#feels kinda mean posting this but whatever

[sharlsworld]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ guilty pleasure - 𝐂𝐋𝟏𝟔 ✴︎

（ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 ）𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖾𝗋𝖼 𝗑 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

（ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ）𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆

note ✫ pt. 2 of my best friends brother, this could be read as a stand alone but would make more sense to look at the other smau. the first post is kinda suggestive

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yn

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yn was going through my camera roll, i miss summer so bad

charles_leclerc first

charles_leclerc Omg I remember that week was absolute hell I felt like a teenage boy going through puberty

⤷ arthur_leclerc ew is that why you wouldn’t play chicken with us??? y/n wanted to play so bad then you ran away. you sicko what a perv

⤷ charles_leclerc It’s not funny arthur and I don’t know why you would suggest musical chairs on a fucking boat but that was horrible she sat on my lap and I almost creamed my pants right there

⤷ arthur_leclerc No one wants to know that you fuckin perv 🤮🤮 #lockcharlesup

⤷ charles_leclerc stop calling me a sicko and a perv just because she’s younger then me. i’ll purple nurple you arthur.

⤷ arthur_leclerc I’ll shave all your hair off when you’re asleep. You sleep like a rock you won’t feel a thing.

⤷ charles_leclerc I’ll shave your eyebrows off then you cunt

⤷ yn ok let’s stop there 😊

⤷ charles_leclerc Whatever you say bébé

francisca.cgomes hottie 😍😍🤤

carlossainz55 Who’s that cutie in the last slide?

⤷ alex_albon I thought we had a connection…we went on a coffee date carlos 😔

⤷ carlossainz55 Shhh look away baby, he has attachment issues…you’re the one I come home to every day 😘

⤷ yn ally 🏳️‍🌈 now get this gay fest out of my comment section

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charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc y/n via jade’s instagram story

yn wrong account?

arthur_leclerc is this meant for what i think it’s meant for?

jade_distinguinn Ummm???

lando charles marc hervé perceval leclerc do you run a fan page for your little brothers best friend? OMG IM GONNA GO FIND IT SHUT UP

georgerussell63 Ah, you’re one of us

⤷ danielricciardo NO WAY I FUCKING CALLED THIS IS SO CRAZY YOU LIAM ALEX AND LANDO OWE ME 300 BUCKS IM GONNA BE RICH

⤷ liamlawson30 you’re already rich?

⤷ danielricciardo Shut up and venmo me my money cunt THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE

arthur_leclerc OMG YOU RUN A FUCKING FAN ACCOUNT FOR Y/N THIS IS SO AMAZING WHATS THE USERNAME PLEASE

alex_albon this is tewww good drop the user king

leclerc_pascale Charles how long has this been going on?

pierregasly NO WAY BRO YOUR LIFE IS OVER

maxverstappen1 Absolute gold, this is pure cinema. Keep it up mate 🥳😂

lando SHUT UP ARE YOU CHARLESLOVESYN???

⤷ liamlawson30 NO WAY I FUCKING LOVE THAT ACCOUNT BRO

⤷ alex_albon I always wondered how they were always so quick to update

⤷ georgerussell63 Omg no way I stalk that account every night before bed

⤷ danielricciardo SHUT UP AND VENMO ME MY MONEY YOU GUYS PLEASUHHHHH

arthur_leclerc CHARLES TELL US YOUR SECRETS HOW DO YOU MANAGE A SUCCESSFUL FANPAGE WHILE BEING A F1 DRIVER??? 🎤🎤🎤

yn awhhh charles baby you’re so sweet

⤷ arthur_leclerc WTF THATS SO CREEPY??? ITS BEEN GOING SINCE 2021 THATS WHEN YOU TURNED 18????

⤷ yn don’t be mean arthur it’s sweet

⤷ arthur_leclerc oh my gosh you poor thing he’s brainwashed you 💔

⤷ yn stop being mean or i’ll post that one picture of you for everyone to see

⤷ arthur_leclerc 🤐

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charleslovesyn

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charleslovesyn l’amour de ma vie ❤️

estiebestie omg she looks so pretty where did you get this from??

⤷ charleslovesyn my camera roll??

⤷ estiebestie oh!

⤷ estiebestie OHHHHHH

lando I FOUND IT IM FASTER THEN THE FUCKING FBI THIS IS THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE

⤷ danielriccardo Bruh send me my money

⤷ lando are you going broke or something damn

maxverstappen1 How do you have 70k followers

⤷ alex_albon this is THE y/n fan page max

yn sweet babyyy i love you

⤷ pierregasly Wow you two are a different level of down bad for each other

leclerc_pascale Well, at least it’s a successful fan account son ❤️

arthur_leclerc If I speak…

⤷ yn shut up arthur you burned your neck with my curling iron and told everyone it was a hickey

⤷ arthur_leclerc Oh my goshhh why would you say that 😔

⤷ yn quit being mean to charles he’s feeling very overwhelmed right now

⤷ arthur_leclerc sorry i forgot he can’t focus on anything but you anymore 😒

⤷ yn you still watch moana whenever we finish watch a scary movie

⤷ arthur_leclerc y/n stopppppp

lance_stroll Bros really been playing hard to get when he’s been running a fan page since 2021

⤷ yn shut up maple licker go hug a moose or something

⤷ yn omg i’m sorry lance i just wanted to say that but i don’t know anyone else who’s canadian 😿

⤷ lance_stroll you’re gucci queen don’t fret

georgerussell63 What a time to be alive

⤷ danielriccardo Oh so you can comment on charles’ fan page for his gf but not venmo me my money I won fair and square??

⤷ georgerussell63 Give me a minute damn I’m still riding on the high of this whole thing

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charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc and what about it

francisca.cgomes King behavior honestly

alex_albon period

arthur_leclerc Okay tone the attitude down queen charles

⤷ yn 😐 have you learned nothing or do want me to tell everyone the time you peed yourself cause you got excited when you seen adele…last year

⤷ arthur_leclerc ain’t no way you just said that bruh 😓 i remember when you used to defend me like this when charles would be mean to me 😔

georgerussell63 Don’t ever let them shame the fan girl out of you ✊ we’re in 4life

carlossainz55 Yesss queen show your true self

lilymhe I wish Alex would make a fan page for me too…guess he doesn’t love me 😔

⤷ alex_albon I literally tried and you told me no.

⤷ lilymhe BECAUSE YOU MADE A GOSSIP PAGE

⤷ alex_albon JUST SAY YOU HATE ME GOSH

danielricciardo i’m still waiting for my money…

⤷ lando we’re sending it damn 😒

⤷ georgerussell63 Do you need it for rent or something jeez…

⤷ alex_albon seriously you already blew through your savings or what??

⤷ liamlawson30 don’t worry bud, i sent you a little extra. get yourself something nice ❤️

⤷ danielricciardo You sent me 1 extra dollar…

⤷ liamlawson30 send that shit back then damn, everyone’s so ungrateful these days 😒

⤷ danielricciardo Hell nah I’m keeping that shit

[wwooyology]

── 𝄞 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙮 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡 | 𝙋.𝙎𝙃

[𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙎] : seonghwa x fem!reader [𝙒𝘾] : 5.1k

[𝙎𝙊𝙉𝙂 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙎] : singer!seonghwa, guitarist!reader, smut

[𝙇𝙔𝙍𝙄𝘾𝙎] : you were a tease; everyone in the band knew that and just turned a blind eye to it. but when you start making more advances towards seonghwa, he can't help but grow confused and frustrated, so during a huge afterparty that was thrown for your biggest concert, he's ready to figure out what your true feelings are.

[𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄𝘼𝙇𝙎] : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!, cussing, kissing, messy makeout, oral (m. receiving), teasing, slight choking, hwa is just a lil mean, unprotected sex, rough sex, dom!seonghwa x sub!reader, slight clit play, multiple orgasms, hwa is very vocal, overstimulation, petnames (doll, sweetheart, baby...), biting/marking, big dick!seonghwa, deepthroating, slight face fucking, a bit of breath play, slight size kink, bulge kink, dirty talk, dumbification, cum eating, its just realllll messy (like really nasty), slight manhandling, lmk if I missed anything!!

[𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎] : decided to go ahead and post this a day early 🙂‍↔️ alsooooo long story short I kinda got carried away with this hehe 😅 I just started typing and next thing I knew I was already at more words than the joong part 😭 but either way I hope y'all enjoy my nastiness 🙂‍↕️

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[𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙇 𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏] : 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 [𝙃𝙄! 𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐’𝙍𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎 𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙄 𝘼𝙎𝙆 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙎𝙀𝙊𝙉𝙂𝙃𝙒𝘼 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙀 🙈 𝟏𝟐, 𝟏𝟖 & 𝟐𝟕] ─ 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 : [𝙄 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙀𝙀 𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙇𝙄𝙋𝙎 𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿 𝙈𝙔 𝘿𝙄𝘾𝙆.], [𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙈𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃.] 𝙖𝙣𝙙 [𝙄'𝙈 𝙂𝙊𝙉𝙉𝘼 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙐𝙋 𝙎𝙊 𝙈𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙇𝙇 𝘽𝙀 𝘿𝙍𝙄𝙋𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔𝙎.] ─ 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩?

[𝙔𝙀𝙎] 𝙤𝙧 [𝙉𝙊]

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩! 𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧?

[𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔] 𝙤𝙧 [𝙎𝙆𝙄𝙋]

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𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 [𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉] 𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙣!

[𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉]

“You’re such a good singer Hwa, maybe you could give me private lessons.” You had spoken those very words to the dark-haired male after practice one day, ending your sentence with a wink before strutting out of Yunho’s garage.

Seonghwa knew you were a tease, hell everyone knew that you were a tease, but there was something about the innuendo comments you would make and the lingering touch you would leave on his body that was driving him damn near mad.

This had been going on for weeks, and he was growing more and more frustrated trying to figure out if you were just being your normal teasing self or if there were more to your words and touches.

“Is it just me, or has she been worse here lately?” Yunho commented as he spun his drumsticks around his nimble fingers.

“Definitely not just you, bro,” San added in as he walked over to the fridge to grab out a can of beer, asking if either of them wanted one. “Not just that, but she’s been targeting Hwa. I fear his head might explode at this point.” San teased the older male, bumping his shoulder playfully before passing Yunho a cold can.

“I can tell if she’s just being herself or if she’s being for real.” Hwa groaned, stepping away from the mic stand and running his fingers through his hair. His heart was racing, and he could feel all of his blood rushing south as he recalled the way you had pressed yourself against his arm. “Fuck me, I’m gonna head out.”

“Alright, be safe, Hwa.” Yunho bid the male goodbye while San continued to talk about whatever.

Stepping out into the cool night air, Seonghwa tried to calm his nerves and relieve the growing tension in his pants. However, hearing footsteps, his eyes shot open only to find you a few feet away, a dead cigarette bud in between your fingers. Seeing him, you gave him a smile before walking over and leaning on the hood of San’s BMW. You had your arms situated underneath your chest just enough to make your cleavage pop out of the top of your shirt. Seonghwa bit down on his tongue hard enough that he was sure he’d draw blood.

“Leaving so soon, Hwa?” Your bottom lip jutted out in a pout, and Seonghwa had to tear his gaze away from you; there was no way that you weren’t doing this on purpose. Noticing his reaction, you couldn’t help but notice the smirk that spread across your lips. Your eyes then flickered down to where his hands were failing miserably at hiding his growing boner. Pushing yourself off the car, you walked around the hood before stopping just a few feet away from the male and catching his attention. “Get some rest, Hwa; you look like you might need it.” There was an underlying tone in your voice that he couldn’t quite make out, but when he saw your eyes flicker down, he could feel his face grow warm in embarrassment.

He opened his mouth to try to defend himself, but not a single word left his tongue, utterly lost on an excuse. However, you just winked at him once more, that same sly grin on your lips, before walking around him, leaving him standing out in the cold.

“Fucking hell.” He cursed to himself before fixing his pants and walking over to his car. Tearing the door open, he got inside with a huff before placing the key in the ignition, bringing the car to life.

He didn’t move, though, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of you and how you just couldn’t keep your mouth shut. Groaning, he peeled out of Yunho’s driveway and practically sped all the way back home.

Those same thoughts plugged his mind as he fucked his fist while hunched over in his bed. Wondering what you would sound like once he had his cock buried deep in your cunt or how good your little mouth would feel around his length. He came so much that night he was sure that you were going to the death of him, and he knew he needed to figure out whether or not you were joking around or being for real for his own sanity.

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This same behavior only got worse as the weeks went on to the point that Seonghwa wished that the ground would just swallow him whole. However, he finally reached his breaking point whenever you were all at an ice cream parlor after practice one day, and you had quite literally licked ice cream off of the corner of his lips.

Yunho and San watched from the other side of the table in astonishment, not actually believing what they had just witnessed. You, however, just continued with the night like it was just any other normal night.

“Okay, what the fuck was that?” Yunho asked as soon as you excused yourself to go to the bathroom.

“Did she seriously just lick that ice cream off of your face?” San asked, completely bewildered and Seonghwa was at a loss for words, his heart racing under his ribs.

“Are we sure she’s just being her normal teasing self? Because that sure as hell didn’t look like it!” Yunho exclaimed, glancing between Seonghwa and San, one of which looked like his head was about to explode while the other ate his ice cream in shock.

The table fell silent for a few moments before San made a sudden ‘aha’ sound, looking over at Seonghwa with wide eyes.

“Isn’t there a huge afterparty next weekend? After our show?” He asked and Yunho perked up, recalling exactly what event San was talking about.

“Oh yeah! Maybe you can talk to her and figure out what the hell is going on.” Yunho suggested and secretly hoped that y’all would fuck because the poor man was so strung up with sexual frustration is was driving the other two insane.

“You’re right, god she’s gonna drive me to an early grave.” Seonghwa groaned, running his hands down his face before combing his hair back out of his face.

“Who’s gonna drive who to an early grave?” The sudden sound of your voice caused all three of the boys to jump, looking over at you as if they had just been caught stealing from the cookie jar.

“Oh, uh, Hwa was just talking about his sister getting on his nerves again.” San chuckled nervously, hoping that you would buy it, but there was a slight twitch in the corner of your lips as you fought off a smirk that told him you didn’t believe a word of it.

“Oh, well, hopefully, she won’t drive you to your grave yet; that’d be no fun.” You pouted, and Seonghwa swallowed thickly, only to have that catch in his throat when you leaned into the booth. His whole body went rigid as you reached to the floor to grab your bag that had ‘fallen’ before leaning up just enough to peek over the top of the table. “My roommate called; she’s having a boy emergency, so I’ve gotta dip. Don’t have too much fun without me now.” Your tone was your normal teasing tone, but when your hand was not so discreetly brushed over Seonghwa’s lap, he felt his heart stop in his chest.

Then, standing straight, you sent them all a wink before turning and strutting out of the parlor, leaving all three of the boys stunned. Seonghwa felt like his lungs were about to combust from how long he had been holding his breath, not breathing in until Yunho kicked his leg, telling him that his lips were starting to turn blue.

Inhaling deeply, he felt his lungs burn, and he prayed that he would be able to make it through this next week of rehearsals without losing his head completely. Then, hopefully, he’d be able to figure out what the hell your deal was at the party.

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As if the gods had answered his prayers, you hadn’t been on the same bullshit that whole week, mainly focused on making sure you played all of the right notes on your guitar. Not once had you made any dirty remark or even touched the man, which he wasn’t sure what was worse at this point after getting used to your hands on him at least once during practice.

“Have they told us what time we’re gonna be on yet?” You asked, looking over at Yunho as you placed your guitar back in its case. The taller male just shook his head, saying that they hadn’t received that email yet, which in turn caused you to grumble. “Useless dickwads.” You stepped off to the side with your phone in your hand to call the venue and figure out the time.

Seonghwa’s eyes trailed after your form, watching as annoyance contorted on your face when the call was put on hold. If there was one thing that you always got serious about, it was your guys' shows; you were like a built-in manager, and the boys knew with you around, they wouldn’t have to worry about some sketch ass venue screwing you over.

“If I didn’t know any better, you’ve got heart eyes for our residential minx.” San teased the older male, bumping his shoulder as he held his bass by the neck. 

Seonghwa looked over at the younger male with a cocked eyebrow; he was sure that he felt that he was just sexually frustrated, and you were the main one feeding into it. After fucking it out, he was certain that everything would just go back to normal.

Brushing San off, he just went back to reviewing the lyrics before y’all would practice one final time that night. Then the next day was your show and the night that Seonghwa was finally going to the bottom of your little antics.

And finally, that time rolled around.

You had just finished your show about an hour ago before splitting apart to go get ready for the after-party. However, the guys, of course, showed up before you, meeting one another at the entrance. Yunho looked around the hall, searching for you just in case they had missed you, but you were nowhere to be seen.

“Is y/n not here yet?” San asked, following behind Yunho and looking around the hall, but just like the older male, he found nothing.

“You keep looking; you might just find some hidden treasure.” You teased as you walked up to the trio, your lips pulling into a playful grin when they turned to look at you. All three pairs of eyes grew wide as they took in your attire as you did a small spin, “how do I look?” You asked, fixing the short skirt just a bit, not that it did too much.

Your dress was a deep cherry red with a black corset that hugged your curves perfectly; the sleeves only covered about your mid-bicep and down, leaving your shoulders completely bare.

“You look…” Seonghwa trailed on, words dying on his tongue as you turned to look at him, causing Yunho to jab his elbow into the dark-haired male’s side.

“You look amazing, y/n.” San complemented, causing you to smile brightly, bag clutched tightly in your hands.

“Thank you, Sannie.” You then turned and looked out into the crowd, a bright gleam in your eyes, noticing almost all of the people there, “you guys ready to mingle? Might be our chance to hit it big.” You gave them a determined smile before stepping towards Seonghwa, whose jaw tightened the closer you got.

“We’ll go find the drinks and you guys go talk to the famous people,” Yunho spoke hurriedly before shoving San along the way despite his protests.

Tilting your head, you watched as they walked off before turning back to Seonghwa, “must be thirsty, but what did you think, Hwa? Is it too much?” You asked the male, holding your arms up slightly, causing the ends of your dress to creep up.

“You look beautiful, but don’t you think it’s maybe too… short?” He asked almost cautiously, and you just looked up at him with doe eyes before looking down at yourself.

“Is it?” You asked, looking back up at him through your eyelashes, a teasing undertone in your voice. However, he didn’t get a chance to respond before you grabbed his arm, wrapping yourself around the limb and walking further into the large banquet hall. 

Further into the night, it seemed like you were just trying to push Seonghwa’s buttons; those once lingering touches turned into an intentional caress, and almost everything you said to him held a deeper meaning.

“Hwa is an amazing singer, knows just all of the right notes to hit.” You told a man that he had seen numerous times on television.

He was trying his best to keep up with you in conversations but was also fighting for his life every time that you would step back, knowing full well that he was right behind you, brushing your body over his, but more specifically, your ass kept hitting his crotch making it impossible to keep all of the blood from rushing south.

“Y/n.” His tone was one of warning as you pressed yourself back against him once again, his hands, this time, finding your hips to keep you in place. Your body shuddered as you felt his warm breath fan over the shell of your ear when he bent down, “Stop teasing, or I will not hesitate to drag you out of here.” He growled, finally having enough of your teasing, his muscles tense from trying to stop from popping a boner.

“But I’m not even doing anything, Hwa; why are you being mean?” You pouted, looking up at him with faux doe eyes, but he could see the mischievous gleam in those same eyes.

“That’s it.” In the next moment he had his hand wrapped around your wrist and was pulling you towards the doors of the banquet hall, not caring for the stares that the two of you were receiving.

Seonghwa didn’t say a word as he dragged you down the hall, and you couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement rush through your body. You had finally managed to make him snap, but you knew you could push his buttons just a little bit more.

“Hwa, where are we going? The party is that way.” You pointed over your shoulder but the taller male didn't say a word as he stopped in front of a hotel room and dug into his pocket before pulling out a keycard.

Heat flushed over your body as you watched him open the door in anticipation, and as soon as the door was open, he roughly pulled you into the room. Slamming the door shut behind you, he pushed you back against it, trapping you.

“Hwa–”

“Shut up.” He hissed before smashing his lips into yours, stealing all of the air out of your lungs. His hands gripped at your hips, pulling your body flush against his as your arms wrapped around his neck.

Seonghwa could’ve sworn that he was gonna go insane the moment a whimper fell from your lips when he bit down on your bottom lip. The sound went straight to his dick, which was straining hard against his pants.

You gasped when his hand on your lower back pulled you closer, causing you to feel him against your lower abdomen. He was bigger than you, that much you knew, but you never realized just how much bigger he was until this moment.

“Hwa.” You breathed out as his lips trialed from your lipstick-smeared lips to your jaw before finding a purchase on your neck. Your hands tugged at his suit jacket as the heat of the moment was starting to become overbearing.

It took no time for the both of you to make your way further into the hotel room; Seonghwa shrugged out of his shoes and suit jacket before letting you undo the buttons of his button-up. However, before he could take it off, you pushed him down on the edge of the bed.

You then stepped back, kicking off your heels before reaching behind you to grab the zipper of your dress. Seonghwa watched you with borderline predatory eyes as you pulled it down slowly, the sound almost overbearing and his patience starting to wear thin.

As soon as the zipper was done, you pulled your arms out of the sleeves before letting the dress drop to the ground, the fabric pooling at your feet. You stood there in nothing but your underwear seeing as you weren’t wearing a bra.

“Fuck.” Seonghwa cursed, palming himself through his slacks as he took in your body and you couldn’t help but almost feel shy under his intense gaze. His eyes then flickered back up to your face when he realized that he could finally live out the fantasy he had been thinking of almost every night. “C’mere doll.”

Your body automatically obeyed his command, stepping out of your dress and moving towards him. When you stopped in front of him, his hands found your hips, squeezing the soft flesh before letting his hand trail up your stomach and up between your breasts until he found your throat. A small gasp fell from your lips when he pulled you forward, and your knees buckled, causing you to drop to the ground in front of him.

“Much better,” He spoke softly, but the dark gleam in his eyes left a chill running down your spine. He let up on your neck before cupping your jaw, thumb brushing over your lips. “Now, I want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick. You can do that for me, can’t you, sweetheart?”

A borderline sadistic chuckle fell from his lips when you nodded, opening your mouth just enough for his thumb to slip inside. He pressed down on your tongue as you closed your lips around his digit, the sight was something beyond his imagination, but god, did it make him hard as a fucking rock.

He bit back a groan when you whined as he took his thumb from your lips a ring of red lipstick left behind on his skin. You pouted up at him but then your eyes flickered down to the obvious tent in his slack and you could feel your mouth start to water.

Rising up on your knees, you reached for his belt, quickly undoing the buckle despite the shakiness of your hands. Seonghwa just watched in amusement as you frantically tried to undo his slacks as quickly as possible. Once the button was undone and the zipper pulled down, he raised his hips, allowing you to wrap your fingers around the waistband of his slacks and boxers before pulling them down.

A cute little gasp fell from your swollen lips when his cock sprung free, almost hitting your cheek. Your eyes went wide as you took in his size, he was in every way bigger than any other man you had been with and a small seed of doubt started to grow in your head.

Noticing the conflict in your eyes, Seonghwa quickly kicked his pants and boxer off before reaching forward to place a gentle hand on top of your head. Looking up at him, you felt your core quiver at the endearing yet dominant expression on his face.

“You can take it, can’t you, doll? Hmm?” He hummed, petting your head softly, and you felt your heart flutter, and you instantly started to nod despite the uncertainty that settled in the pit of your stomach. You weren’t sure you’d be able to take him fully, but you’d sure as hell try. “Good girl. Now…” He moved his hand from your head down to your jaw once more, thumb pressing against your lips. “Open your mouth.”

Complying, you relaxed your jaw and parted your lips, sticking your tongue out just a bit, and Seonghwa gritted his teeth at your dazed eyes. Grabbing himself at the base, he slapped the head of his cock against your tongue before laying it on the wet muscle, letting you wrap your lips around him.

“Fuckkk.” He let out a low groan as you took more of him into your mouth; it took all of his willpower to not bust right then and there from how fucking phenomenal your mouth felt. It was nothing like he could have ever imagined.

Your tongue swirled around his tip before lowering your head once more, taking as much of him in your mouth as you could. Tears stung in your eyes when he hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag lightly. The heavenly moan that fell from the dark-haired male’s lips left you squirming in your spot. Your panties were soaked at this point.

Seonghwa looked down at you with hooded eyes as you pulled back to breathe, tongue pressing right along the underneath of his heavy cock. Biting his lip, he sat up just a bit as you took him fully in your mouth once more, but still not quite all of the way.

“C’mon doll, you can do better than that.” He breathed out, grabbing your hair and pulling it out of your face so he could see you clearly. His other hand brushed along your jaw, dark eyes trained on where your lips were wrapped around him. “Relax your jaw… there ya go, good girl.” He cooed, and you whined around him as he pushed your head down more until he completely invaded your throat, and your nose brushed against his pelvic bone. Tears blurred your vision before flowing down your cheeks from the lack of oxygen.

“Fucking hell, your mouth feels so damn good.” He groaned, holding your head in place, relishing in the way your throat contracted around him and the cute little tears that fell from your eyes as you looked up at him. After a few moments, he finally let up his grip before allowing you to pull up, but not fully off.

The sound and vibrations of your muffled moans and whines only spurred him on as he helped you take his length once more.

“Gonna cum in this pretty little mouth of yours.” He growled, sheathing himself fully in your mouth once more before his dick twitched against your tongue. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” He moaned out as you grabbed his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze, and he came, painting the back of your throat white.

His hold finally relented, and you pulled off with a wet ‘pop,’ sputtering as you tried your best to swallow all of his cum, but there was just too much. Some of it coated your lips and chin, dripping down onto your breast, and Seonghwa thought he could cum once more just from the sight alone, his dick already growing hard once more.

“Holy hell.” He groaned, reaching out to wipe some of the cum and saliva cocktail on your chin off before shoving it back into your awaiting mouth. He watched with dark eyes as you sucked it off of his digit, and once it was all off, he pulled you up.

Your hands fell on his shoulders as you straddled his lap, lips instantly finding his in a messy kiss. His hands gripped your hips as he groaned at the taste of himself on your tongue. Fuck, it was hot, too hot, and he felt like he was about to combust.

“Hwa.” You whined as his lips trailed down your neck, licking up the stray drops of his own cum off of your chest before kissing you with full force. His tongue indeed your mouth, tasting every last inch of you he could reach.

He groaned into your mouth when your hips rolled against his in desperate need of some relief from your growing need. His hands landed on your ass, helping you grind against him, swallowing all of your little mewls and whines.

“God, you look so fucking beautiful like this.” He groaned, his senses going into overdrive as you leaned down, lips latching onto the skin of his neck. His whole body shuddered as you bit down on the junction of his neck before lapping at the wound.

“Need you, Hwa, please.” You moaned, fingers digging into his skin when his thumb pressed down on your clothed clit. The need was starting to become overbearing, leaving your brain hazy as you begged him to fuck you.

“Do you need my cock doll?” He cooed as you buried your face in his neck, but you mewled out a ‘yes,’ causing him to chuckle. He stopped your movements, eliciting another muffled whine from your lips, but you were quickly silenced when he moved your panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off.

He lifted your hips with ease before using his free hand to pull your head out of his neck, “I wanna see your face when you sink down on my cock, sweetheart.”

You looked at him with hooded eyes before reaching down to line his aching cock with your entrance before slowly sinking down. Your jaw fell slack as he slowly filled your tight cunt. The stretch almost burned if it wasn’t for your slick.

“Hwa! Oh my god! You’re so big!” You cried out as you continued to take him into your needy cunt. Your words only stroked the man’s ego as he smirked at you. He didn’t even have you fully seated on him and you were already starting to lose yourself, it was quite the sight.

“C’mon baby, you’re almost there.” He cooed, brushing your hair out of your face as your eyes rolled back when you fully sank down on his cock. “There ya go, such a good little thing.” His words went straight to your pussy, causing you to clench around him, a pathetic moan falling from your lips.

“So f-full.” You choked out, legs quivering on either side of his hips. He felt like he was in your womb, and he might as well be as his tip pushed against your cervix, threatening to break through.

Seonghwa smirked, pulling your face to his and latching his lips onto yours in a mess kiss that was more teeth than anything else. His hand then fell to your hip, slowly rocking you against him, and your whole body fell forward from the overwhelming pleasure. No matter how little he moved he was still hitting all of the right places to have you seeing stars.

Looking down, he caught sight of something that had his cock twitching in your walls; there at the bottom of your tummy was a prominent bulge. He cussed to himself as he watched it move as he rolled your hips, soaking in all of the cute little noises that you were making.

“H-Hwa!” You choked out when he lifted your hips before letting you drop back down, his eyes still on the bulge.

“Fuck. Look, sweetheart.” He grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you out of his neck before making you look down. Your walls clenched around his length as you took in what he was showing you, your hand reaching down to press against it only to make the both of you moan.

“You’re so deep, Hwa.” You croaked out, looking up at him with hazy eyes, tears still flowing down your flushed cheeks, and he felt his sanity snap.

“Hold on, doll,” He instructed, and you looked at him in confusion until he lifted your hips until they were hovering over him and thrust up into you sharply.

A series of broken and loud moans fall from your lips as he sets a brutal pace, fucking up into your cunt like his life depended on it. Your eyes rolled back as your body slumped forward, all of your muscles feeling as if they were jelly.

“F-Fuck! Hwa, s-slow down!” You cried out, your mind short-circuiting from how quickly your orgasm was creeping up on you. It felt as if your entire being was on the verge of combusting.

“I’m sorry baby, I can’t; you just feel too good.” He moaned, wrapping his arm around your body. Your body felt like heaven wrapped around him, and he felt as if he was going insane. His lips latched onto the skin of your neck as he felt you shudder against him, a loud moan ripping from your throat as your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave.

“That’s it, baby, let go. Let it all go.” He talked you through it as his hips kept their relentless pace, easily throwing your body into a state of overstimulation. Choked sobs fell from your lips as your nails raked down his back, the pleasure driving you to the brink of insanity. The edges of your vision turned white when you felt another orgasm building rapidly. “I’m gonna fill you up so much that you’ll be dripping for days.” He groaned right in your ear, and you didn’t even get the chance to even warn him before your high came crashing down once again, your whole body trembling as Seonghwa pulled your body flush against his, cumming deep in your walls.

Your ears started to ring as you completely lay against Seonghwa. All of the bones in your body were rendered useless. Seonghwa’s hands smoothed over your sides, comforting you until you fully came down from your high.

“Hwa…” Your voice was hoarse as you spoke, causing him to turn his head, finding you staring up at him. “I think I love you.” You told him bluntly causing him to let out a short laugh, hands stopping at your hips.

“Right, try telling me that again when you’re not stuffed full of my cock.” He shook his head, jaw tight as annoyance started to creep into his mind.

Blinking slowly, you lift your body and reach forward, cupping his face in your hands and making him look at you. He felt his breath catch in his throat at the sincerity and admiration that gleamed in your eyes.

“I’m serious, Hwa; why else do you think I was trying so hard to get your attention?” You spoke softly, scared that he might tell you to fuck off, but much to your relief, he leaned forward, connecting his forehead with yours.

“I love you too, doll, even when you drive me absolutely insane.” He omitted, causing you to laugh softly before leaning forward to capture his lips in a gentle kiss. His hands held you close as the both of you savored the moment, even if it led to a very long night and you losing your walking privileges the next day.

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[helloyesthisispapermario]

#no same im still surprised when i tag something for my own organization after the first 5 tags and it gets attention#from folks who don’t follow me. you weren’t supposed to see that. now i gotta post it and go back and edit to have tags ig#but not showing up in your own blog. girl what are the tags FOR at that point#i know it cuts you off from typing them at a certain threshold but i forget how many that is#idk why it wouldn’t cut you off at 20. unless it does and op is talking about reblogs using the xkit thingy on desktop?#where you can just kinda type whatever forever without realizing you’ve been cut off

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just to be abundantly clear to anyone wondering: i'm not talking about the xkit thing (though i am aware of it, love that feature), or even about /search, really, i mean like

if you make "#myart" tag number 21 on your post, and i go to your blog, and i type in blogname.tumblr.com/tagged/myart, i am, in fact, not going to see your art. because tumblr doesn't register any tags past number 20, apparently. the post i discovered this on was from 2018, and i stumbled on it the day i made this post. ("#myart" was tag number 25 on the post, for complete transparency)

chances are that few people are going to run into this, because tagging your art posts with every game (related or not) and every nintendo console is a little overkill, but like. some people like rambling in the tags and going on rants! for them, it's pretty important information to know that if you do that then you need to make sure your organizational tags occur BEFORE number 20 or they won't function as organizaton at all: which is why i made this post lol

and for artists, it's important to know that the 20 tags you get for reach are ALSO the 20 tags you get for blog organization, which is why "#my art" and "#specific project" are tags that need to go higher than number 20.

no hard feelings @ anyone, just addressing a handful of comments i've seen in the notes + these tags were most relevant + i liked them. this post is for the oldies, for real.

(NEW?) TUMBLR TAGGING PSA:

heads up, folks! it looks like - EVEN AND ESPECIALLY ON YOUR CUSTOM BLOG VIEW!!! - tumblr only counts the first twenty tags! on a post! after this, the post won't show up in that tag, not even on your blog

so if you have a personal art tag but you put it at the bottom of the post under all of the #switch #nintendo #mario #bros #64 etc etc etc bloat tags, it doesn't work.

please put your most relevant tags first! having an art tag that doesn't have all your art posts in it is basically useless, after all

there used to be a saying that tumblr search only counted the first five tags on a post, which is why crosstagging for reach was pointless. tumblr has since updated to count twenty tags - at a cost. any tags after #20 apparently do not show up in that tag on your own blog.

i found this out because i was looking at someone's cool mario 64 art project, and because they put the tag for the project at the very bottom of their tags, the final post NEVER showed up in their tag for the project when i was browsing it ON THEIR BLOG (very different tumblr behavior than it used to be years ago!). i did finally stumble on the final post of the project, thankfully, and realizing what happend, i started counting. tumblr counts the first 20 tags, but tag #21 and all after are useless.

psa!

[ghostgirl-22]

Tashi and/or Art’s physiotherapist walking in (Art’s room, a locker room, gym, whatever) to find Art and Patrick in just their underwear scrambling to get dressed after having sex.

Yes I could see it anon! Post challenger.

Tashi insists Art and Patrick go out to get a drink or something and try to reconnect since they haven’t really talked to each other in over a decade. Art goes because deep down he misses Patrick but he’s still reserved thinking they’re just gonna talk for an hour.

By hour four they’re drunk and giggling like they’re in high school again. And at 1am when the place is closing they’re still reminiscing so Patrick invites Art back to his place.

Art pings his location to Tashi with a note that he’ll be home soon, but they’re still catching up. They end up hanging out on Patrick’s motel bed. Watching an old movie on cable. Splitting a beer. And before Art realizes what’s happening he’s kissing Patrick. He pulls back shyly. Saying sorry. And Patrick just smiles and climbs on top of him. Then they’re kissing more. Touching all over. Art losing all sense of self in the pursuit of pleasure. Shaky fingers covered in lube. Fucking into Patrick because he needs it. He doesn’t even know how many times they do it. Just knows he’s waking up hungover, butt naked and pleasantly sore in Patrick’s bed to the sound of knocking. He rolls over but Patrick’s not in bed.

“I’m coming,” He stumbles, sleepy to the door. Only his boxers on, scratching his head he pulls it open. “Hey,” he says.

“Is uh… is Art here?”

Shit. It’s his physiotherapist. Tashi must have sent him over when he didn’t show up to his post game session this morning. Patrick pulls open the door and his physio Steve walks in.

It’s at this moment that Art kinda wishes Patrick had a little more shame. He sits up in bed quickly, embarrassment heating his skin as he searches for his clothes which are all over the bed and floor.

“Uh sorry man… um…” Art says, quickly trying to get into his briefs. Steve’s eyes widen when he sees him. He looks for maybe a bit too long before turning to look at the wall.

“No uh… no it’s um… Tashi said you were probably here so I figured I’d bring breakfast.” He holds up one of the shakes Art usually swallows down for breakfast. It was their usual habit to hangout after his post game sessions. Art sees his college buddies four times a year at most and he hasn’t really kept in touch with anyone from high school. Sadly Steve is probably his most consistent guy friend as an adult and he happens to be on the payroll.

“That’s uh… really thoughtful man I appreciate it,” Art says, glaring at Patrick who looks quite amused by all of it. “I completely forgot about our session.”

“I uh— I see. Um…” Steve lingers, he looks at Patrick and then chances another glance in Art’s direction. He’s stepping into his jeans. Or maybe they’re Patrick’s jeans. Fuck.

Patrick rests his elbow against the doorframe, one hand on his hip.“No way you were actually going to train after yesterday?” He asks, yawning.

“No this is my good friend and physiotherapist, Steve.” Art says, sheepish. “I’ve been seeing him nearly everyday since my injury.”

“Hey man, I’ve uh— I’ve heard a lot about you,” Steve says, smiling awkwardly at Patrick, his eyes trailing swiftly up and down his body.

“I bet,” Patrick smirks.

“That’s uh—Patrick and I— we’ve never— I’ve never done anything like this before,” Art says quickly and reassuringly to Steve. In case he’s thinking of bailing now. The way Steve stretches him out so well has led him to walk away with the occasional awkward boner. He’s not into Steve. At least he doesn't think he is.

Steve would always dismiss it saying it happened all the time… and that made Art feel a little less embarrassed about it. But now seeing Art like this Steve’s probably going to rethink the cause of those boners.

“No I mean… it’s no big deal. You know I’m gay so it’s nothing I’m not used to. And since you’re bisexual I figured you had to be—“ Steve starts.

“Huh?” Art interrupts, he’s given up and just decided to wear Patrick’s jeans, he’s buttoning them but they’re still sitting loose on his waist, exposing the thick strap of his briefs.

“It’s no big deal, honest, I’m not calling HR,” Steve says, smiling.

“No the other part,” Art says. “Did you say— did you say you were— that you think I’m—“

Steve laughs. “Is this a joke?”

“Uh I don’t know. I mean… I’m not…” Art begins and then he glances at Patrick, who continues to look endlessly amused.

“We flirt all the time.” Steve says. “You get hard every time I’m stretching you out. You know I love Beyoncé as much as Tashi does. You saw grindr on my phone when I accidentally left it open…”

“Beyoncé is a talented artist.” Is all Art can manage and Patrick laughs. Art tosses a balled up sock at him. He vaguely remembers seeing naked men on Steve’s phone but he’d figured it was some kind of anatomy thing. He’s a physio after all.

“You said the boner thing happens to people all the time…” Art says.

“Yeah it does… with my clients that are into men.”

Art feels his skin heating even more. “We—we don’t flirt,” Art stammers.

Steve laughs this time. “Sure…”

Patrick settles back on the bed. “This is hilarious actually. I like you Steve. Maybe we should all go out and eat real food. And I can tell you about all the times he didn’t flirt with me.”

“I’d definitely be interested,” Steve smiles. Traitor.

And here Art was thinking he drank too much and made a mistake but the whole time Steve thought he was bisexual. God. Maybe he’s bisexual?

“I know you think it’s funny but can you please not mention this to Tashi? God forbid, she finds out from either of you before I can explain myself.”

Steve chokes out another laugh and then covers his mouth. Art frowns at him. “What?”

“I’m sorry… I thought that was another joke. You know, she’s the one who told me you were bi. She said if we hooked up she’d be good with it so I um—I think she knows.”

Art rubs his palms on his thighs refusing to take one more glance at Patrick’s ever widening shit eating grin.

“Oh.”

[cjlouwho]

Why don’t you want to be here when the show comes back??? Genuine question because I’ve been having these feelings too but can’t place them.

*this is just me complaining, feel free to ignore*

It’s a myriad of things really… I’m still bummed about bucktommy, and how they screwed up Buck’s bi storyline. I’m just not interested in his story right now, and I have no desire to see him in even more pointless relationships.

There are so many fights that happen! Everywhere! About everything! I’m convinced 75% of this fandom hates the show but, for some reason, doesn’t know how to stop watching. The people I follow are lovely, and I’ve weeded out all the arguers, but you still see it. And it’s impossible to find the perfect way to block it out.

I don’t have any desire for bts stuff. This is already happening, and I have no idea why but it stresses me out! I usually love bts, but this show ruined the excitement of it for me. And now that there’s not one main source for bts, everyone is posting it and it’s impossible to filter. This is in no way shading anyone who posts bts, post whatever the hell you want, these are my issues!

And then there’s people who say they have inside sources, and there’s people getting leaks, but everyone is vague about it and it’s kinda ridiculous. If you’re gonna mention having spoilers, then either discuss them or don’t mention it at all. Sorry, it was so much better during Glee when spoilers were tossed out like candy and you knew everything about an episode two months before it aired 😂

And the whole thing overall bums me out because I found 911 during the worst time of my life and it really saved me, and I joined in the fandom because I wanted to not be lonely, and now I’m getting told that buddies talk shit about me, bucktommies talk shit about me, and I can’t even begin to understand why. I’m a literal no one with no connection to the show, and what I say doesn’t mean a thing. Idk sometimes being a part of something can make you feel even more alone.

Anyways… yeah, I don’t wanna be here much once it starts up again lmao

[lucysarah-c]

Hii lovely. I love your posts! I have a bit of a NSFW question, what do you think Levis dick size is 😭 I've been thinking about it, cause he's kinda short so🥱 I hope you answer so BAAAD if you do, pls tag💗💗 keep up the good work!

Hi, sweetie! How are you? Oh, thank you so much for saying that-it truly means a lot to me.

Okay, controversial take, but I don't think Levi's height has anything to do with his dick. I know some people like to make that correlation-like, "Oh, he's short, so he must have a small dick" or whatever. But no, sorry to disappoint, that's not it.

How do I put this... Have you ever seen that video of Lionel Messi walking around? Because that man is short, but his dick is definitely not small, if you know what I mean.

I don't think Levi is huge huge, but he's definitely above average. I'd say somewhere between 17 to 20 cm -big, but not too big. At least from my personal experience, that's what I'd imagine. I also think it's thicker than long, very pale, with soft pink undertones, and kind of veiny, which makes it look even bigger. Basically, above slightly above average but good.

And if you've seen that Messi thing I'm talking about -it was all over my Twitter when I still had an account-you know what I mean. Height can sometimes be related, but not always. Coming from the girly community of a country with shorter men, I can tell you it's not a strict rule.

Anyway, I won't go on because I feel like I'm over-sharing at this point. Have a lovely day or night! Kisses!

Oh, and I'll be answering this one soon. Thank you for all your kind words-I hope you have a lovely weekend!

[k-chips]

Yes. YES. I'm legitimately tearing up because you were able to perfectly describe what made me so upset and sad about the finale!

(Op, I know this post is from 2022 but bear with me, I'm late.)

The fact that I literally had the same expectations and feelings and reactions to everything as you had!

Joking about Lis and Tilda being exes, Tilda caring for Beta and wanting to help her, Sylens and Tilda mirroring each other and all the possible interactions with the GAIA gang after the game. I loved the idea of her staying with the tribes after the game, it's such a cool concept to have an "Old One" living with the new people of this new Earth. Using Apollo in the right way, teaching about ART, exploring new possibilities and, as you said op, forming new connections. (I'm still a firmer believer in the "Alva and Tilda would be besties" creed. Amen to me) They were all perfect ways to deal with her character, to make her "pay" for leaving Earth and Lis behind 1000 years ago and still not treating her as a mere "twist" antagonist (even if I was kinda expecting that since every character would talk about how untrustworthy she looked).

When you first meet her the game start by telling you how tragic her past was and so you can perfectly understand WHY she would rather fly off in space TWICE than having to live through yet another catastrophic event (first Rotterdam, then the Faro Plague and now even Nemesis) so WHY they then treat the whole thing as if she was just another selfish billionaire like Gerard and Erik?

I can accept her being obsessed with Aloy, I can see why someone with her past would develop some sort of obsessive and possessive behavior after 1000 years of guilt, solitude and apathy, especially towards what is left of the only person she felt good with but don't stop there! Go further! Explore that side of her and make her change for the better! It's such a waste to let her like that, not even a finale confrontation with Aloy before dying, like Regalla had. Show me the parallel between Tilda and Sylens, show me their funny bickering but also how they both change themselves and the other because of these fights. Show me Aloy's approach with both, show me her dealing with two different yet similar brilliant minds like theirs.

To go even deeper, it would be bad and a waste even for ELISABET's character! They had a very deep and special bond, whatever you think it as toxic from the start or not, they had the chance to make Lis' dream live on not only with Aloy, Beta and GAIA but even with her former partner. Lis' character could have helped make Tilda heal and be better even 1000 in the future, showing how strong Elisabet's legacy is.

Ok, I don't want to be delusional but there is still a little hope she's still alive in the Zenith base... you don't see her body, Aloy doesn't look for her for a finale shot or words like she always does with other enemies, they don't let you go back at the base after the finale and she still has the Far Zenith technology that could very much heal her. I mean, that little explosion can't be considered fatal but still...

I still want to believe we'll see more of her character, I don't want this to be the game that disappoint me after loving it so much like I loved the first one...

okay so gonna attempt to explain why the ending of horizon forbidden west upset me so much. i do want to say that up until the last five minutes, i loved basically everything about it. obvious spoilers beneath the cut. tldr at the end.

from the moment we heard the recording between elizabet and tilda I started joking about them being exes. even though I didn't think it would happen, I was hoping that tilda would end up switching sides because of her connection to elizabet. when that actually happened, and we were able to talk to her, from what she said about the zeniths, beta and herself, I felt like her story arc fit really well into a lot of what the game was saying about how it's not money or power or technology that matters the most, but human connection. when she talked about how the zeniths should have achieved more, and that they stagnated in vi, and that she wanted to show beta the beauty of art so her upbringing wasn't purely technical, and how alone she's been/is now, I thought that she'd end up seeing the beauty of this world and forging connections with aloy and the others. sure she talked about wanting to educate people with apollo, but imo that came from wanting to see elizabets dream fulfilled, and not having had enough time yet to see that the world as it is now is still beautiful, even though it's different. I thought that through talking to aloy and beta and gaia, tilda would come to see that this world was still something elizabet would be proud of, and that it's worth protecting.

even though I joked about elizabet and tilda being exes, and even though those vibes were really strong when we saw her art collection, I never actually expected them to go there. so when tilda confirmed that they were together, I completely lost my mind. the fact that they were canon, that it's canon that the woman who saved the world was gay, was just!! so much for me. I felt like it added a new layer to her character arc too, because it suddenly became that she was motivated by love to help aloy and save the world. it seemed like that had been her motivation for talking to beta too, that she'd tried to be almost parental to her.

so I thought tilda was a character that represented someone who had what some others in the game thought was important (power, immortality, knowledge), but who actually wanted human connection, to see the beauty of the world, who was motivated by love to do the right thing and help save the world, and who would come to love it herself.

except then ? the game does a full 180 and makes her the final boss fight, and she dies. and honestly, it did feel like a 180 on her character simply because of where I thought her character was going. she repeatedly said that she regretted leaving earth, and that she should've done more to save it. sure, nemesis is a threat that seems unbeatable, but since it's basically the faro plague 2.0, shouldn't that be a chance for tilda to do what she wanted to do , and stay to help despite the odds? but okay, say they needed her to be the final boss, her not wanting to take beta, and suddenly not seeing beta as a worth anything, and suddenly seeming obsessed with aloy , and us having no choice but to kill her was so?? awful to me?

given what nemesis is and where it came from, I was expecting that after the boss fight we'd be able to spare tilda, and that we'd keep her locked up and that she'd help us throughout the next game. that gradually through talking to gaia and aloy, she'd see that this earth is worth fighting for, even if the odds are terrible. if she had to be the final boss fight, I would've been okay with it if it had been tilda wanting to take aloy and beta, both elizabets 'children', without it being a weird obsession, but that after the fight she lives and we spare her so that she can help us with nemesis, and ends up being 'rehabilitated' or properly redeemed etc.

except there's no chance to spare her, and the game kills her. the game makes me kill her. and honestly, I'd partly expected her to die, but I'd thought that she'd die protecting aloy or beta. I'd actually expected her to sacrifice herself for beta to mirror rost's sacrifice for aloy, after aloy and beta had that discussion and tilda wanting to get beta back was a thing. and I would've been okay with that. it would've been okay for me, because it would've been tilda dying to protect her ex's 'child' who she loves, because that connection is more important.

except it's none of that. instead we get tilda wanting to kidnap aloy and gaia and run away, despite everything shes said, and the way she talks during the boss fight shows a weird obsession. to me, she went from being a lesbian motivated by love and grief to do the right thing, to an evil crazy low-key predatory lesbian, which I hate.

and it's only exacerbated by the ending with sylens. I thought that sylens and tilda were opposing mirrors of each other. tilda comes from knowledge and power, but craves human connection and the beauty and warmth of art. I thought her character would 'come down' to join aloy, and become grounded on earth by forming those relationships and wanting to protect the world after seeing it's beauty and value as elizabets dream. sylens meanwhile comes from this world, but craves knowledge and power and hates the 'primitive tribes' and sees himself as above all of them. I thought that as tilda 'came down' he'd 'go up' by taking the shuttle and going on that quest for knowledge he wants so badly. except instead, he has a change of heart and decides to stay which just seemed so unearned and unexpected to me? right up until that last conversation with aloy, he's still as scornful of her and the earth as he's always been. maybe I could see him going off to space, having second thoughts after spending time alone, and coming back, but in the moment it just feels wrong, especially when I felt like he and tilda were meant to be mirroring each other.

and maybe tilda being the final boss was obvious to others, and I was just blinded by being so ecstatic that she was canonically in a relationship with elizabet. but honestly, her being gay is, in the end, why I was so upset. if she hadnt canonically been with elizabet, and it'd been a headcanon, I'd still be bothered by the end of her story, but it wouldn't have upset me as much. because confirming her as being gay before the boss fight made it a tragic love story that ends up saving the world. confirming her being gay and then making her the final boss that dies makes it seem like her love was toxic. I've already seen people say that maybe she's lying about being with elizabet, and that the love was an unrequited obsession.

it's just. I went from being so happy and excited that she and elizabet were together, to being devastated by the last five minutes. I went from feeling like a game had never fed me so well, to feeling complete whiplash. I went from oh a canon gay ! to having to kill her. I was thinking about the potentials of after the game, like scenes with tilda and the companions, like her painting and adding colour to the base for kotallo, getting back to nature with zo, answering alva's questions, spending time exploring the world with beta and aloy, bonding with gaia over sharing stories about elizabet, starting a relationship because she's an immortal and gaia's an ai and they'll never have to be alone. and now, I haven't touched the game since, and it sucks because I loved it so much.

tldr: went from being ecstatic that tilda was with elizabet canonically and seemed to tie in with the characters as someone who craved human connection over knowledge and technology, to being extremely upset when she turned out to fit the evil predatory lesbian trope, and then we had to kill her.

[attroxx]

TLDR: my activity over the next week or so will probably be spotty. taking a small semi - hiatus but i'll still be lurking / writing from time to time but. just don't expect too much. i'm going to rant a little under the cut so forgive me, you don't need to really read it i'm just on the verge of crashing out and i need to vent, thank you.

my mental health at the end of 2024 wasn't great ( honestly all of 2024 was very hard for me ) and now with the state the US is in and having pretty much no way to leave or anything is freaking me out. the last few days all i've wanted to do is play LADs or honkai and watch youtube as a distraction. my spoons are low and i'm on the verge of tears what feels like every other hour so. with that being said i need to be honest with myself and say 'hey. you need a break'. so, for the next week or so i'm going to be sporadic with activity. i may only post one reply a day or none at all & i'm sorry but i told myself i'd be more real with myself and give breaks to myself cause well, this is a hobby & not a job. i've been pretty consistent with activity for a while and going into 2025 i told myself i'd take breaks and only write when i feel good so this is me sticking too that.

it's just . . . crazy to be acting like nothing is wrong and everything is cool when it's not. i feel bad for trying to distract myself but also, as a queer / non - binary person all this news and shit is exhausting and taking a toll on me mentally. all i've wanted to do the past week is cry and rot in bed. and i will be damned if i let that orange man steal away my happiness. i want to stay informed but also protect myself mentally when the past year has been so hard on me. i have depression, anxiety & ocd already. constantly exposing myself to scary news is just draining me entirely. it doesn't help that i live with my grandparents who are trumpies. but i don't have the means to move out so, i'm kinda stuck here.

idk. i just wanted to write this down somewhere so i could get it off my chest. if you read all of this post, thank you. you didn't need to.

if you need someone to talk to or need a distraction than, talk to me and i'm more than willing to vent or yell or talk about RP or whatever. discord is the best way to do that ( softsalem666 ) love you guys and thanks for reading, again.

[darlingdaisyfarm]

You know I've been meaning to ask.. is everything okay? I mean your pfp is blank. I understand you're uploading, but I also want to make sure you're okay

idk if i have some mental connection with you, anon, because how else i can explain that you sent this ask right when i felt so bad??? but yeah i should really put a pfp, i just can’t choose the right pic and at same time im lazy….

honestly i promised myself i wouldn’t vent online and irl because i don’t wanna be annoying or be the kind of person people get tired of. but i guess i just feel emotional rn sorry again

well 2025 kinda kicked me in the face already LMAO, it already reminded me that some people will always pick someone else and some things are just not meant to be yours. i just got reminded once again that i’m super replaceable to person i really loved and cared about. so now im realising that i was just there to pass the time until they found smth better, someone better. and they did, they did and that’s just unfair for me, i literally loved this person for 10 years and that's how i ended up

not exactly the fresh start i was hoping for lol

been feeling like a ghost in my own life lately so i guess i made this blog to just be somewhere, to talk to people, to share things i love, to feel like i exist in some small way. to find friends? idk. sometimes i wonder if i’m just taking up space here, but deleting this blog feels dramatic so whatever. although i thought bout this a lot and still think about it, but i guess im just being... yeah, dramatic, i mean i am, ive been told. so, i don't know, deleting feels rude ? and i don’t wanna be rude, i hate being rude :( i still hesitate every time i post though. and i don’t want to be that person who craves reassurance but damn, it gets lonely and im embarrassed to even say that rn

+ last year drained me so much that i couldn’t even start anything for a whole month. its about my work, i just felt stuck, exhausted before i even tried. things are getting better now with my work, though. it’s actually tied to people and honestly, i love that?? i mean, i love people very much. in general. so whenever i meet someone kind or understanding in my work, it lifts my mood

but when it comes to writing or fics, i feel like i’m always fighting myself. actually i enjoy writing, ive been writing since… 14? 13? so i try, i push through, but nothing ever feels right lately. i don’t know if it’s just a phase or if this is how it’s always going to be. why i always feel like i could’ve done better or that maybe i shouldn’t have posted at all

anyways….. i don’t usually post stuff like this. i really don’t want to be like this, i hate sounding so negative, i really do. i promised myself i wouldn’t. i usually just keep things to myself, but you seemed like you genuinely cared, sweetheart and i figured i might as well be honest, i appreciate your worry! thank u sm angel! ♡

[ray-from-outer-space]

because i just saw some people complain about blasphemy in exploding kittens

I wanna recommend Exploding kittens on Netflix. it's based on a card game with the same name. The series is exactly as unhinged as the cards in the game and I think it's pretty entertaining if you like these kinds of series.

So it's a cartoon where god is forced to reside on earth as a cat helping a family. And hell sends the CEO of hell to earth (also as a cat) to learn how to be evil. And we see them and the family interacting. Bit hard to explain but the trailer captures pretty well whats happening.

The series is probably trying to offend as many people as possible. So it's probably not for anyone, which is okay. But I love that it's offending some hardcore Christians.

[mossy-aro]

ultimately i think my insistence on aro positivity honestly is as much a political stance as a personal one.

when i say aro positivity is crucial and that i dislike doomer-ist posts that express sentiments like 'I hate being aro so much I wish I was dead instead’ it's not because I don’t think there can and should be a space for negativity and acknowledging self-hate, or the many ways being aromantic can really suck sometimes. i find that to be very important!

that being said. there is smth here about how self-hate posts are sometimes just arophobia that we inflict on ourselves. and when we put that out into the ether it (intentionally or not) can become arophobia that we inflict on other members of the community. i think there absolutely needs to be a place for negativity and the expression of anger and frustration and self loathing even - these are all good things to talk about because these are things that we experience. that being said, it can also be genuinely upsetting and triggering to people to have what is essentially arophobia shown to them and then have that be validated by other aspec people. your personal thoughts can affect your wider community on a level you may not anticipate. and i understand it i truly do! it took me so long to be able to recover from accepting being aroace - it threw my entire world off kilter and made me question everything about my place in the world.

but my insistence on aro joy and positivity is because ultimately i do believe that building is at the core essence of it all. that ultimately discussions and the purpose of community should be about construction, not destruction. and this is both a personal and a political stance. talking about how much you hate yourself and cultivating online discussions/spaces where negativity about aspec identity is the main and only theme is destructive - if that’s where we let the conversation end. these thoughts can and should be used as a vehicle to look for a path forward!

joy and positivity create a space where the focus can become on forging a path forward, on construction, on community building instead of tearing ourselves and others down with negative thoughts. it’s not productive or healthy when it stops at a place of negativity - it becomes actively destructive to the essence of community.

and i do think that this is especially poignant considering the fact that being any kind of queer, but especially aromantic (and/or asexual) means forging a path for yourself and making your own happiness where there is no obvious way forward. our communities exist mostly online (right now, anyway), there is little recognition of our existence in the real world, the effects of amatonormativity are both pervasive and actively dehumanising, and there are legal, economic and social structures in place actively making our lives more difficult. yes that all sucks! it’s good to acknowledge that. we need to in order to change it. but more importantly, that’s not the end. we are still here and our happiness, our future is for us to determine. even if we can’t change the laws or society, loving yourself and understanding aromanticism as a political identity (as well as personal), as a radical worldview, and as a protest against amatonormativity is essential for both community and personal well being. the personal is political.

tldr. i guess my point is that as a community, we should focus on building, improving, and nurturing ourselves and each other (construction) as opposed to destruction. we should recognise aromanticism and asexuality as political identities as well as personal ones and rely on community and self-love in the absence of anything else as a form of protest and political power. destruction (the recognition of everything that is wrong) is essential as a starting point - but where do we go from there? we rebuild.

[murdockhawkeye]

so a while back i made a sorta-timeline of h2o's first season, and i even went as far as to study up on the australian school year, and then from that - i made a guess of when the school year started in s2 based off the full moon in the first ep (february 5th)

which then led me to guess the first days of school in the eras of season 1 and season 2 (february 6th and february 4th respectively) just because

and then when i looked at it again, i realized that meant rikki seriously started beef with not just zane, but also miriam and lewis in like the first week of school

rikki stole zane's spark plug because he was a pig. she and miriam were hostile to each other in ep two. and then in that same ep, lewis says he and rikki had their "issues" in the past, which ? i want to know more

like. what did rikki and lewis even do to get on each other's bad side? does that have to do with why cleo was so awkward, when rikki asked how she knew her name?

so anyways, the girls' anniversary is on valentine's day 💕 love that for them

[notdeadyetnatural]

Was working on redecorating/rearranging my room and I finally got to my destiel wall + designated shelf space

Art was previously scattered around my room and my spn stuff was all over different shelves, but now it's all together! (with the exception of one bigger print by archervale that's slightly below the shelf in this pic)

[batsplat]

It's a thing I already knew but all your beautiful analysis really made obvious (to me) how much of a grudge holder vale is. That man is never letting it go he's gonna hold his grudges into his grave

you know, I do think this is an interesting issue, because I'm not sure this is true of all his grudges. just sticking here with the grudges he accumulated in his capacity as a competitor, rather than just his general approach to life or whatever... how you judge this will kinda depend on how you feel about the 'reconciliation' he's experienced with some of his rivals - and whether you read the whole thing as sincere or not. now, personally I reckon he still dislikes biaggi, but also you are allowed to just dislike people so I'll give him a pass for that. some of the others, I'm a little more convinced by the whole reconciliation schtick

let's get valentino's take:

interesting that he mentions those three together, isn't it? and like, he's still not messaging biaggi or inviting him to his home - "even with max" kind of tells you all you need to know - but the other two? they said some proper nasty things to each other over the years!! I mean, the casey rivalry, there's some remarks from both sides where quite frankly I think I would struggle just a touch to get over it

I don't know, obviously this could all be pr stuff, but I kind of feel like... y'know, why bother? it's 2022, you're retired, who gives a fuck? sure it's a good look to be all magnanimous, sure it can be a bit of a way of twisting in the knife to the guys left in the cold, but also, who would care if you don't play nice? I think especially with jorge, you surely don't need to do all that, inviting him to your home and dancing with him... (which, again, some of the spats those two had...) and with the casey rivalry, if there's one guy who's still hung up about what happened between the pair of them, it's obviously casey (speaking of blokes who can hold a grudge). maybe this is giving valentino too much credit, but personally I buy it's more or less sincere. there's nothing to really indicate he's still particularly bothered by any of their past disagreements - he's basically going for the 'all's fair in love and motorcycle racing' approach. he knows he was an asshole, he accepts they were assholes too, whatever, that's how these things work. he's generally a fan of drama in rivalries, unsurprisingly, and he was happy enough to contribute his fair share - but he does see it as fundamentally being part of the game

to point out the obvious, check out who he's left out: sete and marc. that's where he can't let go of the grudges... because it's not about the offence itself as much as it is about the betrayal. this is the thing with valentino, right, it's about what kind of bond you had with him. if you weren't his friend in the first place and then piss him off as a rival then, y'know, whatever. obviously he's going to be vicious in trying to get back at you, but also he's really not going to waste his time feeling too aggrieved by it. I mean, think about how all the bullshit between him and casey dropped off sharply post-2012... from valentino's end anyway. think about how jorge and valentino pretty quickly got on again whenever they weren't fighting for supremacy within yamaha. they weren't friends in the first place, then they were enemies for competitive reasons for a while there, then it's over and valentino is basically happy enough to call it bygones

but... if it's a certain kind of bond you had with him and then you wrong him... that little mental list of all his past grievances, all your past transgressions, that's where it comes in. that's where he ices you out. denies you any emotional warmth. ensures that any interaction going forward is conducted entirely on his terms. where even any public 'reconciliation' won't truly be sincere.... or, certainly he's not going to forget what happened. if something else happens... it's like you've always got the potential of triggering this lingering resentment, in a way, where all that past stuff is still primed and ready to be called upon. he certainly doesn't just let it go

or, as he puts it in his autobiography:

Biaggi and I never talk to each other. I mean, we've never had a real conversation, anything that's lasted more than the requisite time to insult each other or put each other down, in the nastiest way possible. In any case, I don't hate him. It's true, we've never been friends, but hatred is something different, and that's too serious a word to describe our relationship. Far too serious. No, we have a reciprocal antipathy. No doubt this is a result of what we do for a living and the fact that we both want to win every single time. And perhaps it's also a function of the fact that we have very different personalities and very different ways of seeing things. Still, I don't think this means we hate each other, as some journalists have written. I think I could feel hatred for someone, but only for someone far worse than anything Biaggi has done. For example, if I were betrayed by a friend, then, yes, I could hate him. But Biaggi will never betray my friendship for the simple reason that we are not, and never have been, friends. Our relationship is very clear: we compete on the track - outside the track, each goes his own way. You could say we detest each other cordially.

... I mean. he said it, not me. and given this book was first published in '05... biaggi can't betray his friendship because they were never friends... I'm not saying he's thinking about sete, but it has to at least be a possibility, right? he's talking about one rivalry here and refusing to even mention the other... and the one he's refusing to mention is the one where he was friends with the other bloke. I don't know, maybe that's reading too much into it! and anyway, even if this passage wasn't really about sete, it's obviously still revealing. "detest each other cordially" is essentially what he was doing with casey and jorge (or from his point of view in any case, not entirely sure they'd agree with that). the grudge comes when he feels let down by you... and then, yes, he'll never let it go

of course, he's willing to set aside his grievances for a while if there's sufficient motivation for him to do so. in 2009, when he had so definitively won that rivalry with sete, why bother kicking up a fuss? in 2016, quite frankly it was just too much, and it was getting to the point where it was obviously hurting him too. on the one hand there was the media furore that had been going on non-stop since sepang, on the other hand it was also hurting his own approach to racing. there's reports from the time how visibly aggrieved he still was in the first few races of the season, and it took until they got back to europe for him to... y'know, have fun again. it's not sustainable to be walking around with a constant dark cloud over your head and broadcasting burning resentment towards your two main rivals. certainly not for someone like valentino - he needs to be having fun! the slight rapprochement needed to happen, in a way, because otherwise those years would have been even worse for everyone involved. but that doesn't actually translate to forgetting any of those grudges. this is about convenience more than anything else

goes to show, really... most of the time he doesn't take these things personally. I talked about it a bit in this post, how maybe it's also something that changed over time for him: the question of whether he was willing to develop these kinds of bonds in the first place with competitors... because he does possess a certain level of self-awareness in terms of what these kinds of rivalries are like and what they do to interpersonal relationships. ideally, you don't want to be hurt by a friend like that, right? better not to have that kind of emotional attachment with your competitors in the first place. how unfortunate it'd be if all those years after sete the circumstances aligned for him to see a competitor as something like a friend again... because, after all, those are the only people who could betray him. those are the only people where he thinks he could truly hate them

[front-facing-pokemon]

[telesodalite]

I need to be weirder about the scavengers and cannibalism...