#can people please stop making shit up for women to be insecure about. please

[snakesinsocks2005]

'Your brastrap is showing'

'Omg vpl--'

Literally Shut up forever women wear underwear. What do you want

[katsukikoi]

Hi Atlas, can I request a headcanon of how the Jujutsu Kaisen boys would react when you stand up for them when someone's talking bad about them.

If it's possible, can you do Gojo, Toji and Choso? I feel like they would be the type of people who usually don't care about what people say about them, but when their partner stands up for them and defends them, they just feel really nice and wondered what they did to deserve someone like you. Thank you! 🥹

Hi sweetheart, ill try my best!

Characters; Gojo, Toji and Choso

warnings; non.

y/n so is sweet, so sweet.

So when she get over protective with Gojo, he gets so swooned.

Gojo, wouldn't think about how others care, in fact he would just take it as a joke and his ego would grow, smirking and smiling.

But, when his little girlfriend gets all protective all because of someone talking shit about him, he wouldn't stop teasing her about it.

"The only reason why your girlfriend is with you is because you have looks and money, you lack a personality. Gojo Satoru." They sneered, Dragging out his name in hate, making gojo only smirk, with a shrug waving them off. It hurt a bit, they weren't wrong, he has the looks and money. He knows that, its engraved in his brain since he was a teen. Spoilt, cocky and dam good looking.

It wasn't different, everyday was like this, it wasn't new to him.

y/n heard them, she glared. Hard. Making the attacker shudder.

"well, i have never heard something so incorrect. Toru' has personality, more than you do. Your only a 2nd grade sorcerer, and your older. Please, do tell me about that? wasn't toru' the one who saved you from a low graded curse the other day? are you really insecure? " y/n calmly spoke, side eying them the whole time as she basically dismissed them

"how embarrassing." she spat out, with a sickeningly sweet smile her hands crossed in a traditional kimono. She wore white, with beautiful blue to match Satoru’s eyes.

The other sorcerer shamefully looked down as they scampered away tail inbetween their legs.

"huphm" she huffed, she turned to look at Satoru, not realising he was already looking at her with a awe struck face.

"baby.." he spoke, whispering as he felt a new emotion he hasnt felt since geto. y/n looked up, blinking as she watched his face, he giggled, picking her up and spinning.

"gojo! what the hell are you doing?" she laughed, putting her forehead with his. Letting him peppering her face. making her giggle more at his antics. She tried to push him off, but couldnt. "i love you" was blabbered out of his mouth as he kissed her face.

Satoru Gojo, would never do that to anyone, but now that he has y/n. He would never let her go, he felt so loved and warm on the inside.

Toji doesn't care about how people talk about him, having been around it everyday even before his girlfriend, and son.

Toji was a strong, very strong man, but he is so weak with his women. It was no surprise that he was flabbergasted and weak to his knees. The way she would carry herself and his son; megumi. God, he was so in love.

"Toji Zenin, you have grown weak, that women has made you weak." the higher ups would nag and nag, toji would just shrug them off as he made them no mind.

"soon your lover, will leave you and your son." The higher up spoke, smugly as if he knew his family. This would make Toji's mind click, and think. "really?" he said, in this mind, he would never say it has he laughed it off.

It wasn't until the said women came in holding young megumi's hand, " oi! stop terrorising my husband huh? you stupid old man. Im surprised that you dont have family with your age." she spoke, now picking up little megumi as he giggled, holding his step mother as he did so. y/n walked pass as she tapped her boyfriends chest, kissing his bicep as she passed.

She looked back at the stuttering and gawking man. "can i help you?" she asked, sassily. Popping her hip as Toji, slowly wrapped a hand around her hip, he wouldn't stop looking at her, smirking as he realised that he wants to marry this women. His gaze shifted from her to megumi who was crawled up on her.

The higher up now long gone as he huffed and walked off.

"Toji, dear are you--" she started as she quickly got pulled into a messy kiss. "Toji..?" she spoke, pulling away as she batted her half-lidded eyes.

Toji laughed as he pulled this family with him, his whole world. " didn't needa' do that sweets." he spoke, pulling her closer. As close as he can as she fitted into his hip, molding with his own body. Fitting nicely.

"well, i didnt like how they were talking about you, s'all." she spoke, shyly as she bopped megumi's nose and kissed it.

"husband huh?" his smile, turning into a wide smirk.

Choso never cared about what the other curses said, only caring about his little brother Yuji and his women y/n.

Choso never recognised anyone else words but y/n's.

He was swooning when he first saw her talking to his little brother, he was shy at first. But as they grew together, he now doesn't stop, grabbing, kissing, touching, talking. Wherever she was, he close by. Watching out for his clumsy women.

“watch where your going you stupid curse.” a teenager spat at the man who looked at him then back at his women, he moved past him as he went to embrace his girl. Who was talking with yuji, smiling as she did so.

“oi! im talking to you!” The teen used 3rd grade jujutsu, ready to attack the man. Not before y/n used her own jujutsu to shield the weak attack. “your an idiot, go back to class.” she spoke, glaring down as she did so. She flicked his head rolling her eyes, “fucking waste of time. Im surpised gojo-sensei saw something in you, beacuse i surely dont.” she mocked, makimg the teen frown. But he listened, running back to his friends embarrassed.

Choso, blinked. Looking back and forth at the scene. He felt his heart flutter, smiling softly at the women.

He turned her by the loop of her belt, He leaned in to give her a peck on the lips. “choso?” she whispered on his lips.

“thank you, you didnt need to baby girl.” he smiled.

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i hope you enjoyed and i pray that was your liking, ots not really a hc, its more of a imagine type thing! if you don’t like it, i can redo it!

( requests are open! look at my page for the rules <3 )

much love, atlas. 💣✨

[miss-multi45]

Hiiiiii love, first I would like to say that I really, REALLY, really LOVE all your writings !!

I saw your request were open, and wondered if you could please write something with the nameless ghouls (Swiss and Sodo are my favorites) but you can pick who in which they find out that they're plus-sized gf has been starving themselves and making themselves throw up, how would they react and deal with it ?

I have really been struggling with my ED lately and could use some fluff :((

Thanks <33

:( bb of course i can :(( i hope you recover soon ♡♡

swiss

heart breaks when he finds out.

why would you do that? you're a goddess defiling her own temple.

listens to you vent and comforts you when you break down.

worships your body even more than he already does.

eats anyone who shames your body.

sodo

starts flaming when he figures it out.

angrily storms about yelling at people that he thinks put that sick thought in your pretty princess mind.

melts when he finds out it was you.

will lay you down on the bed and kneels beside it, running his claws up and down your body.

"you are my whole heart. don't ever forget that."

phantom

what..? but..but why?

poor baby gets so confused that he starts to cry with you.

presses some tear-soaked kisses to your tummy while tearfully babbling on about how ethereal you and your body are.

"please stop..I wanna help you through it but I don't know how.."

mountain

this man lives for plus size women and you CANNOT convince me otherwise.

he does the following at night when it's raining:

brings you into his greenhouse/room and worships your body throughout the whole entire night, and kisses the tears away when you cry.

points out everything you're insecure about.

"you see this? the cute little pouch at the bottom of your stomach? that's your uterus, reminding you that there's nothing wrong with your tummy. and the stretch marks on your thighs are what makes them such a good pillow."

apologies if this was shit. me personally I love plus size girlies like y'all are fucking ETHEREAL. TEACH ME YOUR WAYS OF BEAUTY!!

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 30 here/ Series Masterlist

Chapter 31

Summary : You and Loki try to balance your work, love lives and the stubborn jealousy that you feel regarding the female attention he's getting. But you're not the only one who's jealous in this relationship.

Warning: 18+, there's sex, Long chapter, almost 6k words, HUGE Canon divergence (Just me making shit up), A dose of angst, mention of stalking, Reader has deeply rooted insecurities, but she's also Pms'ing, mention of psychological torture, mention of physical and sexual assault, mention of menstruation, ptsd, self deprecating behaviour, panic attack, soft precious bean loki, polite bean Loki, Dalia, Loki showing signs of being a little subby baby

You were watching Loki get prepped for the press conference that was scheduled for few minutes later, they had straightened his hair, put makeup on him as if he needed it and he was dressed in an posh looking branded suit you didn't care to learn the name of, though you should have, your job was to take care of him in every way. Personally and professionally.

Sexually even, you shouldn't have been thinking about him bending you over the dresser and taking you but he had been such a tease all day long, everytime you two were alone he pulled you in his arms and kissed you so tenderly as he held your cheeks that moments after the kiss was over and other people had rushed into the room you found yourself dazed and confused.

It's been more than two weeks since you had gotten here, and a week since you started to work for him as his assistant. To say that your mother was livid would be a huge understatement, she was angry when you told her that you had a job offer in NYC but she went ballistic when you told her that Loki from Asgard, the guy who terrorized earth was going to be your boss, in her mind he was a criminal and she didn't understand how did you even approach them for the job.

She sent you plenty of videos as a warning of women who had fallen in love with criminals and ruined their lives. He wasn't no killer or a murderer though, he was a man overdriven by betrayal and lies at first and then he was tortured for so long, contrary to what your mother believed he was no psychopath, he felt guilt and remorse, he felt empathy for those who had gotten hurt because of his misdeeds, and he was utterly crazily, obsessively in love with you.

He was also having terrifying dreams of Thanos and he feared that they were not just dreams but a warning for him, he had tried to make these Avengers take him seriously but Tony was the only one who really believed in him, he had seen the impending darkness and the horror when he reached the other side of the portal.

"This is obstructive, loosen it up please" he mumbled as he pulled on his tie but his stylist swatted his hand away and asked him to not mess with it. A woman around your age was doing his makeup and she seemed to touch his face more than she needed to, you didn't blame her, you would have done the same thing but these things often sent you in a bit of a frenzy, you always felt afraid of some other woman catching his eyes.

"Did you memorize your speech?" Dalia asked as soon as she barged in the room,

"What speech?" He joked and she gave him a deathly glare, if she thought Tony was hard to manage, Loki was her living nightmare.

"Okay in ten minutes, we will go out so everyone leave the room and let him relax…chop chop guys" she clapped her hands so everyone stopped doing whatever they were doing and hurried out of the room, you got up from your chair as well but then you heard your name

"Y/n?" He called out your name and Dalia turned around as well to look at you,

"Yes sir" you turned to him but his eyes were on Dalia.

"You can leave, I just need to run my speech one more time and require a fresh set of ears" he said to Dalia and she nodded before she walked out and closed the door behind her.

As soon as she was gone he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him, you had a pretty formal red dress on and as much as he despised the color he couldn't deny that you looked amazing in everything you wore.

"Don't think I'll get used to you addressing me like that" you chuckled as he mumbled softly before his lips latched onto your neck, you closed your eyes and moaned slightly as he moved up and pressed a kiss on your earlobe

"Are you nervous sir?" You enunciated the term more sensually and he groaned in response but you could tell he was a bit nervous about the conference.

"I despise it that i have to do this all over again"

"I know baby" you spoke softly as you loosened his tie, unbuttoned the top button and then fixed the tie back on its place, he didn't need the death grip on his neck.

"Well atleast i have my princess here this time" you smiled as he said that, your arms flung around his shoulders and you pecked on his lips softly.

"You'll do great baby..i believe in you"

"Mmmm thank you..I'd need some assistance after the event" he mumbled in your ears while his hands lowered down from your back to your hips, he gave your cheeks a good squeeze and you couldn't help but moan in response, you were just praying that nobody else will barge in.

"Mmm careful I don't want to wrinkle your clothes"

"You say that as if it's something that can not be fixed by a bit of magic"

"You're so naughty..maybe i should put you in your place after this"

"Norns darling – you have no idea what it does to me" he placed your hand over the bulge on his pants so you gave him a slight stroke. In the last few days you two have been exploring a lot, especially since he showed you his jotun side he had been overly clingy which didn't bother you in the slightest, he didn't transform into his natural form since that night but he had come close often, you knew he was trying hard to allow his other side, his natural side to come out whenever he was around you but it wasn't easy for him at all and you wanted to be patient with him.

You cupped his cheeks and kissed him as lovingly as you could before you pulled away from him.

"Okayyy that is it, you have to go out there in a minute…do your magicky thing" you said to him as you fixed his tie one more time and then his erection was gone.

Once you both entered the auditorium you bumped into Thor so he gave you a smile.

"Soooo how did it go?" You asked him and the blush on his face was enough to give you the answer you anticipated but you still enjoyed teasing him.

"Thank you lady y/n for the motivation and for assuring me that I would be forgiven, she will visit in a week, I'd love for you two to meet" you smiled as he said that. You missed Jane and you were excited to meet her as well.

Everything was going according to the plan, but when it was turn for his speech Loki ripped the paper containing the speech he had in front of him and then he proceeded to speak from his heart, he didn't shy away as he talked about the the harm he had caused to the people of Midgard but he incessantly vowed to redeem himself and begged for their apology. He was doing everything he could to fix it and you just wanted people to give him a chance like they did last time even though he had no fake partner to parade around with this time.

"Did you fucking know about this?" Dalia asked you so you immediately denied, you absolutely despised her being your employer and would have quit if it wasn't for Loki, but you had no other choice. Even though she was pulling her hair out with nervousness his heartfelt speech was received positively and according to a poll conducted by CNN forty percent of population was already compelled to believe him.

"You could have gone with the original speech" Dalia said to him as you, Loki and her walked back to the dressing room.

"The original speech was pretentious and diplomatic, I don't intend to lie or make fool of those people again "

"Again?" She questioned him but he didn't answer, she sent you off with his stylist to arrange for the party that was scheduled to happen a few days later and as soon as you were out of sight she turned to him.

"Is she working well or can we hire someone more productive.. maybe someone who knows what they are doing" she said to him, clearly annoyed and the tone of her voice made him upset but he couldn't have said much.

"She's doing her best, she listens to me and she knows what I need, and she doesn't start salivating as soon as I'm in her surrounding unlike those other ladies you would have chosen for me"

He said to her sternly and she groaned before she left.

He wasn't able to see you all day long though he had planned to do so, it was getting more and more difficult to spend time with you but he managed somehow, he made sure he got you for himself atleast for a few hours a day, everyday.

A few days later Dalia had organised a party, a social meet and greet for him, several journalists and social media personalities were to come at this party and he was already exhausted. When he reached the lounge his eyes scanned for you and he found you talking to Bucky. You had a silver cocktail dress on and he was always intimidated by the attention this James was giving you, he has been alive for thousands of years and he always had an inkling when a man such as him had eyes for a women like you.

As you looked at him you said something to Bucky before you walked towards him.

"Hello handsome you look good" he looked deadly, the black blazer and white tee combo was killer, he smiled as he looked at you up and down, the dress was sinful and he had to get you alone sooner or later.

"You look beautiful princess"

"Shhhhh" you gave him the eyes as he called you by the pet name.

"Is there anything you need sir?" You asked him so he nodded.

"Dance with me" he grabbed your hand and your eyes widened but before you could say anything he dragged you in the middle of the floor and you both began to slow dance. You did like the song, always made you smile

I knew when we collided

You're the one I had decided who's one of my kind

"Everyone is staring at us lo" you said as you looked around.

"Let them stare, we are just dancing" There weren't any strangers at the party just yet so he wasn't that worried.

"Ahhh that…that reminds me of us.. remember?" Pepper said to Tony as she looked at you both so he smiled, grabbed her hand and took her to the dance floor, soon Bruce and Natasha joined as well, you often wondered if something was going on between them.

As the people started to fill the lounge Loki got busier with taking pictures with strangers he didn't even know, according to Dalia the more social media presence he would have the less threatening he would seem.

You got a drink and found a couch in the farthest corner of the lounge. Never ever in your wildest dreams you thought that your life would change so drastically, well okay maybe you did think of such wild scenarios in your wildest dreams but truth was you were not made for this type of lifestyle, it was just just too much interaction with too many people you didn't know.

As anxiety began to build up you put your drink down and walked towards the balcony to get some fresh air, you haven't been out of this tower since you got here, Dalia needed you to start right away and you didn't even have the chance to go back to your apartment to get your stuff, as much as you enjoyed being here with the love of your life you did miss the quiet and peace you felt in the privacy of your apartment at the end of the day. This was a perfect lesson for you to learn that grass was always greener on the other side.

"Hey there" you smiled as you spotted Bucky leaning against the railing, he was a bit unstable at times, he had do intensive therapy and even attacked his therapist a few days ago so he was on constant watch.

"Shouldn't you be inside assisting the manchild in there?" you frowned as he said that.

"He's not a manchild, in fact he's doing so well considering he never had to lift a finger of his own to get something in his life" he chuckled as you defended him.

"How are you doing here? I find this place more insufferable than a freaking prison" he said as he sipped on his drink.

"Well it can be daunting at times but we should count on our blessings don't you think?" He smiled at the comment.

"You are naive aren't you?"

You were anything but naive, he had no idea what you and Loki had suffered through to be with each other.

Loki had found you talking to Bucky again and he hated it, for some reason he didn't trust the guy, there's nothing James had done to him to warrant that sort of mistrust but he just felt innately jealous of him because he knew he had his eyes on you.

He called you on the phone, he had one now thankfully and he saw that you picked it up instantly.

"Yes sir, you need me?" You asked him in a formal voice you had adapted for this job so he smiled.

"I need you all the time princess, turn around" you turned around and gave him a smile as you spotted him.

"I'll be right there" you made your way inside again but before you could reach him he was taken away by two women who wanted to click pictures with him, he looked like a headless chicken between them, one of them had her arm around his waist, the other one was tall enough to wrap her hands around his neck as if he was her long lost friend.

"God you smell so good, what cologne do you use?" one of the girls asked him seductively but instead of responding he just excused himself and walked towards you.

"What good that will do for your image?" You questioned him, you had a fake smile on your face

"I have no clue, i have chosen to not question Dalia's methods anymore"

"Fair enough, so what did you need?" He noticed the annoyance in your tone and his brows furrowed.

"I'm sensing an attitude here, what did I do?"

"I'm just doing my job sir" he bit on his cheek and you sighed, the sudden mood swing made you realise that you must be pms'ing again.

"Sorry, I'm just overwhelmed and all these women around you–"

"Well it's not as if you don't talk to other men darling " you opened your mouth to say something but he walked out of the conversation, your eyes teared up at the gesture and before this would escalate you decided to just leave the party and calm down.

It's been nine months since you had known him, it was longer than any guy had tolerated you to be honest, your insecurities and constant mood swings that resulted from it was enough to drive them away from you eventually.

As soon as Loki saw you leaving he felt horrible, you had made several sacrifices for him and he needed to control his jealousy so he could treat you better, perhaps he should just tell you that he didn't like it when you spent time with James.

You had insecurities regarding him, you had been betrayed and cheated on and you may have moved on from those people but the scar they left behind never really healed, you feared he'd do the same to you even though he had no intentions of ever putting you through such pain, he'd die before he touched another woman in this lifetime.

As soon as the opportunity occurred he got himself out of the party but before he could go talk to you he was called to leave for an urgent mission, the whole team was leaving to track down this notorious ring of arms dealer and he had to prepare for the mission so he called you instead but you didn't pick up at all. Half an hour later you called him back so he picked it up,

"Yes sir, you needed me?" You asked him so he sighed deeply.

"Can I speak with my girlfriend miss y/n?" You didn't say anything for a good few seconds, you didn't want to fight with him, of course not, but you just felt cranky but you didn't want to take it out on him

"Look I'm sorry–"

"Darling I'm leaving for a mission, I will return tomorrow" he said abruptly,

"Wait..what?"

"Something about some arms dealers, I don't have the full information –"

"Where are you? I need to see you lo"

"I'm already heading towards the quinjet, I was calling you, where were you?"

"You could have just come and see me"

"I didn't have that much time to spare –"

"Yeah okay, it's all my fault– just be safe and come back to me okay?" You said hurriedly but he didn't have the time to console you at the moment.

"We are going to discuss this tomorrow alright? I love you" he barely whispered the love confession, someone must have been around him and you understood that.

"I love you" your eyes welled up as he hung up. Why did you have to be this way and sabotage things when they were going just fine?

You couldn't sleep all night just thinking of all the horrible things that could happen to him on this mission and how your last conversation with him wasn't really loving on your part, you never ever wanted him to leave this way ever again. You sent him a text or two but he didn't respond and that made you feel worse.

When you woke up the next morning you quickly got ready and called Loki but his cell phone was unreachable, so you called Thor and his phone was unreachable too, when you enquired you learned that they haven't returned yet but you had no reason to believe that they were in any sort of danger.

You couldn't eat or even breathe properly for that matter, you just wanted him to come back, you were going to go sulk in your room when Dalia called you in her office on the 17th floor,

"Can I come in?" You knocked on her door and as soon as you entered she started to yell at you,

"Did you know about this?" She turned her laptop towards you and you read the headline that was making her so angry

"The new Avenger is sleeping his way around town"

"Wait what? Is this about Loki?" You asked her so she glared at you.

"Who else? Did he have sex with this girl that came to the party ? Laura?"

"That's not possible, he was there most of the night and then he left for the mission" you read the content of the article and apparently that girl had posted the photo on Facebook claiming that she got lucky with him last night and it had gone viral almost immediately.

"Then what the fuck is this y/n?"

"Well it seems baseless to me, what is the source of the article? I mean anyone can say anything and these people will just publish it without any legit facts or proof"

"It doesn't matter whether this is fake or not, people are going to gossip and it's bad publicity for a man like him"

"Yeah but it's not his fault, maybe if he wasn't forced to click millions of pictures with these social media celebrities, nothing like this would have happened" she glared at you as you said that.

"Are you doubting the way I work y/n? You know how long it has been since I have been working in this field? Don't get overconfident here alright? You're lucky that for some reason he don't want me to get rid of you"

"Trust me Dalia I'm not the fortunate one here" you walked out of her office as you dropped the mic on her, but more so because you didn't want her to fire you on the spot, you didn't really enjoy having such confrontations.

You bumped into Pepper Potts in the elevator so you gave her a polite genuine smile.

"Something wrong?" She asked you as she looked at your sullen face,

"No it's just my boss.."

"Loki?" Well yeah him too but you weren't upset with him, you just wanted him to come back so you can hug him, spoil him and then give him a piece of your mind.

"No…I mean i work for Dalia basically so she's my boss"

"Ahhh I see, been there, she's not easy to please is she?'" you looked at her as she said that, usually all the women around here intimidated you because they seemed so strong and independent, so powerful and fierce but most of them were easy to talk to,

"Well she's kind of a — she's just..."

"A bitch I Know" your eyes widened as she said that "I have been here for years now, i started as as an assistant too, she made my life living hell at times but Tony helped me through it, I'm sure she's just pissed history is repeating itself" you smiled as she said that. Your history with Loki wasn't same as her and Tony but you could see how she made a connection, for them you came here a few weeks ago and miraculously landed this job.

"Noo me and Loki…we are not–"

"Oh come on it's pretty transparent, there is a chemistry, everyone can see it" you looked at her shocked as she said that,

"Everyone can?"

"Well most of us can"

"Well it won't really be wise to start something with my boss anyways soo.." her floor arrived so she smiled before she stepped out but she turned to look at you before she walked away.

"That's what I said"

A few hours later they had returned, the news of Avengers successfully tracking down the biggest chain of arms dealers in NYC was all over the news.

Loki saw plenty of messages as soon as his phone was in serviceable reach so he responded quickly to ease some of those insecurities of yours, you must have spent a restless night, he had no relief either,

He didn't want to leave when things were tensed between you two and when you clearly needed him but he had no other choice, he couldn't have opted out of going for this mission, he was merely a glorified prisoner for now.

A few moments later he was in your room, freshly showered but bruised as well, he had several marks on his face but some had started to heal already.

"If you ever leave me again without seeing me I will not speak with you for days and that is not a baseless threat" you glared at him so he smiled and walked towards you, his arms wrapped around your waist and he bent down so he could place his head right in the middle of your chest. You placed your nose on his head to take a whiff of his hair, you had horrible thoughts all night long, you just wanted him to come back safely to you.

"I'm sorry my darling" he traced his lips upwards and kissed the exposed skin of your neck, you just had a tank top on with a pair of booty shorts, you knew what you were doing dressing up this way "I was jealous too last night, i don't enjoy seeing you have a conversation with that man Barnes, you're not the only one feeling that way" he whispered in your ear so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him.

"Do you want me to ignore him?" His mouth curved into a smile at the offer, he should have taken it but that would be unfair to you.

"No.. that would be selfish and controlling of me, I don't want to be that man, I want to be better sweetheart, you make me want to be better for you, you deserve that and more, you deserve everything I can offer you"

He picked you up immediately and laid you down on the bed underneath him, your fingers traced over the bruises on his face and he moaned in response, he always seemed so pretty, so graceful whenever he was being touched so tenderly, he was so powerful but during such moments he always allowed you to be the one to protect him from every horrible thing out there, he needed you to coddle him as if he was barely a damsel in distress in the need of saving.

"You don't feel annoyed and bothered by my constant cribbing?" He chuckled as you said that but he could sense the hurt in the way you said those words to him, he fully intended to rid you of all those insecurities.

"I do feel bothered by them, but not for the reasons you might assume, I'm bothered that you are so tormented by such thoughts when I'm not there by your side but you need to remember how far we have come, I'll remind you over and over again that i belong to you and solely you and I'll do it for all of our eternities, but when I'm not here you need to remind yourself that you're the womanI almost annihilated the multiverse for, do you remember that?" You nodded as he questioned you softly, his voice was a sweet whisper in your ears as if he was trying to engrave his words in your subconscious mind, his thumb caressed over your cheekbone gently,

"I'd never ever hurt you in a way that would break the trust you have in me, i would never corrupt or taint the sanctity of this pure relationship we have here, you hear me sweet sweet girl do you not?" He cooed again

"I hear you lo..I'm so sorry so sorry" you mumbled and he latched his lips onto yours,

"Shhhh I don't need an apology my love, you're all perfect to me"

"So are you"

"You will be bleeding soon, want to make love to me?" He mumbled and you nodded in desperation

"How do you know?"

"I just do, it's the way your scent changes before that, it's a sickly sweet smell of your skin, before you run your thoughts over let me just remind you that I enjoy it, it's equally as scintillating as your natural scent is, perhaps even more"

"Goddddsss" you took his shirt off and he was already undoing both of your pants, the condom sheathed his cock magically and he rubbed the swollen tip of his length over your clit then he tapped over the swollen nubs gently,

"Don't tease me lo..pleasee"

He smiled at the sheer desperation in your voice and barely nudged the tip inside your warm entrance slowly.

"Mmmm I'm sorry.. I will be good i promise" he murmured, his breaths were heavy, his heartbeat already so fast you could feel them thumping under his chest.

"Mmm good boy, i love you" you moaned as he slowly pressed in deeper and deeper,

"How much do you love me, miss? Do you adore me?" He asked, his voice almost whimpery in your ears,

"More than anything in the world i promise"

"Mmmm thank you, thank you" he mumbled as he set a slow sensual rhythm of his hips, every moment made you crumble more and more.

"Sweet baby, climb up a little will you, I know you want me to do that thing again, don't you?" He nodded desperately as he realized what you were hinting at.

He placed his forearms over your head so his chest was on your face level, his hips never stopped moving, a few days ago you accidentally discovered that he enjoyed having his nipples sucked and damn if he didn't have the most perfect set, you were kissing from his neck down like you usually did and when you sucked on his right nipple you felt his whole body shiver with the feeling, he was almost embarrassed of it so you showed him he had nothing to feel ashamed of.

As you placed your lips over his right nub, you felt his cock twitching vigorously inside you, you flicked your tongue over and over before you sucked on him slowly, the moans and groans of that gorgeous ethereal man on top of you was nothing less than a symphony in your ears, you switched your attention to the other side for a good while before he slid down again and kissed you as passionately as he could, you treated him this way, you took care of him in every fucking sense of the word and then somehow you still felt scared that he'd ever be able to do anything that would make him lose this precious person underneath him.

He didn't blame you though, he understood your fears for he had the same ones, he just knew with time both of you will learn to let go of them, he truly believed that. You bit on his neck as you approached your orgasms together and then you both came in unison, it was desperate and needy, especially after that little argument this was exactly what you needed to calm those thoughts. He hid his face between the crook of your neck as he waited to recover, your fingers were running over his scalp and he just wanted to purr like a kitten but he resisted the urge to do that just yet.

"In bed? Well i certainly hope so" You chuckled as he said that.

"Loki?" You called his name so he looked at you "I'm pretty sure we will end up here again"

"No i meant the stupid argument..I'm just .. always terrified of losing you to other women, I know its silly and it's nothing to do with me not trusting you, I do trust you completely, i know my bestest friend in the whole world will never hurt me so cruelly but I'm just always afraid, I get ticked off for no reason.. I don't want to fight with you but I know it will happen" he smiled as you finished speaking, your eyes were teary, his heart clenched at the thought of people hurting you so deeply so many times that you always lived in fear, he knew you were always betrayed by those you trusted and he never wanted to end up being one of those people in your life.

"And that's okay, that is absolutely alright my love, my life is full of happiness with you in it, it's something I never really had before, and i would rather have us argue with each other and jump in bed to love each other like this then not have you at all, you are never going to drive me away no matter how many times we do this i promise you"

You hugged him as tightly as you could, you had nothing left to say to him about this, he didn't get annoyed, he didn't get upset with you or told you that you were overthinking, he validated your feelings and that was more than you have ever had in your life, he cleaned you up soon after and then you both took a nap together since none of you really got any sleep last night.

You were called in Dalia's office again so you decided to deal with that first. What did she want now ? When you entered her office Loki was there too,

When you woke up you found yourself wrapped up in the same blanket he had given you in the previous timeline, when did he even have the time to make it again you wondered. You clutched on it and basked in it for a good few minutes before you had to get up. You felt hungry and you were excited to see Jane, though you knew she wouldn't remember you at all, you just hoped the friendship would bloom again.

"Do I have to remind you all the time that you're on duty here? He has been unattended for hours now. Go bring him a cup of coffee and an iced tea for me" you looked at him and he mouthed a sorry so you sighed and turned around to grab him some, he would have asked for it if he needed it.

"You know Lady Dalia if I was you, I wouldn't be treating her this way, you want to know why?" She glared at him as he said that

"Are you threatening me?" He smiled but then his expressions changed, there was a manic look in his eyes all of a sudden.

"I'm enlightening you, she's a sweet girl and she puts up with a lot of my nuisance so next time you see her I need you to be nicer to her, i promise that won't kill you, am I being clear?" He asked her, his voice wasn't aggressive, he was calm and polite as he could be but she got the message.

"Can I just ask what is it that you like about her?"

"I do not like her, nor I have any interests in pursuing such a romantic relationship with her that you might think so quit worrying and do your job, can we sue this website that published this fake news about me?" He diverted the topic to stop her from thinking about you, when you returned you gave her the tea as well as the coffee, she took a sip and had something to complain of but Loki glared at her so she ate her words.

"Atta girl" he whispered almost inaudibly and Dalia's face flushed, less from embarrassment and more from a certain feeling she didn't wish to bear for the man next to him. You noticed the look on her face and your instant reaction was to facepalm.

It was clear to you that you just had to get used to women lusting after your man so brazenly. It was inevitable at this point.

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Note : Things are going to spice up from the next chapter again i promise, wanted you guys to enjoy the fluff and smut for timebeing. He's so close to calling her mommy in bed at this point.

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[blackenedsnow]

Do you think you can write anything where Chucky/Charles cheers the reader up? Especially if it was related to her(reader) feeling fat and unattractive, you know. Just some fluff

killer confidence

WARNING: Mention of insecurities related to body image

PAIRING: Chucky & (Fem) Reader

NOTE: I'm so glad I'm finally getting requests ughh!! Thank you for your ask. I hope this is alright!

SUMMARY: Feeling insecure about your appearance, especially your weight, you try to hide those feelings, but Chucky, always observant in his twisted way, notices something's off.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror, frowning as your eyes scanned over every flaw you thought you could see. The shirt you were wearing felt tight today, tighter than usual, clinging to your body in ways you didn’t like. Your pants felt snug, and no matter how many times you tugged at the fabric, trying to loosen it, nothing helped. You sighed, pulling at your shirt again, wishing you could just disappear.

“What the hell’s your problem?”

You startled, turning around to see Chucky sitting on the edge of the dresser, arms crossed and a bemused smirk on his face.

“Nothing,” you muttered, turning back to the mirror and running your hands over your midsection again, hoping that maybe this time it would look different. “Just… don’t feel great today.”

Chucky raised an eyebrow, his smirk faltering just a bit. “Oh yeah? What’s eating at you now?”

You hesitated, not really wanting to talk about it. How could you explain the constant insecurity, the way your mind twisted every reflection into something worse, something uglier? You already felt ridiculous for letting it get to you so much.

“It’s stupid,” you finally said, waving your hand dismissively. “I just feel… fat. Ugly. Whatever. It doesn’t matter.”

Chucky snorted, but there was a glint of something in his eyes—something that wasn’t just mockery. “That’s what you’re worried about? Jesus, you women and your body image shit. It’s always the same thing.”

You glared at him, expecting some snide comment or cruel joke. That was his usual way of handling things, after all—harsh humor, crude remarks. It was just who he was.

But instead, he surprised you.

“You know, you’re the only one who sees yourself like that,” Chucky said, hopping down from the dresser and sauntering over to you. “I don’t know where you’re gettin’ this idea that you’re ‘fat’ or ‘ugly’ or whatever the hell’s goin’ on in that head of yours, but it’s complete bullshit.”

You blinked, turning to face him fully now, caught off guard by the sudden shift in his tone. “You… think so?”

He rolled his eyes. “Of course I think so. You think I’d hang around here if you weren’t worth looking at? C’mon, give me a little credit. I’ve got standards.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Leave it to Chucky to make a compliment sound like an insult.

He smirked, clearly pleased with himself for getting a reaction out of you. “See? That’s better. You’re too busy worrying about what you think you look like to realize you’ve got nothing to be whining about.”

“But I don’t feel—” you started, but Chucky cut you off with a sharp wave of his hand.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. You don’t feel like you look good. You’re stuck in that shitty little brain of yours, obsessing over crap that doesn’t matter. But let me tell you somethin’, sweetheart—none of that changes the fact that you're not fuckin' ugly, no matter what you think.”

Your face flushed at his blunt words. “Chucky, you really—”

“—need to stop bein’ so goddamn nice? Yeah, I know.” He shrugged, pacing in front of you with his usual swagger. “But let me make this clear. I’ve seen a lotta people in my time—real sickos, gorgeous dames, ugly bastards, you name it—and you? You’re a damn knockout compared to most of ‘em.”

You felt your heart lift slightly at his words, despite how gruff they were. “You really think that?”

Chucky rolled his eyes again but nodded, a grin creeping back onto his face. “Hell yeah, I do. You think I’d bother stickin’ around if you weren’t worth it? I may be a killer, but I’m not blind.”

You laughed softly again, the weight of your earlier insecurity starting to fade under his strangely endearing pep talk.

“And another thing,” he said, pointing at you with that little plastic hand. “If anyone tries to tell you otherwise? I’ll gut ‘em, no questions asked. They won’t know what hit ‘em.”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “I’m sure you would.”

“Damn right.”

You shook your head, still smiling. “Thanks, Chucky. I mean it. I guess I’ve just been in my head a lot lately.”

"Yeah, yeah, don’t get all mushy on me now," he grumbled, though there was a hint of a grin on his face. "But seriously, stop tearing yourself down. You’ve got better things to focus on—like helping me figure out how to take out the neighbors. That guy across the street’s been pissing me off for weeks."

You snorted. "Yeah, I’ll get right on that."

Chucky nodded, satisfied. "Good. And hey, if you ever start feeling like this again, just remember: I don’t hang around fuckin' losers. You’re stuck with me, so that should tell you something."

It was probably the closest thing to a compliment Chucky could manage, but it meant more than you’d expected. The tension that had been weighing on you for most of the day started to ease, and for the first time in hours, you didn’t feel quite so bad about yourself.

Maybe it was just the absurdity of getting a pep talk from a killer doll, but you actually felt a little better. And for now, that was enough.

[yuyu1024]

Midnight rain

Pairings: S.coups × y/n

Genre/tags: idol dating, confession, hidden feelings

Warning: insecurity, unsureness, relationship issue, cursing, [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 0.7k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Check pinned post ♥️

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"What did you say?" You ask. "I didn't... I didn't hear you properly..." you stutter.

But that was a lie. You did hear him. You heard him loud and clear that each word echoed and still ringing in your ears

"I said... I'm going to ask Shanie to be my girlfriend... officially."

That fucking hurts. You wanted to scream and walk away. You wanted to ask him why. You wanted him to say that it was all a joke.

But looking at his smile, his eyes it is true.

"Oh..." You force a smile and smacks his shoulder, "Congrats! Y-you.. finally have the courage to ask her... that's awesome!"

Then there was a moment of silent that stretched between the two of you. You tried to ignore it. You went on to look up to the sky and watch the fireworks fill up the night with beautiful colors. You kept your smile even though your hands are literally shaking. Your so good at hiding it.

Or that's what you thought.

"Y/n..."

"Hmm?"

"Are you really happy? I mean... me asking Shanie to be my girlfriend..."

"Ahm, of course! Why would I not be?"

"Stop it." He adjusted his position. He's facing you more. "Stop pretending... I'm not blind..."

"What are you talking about?" You were trying so hard to brush it off.

You can face it. You can't talk about it.

The feelings you and Seungcheol have for each other. The feelings that the both of you kept on pushing back, acting like it does not exist even though both of you feel the vibrations in your hearts.

"Cheolie..." you closed your eyes and took a deep breathe first. "Please..."

"Please what? I don't get it! I like you. You like me. But you keep on choosing to avoid it. Why? What's wrong with choosing me? What's wrong with... allowing yourself to love me?"

"You know, we can't be together." You look away. "It's complicated..."

"Is it because of my work? Being an idol? You know I don't care what the media says. You know I can handle it! My fans... they will understand it. If not everyone... or immidately but they will someday so... It's fine."

"But I do care." You sighed. "I can't handle it... people talking shit about you. Saying mean things... your career... I... it matters to me..."

"So... you're willing to sacrifice your own feelings... and mine for my career? You think thats more important than you?"

You try to calm yourself so you would not cry. You are in public and with his family. Yes, his family. You two have been friends for a while and his family have treated you like theirs. They invited you in this family outing because its been a while since Seungcheol had a break at work.

"Y/n... please..."

"I know how much your work means to you... your members... your fans... making music, singing and performing...is your life."

"But you are part of my life too!"

"Cheolie..." you stood up and about to walk away but he pulls you back down again.

"Why are you like this? You've always told me to follow my heart and dreams... and I did with music and now I'm following it for you . I am in love with you y/n."

"People will hear." You hiss at him. "Cheolie... please..."

"Do you want us to stay like this? As friends?"

You paused and looked at him. "Yes."

"You... really are okay with me to date other women?"

"No... but... it's safer for you..."

"What's the difference of me dating them to you dating me?"

"They are better than me. People would accept them..."

"What?" His brows furrowed. He can't believe what she's saying. Her insecurities. Because for him, she's perfect just the way she is. "Is my love not enough... to make you feel... loved... content... secure...?"

You started to tear up and sob. "No... And you don't deserve to be with someone who needs constant reaffirmation... someone who haven't started the process of loving herself..."

"But... Y/n... I love you... I fucking love you..."

"I know... I do to... but... I'm not the right person for you... you deserve someone better."

[pettyprocrastination]

Abby x reader head canons?

I will say may not be the best representation for her character because I've only watched (many) play troughs and not played the game yet cause I no longer have my play station :( but I am absolutely horrendously down bad for her ngl so here we go (also abby is closeted wlw in this sorry guys)

warnings: repressed sapphic feelings, gets a little sexual at the ending but nothing major, jealousy, mostly just fluff here cause im easing myself into her character

I feel like she's not particularly into pda? not anything egregious but she'll have an arm around you is enough, maybe a hand in the back pocket to give you a lil bum squeeze but even that's pushing it. She doesn't want to be obnoxious like *those* couples (she does actually) but she wants people to know your hers.

connecting to this I feel like she gets jealous pretty easily. Not from a place of seeing you as property but from her own insecurities and worrying that you'll find somebody "better" which means sometimes she'll give a snide little comment when you've been hanging out with somebody else that makes you pull back and go "excuse me?" often leading to her either talking herself into a corner or going silent and passive aggressive until your able to pull the truth out of her, often times after the anger has fizzled out hours later and she slips into your room with a soft mumbled apology when you tell you that you love her and only her but that doesn't mean she gets to be an asshole to you for it. (she makes it up to you though. all night long in fact)

braid her hair. please braid her hair. It's a small sign of love that makes her go absolutely crazy. The feeling of your nails gently scritching her scalp has her stretching out like a cat in a sunbeam on a lazy sunday afternoon. She'll set her head in your lap while you undo the braid and run your fingers through her soft locks until she slowly drifts off to sleep because she just feels so at peace with you that she's comfortable letting her guard down and falling asleep

even if you have very short hair, you probably end up wearing one of her hair ties on your wrists because she tends to lose them + its a little part of her to keep by your side :') (i will say its interesting that in the show, it seems like ellie keeps her hair tied back with a hairtie that seems to have been cut, so she has to wrap it around and then tie a knot which makes sense because i'd gather that elastic isn't that easy to come across post apocalypse yknow. I think it'd be cute if you like. found a scrunchie or smthn for her that even though its not her style she's still wear it cause its a gift from you :'))

that being said? i imagine after everything she's been through she's a pretty light/paranoid sleeper so if you slip from the bed for any reason be ready to see her padding after you, squinted eyes and grumbling with sleep still in her voice as she mumbles 'where you goin'?' because babygirl woke up without you by her side and it caused her to panic :(

confident in her body. She's worked hard on her physique and she knows you enjoy it, so don't be surprised to see her not-so-subtlety flex if she catches you eyeing her up. You'll roll your eyes at her peacocking but it doesn't stop that lovesick smile from growing on your face that makes her feel all giddy. Bunch of goofballs in love right here <3

idk why but she gives me a bit closeted energy growing up. I feel like she probably got plenty of shit for being a tomboy and she gives me the energy of those girls who are like "women can be masculine and straight you know >:(" but so incredibly gay lmao (knew countless gals like this god bless them all) but yeah she'll huff and puff because just because she's not girly doesn't mean she's gay but also likes it when you sleep in her bed and you guys tell stories and fall asleep in eachothers arms, sometimes she'll stay awake so she can watch how peaceful you are and maybe maybe think about kissing you and how soft your body would feel in her hands and the little noises you'd make and that makes her feel something owen never did. but yknow. she's still super straight

[bisexualsdeservebetter]

Please hear me out and don’t start bashing me or cussing me out.

I’ve a lot inner struggle and insecurity when it comes to bisexuality, no one will ever accepts it and I sure as hell don’t accept it as of now. And everytime I come close to it, something reminds me not to.

There’s this bi guy (didn’t know he was bi or content creator) that I really liked since 2017… and then he nicely rejected me. Then years later I find he’s adult content creator and all his content is gay on onlyfans. I’ve stalked his every social media account and I’m just so bitter and hurt because I feel so inadequate and worthless because I’m sure he rejected me solely for being a woman. Yet he’s always faking this “Mr. Nice” persona on twitter and advocating for women issues and shit. He’s so popular w the women, yet all his likes and tweets are about men and how he’s trying to get over his baby mama. I hate him so much. Never has someone hurt my pride like that.

So now I just have this bitter dark feeling in my chest that makes me HATE him and every other bi and gay men alive. And it’s the reason why whenever I try to make peace w my bisexuality, I’m reminded that I can’t because I harbor such resent for other bi people. I don’t resent bi women, in fact I love them. But when it comes to bisexual men, I think they’re all liars and cheaters and in fact fake gay because NONE of them ever shows ANY interest in women.

Even had this bi guy approach me recently and I was so rude to him and took out all my anger on him then blocked him.

I know I’m beyond fucked up and probably need help. Been going to therapy for years and it has helped in many areas of my life but this is just one unsolvable problem I’ve that I can’t overcome. And I don’t want to waste my life living in such hateful way but atp my hate for him specially is bigger than anything I’ve ever experienced.

And as a bi person, I’m sorry you got to read this but I’m genuinely so sad and hurt but idk what to do anymore.

Every other ask I get like this talking about how bi men are all evil gay sluts references bi guys talking about how much they like men on twitter. Maybe you fucking people need to get off of twitter, I think you'd all be a lot happier.

You have serious issues with homophobia and biphobia that you need to work out, and I'm glad you seem kind of self aware about that, but like, go back to therapy. Talk about that guy with a licensed therapist who can help you work through your emotions in healthy ways and overcome your prejudices. I'm sorry you're struggling, but hating ssa men is not the answer just because of one guy you knew.

Stop stalking a guy you hate on social media, it's just going to make you more miserable and resentful. Stop interacting with content on social media that makes you upset. Literally deactivate your twitter account and focus on getting real life actual help & coming to terms with yourself. Hating yourself for your sexuality and hating ssa men is not healthy. Talk to bisexual women about your feelings if you know any who would be comfortable helping you and who you trust.

[sailorblossoms-snowbaz]

So I have more thoughts about labels. Yeah yeah, no one cares, I’m talking to myself here, please save your tomatoes and bricks. (Writing down my thoughts helps me stop overthinking things, like “I did something with this so now my brain will let me be free,” I treat this like a diary etc etc) (I’ve always been A Blogger haha). My disclaimer is always that Simon not labelling and not knowing himself is important and cool (I approach my own identity like that, I’m not super big on labels). 

When I first read these books last year, I did it as a casual reader. I looked at fanarts and some discussions between books (which I read pretty quickly). It actually made me think Simon Snow being bisexual was canon! so I was pretty shocked when I first read the scene discussing bisexuality. It almost made me feel like I was reading a direct answer to what turned out to be headcanon and... it wasn’t a yes. (so freaking popular that it apparently still has strength in certain parts of the fandom? as someone who grew up believing I was straight, and picked bisexuality as my first step into embracing my queerness – I now know I’m also somewhere in the acespec and honestly? Simon helped me accept that – Simon’s reactions alone would be enough for me to never want to call him bi again haha his gut reaction was “hell no, what are you talking about??”). Nowadays I’ll insist Simon Snow is a gay man who struggles but who slowly comes to terms with it (it’s a small part, but we can’t ignore that Simon found himself wondering “am I legally allowed to kiss Baz in this state?” that’s heavy stuff) and that the writing in these books is very acespec friendly. 

Reading My Rosebud Boy (an AU where the author tries to make them feel like the same people) makes me more confident that I’m not just seeing shit in the main trilogy. Simon in his early thirties explicitly says “yeah I’m gay, I used to have an issue with that (in his teenage years, when he dates girls, and maybe early 20s) but I’m cool with it now” (only dating men as an adult). I think we can find that sentiment in the trilogy. In Simon’s questions about women (“mayhaps I was never attracted to women in the first place” he says, while staring at the distant boobs, after not noticing boobs that were on his face or literally never in his life) (Baz having “a problem” with boobs while Simon doesn’t is not about Baz being gay while Simon isn’t. It’s about Baz, living in fear that Simon doesn’t want him anymore after spending his entire adolescence believing he’s straight, worrying that Simon would be into the boobs, and on that deeper level, that Simon would leave him. Note that every mild ass comment Simon makes about a girl being “cute” puts a focus on Baz's reaction. It’s more about Baz’s insecurities! And what we have is writing choices that make it so the timing of boobs being almost on Simon’s arms has Simon looking sick and green – a hell of a choice to not do it on purpose – Simon not even looking, Simon focusing only on the food, Simon thinking “maybe not for me and I don’t know what I am, but if a lady wants to show off her tits, why would I object?” While considering he might only be into Baz) (maybe his thoughts are also big tit solidarity. Ha.)  

I think the popularity of bisexual Simon could start with a misunderstanding of his feelings for Agatha. I have written lots of posts on why the “inanimate objects” comment about her is overcompensation and deliberately silly (inanimate objects don’t have feelings, don’t have wants and desires, don’t have choices) and equating the way he sees she’s pretty to the way Baz, a gay man can see it, etc etc. Him saying “I always wanted her” and then proceeding to make comments that indicates he wants to be like her, not that he desires her, but people interpreting the latter because well, boy and girl. Which takes me to the other reason I think this took off: media tropes and general assumptions. But media tropes and assumptions outside of the books. Like reading “maybe I’m half gay” and your mind instantly goes to “ah shit, here we go again” because how many of us have seen bisexuality described that way? Like it’s mathematical? A perfect 50/50 every single time? How many of us have been frustrated at reading sexuality struggles in media that has you like “this would be so much easier for y’all if you consider bisexuality is a thing that exists, that it’s fluid and can vary from bisexual to bisexual” etc etc. I’d bet this played into the reviewers I’ve seen writing off CO as bi erasure. But I don’t think this is on the books. It’s not what they were going for. I think this is on the reader. 

I include his comments about other girls here. “She’s cute” “she’s beautiful” so are kittens and flowers. I understand that someone horny can use “cute” when they’re attracted, but within the parameters of these specific books, I think it’s a stretch to see it that way. Attraction in these books can be measured in: repetition, hyper-fixation (on details no one else notice) and derailed thoughts (they go insane over it!). Shepard says Penny is cute! But note that he doesn’t says it and moves on. Oh no, Shepard has a whole fucking meltdown because Penny is cute. You would never think about Penny’s knees if it wasn’t for Shepard. It drives him insane that Penny is cute. He can’t cope! Cute, cute, cute. Repetition. Cute knees. Hyper-fixation. Derailed thoughts. Simon doesn’t linger on those comments. Baz also calls girls beautiful and gorgeous. Neither of them lingers on that. For Simon, All Horny Roads lead to Baz (even in my rosebud boy! yes I can write that post goddammit). I also think there might be some projecting in the sense that a reader can see the how horny he can be around Baz and project that into him, even when he just said “cute” and moved on immediately.

It also picks my attention that a common bullshit regarding bi erasure in media (looking at you, old trashy... guilty pleasure manga) is having the MC being all “I’m not gay!! I'm only about [male love interest]’s dick and that’s that” and maybe even putting on his clown shoes to insist he’s totally straight and totally only likes women. Or this would come in the character being asked questions about men in general or just called gay (so... much to unpack in those stories... I used to blog about old manga. Fun times). Simon doesn’t consider men in general (already telling). He considers women when he’s like “yeah... maybe not for me... i don’t know” and upon getting close to see the answer is maybe a nope, he goes to a place that gives him security: being a certified Baz-fucker. And the biggest thing that doesn’t play into those tropes or ideas or assumptions? Simon never thought he was straight. The mere suggestion irritates him. 

I wrote some posts about that, but I’m too lazy to search for it. It’s clearly lazy saturday (I also wrote too many fucking posts so linking starts to feel like work haha) The summary: Simon never thought about his sexuality at all, the repression of his desires and his crazy magic (can't get worked up without danger of going off) make it unlikely he’s ever even masturbated (using other outlets like practicing with his sword/jumping Baz to fight to work off some steam haha), his rejection of bisexuality (because he does reject it! Especially notable because it would have been “the easy” answer for him, the maybe more comfortable, and yet it inspires nothing but discomfort! and when he opens himself more to consider it, he’s still leaning more to the negative, he still always goes back to “gay” and never once to consider “bisexuality” — and putting 2 and 2 together, about Simon having a knee-jerk rejection of his relationship with Agatha being understood as sexual attraction, or him being seen as a woman-fucker. It’s Baz insisting that Simon must have liked/being attracted to her what frustrates and bothers Simon and pushes him enough to process in real time that the answer is no. It’s wild to me to read him saying “what I liked about her is that she awoke absolutely nothing in me,” which he demonstrates with his thoughts, and then still seeing the argument that he ever had a single horny feeling for her). 

I think that something that also complicates it is the negative idea that being bisexual is not good enough. Not gay enough. Not straight enough. We belong nowhere. Our validity is questioned every single fucking minute. The idea that bisexual Simon is contested because “that’s not good enough.” But I don’t think that’s it here. I don’t think that’s the intent of the books, or the people who have been seeing Agatha and Simon as lesbian and gay so far into the closet they don’t even know they’re there from day one (or mine!) 

I respect the author always replying “I don’t think Simon knows!” when directly asked if he’s bisexual, because it honors his struggles and journeys, but I also think the answer is on the page. I think Simon’s journey there is both about not feeling pressured to define himself, that he’s allowed to live and love without picking an exact word or a flag to fly at pride, and also about becoming comfortable being gay. He goes from “I’m not even remotely ready to think whether I’m gay” to “if we’re not safe to be gay in ikea, where would we be?”/"gets off with gay PSA with Baz” to “I’m totally gay for all intents and purposes” – there’s a progression. There’s growth and acceptance. And it’s always around the word “gay” (not as an umbrella term) and never anything else: not straight, not bi. Not even when it’s offered as a reasonable alternative. 

[slashercult]

Hi i'm here for your game:

My inicials are SB ❤

My gender Female

I am attracted to Men

Exchange for you: Your future spouse give me old hollywood actors/actress to be honest like someone classic and simple but with a powerful aura of the type of person who doesn't need to attract attention to have all the attention when they arrive somewhere. I see an image of someone arriving somewhere and all the people are staring at them. Your future spouse is someone who is very confident and doesn't take shit from anyone. If you are attracted to men it give me Cary Grant vibes and if you are attracted to women if give me Talluhah Bankhead vibes. This relationship will be balanced since they will mutally help each other and will be there for each other when they need each other.

Movie: Love in the Aftermoon 1957

I liked the movie because of the elegance and romance it seemed quite natural to me and also the plot seemed a little different for me. And i thought the poster looked beautiful 💙 Audrey Hepburn give me princess vibes and Gary Cooper was good.

Thank you

hello!! you didnt specificy what your question was in the reading but im gonna assume it was about what film couple resembles you and your fs. thank u so much for the reading and here is yours:

badlands (1973)

ok so firstly i feel like your fs is someone who stands out a lot. they seem like a wanderer, someone who's always searching or shifting, trying to figure out who they are. they always felt different from everyone else (not in a quirky way tho) im seeing it more as this person was probably bullied when they were a child which makes them sort of feel like an outcast. they weren't as good looking when they were younger but even tho now they had a huge glow up they still feel insecure with their looks. however, their insecurities don't stop them from having playful banter and interesting conversations with you. this person must like traveling, i think you both will travel a lot together or maybe move to a new foreign country and settle there for some part of your married lives. i think this person has a hard time quitting things that are of no use, like for ex they wanted to do something but were unable to and it's over but they will keep trying even tho there's no chance of them getting it, i think they do this out of frustration and their insecurities. it's like they feel that if they fail at doing this one small thing then they are a failure like many called them in the past. besides all of this, i see you and your fs will be romantic with each other and like spending time in the great outdoors together. they love impressing you and i can see them being the type to stop at nothing to get you stuffed toys, flowers, anything you want rlly just to impress you and see you smile. last thing that stands out to me in this reading is their relationship with their mother, i think she passed when they were young or they don't have a good relationship with her.

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[fkinavocado]

TW- Body image issue

How do you deal with bodily insecurities during sex? I am 5'5 and weigh around 72 kgs so slightly on the chubbier side. I get very insecure of it and have had past experiences where people have made fun of my weight on my face, commented on my eating habits (especially at my previous workplace) I admire all the people who face all this and way more for being so strong ❤️ casual body shaming is the norm in the society I come from. I just need some tips from girls on here about it. Even the people closest to me ask me to suck it up and just lose weight which isn't that easy, although I have been trying. This has taken a toll on my confidence and I stopped making myself available for potential relationships because I have fear of being treated like shit and casually body shamed. Sorry if this bothered you, you don't have to share.

hey hun, not bothering me at all. i think the only way around this is getting to a point where you feel comfortable in your own skin. if you like the way you look, anyone else's opinion is irrelevant! so, if you genuinely think you could lose a lil weight then that's the answer. it's not easy i know but trust me it's gonna be worth it and boost your self esteem. if you think you're fine the way you are and are happy with the way you look, try reminding yourself that ppl make remarks no matter what. you could be a model and they'll still find stuff to say just to be assholes. and whoever is gonna love you is gonna love you for you, periodt. if they have an issue of any kind then they can just move right along.

bottom line, the key, i think, is you being happy in your own skin. don't listen to anyone else except for your inner voice. sm and society as a whole is putting a lot of pressure especially on women to look perfect when in reality nobody fucking is. it's hard to know when to draw the line, it's hard not to overanalyze every aspect of your body so please be kind to yourself and keep in mind you don't owe looking any type of way to anybody.

[delirium-mind]

How did you find out that you also like girls. Was it hard for you to accept that part of you?

It was always something that was kind of there. When I grew up and hit that stage that we all do where we start to be curious sexually, I was exposed to erotica type blogs and stories because ya know...parents didn't monitor us. But anyways, I found stories about girls having their first lesbian experiences. And it fascinated me, but I always kept it a secret and never really..I guess acknowledged what that part of me was or that it was real. As I've grown up its popped up here and there in various was (my attraction to women) and I had a few very minor experiences. I still wouldn't really acknowledge it though, I kept only really considering men. But I reached this point where ..I'm not sure. I guess I saw it around me enough that it was so normalized. It stopped feeling like a dirty secret I've had since I was a child and just felt like..yeah I love people and that can also include women.

It was definitely..confusing and difficult. I was raised in a household in a time where I wasn't always aware of what it was to be gay, and when I first learned what gay was it was..scandalous taboo..wrong or dirty. I have a gay cousin, and it just wasn't something we ever really acknowledged. And behind his back, or when he stirred up trouble (he did a lot, nothing to do with being gay) his gayness was used to be a mark against him. Even when eventually I did theatre and befriended many gay people, even my family befriending some of them...still gayness was not something truly accepted to be ok. Still people would support anti gay politics and beliefs. So it felt like a dirty shameful thing for a long time that I had these feelings. I kept them to myself for so many years and never really explored them for ages. I just felt like I had so many different pressures from everyone to fit a mold, an idea they had of who I should be and I was constantly breaking every single one of them and being such a disappointment. The disappointment was always ill recieved. I couldn't wear what I wanted, my self expression and discovery was completely controlled and cut off. I wasn't about to also add this to that mix. I lived online though, IMVU and shit. I had several long distance relationships, which did include women. It took years of my adult life to really figure out who I am and in truth I feel like I'm still settling in.

Theres obviously the stigma and prejudice, especially from older generations and family. People being scared of unknown, different, unpredictable or what they believe to be so horribly offensive to their own religious beliefs. I grew up in a very complicated and abusive household so I was also in no hurry to make anything worse. But I was also so used to being rejected or whatever for other parts of myself. I'm short, I have big boobs, eczema..crazy hair. Piercings. Colorful hair. Tattoos. I dress differently, I have always been different, in a million different ways and I guess I finally was like.. fuck it. A million and one wont mean shit.

I think that accepting I was attracted to women, and that it was ok ..was more about accepting that some people wouldn't agree, and that it was still ok anyways. That I am not here to please others. My purpose is to please myself, to do what makes me happy not what makes others feel comfortable.

It was hard because of the insecurity, the fear of others reactions or possible rejection of me. In the end of it all, your happiness is yours and it's all about what makes you feel good and happy. Not what others will judge to be right or wrong. And if you, or I kept/continue to live in fear of that, refusing to love and accept and embrace these parts of ourselves..then we will be destroying our own potential for love and joy. No matter what you do, there will always be someone who disagrees with your choices. Do not let them ruin your happiness. We all already have so much struggle and pain, don't add to it unnecessarily. Love is magic, and everybody deserves it.

**addition

I also have several health problems. I almost died, several times. The first at 15. I became aware of my own mortality very early and how important and fragile my my life is. How easy it can disappear, and how much I felt like I almost missed out ever having the chance to feel or do or see or say. Suddenly pleasing others started to matter less and less. In the grandscheme...the opinions of others hardly mean shit. Especially when most of the time they aren't going to stick around when I need a safe place, protection or support..so on and so on. And as for family or specifically parents..their job is to love you. Unconditionally. If they cant love and accept me as I am, thats their failure. Not mine.

[thatsexcpisces]

Astrology observations pt. 2

- If a woman has her Lilith aspecting her ascendant, she’s usually likely to attract men who are older than her as she is seen as innocent and in need to be taken care of (same usually applies to cancer rising women!)

- Sagittarius sun’s are good at pretending they care about what you’re saying or talking about but the whole time they wanna leave or are spaced out thinking about something else

- DONT try to argue with a Saturn dominant or ruled person (cap/aqua) you will regret it bc not only will they try and make you feel stupid for having a different opinion but they won’t stop talking until they feel they have successfully dragged you down completely

- I’ve noticed that people who have a water mercury + an air/earth mars usually try to communicate their emotions with the most sentimental and good intentions but it comes off as cocky, detached, and as if they’re trying to one-up and disrespect the other person

- Leo placements have such a welcoming energy to them. They know how hurtful it is to be excluded and ignored so they always make sure to make their friends and others a part of the conversation and talk to them

- Virgo, Pisces, Capricorn, And Libra placements are the PURE energy of: lady in the streets, freak in the sheets

- Scorpio/Capricorn or Pluto/moon in the 2nd house have such a seductive and sexy voice

- Sagittarius & Aquarius risings have NO FILTER, they do not give a fuck about who’s feelings they’re gonna hurt as long as the truth is set in stone

- Its always those Libra mercuries who secretly stir the pot and start the drama but then sit there in silence when shit gets intense 💀

- Saturn in aspect to Pluto people:

are you okay?

- People with heavy 8th house energy or an 8th house stellium May feel that they are always going through constant changes and ups & downs in their life. Usually unexpected changes that they didn’t ask for but already have to adjust to

- Whether you like Gemini’s or not, you can’t say that they aren’t the life of the party. Ruled by mercury and as a mutable air sign, they always know what to say and how to make people laugh and have a good time

- Having an earth sign in the 4th house could probably indicate that you’ve had a parental figure (mostly mother) who made you feel forced to always overwork yourself and do the best and even please them with accomplishments

- Leo, Capricorn, Scorpio and Aries moons usually have a horrible relationship with their father

- Leo and Libra in the big 3 gives someone an amazing and trendy sense of style that others admire and may try to copy

- I feel like people overlook how fake Taurus moons (mostly underdeveloped) can act. These people are jealous and possessive so if there’s anyone that makes them feel insecure or triggers those traits of theirs, they will form an inner or secret hatred towards them. Unless you’re super close to them as a friend or in general, it’s very likely for them to talk bad about others and act nice to their face

- A lot of Aries men I’ve met are usually car guys or they’re like really into cars and having them. A lot of them also tend to be very athletic and involved in sports

- Chiron in the 4th or 11th house (or in cancer & Aquarius) indicates someone who felt left out all their life and is they are different than others and don’t fit in. Chiron in 4th/cancer is more in a family sense where maybe they felt unwelcome or like the black sheep of the family where 11th/Aquarius is more in social groups and settings where they feel different and misunderstood by peers/acquaintances

[diedbutterflies69]

Drunk in love- Bang Chan imagine.

This is pure imagination. Minors don't interct.

Contains: explicit stuff fingering, blowjob, sex etc.

Red lights mv is the reason for this imagine.

Being alone never bothered you until now. Being alone at a place you don't belong. Sitting in An expensive night club, after quitting your job you decided to have time for yourself and do all the things you missed out so and the sixteenthth goal of your list was drinking in the city's most stunning and expensive club, you decided to get Fully wasted while slurping various wines, champagne, sweet Mimosa etc. but after seeing the price you realised that the one shot of vodka's price was equivalent to your whole month's grocery budget.

So yeah this is how you were struck, with a beautiful woman who gave you rich CEO vibes slightly drunk and was ranting about some buisness stuff you barely knew.

And she was really something else so damn pretty, elegant even her voice was sexy even though you were quite straight you wouldn't hesitate to be her sugar baby cause Money .

You don't understand how a powerful women like her was being so vulnerable infront of you, maybe because you helped her fixing her expensive backless dress, which was on edge of tearing, who didn't expect her to give you such a great treatment and open up to you. It has been 2 hours since you have been with that stunning women, but now you were really tired and was just wished to go to your nest. While being deep in your thoughts that women whose name was Sana (pretty people have pretty name too) her phone ranged .

" hey, your phone is ringing", you said her softly resulting her in giving a whiny look.

" whoever that is calling can suck fuck itself, you hear me , ignore it", Sana said after silencing her phone and again giving you some great intellectual knowledge.

The phone may have vibrated more than 6 times before Sana decided to to pick it and you again knew however was on the other line will be hearing tons of unique insults now ..

"hello, Bang I am absolutely fine and just having drinks with my new found friend, you relax and go, bye" Sana said screaming her lungs out as the music was hella loud. You were quite surprise by how kind she sounded, She called someone Bang as far you remembered , Must be someone special to her you thought.

"who was it? ", You asked her cautiously trying to not appear too nosy. In answer to your question she gave you a big smile and continuing " My little brother, you already know what kind of shit I am going through so he just worried for me, I am lucky right?", While describing her little bro there was a big smile on her beautiful face and yeah she surly was lucky cause the brother you had was a druggist because of whom you used to get really low on money back in days. And now the phone again rung and she picked up guess she really hated how the person on other side of line was feeling.

"Hello again", Sana said her voice really tired and vulnerable. You guessed that person on the other side asked her where she was as she said the club's name next. You really hate this club from the depth of your heart, cause you didn't got any alcohol to taste nor good food. You were bought back to reality As Sana yelled at the person who was on phone.

"I will kill you if you come here", Damn Sana sounded 1999 times more dangerous now and you were scared to death. But a little glad as someone was coming to pick her up and that meant you can go back to your dead apartment too.

"Guess he will eventually come here, I should just get fully wasted than hearing his boring lecture" Sana said after cutting the call , she signalled a waiter to your table and ordering some great quality of alcohol. Yess finally you could too get a little raste too of that sweet paradise drink, you were internally screaming as the waiter bought some nice too good to be true shots. Sana immediately gulping down three shot one after another means she just swallowed your three months grocery.

Now pushing your urge to atleast try one shot, you stopped Sana from getting wasted and distracting . Once again you killing your desires, after about 20 minutes you saw a drop dead gorgeous Man approaching your and Sana's table . That man was wearing an expensive black suit you could feel his intimidating aura even from a distance, his eyes darker than your future, even in those blurry red lights you can easily notice every feature of that hot stranger. You were bought back to reality when that stranger straight up goes to Sana who was little wasted but still sane. You salute her alcohol tolerance level.

" you fine?" The man asked Sana, now you were sure that he was Sana's little bro but you didn't thought by little she meant such a great human with outstanding body proportions. He was so sexy you were internally drowling over that sexy human's visuals.

" You seriously came here? Damn I love my brother so much", Sana said in her voice clearly indicating how drunk she was. She was smiling adorably at her bro but he looked at her with a annoyed gaze.

"get up, let me take you to your house, come", the stranger said and helped Sana to get up from her seat, which made her stumbled and now you clearly knew her alcohol tolerance level was trash, she wasn't able to even stand without any support . Your hands reached her waist in attempt to save her from falling. And that action finally made the man to look at you . your heartbeat increased so much just by his mere gaze at you . And for the first time in night he talked to you.

"who are you", he asked you . Ouch, that was an obvious question to ask but you were disappointed because how boring and uninterested his tone was with you while with Sana he sounded so fuckin caring. But regardless gulping down your nervousness, you replied to him politely.

"umm, I helped Sana slightly and from then we are talking", you knew your explanation was just trash but it atleast made that man realise that you were the 'new found friend' who Sana described on call.

"Okay, can you help me carry her back till parking lot?", The Stanger asked you, his voice now laced up with little gratitude and expectation. You simply nodded your head and wrapped Sana's one arm to your shoulder and helped her walking while that man went to pay the bill.

At parking lot you were standing with a little dead women, while waiting for him , all you saw at parking lot was beautiful and costly cars, something which you won't be able to afford it this lifetime. You never felt this much out of place before. That man's presence bought you back to reality, again feeling insecure as you standed next to Sana. She was a goddess and her brother an alluring devil.

He didn't spoke much to you and simply helped you carry Sana to the Car.

Now, an overdramatic old aged man coming out of car, which you think you knew, her deceased husband's dad, Sana had gave you her whole family history , future and economic information, apparently that old man treated Sana as his own daughter and today Sana lost the lawsuit related to her late husband's death and that was the reason for Sana's mad women behaviour today. That old man looked as Sana and it seemed like he was controlling his urge to cry, but nevertheless got inside the car with her to tired to even thank you.

Now here's when the fun begins. You were left alone alone with that alluring devil. But you sadly knew he wasn't even interested in you even 1 % so you got ready to go back to your nest and started walking until..

"wait!, Let me drop you to your home please", he said and wooow how could you say no to that glamorous offer as it was too late at night to get a bus and too hard to get a cab. You acted like a little hesitant but eventually said yes, as you didn't knew how less time it will take him to take back his offer. Following him to his car And again your jaw almost dropped it was the hottest car you ever seen in your life. And it was honour for you to get a chance to be inside it. The man opened the door for you, you not being sure if he was being a gentleman or to was preventing you to touch his car, but nevertheless you got inside it the temperature was warmer inside the car and the air freshener was doing a great job. He got on driving seat next to you and started driving.

After exiting the parking lot he asked for your address, and you just told him to drop next to bus stop cause the building you lived was apparently more like a abandoned haunted place.

he didn't forced you for further answers and started driving to your direction.

You were lost in admiring the Stranger's car from inside and literally got startled by his deep voice.

"listen, can I please drop you somewhere , your place is too far from here, I need the go somewhere today", he said you and your mood literally dropped, yeah it was true that you lived far away from club it took you 3 hours to reach there in traffic, so swallowing your disappoint you replied.

"it's okay, drop me here only", you didn't knew why your voice was so weak at the moment maybe because you wanted a little bit kindness from that man but he just ruined your every expectation.

"I am sorry, but there is another option too" that man said to when you were getting ready to yeet yourself out of his useless expensive car.

"you gonna call cab for me, no thanks I will look for it " you Said and you didn't expect to sound rude. You thought now that man will now won't hesitate to throw you out of window.

But in response he smiled, for first time in night but his smile a little evil.

"no, I meant you can spend the night at my house", he said voice laced up with nothing but purness.

And your heart stopped. Spending a night at someone else house and that someone was a dangerous devil. You immediately said no to his tempting offer but

"Please,it doesn't make me feel good to drop off a such a fantastic women of my car and you even helped my sister, I should repay your kindness, please.."

You were more than just shocked, whatever he just said was something you least expected, he fucking called me gorgeous you thought and your heart literally flied in the sky.

"no, it's okay please drop me here", you said impatiently, the nervousness kicking you on head.

"Relax, I am not gonna do anything to you, don't be afraid" he said you in such a calm tone fully opposite of his devil like demonor, you immediately melted and tried to consider his offer, his house won't be less than any luxury hotel and you being you..

"are you comfortable, letting a stranger in your house?" You asked him honestly you didn't wanted to make yourself a burden to that man. In response to your question the stranger let out a soft chuckle.

"forget me,are you comfortable being in some Stranger's house?", He asked you with strange curious tone. You honestly didn't knew the answer.

"Yes, I am comfortable, you only told you won't do anything so", your voice coming out softer a little innocent. He smiled at your answer, somehow satisfied.

"So should I take car to my house?", He asked you again, damn you wanted to shout a big ass yes, but suppressed the desire by simply nodding. And so the stranger reversed the car back to his house direction.

"what's your name ?", He asked you, looking at you finally he initiated a conversation.

"Y/N, what's your name?", You asked him.

"Chan", he simply replied.

"nice", you said and again silence. You were a super awkward person and that fact wasn't hided from Chan.

"What do you do for living?", Chan asked after some second and you frowned upon hearing that question.

"I am sorry, if it was too personal", he quickly noticed your behaviour you tried to say something "No, I am just unemployed at the moment and I am writer, yes writer", you replied what you said wasn't completely a lie you used to write some articles back in past but your recent job from which you quitted was at a restaurant.

"Wow, writers are amazing, it's great make people connect to your work", Chan complimented you for something you really didn't did. Still you took it and smiled back.

" your work must be tough sir, balancing off an company ain't easy", you complimented Chan back.

" Sana must have told you about what I do, right?", Chan asked you to which you nodded.

Again silence and in 5 minutes the car stopped infront of a skyscraper.

Rich people really live in sky. You thought.

"here we are", Chan said after opening the door for you and handing off the keys to guard.your neck almost got twisted to see end of the building.

"Done looking?", Chan asked you slightly waving his hand infront your face and damn he was veiny. Having a thing for hands was definitely your thing and Chan must have noticed your hungry gaze on his hands but didn't said anything .

"yeah let's go", you replied and started walking with him.

You both entered in heavantor. And again the same awkward air surrounding you both. Maybe it was sexual tension in Chan's mind which you scrapped off as awkward.

"Do you perhaps... Have a boyfriend?", Chan asked with a little hesitation in his, and for the first time in your whole life you got this nervous, he didn't proposed you but his question was very suggestive.

"no I don't, do you have girlfriend?", You answered and asked back.

"No", Chan answered and again silence.

"why you asked?", You again questioned him

"To know if I can make you interested in me or not", Chan said back a proud smirk dancing on his face and you were dead. He said something bold so confidently your mind pure hazey now.before you could say something the doors of hellevator opened.

"let's go", Chan said immediately getting out like he just didn't almost gave you heartattack. Nevertheless you followed him.

He put on the passcode and you both entered in his luxurious house. The house something you didn't expect. Dark, just as much dark as your future, but it looked freaking classy.

Chan showed you a room, to spend a night, but you noticed how he was holding back from something and as well as you. And you knew it was now or never.

"I am already interested in you, why would you want to make me though?", You asked if you thought it was bold but you stuttered as much as students who gave presentations.

But Chan find it alluring about you. Cliché but, he was too in daze after meeting you. And now finally his wish coming true. He smiled and come a little too close to you.

"Because, I am really interested in kissing your beautiful lips", Chan said , if this line would be came out of any normal guy then it would be to cringy, But Chan was your alluring hot devil and fantasy, someone so beautiful interested in me you thought. you tried to say the first thing that came to your mind.

"Then kiss.. me", You said the last word almost like a whisper , Chan smirked at you, you were literally his ideal type he knew you weren't innocent but ironically you were.

Chan's hand reached your cheek and made you look at him, being too embarrassed you avoided his eyes.

"Look at me, Y/N", Chan almost said as a whisper. Gathering your scattered courage you finally managed to look in to Chan's eyes and his eyes were .. scary.

"I can kiss you, right?", Chan again asked you and you sweared nothing is as hot as consent. You nodded a yes to him.

"Baby, use your words", Chan said the word baby rolled of his tongue so erotically.

"Yes", you said not breaking the eye contract.

"is it okay to Call me sir?", He asked you, now you were dead sure that this man was Kinky af. And you won't be surprised if he had a tons of chain in his bedroom.

"Kiss me, Sir", you said literally feeling so submissive to him. A last smile Chan gave you before his lips touched yours and the butterflies in your stomach exploded. His lips were soft, but the kiss wasn't he sucked at your bottom lip almost painfully and when his tongue entered your mouth, butterflies again exploded, his tongue doing wonders in your mouth , you didn't even knew a kiss so deep, so sensual can happen. With Chan's right hand at back of your neck ,the other one reached down to squeeze your hand in a tight yet sensual grip you finally feeling those veins and the kiss getting more heated.

"let's continue this in bedroom, Chan said after finally breaking the kiss to catch breath, he lifted you up in his arms and it felt so fuckin great, he was so strong even though you were little heavy Chan showed no sign of uneasiness. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and while he carried you to his bedroom, you never felt this much safe in anyone's arms as much as this hot Stranger's.

He put you down while unlocking his door, after unlocking he again carried you and softly laid you down on his grey bedsheets. His room was a mix of grey and blue a little weird but you didn't got much time to explore as Chan immediately started his ministrations on your body. He was a great man who believed in foreplay supremacy.

"Aah", you moaned a little as he sucked at your neck the little sound of yours making his dick painfully hard. He got on his knees towering your frame.

"Can your mouth handle this?", Chan asked you pointing at his memeber and were glad to give him a positive answer. Getting up, you undid his belt and removed both his pants and briefs simultaneously, Chan looking at you like a animal the whole time. The moment his erection was visible to you , you were beyond shock, he was so fucking big he won't obviously fit in your mouth, but you didn't wanted to disappoint Chan so you slowly entered the tip of cock in your mouth going little by little back and forth slowly till it was deep enough to hit the back of your throat. You slightly gagged and that sended shivers to Chan's spin ,to get that feeling again his hand wrapped around hair and detaching you from his cock.

"will you be comfortable, if I go rough?", Chan again asked you , and without any second thought you said yes to him. After being satisfied with your answer, he immediately tightened his grip on your hair and shoved you back on his cock, his tip directly coming in contract with back of your throat and a gagged being heard, you didn't expect him to be this rouf but it was such a turn on for you. You stumbled a little as he was ramming himself inside you hands gripping on to his thighs for support. He wasn't moaning too much but grunting and occasional deep breaths.

"Fuck, you have wonderful mouth babe, so fucking perfect", Chan praised you that resulted in your pussy skipping a heartbeat and encouraging you to go Even deeper.

Your one hand coming in contact with his balls which maybe was his string before cumming. He was grunting too much which meant he was close .

"keep going babe, I am gonna cum inside your mouth, will it be okay?", Chan asked and to affirm him you just increased the speed.

"don't let it fall" , Chan said and after a few seconds he bursted in your mouth, a warm feeling welcoming inside your throat and just as Chan commanded you swallowed it all without letting his seeds fall. After fully empting himself inside your mouth Chan removed his cock from your mouth.

"let out your tongue", Chan commanded you in his breathless voice you immediately following his words. Slowly removing your tongue.

You looked so submissive to Chan, the perfect person to fuck he wished to fuck. Chan spitted inside your mouth, your eyes widen on his sudden such a filthy yet hot action.

"Swallow it, babe", Chan said voice fully filled with lust. You obeyed him without any hesitation, whatever Chan was doing to you made you feel like being on cloud nine.

Chan again made you lie on the matteress , him staring at you from top, ever so submissive. Chan's hand directly reached your Fully clothed breasts his mere action made you whimper, your small little sounds were giving him so much satisfaction.

"so fucking sensitive", Chan said to himself as he his fingers were dancing on top of your breast. To eager to see your naked body, he slightly tilted your body to undo the dress zipper after successfully removing it he undid your bra next. Your breasts immediately being exposed to his eyes and Chan just lost his sanity, immediately slapping your right breast as an instict,. You moaned loudly at the sudden pain but it was pleasurable enough to make your panties wet.

"Do you like it, you like being gropped and slapped ,huh?", Chan asked you and your head in pure haze .

"yes sir I like it", you breathlessly said causing Chan to smirk , he loved to know what kind of effect he had on your body and mind. After twisting and slapping your nipples Chan finally decided to take them inside his mouth and paint them with beautiful marks. You were questioning his real identity at this moment his teeth felt like Some wolf was devouring you but it was damn pleasurable.

You were a moaner even a screamer during sex , which fueled Chan's lust to give you even more pleasure.

Being done with your boobs now Chan's hands reached your most sensitive part. He wasn't really surprised to know how much wet you were down there when his hands cupped your pussy through the panties.

"my baby is dripping, who caused her wetness?", Chans asked you in dangerous tone you just moaned at his words but he harshly slapped your cunt.

"I asked a question, answer it", Chan warned you his sudden rude tone again surprising you you stuttered as you answered him .

"you sir, I am dripping because of you", you answered Chan and he was satisfied. He entered his middle finger inside your pussy with through the cloth, the harsh texture of cloth making you moaned out. He removed your panties and without a warning entered his 2 fingers inside you and twisting them ever so harshly , Chan was a sex God.

And it was just the beginning of night.

Thanks for reading ❤️.

[ialwaysknewyouwerepunk]

perfect now - a close reading

only pure and true love for this one. it’s soft and sweet because the one he wrote it for is and needs cheesy uncool romcom soundtrack-worthy affirmations and it’s the most wonderful thing oh my the flurries 

some album booklet art for your viewing pleasure

((just a warning for below: while the lyric analysis was kept fairly neutral and close to the words and their meaning, more and more parallels did ensure me larrying out by the time the analysis kicked off so if you’re not into that, you can skip this one!))

⟼ check out @bluewinnerangel​ ‘s magnificent post with all the parallels to 1d/h&l bc it’s exhaustive and was a source for mine <3 thank you again for your service <3 bc this song really is a fanpiece of every song that has been important to them throughout their career so far, whether they wrote it or not, and it’s honestly kinda impressive

SUMMARY

you’re sad and i love you so much i will do anything to make that undone but while you’re sad know that i sill very much love you and you’re also strong enough to conquer all of this on your own but i’ll be by your side anyway

lyric breakdown ft. the many parallels, incl. little things, through the dark and wmyb

what this says about louis, his partner and the relationship he is in

never gonna dance again frenzy

identity 

louis is a marvellous majestic sonofabitch basically <3

walls, track 10

～ little things “you still have to squeeze into your jeans, but you’re perfect to me”

You don’t feel pretty and it’s hard to miss

You don’t feel pretty and it’s hard to miss

later lyric: “like a neon sign” - i see through you trying to hide away your insecurities

I wish that you could see my point of view As someone staring back at you

“you” is also staring at him, but perhaps is too insecure to realise how mutual the adoration is

i wish i could get you out of your own negative spiral and give you a look at yourself from my perspective

～ wmyb “everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you” 

～ wmyb “right now i’m looking at you and i can’t believe you don’t know you’re beautiful”

～ little things “you never love yourself half as much as I love you, and you’ll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to. If I let you know, I’m here for you, maybe you’ll love yourself like I love you”

On Friday night when we’re all out I turn to you and you’re looking down And you don’t wanna dance I know you love to dance You never stop given half the chance

heavy echoes of kmm again, but the opposite: the “nightmare on the dance floor” doesn’t want to dance

when “you” is confident rlly not being subtle with who i think that is, they love to dance <-> tpwk “feeling good in my skin, i just keep on dancing”

“i know you love to dance” = i know what you love bc i love you

“given half the chance” 

～ tpwk “giving/given second chances”

given a chance tattoo, making another appearance (see below for more tattoo meltdowns)

Just keep your head up, love, keep your head up

term of endearment <3 

～ dlibyh

this album is full of encouragement to keep going and as much as it gives me life it ruins me 

Don’t hide away, don’t ever change

“be happy, proud”

～ “just hold on”

“pick someone who’s supportive”

Keep your head up, love, keep your head up Don’t look away, don’t look away

don’t look away from me

～ through the dark “and I can see your head is held in shame”

Cause everybody’s looking at you now, my, oh my

they have the stage to themselves / new career paths they’re doing on their own

could also mean ppl they’re going out with are looking at them, which “you” interprets as sth negative, which makes them self-conscious, while they’re actually admiring them bc they steal the scene

～ wmyb “you’re turning heads when you walk through the door”

I guess some queens don’t need a crown And I know why Even when your tears are falling down Still, somehow, you’re perfect now

“you” is royalty to louis, to put it simply 

they don’t need something on their head to make it known to everyone else - they’re a queen and everyone knows it

gendered: female - also used in drag contexts - the only time L has used any gendered word to identify his partner on the entire album (more on this below)

～ steal my girl "she's been my queen since we were sixteen" can't believe i forgot this one thank you @mortalenemiestolovers for reminding me!!!

～ falling

～ through the dark “you tell me that your tears are here to stay”

You never do, but if you asked me to I’ll tell the truth lying next to you

“you” never asks for affirmations directly, but by saying shit like their pants are too tight make it clear enough to L that they do need to hear once in a while that it’s not true

Cause you’re the only one when it’s said and done You make me feel like being someone 

Good to you even at your worst

～ always you

i love you so much you are a force of life to me, and even when you hate me i want more

～ drag me down “If I didn’t have you there would be nothing left, the shell of a man who could never be his best. If I didn’t have you, I’d never see the sun. You taught me how to be someone” (sung by louis first, harry second) 

～ through the dark “even if you scream and shout, it’ll come back to you and I’ll be here for you

You steal the scene and it’s unrehearsed

reference to working on a stage - their natural presence wins everyone over - that charisma is never manufactured

Don’t you wanna dance? Just a little dance I’ll never stop given half the chance

L keeps encouraging them, will also not pass by any chance to dance with them

Every insecurity, like a neon sign, as bright as day If you knew what you were to me You would never try to hide away

“it’s hard to miss”

L sees through them trying to hide their insecurities, pretend to be strong

～ through the dark “but I know you were only hiding”

SYNTHESIS

Perfect Now is not a fan favorite and I am so not here for that discourse, so please do not pester me with negativity about this chocolate drop of a song. 

As others have pointed out, the parallels with other songs written by Louis, Harry or for One Direction are extremely present. Especially Little Things is echoed loudly, but there’s so much more to be read, as you’ve seen. These are songs that are clearly near and dear to Louis, bc he wrote them or bc performing them was special, like with Little Things and What Makes You Beautiful. A lot of the same emotions come back in Louis’s writing, so much so that you can’t help but see the larger story behind it all. Throughout Walls you can hear him singing about not giving up and holding your head high despite hardships, and if you look back at his earlier writing, it’s always been there. Through the Dark is an early and striking example of this style of Louis song: you’re sad and i love you so much i will do anything to make that undone but while you’re sad know that i sill very much love you and you’re also strong enough to conquer all of this on your own but i’ll be by your side anyway 

basically through the dark’s chorus:

Oh, I will carry you over Fire and water for your love And I will hold you closer Hope your heart is strong enough When the night is coming down on you We will find a way Through the dark

It is very clear that Louis is faced with a partner - I can freely say it’s Harry now right? are the antis gone by now? i think so - that struggles with his body, with his identity, with how he wants to present himself vs how opinions on that might push him down and dampen his spirit. Louis, always the supportive boyfriend, then tries his best to make him see the light, while keeping that space for his sadness, his struggles, or their joint struggles. Accept the sadness but don’t lose your heart to it.

I’ve linked @bluewinnerangel​ ‘s post at the start of this post, but I need to stress how good it is once more as I also shamelessly insert a screenshot from it here bc it makes me feel a lot and summarizes perfectly just how deeply Perfect Now is woven into the history of their lives, relationship and especially “you”s/Harry’s personal struggle with their identity/body/confidence...

Because yes, i absolutely think these tattoos are being echoed in the song. “Never gonna dance again” as a lyric and then as a tattoo on Harry’s legs like shackles around his ankles represents the sensation of shame, of being stuck, bc of your desires, bc of your sexuality. Obviously we can never know why Harry got the tattoo, as in what experience pushed him to choose those lyrics or what exactly he recognizes in himself, but it’s safe to say it’s about the struggles of being queer and navigating relationships with that identity and with others.

Most importantly, the sense of shamelessly dancing, dancing like no one’s watching, dancing together with your lover, as a celebration of self, life, love, is the key here. Harry got that tattoo ages ago, at a time when he undoubtedly felt way more stuck. When he couldn’t dance freely the way he wanted to and with whom he wanted to. Perfect Now is a reminder to him, an encouragement to still dance if he wants to, no matter what people say or think. Significantly, then, Harry’s own Treat People With Kindness heavily features that same sentiment, but in an extremely positive light: i have found a place (in life and in myself) where i feel like i have given and was given second chances and now i dance bc i finally feel good in my skin.

Louis has obviously been there from the start, or at least from when or before Harry properly started experimenting with/questioning how he likes to present and how he identifies as. Before he ever dared to consider pulling on a pair of women’s skinny jeans, never mind a ball gown. Louis has seen him limit himself as well as being limited by others ofc and has always seemed to have been there, with a secure hand on Harry’s back, to encourage him. Even at a time when boys wearing nail polish or skirts was unthinkable. Just remember how much encouragement Harry needed when growing out his hair; Louis literally joined him. yes this might make me cry okay i need to stop bc i’m going off track and this is just becoming a larry breakdown while i was trying to hype up this beautiful song. 

What I’m trying to say is: Louis has always seen all of Harry. He’s always had his back, no matter what. He’s loved every part of him. And now, on a completely gender neutral album, in the sweetest, softest song off of the entire thing, Louis puts in the word “queen”, and that is so very deliberate it makes me want to scream. It’s Louis confirming his love again and again while affirming the multitudes contained by Harry, including everything involving his gender journey. brb crying

It’s a raw Louis, an honest, sweet, kind, loving partner, and both of them are fucking lucky to have each other, and I also wish that all of us end up in a caring and wholesome relationship like that. I truly do.

[riverisnotsafe]

Mine.

PAIRING: F!Servant!Reader x Naoya Zenin

WARNINGS: NAOYA ZENIN. Naoya smut. NSFW, Minors DNI. | If you're into any of these: possessive Naoya, breeding kink (?), mentions of overstimulation, jealous Naoya.

A/N: You can call me Noct or River. I’m still fairly new to how tumblr works and how writers and bloggers (?) write their imagines/fics so I do apologize in advance if my writing is not to your liking. I will also post on AO3 under sunflowerpsycho. I'm still trying to improve^^ This was self-indulgent and not edited so pretty all over the place and might be unclear in some parts, sorry bout that.

The reader lowkey a pick me but depends on how you view her, either she's a pick me or she just acts the way she acts to accustom and stroke the lil bitches ego.

“A-ah! Naoya-sama!” you moan his name as he shoots his load deep in you. A few moments of bliss and you were ready to clean yourself. Naoya never liked staying in bed long after sex. He finds it disgusting. All the fluids of sweat, semen and love juices mixed together made his skin crawl. “Oi woman, where are you going?” You haven’t even gotten up but Naoya had you strongly wrapped in his embrace. His cock still deep within you, as if acting as a plug. “I’m gonna wash myself..? You don’t like being dirty like this...usually?” the last bit came out as a question when Naoya buried his head deep into the crevice of your neck. “Ah, I’ll let it pass today. Just stay here. My cum is gonna leak out if you move.” he tried to shove himself deeper, earning an unexpected moan from you. “L-leak out???” Does Naoya have a breeding kink? Is he trying to keep his cum in you???? “N-naoya-sama...are you trying to breed me?” at the mention of breed, you could feel his dick twitch in your core. “Shut up woman.” Ah...so he is and he’s embarrassed to admit. “I feel honoured if that’s what you’re trying to do...” another twitch.

Under that tough misogynistic act, this man is just a boy who thrives on praise, he probably was deprived of any in his childhood, hence the superiority complex. But with you, he’s quite honest. The body doesn’t lie. You were just another servant. He probably paid and slept with many so you never thought of it as anything special. Besides, after all of this dirty work, both of you end up going your separate ways. A servant and the young master. That’s all it is. That is until one of the maids tried stealing from the family, unfortunately from Naoya and he didn’t take it too lightly. A woman and a thief, absolutely the worst. Ever since that, he appointed you as his personal maid, to ensure that only one person will serve him. Only one will enter and exit his quarters. Only one will serve his meals. Only one will tend to him. Only one will follow him around the house. Only one will keep him company when needed. Why did he choose you? Honestly you had no idea. Out of all the servants, clearly you were the least appealing, especially for a man of Naoya’s caliber.

You could never rival the looks of any of the other girls. You were chubby. Your thighs a bit too thick. Your cheeks were puffy. You had no thigh gap. Curves? Well, they weren’t hour-glass curves so you were bedrock bottom ranked. And when it came to family, you were a nobody. All the other servants have been serving the Zenin clan for generations. You were just a nobody who was pulled into the servant life to pay off your parent’s debt. What luck. It took him time though, to make you tend to him sexually. He might have a big ego and any woman would sleep with him but deep down he knew it was only for money and his looks, which he prided on. The sex was always bland. He could care less about the women’s pleasures, he would ejaculate outside, toss them money and demand them to immediately leave. He found them disgusting. Weren’t you just the same?

He had a great face, an even better body and all the riches you could’ve dreamt of, so why has he not tossed you out yet. He for sure can suspect that you’re just the same as all those women, plus, you were even lower, a nobody. Yet, here he is, deep inside you. This has been..about the sixth time you and Naoya have had intercourse. The first three times was when you were just a normal servant. Coincidentally he always found you and forced you to pleasure him. The pay was good so you never complained. After becoming his personal maid, it took a few months to make you fulfil his sexual needs, which is rather strange. A man like knows nothing of consent. He’s a tyrant. What he wants, he can get and he will. So why did he take months to make you fuck him when it was so easy before becoming his personal servant. Who knows? Maybe it was his underlying insecurities asking him to be sure.

“Naoya-sama...may I turn to look at you?” he grunts. “I’ll be sure to avoid any leakage” he nods. You slowly turn your body, still impaled on him. It was a different kind of pleasure but you withheld your moans. Your face are so close. This moment is intimate, for you and him. Almost unreal. He’s gorgeous. That red tint of blush and sex afterglow just added more to his beauty. “Naoya-sama. May I speak more than usual?” “Only because you asked for permission. Proceed.” he avoided looking into your eyes. A shy one. “I appreciate my master’s kindness. Thank you for allowing me to speak. Naoya-sama...please be honest with me. Are you trying to impregnate me? Why? I’m just a lowly servant. I could never be perfect to bear your children, or be a concubine. I have no value. You are too kind. We should stop. I will remove myself now. Thank you for your time master.” You slowly push yourself off him. He grabs your arm harshly, definitely bruising it.

“You said no leakage. And how dare you speak to your master so insolently? How dare you question what holds value to me or not. You are a lowly servant. You’re a filthy no-name bitch. You live to lick my shoes and pick up money I throw on the ground. You are not going anywhere. You are staying on this bed with me in you. You have to be reminded who your master is.” Oooh, you definitely pissed him off. You winced at his words. They were normal, he always told you where your place is so it wasn’t a surprise. “You stupid woman. Now it’s out. You moved and now it’s out.” he sounds disappointed. He was whining like a child. “Naoya-sama!” he plunged into you hard. “Yes, scream my name you stupid bitch.” He went faster and faster. “Don’t cum inside...I’m not worthy master” “Shut your mouth. Worthy? No woman is worthy of me. Selfish. All they care about are themselves. Such an inferior gender thinking what they know is worthy? I decide. I decide your worth.” He changed positions. He pressed both your legs close to your chest. A mating press. He was so deep. The squelching of his previous load acting as lubricant was erotic.

“You. Your lewd body. You were always trying to seduce me. Those luscious thighs. These fat breasts. You were made for child-bearing. The look you make when I fuck you. So in awe, eyes rolling back. Ah. Ah. Sometimes you even forgot payment because you rushed to clean yourself. You were the only memorable one. The sounds you make. You’re erotic. No one else can see or hear you except me. Mine. Mine. Mine.” Naoya drilled you senseless. So desperate to hear you. Desperate to look at your expressions. Desperate to conquer you. “N-naoya-sama! Ah! Ah! Naoya-sama!” You had practically lost any sense and all you could feel was his dick fucking you mercilessly. The veins. The length. The girth. He fit like a glove. He had shaped you to be accustomed to him. “When that no-name clan came yesterday for a meeting. I saw your look. You enjoyed how they all looked at you didn’t you? You slut. You’d want them to fuck you like this right? Only I can though. You smiled and served them. Desperate bitch.” The meeting yesterday?

Your mind wandered. Oh yes, a small clan that are partners with the Zenin in business. The heirs were quite good-looking and well-mannered, how could a lady not feel flattered. You can’t remember if you specifically smiled or enjoyed their small talk. Was being polite not a simple necessity a servant should have towards guests? To ensure their master was not seen as tardy. You can’t remember their names or faces. All you remember was Naoya slipping his hand under your garments and fingering you. “You enjoyed people watching right? Especially since they were good-looking. I WAS RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. Disgusting piece of shit.” He got even rougher. You don’t know how many times you’ve orgasmed and how many times Naoya had ejaculated in you but he was still at it. He’s jealous huh.. how strange. A man that could have anything and anyone in the world was strangely possessive of a worthless woman like you. “You can’t show them those expressions. Mine. Your kindness mine. Your sounds. Mine. You’re my servant.” he sounds sad.

Despite being in subspace, you unintentionally reach out to your master and cub his face. “Naoya-sama. I love you.” Those unintentional words made the malicious man slow down his pace. “What did you say?” Is he angry? Oof, all the best dealing with another tantrum. You couldn’t feel anything. Legs sore. Your mind had wandered. The pleasure had made you dumb yet the little consciousness you have for your master remained. “I love you, Naoya.” His cock twitched. “Again” “I love you.” “Again” “I love you, Naoya-sama”. All that repeating made you come to your senses. “I don’t remember the men from yesterday. All I remember were your thick fingers in me. My expressions and mewls were for you. If this body is what you want then I will offer it all to you, my master. Ask, you are my master after all. All of me is yours.” You get up a bit, and stagger, he fucked the life outta ya. “Master, allow me to speak.” a small dumbfounded nod. You slip a hand onto his cheek and kiss him. Both of you never shared a kiss.

It was too intimate for a servant to kiss their master. Only their betrothed would be worthy but you couldn’t help it, you needed to assure this man-child, you were no one else’s. “Master, I-“ “Naoya. When we’re alone call me Naoya.” a small smile crept onto your lips. “Naoya, breed me.” His face was flushed. That’s exactly what he wanted. Through the night, he fucked you in every inch of the room. Both of your fluids and smell, absolutely drenched his quarters. He never once ejaculated outside. Every drip of his semen was in your womb, he wouldn’t even pull out, in fear it would leak. Shower? He fucked you while showering too. His animalistic senses stopped when a knock on the door came.

“Lay down with your back arched. It can’t leak.” He put on a robe and answered. A woman’s voice. “Naoya-sama. Naobito-sama is calling for you.” “Tch. Annoying old man” he slams the door shut. “Oi. Arch even more.” He came back to you. “I’m going to put this in you so you don’t spill.” He was holding, A DILDO? This man has a dildo? “N-naoya-sama, t-thats...” “Some servant I had my way with some time ago left it to fuck with me. I kept it not knowing what it was but now the shape looks like it’d plug you up good.” A servant he had his ways with huh. You were just another one right. He seemed to have noticed your train of thought. “Stupid woman. That servant is long gone. And now. You’re mine. No other stupid bitch except you. Stop thinking nonsense. Maybe I’ll remind you a bit more. That old man can wait.” He unrobed and pounced you. You definitely can’t walk for a few days.

“I’ll plug you up and we’ll go see the old man” he sounds, quite joyful. “If you move and leak, I won’t hesitate to fill you up again.” Ah. He’s definitely Naoya Zenin. “Naoya-sama” you smile. “What? You should be grateful that I’ve allowed you to speak so many times since last night.” You can’t help but giggle. A slight blush forms on Naoya’s face. “How dare you laugh at m-“ you pull him in for a kiss. He reluctantly kissed back. “Naoya-sama, I love you.” you smiled. He thrusted into you without warning. “The old man can definitely wait. You filled with my child is more important.” God knows how many times he’d come in your womb without pulling out, there’s no way you’re not pregnant. “Naoya-sama...let’s stop here...I can’t walk properly if we continue, then a different servant will have to serve you.” He was about to argue but held his tongue. “Fine.” He pulled out and slowly shoved the dildo in. Looks like he’d rather have wobbly-legged you than another servant. You can't help but smile. “Go shower and meet me back here. And clean the room after meeting with the old man. The smell...erotic but dreadful. Wash everything.” “Yes my master.” You hurriedly got clothed and rushed to the servant quarters to clean up. You were happy. What a weirdo.