okay so not many people explore this often but i think so hard about the softer side of mizu like when she was married to m*kio (š¤¢). Yes, we get a lot of the butch lesbian mizu content where shes the tough gf and all, but what about with a gf just calling mizu pretty!!! calling her beautiful and holding her face!!! telling her that shes the most gorgeous woman!!! MIZU DESERVES SOME SOFT COMPLIMENTS TOO ABOUT HER BEAUTY BC SHE IS GORGEOUS ! ! ! šā¤ļø
fluff modern!mizu x reader headcannons
tags: fluff, mizu x reader, modern au, cute moments, pretty mizu, compliments, kissing, kisses on the cheek, gifting, flower bouquets, safe relationship, mizu deserves this :(
a/n: FUCK M*K*O !! she is my gorgeous beautiful girl!! ok school isnāt that bad but i do have a weekend trip so i'll be lowk MIA :(
modern!mizu tries to put up a tough front
but with you, the barrier breaks down and she feels comfortable exploring new aspects of herself
she's never felt that kind of safety
she barely felt it with m*k*o after learning his true nature
as time passes by with u, she begins to bring her guard down
compliment modern!mizu and she immediately doesn't know what to do or what to believe
earlier on in ur relationship, u helped her get dressed for a sports-day after party held by the school
in celebration of a well balanced and eventful day, there was a formal event for athletes and their plus ones
and mizu didn't know how to present herself
yeah she had the clothes
but she had trouble styling it
u came over to fix her clothes in ur beautiful blue dress that totally didn't compliment her eyes
mizu showered u with compliments, saying how her "pretty girl was so dressed up beautifully"
or calling u a "beautiful sight"
without thinking, u called her "my beautiful girl" as u fixed her hair
she immediately went quiet
"Mizu?", you questioned. She had gone silent after your compliment. "Did I say something wrong? I'm so sorry, I'll just-"
You look up to find her, her mouth agape. Not out of disgust. Instead, Mizu whiplashed by your words, her face flaring red. Only three words and she's suddenly out of commission.
yeah, mizu would def short circuit
and she did for a brief moment
until she snapped and kissed u
and totally not ruin ur makeup
modern!mizu loves it when u cup her face while y'all kissing or make out
mizu mainly is the one talking and touching during heated moments but even the soft feeling of her significant otherās touch makes her stomach fill with butterflies
or if ur just chilling in bed and u start tracing her face
externally, sheās relaxing
internally, sheās mesmerized by ur touch
when u trace around her eyes and lips and play w her hair, she has never felt such softness and safety
or even if u cup her face to give her a kiss on the cheek before u leave for work or class
it makes her feel secure and happy
modern!mizu loves being called pretty
she still likes dressing more masc but that doesnt mean she isnt pretty
especially if u compliment her eyes
or her strangely healthy hair
the fact that its long and still shiny
sometimes u pray u had her hair genes bc wtf this isnt fair
āYour hair is so pretty, itās not fair.ā, you say as you play with Mizuās hair. It was late at night and while she was busy figuring out calculations for a project, you were busy relaxing.
She hummed in acknowledgement. With her back still turned, you ran your hair through her scalp, feeling the silky texture of her raven hair.
Normally, Mizu would just tie her hair up to focus late at night. Tonight would be a little different since you were still up.
As your hands sectioned continued to run through her hair, Mizu relaxed. In a calm state, she solved the equations with ease, listening to the faint lofi studying music guide her thoughts into the night.
Time passed yet Mizu never felt it until she realized your hands had slowed down. She turned back to see you, eyes heavy and ready to doze off.
She looked back at her nearly completed homework. One problem couldnāt hurt in the morning.
Mizu shut off the desk lamp and silently collected her things in a neat pile. She rests your head on your pillows and pull the covers on top of you. With one foot into dreamland, Mizu gives you a kiss on your forehead.
modern!mizuās favorite places to get kissed are her cheeks
she loves any kisses from u tbh
whenever u would give a goodbye kiss, she always forgets ab the āfinalā kiss
itās so simple yet so endearing
when u guys first started dating, u were a little hesitant on ending the first few dates with a kiss
so u choose a simple peck on her cheek instead
u could see blush form on her cheeks afterwards
and they still flush to this day
after mizu went back to her place after the date, she would not stop smiling
it lowkey threw off ringo for a while
modern!mizu enjoys fresh flowers
it seems small but itās a pretty reminder of ur love
she never got flowers as a gift in her previous relationship so she wasnāt use to these gifts
(yeah fuck u m*k*o)
it makes her heart warm every time she sees the vase on her desk
preferably, she likes peonies bc of how fluffy and full they bloom
but if u bring a new bouquet, sheāll gladly clean and take care of it
u insist that u will do it
but once u saw her carefully pluck and cut the bouquet, u let mizu have her way
she just looks so joyful getting new flowers to take care of
when the flowers start to fully bloom, mizu likes to check and make sure they have enough water
basically she gives them the love and care they need
Honestly,my favorite type of yandere content involving Silver is mostly Lillia 'convinces' MC to date him.
Like Silver gets rejected after confessing cause Mc like them as a good friend/brother. It's not longer after MC comes up to him says they were wrong, and they do love him.
Can't decide if Silver would be suspicious or if he thought MC was probably just nervous about the idea of dating him. So they stsrt dating, but Mc seems more awkward and stiff about it. Silver could mention this to Lillia, and next thing Silver knows, MC is trying to relax more around him.
For context: Yan! Silver Hc's
Anon I totally agree with you!!
The only reason why the Silver headcanons kinda works is literally because of Liliaās bullshittery lmaooo
Iām gonna be honest, when I was writing the yandere headcanons for Silver I went āIs this even yandere???ā I was re-reading some of the points and they didnāt give any yandere vibes, only regular headcanons.
I was trying to find ways to āintensifyā the āyandereā in Silver BUT IT WASNT CLICKINGā IT WAS SOO OOC FOR HIM THAT I WAS SO FRUSTRATED. It was giving āThe math AINT mathing hereā vibes š
TW: SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7, NOT PROOF-READ, Yandere, obsession, threats used against the reader, Silver is more yandere in this one lmao, Lilia is a platonic yandere for Silver's happiness.
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Can you imagine sulking inside of your dorm room, upset that yours and Silver's relationship wonāt be the same anymore because of the rejection.
When all of a sudden you see a figure outside of your window, hanging upside down while crimson-eyes looking directly into your soul.Ā
Bro bout to make me act up fr šš
Letās be real here, Lilia is not afraid to use extreme measures to make his lilā bat happy.Ā
And what better way to make Silver happy than bringing a most certainly regretful, magicless, and defenceless prefect back into his sonās arms where they belong? How about them apologizing for rejecting him and that they would be more than happy to be his lover? Singing praises to him and chanting āI love you!ā over and over again like it would save theirs and a certain feline-beast life?Ā
Oh wouldnāt that be the cherry on top for his dear son and future daughter-in law?
āOh Silver! What do you mean theyāre nervous when theyāre with you? Theyāre probably just soo happy to finally be with you, son! Itās just a symptom of being in love~ š„°ā
Lilia saying that to Silver while staring directly at you, making sure that youāre not doing something to contradict his words.
In Silverās case, I think he would be suspicious at first. Like how could the prefect switch up their emotions so quick? And why was his father involved as well?? He didnāt tell him the bad news yet.
He would definitely be concerned about how much the prefect was trembling in his arms. Are you okay? Are you sick? Poor dude was so confused.
He sees how much the prefect smilesā or at least tries to smileā in a calm and almost loving way. But it seems so forced? Silver tries to make you budge, asking you if youāre alright and if thereās something wrong.
He also notices that whenever youāre in the room with him, his father will also be in the room with yāall as well. Almost like heās watching over somethingā or someone.
Lilia menacingly watching the prefect, making sure that they donāt say anything to ruin Silvers happiness and yours ig: šššš
You, literally just wanting to get out of there because you donāt like Silver like that and itās gross bc Silver is like a brother to you: ššš°š°š°š¤¢š¤¢šš
All you can do is try to reassure him and youāre fine and just soo excited to be with him and not hide your undying love for him anymore.
Maybe after all the reassurance from both yourself and Lilia, Silver will finally relax. He can finally just be happy that you love him back and he can finally show you how much he loves you.
What happens if Silver finds out what actually happened? Well it depends on how soon.
If itās early on then of course heāll help you out and talk to his father. He loves you but doesnāt want to make you miserable.
Butā¦if itās after all of the conversations and convincing from his father and youā¦Wouldnāt it be okay for him to be a little selfish at that point? I mean, you did say you love him soo many times already. Wouldnāt it be so cruel to tell the truth to someone whoās soft and pure-hearted like Silver? To say that you donāt actually love someone who would beg on his knees and cry for you to not leave him?Ā
You wouldnāt do that, would you?Ā
Especially if you want to be there for class tomorrow!
But imagine if Malleus becomes apart of this feud??
IMAGINE MALLEUS ALSO HAVING FEELINGS FOR YOU AND HIS YANDERE TENDENCIES AWAKEN AFTER HE FINDS OUT THAT YOU'RE WITH SILVER OMG????
Imagine in Book 7, Malleus is manipulating the dreams so you and him are dating instead andĀ now preparing to go back to Briar Valley to plan the wedding early??
IMAGINE SILVERS ONLY MOTIVATION TO GET EVERYONE OUT OF THE DREAM SEQUENCE IS BECAUSE ITS NOT HIM THAT'S MARRYING YOU (This is version where thereās no going back on Silvers feelings for you).
OCTO NOTE: Kay I'm done, thank you again Anon! <3333
saw ur batfam fanon takes - and question: can you even find fanfic that doesnāt have any of that?
i agree with 95% of ur post, but just on a personal level, I love a good dad bruce fic. bc i grew up reading comics and the good dad bruce panels were few and far between, I love fanon content of him fixing his relationship with his kids, it heals my inner child lol
anyways, back to my qs, do u have and strictly canon fic recs then?
Hello! This is my first ask ever so excuse my excitement lol. In terms of fics that are strictly Canon, I have not found one yet. There are some fics that have some of those elements, but theyre slight enough that it doesnt ruin the whole story. But to be fair, I haven't been reading a whole lot lately as I am very busy with work and school. I will admit that I do have some guilty pleasure fics that are definitely not Canon. @lightwing-s is writing a series called "baby steps" that I have been loving as a guilty pleasure. I'm also on this forum on the DC universe infinite website and a friend of mine who lives near my dad writes REALLY GOOD redhood stories and her dream is to write for him as a DC writer. That's invite only but maybe one day, I'll ask her if I can share some of her writing. I also dont read a whole lot of fics that don't center around Jason Todd. I'm also into sickfics and hurt fics, mental health, that kind of stuff (unfortunately thats where most of the bruce calling jason sweetheart comes from š¤¢) There are some fics that I do like :
Pinstripedjackalope on AO3 has a couple good jason sickfics that show jason and Roy in a platonic friendship as well. The Curse of a Turkey Sandwich and Stick the Landing are really good
I just recently read this fic with jason and rose wilson that I kind of enjoyed, but I'll admit it's a little offbrand for Rose. It's also on AO3, it's Respite by Creatchure
There's a fic I have wanted to read but haven't gotten a chance yet called Nyx the destroyer from the shadows by killkid001
There's also this fic on AO3 that I loved a lot about Jason and Tyler and their first night together after jason adopted him. It was really great but I just can't find it anywhere now.
That's all off the top of my head because I have the memory of a goldfish but I'll post some fic recs as I find them :)
hi rosalie!! nice meeting you, i hope you're healthy and fine as well š„ŗš thanks for playing!! these are such good picks!!
kuroo as the bsf bc i think it'd just be so fun. it's definitely the kind of friendship where everyone refuses to believe that you aren't together but... you seriously treat each other like siblings so the idea couldn't be any more š¤¢ he 100% goes to you for his dating woes and is very honest about what he thinks of your relationships too š
asahi as the one night stand bc i think it's one of those yolo moments where, he's travelling the world, meets you and it's an in the moment kind of thing. he doesn't usually do this so he's really sweet and nervous about it but you're an experience he'll never forget!
oiks as the ex bc ex!oikawa always lives in my mind š it's hard to be number 1 in his life, and even then, i think you'll always be sharing that spot with all his aspirations, goals, and dreams. it takes a certain type of person to be able to stick it out with him š„²
daichi as the lover bc he looks like hajime bc i think he's just nice. and he also embodies stability to me, someone dependable and hardworking; has good leadership too! really respectable. a relationship with him would be contentment, i think.
send me 4 characters for a game of bsf/ex/lover/one night stand!
neglected manuscript - Do you have a favorite novel?
from this ancient ask meme
LMAO NO!!! PICKING THE ONE I WAS AFRAID OF š I could make it easy and lie but yāknow what? Weāre gonna be honest about this š«” Gonna be LONG bc I have 1) not talked with about this in any capacity with another human being before and 2) a pretty complicated relationship with this book š¤
Content warning for CSA š
This is difficult partly bc I do love a lot of books but partly bc I donāt like to reveal my actual favorite bookā¦ I genuinely worry people will perceive me in a very negative way LMAO. My favorite of all time is Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov š¶ Itās the book Iāve reread the most in my life so far and it is genuinely one of the best written books I have read š¤§ I think generally people are like š°š¤¢ when you drop a bomb like that whatās typically supposed to be a light-hearted convo so I usually will say something else! Typically my safe answer is The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (which genuinely was my favorite book at some point in time, we are not going to dive into this right now).
(A disclaimer as I talked about Lolita fashion before, I am aware that the fashion gets its name from the novel but thatās where the relation ends. I like Lolita fashion because Iām a loser that likes subculture fashion and not because it has the same name or any other connection to the book. That happens to be coincidental. I am staunchly against fetishization of the fashion ok thanks! šāāļø back to the program!)
Brief summary for those who need it: Humbert (the narrator) is a scholar and a secret pedophile, who one day meets the Haze family for a home stay. He obsesses over the daughter, a 12 year-old girl named Dolores Haze, who he personally calls Lolita. Humbert marries Ms. Haze to be around the real object of his obsession. Through unfortunate events, he ends up Doloresās sole caretaker. She lives with Humbertās constant sexual abuse that spans a cross-country roadtrip, but eventually she runs away with the help of another pedophile. Unfortunately it is not a happy ending. Despite Doloresās escape from both pedophiles, she dies before she can rebuild a normal life with her future family.
The first time I tried to read it, I was too young (around Doloresās own age š«„). It was recommended to me by another middle school girl! God knows what the fuck we were doing back then LMAO but the girl who recommended it to me said it was a love story. Older man girl our age whatever. Tbh when I started it I understood that it wasnāt a love storyā¦ and I couldnāt finish it because of how uncomfortable it made me. I reread it a handful of times between middle school and uni with varying degrees of success, and I only really started to grasp it when I reached uni. I do think I was entirely too young to read the book or even understand it, and thankfully it was not used as a tool to manipulate me. It was a dicey time tbh. When I was growing up, there werenāt communities of young women that centered around accepting Dolores Haze as a victim.
I think thereās a disclaimer for those you havenāt read it and think it glorifies CSA and pedophilia. It really does not. Nabokov himself was a victim of CSA and did not condone it. I think that the #1 thing that movie adaptations and pop culture struggle with is that people believe the narrator point blank. So the adaptations all have this horrible romanticization of the story at their cores. People even struggle with understanding the book because the narrator is an Educated & Scholarly Man who is like āØIām a poet Iām a sensitive soul and we poets just believe in loveāØ like NO!!! The whole point of the story is that he is an unreliable narrator!!! The narrator is a murderer, rapist, kidnapper, and if youāre actually paying attention you see it all with your own damn eyes! And of course nobody really does pay attention! š
So like, why is this my favorite? This is also complicated LOL, but I think that thereās a couple of main reasons.
Ultimately, to me, the novel is a puzzle that Nabokov invites you to solve. You have an unreliable narrator, but heās an excellent manipulator. I think a lot of people lose āthe game,ā so to speak, the first time they read the book because the narrator is so good at making you see only what he wants you to see (he loves her, heās just a nice sensitive guy who lost his first love too early, heās doesnāt mean to hurt āhisā āLolita,ā she āseducedā him, she āmakesā him do horrible things to her, etc). It is written so well, and since the character himself is a professor and an intellectual, I think itās easier for folks to let their guard down and to literally be tricked. Genuinely speaking I struggled with what to believe too, especially as a child. The only reason I didnāt buy into the ālove storyā bit was because by some intuition, I was aware that something Bad was happening despite the narratorās insistence that it was all good. Tho I could not pinpoint what it was at the time.
But once you break past the facade and youāre fully paying attention the novel, it is like two stories in one. One hand, poets romantics in the name of love blah blah blah, but on the other hand? Dolores is a girl from a broken home, whoās mother is murdered by a man that wants to rape her. Sheās kidnapped and shows clear signs of abuse (triggered by paternal affection, cried herself to sleep every night since the abuse started, bouts of disassociation, extreme rebellion towards Humbert, etc). Some of this stuff is actually glossed over by the narrator, but signs of a whole other part of the story are literally right in front of you if youāre paying attention.
For example, thereās a single line about Doloresās mother, Charlotte, where she reveals in a letter to Humber that both her first husband and her youngest child (Doloresās baby brother) died. And the narrator does NOT give a ratās ass about this woman or her woes so itās never talked about again. Itās whittled down to one single dismissive sentence, and I missed it tons of times. But knowing that, it makes sense why Charlotte acts as she does, why Charlotte and Doloresās relationship is fraught. And why Dolores acts as she does at the beginning of the novel. Literally the Haze family is going through extreme grief with barely the emotional resources to process a double death in their immediate family. Without that context though, youāre just going along with whatever Humbert wants you to believe. You donāt see who Charlotte or Dolores are as individuals. You miss a chunk of the truth. And thatās literally just one of the smallest instances I can think of. Thereās so much to dig through both directly and in between the lines. Nabokov is so deliberate with his writing and so extremely detailed that thereās a LOT of things that are easily missed unless you read it multiple times. This shit is so detailed, thereās scholars dedicated both to Nabokov and to Lolita the novel.
I think the last big reason I keep coming back to it is because I think itās something so deeply rooted in society, you never really live without Lolita. The book has been bastardized to hell and back because most people, especially those in power once again, Do Not Understand how to read this book. So weāre left with not necessarily Dolores Haze, but this enigmatic āLolitaā the abstract figure of Humbertās delusions. She is so influential, we all live our lives with her whether or not weāre aware of it. Coquette aesthetic? Lolita. Lana Del Rey? Katy Perry? The Police? Lolita. Marc Jacobs? Carven? Lolita. Vladimir? Excavation? My Dark Vanessa? Lolita. Heart-shaped sunglasses? Lolita. Butterflies??? Yes, Lolita. You can even go so wild with the connections to the point of bringing up the goddamn Lion King (animated 1994 version, Scar is voiced by Jeremy Irons who played Humbert Humbert in Adrian Lyneās 1997 adaptation).
And itās this constant reminder, every day. You pass by her on the Internet or in an ad while youāre out and about. She lives in the shadow of your acquaintance or your loved one. She haunts everything in a very real and literal sense. I think thatās what keeps me coming back to the bookā¦ even if I wanted to forget about her, I donāt think I ever really could.
aw omg thank you for taking the time to respond so thoroughly to my ask š„¹ā¤ļø
i think that teas do help but i think youāre right about slowing down in general like by lying on the yoga mat. i think i do struggle with pretty horrible imposter syndrome too (partially my fault. i used to have a pretty big tarot blog, now i have a somewhat big writing blog in a fandom (i just like to write, im in the fandom because it gives me something to tag my work with). sometimes i see people post content thatās more generic and romance related instead of with depth getting more likes than me and i feel like i loser but i think thatās just a recent thing anyway)
also i think itās so sweet that your man liked you for long but stayed patient and respected your boundaries?? like yes bare minimum but having a good man like you that much that they waited it out and kept you in their life because theyād rather you be there in some form than not at all?? good job because that is an ACTUAL accomplishment
and of course job well to your hormones for triggering that hormonal ovulation wave that led you to this š¤
may you last long and be happy and patient and kind with each other for eternityšš§æ
i hope u get to make changes to ur lifestyle that makes it easier for u to relax and chill out!!! <333
imposter syndrome is the WORSTTTT. i just think about how there are virtual massage therapists who do reiki healing over zoom and charge $$$$ for it and believe that if they can do it and get away with it, i can do what i do and be okay too hehe. we're all imposters and no one is actually good at anything, we're all just trying our best!!! dont think of success as something u have to "deserve",, you can just have it like its a part of life. you dont think too much about "deserving" education or sunlight or water, you believe you need it and you have it. success is similar, its a part of living, not something that u have to earn through virtue. if youre doing well, its because youre doing something right and thats good enough!!!
its sooo interesting u say that about arm guy being respectful and keeping boundaries lmaoo bc i always thought its a tactic most men use when they cant get with a girl: they say they'd like to stay friends because that means there's still a chance that you can someday get with her š³as opposed to losing her completely. men crib about being friendzoned but they actually voluntarily enter that territory waiting for their turn with the girlš¤¢š¤®
arm guy has an 8h stellium so i feel like there's more to him that i dont fully see yet. he's been respectful and gentlemanly with me but one time he told me about how him and his friends would stalk me on instagram and talk about how cute i was or whatever and it kinda gave me the ick š¤¢š¤¢like i know thats a normal thing to do but the idea of a group of men all thirsting over me collectively made me š¤¢ i sometimes wonder if he has told others about us yet in a braggy kinda way and i hateeee to think about it š¤¢he's a good guy and everything but at the end of the day, he's just a guy
i think he stuck around bc he wanted me that bad but i honestly dont find that much of an accomplishment šši think most men are like that,, they'll do anything to get with u, ignore them, leave them on seen, unfollow them but they WILL persist ššš
idk about forever just yet lmaooo,, he's sweet and everything but its too soon for that type of talk. although i want us both to be happy together ššand thats whats most important rn
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can i get uuuhhhhh, general x recruit reader?? but like, dom/sub, and readers a twink who does whatever the general wants :3
Yes Sir.
Out of all of the things i expected people to request, that wasn't one of them for sure. what a weirdo you are, who in their right mind is attracted to anyone in the armyš¤¢š¤®
Content Warning: abuse of power, but that's pretty obvious, uuuhhh, giving oral to a loaded gun, thats something yall should be warned about ig, mentions of bleeding while giving oral, but dw its brief and bc of a dick not a firearm. General possessiveness, reader is amab and a twink ass bitch who does wtv hes told
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The sunset barely peaks past the clouds, to the point where having a face pressed against the damp earth is as close as one would get to see a smidge of orange against an oppressive gray. The clouds themself, heavy with rain, caress the tips of cabins, descending low enough to cover the camp in a thick fog.
Despite this, dozens of heavy boots stomp through the grounds, a clear disdain in the eyes of the campers as the whistle blows for them to continue. It's not that they just can't see, but the heat has their shirts stuck to their skin, the heavy fabric of their camo pants giving them no relief. It is by far the worst midday of July, and theyāre not dismissed until nightfall.
[N]ās luck was ultimately up for debate. On one hand, heās in here, in the Lieutenantās well-air-conditioned office, and has been for most of the day. On the other hand, heās on his knees, the older manās handgun is pressed against his lips, his cold eyes staring down at him in an manic look on his stoic face.
He canāt hide the way his body shakes, his tongue tracing the dull edges of the barrel, lips awkwardly surrounding itāit's the expected reaction when giving oral to a loaded gun. He brings more of it into his mouth, going as far as the trigger guard would allow him, fleetingly meeting Lieutenant Harperās gaze, only for his mind to go blank again; fear mixing with sexual excitement. His dick stirs inside his briefs as the warm metal meets the back of his throat, but he ignores it completely. Gagging slightly, he pulls away from the weapon, gasping for breath after nearly choking himself. A small trail of spit remains between his lips and the pistol.
"You did well," The Lieutenant says in a slow, monotonous voice. "But I know you can do better."
With shaking hands, [N] wipes his mouth clean with the bottom half of his shirt before kissing the tip of the barrel once again, sucking it slowly without thought. He does so much better than last time. With each moment that passes through, he finds his arousal increasing. If he were anyone else, he'd be disgusted with what was happening, but these past few weeks have changed his opinion of the Lieutenant's actions.
There's an extra edge to it, having watched the man load the magazine beforehand, his finger precise as he watched the clip slide into the barrel before he pressed it against [N]ās mouth. There's a dark side to the man, one [N] is all too aware of. But for some reason, even with a gun in his mouth, he canāt find reason to care.
Harper takes hold of [N]'s chin and lifts his head from the gun, forcing him to meet his eyes as he continues speaking in the same low, husky voice. "I told you to do better," he says, a tone of irritation evident in it. The recruit physically shivers, nodding his head to the captain. To his best ability, he tries to apologize even with the tip of the gun pressed against his lips and his hazy eyes meeting those cold ones.
"Yes, Sir," He attempts, licking his lips.
His body is hot and damp; he has no control over it at this point, even with the blared air conditioner, his skin is scorching under his gaze. It's almost like a need to please, to make up for his own discomfort. Slowly, he lowers his head on the firearm, feeling the smooth metal slide against the roof of his mouth once more, his tongue following after in the wake of the weapon.
"That's a good boy," He whispers, free hand petting [N]'s head, "Don't be ashamed of how much you like this."
[N] shudders slightly as Harper speaks, an embarrassing amount of drool dripping down his chin. He kisses down until he reaches the barrel, and his tongue darts out as soon as contact is made, exploring every surface he can get to while sucking the metal, his saliva lubricating it enough to make it easy to swallow. It takes a moment before he can pull back again, Harper letting him catch his breath between each cycle, but the Lieutenant doesn't stop until [N] does himself. He pulls away slowly, looking up at his boss, eyes wide, a thin trail of drool clinging to his bottom lip. The older man is clearly aroused by what he sees.
[N] swallows as best he can before returning his head to the pistol. Harper watches intently as he licks and sucks on the gun, moaning softly into the muzzle before pulling back. If his free hand wasn't busy petting at [N]'s head, Harper's sure he'd be palming himself to the sight, his cock hardening inside his fatigues, his own lips moist from the spit from licking his lips.
"Good boy," He whispers, "Youāve come a long way since you first started, hmm?."
Ā [N]ās arousal has been at its peak for quite some time now. The hardness between his legs is getting heavier with every moment that passes, and he tries to ignore it, concentrating instead on the warm metal between his lips. The seams of his slacks press against his cock at just the right angle, to the point where he doesnāt even need to grind against itākeeping his hips in place as he bobs his head.
His 'relationship' with Lieutenant Harper's been explicit since the third week of camp, ever since the man caught sight of [N]'s physical differences from the other recruits. He was a lot smaller than them, thinner, and far more feminine in his facial features. He stuck out like a sore thumb for most of his training. The Lieutenant wasn't shy to berate him for it either, forcing him to go harder, faster. It came to the point where he would personally train [N], making him run until he collapsed, pushing him to exhaustion just so that the man could get his rocks off by watching. The constant orders and commands left [N] frustrated at first, but after a while, he just did as he was told, like a sick pavlovian response. Heād jump off a cliff if the Lieutenant asked in the right tone.
It was a few days after [N] gave his best effort at running around the camp that Harper caught him in the barracks. He'd just finished bathing when the man walked into the empty showers without warning, eyes roaming over [N]'s lean body in the dim light, taking note of what the recruit was hiding beneath his uniform. A thin towel hung around his neck, and another hid his lower half from view. He stepped closer, and [N] didn't move away, by now, heād known better than to do that. When the Lieutenant ordered him to drop to his knees and open his mouth, [N] compiled without hesitation. The man then began unbuckling his belt, his cock throbbing, a thick bead of pre-cum gathering at the tip, and sliding down towards [N]'s waiting lips. It was only after [N] felt seed stick to his skin did he realize what had happened.
Focusing on the present, [N] licks the barrel with his tongue once more, his cheeks burning as he does so, eyes sliding down to the Lieutenant's crotch, the dark fabric of his pants doing nothing to conceal what was hidden beneath it. The outline was so evident,, hardening even more as he lightly thrust his hips into the air, in sync with [N]'s sucking. The recruit gags, his head slightly as the warm metal meets the back of his throat again, this time a little roughened, but he doesnāt falter like before. His lips slide down, swallowing it deeper, moaning softly around it, the odd flavor of it invading his taste buds.
"Just a little more," Harper murmurs. "Then you'll have my cock instead."
[N] nods, opening wide and having his tongue caress the firearm once more before pulling back, leaving behind a trail of spit that dribbles from his bottom lip and down the side of the gun. His breath hitches and his dick aches between his legs, but he ignores it all, concentrating on pleasing his Lieutenant. Harper watches him in silence as he continues licking at the gun, taking it deep into his mouth and letting it rest on the back of his throat for a few moments, hollowing his cheeks before pulling back. With one final moan, he pulls back once more, taking another gulp of air and wiping the sweat off of his face with the bottom half of his shirt.
"Good boy," He says in a low voice, reaching over to unzip his pants. The older man pulls his cock free with an audible sound, revealing its length and thickness to [N]. It's impressive, thick and uncut, the tip glistening with precum that dribbled out onto his underwear. He sits still on his knees, waiting for Harper to take command. The Lieutenant stands from his chair, towering over [N] and placing a hand on his chin before forcing the recruit to look up at him, Harper then grabs hold of his dick in his fist, guiding it towards his lips. [N] groans as the head brushes against his mouth, wet from his own saliva.
"Don't get shy on me," He whispers. "A good slut like you can take it all in."
[N] licks his lips before taking the head of his Captain's dick between his lips, gently sucking it into his mouth. He starts slowly and deliberately, taking the first couple of inches into his mouth feeling his shaft get even harder under his touch. The Lieutenant moans lowly as the requiem's lips slide around his member, his lips pursed tight enough to have his cock loose circulation. Soon, the Lieutenant is pushing him further down, and [N]'s lips are pressed firmly against the base of his cock. Pretty eyes stare up at Harper, eyelashes fluttering with every bob of his head. The man lets him continue for a moment, stroking his head with one hand while the other begins rubbing [N]'s shoulder, his touch strangely soft and affectionate.
He pushes him further, fingers digging into his scalp as [N] takes in more than half of his dick in his mouth, the sensation of it invading his throat sending shivers down his spine.
"That's it, pretty boy, just take it all." He murmurs petting [N]'s cheek. [N] continues to suck slowly on the hard cock in front of him, feeling a slight throbbing sensation building in his balls that grows steadily. His body begins reacting without him thinking, he reaches up and grabs the base of the large shaft, tugging at it gently until he hears a low moan, eyes meeting his own with an expectant look. He pumps the Lieutenant's cock a few times, his cheeks burning as he tries to fit more in. Harper smirks as he takes a step back and pulls himself out a bit, the recruit gasping when the older man places the head of his dick at the bottom of the boy's lips, letting his precome lubricate the corner of his mouth as he slowly guides himself into [N]'s waiting lips again. It takes a moment before he pushes inside, the recruit choking slightly but continuing to accept the man's cock, allowing a new, rough rhythm to emerge from his sucking.
[N] is quickly pushed past the point of comfort. His head tilts back as Harper's large member slides further down his mouth, his throat muscles working in concert to keep the entire length within them. When Harper's hips finally start to move, [N] feels as though they're about to break his neck, the head of the manās cock making repeated contact with the back of his throat. He knows better than to cry out, tears already beginning to form in his eyes. The only noise he can make is the muffled grunts and moans that come from deep in his chest. The ever-present cold in the room pickles their skin, traveling past the fabric of their clothing. Harper bites his lip, enjoying the way the recruit's head bobs up and down, his cheeks hollowing with each thrust, swallowing every inch of cock that he can fit into his mouth. His speed becomes almost inhuman, a soft whine leaving [N] as the tip of the Lieutenant's cock abuses the back of his throat, sending waves of pain through his body and causing a small amount of blood to trickle down the back of his throat. His cheeks are damp with tears, snot, and drool mingling together as he tries his best to breathe evenly through his noseāhe swears he sees stars.
He bobs back and forth, swallowing Harper's entire shaft. With his eyes glazed over, [N] can do nothing but appreciate the feeling of new bruises forming on the back of his neck and back of his throat, his uvula numb to the Lieutenant's thrusting. Though a part of his brain screams for some type of release, he canāt find the strength to do anything but kneel pliantly.
For a beautiful moment, he forgets he's anything but Lieutenant Harper's fleshlight. He forgets who he is, or what he has been conditioned to do for the camp, his head empty as his body is used. His focus is on pleasing his Captain, on doing everything in his power to ensure the man comes. It doesn't matter how many times the =man forces him to gag or push his cock down his esophagus, he takes it all without complaint.
The Lieutenantās thrusts were never smooth, but by now theyāve become bruisingly rough, and [N] knows he's about to cum. His hips inch as close as they can to the manās boot, his head slams downward into his groin, taking the cock deeper with each passing moment. A sharp gasp escaped his lips as the tip hit the back of his throat, followed quickly by a loud moan.
He gags again, trying his best to ignore it, his nose filling up with warm liquid as the Lieutenant keeps pumping, milking him dry until the first shot hits his tongue and the next lands on the roof of his mouth. He tries not to think about it too much, his focus being on continuing to take everything he can. He swallows down the hot load as it spurts out of Lieutenant Harperās dick, coating the back of his throat. It was salty and sour, something he couldn't help but taste. The sensation of his Captain filling him up with cum sends a shiver down his spine and his dick pulses painfully between his legs.
"That's it, pretty boy," His commander whispers, "swallow your Captain's seed."
[N]'s eyes flick upwards briefly, meeting the man's dark ones and seeing only lust and dominance behind them. He returns his attention to the task at hand, swallowing another large load of Harper's semen, and then sucking it off his shaft clean. Harper watches him intently, letting go of his hair so he can run a hand over [N]'s face, tracing his lips with the back of his knuckles. His fingertips are gentle, almost affectionate.
"Good boy," He murmurs, stroking his cheek tenderly. "I'll give you a treat later, don't worry."
The recruit nodes in response, suckling at the manās tip.
His hand shakily reached for the Lieutenant's table, pushing himself to his feet and standing up from his knees. The room spins for a second, and the corners of his vision darken. Before he can trip over, Harper's strong arm catches him by the waist, supporting him. A hand rests gently on the small of his back, a warm breath against his neck as the older man continues to hold him close.
"Easy there," He murmurs, low voice reverberating through the recruit. "Canāt have you falling around like that."
[N] buries his head into the man's neck, burying his nose between his skin and the collar of his shirt. He breathes in deeply, smelling the faint hint of musk that still lingers within it. His cheeks are damp with sweat, eyes watering from his rough treatment.
"You alright?"
He nods slightly in response, not trusting his voice. The man gives a curt hum as he runs a hand down his cheek.
"Good boy," He whispers, letting go of him and patting him on the ass. "Now go clean yourself up, you look like shit."
Happy Sunday, my beautiful Lee š„° I hope you didn't spent yersterday evening arguing with yourself š and i hope your work during this weekend has been a least a little bit fun!
Have a great work! Sending you all my love š
Hi darling, tysm for the love and sending it right back to you! My weekend was productive and not too cold. When I was done with work Saturday, I took in some beautiful lights on an evening walk and it felt very peaceful. Can't say that contentment lasted as I seem to have come down with a stomach bug š¤¢ which is odd bc this never happens to me. So now I'm in bed with ginger tea feeling deeply unwell and wishing it would go away so I could think clearly again and write my little stories. I hate how illnesses like this unbalance you so quickly.
OKAY MEL BUCKLE UP YOUR SEAT BELT BC THIS IS GOING TO BE A RIDE ! also ik i have 9203402849 potential love letters i could write but there is one that truly warrants a long explanation because all i've ever written is hate mail about him to you... yes this is about lee fucking jangjun of course it's about lee jangjun š
ok but i swear i'll try to actually write nice (š¤¢š¤®) things unlike my one lino letter LOL
your favorite thing about themĀ
he is sUCH an entertainer!! ofc he's funny and high energy and very much an enfp (the synergy of him with other enfps is insane LMAO) but also he does put in effort to be prepared when he goes on variety shows (vaguely all i know is that he does research beforehand especially if he's meeting other idols, prepares some jokes or stunts or props, idk maybe thats standard but at least it's not lazy)! besides him being absolutely deranged for entertainment purposes, i do love watching him on variety shows he really does the whole entertaining idol gig thing with such ease with his very mc-host way of speaking, his comedic timing, and the way he puts people at easy by ironically catching them off-guard with his irreverent jokes, etc. etc. honestly it's an especially great skill bc he's interacted w a lot of dongsaeng/rookie groups while hosting ssap possible and idolympics.
when you Knew TM they were your biasĀ
LMAO the way u literally watched my realization in real time... okay but i don't actually remember what exactly cemented my coffin. i started noticing his rarer soft / calm / cute moods (instead of his obnoxious parodies of aegyo) and that he just happens to be good at everything. OH I REMEMBER NOW. SOMETHING SOMETHING HE IS GOOD AT COOKING ASDKFJLSJDFLKSDFL!!! lmao fuck why is it cooking that always gets me! also that was around the time i learned that he won 10 medals at isac 2018-20. and can do like 5 hurricane kicks in a row while singing. oh and he went from being literally tone deaf (or so he claims) when he auditioned to making it past several rounds on king of masked singer. okay but even tho he's good at everything he failed kindergarten <3 we stan having capabilities that can't be assessed by a standard education curriculum and being successful anyways š¤Ŗ
your favorite looks on themĀ
jokes on you i don't look at him. ok just kidding u got me. honestly i rly haven't watched that that much content to be super familiar with his full range of looks/fits but i'll give you my top 3 from my jjun tag:
1) the white hoodie outfit from one of the ssap possible episodes with curly brown hair just got me i think he was super sleep deprived that day bc he was very subdued and sleepy the whole time it was very cute
2) pink jjun from the rata tat tat mv was insane w the givenchy tank and silver necklaces and and arm band... 12 dead 47 injured.
3) glasses + leather jacket from dream radio!! okay i couldn't even see half his face bc of his mask in this radio special but it was a great outfit so i had to give it a shout out. he did lower it at once point to show off his side profile ! š„°š„³š
... did i mention men's health magazine nov 2020? haha forget i said anything what.
your favorite verse/chreo they doĀ
the entire poppin' song he did with sungyoon!! some highlights w timestamps:
- he has a pretty high pitched voice so i'm easily impressed by how he manages to pitch it down pretty low for the chorus.
- also his verse after the first chorus is so addicting, there's something about the pitching and tone and varying emphasis of that verse that is so funny and satirical
- my favorite part is the one singing line he gets lol a rare commodity
as for choreo idk why the only thing i can think of rn is that time he danced w weki meki LMAO
your wish for them (solo stuff, being in a drama,Ā a nap maybeĀ lolo)
to me he's honestly up there with seungkwan and baekhyun as born-entertainers so i hope he sticks around the entertainment industry for a long time šš
anything about them !!!!Ā
THIS HAS ALREADY BEEN TOO MUCH ABOUT HIM. and i've already spoken so much about him to you in the past month LMAO i swear i also love golcha joochan and jibeom dearly too :( anyways i shall leave you with a picture of jjun in a soda can and we shall never talk about this post ever again š¤«š¤
surprise ! <3 my gift for u for making it to the end ily š
i was CACKLING WITH GLEE WHEN I SAW THIS WAS ABOUT LEE JANGJUN HAHAHAHAHAAH
no you're right though, it's a skill to be such a great entertainer and mc like not everyone can do it! and to put people at ease and read the room and research guests beforehand, it takes work!! (and from the jangstar videos that you sent me to watch, mad respect to him for it cuz i would open the video thinking that i'd only watch the timestamp you sent but then end up watching the whole thing lmao)
LMAO i remember watching your realization happen in real time, it went from "no way jjun is gonna become my bias" -> "oh no i think he might be my bias....." -> final acceptance of the fact šš¤£ oh but the cooking explains why you also bias lino hahahahaah i agree that gets me as well (although, mark cant cook eggs to save his life so idk). also jjun FAILED KINDERGARTEN LOL love that <3 he's so good at everything else
okay but the DREAM RADIO OUTFIT omg....he looks so good even with the mask on and with the glasses too (lol i guess how it's the cooking that gets you, for me it's the glasses) and then sunoo's fckin cute smileeeee omgggg šš the pink jjun with the tank and arm bands though š³š³š³ and mens health ok bestie dont need to pretend you didnt mention that because i remember you mentioning it to me so i already know exactly what youre talking about and yes i will torture you
okay moving on to poppin, his verse after the first chorus really is so addicting and so good, he nails the satirical tone well there (and then sungyoon's part after it omg). THE WEKI MEKI DANCE IS SO FUNNY?? the way he just turned it on and started dancing like he's always been a part of weki meki LMAOOO he got really into it
(blurry af pic of jjun dancing to the song fabulously)
the soda can jjun is so cute š„ŗ
also i cANT BELIEVE YOU SURPRISED ME WITH THE LEE KNOW PIC AT THE END YOU HIT A SPECIFIC WEAKNESS i literally have that pic saved in my pinterest.....he's so hot....i had to stare at that pic as i was typing up this response and i was in PAIN and the ROLLED UP SLEEVES WITH THE WHITE BUTTON DOWN omfg this is literally one of my WEAKNESSES okay clearly you can tell i am now spiraling, this is what lee minho does to me ššš i blame you
oh god memorial day weekend was so chaotic this year, everything was a clusterfuck. friday and saturday were so chaotic but i barely remember what happened then bc everything sunday overshadowed it wtf
family drama and rants after the cutā¦ also a content warning for mentions of blood
my sister and i woke up at 7 am on friday in order to beat the traffic (we couldnāt go down thursday night like our parents and my momās older younger brother did bc my sister had a concert). i decided to take advantage of the house being empty of my parents to look in the āwitchcraft shedā to see if my mother had hidden any of my possessions i didnāt know about (my mom in the last year has gone on a crusade against āwitchcraftā and after i left for college she took anything she deemed witchcraft and shoved it in this shed so that the witchcraft wouldnāt be ātaintingā her home) and a few things that i knew i didnāt take with me to college but were missing when i came home werenāt in the shed (most notably the giant 6 foot wide 4 foot long spider me and two of my friends built in high school that was meant to be aragog from h*rry potter that i keep not bc i like harry potter (š¤¢) anymore but because heās a giant spider and i always take him with me to sleepaway camp to decorate the unit bc he adds ambiance and also the matching smaller spiders that i made that i hung from the rafters are gone too). but what iām most mad that she hid in the shed is this little canvas painting of a corn snake that a camper made for me 3 years agoā¦ that goes on my camper fanart wall! that was a gift! how dare she!
anyways me and my sister rescued the shit we wanted to rescue (including the cd of the live action little mermaid soundtrack) and we went on our merry way down to the shore. all was well, we didnāt run into any traffic on the way and we got dunks for breakfast. my momās youngest brother was also supposed to come down on friday, and he was supposed to drop off his 13yo daughter (my cousin) at his ex-wifeās house bc itās supposed to be her weekend. my cousin is not happy with this seeing as she has spent the first 12 memorial day weekends of her life down the shore at our beachhouse with her dadās side of the family and the last 3-4 years since the divorce it was always her dadās turn during mdw. my cousin had been trying to convince her mom to come down so that she can come down too and spend the day with her cousins (mainly me my sister and our two cousins who are our age (19-21)) (thereās no one her age on our side of her family). this is unlikely as her mom has not been to our beachhouse in 7 years. my uncle is trying to communicate with my aunt (ik theyāre divorced but sheās still my aunt in my head idk) and trying to coordinate dropping off my cousin with her but she is not responding. he ends up taking my cousin with him down the shore. my cousin keeps complaining to me and my sister that her mom would rather go do yoga that spend time with her. the gist we are getting from the cousin is that her mom does not want to have her that weekend for whatever reason and our cousin is not happy about it. she eventually comes down saturday afternoon (without telling any of the other adults apparently. just her daughter. which my uncle (her ex-husband) and my mom were not happy about). it was extremely awkward for everyone
i donāt remember if anything happened saturday. iām almost positive something happened but i donāt remember after the chaos of sunday
so of course the day starts at 8 am to wake up and go to my parentsā new church thatās totally not a cultā¦ it was whatever. iāve been zoning out during church sermons since i was like 12 so i was a pro at this. i think up gay fanfiction during the entire time. on the way back to the beach house from church i sat in the backseat of the van (a spot that i have had claimed since middle school for whole-family car rides bc not only can i zone out whatever my parents and brother are arguing about this time but i get praise for how āselflessā i am for taking the backseat, which i suppose technically has a little less legroom than the other seats). weāre on the exit ramp from the garden state parkway to get back to [town redacted]. my parents are arguing, my brother is loudly complaining about something i guess, idk, i was reading fanfiction on my phone. i was not paying attention. i am, however, paying attention when my dad rear-ends the big pickup truck in front of us on the exit ramp, which is very crowded because itās memorial day weekend. my mom starts to yell at my dad for being reckless. my dad steps out to talk to the guy in the pickup truck. luckily for us the truck isnāt damaged, just a small gash on the front of my momās minivan. my dad and the guy in the pickup dap each other up (or at least i am told thatās what the gesture was after trying to explain it to my cousin). my dad gets back in the car and we start driving back to the house. my brother starts yelling about something. i donāt remember what. my momās still chastising my dad for driving recklessly (the pickup stopped very suddenly it wouldāve been hard for my dad to stop on time). my brother continues screaming as my parents ignore him. my mom declares that weāre having āquiet timeā. k-love is playing faintly in the background. my brother is not happy that weāre still playing music during quiet time. my mom wins.
also on sunday my momās older sister and their dad (my poppop) are supposed to come for a day trip. now the thing you need to know about my poppop is he is very old. he has dementia and he has a large number of health problems. the backs of his hands and forearms (which are normally the color of a very tan italian-american) are speckled with black. i donāt actually know why this is. he has difficulty with walking, but refuses to use mobility aids. he also isnāt allowed to drive anymore, which is why he came with my aunt. his skin is apparently really really thin (this is relevant). the plan was initially for everyone to go out to lunch at this one seafood restaurant we always go to. usually we go saturday night when the most people are here, but poppop wanted to go, and because he has been going there for decades and is friends (?) with the owner, his kids were willing to indulge him. my aunt and my poppop get there while my momās older younger brother, his wife, and their two sons (the aforementioned cousins who are me and my sisterās age) are down at the beach. my sister and i text our cousins saying āhey popās here you guys wanna come back so we can go to [seafood restaurant]?ā but no. apparently poppop and my aunt want to go to the beach first. also poppop wants to go to the restaurant for dinner. everyone except me and my mom seem fine with this. before he leaves for the beach, however, poppop asks my mom if thereās any beers. sheās trying to get out of getting him a beer. iām not sure if she was genuinely concerned for his health or doing her weird āi am in this world but i am not of this worldā judgey thing again. she asks if i can look in the outside fridges for pop. i do not pick up that she does not actually want me to get him a beer, however, i thought that my uncleās beers that he had were in bottles and not cans so when i saw the beer can on itās side i thought it was a soda can. āsorry pop, thereās no beers in thereā āuncle [redacted] must have took them with him to the beachā. my dad gets him the beer, as he also did not pick up on the fact that my mom really did not want him having that beer (she ended up being right on this one tho given what happened)
it is agreed among poppopās kids that we are going to show up at the restaurant exactly as it opens at 4 to put our names in so that we can get poppop back home to pennsylvania at a reasonable time bc heās old and theyāre worried about his health. there are 9 people going to the restaurant: me, my sister, my mom, my momās older younger brother and his family, my momās sister, and my poppop. my dad and brother are staying back bc my brother has a ton of allergies and is eating on his own, my momās youngest brother and his kid left in the morning. me, my sister, and the cousin thatās my sisterās age are sent on foot to put our name in and the other six come a little later in two cars. we put our name in, we get our table, all is well. weāre waiting for about 5-10 minutes and then our aunt (my momās sister) comes in. she tells us that poppop fell coming out of the car and heās bleeding heavily from his head and also his knee. she says that poppop is insisting we donāt call an ambulance. my sister and i, who are first aid/for trained and certified, say abso-fucking-lutely not, especially at his age. we tell the server weāre forfeiting our table and we walk outside to see whatās happening. when we walk out we see my mom had the same idea as us bc sheās on the phone with 911. her siblings think sheās overreacting (sheās correct to do this). my older cousin (my age) and his dad are pressing paper towels against poppopās head to stop the bleeding. the restaurant owner (who is friends/familiar with my poppop and is also very old) and his daughter and granddaughter (who run the restaurant) are outside too (this is where they got the paper towels) (they also got a large bag of ice but it wouldnāt help much in the situation). the police arrive, ems not long after. at some point my mom has me call my dad to update him on the situation. ems gets pop bandaged up and on a stretcher in the ambulance. my mom goes with him in the ambulance, and the adultier adults (my momās brother, sister, and her brotherās wife) follow in one of the cars. once my older cousin has washed his hands of the blood (biohazard), my mom has the four of us drive her van back home. our cousinsā mom gives us $40 for dinner.
we drive hack home, we give my dad another update, we eventually get dinner at this italian place on the boardwalk that used to have really good really cheap pizza but has kinda fell to the wayside recently and is hella expensive now but itās possible for me to eat there with my gluten thing which is what really matters. poppop is in the hospital until 9ish at night, the adults are arguing whether he should stay the night in the hospital, stay the night at our beach house, or drive back to pennsylvania and spend the night at home. staying at the hospital would probably be best but he really doesnt want to and the hospital discharges him. by now the other adultier adults have agreed that my mom was right to call 911. itās decided that poppop is going to stay the night at the shore, which is an issue because the fog is really thick and weāre on the second floor of the house so heād have to go up the wet, outdoor stairs to get up here. also because with him and my aunt staying over, we are slightly over capacity when it comes to beds. when he gets there there is a team of about 5 people surrounding him making sure he doesnāt fall again coming up the steps. nobody can agree on the bed situation, nobody is happy, at some point somebody tries to convince my sister to sleep on the trundle bed. itās a mess.
also the whole time all this is happening my parents and sister are arguing about my sisterās birthday/her birthday gifts and my mom is being all uppitty about the fact that she doesnāt drink alcohol
kim soohyun and kim jiwon (my kimkim couple) are literally such good actors along with the insane face card???? like pls tell me they arent real :D & this amnesia plotline has me STRESSING i was watching it w my aunt and she was so invested in it and she was hating on eunsung with me too šš but i acc hate him with all my gut like whenever he comes on screen i skip his scenes bc they are so š¤¢he makes me so mad all i want is some hyunwoo and haein content PLS
hee anon :3
both of them are insanely talented and good-looking like even if the drama wasnt as good as it was i wouldve kept watching just for them theyre seriously so goodš cz honestly the last plotline was a little bit wack haha but at least we got to see how truly EVIL eunsung is honestly ur so real for skipping his scenes and so is ur aunt for getting invested loll, i think they ended it really well though like everything wrapped up nicely it was nice to see that woman in JAIL where she should be and OMG dont get me started on dahye and her man.. forgot his name sorry but i loved them together like one thing about me is i will fuck up a side couple in kdramas i always get soo emotionally attached and these two were perfect but yeah all the hyunwoo and haein content in the last ep was so refreshing im so glad they got their happy ending although the last few minutes were unnecessarily sad ššš but overall it was such a good kdrama i knew i'd have to fill a void once i was done so i started my lovely runner the other day, the vibe is sooo different but its so so cute if u havent u should def watch it cz i need someone to scream about it with lmao like im only 2 eps in and already obsessed its so good!!!!
I can't believe I keep crying about how not more is talked about Anuradha and then boom! I saw your post and now I wanna cry š¤£š¤£
One thing that I want to say to everyone reading this is just that everyone has a different interpretation of the same thing. I'm not taking sides but what I want to highlight is I might pick on different themes and someone else on different themes while analysing the same nakshtra Or anything in general. There's no harm in listening to the other person. Especially if you're self assured about who you are.
Disclaimer: Some of this may trigger y'all although I like to put it in the least offensive way possible
Now coming to the post- where shall I start, Saturn is seen as traditional and stoic. As a Saturn woman I tried very hard to be able to fit in with the ongoing trends that talked about challenging societal beliefs about traditional gender norms. But I authentically always saw myself as more of a traditional woman. Which is something I felt ashamed of. If that makes sense? And honestly Tate's content triggered me a lot (not that I was a subscriber but ofc he's in everyone's feed at this pt. lol) not only because I felt most of it was BS but also because at times I felt like hey I actually want a traditional household but not the picture that he was painting. I just want a normal guy who'll be stable, loyal and caring and ofc I never expect things that I'm not willing to give so it goes both ways. Having said that Saturnians may not be everyone's cup of tea coz we need to be sure about what we're getting into all the time. There's no room for uncertainty imo. Which can go both ways. Similarly being traditional can go towards the extreme. Something that I feel you covered in the post.
End note- We all have a good and bad side. The whole point is some people with some placements end up being on the other spectrum at times or like totally in the way they choose to live while some of us consciously realise where we can change. So my love to you all (non Saturnians included šā¤)
P.S.- Sorry for the biggest rant of the century.
One of my old failed talking stages was an Anuradha Moon man and he had a very strict gym + diet routine + he was studying for his CA and was super disciplined and strict with himself in general. He got shit done and he was super thorough. He always made fun of podcast bros like Andrew Tate. He was a very staunch atheist and was one of those annoying people who thought anybody who had an ounce of faith was an illogical unscientific cretin and he was super aggressive with his beliefs? He made fun of me for praying š It was so crazy to me how he thought Andrew was an asshole but he turned around and imposed his worldview on others without second thought. He also criticised feminism for making girls think they have to do everything men do to "be equal" and he was also super into traditional gender roles. He spoke about how women these days don't "behave like women" š¤®š¤¢š¤®š¤¢etc
He also spoke about how important marriage was to him and he'd "joke" about how he'd keep me in place š« after marriage? He was obsessed with being rich and would brag about his sneaker collection and if I ever complained about anything, he'd say that "people like me have real problems, you're just spoilt" š¤ I just think the nature of Saturn is that whatever they believe in, they take it to extremes. If they're religious, they'll be extremely religious but like this guy who wasn't, he was an extreme atheist. Saturn energy can make someone restricted to their worldview.
Being traditional can be a wonderful thing and I consider myself pretty traditional as well (too traditional for some crowds but too "modern" for other crowds) and many women I admire are also traditional (I'll explore more in part 2 ) but finding a traditional man who is more normal?? (Lol) is a struggle š„²bc a lot of men just think being an alpha asshole = being traditional. The spirituality of Saturn is very inspiring as well and evolved Saturnians are so š«¶āØ
Summary: Between getting cats out of trees, helping old ladies cross the street, stopping thieves, and alien invasions, Peter Parker still finds time to be disgustingly cute on the internet with his girlfriend. In other words, just another random social media au.
Face Claim: Shin Ryujin, so reader is of Korean/East Asian descent.
Pronouns Used: She/Her
Warning(s): Swearing, Implied Sex
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