#cuz like- what if I really did need that money?
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ok, this is just a small pet peeve of mine cuz im lwk a petty ahh beach. so for context, i have some hearing problems due to how often i listen to loud music. the amount of times my ears have been blocked or i've heard ringing in them is insane... my mom doesn't really care abt it, so im trying my best to solve it on my own.
basically, i looked up "hearing subliminals" since i couldn't go to a medical professional. that's when i found this "tinnitus frequency" thingy. while i wouldn't call what i have tinnitus, i think it also promoted ear health. the comments talked abt how well it was working so i started listening. however, while i did so, i just thought abt checking the description. imagine my surprise when i saw "oh actually, u need to use earphones for this subliminal for it to work!!" i was pissed off to say the least. I specifically stopped using earphones bcuz of how much WORSE my hearing was getting when using them.
first of all, it's just annoying cuz ur telling ME how to make this subliminal "work". it's implying that if i don't do this thing, then it won't work at all. that is incredibly frustrating!! but most importantly, i find it kind of limiting?? it's like, what purpose does this serve?? think abt it: ur mind/subconscious controls everything, meaning u choose how a subliminal affects u n shi. adding these "requirements" is promoting the limiting belief that u need to do something to receive ur 3d results.
im ok with ppl RECOMMENDING a certain method, bcuz that means that it's optional and u don't NEED to do anything. another thing im wondering is r they putting affirmations that specifically stop u from using the subliminal without that requirement? like, im the creator of my reality, so i don't need to listen to those rules? but if they're putting affirmations there, ur subconscious is gonna be incredibly confused and it would lwk be better to not listen in the first place...but i'll admit most ppl probably don't do that.
i also noticed that the same ppl that do this r the same ppl that make u pay for certain manifestation methods. hot take: they might aid u, but ur mind does all the work. this is one of the few things i agree with when it comes to ANTI-LOA: that there's a serious problem with ppl spending their money on "special" and personal manifestation methods or affirmations or classes or whatever the fuk. methods shouldn't be held behind a pay wall!!
The few "requirements" im ok with r listen once and requirements that don't cost money or make u struggle (like those fukin headphones!!)
in conclusion: "u need to listen this subliminal while-" no. "u need to pay money for this manifestation method that will fix all ur problems-" STFUU!! both of them r just preying on desperate inexperienced ppl and actually holding u back!! while u can listen to subliminals, ur mind is what is doing all the work. don't fall for the belief that u have to work for ur manifestations!!
and remember, this is all imo!! happy manifesting ăž(â°â°â)ďžďž
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Amazon: HEEEY!~ Hazbin hotel is getting a second season!
Me: Oh okay, that's cool I guess.
Amazon: They'll be even MORE action this season!! We're gunna focus on Alastor's backstory, and Pentious will be a key character, and Vox is gunna be a more prominent protagonist, and we'll show off more overlords, and Vaggie and Charlie get a "sexy life"~
Me: Uh-huh. And I can only assume that this season has a bigger episode count so that any of those plot points you mentioned have time to breath for more then ten minutes unlike season 1?
Amazon:
Me:.....You're gunna give this season time to breath ri-
Amazon: WE HAVE MERCH AT HOT TOPIC NOW TOO!!~
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(Incase people don't read the tags: The reason this annoys me so much isn't because I hate the show, it's because I want this show to do well. I want this show to make me feel like I should care for any of it's characters and plot points because it's well made, not because it's been created by an artist who is already popular online. I truly believe the animators and voice actors are giving it their all for this show, the voice acting is honestly the best quality in my opinion and everyone nails their roles, but the writing and pacing has so far been a cluster fire.
This is a legit show now, it's being funded by Amazon's money with literal broadway stars as parts of the cast. If season 1 taught the people creating this show anything it's that there needs to be breathing time for the plot points and the characters, and I sincerely hope that season 2 takes this into account. I doubt it with how much they've said they're going to include, but I really hope that, for animation as a whole - cuz god knows Disney hasn't been pumping out good animated movies as of late - season 2 takes into account what season 1 did poorly and improves on it)
#stfg-#If the voice acting in season 1 wasn't as stunning as it was I would be totally lost on this show#tbh I kind of am the voice acting is the only thing keeping me semi hooked#We can't really say the animation is great still cuz....it's being funded by Amazon's money now soooo what did we execpt?#You'd think after the shitstorm the pacing was in season 1 and the writing that they'd learn the show needed a bigger episode count#But NOOOOOO lets just throw in MORE plot points! And MORE characters because we DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ALREADY!#Just throw even more story into this dumpster fire cuz THE FANS WILL GET IT!! THE FANS WILL LOVE ANYTHING CUZ IT'S HAZBIN!!~#For the record: I want to confirm the reason I'm so annoyed is because I WANT this show to good#I want it to be well written and I want it to make me care about the characters#I want this show to make me feel like I should care because so far I don't#The writing is all over the place the pacing so far has been whack and Charlie doesn't evedevelop a deep connection with any of the#characters in the show aside from her pre-established girlfriend#Season 2 had better show some improvement writing and pacing wise because there isn't an excuse now#This is a legit show being funded by Amazon's money the writing needs to be better
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aaaaaaa okey I ordered the speaker and the star projector. (and a beauty blender and a neck support and the new volume of yona and the garbage disposal cleaner matt wanted.) it was still only $35 actually out of pocket and I get my allowance in the morning which will completely replace that amount. I will definitely like the speaker and if I don't like the star projector arin will.
#yes this did take me an entire week#I don't like spending money. I like having money and I like having things.#but I must spend money to get things.#but I have had a very draining weekend and I deserve nice things and that's what gift cards are supposed to be for.#(frankly even if nice things do need to be earned which is a notion that deserves to be critically examined)#(depending on how one defines 'nice things')#(I have more than earned all the nice things I could ever want between keeping other people alive and keeping myself alive.)#(we glamorize Big Actions way too fuckin much btw but that's tangential off the 'keeping other people alive' thing)#(Big Actions often have the smallest fuckin impact tbh. they mean nothing without thousands of small actions.)#I very nearly didn't order the projector but it's late and I'm in my room alone and I turned the lamp off early#so that no one can tell I'm still up since my brother is still here#and it's just a tiny bit too dark for being awake purposes#only a tiny bit though#there's good light through the window because of the courtyard#and the projector has an auto-off#idk I think it's worth trying. if I like it they can give me extra discs for it for christmas#and if I don't I can give it to arin#the notion that I can try stuff without 100% Committing Forever is. not one I grew up with.#like. mom started me on piano lessons for my 9th birthday cuz I'd mentioned it at some point#and I faithfully attended every week (barring schedule conflicts or illness) until I moved away for college at 19.#you had to promise you really wanted something for real if you were gonna get it and god help you if you were wrong.#even though neither of us were prone to tantrums or greed even without those tight boundaries.#(and even though she did not hold herself to that standard at all from what I can see.)
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I CAN DO THIS!!!! I CAN LEARN TO BE A THEATER DESIGNER!!!! YES I AM JUST STARTING OUT AND DOING THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!! THATS CUZ IT IS A TRADE AND YOU LEARN A TRADE BY PRACTICING!!!!! SO I AM GOING TO PRACTICE DAMMIT!!!!
#i am realizing i have the capacity to be rly ambitious and hardworking when itâs something i care about#which i didnât think i did. because adhd and academic struggles and such#but another side effect of caring a lot about this is i am rly disappointed and worried when i feel like iâm not doing well enough#which is a feeling i think most people get academically#but i turned that feeling off in my brain for a long time cuz again. at a certain point i was academically struggling#and i couldnât be disappointed anymore#like it was just less stressful to care a little less#which i am currently experiencing in my classes right now actually. need to deal with that#anyway#idk i keep finding out how much i donât know about theater design and then feeling so so embarrassed#and thinking i might be a fraud#but then people look at my work and they say nice things and i am deciding to take that to heart!!!#and just hope that theyâre right#itâs existential about career hours rn#also mandatory acknowledgement that iâm privileged for even considering an artistic careen#and iâm definitely gonna be living off ice soup if i try to make this happen#uh. that is all . yeah#ok yk what i should probably be a theater professor#that is definitely the biggest way iâve seen theater professionals get regular gigs (on college shows) and make enough money to live#and also have access to massive prop and set collections!!!!!#which is what itâs really all about baybeeee#ok that is all goodnjght#theater#career#rambling
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i honestly dont think my hatred for work is even mental illness related i just really dont want to do something i hate for 40 hours a week for. what. bills? maybe a crumb of food if im lucky
#jasper speaks#âoh just find something you enjoyâ now that IS mental illness related i dont enjoy anything#or i dont have the money for it ironically#i yearn for the youtuber life but i cannot afford a good pc and a desk for the pc and a good mouse and a good keyboard#and a good mic and i would also need to get a good personality probably. thats not money related im just really annoying#having enough money to live comfortably wouldnt solve all my problems but it would definitely solve a lot of them#honestly even if i did manage to get over my hatred of work#its like. im not good at anything#not in a self depricating way its just like. true#i do things very slowly and inefficiently and that isnt what capitalism wants#and i dont do things like that cuz i hate it im just slow#i also dont get along with people#and i dont mean just customers (which is what people always assume i mean)#i mean interviewers. i mean coworkers. i mean bosses. i mean important visitors.#i am very anti social for various reasons. some mental illness related#this is getting really long i think ive gotten my point across
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Okay, finished the season and my first impression is positive. Itâs true that we had too many scenes with big john and there was definitely too little time with the pogues all together but it still felt like a nice conclusion to this storyline. I particularly liked how they showed that both ward and big john, even being from such different backgrounds, became obsessed with the gold and turned into terrible fathers. It was a nice point to make. I also really liked all the couples this season with a particular shoutout to cleope cuz they were the cutest.
Also loved jiara ofc, Iâve been shipping them since forever and I felt like they developed the friends to lovers trope well, considering they both have a lot of issues with their families and their social status.
I read a lot of different opinions about the time jump on itself and jiara in the time jump and I must say that yes itâs disappointing not seeing how things happened when they get back (like with kie and her parents?? they looked way too happy and supportive in the final scene or what happens in general to everyone when they get back) but I guess they will tell us at the start of next season (probably with a john b voiceover). About the jiara not feeling really acknowledged in the time jump, I just feel like they were always less âphysicalâ than the other couples and more of a âheart eyes is how we show our loveâ kind of couple and they stayed true to that. They kept looking and smiling at eo and they seemed always aware of where the other was (like jj being completely turned to speak with her or kie looking for him when they moved toward the table) so I really didnât feel anything amiss about that.
I just think that this was the perfect open ending for the series when they didnât know if it would get renewed or not.
#long story short I liked it#I am also a little worried for next season cuz the new adventure sounds amazing but still I donât want them to ruin the dynamics we have now#also I need them to stop with the sarah going back to the kooks whenever she is kinda lost#cuz I get it but it happened two times already and we can move on now#she is sure in her role and herself now and thatâs what we needed#also the only thing I really want for next season is them explaining what happened when the guys came back#and also what cleo did with her money cuz john b didnât say anything about her#obx spoilers#obx3#jiara
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#so for the last like. as long as i can remember. ive had a shit sleep schedule#mostly like sleep all day and stay up all night kinda shit#but i got sick/burnt out recently and slept for almost two days straight#and somehow it reset my sleep schedule to something normal#like i went to bed at 10pm and woke up at 5am for the last few days#and i havent had to nap#and the not needing to nap is really fucking with me#like im used to waking up. feeding my dog. and then napping until i go to work#i should be napping rn. but im not tired#i dont have to get ready for work for another four hours and ive already been awake for three hours#i went to the coffee shop and to walgreens. im in real clothes instead of pajamas. i did a load of laundry#im laying in bed (its so hot i might be dying) and i just. dont know what to do with my time#im probably gonna do some cleaning and packing because im moving in two months#idk im just feeling some strange type of way because for the last few days ive been. alive#instead of sleeping my life away#its so strange. i got sick. slept for a few days. and now my biggest problem is just fixed? and i can have a life now?#its 70 degrees today and the world is my oyster. what should i do?#i have a list of chores im gonna do. i might walk to the coinstar machine so ill have money#yeah i want to do that cuz im in the negatives in my bank account but i want to get a cool drink before work today#my dad texted me this morning 'noticed your bank account is overdrawn for the second time this week. whats going on kid?'#which is such a sad text to get because i know im broke. thanks dad. lets pls ignore my financial hardships#if you want to make my dad less sad hmu for my venmo /hj#anyways ill probs do that today. get some cash so i can get a frozen lemonade from wawa or something#yknow that post thats like 'seasonal depression seems fake until its 50 degrees in march and it feels like you took a party drug'#i think thats partially whats happening here. its 70 degrees and sunny and my systems dont know what to do with that#i hope youre all having a great day that you dont sleep through. i love you!!
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Posts about bpd need to stop being so damn relatable to me đ¤¨
#listen im not saying i must have bpd cuz of a bunch of relatable tumblr posts dont clutch your pearls on me#but hm im starting to get suspicious ajsjk#just been spending these past few months really digging into my deeply repressed memories and emotions and i keep discovering more and more#fucked up shit lol like first its being forced to acknowledge that i have a bit more than some âminor traumaâ#and that ive actually just been like horribly abused like. my entire life and still am đ#then it was like really trying to think about myself and what ive done to cope with abuse and like ive constructed an entire person#to just live as whenever im in the abusive situations and when i was removed from the situation for the first time ever#i had like a huge crash a huge crisis i both functioned way better than everyone said i would like suspiciously better#but also way worse at the same time#i could handle all the responsibilities of living alone i never once felt scared or homesick i was clean i was efficient i used money wisely#but i also felt like i was dying and i couldnt function when my persona dropped#cuz i didnt need to be that person anymore i could finally be me but then like. who even is me ive never gotten to find out#i dont know basic ways to behave i still have no clue how to exist or what i truly want vs what i pretended to want#its all completely muddled and its hard to explain that i cant tell whats genuine with me and whats fake#cuz ive been forced to live the fake shit my entire life you know? ive had to and i had to accept it#ive never gotten to make any of my own actual decisions and at the same time i have to decide everything for everyone else#im the parent of my parents but never was the child and the child is still there asking for attention but no one is there#then you know i had to return to the abuse and so its like i did get to taste freedom but not for long and i spent all my time in that#crisis mode so it wasnt exactly a fun filled time but being back here is much worse than before cuz now i know whats happening#and how i have to perform and its like how do i discover anything about myself in this kinda environment and no one understands the turmoil#the reason why something simple like wearing different shoes is so impossible for me#its just a horrible environment to be in i am in hell constantly ive no clue whats happening and im very obsessive over everything#aaaaghhhhhhh help girl help lol
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what if I actually had the mental health points to tidy and rearrange my room tomorrow
#my diary#it's been over 3 months and I still have stuff I haven't unpacked lol#honestly just looking at the room makes me sad cuz. well it's small#I don't really have room for like. a desk and a chair.#but donating my tv to my sister DID free up my bedside table/tray which is a HUGE boon#I might be able to jerry rig a nice little in-bed office space#which will be nice for job interview video calls cuz the basement setup is distracting and ugly and unfixable lol#it's the thing I keep getting dinged on in Get A Job School#my clothes aren't nice and my background is messy#surprise! the two things you need money to change are the two things I'm struggling with the most#anyway it's really hard to rearrange what little furniture I have cuz there's no space to do that#and it doesn't help that *I* take up a lot of space#idk I'm just sad about it#but there's not much I can do about it#the alternative is living in my car LMAO
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Why is it so hard for parents to tell their kids what they want for Christmas??? My dad has been going on for MONTHS about wanting this particular thing so I said my sister and I would get it for him and now heâs like âitâs too expensive donât go itâ when the thing is FIFTY DOLLARS. I spent that much on him last year just me!!
#like i am doing him a favor and splitting the cost with my sister and just getting him the one thing#cuz heâs always so annoying about that#i told him if he doesnât let us buy him this Iâm gonna spend a bunch of money on a bunch of useless things#Im already trying to resist the urge to buy this bag of plastic pigs#i am not rich enough to be spending a bunch of money on a gag gift#at least my mom is finally being reasonable this year#usually I gotta fight with her until December but she gave me TWO idea to split with my sister last week#my sister is also being annoying because she asked for âpracticalâ gifts#bitch when have I ever given you anything practical#i got her some turtle Knick knacks and some cactus magnets lmao#i did get her a paint holder set that I hope she likes#i bought it back in March and have been holding onto it all this time so I NEED her to like it lol#my brother is the easiest to buy for cuz I just always get him a tshirt for something he likes#and Im the only one in the family who really knows what he likes so I usually win Christmas for him#this year I got him the speak now tv playing cards cuz he collects playing cards#and Im Gonna get him a Taylor swift tshirt cuz he keeps asking for one#just deciding which one#no idea what Im getting for my grandma tho#she had the entire family getting her gifts so I need to get her something particular great to stand out#she liked the gnome sign I got her last year with I teach stable holiday gnomes#i bought her a CMU gnome like two years ago and then lost it so I gotta get something like that again#cuz my family loves getting CMU merch cuz my sister and I are the most accomplished members of the family#and They like celebrating that#(even tho I graduated over a year ago and am doing nothing with my life#)#anyways ignore my Christmas rant sorry for being that person who talks about Christmas in November#i love Christmas shopping so i start as soon as I can#i already got some gift bags and tissue paper and tags#i need a TJ Maxx trip soon tho cuz they have the best wrapping paper#i always choose the absolute tackiest thing I can find and they have great options
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đ starring. Jeon Wonwoo x afab!Reader
đŽ preview. You grasp at the blanket on his bed, writhing beneath him while he licks and sucks and- fuck, he just knows you so well- thereâs no need for direction, no awkward moments of exploration, he just⌠he knows what to do, and it drives you wild. Youâre completely in the moment, experiencing a raw pleasure youâve only ever read about in erotica.
tw/cw. Unprotected sex, breast worship, pussy eating, overstimulation, dirty talk, praise, multiple sex positions, multiple reader orgasms, cumming together, dry humping, foreplay, slight corruption kink, etc⌠I pet names: (hers) sweetheart.Â
đš rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 8.7k
đ aus. uni/frat au, Halloween, supernatural/demon au, etcâŚ
âď¸ mlist + an.  Happy Halloween!
One: her
If it werenât for the fact that youâre in the middle of a library, you might just scream. You know your workload increases with each year youâre in university, but thereâs something sinister about the amount of book-related essays you have right before Halloween.
Youâre doing your best to focus, and youâve read the entirety of the âFrankensteinâ book that youâre supposed to be analyzing, but you just canât find words.
A massive sigh escapes you, and your best friend, Hwasa, casts you a sideways glance. âYou good, babes?â she asks.
âI just- I canât do this,â you groan. âItâs a completely open ended prompt- I could write about anything I want to, and all things considered, five thousand words isnât the longest essay ever- but, damn, I seriously canât think right now.â
She nods sympathetically. âDo you really think youâre at rock bottom on this?â
âI donât see how I could go any lower.â
âOkay, well,â she scoots her chair closer to you, her voice lowering, âi wouldnât suggest this otherwise, but uh- have you ever thought about contacting the Sigma Veta Tau demon?â
âThe what?â you stare at her blankly.
âOf course you wouldnât know about him, youâre a goody goody,â Hwasa sighs. âBasically, thereâs this guy in the SVT frat who makes deals and does your work for you.â
âWhatâs this have to do with being a demon?â
âIâm pretty sure thatâs just a weird myth- basically, this guy helped me with an essay last year worth thirty percent of my grade. All he asked for was a family heirloom, and I think itâs his weird choice of price for favours that get him the whole âdemonâ thing cuz he doesnât usually ask for money like other dudes who write your papers would.â
âHow did you do? On the essay?â you ask.
âGot an A. He doesnât overdo it, he does enough to get you a good grade but not so good itâs obvious you didnât do the work.â
âSo⌠is he an actual demon, or?â You cock your head to the side, trying to understand the whole demon relevance.
âNah, like I said, heâs just some hot nerd who wrote my essay. It wasnât sketchy at all.â
âAnd he does this for a lot of people?â
âIâve heard about a few. I know his friend Dokyeom was close to failing his Kinesiology course and somehow Wonwoo did his final exam for him and helped him pass.â
You let out a small laugh. Youâre familiar with the Sigma Veta Tau frat, and DK is a well known figure there- getting someone to help him pass Kinesiology is very characteristic to the loud gym bro. âWait, but, how did Wonwoo pull it off? They ID you at the final exams, donât they?â
Hwasa shrugs. âI guess the dude pulls off miracles every once in a blue moon, maybe thatâs part of his âdemonicâ reputation.â
âAre we sure this a good idea?â you ask.
âMaking a deal with the Devil?â Hwasa clarifies. âOf course, what could go wrong?â
You laugh at her choice of words.Â
This Wonwoo guy definitely isnât the Devil⌠and even if he was, what would making a deal with him even really include?Â
Youâre skeptical to say the least, but looking back at your worn out book, and your laptop document open with zero words- you begin to wonder if maybe this Wonwoo guy is a good way to solve your current predicament.Â
Two:
Wonwoo quite enjoys living on campus. He loves the onslaught to his senses every time heâs out and about, mingling with university kids who have way too much on their plate. No one ever notices him, no one ever notices the things that are slightly⌠off about him, theyâre much too busy focusing on this weekâs term paper, or this weekâs quiz.
No, Wonwooâs extremely happy being exactly where he is. Heâs lounging in a coffee shop that connects to the book store, his eyes darting from person to person, assessing-
Thatâs when his gaze locks with someone familiar.
Hwasa had come to him last year, needing an essay completed. It had been one of Wonwooâs easier tasks, as heâs read the source material upwards of twenty times in his long life. Heâs seen her around campus a few times since then, but sheâs never approached him, not the way she is now.
âHi, Wonwoo!â Hwasa grins, demenour as bubbly as ever.Â
The frat boy simply nods, his gaze turning to assess you as you stand next to your friend.
âThis is y/n,â Hwasa introduces you. âSheâs actually struggling with an essay right now-â
âHate to hear about an academic struggle,â Wonwoo interrupts, âespecially while enjoying my coffee.â His eyes return to you again. âIf you ever need a tutor, you should swing by the frat.â
âI would appreciate that,â you nod, a little breathless.
Itâs clear thereâs something off about you too- your heard rate is going faster than the average rate, and youâre finding it difficult to meet his gaze.Â
Ah, things click in Wonwooâs head, this particular set of responses isnât something heâs unfamiliar with. Many girls react this way to him, getting âflustered,â as humans would say.
However, what is unfamiliar, is the way Wonwoo himself is reacting to it. He finds it cute, endearing in a way- as opposed to the annoyed feeling he usually gets when women are easily infatuated with him.
âHere,â Wonwoo breathes smoothly, picking up a pen from his notepad. âGive me your hand.â
Your gaze flickers to Hwasa for a moment, and then youâre reaching forward. Wonwoo grasps your wrist, enjoying the warmth of your skin and the way you jolt from his touch. He quickly writes his phone number down on your inner palm. âGive me a call about tutoring you sometime, we can discuss details then.â
âO-okay,â you nod, immediately taking your hand back when heâs finished, cradling it close to your chest.
âIf thatâs all you two have to say to me,â Wonwoo breathes, looking between you and Hwasa, âIâd love to get back to my coffee.â
Three:
âHey, Iâm at the frat, where are you?â you ask as you answer your best friendâs call. You feel so awkward just standing here, trying to look like you belong even though youâre sure you stand out in the all boys frat village.
âBabes, Iâm so sorry- Iâm at this study group and itâs going mega late, I didnât even realize the time and Iâm across campus-â
You let out a sigh. âAre you seriously going to make me do this alone?â
âYouâll be fine!â Hwasa assures you. âWonwoo wonât bite, itâs the daylight after all.â
She giggles, and you roll your eyes. Youâre still not sure how you feel about this whole âdemonâ thing, and youâd be lying if you said you werenât a little afraid to enter a fratboy den of wolves alone.
âYouâve got this,â Hwasa says again. âIf you need anything, just text me, and remember, I stalk your snapchat location so if anything happens-â
âYeah, yeah,â you sigh. âOkay, I can do this.â
âThatâs the spirit!âÂ
You hang up on Hwasa, taking a deep breath and turning to the front door. You approach cautiously, raising your hand and knocking three times.
It takes a couple of moments, but eventually, a man opens the door. You recougnize Jeonghan, heâs the frat presidentâs right hand man, a business major with a reputation for hitting on every girl he meets.
âWell, look who it is,â Jeonghan grins, leaning against the doorframe with his shoulder while he shovels some cereal into his mouth from the bowl in his hand.
Heâs in an oversized white shirt and sweatpants, youâd bet he hasnât been to classes today- and fuck it, he looks handsome, all the SVT men do.
âSorry, hi, Iâm here for Wonwoo, but I donât think weâve actually met,â you say awkwardly, holding out a hand.
Jeonghanâs gaze falls to your extended palm, and he chuckles. âWonwoo gets all the cute girls,â he says, moving away from the door frame to let you inside, âbut none of them ever stick around.â
âIâm here to study,â you try to explain.
âSure you are,â Jeonghan rolls his eyes. You follow him through the entryway living space, pausing as he heads back into the connected kitchen. âWonwooâs room is the third floor, first door on the left.â You stand there for a few moments, and Jeonghan cocks his head to the side. âYou have no clue where the stairs are, do you?âÂ
âNope.â
âThat door,â he points with his spoon. âDonât get lost.â
Heâs a bit of an odd one, and with a final thank you, you scurry away, following his directions past a door and up three flights of stairs. You pause outside the first room on the left, swallowing thickly before you knock.
âCome in!â Wonwooâs voice calls out.Â
Before you can push the door open, it opens by itself, and you half expect Wonwoo to be standing there- only to find him seated on his bed with a book in his hands.
Heâs in a black hoodie and matching sweatpants. His hood is up, but his dark curls are poking out, toying with the rims of glasses that set of the sharp angles of his face.Â
âWhat was your name again?â he asks.
âUh-â you cough. âY/N.â The door opening by itself had freaked you out, and you wonder how true the whole demon thing is- God, thatâs been on your mind a lot.
âCome in, relax, and tell me what I can do for you,â he instructs, using his foot to push out a chair near his bed.Â
You swallow thickly again, closing the door behind you and approaching. You take a seat, letting out a breath. âSo basically I have an essay on Frankenstein- have you read it?â
âOf course. Have you?â he counters.
âYeah, Iâve read it, but uh⌠anyways, itâs due on Halloween, which is two weeks away, and I have so many other essays to write-â
âWhatâs the topic?â
âOpen ended.â
âHow many words?â
âFive thousand.â
âThat doesnât seem very hard,â he muses with a grin, slotting a marker between his pages so he can rest his book on his chest, getting a better look at you.
âUsually it wouldnât be, but Iâm just blanking- I donât even know where to start.â You release a stressed breath. âSo I brought a family heirloom.â
Wonwoo just looks at you, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement.
âHwasa said she paid you last time with her grandmotheârs broach?â you try to explain.
âMy price is different for everyone,â Wonwoo tells you, holding out a hand. âLetâs see what you brought.â
âItâs my auntâs.â You give the necklace to him. âShe got it to me to celebrate graduating highschool and getting into university.â
Wonwoo inspects the delicate silver chain, looking at the crescent moon charm with an opal in the middle. âItâs obviously valuable,â he says, handing it back to you, âbut I can tell itâs not very sentimental.â
âSoâŚâ you fidget with the necklace in your palm, âwhat do you want?â
Wonwooâs eyes begin to scan your form, and suddenly you feel very uncomfortable. Itâs as if heâs undressing you in his mind, and it makes you fidget in your seat. His gaze lands on your chest, and you fight the urge to cover your tits-
He sits up, reaching forward- You hold your breath as his fingers brush by your collar bones, too close to the swell of your breasts for your liking- and then heâs lifting your necklace, leaning even closer to inspect it.
You can feel his breath on your skin, and heâs so close- God, why is something as simple as this so erotic? Youâve dealt with pretty boys before, but thereâs something about a pretty, nerdy, dangerous boy-Â
âWhere did you get this?â he asks, thumb smoothing across the golden heart attached to the chain on your neck.
Itâs hard to find your voice, but after a moment, youâre able to respond. âIt was uh- it was from my last boyfriend.â
âAn ex?â His gaze lifts to you.
âYeah.â You can feel your skin heating.
âAnd you didnât get rid of it?â
âI figure I bought him a bunch of stuff while we were dating, pretty sure this was only fifty bucks or something, so I guess I thought I deserved to keep it.â
Wonwoo nods. You watch his gaze dip to your lips, just for a moment, and then heâs releasing your necklace and leaning back into his bed again. âThat will work.â
âIt will?â you ask in shock.
âUh huh. Thereâs a certain sort of sentimentality to it. Also⌠even though you say you kept it because you deserved it, buying him so many things or whatever, I think itâs a shame that a pretty girl like you is still holding onto something from the past, instead of looking at your future. Iâll take it off your hands, and you can progress now, with more than just your essay.â
You wonder what sort of motive Wonwoo has, what significance a necklace from your ex actually has on a man whoâs practically a stranger.
âOkay,â you murmur, reaching behind your throat to undo the clasp. âSo⌠how does this work now?â
âA five thousand word open ended essay on Mary Shelleyâs FrankensteinâŚâ Wonwoo takes his glasses off, wiping them with his hoodie. âI guess, you give me some time to think it through, I text you, and you come see me again.â
You watch the way he puts his spectacles back onto his face- itâs shocking how small, simple, mundane motions can be so beautiful when completed by a man like him.
âOkay,â you nod. âI guess⌠Iâll see you in a couple of days.â
âYou will,â he agrees. âBye for now.â
He relaxes against his pillows, lifting his book and immediately turning his attention to it.
You stand up and leave without another word, your heart racing in your chest.
Once youâre outside the frat house, you call Hwasa.Â
âSo how did it go?â she asks. âHe didnât kill you, so thatâs good news!â
âHe also didnât want the family heirloom,â you sigh.
âSo what did he want?â
âMy necklace, you know, the one from my ex.â
âThatâs weird, why would he want that?â
âHell if I know,â you groan. âHwasa⌠heâs not an actual demon, right?â
âOf course not!â she laughs.
You wish you were as certain as she is. Thereâs definitely something otherworldly about Jeon Wonwoo, and one of these days, youâre going to put your finger on exactly what is different about him from any other man youâve ever met.Â
Four:
Wonwoo is standing by his window, examining the necklace in his hand. Itâs such a simple little thing, but thereâs so much energy tied to it. Wonwoo can see the dark aura- a tie to a past that itâs clear youâd rather forget.
Usually, Wonwoo collects items with soul ties. Family heirlooms are the easiest, as theyâre connected to multiple people in different generations. When one of those people with a soul connection to the item dies, Wonwoo deams if theyâre a worthy enough spirit to take as payment for his favours.
In Hwasaâs case, both of her grandparents had died recently. The grandmother had gone first, followed quickly by the grandfather, and it was the older male that Wonwoo had chosen to take for himself. His soul had been dark, a signifier of the evil in his heart when heâd been on earth.
For a demon, Wonwoo actually likes humans. He only accepts contracts that allow him to collect on bad souls, souls that he deems worthy of eternal damnation.Â
Many of his kind have asked him why heâd chosen a university to call home, and in simple terms, itâs because at heart, Wonwoo has an erudite flecked soul. He loves learning, more than heâs ever loved being a demon.
He got to a point in his life where he figured, if he was going to be around forever, he might as well learn everything.
Besides all that, university is easy, students come to him, he hardly had to do any work. Students are always anxious, always busy and in need of support to get work done. They hardly think of the heirloom they pawned off to a frat boy in return for an essay or a test- and since Wonwoo waits for natural deaths to collect the souls tied to the items, thereâs no harm no fowl.
With all of this being said, Wonwooâs not used to taking an item like yours. There are only two souls tied to it, your own, and your ex boyfriendâs⌠Wonwoo knows which one heâll collect.
Heâs not sure why he feels protective of you⌠thereâs just something in your aura that calls to him, something he canât explain.Â
He knows that this job will be different, in more ways than one, but something inside of Wonwoo is ready for the change, after all, itâs been a very long time coming.
Five:
âYouâre back,â Jeonghan muses when he opens the door to the frat for you. âThatâs a first.â
âHi,â you say meekly, forcing a smile. Youâre still not sure how you feel about any of this, and knowing that what Wonwooâs doing with you is unusual doesnât help ease your anxieties.
âHeâs in the kitchen,â Jeonghan sighs, opening the door wider so you can pass. As you move by him, a hand wraps around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. âHeâs never cooked for anyone, so, just keep that in mind.â
God, these men are so odd-
You find Wonwoo in the kitchen, his back to you. Heâs in a black t-shirt and it stretches tight across his broad shoulders. His curls are a little messy, as if heâs been sleeping, and when he turns to you, you find heâs not wearing his glasses.
Why is he just as pretty without glasses as he is with glasses?
This feels unfair. This feels like- well, it shouldnât be legal, for starters.
âHey.â Wonwoo flashes you a smile and you just about melt. You can feel your skin heating, and you hate how your body betrays you, betrays the inner lustings that take over every time you look at this nerdy hot frat boy.
âHi,â you respond, feeling like a complete idiot as you approach Wonwoo.
âYou hungry?â He looks down at the pan in front of him. âIâve been making steak and eggs.â
âActually, Iâm really just here about the essay,â you try to explain.
âOh, right.â Wonwoo focuses on the sunny side up egg heâs making, âGive me one sec.â
You watch him finish up his meal. Youâre not used to watching a man cook, and you're surprised at how skilled he is. Thereâs something very attractive about the way he shovels the egg out of the pan, adding it to his plate with the finished steak.Â
âOkay, letâs go.â Wonwoo leads you back up to his room. He takes a seat at his work table. âYou can go on the bed,â he suggests, cutting open an egg. You watch the orange yolk drip, the way he scoops some up with steak.
Heâs way too attractive.Â
âYou sure you donât want any?â he asks. âItâs perfectly medium rare.â
âA little too rare for me,â you admit, immediately realizing your mistake. âIt looks amazing, sorry, Iâm just not hungry.âÂ
âSounds good. So let's talk your essay.â
âOkay.â
âIâve decided Iâm not going to write it for you.â
âWhat?â It feels like the air is knocked out of your chest, and you stare at Wonwoo in confusion. âBut uh⌠you took my necklace, and you wrote Hwasaâs essay-â
âItâs busy season.â Wonwoo waves his fork around absentmindedly. âThe deal is, you come here, we work together, and when you need help, Iâll help. When you need a final edit, Iâll final edit.â
âUhâŚâ Your mind is spinning. âIf youâre not going to help, I can really just do it myself.â
âI think we both know my help will be important,â Wonwoo points out. âLook, youâre a good girl. Donât you want to feel like you did it yourself? When you came here the first time, I noticed you were hesitant, I donât think this is something youâre used to doing.â
âIâm not,â you admit, shocked at his ability to read you.Â
âWith a five thousand word count, this will only take two or three hard study sessions top, in fact, since I have my steak and eggs, we can start now.â
âI didnât even bring my book-â
âIâve got a copy right here.â Wonwoo spins his chair, reaching for his bookshelf. He pulls out a worn version of Frankenstein, handing it to you. âIâve got notes in here, if you want to flip through it, Iâm sure youâll find something to inspire your essay.â
You take a deep breath.
Should you do this? Should you sit here and study with him? What was the point of giving him your necklace if heâs not going to write it for you?
âYouâll keep me on track?â you ask.
Wonwoo offers you a lopsided grin. âUh huh.â
You take a deep breath. âOkay, letâs do this.â
Six:
Itâs your second session with Wonwoo. Youâve been carrying his version of Frankenstein around like a bible- the notes, carefully hand written into the margins, are so insightful and inspiring. At this point, youâve reread the whole book just to get a chance to understand Wonwooâs musings on every page.
You feel alight with determination, and your thoughts feel focused- youâre as focused with Wonwoo as youâve ever been, which feels odd given how distracting he is.
Itâs intimate in a way, to be so close to him, doing your own work while sharing a space-
Your phone buzzes, breaking your concentration.
Wonwoo looks up at you, pausing his reading. âWhoâs that, your boyfriend?â
You let out a small laugh. âJust Hwasa checking in on me to make sure Iâm okay with our tutoring session, youâve got a reputation you know.â
âDo I?â Wonwoo grins, resting his book on his abdomen.Â
âUh huh, people say youâre a demon or something. Apparently coming here for help with school is a deal with the devil.âÂ
Wonwoo laughs. âThatâs definitely a theory. What do you think?â
âAt the moment, Iâm not quite sure,â you admit. âAll I know is, youâre helping me with this essay, and thatâs what matters.â
âYou know how you can check if Iâm a demon?â Wonwoo asks.
âHow?â
âCome touch my head, see if there are any horns.âÂ
Wonwoo is giving you a challenging look, and for some reason, you canât resist.
You put your laptop to the side, sitting up. âReally?â
âLike I said, only one way to find out if Iâm a demon.â
You move toward him, standing off the bed to approach where heâs seated at his desk. âHonestly⌠maybe this isnât the best idea. I trust you, I donât have to feel your head for horns.â
âI really wish you would though,â Wonwoo counters, and thereâs a serious edge to his tone. His eyes are bright, looking up at you. Itâs like youâre suspended in time and space, staring at each other, holding your breaths.
You reach toward his head, in the back of your mind, youâre worried he might bite you- but Wonwoo stays perfectly still. He watches your every movement, and soon, your fingers are smoothing through his curls.
Wonwoo holds back a groan at the feeling of your touch. He wants to lean in toward you, but doesnât want to scare you off. Itâs clear to him from your body language that youâre as hesitant about this as you had been when youâd first come to him for help with your essay.
Youâre so soft, so pure, and he loves it.
He can hear your heart beginning to thunder in your chest as you smooth around his head, searching for horns.
God, humans are so gullible, but itâs adorable when itâs you being this way.
âOkay, no horns,â you confirm, tearing your hand back like youâve just been burned.
You turn away, returning to his bed, and Wonwoo can practically feel the heat coming off of you.Â
âGet back to work,â he says softly, loving the way he gets to sneak looks at you while youâre deep in thought.Â
This arrangement is too perfect- Wonwoo hates that it will soon be coming to an end. Youâve been very productive, and as much as heâd like to take credit for it, itâs your own doing.
In some odd way, heâs proud of you, and itâs a feeling heâs never quite experienced before.Â
Seven:
You canât believe itâs your final session with your âtutorâ. The amount youâve gotten done in two separate days with Wonwoo is ridiculous-Â
Heâs your lucky charm, and itâs odd how much someone can come to mean to you in such a short time.
âOkay,â you sigh, finishing your last line of work. âIâm done.â
âTime for edits then,â Wonwoo responds, slotting a bookmark into what heâs reading before descarding the novel on his sidetable. He approaches you, sitting onto the bed. Heâs so close that you can feel his shoulder against yours. Heâs so warm, in the best of ways.
Heâs reading over your shoulder, and you can feel his breath on your skin. God, this closeness is doing something to you- your pussy is actually beginning to throb, and itâs becoming uncomfortable.Â
âHere.â You hand your laptop over to him, watching anxiously as he begins to read your essay from the top.
Youâre so focused on him- each second feels like an eternity as he makes his way through your writing, discussing small edits with you as he goes through it.Â
âThis is good,â Wonwoo muses, making it all the way to the end. âYou did really well, and with two days to spare. Iâm proud of you.â
âGuess I donât have to be stressed for Halloween,â you grin, releasing a deep breath.
âSpeaking of, do you have any plans?â
âI havenât even thought that far ahead,â you admit with a laugh.
âWell, if nothing else, we throw a great frat party, youâre more than welcome to come.â
âYou know what?â You stretch your arms above your head, releasing a deep breath. âI might just stop by.âÂ
Eight:
Wonwooâs walking through campus when he senses something- and that something can only ever be you. Heâs become accustomed to your aura, and his gaze immediately finds you, heading across the green with a friend by your side.
Your eyes meet, and Wonwoo flashes you a smile, not expecting anything to come of it.
Heâs surprised when you approach, calling his name. âWonwoo! Oh my gosh, hi!â
âHey,â he grins, stopping in his tracks to give you a once over. He wishes he could be more subtle about his attraction to you, but by the way you take him in, itâs clear that itâs not something thatâs one sided.Â
âYeji, this is the tutor I was telling you about! He helped me finish my essay in three sessions.â
âIt was really more like two,â Wonwoo corrects you, then his eyes find your friend. âShe did all the work, believe me.â
âYeah, after I read your notes on the book,â you grin. âHeâs not even an English major, but he picks up more details in novels than I ever could.â
Wonwooâs not used to compliments like this, especially not from pretty girls. Most just accept his work and figure their payment was a job well done enough. He doesnât even know how to respond, and for a demon of his age, this sort of thing never happens.
Youâre so pure and sweet- God, he likes you so much. But thereâs something beneath the attraction, thereâs a want- a want to corrupt you, a want to see how far youâll go for him, how dirty youâll be just for him.Â
âAre you two coming to the party tomorrow?â Wonwoo asks, finding a way to divert the attention away from himself.
You and Yeji exchange a look, and itâs your friend who nods. âWeâll be there.âÂ
Nine:
You donât go to frats often, but your attraction to Wonwoo drives you through the front doors of the packed house. Everyone is dressed accordingly, and you take a moment just to appreciate the ambiance. Sure, itâs sweaty, and overwhelming, and the flashing lights are a bit much, but it feels like a community, in some sort of odd way.
Youâre heading through the crowd of bodies with Hwasa when someone grabs your arm, and youâre shocked to find Jeonghan standing there. Heâs dressed as a zombie of some sort, and despite the fake grime on his face, heâs still very handsome.
âHey, repeat offender,â he grins, leaning close so you can hear him over the loud music.
âRepeat offender?â you ask.
âYeah, youâre Wonwooâs chick now, our little repeat offender.â Heâs charming, in an interesting sort of way. âBet youâre looking for him.â
âIs he around?â
âHeâs the dickhead in the oni mask, making a drink in the kitchen.â
âThank you.âÂ
You follow Jeonghanâs directions, approaching the kitchen. Itâs as full of bodies as youâve ever seen it, but despite that, finding Wonwoo is easy.
Heâs tall, and even with his back to you, youâd recougnize his shoulders anywhere.
âSo how are you doing this?â Hwasa asks.
âIâm just going to go talk to him.â
âDo you need backup?â
Your eyes shift to Wonwoo again, and you find a smile appearing on your face. âHonestly, I think Iâll be alright.â
âIf you need anything, just scream âhamburgerâ.â
âWhy?â
âItâs my safe word,â Hwasa teases, flashing you a wink before she disappears into the crowd of people dancing.
You take a deep breath, mustering your courage to approach the hot nerd.Â
You move toward him slowly, coming to a stop at his side. You donât even have to say anything, he notices you immediately, turning to assess you.
His handsome face is covered with an oni mask, and itâs a little more frightening than youâd been anticipating, especially with his wild dark curls. Oni are Japanese demons, it has horns and fangs-
âHi,â he says, and you can hardly hear him from under the mask.
âYouâre really leaning into the whole demon thing, arenât you?â you force a laugh.Â
You hear Wonwoo chuckle, and then heâs pulling the oni mask off. âAre you more comfortable now?â
Swallowing thickly, you nod. âActually, I think Iâd also be more comfortable with a drink.â
âHow much have you had already?â
âJust had a bit of a pre with Hwasa, why?â
âI guessâŚâ he faces you, crossing his large arms over his broad chest, âwhen I make a move on you tonight, since our arrangement is done, I want to make sure you reciprocate, sound of mind.â
You look up at him in shock, unable to find any words with which to respond.
Wonwoo grins when you remain dumbfounded for a few seconds. âYouâre cute.â
âI am?â
âMore than you realize.â
âAnd youâre⌠youâre going to make a move on me?âÂ
âWas thinking about it.â
âWhat would the move look like?â
âShould I tell you? Or would you rather I show you?âÂ
God, why is he so hot? Why does he always know what to say? And why does his smirk look extra sexy with his slightly pointed canines? Why havenât you realized his teeth were pointy before? You suppose he doesnât smile enough for you to have picked up on details, but now, youâre looking at him, unhindered by shyness and limits of a tutor/semi-student relationship.
Wonwoo pulls you closer by your hips, staring down at you. âIâm going to need a verbal answer, Sweetheart.â
âShow me,â you tell him.
Wonwooâs grin widens, and one of his hands moves from your hip to your cheek, cupping your face. His thumb brushes by your cheekbone, and itâs such a loving motion- itâs as if the entire frat party disappears around you. Youâre so focused on him that you can hardly breathe.
Wonwoo moves closer, and you an feel his breath on your face. His lips are incredibly close, so close you could kiss him yourself- but you stay frozen, waiting on him.
âAre you sure you want this?â Wonwoo asks teasingly.
âKiss me,â you whisper.
He chuckles, and then, he presses his lips to your own, cradling you even closer with the hand on your cheek. His other palm finds the small of your back, tugging you to his chest. You find your grip going to his shoulders, exploring the muscles youâve been thirsting over.
His tongue swipes your bottom lip, and you open wider to accept him in, a small groan slipping out of you.
God, heâs such a good kisser- youâre completely lost in him.
In the periphery, music is thrumming through you, but itâs muffled, disappearing as you fall deeper under the spell of Wonwooâs kiss.
Things are getting hot and heavy fast, and you canât even find it within yourself to be embarrassed that youâre making out with Wonwoo while surrounded by people, besides, something tells you they wonât care.
You can feel something on your lower abdomen, a pressure- and you realize that just kissing you has made Wonwoo hard in his jeans.
Your pussy throbs, so turned on that you can hardly breathe. You break the kiss, gasping. âYour room?â
âNot right now,â comes his immediate response.
âWhat?â You canât help the way you feel crushed at the rejection-
âNot with the party,â Wonwoo clarifies. âI want to take my time with you, want you to be comfortable- having people fucking around outside my room while Iâm exploring you isnât my idea of a great first time.â
âThat actually makes sense,â you concede.
âBut⌠Iâm okay to keep doing this,â he tells you, leaning forward to kiss your cheek, then his mouth begins to move down to your throat, his tongue tasting your sweet spot.Â
You release a moan, wrapping your arms around the tall nerd. âYeah, we can keep doing this.â
Ten:
Wonwoo carefully walks to the kitchen, avoiding spilled liquor on the floor from the party the night before. Heâs so focused on his footsteps that he almost doesnât notice Jeonghanâs aura until heâs right next to him.
The frat boy is sitting on the kitchen counter, eating his cereal. âSoâŚâ Jeonghan muses with a grin, âthat girl, huh?â
âWhat girl?â Wonwoo sighs.
Jeonghan scoffs loudly, rolling his eyes. âThe one you were making out with at the party for hours. You know, the one that keeps coming here for âtutoring.ââ
âI helped her with an essay.â
âSure you did.â Jeonghan pushes off the kitchen counter. âItâs cute, our resident demon has a heart.â
Wonwoo freezes, realizing that Jeonghan might be onto something, but heâll never admit it out loud. âNo, I donât.â
âKeep telling yourself that.âÂ
Eleven:
âWell look who it is,â Jeonghan grins as he opens the door to the frat. You wonder why itâs always him, why no one else is ever hanging around the living room, but you decide itâs best not to dwell on it.
âHi,â you smile softly.
âGuessing you know where to go,â Jeonghan muses, opening the door wider so you can enter.
With one more nod to the frat boy, you make your way to Wonwooâs room.
You knock on the door, and like the very first time youâd been here, it swings open with ease. Wonwooâs sitting on his bed, a book in his hands. Heâs wearing his glasses, and he looks so sexy like this, so domestic-
âHappy November,â Wonwoo says.Â
You laugh. âHappy November.â You close the door behind yourself, standing there awkwardly. You know what youâre here for, know what you want from him now that your essay is complete- âYouâre not practicing, you know, No Nut November, or anything, are you?â
Wonwoo laughs, setting his book down on his bedside table along with his glasses. âNo, Iâm not practicing No Nut November.â
âGood.â
Wonwooâs grin widens. âGet over here.â
You make your way to the bed, sitting carefully next to him. âWhat were you reading?â
âDanteâs Inferno,â he responds casually, as if itâs the most normal thing in the world to be reading poetry from the thirteen hundreds.Â
âWow,â you laugh, âthat definitely pushes the whole demon angle.â
âIâm a deal maker, Sweetheart, the whole demon thing is overdone.â He wraps his arm around you, prompting you to cuddle up to his chest.
âAnd yet, your door opens on its own,â you point out.Â
âAnd?â
âAs crazy as this soundsâŚâ you take a deep breath, âI guess Iâm wondering if thereâs any⌠legitimacy to the whole demon thing.â
âHow would you feel if there was?â he counters.
âI suppose I wouldnât believe it, not really.â
âThen whatâs the point in asking?â
âMaybe thereâs no point.â You look up at him, marveling at his handsome features.
âSo kiss me and forget about it,â he prompts, his fingers finding the bottom of your chin and making you look up at him.Â
âSounds like a plan,â you smile, closing the gap between your lips.Â
He holds you tighter as your lips mesh, half pulling you onto his chest as his tongue explores your own. God, he still feels so good- part of you had wondered if youâd been a little tipsy the last time you kissed him, and thatâs why it had felt so good- but no, this is just Wonwoo, this is just the power he has over you.
You adjust so youâre straddling him, his hands finding your hips to encourage you while you cup his face, enjoying the feeling.
You begin to wiggle, grinding down softly onto him. His cock is already hardening in his sweatpants- you love how easy it is to turn him on. It does wonders for your ego as you dry hump him, beginning to moan at the sensation on your clit.
Youâre not usually this type of person, not the mega-sexual, but something about Wonwoo is making you feral. It helps that you both know why youâre here- helps that heâd rescheduled this fuck session so you wouldnât be having your first time with a wild Halloween rager just outside his door.
Things are just comfortable with him, itâs clear youâre both extremely attracted to each other, and that turns you on even more.
One of his hands begins to glide up from your waist, skimming the underwire of your bra. You move his palm even further up, so heâs grasping your breast, and he squeezes deliciously, earning a soft moan from your lips.
Wonwoo grins into your kiss, his free hand cupping the back of your neck, forcing you even closer as he massages your chest.
You grind harder onto his cock, loving the feeling-
One flip has Wonwoo on top of you, and you whimper at the change in power dynamics. He moves his hips fluidly, applying more pressure to your already throbbing clit-
Wonwoo pulls away from your throat, looking down at you with dark eyes. âSo do I need to grab a condom, Sweetheart?âÂ
âIâm on birth control,â you tell him. âAre you clean?â
âIâm clean, are you?â
âYeah.â You lean closer, eagerly pressing your lips to his again. Youâre so lost in him, nothing else matters.
Wonwooâs hands begin to explore you again, and then he pulls away to tug on your shirt. âOff.â
You sit up, removing the fabric, exposing your bra to him.
Wonwoo looks down at you with lust filled eyes. âYouâre so pretty, Sweetheart.â His fingers tease the strap of your bra. âHowâd a pretty little thing like you ever find your way to me?â
âThe essay-â
âYouâre so innocent though, I could tell from the moment I met you. You wouldnât have come to me if it wasnât absolutely necessary.â
âNo, I donât cheat.â
âAnd you still donât, you did the whole essay yourself.â
âWith help from you,â you blush.Â
âNo, Sweetheart, it was all you.â Wonwoo kisses you again, shutting up any argument you have about using his notes.Â
He makes you feel so good- itâs such a safe space, and itâs the type of situation youâre not used to. The lack of judgement, the complete support- it helps you relax, helps you get even further lost in his kiss as you make out, the both of you wriggling and grinding against each other. You love the feeling of his body, the feeling of being here with him, completely enraptured mind and soul.
Wonwooâs lips trail down to your throat, and he begins to descend. He reaches your chest, and you breathe heavily, closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his lips.
His fingers hook in the cup of your bra, and he pauses to look up at you, as if heâs asking for your permission. âDo it,â you tell him, trying to catch your breath.
Wonwoo grins, pulling your bra down so he can access your tits fully. His tongue flicks at your sensitive nipple, and you groan at the sensation, arching your back to push your chest closer to his face.
Wonwooâs lips suction around the sensitive bud next, and God, it feels amazing.Â
Your pussy is practically throbbing- can women cum from breast stimulus alone? You might find out if he keeps this up.
His hands cup your tits, pushing them together, and then he begins to lick at both of your nipples, switching from one to the other in a pace that has you grabbing his hair, whimpering in desperation.
You feel like youâre on fire- you feel alive, writhing on this hot nerdâs bed. It feels dirty, but it feels so right too.
He continues on your breasts for a short while, until youâre good and needy, then he makes his way to your jeans.Â
âI want you naked,â he tells you.
âThen get me naked,â you counter, still breathless.
With a wink, Wonwoo pulls your jeans down, and you work on your bra. Soon, youâre completely naked from him, and unlike other times youâve gotten with men, you donât feel an ounce of shame.Â
This feels so right, and as Wonwoo begins kissing up your thighs, prompting your legs open, you just know that sex is never going to be the same.Â
Wonwooâs eyes meet yours as he takes a lick of your pussy, and you both groan. His lips suction around your clit and your muscles spasm. He pulls away with a grin, breath hot on your aching core. âSo wet already,â he muses.
âI need you,â you whimper.
âYou have me,â he promises, diving back into your heat.
He doesnât hold anything back. He eats you like youâre the most delicious fruit in the world, like your pussy juices are a nectar he needs for life itself.
You grasp at the blanket on his bed, writhing beneath him while he licks and sucks and- fuck, he just knows you so well- thereâs no need for direction, no awkward moments of exploration, he just⌠he knows what to do, and it drives you wild. Youâre completely in the moment, experiencing a raw pleasure youâve only ever read about in erotica.
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, and youâre a little shocked at the speed of all of this, however, you suppose the foreplay had done a number on you as well.
âWonwoo-â you whimper, abdomen tensing.
âCum for me,â he breathes heavily against your clit. âWant you to cum on my tongue.âÂ
His lips wrap around your clit again, and two more harsh sucks are all it takes to send you over the edge. You gasp desperately, entire body tensing before the moment of your release.
Hot waves of pleasure erupt over your form, all consuming. You can hardly breathe, can only gasp in ecstasy as he works you through your high.
Youâre not sure how long your orgasm lasts, only that youâre out of breath and brain dead by the time Wonwoo pulls away.
You can hardly open your eyes to look up at him as he stands up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes are so full of lust- and for the first time, he looks truly demonic. But youâre not scared, youâre intrigued, in the best possible way.
âFuck me,â you tell him quietly.
Wonwoo grins, and his canines flash in the light. âYou got it, Sweetheart.â
He grabs the back of his shirt, tearing it off his head to reveal chiseled chest muscles. Heâs got more of a sleeper build- the kind of guy you wouldnât expect to be muscled, except that under layers of fabric, heâs actually sculpted by the Gods.
You can hardly breathe as he pulls his sweatpants down, and youâre practically drooling by the time he gets back on top of you, his lips hot against your own.
You cup the back of his neck, kissing him desperately, wiggling your hips, eager for stimulation.
Wonwoo concedes, rutting so his cock drags through your drenched pussy lips.
Neither of you say anything, you keep lip locked as he finally pushes into you. You both release gasps of pleasure, breathing the kiss to press your foreheads together as he sheaths further inside of you.
You open your eyes, looking up at Wonwoo, who meets your gaze with a fierceness that sets your insides on fire.Â
Heâs so beautiful- youâd checked his head for horns, but you can almost see an outline of demonic features- you must be dreaming, must be so lost in him that youâre seeing things. You close your eyes, drawing your lips to his again as he begins to fuck you.
Each thrust his hard, the tip of his long cock kissing your cervix. Itâs a little uncomfortable at first, but the feeling becomes pleasurable much too quickly. Youâre a moaning mess beneath him, clawing at his broad shoulders.
âYou feel so good,â he tells you.
âNo, your cock feels good,â you correct him.
âAgree,â he presses a kiss to your lips, âto disagree.â
You laugh, and Wonwoo groans at the way your giggle makes your muscles clench even tighter around his cock.
âFuck,â he moans, taking a deep breath.Â
He pulls away suddenly, and he flips you onto your stomach, grabbing your hips to lift you into the air. He positions your knees together, so youâre in doggy, and then he pushes himself back into your aching hole.
Shit- things feel even tighter in this positon, and you claw at his bed, burying your face in his duvet as he plows into you. His grip is rough on your hips, but you donât even care- if Wonwoo continues to give you cock like this, he could do anything he wanted to you, any position, and you wouldnât mind.
Each snap of his hips sends the sound of skin on skin through his room, but thatâs the least of your worries. Youâre more concerned about the fact that you can feel another orgasm bubbling up in the pit of your stomach, and your pussy is clenching even tighter around him now.
âYouâre close again, arenât you, Sweetheart?â Wonwoo asks.
âUh huh, so deep-â you whimper.
âRub your clit for me,â he instructs. âWanna feel it.â
You adjust, bringing your fingers to your sensitive bud. You begin to stoke yourself, applying just the right amount of pressure to have you crying out as he rails into you.
Wonwoo shifts, bringing one knee up so his foot is flat on the bed, giving himself better manueverabilty to fuck you like thereâs no tomorrow.
âThatâs it,â he groans, squeezing your hips. âMake me cum.â
The knowledge that your high will set off his own makes you even more eager to please him, and you rub your clit even harder, whimpering desperately.Â
Wonwoo lets out a grunt, and the sound is music to your ears. How is he so sexy? When did a man grunting become sexy?Â
Fuck, you work yourself even harder, and Wonwoo matches your enthusiasm with his thrusts, his hands pulling your hips back to meet him with each motion.
âIâm close-â you tell him, your pussy gripping him so hard-
âLet go for me,â he responds. âNeed to feel it.â
A few more circular motions on your clit has you exploding, a loud whimper escaping your lips as your pussy clamps down hard on his cock. Your entire body is alight, muscles working overtime as you contract around him.
âFuck,â Wonwoo growls, his pace faltering as he cums inside you, filling you with a warmth that makes you spasm beneath him.Â
You continue to moan as he fucks you through your highs until youâre both breathless. You can feel him breathing on your back, can feel each puff-
Your own chest is heaving with effort, your eyes closed as the last inklings of euphoria sparkle through you.
Wonwooâs hands smooth along your hips gently, and neither of you have anything to say as you recuperate.
Finally, Wonwoo gently traces your spine with a finger. âIâm going to pull out,â he tells you. âGrab you a tissue.â
âOkay.â You nod against his bed, still too blurry from your orgasm to think too hard about anything.
The loss of his cock from your aching hole is one you feel everywhere, and you whimper, cupping your pussy to stop any cum from dripping onto his bed.
Wonwoo returns quickly, moving your hand so he can press tissue to your core. âGive it a sec, and when youâre ready we can put on some clothes and head to the bathroom.â
You stay on your knees for a few more seconds before mustering your energy. When youâre finally able to stand, Wonwoo helps you up. He pulls sweatpants up your legs, followed by a hoodie to cover your bare chest.
Then, he takes your hand, guiding you to the bathroom where you both clean up.
Everything is a blur until you get back to his bedroom, where you collapse onto the mattress against his chest, eyes closed.
Wonwooâs hand smooths up and down your arm. âHow do you feel?â
âSo good,â you respond.
âIâve gotta tell you something.â
You can hear the seriousness in his tone, and you force your eyes open, looking up at him questioningly.
âI was going to wait-â Wonwoo admits, âitâs something Iâve never told anyone, not in so many words at least.â You wait for him to continue. âThe whole demon thing⌠thereâs some truth to it.â
âBut⌠I checked for horns?â you say, confused.
âWe donât have horns, Sweetheart. Weâre deal makers. You gave me your necklace, it has a soultie to your ex, one day, Iâm going to drag that asshole to hell.â
You canât help the chuckle that escapes you. âSure you are, Wonwoo.â
âYou donât believe me,â he muses, lifting your hand so he can kiss your knuckles gently.
âI told you I wouldnât, so what does it even matter?â
âI just wanted to start things right,â he confesses. âWanted to do this right.âÂ
âThis?â you counter, grinning up at him.
âUs. I want to give it a shot, if youâre interested.â
âIâm more than interested,â you admit. âBut⌠I think, right now, I just need a little sleep.â
âThen sleep, Iâll be right here when you wake up.â
He presses a kiss to your forehead, and with a smile and a deep breath, you finding yourself drifting into the most blissful sleep of your life. Demon or not, Wonwoo makes you feel protected, and thatâs not something youâll ever take lightly.
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cw/ tw. Unprotected sex, use of sex toys, flogger, vibrator, multiple reader orgasms, breast worship, nipple clamps, slight corruption kink, dirty talk, praise, soft dom Wonwoo, fingering, slight pain kink, etc⌠ I petnames. (hers) Sweetheart.Â
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Itâs been a few months of dating Wonwoo, and youâve realized the whole demon thing is completely real. It was an adjustment at first, but heâd explained everything about it. There are certain demons who do the darker stuff, but Wonwoo truly considers himself a deal maker above all else. He doesnât kill, even though, with his power, he could.
No, heâs a mellow demon, if there is such a thing.Â
Itâs an opposites attract type of situation, and Wonwooâs spent countless nights admiring your aura, discussing what it is exactly that makes you the light Yin to his dark Yang. He loves you for all of your differences, and youâve never felt more comfortable with a person- or, should you say, demon.
Heâs an ageless man with a thirst for knowledge, and youâre so attracted to his deep understanding of all things literate or scientific. You find yourself constantly learning new knowledge from him, and every day you spend together is a dream you never could have even wished for.
Aside from all the educational learning experiences you have with Wonwoo, youâve also begun to explore his sexual knowledge, and itâs a journey you never thought youâd find yourself on.
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It would be hilarious if villains loved Nightwing and were terrified of Officer Dick Grayson.
Dick Grayson- who is used to open spaces and adrenaline- being stuck in a boring bleak office, surviving on shots of coffee and red bull with caffeine that would make Tim concerned.
The thugs soon realised that unlike most of the other cops - Dick was from Gotham.
No one fucks with Gothamites.
Villain *shooting at Dick with machine guns*
Dick *appearing from the shadows behind him*: Boo.
Villain: THIS IS A FIVE STOREY BUILDING HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE
Or
Thief *throwing a counting down bomb at Dick*
Dick: *catching and tossing the bomb at a safe distance before turning round and shooting it so it explodes mid air while running after thief*
Thief: .. what the actual fuck
Dick: Gee look at all that time you had! Shame you threw it away :D
Thief:
Dick: Iâm from Gotham
Thief *realising they fucked up* : Please donât steal my bones
OR
Shooter: *sets elaborate booby traps throughout the houses in an active hostage situation*
Dick *using his training as robin and inhuman flexibility to surpass them with ease*: Ah been a while since I got to have a nice stretch thank you.
Shooter:
Dick:
Shooter:
Dick: .. Hi :)
Shooter: Are you Satan?
AND
In interrogation room
Murderer: I think Iâll take your eyes and add them to my collection
Dick *running on spite and caffeine that could give Superman a sugar rush* : Funny.. I was going to say the same thing to you
Murderer: .. what
Dick: I wouldnât take your eyes though.. they look like the inspiration behind the whole Medusaâs âlook at it and you turn to stoneâ thing-
Murderer: Hey! Take that back before I gut you
Dick *smile stretching wider without blinking* : oh? Or what? I know everything about you. Who says I canât kill you and walk out with everyone being none the wiser? I know how to kill someone too..you arenât special.
Murderer:
Murderer: Iâm scared for my safety.
Because the thing is, Nightwing is who Dick really is. Itâs who he can be free as, be himself as without red tapes and regulations. Where he can give as good as he gets, and heâs kind and empathetic. He gets to help the downtrodden and goes easy on most of them if they give up right away, not to mention the fact that he never causes permanent damage.
But officer Dick Grayson is a different story. He runs on sleepless nights and no self preservation. Seeing an officer with an uncanny skill set theyâre scarily good at, not to mention the cheery attitude he always has scares the shit out of criminals. Cuz no way in hell is a smiling Gothamite not a deranged one. He chases crimes like a bloodhound, and isnât afraid to make good on threats he makes to ensure they never hurt anyone again.
Bonus if the batfam doesnât know about this.
Red hood: Shit I canât believe we ended up in Bludhaven
Red Robin *tying up the corrupt politican* : Since this is a sensitive case, we need someone we can trust to make sure it is seen through.
Red hood: .. So we paying a visit to Officer Grayson?
Politician *screeching* : NO NO NO NO! PLEASE NOT HIM!! JUST KILL ME INSTEAD AND TAKE ALL MY MONEY I CANT DEAL WITH HIM!
Red hood: .. is he fucking serious?
Henchmen: Sir he is. And we agree. Please take our bones and kill us but donât take us to Officer Grayson.
Red Robin: Wait what did he do?
Henchman 1: He asked boss if the hat was sentient.. and said that if it was would it make that hat the top and boss the bottom.
Henchman 2: Last time we met I tried to shoot him but suddenly my gun was blank and he raised his hand and let the ammo drop
Red Hood: Well even I could do that-
Henchman 2: They were my bullets. I had selected the colour personally.
Red robin *growing concerned*
Henchman 3: He sang a lullaby to a child when we were holding the station hostage, and replaced the people with my family members. He even sang their social security numbers!
Henchman 4: Heâs the most dangerous of them all. I ainât shitting ya when I say heâs as scary as the bat from Gotham.
*all nodding in agreement*
Red hood:
Red Robin:
Red hood: Nah that doesnât sound like Dick
Red Robin: Agreed. Letâs go there Hood.
*villainsâ sobbing intensifies*
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EDIT: WE DID IT WERE MOVING INTO THE HOUSE YAY!!!! THANK YOU EVERYONE PLEASE DONT SPREAD THIS POST ANYMORE CUZ I DONT NEED HELP. FOCUS ON OTHERS WHO NEED HELP HERE INSTEAD. THANK YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID FOR ME. THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.
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but im finally getting a house with my childhood friend and his partner (along with my partner) and i will FINALLY be moving out of a house owned by my abusive mom! and i no longer have qualms saying this about her because every one of my friends fucking hates her even when i try to stick up for her and im pretty sure that means shes probably the bad guy and not me but im not sure yet. i will keep you posted
anyway to cut right down to it i got kicked out of my house of 6 years by her cuz my sister and her kids needed a place to live (which like, yeah that tracks, she got all the kids and herself in a studio with a basement but theyve got a roof over their head, the kids at the end of the day are who i number one want a roof over the head of so its fine) and have been house hunting since like idk. late july or early august at this point idr when it was anymore. and it has been such a fucking shitshow but FINALLY after all these months we have a place with our friends and its NOT MY MOMS PLACE and were ALMOST FUCKING THERE
and like right now im in half of a fucking garage with no running water no kitchen no bathroom paying $400/m rent with no bathroom and no ability to save to move and im also paying $200 for mine, my sisters, and my nephews phone bill, no bathroom, i got my car insurance, i got the internet i cant even fucking use anymore that i pay for out of pocket so the kids can watch shit or whatever so do you see where the situation is like fucked up here also i have to walk across the street to take a shit and shower did i mention
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Dog Groomer Eddie
Eddie who faces the facts that he needs a skill besides music to make money because he loves the band, loves playing, but man the pay is shit. And heâs a dog person, never been able to have a dog and his apartment doesnât allow pets either so he tries his hand at dog grooming.
Heâs actually like, really good at it. Works at a groomers for a couple of years, wins contest that rewards him with some cash and the notoriety needed to find an investor and start his own dog salon.
Fast forward, Steve is visits a dog groomer that was recommended to him by a friend called Metalhead Groomers. The place has metal playing from the speakers which is a weird choice, but it sticks true to the name. The guy at the front has the name tag âJeffâ who has piercing and tattoos, large guy, very intimidating.
But the place looks clean, it has 5 stars, and when Jeff checks in Antoinette heâs actually super nice, like a gentle giant. So Steveâs like, âI donât particularly care for a cut, you can do whatever.â
âDo you want the full package? It includes a bath, full hygiene routine, dye job, and a specialized cut.â
And steve does not process the âdyeâ part and agrees.
So see, Eddie, and by extension Metalhead Groomers, is known for their really eccentric and creative work. Itâs how Eddie won his first contest after all. And the best worst thing you can give an artist is full reign. But free rein of a standard poodle?? A dog groomers dream come true.
When Steve goes to pick up Antoinette, Eddie hands her over andâŚ
Her ears are curled and dyed in pastel colors with bows and sparkles. Stands of hair above her eyes are streaked pink and look as if theyâre some type of falsie lash. Her legs and tail have been dyed a pastel blue ombrĂŠ. The rest of her body shaved down except for some plush detailed work of large light pink hearts on her sides and a detailed bow on her lower back . Her tail is fluffed and cut into the shape of a heart.
âWhat the fuck did you do??â
âDude, you asked for the full package and said âdo whatever you wantâ so⌠tada! I took some inspiration from her name, but this is kinda mild compared to my other work tbh.â
It takes Eddie explaining that that itâs pet safe dye, she wasnât hurt, and actually enjoyed all the attention she received for Steve to calm down.
Fast forward a week and Steve comes back into the shop to apologize for blowing up on Eddie. Turns out Antoinette (Nettie for short) is a service dog and her look actually helps people be more aware of her. Steve also feels safer that sheâs more identified cuz apparently thereâs actually people that steal service animals?? Eddie was not aware of that. Plus, Steve works with young kids and they love Nettieâs look, it makes them more comfortable and engage more.
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birthday girl â rafe cameron
pairing ; toxic!rafe x reader
summary ; rafe acting stupid on your birthday.
warnings / notes ; smut , rafe being mean , i envision season 2 rafe cuz he cray cray, reader regretting sex with rafe while having sex with rafe but not doing anything abt it Âż not a happy ending đ
your birthday was one of your favorite days to spend with rafe, it meant that he had to be nice to you, and he couldn't complain or randomly get bitchy with you, like most days.
after successful dinner reservations and ice cream from your favorite shop, things were going really well, rafe was being really sweet.
the minute you got home from dinner, rafe had been all over you. he was only supposed to drop you off, but he never just âdropped you offâ. him walking you up to your apartment and making sure you got in safe always turned into something more. and maybe rafe thought that youâd really wanted it tonight because it was your birthday, but maybe thatâs where he was wrong.
"do you fuckin' like that?" rafe slammed into you from behind, your dress was scrunched up at your waist. the dress that you had spent way to much money on just to impress him but he hadnât even complimented you once on it. he didn't even have the decency to fully undress you, not even on your birthday. "i dont hear ya baby."
"love it." you mumbled out, trying your best to ignore your vision going blurry from the tears falling down into your pillow. rafe's dick didn't even feel good, not like it usually did at least. you felt used and dumb, your boyfriend couldn't even be romantic towards you on your special day.
"so. fucking. tight." rafe paused in between each word, each thrust hitting deeper inside you. your face furrowed from the discomfort. there was nothing more you wanted to do than shove him off you and tell him to never come back, but you couldn't. you loved him too much to do that.
"m'gonna come." rafe slurred out. "are you?"
"yeah." you lied right through your teeth. you felt so fucking stupid. so fucking used. it felt like even if rafe seen the tear stains you were leaving on your pillow it wouldn't even make him stop.
a string of profanities left rafe's mouth as he came inside of you. you followed in his lead, pretending to be out of breath. you watched as he fell right beside you. you made sure to cover your tear stains with your head, not that heâd comfort you even if he did see them.
"my girl just needed some birthday dick, huh?"
"yeah." you fake giggled, looking at rafe with still nothing but love. he didn't even notice your red puffy eyes. was he that fucking stupid? or were you the stupid one for thinking that he'd ask what's wrong?
"love you." rafe kissed you on the head, making you feel okay for a second.
"do you still want to watch that movie?" you questioned, rafe promised you that he'd watch your favorite movie with you tonight.
"maybe another night, i'm really tired." rafe rolled over, covering himself up with your cheetah printed silk comforter.
"oh, okay." you lied there, still facing rafe, nothing but disappointment filling your body. part of you wanted to lay there with him and have him hold you even though he was the one who hurt your feelings. that was the weird part about your relationship with rafe, he could literally rip your heart out, but youâd still want him to hold you like he was god himself. no one made you feel the way rafe did, no one held you the way rafe did.
you made your way to your bathroom, rafe leaving your to clean yourself up after literally cumming inside of you. you hoped that maybe rafe would get out of bed and follow after you, but he didnât. somethings never change, even on your birthday.
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L. O. V. E
Warning: suggestive at the end | clingy-ish y/n | Just ony | pet names like: ma, mama ,baby ,bae
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âBabyyyyâ you dragged the âyâ while you shook him just a little bit trying to get his attention âbruh bae move get off meâ you made a lil stank face
âwhy you actinâ like thatâŚâ âcuz you shakinâ me knowing Iâm playinâ the game, you being extra right nowâ âYOU extra I didnât even do nothing ! not too much lil nigga..â you said Under your breath.
But what the crazy thing was⌠he ainât even say nothing back like usually he wouldâve said âwatch ya mouthâ or sum like that he just let you walk away!
Once you got off the bed you started walking towards the walk-in closet texting your homegirls back saying âyâall know what? Nvm I will be outside today!â They texted back said they pick you up at 6 it was only 3:46 but you know you take a while to get ready so you wanna start early.
You was in the closet looking threw all them clothes you had, but you wanted to make Ony mad since he wanna act up, so you picked out a certain outfit he probably wasnât gon like.
He was already confused when he heard the shower starting because he knows your whole schedule and this wasnât the time you usual start your showers, but he ainât worry about it he just kept playin his STOOPID game.
But he got even more confused when you were scouring the drawers in front of the tv in your little towel, looking for who knows what, till he saw you bring out a white lacey thong which he didnât care but he aint see you grab a bra maybe you already had one.. yeahâŚ
You was in the bathroom doing washing your face then started doing skincare, you heard him get off the the bed and go down the stairs, ââŚboy so you donât feel the need to come see what Iâm doinggg??â
You had thought in your head but you started brushing your teeth then you took off your bonnet, unt unt unt, baby you betta fix dat lace fronttt! which you did it was super cute then you started doing your edges.
Your hair was so cute! You started putting that outfit on, it was 5:27, âDANGG time went fastâ you said to yourself quietly then you heard ony coming back in the room walking to towards the bathroom.
âOh now he wanna see what Iâm doing..â you thought to yourself shaking yo head side ta side, he came up behind you and started kissing yo neck and holding it while he other hand went down your stomach.
âdamn ma.. you look fine as hell.. where we going?â You was was feelin him but you forgot you was supposed to be mad so you moved his hand from youre stomach and fixed you lashes.
âMama? I asked you a question.â He said sturnly which kinda turned you on because you love when he got that tone to his voice. âWE not going nowhere. IM going out witâm homegirlsâ you said smacking your lips after.
âWhatâyouâmeanâ he said letting go of you completely âexactly what I saidâ you took you phone swiping up from the wallpaper of you and ony. Checking your messages and the time. It was 5:53 your home girl texted you that they was almost outside.
âWatch out itâs time fo me to go.â You said with a lil sas he watched you walk away he didnât stop you, he wanted to! But he didnât. You started putting your shoes on, with your pretty anklet and the necklace with your name on it.
Your girls was out side so you left, he was mad. You knew he was mad. He was especially mad when he seen your instagram post twerking on one of your homegirls lap. with a caption saying : âif my man donât wont catch it my bsfs will!â With another video under it of you with someone spreading money on yo back while you twerk.
He thought about running over to that party and picking you up right away. But he didnât. Cuz you were in for it when you got home. Oh, you was REALLY in for it when you got back.
You friend dropped you off yall did your goodbye kisses & hugs then you was finna put the key in the door but it swung open, a strong arm pulling you in then picking you up.
âOny whatdafuck??â You said as he threw you on the bed âfirst you was giving me attitude then you runnin ya mouth AND shakin ya ass on someone else?? You must be crazy. Gon head take off all dat shit like bro.. you ainât even got a bra on wit that tight ass- mannn you pissing me off more and more.â
You rolled you eyes and started undressing. Letâs just say last night was memorable.
HEY BABYESSS so if I make a pt2 it probably be of âlast nightâ (I apologize if links donât work I check every other day ta see jus in case!)
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