#cannot eat it is 11pm

[halfdeadwallfly]

guys I am sooooo hungry

[katyobsesses]

I've never really understood how a special interest can be disabling before but I think I do now

[k-hotchoisan]

toothbrush (Seonghwa x fem!reader)

Baby, you don’t have to rush, you can leave your toothbrush at my place.

We don’t have to keep it hush, you can leave your toothbrush at my place.

He’s in love with you, but he doesn’t know how to tell you, so he asks you to leave your toothbrush at his place.

Genre/Warnings: friends to lovers, confessions, fluff, unprotected sex, night before sex, morning sex, cream pies

Word count: 5.5k

A/n: this mf song has been stuck in my head so I gotta write this to get it out of my system.

A little something for ✨ 200 followers ✨

2 SEX SCENES IN 1??? YALL EATING SO GOOD OK 🌶️💯🥵🔥

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You didn’t mean to but there you were again, being irritated and crying from another heartbreak from a relationship that wasn’t even a relationship. It sucked because he seemed like a really nice guy, good even, well, if you squinted hard enough I guess. But still, it didn’t change the fact that it gutted you.

You lie on your friend’s lap, wiping your wet eyes while she snatches your phone to block that scum’s contact number.

“You need to stop doing this to yourself”, she scolds, and you’ve heard it many times from her but love makes you an absolute dumbass.

Seonghwa walks over, his arms folded, evident he heard your sniffling from across the room. You glance at him, tears still watering your eyes because you know he’s about to give you another earful. But the moment he sees you vulnerable like that, he can’t bring himself to do it, and he’s sure you’ve heard a million times, especially from him. He simply sighs and puts an outstretched arm to get you to sit up.

You remain silent as you take his hand gingerly and he pulls you up. He kneels down to your eye level. “I’ll bring you to supper okay? Forget about that son of a bitch.”

You still wear a pout on your face as you sigh and lean forward a little. For a spilt second, Seonghwa is taken aback and pulls back immediately, thinking you were about to kiss him, and his ears grow red very quickly, unnoticed by you, but definitely caught by your friend, who turns away and snickers at the ridiculousness of it all.

Seonghwa immediately stands up and looks away, walking back to whatever he was doing. You slap your cheeks gently before leaving to wash your face in Seonghwa’s bathroom.

The three of you spend the evening playing horrible matches of Super Smash Bros, before your friend decides to leave early, only leaving you and Seonghwa with each other. You excuse yourself to the washroom to freshen up before your supper appointment with Seonghwa and he nods as he attempts to switch off the console.

Just then, your phone lights up and that catches Seonghwa’s attention. He at first decides to merely glance over to check if it was your friend who messaged you, but irritation and annoyance bleeds into his system the moment he sees the Instagram direct message notification, from that exact guy who ghosted you, asking you if you had him blocked on the app the both of you were messaging on.

The fucking audacity of him. Seonghwa could only furrow his eyebrows in complete frustration as he doesn’t want to invade your privacy, even though you gave him your password in case of drinking emergencies. Instead, he simply opts to swipe the notification away, as if it never existed. That barely keeps him satisfied, because he wishes he could just send a “go fuck yourself” to him before blocking him on Instagram as well.

You come back and Seonghwa is standing up, taking his essentials in his pretty hands as he hands you your phone.

You thank him as you receive your phone from him. “Remember to block him”, Seonghwa reminds you out of the blue, only leaving you confused since you did block him already. You don’t question it nonetheless, and go to grab your wallet from your bag.

By then it was almost 11pm, and the both of you settle on a local Vietnamese restaurant for some nice Pho. Seonghwa helps you order the food before you could even iterate yours. You scrunch your eyebrows in curiosity at him.

“Didn’t know you were so nice,” you tease as you receive the utensils from him on instinct. He rolls his eyes. “I’m always nice. You’ve just been accustomed to it.”

“Of course you are. My Park Seonghwa is always the nicest”, you hum, and Seonghwa freezes in his place, his noodles in midair, hanging by the chopsticks he’s suddenly grasping so hard. There it is again, the slow tinting of his ears, that you thought you missed for a spilt second.

Seonghwa obviously opts not to say anything back, letting the words sink as he slurps the noodles. He notices your mood had significantly lightened up the moment you indulged yourself in the meal, and he internally sighs in relief. He lets you run your mouth as he listens intently, just wanting to hear your voice and opinions, at the same getting lost in the gaze of your twinkling eyes. He loved that part of you so much for some reason. It was so addictive to indulge in, and Seonghwa knows, it’s never gonna be enough for him. He hasn’t gotten to a certain point yet, and he’s sort of afraid to because;

One, he doesn’t want to get caught;

Two, he knows if he starts, he’s never going back. A fucking rabbit hole that constantly coos him to step into.

“No dates recently? You ask, as you munch on the meat.”

Seonghwa shakes his head. “Not interested.”

You pull your lips thin, offhandedly thinking his standards must be high.

“Oh right. I need to head to the convenience store to grab some stuff”, you say, reminding yourself aloud. “Shall we?”

Seonghwa nods as you stand up quickly, shocking Seonghwa as you block him from leaving first, as you tunnel to the cashier to pay for the meal. He barely registers what’s going on and the second he does, it’s already too late and he rushes over to you, frustrated that you paid the bill when it was him who suggested the meal.

You roll your eyes playfully at him. “It’s fine Seonghwa. Take it as thanks for making me feel better”, you say patting his cheeks lightly before sliding your card back into your wallet. You and Seonghwa thank the staff before heading to your next destination.

The door rings as he pushes the door open for you and lets you go in first. You immediately head for the toiletries section and Seonghwa spilts to the snacks section.

He’s done picking out his snacks, arms full of chips and cup ramen, as he dumps the small load into the basket. He picks it up and decides to look for you.

And you were there, at the same section. Seonghwa’s curious at what you’re so intently looking at and why you were at the toiletries section to begin with. He assumes at first that you needed sanitary items but as he nears you, he sees that you’re looking at—

“Toothbrushes?” He asks as he leans in closer to take a look.

You nod. “Yeah. About time I get a new one.”

“Get the pair one.” Seonghwa suggests, his hands overlapping and covering yours as he reaches out for the twin pair beside the one you were looking at.

“For what? You need one too?” You ask, turning to face him.

“No”, was all he replies. You raise an eyebrow in confusion, waiting for him to continue.

“Soooo, why should I get the twin pack?” You ask again, tilting your head at him. Seonghwa can’t seem to meet your gaze.

And you realise, once again, his ears are slowly turning into a pretty shade of red. But it still doesn’t make sense. The blush creeps to his cheeks slightly, barely noticeable if it wasn’t for the fluorescent lights beating down on the both of you, and the silence only grows more heavier. You hear a small inhales taken by Seonghwa.

“So you can leave one at my place”, he finally responds, his eyes darting from the toothbrushes to your eyes.

Your words are stuck in your throat, completely taken aback. You blink at him.

“Your place?” You reiterate, already slowly tugging the pack.

Seonghwa cuts the eye contact, and he hastily pulls the pack from under your hands and dumps it into the basket. It’s fucking evident—he’s fucking blushing even though he’s keeping a straight face. Nothing is still adding up in your head—like where that even came from, what that even meant.

“Hwa”, you sounded, your hands curling around his arm to get his attention. He flinches slightly at your contact. “What do you mean by that? I don’t stay over-“

“You should stay over tonight since you don’t have anything on tomorrow. It’s late”, he cuts. He’s barely calm as his back is facing you, and he feels himself shaking from the ballsy words that left his mouth. He was so fucking relieved that the only people in store was the both of you. But what made him vocalise those thoughts? He doesn’t know as well. But since he already pushed the suggestion to even leave a fucking toothbrush at his place, he may as well go all out.

A hell lot of thoughts were running through your mind. The reason of asking you to stay over solely because “it’s late”, you both knew it was a fucking lie. But the question still stands—since when?

Then he suddenly backtracks. “I can sleep on the couch. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” That only strengthens your resolve for some reason, only wondering how this impromptu conversation will evolve from here.

“Sure, I’ll crash at your place.”

And Seonghwa doesn’t reply, because he’s struggling to cover his red ass face as he quickens his pace to the cashier, leaving you still stumped behind him. But being the guy Park Seonghwa is, he turns behind and ushers you to follow him, causing a small smile to dance on your lips as you almost skip to his side.

Thank fuck the route back was like a five minutes walk because the both of you don’t say a word—just Seonghwa holding the plastic bag as you tail him, sneaking glances at him as he covers his lips with the back of his palm.

“You’re blushing a hell lot, Park Seonghwa”, you point out, intentionally nearing his face. His palm flattens on his cheek, and then lowers to his neck and he sighs. “I know”, he replies, finally able to crack a small smile the moment his eyes meet yours. He can’t help it. Deep inside, he’s still bewildered that you agreed to stay over.

Seonghwa dumps his stuff on the dining table and starts digging for your toothbrush, knowing you are gonna ask for it the moment you remove your shoes. Before you could even ask, he whips the toiletry out right into your hands.

“Thanks bro”, you say, taking the item from him. And from the corner of your eye, you see a pout form on his face, and that only elicits a small chuckle from you as you tear open the packaging to take one out.

“Do you have spare towels?” You ask.

“I’ll grab some for you, and a shirt too”, Seonghwa replies as he leaves the vicinity, a little too quickly, as he snatches one of the toothbrushes already in your hand.

A few minutes pass and Seonghwa emerges from the bathroom and gestures for you to go in when you’re ready. “It’s on the sink. Be careful okay? Call out my name if you need anything.”

You nod as you disappear into the bathroom.

And then Seonghwa’s composure completely dissipates the moment you close the door. Red flushes his neck and ears again as he sits on the couch, covering his face with both palms. Fuck, he can’t believe this is happening. He’s not expecting anything obviously because he doesn’t know how you feel about him, and he doesn’t want to push it. But undoubtedly, the thought of you being in the same vicinity as him, is sending him into a spiral.

“Fuck me”, he sighs, leaning back into the couch, his face under his arm, feeling his blush not going away.

You leave the bathroom after fifteen, agonising minutes, and Seonghwa is relieved he lent you his boxers because he wouldn’t know what he would have done if you came out just in his shirt and your underwear.

“I’m done. I’m going into the room first. You don’t have to sleep on the couch. I’m fine with sharing a bed with you”, you tell him before disappearing with your phone. Seonghwa’s thoughts grow hazy because the situation is just escalating and his mind is slowly creeping into areas where he had promised not to seep into. Maybe it was the comfort he gave you because he always looked out for you ever since the both of you grew close and that you knew he would never hurt you, but it’s reaching a fever pitch at this point and he doesn’t know how much more he can take because his crush on you is that fucking bad.

He emerges from the bathroom, his hair wet and dripping, in the cutest matching silk grey pyjamas you finally see him wear in real life since you’ve only seen once through discord. Fuck he’s so adorable, like he’s totally prepared for bed already. He climbs into bed, his gaze never leaving yours as he drinks the look of you in his clothes. It was almost dream-like in his eyes.

“I finally get to see you in those cute pjs”, you tease. “Maybe I should get a set too.”

Seonghwa snuggles to a comfortable position, since the bed isn’t too big, and you feel his knee bump onto yours. You turn to face him, and he feels himself melt under your gaze.

“Park Seonghwa,” you call out, snapping him out of his little day dream, and he straightens his back in attention. “What’s up with you?”

Seonghwa doesn’t answer, and it’s evident he’s getting nervous. His hand reaches out to caress your cheek and you shut your eyes as you feel the tips of his fingers brush against your skin.

“It’s you. It’s always been you”, Seonghwa suddenly confesses, removing his hands from your face.

Your heart bursts into thousands of butterflies at his response. You don’t know how you never noticed it, but now that he’s mentioned it, you realise the soft spots he seemed to have for you, which you brushed off his actions as how he’s always been with other people, now more evident as it floats to the surface.

For a moment, you don’t know how to feel because it was all so sudden. But the more Seonghwa’s sinks into your brain, the more you feel yourself falling—fast. And now the both of you are staring at each other in the dark, on the same bed, sharing the silence between the both of you.

“I think it would devastate me if you didn’t like me back”, Seonghwa breaks the silence, as a small laugh escapes his lips. “But it’s fine. I don’t-“

Your hands cup the male’s lips, and his eyes widen in surprise, wondering if he said anything wrong.

“Seonghwa. Stop talking.”

His heart races, bracing for a rejection, only to feel a pair of hands cup his cheek as you lean in and press your lips against his.

Seonghwa feels himself falling apart as his hands snake to the side of your head, his lips parting, desperate to taste all of you as he closes the distance between the both of you. He becomes more aggressive as every second passed, craving for every part of you. The smell of his body soap on you engulfs him entirely and can’t help but turn into mush against your lips.

As he pulls back and drinks the sight of you heaving softly and eyes hooded, he moves above you, his hands trailing up and down your body as he dives in for another hungry kiss. He’s still not processing it—the fact that he confessed to you at the heat of the moment, the fact that you kissed him and the fact that he’s above you right now.

His thumb brushes against the corner of your lips and you part your lips—something he doesn’t expect—as his thumb slides down past your lips as you stick your tongue out shyly and he’s aroused by the whole scene.

“Could I-?” He asks, trying to keep his cool. You take his hand and lick his thumb, sending electricity right to Seonghwa’s dick, which is hardening very quickly above you.

“Please do. Anything, if it’s with you”, you sigh, your arousal burning you up. Seonghwa’s heart skips a beat as he pulls his shirt off and your breathe quickens at how scrumptious his body looks. Fuck, his tits look amazing. You absentmindedly reach out to feel them and boy, did they feel so good. Seonghwa’s face contorts into one of pleasure as a whimper escapes his lips. Your eyes flicker to meet his and a small smile appears on your lips. You don’t realise what he’s doing until his hands snake under your oversized tee and he cups your tits in return, causing you to squeal in pleasure as he pinches your nipples tenderly. “That feels good, Hwa”, you whimper, trying to hide your shyness. He takes it as a signal to lift the shirt up and over your head, your bare chest fully exposed to him now. His breath hitches because never in a million years would he have thought it would be right before him like that. He still cannot fathom it.

He cups your tits as he goes down and sucks on your nipple, causing you to arch your back in reaction as a cry leaves your body. Your fingers tug on his hair gently and this time, he whimpers. His eyes slowly open as he soaks in the view of you, face contorted with pleasure as he sucks and kisses your tits. He can’t get enough.

His hands soon leave your chest, giving you a moment to catch your breath, but you realise it’s because he’s palming his crotch—his dick just erected and pushing against his silk pants, which were starting to get stained from his precum.

“Come here”, you gesture, and he moves in closer, his gaze never leaving yours, wanting to immerse himself with you. You have him leaning against the pillows that were propped up, and you move in for another gentle, open mouthed kiss. He immediately reciprocates, sighing into your mouth lovingly as he cups your cheek while he palms his clothed erection.

You straddle him, and your pussy is just above his erection. A little bit of teasing wouldn’t hurt, you think as you grind up his clothed dick. Seonghwa stares down at your pussy as the wetness continues to pool and leak through your clothes with heavy breaths. The friction from the layers is making him whine. It’s not enough. Seonghwa wants more. But oh gods, did it feel so good. He stops you when he can’t take it anymore.

“Please, y/n. Need to be in you”, he begs, squeezing your thighs. “It’s not enough.”

You pull back and tug on his waistbands, pulling off both his pants and his boxers, staring at the string of wetness between his cockhead and his undergarment. His cock twitches at the contact and more precum oozes from his tip.

Seonghwa is definitely feeling shy but the horniness is just overpowering him at this point.

And you were not gonna let it go just yet.

You give him small strokes and he fucks into your hand, and whines. You never knew Seonghwa to be the greedy type but from the way he’s begging—twitching and whining to be fucked—it definitely gave you a new perspective.

“Are you ready?” You ask, stroking his jaw.

He nods a little too quickly, his gaze locking onto yours as you position his cockhead to your entrance and sink down.

It was a fucking treat—watching Seonghwa’s face contort into absolute euphoria, eyebrows scrunching together, more whimpers and whines escaping his lips alongside your name.

Your cunt finally swallows his cock whole and Seonghwa’s hand trembles slightly as he lets himself soak in the warmth of your pussy.

Your fingers go around his jaw as you lift his chin up to face you.

“You’re not gonna cum yet right?”

His eyes look so glazed as he shakes his head frantically. You lean in and kiss his jaw. “I’m gonna start moving”, you mutter, loud enough so that he could hear, and he nods.

You lift your hips off and slam down, the pleasure buzzing through the both of you as you begin bouncing on his cock. Seonghwa fights the urge to shut his eyes as his fingers grip your thighs.

“Mm, so good. So fucking good, y/n. Fuck. More, please.” He begs. “You feel so fucking amazing.”

On the other hand, you felt as euphoric as well, his cock hitting you in all right places. You lean in to rest your head on Seonghwa’s shoulders as you do your best to fuck into Seonghwa’s cock. The sounds were so pornographic—squelching and wet skin slapping non stop—only keeping the momentum going.

You were starting to lose grip on reality as well, the only thing that settled in your mind was the feeling of Seonghwa’s cock just being shoved deep in you. Soon enough, his hands move to your ass, lifting it before pushing it down, loving how your cunt just devours his cock whole like that. He doesn’t forget to pull you in and stick soft kisses against your neck and temples every time you lower yourself on his dick, exacerbating the tickling that flushed in your cunt. Your mind slowly melts into mush every time Seonghwa’s melodic moans burn straight into your ear.

Your hands cup both sides of his face as you tilt his head to face you. His eyes were half-lidded, and his lips parted, and he’s trying to regulate his breathing as his eyes focus on yours. You hear your heart hammer in your ears. You never realised how fucking gorgeous he actually looks.

“You put Aphrodite to shame, you know?” You suddenly break the silence. Seonghwa grows red again. He attempts to look away but your hands aren’t letting him. “You’re so fucking pretty.” And he hardens right beneath you, his neck fully flushing red now.

You turn to nip and kiss his neck this time, and his breath gets caught in his throat, now small sobs leaving him. The orgasmic feeling begins chasing you as you feel yourself squeeze around him, and undoubtedly, Seonghwa feels it too, judging by how erratically he’s rutting into you.

“Fuck, Hwa, I’m cumming”, you crack, as you sink so fucking deep into his cock, feeling his cockhead just dragging along your cunt, that his fingers are leaving light imprints on your thighs.

“So fucking deep-“ he pants, just before his face seeps into another realm of pleasure when your orgasm bursts in waves and you are clawing his arms, barely keeping it together as the pleasure washes over you. Your eyes are rolled back, eyebrows scrunched as only Seonghwa’s name leaves your lips over and over.

Seonghwa’s hands curl around your jaw as he brings your lips to his, kissing you hard through your orgasm, and your mouth hangs open, still fucked out from the pleasure. You’re pretty sure you creamed so much on his cock at this point, but you were too much in euphoria to care.

In between wet kisses, he winces, “I’m cumming too”. Without much of a warning, his cock twitches in you, and he shoots ropes of hot cum right into your hole as he groans into your neck, right at your fucking ear. His grip moves to your hair as he tugs gently as he empties himself in you.

As the high dies down, the only sounds in the room were you and Seonghwa’s pants. You were the first to break the tension with a soft laugh.

“Oh god Seonghwa, I think I’m in love with you.”

Seonghwa blinks, not expecting those words to leave your mouth. He wants to grab you and kiss you so hard till you fight for air but he holds back, kissing the shell of your ear before whispering, “you don’t know how long I’ve been in love with you.” You pull back, covering your ear, your turn to blush.

You lift yourself off him, feeling his cum leak out of you as you wince. Seonghwa is fighting every nerve in his body to look away but his gaze stays glued onto the way his cum oozes out of you, his heartbeat turning up a notch.

You head to the bathroom to clean up and so does Seonghwa. He washes his hands and combs through your hair with a hairbrush delicately, and you realise you’re falling way too fucking hard for him.

He takes your hand and leads you back to the bed, where he pulls the covers open for you to climb in as you snuggle into his warmth.

The warmth of the sun kisses against your skin as you stir awake. Seonghwa faces you, his hair tussled against the pillow and his lashes splay prettily on his face. You can’t help but stroke his face gently, smiling to yourself.

Seonghwa’s eyes flutter open and he soaks the figure of you looking at him fondly. He definitely blushes but you could tell he was more confident and it shows at the way he presses a soft kiss onto your palm.

“Morning, Angel”, he greets. Your heart flutters at the pet name.

“Good morning Hwa”, you reply, this time it was you feeling shy.

“So, have I upgraded from a “bro” already?”he asks, poking your cheek.

You roll your eyes, wondering how he even remembered that. “Yeah, yeah. I don’t think I could be with anyone else but you.”

Seonghwa’s grin spread wide as he covers his face with the covers. You separate yourself from him and he follows your movements as you leave the bed to wash up.

Seonghwa stares at you speechless as you pull your panties from your ass with your thumbs right in front of you as you leave for the bathroom, and his breath is knocked out of him when he remembers that that you left his boxers somewhere on the bed, and that you slept in with his shirt and your panties. He wets his lips as he decides to get out and follow you.

He enters the small bathroom and admires the way his shirt hangs off your shoulders and the way you’re just leaning into the mirror as you brush your teeth. He walks over and intentionally bumps into you playfully, and you frown at him, mouth still covered in foamed toothpaste. He takes his toothbrush from the holder, presses a small amount of toothpaste onto his toothbrush.

There was something strangely calming about just standing together, side by side, brushing teeth. The cute moment definitely did last, until Seonghwa’s gaze wanders down to your ass.

And suddenly his dick is hard against his pyjama pants, and you were too caught up on washing your face and checking the mirror to notice it.

Seonghwa continues to stare at you as you wash the toothbrush and fit it in the holder, and the thought of you and your toothbrush being a permanent part of his household, sent his brain into a frenzy. You were his, undoubtedly.

He finishes up his teeth brushing duties, letting his toothbrush sit opposite yours. You don’t realise he’s behind you until you a feel a pair of strong arms snake around your waist, causing you to squeal.

“Babe, what-“ and your question is cut short when begins pepper kisses on the nape of your neck, sending electricity down your spine as you shiver.

In between hungry kisses, his gaze pins you from the reflection in the mirror and you freeze. “I’m sorry Angel, but seeing you look that first thing in the morning… I can’t help myself.”

And you feel his erection just pressing between your legs. You turn your face to side, your lips pressed to his ear as you whisper softly, “then help yourself, Seonghwa.” It sends goosebumps down Seonghwa, and for a spilt second, his eyes look crazed at your invitation.

He doesn’t even bother to pull your panties off, he only pulls it to the side, and the cold air hits your exposed cunt as you wince. Seonghwa pushes his fingers past your lips and then plunges it into your heat as your grip on the sink tightens, feeling the pressure of his fingers digging into you so well.

Seonghwa doesn’t wait—he can’t wait. He fucking needs you, and he needs you now. He pulls quickly after determining that your pussy stretched enough (no thanks to yesterday’s session) he lets his pants and boxers drop to his ankles, exposing his thick and heated cock, which was sleeked with precum as he pumps himself.

Seonghwa then drags you slightly backwards and positions himself his cock dives into you, and your back arches as you gasp. Fuck, you don’t remember his cock was this thick even though the both of you just fucked the night before. You feel so fucking full just by Seonghwa’s dick pressing against every area of your nerves. He doesn’t give you any more time to adjust as he starts fucking you, making sure each slap against your cunt was heard loud and fucking clear within the constraints of the bathroom. Your moans are choked in your throat as Seonghwa’s hand pushes your chin up to look right at the mirror before the both of you. Your hair is a in mess from the bed hair, your lips coated in your spit from the arousal and your eyes are half-lidded from the endless amount of pleasure Seonghwa was fucking into you.

“Look at you, so fucked out, yet so beautiful. All mine. All fucking mine”, he hums into your ears and you can’t help but squeeze his cock in response to how he’s making you feel. You don’t know where the sudden possessiveness came from, but it’s not like you didn’t mind. You would submit yourself perfectly to him.

“So good, babe. Fuuuuck”, you draw out your moans. You don’t know how much longer you could hold yourself up when he’s fucking into you so hard like that. Every time he pushes in, it was a dopamine rush in your cunt. He was about to fuck you dumb and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Such a good Angel, creaming for me like this”, he praises as he looks at his cock when he pulls out, full of your arousal just leaking off his cock, before shoving his cock in again, pushing more moans and cries out of you.

“Hwa, please, I’m close. Gonna cum”, you pant, feeling your cunt spazzing around his dick. He definitely feels it too because he grabs your chin to face him as he devours you in a hungry kiss, trying to keep the momentum.

“You can let go, Angel. You can do it for me”, he says, stroking the sides of your face, and by some kind of miracle of timing, your orgasm washes over you, your cunt fluttering, which makes Seonghwa groan in bliss as he feels his cock being squeezed perfectly.

He leans into you, pushing you further down against the sink, as he begins to rut into you. “Cumming. Fuck”, he barely responds, engulfed in his own realm of pleasure as he ruts in a couple more times before his cock empties out in you, so much that some seeps out of your sore cunt, trickling down your thighs and some straight up dripping onto the bathroom floor.

Seonghwa takes a minute to gather himself as he pulls out gingerly, wincing at the sensitivity. He straightens you up, and pulls you into his arms as he presses another kiss onto your forehead. He steps out of his soiled clothing and helps you out of yours, as the both of you go on to shower together.

“What the heck got into you?” You ask, as you help him lather the soap on his broad back which you forced yourself not to excessively gawk at.

“You just looked too good. Like I said, I couldn’t help it.” And he’s so glad that he’s not facing you right now.

You laugh, pressing against his sides playfully, making him squeal as he faces you in surprise.

“I get that you’re embarrassed but you know it’s okay to look at me right?” You say, poking his chest—also definitely something you wanted to explore. Seonghwa pouts at you, and then his face relaxes.

“Y/n. I like you. No, I’m actually fucking in love with you”, he suddenly says, which only makes you cock an eyebrow.

“About fucking time you said it”, you reply, rubbing your arms up with more body wash. You look up at him with mischievous expression. “My toothbrush isn’t going anywhere, babe”, you tease, giving him a small peck on his lips before blasting him with the shower head.

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Losing interest

Al-Haitham x gn!reader

-> IN WHICH Al-Haitham loses interest in you and you can't stand it anymore.

-> Wordcount: ~1.1k

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Alhaitham has lost interest in you. You knew that. He never confirmed this theory, but you noticed the hints.

Your lover never came home for dinner for the last few months. He's always late, always so late that even after 11pm he's not home. You spent days in your bed alone, even though you two were sharing it. Not even in the morning he had the time to greet you and say goodbye.

He just left. Without a word.

You two didn't have normal conversations either. When you do see him (which would be considered a miracle) he brushes you off. Saying you could talk later. You never did. You never will. He doesn't have time. He has more important stuff to do (What is more important than the love of your life?).

Through your pain you shrugged it off.

He's just stressed.

He doesn't mean it.

Soon everything will be like before.

It's okay, I'm overreacting.

It never did. Matter how much hope you had. It never got any better.

Even the most hopeless romantics lose hope someday.

"Can we talk? It's important." You try your best to communicate with your lover. You woke up before your usual routine just to have a chance of meeting him.

"Can it wait? I have to go to work." Alhaitham again brushes you off with his (now) usual monotone voice. Like he doesn't pay attention to a word you're saying. Just perceive that you're mentioning something not worth listening to.

"No it cannot-" You couldn't even finish your sentence as your partner has already left the house.

It took everything for you to not scream out of frustration. Instead, tears rolled down your face. Uncontrollable sobs escaped your mouth. You covered your eyes with both of your hands as you fell on your knees. What seemed like hours and hours with no end were probably only a few minutes. What happened?

Were you not enough?

Were you a burden?

Did you annoy him too much?

All these things did not matter anymore. You got a new job offer in Liyue a few months ago. Just as Alhaitham's weird behaviour started. You first hesitated. Why would you leave everything you had?

It took everything in you to finally accept the job offer. A break is what you need right now. A new country, a new area and maybe many new friends.

Who wanted you here in Sumeru anyway? It's not like you had any friends.

It was just you and Alhaitham.

Now it's just you and your pain.

Clearly, Alhaitham didn't want you here, so you being gone for a few months shouldn't hurt, right? You leave in 2 days. That's why you wanted to talk to Alhaitham today, but he seemed... busy.

You lay down on your bed and cried into your pillow. Hours passed and you haven't moved an inch. Not even to go drink or eat something. You just laid there and did nothing, but cry.

For the last 2 days you tried to talk to Alhaitham about your leave.

And for 2 days you failed to talk to Alhaitham about your leave.

It was just like the last months. Not one glance. Not one word. Not one conversation. Just you. Alone. Crying yourself to sleep.

You have packed your items for your trip and your transportation was just a short walk away. You didn't bother trying to tell Alhaitham about it.

He clearly doesn't care.

You closed your eyes. Took a deep breath and stepped out of your shared home.

Goodbye, Sumeru. I will see you in 6 months.

And hello Liyue. My new home for the next 6 months.

Alhaitham sighed in relief.

Finally.

He has been busy with so many different tasks and missions of utmost importance for the past months. As the Acting Grand Sage he had now new responsibilities which didn't make it easy for him. Especially after the whole chaos.

But now he was finished. Now he could spend some quality time with his lover. Oh, how he missed you.

He didn't want to tell you about it. He thought it would bring you unnecessary stress and worry. He didn't want that. He loves you with all his being and seeing you sad or mad makes his heart ache to the point it's unbearable. You, his precious angel.

He knew he had been neglecting you for the last weeks. He missed being near you as well. Your touch, your voice, your delicious cooking. Everything.

He was about to make it up to you with a nice date. He knew one date couldn't compensate for all the wrongs he did the past months. But he planned the best date you could even imagine. He even bought tickets for one of Nilou's shows. They were hard to get but Alhaitham knew you liked her so much and used his position and power as the Acting Grand Sage to get the VIP tickets.

"[Name]?" Alhaitham yelled through the house. "Sweetheart I'm home!" No answer.

The Sage looked confused. It was Saturday, you should be free.

Maybe you were asleep? Yeah, that's probably it. You looked very tired the last few times he saw you.

He quickly checked your bedroom. Empty. Weird. You would tell him if you had appointments or meet-up with friends. But you didn't...

In all his worries he asked Kaveh. His beloved roommate.

"Kaveh?" He knocked on the door. As he got permission to enter he opened the door.

"What?" Said roommate looked at him annoyed. Alhaitham however ignored that. It's nothing new between them.

"Have you seen [Name]? They aren't home and I'm quite worried." He announced his worries.

Kaveh stared at him blankly. "Are you serious?"

Alhaitham blinked in confusion. "... Yes? Have I missed a certain appointment today? Was it important?"

The architect couldn't believe it. Was he serious? You left to Liyue and Alhaitham didn't know? He didn't even notice?

"Alhaitham. You're telling me you didn't notice [Name] leaving about a month ago? A month?! Are you serious?!" Neither of them could believe what they were witnessing.

"W-What? [Name] left? Without telling me?" Why wouldn't you tell him? Have you perhaps forgotten him?

"Without telling you?! Are you hearing yourself? [Name] has been trying for weeks to get your attention, but you were oh so busy with work, that you completely neglected them! They left for Liyue about a month ago because they got a pretty good job offer. They tried to tell you but you were so dense you didn't care. Don't come to me and whine about how they didn't tell you because they tried. You can apologise to them in 5 months when they come back. If they even want to anymore." Kaveh scoffed and closed the door right in front of his face.

You left a month ago and he didn't notice?

You will come back in 5 months?

Part 2

Not proofread.

[s1m0nth3swag]

Gotta yap about my Dead boy boyfriends sorry chat

Like

I physically need to talk about them but my friends haven't watched the show yet (WATCH IT OTS SO GREAT AAHHHHH)

Some short imagines/ short scenario type of stuff? Idk

Not proofread (atp I don't know what that word means ngl I never proofread my studf)

It is currently 11pm for me, I am tired, this probably sucks but I do not care actually

☆ Imagine meeting the two for the first time and you genuinely cannot speak because they're both a little too gorgeous, I mean, Edwin slays his outfit and Charles has the biggest brown eyes. Pretty boys fr

★ I just think that, if you're another ghost, Edwin would like you more at first, if you're alive, Charles would (because of the whole Charles hates being dead thing and Edwin doesn't like being around the living)

☆ In this scenario, let's play with you being alive and (mostly) well. Involved in one of their cases, maybe, or you went into Jennys shop to get meat or something (if you don't eat meat pretend you're cooking a meal for a friend or something)

★ Probably immediately you kinda notice a strange aura (totally not Charles staring you down because he's never seen someone as cool and swag as you) - and let's be honest you aren't even surprised when you meet Crystal and she's looking at the corner all weird.

☆ meeting them again however, you probably just had some near death experience (maybe you wandered into a haunted house, or you somehow got involved in the whole Esther business) and you probably don't even care that ghosts exist because yeah, kinda checks out

★ Charles is probably immediately on your heel (Edwin is just the tiniest bit jealous) asking you all sorts of questions (Edwin is just the tiniest bit interested as well)

☆ getting to know them better, Edwin finds he quite likes yapping about cases with you (my autistic ghost boy needs someone that ACTUALLY listens to what he says) he will be overjoyed if he starts talking about a case and you go "Oh wasn't that the one where.." because yes!! It was that case! You remembered!! Good job!!!

★ I feel like the whole relationship would come along naturally at some point. Just you complaining how you can't sleep because your pillow is too warm and both of them offering to stay with you since ghosts are pretty cold

☆ they have the mutual agreement that they're somewhat sharing your affection since you give both of them the same. They'll just have conversations like "did you already tell them [...]" and "Oh, yeah I did could you do [...] for them?" Already being fully in the mindset of 'we can and will make this work with three people'

★ I think Charles would actually have a more difficult time when the relationship officially starts though. He just has so much affection for you and Edwin that he's almost bursting, but Edwin doesn't always like touch so he has ti be careful and look for the signs and you actually have to keep yourself up and cared for instead of being able to cuddle 24/7

☆ Just a silly boy struggling with not kissing and hugging both his partners at all times (though he has two hands, and will be the middle part whenever the three of you walk somewhere.)

☆ Edwin is more a acts of service type of guy while Charles, obviously, is big on physical touch, so whenever Charles holds you back from doing laundry or the dishes, Edwin will do it for you so you can chill out

★ doesn't mean you don't do things for the boys, though. You regularly get books for Edwin (which he's happier about that he shows) and always give Charles the chance to talk to you without any judgement (same goes for Edwin, though he doesn't use that offer as often as Charles)

☆ Imagine Charles rescuing Edwin from hell and that night the three cuddle up with each other even though Edwin and Charles don't sleep, just so you can hold both of them to make sure they're still there and well

[merwgue]

A DAY IN A LIFE AS AN 18 YEAR OLD SENIOR

7AM- woke up and took my medication! Remember to always take your medication, being healthy is so hot

7:15- I went to do my skincare and did my make-up, and I stayed on my socials for a bit since i have to wait half an hour after taking my meds to eat!

7:30-had breakfast and went to do some extra credit work, then my friends called me and asked me if I wanted to go grab a coffee and continue studying at the library, I of course was like, obviously

8:30- continued studying with my friends for like 30 minutes, you cannot study with friends, it's too unserious!

9AM - quickly made it into class, and we started studying again, this time for real. The teacher is such a bore.

3PM- made it back home, quickly changed out of My school uniform, and decided to go out with my friends to go watch a movie (it ends with us, don't watch it, it's absolutely horrible trust me, we had the whole theater to ourselves and we kept laughing) after that we just went to the mall and hung out

8PM- got back home, changed into my pj's, hung out with my baba and he quizzed me on what I revised yesterday (my parents are quite involved in my study life🤣) and he checked my phone for any suspicious activities but I was cleared, then I just went to my room and started studying again, for anyone who's doing A levels, do not take further maths it is HELL.

10PM- I finished all my revision and all my homework then I decided to do some extra credit work, so I started researching! It's tiring but trust me it helps in the long run

11PM- I got bored, and I just started scrolling on tiktok and tumblr. I actually love tumblr🤣🤣

12AM- I just realised that I didn't do my workout today so I tried to do it late at night- keyword tried because I ended up giving up

12:30 AM- I kissed my baba good night and I went to bed, overall very good day

Have a nice days my loves mwahh❣️❤️

[tennessoui]

i made the mistake of starting your time travel fic at 11pm…

kit.

“it’s like being burned alive”?????? only to be followed up with “you burn me”????? i cannot BREATHE—

that work is the best piece i’ve ever read in my entire life and i don’t have words to tell you how awed i am by your writing!

no concrete promises but i have the day off today and the next chapter of time and tide is my project!! (along with a mushroom risotto so here's hoping at least one of them comes out well!)

here's a sneak peak of probably the moment in time and tide people have been waiting two years for lol

“‘ristel,” Hardeen murmurs as he swims up to consciousness through the waters of a probable concussion. Aristel had hit him so hard.  Anakin had hit his master. But it had been Hardeen he was aiming for. It had been Hardeen's skin that broke beneath Anakin’s fists. Didn’t that make it Hardeen? Isn’t this Hardeen? “No,” Aristel lies, standing just behind Hardeen’s head so that the man cannot see him, strapped down as he is. “Anakin,” Hardeen says and he still sounds muddled but he’s more alert now. Injured, but not asleep. “Hardeen,” Anakin says, because he doesn’t know how to respond to the question in Hardeen’s voice. If you are not Aristel, are you Anakin?  Anakin doesn’t know, he doesn’t know.  He doesn’t feel like either of them. Both defined themselves by their love for Obi-Wan Kenobi. And that love is—is a black hole in the middle of his chest. Eating itself to survive, shrinking by the moment, leaving only a nothingness behind that's expanding to fit itself into the empty space. “No,” Hardeen says, and Anakin closes his eyes and exhales shakily. His knees feel weak, as if he could collapse at any moment. He feels insane. The thought is insane, the thought is ruinous. The thought cannot be endured for a moment longer without being spoken. “Obi-Wan,” he whispers. It tears through his throat like a scream. Like he is spitting out fire, like he is being burned alive all over again.  Hardeen is silent; Hardeen says, “Yes.”

[chiapurin]

answering this in one go because i cannot sleep

1. stats

cw: 66.5kg/146.7lb (18/10)

sw: 68.3kg/150lb

hw: 78kg/172lb

lw: 52kg/114lb

2. height, do you like your height?

im 166cm/5'4 and yes because im considered taller than average in my country

3. ugw, why this number?

49kg/108lb because that's the weight of jake in miss peregrine and i want to look like him

4. biggest fear about weight loss?

gaining it all back (i've done that)

5. why do you really want to lose weight?

i looked better at a lower weight, felt better too. alsp im going to japan this december and i need to look good in my pics

6. do you ever binge? why do you think so?

yes, because i genuinely love food (im a chronic overeater, been doing that as long as i have lived). but the point that i knew i Binged instead of just overeating is when i was in my first depressive episode

7. do your parents know about your issues with food?

my mom: yes. she knows that i either restrict or overeat lmao, she also caught me pūrging

ny dad: idk to be honest. i did cry and had a break down in the car after eating crab ramen, but i think he's kinda dense and just thinks im on a diet

8. workout routine

i don't have one, rn i just try to have 1100c deficit daily. when i do have to workout, i do l1dia m3ra's 10 mins abs and m0momi's 4 mins slim leg. or i jog and walk for 45 mins

9. were negative things ever said about your weight?

hell yeah i was bullied in elementary school

10. what was the hardest thing you gave up to lose weight?

snacking at 11pm and having snacks after a huge meal

11. fav th1nspo blog, why?

don't have one, but i do like @/xiaospo on twt

12. what do you normally eat?

i've been eating air fried potatoes every other day. steamed fish, stir-fried veggies, grilled chicken, clear soup

13. safe food and why?

- sugar free fisherman's friend choco and salted caramel candy: it's 0 c4ls

- air fried potatoes, kimchi, danmuji, canned tuna, most veggies, apples, pineapples: low c4l and taste good

14. fav thinspo photo and why?

she just look so perfect, i mean look at her.. same height as me, though she's bmi 15

15. fear food, why are these scary?

noodles, i love noodles so it's very Easy for me to overeat them. a serving of local noodles is 400c+! pizza and pasta too, Way too high c4l and i can't make a low c4l version of them

16. how long have you struggle with this?

august 2022 i guess (been overeating since like. Forever)

17. are you diagnosed with an 3d?

no but i have had episodes of restricting, binge eating, vom pūrging, exercise pūrging. so maybe osfed/ednos?

18. what food is your weakness?

any food when im hungry tbh

20. what started your issue with food?

1st depressive episode where i barely leave my room and would omad vending machine snacks at 11pm, or cook up double portion chilli oil noodles.

21. have your pūrged?

yup both methods too

22. fav things about your 3d

makes me sk1nny and gives me superiority complex

23. least fav things about your 3d

can't eat whatever i want, Always c4l counting

24. do you have other mental illnesses? do you think they contribute to your 3d?

im not dxed of depression and anxiety. but basically during my 1st depressive episode, i omad because i was too scared of other people looking at me when i eat/cook. i also eat when im depressed! so i's say yeah. though lately im trying to cope with other things

25. fav motivating shows/movies

h0use md because the eps were filmed before 2010s so everyone was real sk1nny. and also miss p3regrine because of her calculation on jake's speed to reach her sanctuary

26. do you have rules for eating?

i guess so? i ALWAYS count my c4l, even when i binge (i'd guesstimate it). i also avoid fried foods and only eat them when the social situation requires me to

27. do you ever see yourself recovering?

not really. even when i reach my ugw, i still have to restrict because if not i'd overeat my way to my sw

28. what is your ed driven by?

earlier this month it was about control but now i just wanna lose weight man

29. what features do you hope to achieve?

THIGH GAP!

30. fav tip?

idk... maybe actually eating what you crave, then go for a walk

[aprillikesthings]

my poor esophagus :(

Looking up advice for GERD (aka "oh god I have heartburn ALL THE TIME") is so frustrating because it's like:

Don't smoke: done

Maintain a "healthy" weight: I question your premise but for the purposes of this argument I already do by any doctor's standard

Get some exercise: I already do, and also I had it just as bad while on the camino walking 13 miles a day lol

Don't eat too fast: I don't

Here's a list of foods you shouldn't eat: half of them I already don't eat or rarely eat (I already cut down on chocolate and stopped drinking anything carbonated), removing the other half would take away most tasty things, there is no way I'm living without garlic and tomatoes and coffee, c'mon

Don't lie down for three hours after eating: firstly, I get heartburn sitting up? but also I get home from work at 11pm that's not really possible

UGGGGH

I've been taking famotidine DAILY but I just reread the label and ....you are not supposed to do that. Oops. 😬

But also it's not enough anymore I just have heartburn starting in the afternoon and going into the night like EVERY DAY lately

I've tried drinking a glass of water a little bit before meals (I read that could dilute stomach acid) but it didn't help.

I've had nausea off and on a lot lately--like if I get hungry I'll get nauseated and then I eat and I'm STILL NAUSEATED

Today I've had heartburn all afternoon despite water with baking soda and a handful of chewable calcium antacids. (Like seriously I've taken five now?)

I've taken PPI's before but it's a struggle to time them around meals/ADHD meds, but fuck this, I cannot live this way anymore :( I ordered some to be delivered overnight, please cross your fingers for me

--also I just looked and apparently if I'm having heartburn all the time, it interferes with sleep, it's causing nausea, and OTC meds aren't helping, I'm supposed to see my doctor.

But I'm going to give the PPI a chance first.

[seokjinsonlyone]

if bts were american and ate our fast food, where do u think they would eat at

i love this question so much it is just out of the box enough for me omg mind u i'm an east coast girlie so ion know nun bout dat in and out or whatever else they got on the west side

haters gon say it's fake but jimin would 100% main popeyes like catch him getting a 3pc chicken combo dark meat only 🤪 and he'd drizzle honey and hot sauce on the chicken either that or the 5 pc strips with the sweet heat sauce if he's feeling a sense of childlike wonder every other month he goes through a weeklong spicy chicken sandwich phase always drinks sweet tea exclusively

jin would swear by chickfila and i can't blame him! like the consistency is always there in the food and the service and that's just what he needs in life like my man has high standards and they just don't disappoint when it comes to the food i can see him getting the grilled chicken club sandwich with a side salad as his go to meal, the regular deluxe sandwich when he's feeling indulgent, and the 30ct nugget when he's feeling ravenous. whenever there's a seasonal shake he has to try it at least once otherwise it's him and the diet lemonade against the world

joonie is giving cookout like there's just so much variety if he want a burger they got it, barbecue they got it, chicken quesadilla, hot dog, corn dog, chili cheese fries, just.... all his wants and needs would be at cookout and when he's feeling a sweet treat??? boom they got the best milkshakes in town. i think his go to meal would be a big double burger tray with a chicken wrap and onion rings for the sides and he got to have cheerwine for the drink mhm iktr

it pains me to say it but i can really see tae up at 2am getting a deluxe cravings box from taco bell like i personally can't stand taco bell it just ain't for me like don't get me wrong there's been times when i worked overnight and it was bought for me so i ate it but i wouldn't choose it but i think tae would 😭🙏 like it's more convenient than chipotle bc it's open later and has a drive through so it's conducive with his lifestyle so that's where he's at in the parking lot at 2:30 with a crunchwrap supreme a doritos locos taco and a baja blast sigh

jungkook would LOVE wawa like i don't think you understand how many times i've imagined going to wawa with jk especially after seeing his camping vlog and there was one point where he was eating a sandwich and he was like if he could eat any food for the rest of his life it'd be a sandwich and it was at that moment that i knew me him and wawa would be written in the stars like catch us at 11pm getting an italian sub some takis and a blueberry pomegranate smoothie

suga would def be at wendy's like i don't think y'all understand how much i love the wendy's app like she has never steered me wrong she is there for me when it's midnight and me and my friends have no place to go we be in dat parking lot fr 😭🤞 and bc yoongi is my twin flame my best friend he would feel the same like it's better than mcdonald's and the way you can rack up rewards points like nobody's business like it's an economical choice it just makes sense i can see him getting the double stack biggie bag with spicy chicken nuggets and a diet coke to drink

i had to think hard for hobi bc i'm like he so boujee these days with his steak and truffles that i couldn't imagine him getting trash food with the commoners but with a little brainpower i placed him directly in zaxby's like you cannot tell me he wouldn't love him some zaxby's sweet teriyaki boneless wings with some fries and that slice of bread they put in the box on the side with a sprite to drink of course yeah that would do it for him every time

i really don't think you understand how much i loved this question like imma be thinking about this scenario for the rest of the week sodfjakjdl

[sunnybunny2468]

any fun facts abt ur ocs? im rlly interested in them :3

oh betbetbet

four facts about each!!!

BRI:

-she's a huge vocaloid fan!! specifically english songs, but she is the type to listen to darker songs in japanese so long as the instrumental is peppy and poppy. nobody tell her.

-she knows how to understand ASL somewhat, a friend taught her! she messed up salt four times and mixed up salt and fork. ....she really just struggles with salt, huh.

-she is incredibly sheltered, but has bad luck sometimes. if it's deceptively dark under cuteness, she will likely fall for it....especially if it has pretty girls. DDLC and Madoka Magica are things she will never recover from.

-her spirit animal is most totally a bunny. besides her love of them, she taps her foot when she's impatient, she runs more than she fights, and she jumps in place when she's excited but good luck getting her to eat anything but coffee rolls. :3

ALLIE

-she is popular canonically, but doesn't like it too much. ah, it's so hard to be a girlboss girlfailure in this world...luckily, she's good at telling them to fuck off. (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

-Bri thought her trans flag on her wall was hatsune miku related. i mean, miku did help her figure out her gender crisis, so task failed successfully.....??? once she finds out, Allie is just planning to make it into an inside joke though. Bri aint escaping this one.

-oh her gaydar is crazy good. she knows Bri is sapphic as fuck but isn't about to tell her. she's gonna let the clueless girliepop figure it out herself like she had to <3

-used to do magic as a teenager, and brought Bri along. still wears her mini tophat near constantly, to the point the pin always attached to it is her calling card at this point. doesn't do magic often anymore, but she did use it to keep her sis occupied when she was little, along with annoy Miley these days by confusing the fuck out of him.

MILEY

-he loves rain. his favorite gift from the group is an orange umbrella he got for his birthday. the reason he likes it? it keeps other people inside and lets him chill alone outside of his room. vibe lil man.

-if there's one hobby he loves, it's photography. he only takes pictures of other people or things, and often ends up deleting them out of worry someone will criticize something about the photo and he'll lose interest/start hating it. the only exception to this is pictures of animals and his friends, since he loves them too much to get rid of them.

-mans sleep schedule is FUCKED. he stays up late googling things related to his friends interests, and then spends the rest of the day paying for it. Bri is very tired (pun intended) of having to constantly wake him up in the middle of class because he decided that last night he wasn't gonna sleep until he beat a minigame. that he had only started an hour ago. which was 11PM.

-he shares a birthday with hatsune miku! (august 31st, 2007) his weeb of a best friend reacted to this by, without fail, every single goddamn year, showing up wearing at least one miku related thing. he's grown to love it, promise. that exhausted sounding sigh is a loving exhausted sounding sigh. <3

LAVENDER

-Lavender is a nickname, due to her first name being hard to pronounce, that being Liliana. eventually, everyone started either calling her Lav, Lavu, or Lily. Most times it's just Lavender though hehe

-she keeps track of the favorite snacks of every close friend she has, and makes sure it's always in her basket. for each member, Bri has coffee rolls, Allie has chocolate chip cookies, Miley has fruit gummies, and she packs herself white chocolate.

-she refuses to curse under any circumstances. you cannot make her. she sees it as inappropriate and immature. compare this to Miley, who if you asked him to stop cursing, would tell you 'are you goddamn serious?- shut the hell up and fuck off!' they argue over it often. very often.

-she wears gloves whenever she leaves the house. originally, she started wearing them as a gift from Allie, but slowly realized it made her more comfortable to have them. sadly, her trips into the woods behind her house and picking flowers have ruined quite a few pairs :(

thank you for asking! <3

[roylustang]

Okay here’s a fun summary of my weekend in which I did not sleep

Saturday 3am: wake up

4am: drive to race venue

5am: Evan starts the race, I go back to my car and sleep for 3 more hours. I never really fell fully asleep but it did feel very rejuvenating so I’m fine with it.

8:30am - 8:30pm: Evan’s sister and I crew Evan for the first 50 miles of the race and watch the other races unfold. Lin Chen, who I first heard about in a podcast hardly a week ago wins the 100k race outright. She’s gonna get top 10 in western states later this month EASY—this was a training run for her. Actually first and second place in the 100k overall were women which is awesome. I eat spaghetti with my hands. Among many other things. A gopher pokes his head out of his little gopher hole for a little bit, he’s cute. An hour later a 3+ foot long gopher snake slithers through our tent, which Evan’s sister is terrified of. Someone saw a bear on course. Actually the guy who saw the bear was talking about it to someone on the phone while I was eating rice by my car. I get my shit together to pace Evan.

8:30pm: The sun has set but there’s still a little bit of light out and I set out to run with Evan for the next 38.5 miles (~62 kilometers). I’m fucking pumped. We have both severely underestimated the course.

9:30pm: we set up Pig Farm Hill, which is very steep and decorated with little plastic pigs (like rubber ducks). I’m still pumped and I feel prepared bc I just ran 34,000ft/10,000m+ of elevation last month.

11pm: we go up the second steep, long climb of the course. I will later conclude climbing is much easier at night simply for the fact you cannot see how much farther you have left to go. There’s also funny signs that say shit like “you’re not there yet! :(“ and “John 3:16” which is apparently a meme making fun of Christian white girls. There’s also direct action propaganda that says “Make [name of race] a Western States qualifier” bc the race director for western states is running the race.

Sunday 12am: Evan and I are on a road section of the course. It’s pitch black outside, obviously, no moon, but we have headlamps. I look up into the cliff face and see something very reflective. I pray it is a course marker up a switchback but I know in my heart it is not. It’s a pair of eyes watching us. Evan turns his headlamp up brighter and it is in fact a juvenile mountain lion. We attempt to be loud but it seems unfazed. We back away slowly watching it the entire time until it is out of sight, checking back into the void behind us occasionally just in case.

1am: I am plagued by the reflective eyes of creatures in the forest for the remainder of the night. The second pair of eyes we see I immediately think “jackal”, and I’ll find out later Evan also thinks this even though that doesn’t make sense because we’re in California. Upon further research later we conclude it is a bobcat. There is also a deer, very close. All of these creatures are watching us as we pass through like they think we can’t see them. But all we can see are their eyes and it’s fucking terrifying. Also if I didn’t know bullfrogs sounded like that I’d be sprinting. And we hear a gunshot somewhere in the distance (some coyotes attacked some dogs somewhere, we’ll find out later)

1:30am: we’re almost done with the 13.5 mile loop, and I eat absolute shit on some rocks. Both my knees are bruised, one is skinned to shit (I was wearing a compression sleeve on the other) as is one of my hands, but I’m bleeding in three places. Also, because I tripped on a slight downhill, the force of my fall flipped me onto my side, almost my back, so I also have bruises and scrapes on my arm and shoulder which I won’t realize for another 12 hours. I’m kind of amazed I didn’t scrape my face on the ground. All of this stings like a motherfucker but I get up quick and we run back to tent city. Also I am spared some bc the part of my knee I scraped did not cross over the part of the knee I scraped when I ate shit the week previous. All of this still stings even now on Monday bc scabs are trying to form on very bendable parts of my body.

2am: we set out on the 11.5 mile loop. We’re trying to finish the first (for me) 25 miles before the sun rises so we don’t have to climb up Pig Farm Hill again in the heat of the day. I change into a long sleeve sun shirt bc it’s getting cold and it might protect my hands if I fall again.

2am-3am: we do the Creek Crossings. All of them are complete shit. Some of them are more the ponds, but the only thing there is to cross them are thin wooden boards that aren’t attached to anything. It’s pretty pointless. Our feet are soaked and covered in mud. This section of the course is otherwise much flatter but this fucking sucks so I’m not doing this one again. I’d much rather climb another like 3,000 feet than deal with this shit. Otherwise this section is rather uneventful. Evan and I are both pretty tired though so we’re not really talking anymore.

5:30am: we make it back to tent city just as daylight breaks. We completed our first goal. Evan takes some time at tent city. I’m very slowly eating a palm-sized, 300 calorie PB&J some aid station volunteers gave us, but I know my guts are turning. Also my calf feels really weird. I eat about half of it and stick the other half completely unwrapped in my pack. Fuck it.

I should also mention the entire time Evan and I are peeing like crazy. Like every other mile. We always pee together to conserve time. At some point I feel like all the water I’m drinking is only being used to make me pee.

5:45am: we leave to do the 13.5 mile loop again for the last time. I poop like 5 times. I can’t really eat anything anymore (without pooping) but we’re also not really running anymore either, so I’m not worried bc I’m good at fat oxidization. I say I’m not going to eat anymore but I do anyway bc the allure of capri suns and sour candy at the aid stations compel me. Those things surprisingly don’t make me poop.

7am: we make it to the top of Pig Farm Hill again. Evan sits down to take off his shirt bc it’s starting to get warm. As he does so, a group of trail runners/hikers and their husky come up the trail. I’m so ecstatic I don’t ask to pet their dog and just do it because I need the morale boost. Evan gets his shirt on and is immediately licked all over his face. This is great.

8am: I am starting to fall behind as a pacer bc Evan is a fucking beast on the climbs and at this point I have only gone this far one other time in my life. My quads are trashed. I’m also going slightly insane with sleep deprivation bc I haven’t slept in at least 24 hours. I am talking half to Evan half to myself about just really stupid shit i don’t even really remember.

8:30am: we’re back on the switchback climb which sucks now because I can see it. Evan takes a break and I pick a 3 foot tall dandelion and hold it over my head like a balloon for morale. I do that for like a mile before the stem flops over and then I put it in my pack instead. The seeds are slowly being blown away as we go and I’m emotionally attached to it now in my sleep deprivation. It seems sad but I convince myself it’s a good thing bc this dandelions seeds are literally being spread over miles. It’s arguably the most successful dandelion that’s ever existed.

10am: I squat down to pee at mile 37 and pull a muscle in my quad when I stand back up bc they’re so thrashed. Men have it so easy. Regardless, we make it back to tent city with no problem on my end and now Evan is surely going to finish, he just has to do the 11.5 mile loop one more time. And I’m done pacing.

After that, I get some ice for my quad and take an ibuprofen and try not to move. My leg didn’t really hurt the last mile back but now it really hurts to bend or straighten it completely and even the slightest downhill is a pain. Miraculously it feels completely fine today, but it is tender to the touch and I can’t stretch it. I immediately become less insane upon sitting down for like 20 minutes. Evan’s sister loves the fact that one of our tent neighbors DNF’ed. He signed up for the hundred miler despite having only ever run a half marathon because his girlfriend does them and “if she can do it then so can he”. He drops at mile 30. She wins the race. We’re all cackling.

3:30pm: Evan finishes the race and we fuck around (re: rest) for little bit before packing up the tent and shit. I’m driven back to my car which is only like 1/3rd of a mile away bc ouch.

5pm: we go to dinner bc we obviously need food. I’ve burned 6,000 calories. I ran with Evan for 14 hours. That’s the longest I’ve ever run time-wise. All of these stats indicate to my body that I’ve just completed a 100 kilometer effort despite only going 62 kilometers (with 6,300 feet of elevation). And also it feels like it, though my legs don’t hurt as much as the first time I ran 100km (#experience).

7:30pm: we drop Evans sister off at the airport. I am having an out of body experience in the passenger seat and fall asleep for 10 minutes. The sun is setting again and I’m losing my mind.

9:30pm: we get back to the motel and blessedly pass the fuck out for the next 12 hours, tired, sore, and beaten, but victorious for the first time in almost a year. Trauma has finally been resolved. Hallelujah.

[xx-slug-xx]

Ethical consumption does not exist

Enjoy what you want

You aren’t bad because of the actions of other people. You aren’t bad for enjoying the things that bad people create. You aren’t bad for enjoying something that could potentially cause harm in very specific contexts. I’m referring to fiction, but really, it’s with everything.

You like McDonalds? Well your enjoyment of a major fast food chain only serves to give money to the rich business men who run McDonalds. You know who the rich are? They are the people who oppress us. The rich McDonalds people profit from the hunger of, primarily, lower and middle class citizens. They don’t have cheap food out of the goodness of their hearts to feed the hungry (McDonalds really isn’t all that cheap these days though, but it’s still lower than most other chain restaurants). They only care about the money. What do they do with that money? They pocket it for themselves and give none to the people who need it. But they love money. They love money so much that they want to make more money. How do they make more money? They build more McDonalds. To do that, they need supplies for construction and the food itself. This contributes to pollution and animal abuse. Therefore, you cannot ethically consume McDonalds without contributing to all these bad things. But are you a bad person for eating a fucking Big Mac at 11pm? No! If you don’t want to support a major chain like McDonalds, then that’s your decision. Just like how being vegan is a decision people can make in order to not support animal abuse! But if you make that choice, does that give you the right to tell other people that they are horrible for eating McDonalds? Fuck no!

It’s a stupid analogy, I know. However, the point is that its the same for consuming fiction! Just because,for example, a creator is a bad person, that doesn’t mean that you are a bad person for enjoying the fiction that they create. Can you still choose not to support or consume that fiction though? Yes! Should you force people to do the same? NO! Let people choose for themselves what they want to do! They aren’t bad people because they don’t agree with you! You can consume fiction and still be critical of the media and the people who created it! Ethical consumption does not exist anywhere in the modern era!

[feminaferitas]

More Adult!Jackie AU Lore

Please note, these are exclusively my headcanons (though some plotting details have been created based on dynamics with folks like @healiotrope and @darkconsumed), so this isn't meant to be definitive, and also I would appreciate it if details weren't lifted for others' Jackie Survives AUs. I do acknowledge I'm late to the fandom and similarities are natural in general, but I have a very specific set of ideas as it pertains to her evolution in a survival situation.

This is a bit of headcanon/lore concerning her career, her dietary choices, and what danger that presents when the darkness returns.

On building up and breaking down Jackie Taylor's adult life through the way she manicures her life post-rescue:

Ever the clinger to normalcy, Jackie works herself overtime to distance herself from the experiences in those woods. Apart from the chronic pain of her arm always reminding her of how weak she was in the face of unstoppable, unfeeling nature, there are so many parts of herself she can control. She wants to starve the wild urges out of herself. She wants to entrench herself in organized society and wield it to preserve her status.

This turns into her veganism and career in law.

Where Lottie could cast the bones and witness visions from the outer edges of the wilds, Jackie focuses on becoming a student of the law, a set of guidelines that keep us civil and socialized (or so she believes). She doesn't dislike Lottie's spiritualism, in fact she knows she owes her life to Lottie. She just knows herself and cannot bring herself to be fully invested in the supernatural in that same way, so Jackie seeks to balance out Lottie's energy as an interpreter by becoming an interpreter of the cold, hard, human law. It also gives her status and power to wield over others. Not just moral superiority, but the law is on her side. While she does like helping people truly, there's undercurrents of struggling to maintain her place at the top of the pyramid as she did in high school. Once a teen queen, always a teen queen.

Veganism isn't as widespread when she first begins to adopt it, but as society moves forward and food-conscious options become more widely available and accepted (for dietary and other health reasons, most notably) this becomes easier for Jackie to live by. Plant-based eating makes her feel clean and guiltless (apart from ethical production issues but a girl's gotta eat something). It also gives her a power over social situations involving food. If you're looking for approval from the most disagreeable person in the room, they have all the power -- she can wield her veganism to control social gathering situations. "They have to have vegan options." She doesn't always, she's more than capable of accommodating herself. But it's another way to entrench herself firmly in society and not the wilds. She refuses to go back to the wilderness, those days of survival.

Except, I see her 25th anniversary regression/trauma manifestation arising in cravings. Temptations. Shauna comes back into her life and makes meatloaf and Jackie has to decide whether to refuse that part of her friend's approach or to stomach it. And of course she gets sick, she's been vegan for about 15 years by the point of Season 2. But her body craves nutrients, and she cannot starve the wilderness out of her entirely. She begins to backslide. She considers a cheeseburger at 11pm her low point, but she has no idea how far she's going to fall. Is it as bad as the movie Raw? Probably not. Not yet, at least.

But after two and a half decades of trying to rewire her instincts and become perfectly entrenched in society, the darkness comes for them all and Jackie has to grapple once again with her perfectly projected image of being a healthy, powerful woman who has it all (and absolutely isn't slave to her baser instincts).

[ryekat]

WHAT IF I WANNA READ UR SEAGULL POEM 🧍🏻‍♀️

My master piece that I wrote sleep deprived at 11pm in a hostel in Dublin about a seagull who kept trying to eat my muffin. Enjoy

An Open Letter to Seagulls

You are cute & you are loud

You remind me of my cat.

But cry all you want, my muffin

You cannot have.

Though the concept of money is foreign to you

I am not afforded that same luxury

So you’ll have to make due.

I’ll tell you the same thing I tell my dog

It’s not my fault you can���t have chocolate

You’ll have to take that up with God.

[lev1tati0n]

if i eat 1200 cals a day i consistently lose a pound a day, everyone’s bodies r different but here is how i do it

morning: i have a fat coffee, somewhere between 100-130 cals. helps suppress my appetite. i allow myself a snack of 100 cals or so if i start feeling sick or nauseous and cannot go on lmao.

6pm: dinner, i shoot for 600 cals.

11pm-12am: i can’t go to bed hungry, i eat whatever i can afford by subtracting burned calories. this usually ends up being 300-600 calories depending on how much i’ve exercised that day, thank the lord for my apple watch.

i drop a pound a day like this! thank you for coming to my ted talk. i have low key been maintaining 116 last few weeks because school has chipped away at my mental fortitude lol. good luck to you all