#holy fuck i haven't sobbed so hard in such a long time

[berryyuni]

just watched the notebook for the first time and😃

[iceeericeee]

I wonder how many tags i can add on to this

[wisteryuu]

vent in tags don't mind me

[miyaheestar]

live reaction to the pack wedding audio

KISS SJSGJS DAVID KISS HAIII HAI DAVID 🥺🥺🥺

"i just want a little time with you today, before everything goes crazy" MSHSMHDMSHSM IM GONNA GO INSANE

IM GOING INSANE IM IM GOING IM INSANE IM ACTUALLY DGINGSJSYSISGSKGAJA

"how are you feeling?" NOT GOOD MY BODY TEMPERATURE IS HIGH IM GOING INSANE FYM YOU TOO

"WE MADE IT" WHAT IF I DONT MADE IT WHAF IF I CRY WHAT IF YOU DIE DO NAWT SAY YOU LOVE ME I WILL CRY DAVID SHAW I WILL ACTUALLY CRY SO HARD

"WE'RE GETTING MARRIED TODAY"HE SOUNDS SO FUCKING HAPPY AND SOFT IM ACTUALLY CRYING IM NOT NAWT OKAY IM NOT PLS DONT DO THIS TO ME PLS

"beautiful" i haven't showered and i didn't sleep and it's 7 am in the morning are you blind

"you are. especially first thing in the morning. still all sleepy and cuddly and relaxed. im the luckiest man in the world to get to see it everyday.. for the rest of my life" do you want me to die?

MGSMSGSMSHSM I WANNA CRY SEND HELP SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOS SOSBSOSBSOSBSOSJSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOWIS

pls i will actually cry

"you fucking menace" IM YOUR MENACE HAH

KISS

ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHER ASHWR ASHWR ASHERA AHEEDHA ASHER AHSER ASHW AAGE

oh he eepy baby 🥺

good morning asher 🥺

"oh my god it's actually today holy shit it's actually happening" HE'S LIKE ME FOR REAL FOR REAL

"when did you wake up" you think i sleep?

WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH SEXY?? AYO I KNOW I AM SEXY

"IM GONNA BE YOUR HUSBAND" WHAT IF I CRY WHAT IF I CRY WHA IF I ACTUALLY LOSE IT THEN WHST IF I DIE WHAT IF YOU DIE OH GOD DON'T DIE ASHER PLEASE

IM TEARING UP DONT DO THIS TO ME

ASHER I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WHY YOU'RE NOT REAL

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BABE" I SAID IT FIRST SO THAT MEANS I LOVE YOU MORE

DAMN RIGHT ASHER DAMN RIGHTTTTT

"about the person who matters to me more than anything else in the whole damn world" STOP STOP THIS OFFICER OFFICER A WEREWOLF TRYNNA SEDUCE ME HE TRYNNA SEDUCE ME SIR I WILL DIE SIR IM BEING SEDUCED

okay scene change

SAM AND ASHER AUGSUAGUAGUAGUAGAUFAUAGAHHUFAHHHH

"mate pairs shouldn't see each other in the morning" DAMN RIGHT SO TRUE HEWL YEAHHH

MILOOOOOO MY BIG.. um SMALL BIG BOY

"grouchy grandpa" HELPPPP "now don't you start." HELLAGSISGSKSG HAHAHAHAHA

"oh my mistake" YOU'RE SO SASSY

... ITS JUST SILENCE HELPP IM CRYING

ERIK PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA YOU'RE SO 😭😭😭

ERIK BODOH LAH KAU NI 😭😭😭😭

HELP PLEASE ENOUGH SILENCE PLS THIS IS WAY TOO FUNNY I'LL THROW UP

IM CRYING

STOP THIS

IT'S TOO LONG STOP THE SILENCE ERIK I WILL EAT YOUR HAIR AND YOU'LL BE BALD

ERIK

LMAO MILO NOT THE WARNING

CHRISSY

"are you trying to look like you got married in wind tunnel" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HELPPP MILO PLEASE

"im fine.. i-im not" ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO

aww grandpa sam 🥺🥺🥺

AWWW DAVID HELPING ASHER

"david, can i ask you something?"

STOP STIP SRSOSO STIP SFOP STOP BITCH STOP I WIWLL CRY

"well i did" DO YOU WABT ME TO KILL EVERYONE THEN MYSELF

im not okag im not ojay im not okay I AM NOT OKAY

i cant do this I'll actually pass out

i cant

im hypervinelantagwtbf

"my dad-" SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP DAVID SHAW SHUT UP

"i picked you because you're the one person i trust more than anyone else. you made me feel safe." I WILL ACTUALLY LOSE IT

I WILL LOSE IT

I WILL NO

I WIGSKSGWK

I AM GONNA CRY

"i was a decent alpha but i wasn't a very good friend" so you want me to kill myself

i am genuinely gonna cry

THEY'RE HUGGING IM GONNA CRYYYYYYY IN GONANNAHSGSISFWKSFISV IM NOT OKAY

"ash euw" I LOVE THAT

MILO DO NAWT HURT MA MAN I WILL EAT YOUR REMAINING HEIGHT

MILO SPEECH

"how much does it pay" BOSGSISGSJGAHAGAGAGAGAHAHAGAHA STAPH

what if i jump

i will jump

i won't

i will

i wont

I WILL SOB I WILL WIBSUSVWKSGSJ STOPAHSGSOGSOSGS

IM GETTING MARRIED YALL

IM IM IM IM

IM GONNA GET MARRIED

it sounds like asher and david getting married LMAO

"um" classic opening

asher if you cry YOU BETTER BE CRYING okay he's gonna cry

what if asher dies after his vows

I WILL BE A WIDOW OH GOD

"i love you" IM GONNA KILL MYSELF AND EAT ERIK'S HAIR

so it's just silence and giggles for babe's speech

got it

it's okay i love asher's giggles

"angel" I WILL JUMP BRO

I WILL

I WILL

I WONT IM SCARED OF HEIGHTS

david please cry

PLEASE CRY

GO FULL ON SOBBING

why guy is not angel's brother

HE'S CRYING YALL CHEERS

CHEERS

and he's laughing too

BUT HE'S CRYING YEAYYYYY

LMAO MILO HAHAHAHAGAHA PLEASEEEE

IT SOUNDS LIKE ASHER AND DAVID KISSING WOAH

... I NEED MORE

ERIK ERIK ERIKSON

[goquokka00]

Hard Jisung Thought...

So...I think at this point it has been established that Jisung is a switch.

Some days, he'd be wanting to be the dominant one, the one in control. He'd want to be the one pounding you, making you feel so good on his hard cock to the point where you can't think straight. Or maybe just rolling his hips into you and making sweet love, wanting to let you feel what you do to him.

But other times, this man wants nothing more than to sit back and let you take the reigns. He loves it when you take your time with him, being soft and making him feel good after a long day or work. He also loves it when you're rough. Overstimulating him, degrading him, slapping his ass, or his throbbing and leaky cock, pegging him or even just playing with his tight little hole.

But honestly, I feel like Jisung would be one to squirt. Hear me out.

You're making him feel good. You've got a dildo in his tight lubed up hole, fucking him hard and rubbing right up against his prostate. Just how he likes it. Your other hand is stroking his cock, sometimes stopping to just tease and torture his leaky mushroom head, which is practically making Jisung sob.

But he loves it.

He's feeling so good. Whiny sobs are leaving him, his hips can't stop bucking into your hand and against that dildo that's stretching him so well. Hell, this man can't even form coherent sentences or hold himself up. He wants more, but he's so overwhelmed, but he needs more. And he gets closer to his orgasm. Closer...closer...closer...

One more nice thrust of the dildo makes him cum. His white hot seed shoots into your hand as he lets out a pathetic yet delicious cry. And you slow down a bit, letting him regain his composure a bit...and then you keep going.

"Wait...n-no, nonono, 's too much, it--I can't..baby!"

It's not too much. Jisung actually finds himself enjoying it. A lot. It's good, too good. The sensation of the dildo, your smaller hand on his dick, rubbing and squeezing his extremely sensitive tip mercilessly, it's too much for him.

And boom. Liquid shoots out of him. Jisung feels like he's pissing, but the stream isn't nearly as forceful. The better he feels, the stronger the current, and eventually, he stops, just as you do. This man is out of breath, whimpering and whining, so high up he can't come down.

"Holy shit baby...so good for me, you did such a good job, baby..."

You coo sweet nothings, praises, everything for him. And when you eventually ground him, he just looks at you with those wide boba eyes, still out of breath as he laid in the mess he created, not that he cared. Jisung liked it messy.

"There you are...I didn't know you could do that."

You didn't. In all your time of being together, Jisung had never squirted. Ever. You didn't even know it was possible.

"Yeah...I didn't either..."

Either way, after cleaning him up, as well as his mess on the bed, you cuddled with him, making sure he felt extra loved. But you did find a new way to make a mess. One that Jisung loved.

Hey! Firstly, thank you so much for reading this post, and I really hope you enjoyed! If you did, please like, reblog, or comment so I can see how I'm doing with writing and getting feedback! I hope you have a lovely day! Sleep well, stay in good health, and eat something if you haven't! ❤️❤️❤️

[dufferpuffer]

Got any Lupin sex HCs? He seems like he wouldn’t have a straightforward relationship with sex so I struggle picturing that part of him for that reason.

This is long. But I like long. Thankyou for giving me an excuse to be long B^) Had a hard time recently and the distraction is appreciated <3 'Remus Lupin' is allergic to being straightforward. If he even tries to walk in one direction for more than a few steps he starts double-guessing himself and wants to run away. Just lay down and fuck someone...? Impossible. EVERYTHING has to be a headache. That's trauma, baby~

We see how he reacts to romantic affection and get hints at how he reacts to sexual affection. Like everything else in his life: Emotionally masked, self-harming, dishonest, under-developed emotional maturity and deeply irresponsible.

He gaslights and lies about his thoughts, plans and feelings - masking them with polite smiles and cheerful words, closing himself off to all the people who wish to help - and then one morning you wake up in an empty house… ...Until he crawls home weeks later, a dirty sobbing mess. He would pull Tonks closer only to push her away so hard he was taking near suicidal missions to avoid loving her. Then, when he finally feels able to just be with her: they marry and get pregnant within months. During a war. Irresponsible. All-or-nothing. I know those are relationship HCs/Canon observations - but it's necessary in order to understand how complex he is in bed. He is kind, gentle, loving - even passionate and enthusiastic… but he only knows extremes - all-out till it hurts, all-in till it harms - and he needs help with finding an in-between. He needs help with moderation. No two times are the same. His mental health isn't stable and neither is his physical health. He is disabled physically and mentally - and intimacy is one of the things that highlights that the most. He NEEDS a patient, flexible and mentally strong partner to help him carry his heavy heart and stormy brain. (Tonks is almost custom-made for this) ((and Sirius is basically the exact opposite of what he needs IMO… and Remus is definitely not what Sirius needs, that poor man.))

First of all, his body: Tall or short, either way I think by the time he is in his 30s he is misshapen and stretched out. His bones completely rearrange once a month, and due to his poor nutrition don't always set back correctly. His fingers and toes are usually in some state of broken, his spine is stretched a little, his ribs haven't settled straight for years... He starves himself both due to poverty and because it keeps his werewolf form weak, and his human form un-wolflike. (In comparison: Fenrir takes such great pride in keeping his werewolf form strong, and it seeps strongly into his human form. Every Full Moon a little more...) But while his werewolf form can't manage a proper coat of fur, I do think his human form is 'too hairy'. Perhaps not enough for an untrained eye to tell he is a werewolf - but enough to make anyone say 'holy shit Remus I didn't expect you to have so much body hair' The hair, the scars he has gotten from hurting himself and his days as a spy, the fact his bones always look a little wonky... He hates his own body. He hides it. The first hurdle to intimacy is the slow discovery of all these little things - him facing the dread of being rejected for ANY of them. He could be laying back, one step away from accepting affection - and suddenly think 'What if they hate my hair? What if they see my scars? What if my ribs look disgusting this month?'... and so he jumps up to leave the room without a word.

He has an aversion to his own spit, so kissing and performing oral are hard for him. He considers a peck on the lips intimate. It makes him flush bright red, anyway. Logically he knows his spit isn't a danger unless he is a werewolf... but his heart still gets anxious about it. When he manages to let go of that fear: He is passionate, clumsy, embarrassingly inexperienced and just about devours his partner - because it gets him so hot, feeling so close to someone, feeling his mustache brush up against them... but he isn't very good.

He DOES, however, kiss all over his partners body. He can't help it. He loves having his lips, his nose, his teeth close to skin. He might not be a confident kisser, he might not be good at oral sex - but he worships with his lips. Softly most of the month, but nearing a certain time... his teeth get a little involved. It feels good to massage flesh between his jaws... though he will feel disgusted with himself later.

He is most consistently a 'pillow princess'. He likes reciprocating - but he can't always mentally handle it (and depending on the phase of the moon physically can't handle it either.) Sometimes it is easy to lay back and receive love. Most of the time it isn't 'easy' - but it is nice to accept someone else taking control and doing nice things, to be soothed by their encouragement and love. Nicer than being alone.

If he is going to have a more active role in sex its near the New Moon, when he feels his most stable. You might actually get a normal fucking night with him for once, without tears or panics... On a Waning Gibbous he is usually too tired and injured/sore to do much. The transformation takes it out of him physically, mentally and emotionally. So he needs pampering. On a Waxing Gibbous he is unstable. Migraines, nausea, hot flushes, mood swings, irritable... sometimes horny enough to just do what he wants for once. This big bad Alpha Wolf Bad Boy, full of Full Moon hormones, is gonna not ask permission to touch his partners boobies B^)

He has a complex relationship with receiving oral. On one hand - holy shit someone has gotten him out of his trousers and into their MOUTH and it is AMAZING and they look GORGEOUS down there... On the other hand? He has to see himself. His hairy, misshapen and scarred body... and if he closes his eyes, he thinks too much. And where does he put his hands!? His horrible, broken claws... He just grips the sheets/chair/desk/his own clothes and tries desperately to focus on the good. Using his hips helps. But sometimes sex is easier. He can look at his partner, think about their pleasure, focus on his movements...

He doesn't have a high libido. Sex isn't often on his mind. Thanks depression, anxiety and trauma. But when it does cross his thoughts - its consuming. It burns through him. He is inexperienced with even the concept of intimacy being a possibility, so he acts much like a teenager would: This 35yr old man stumbles over his own feet leaving the room. He is CERTAINLY too shy to act on it, so he goes off to sulk, distract himself... and masturbate to ease the burn, as usual. Even if he has a partner he wouldn't think to approach them when he feels horny.

Probably the hottest thing for him would be someone coming to help him jerk off. It's what he fantasizes about - it is the least scary form of intimacy he can imagine, no spit or consequences or commitment or expectations... just the person he was thinking about coming in and taking over for him.

He adores cheesy romantic gestures. Even the silly ones - he is a bit of a silly man, after all. Flowers and chocolate on valentines day. Rose petals leading to the bedroom. Candles and incense in a hot bath when his bones hurt and his head aches. His favourite meal and a mild love potion on his birthday - perhaps not the healthiest way to stop worrying, but taking the edge off is nice sometimes. All the eye-roll worthy gestures nobody actually does... he has grown up knowing nothing like that would EVER happen to him.

I know this isn't the sexiest slop you've ever read - but I just don't think that's possible with Remus. This paints him as a soft man who needs pampering... and he isn't like that all the time. He has strengths. He isn't a pathetic man. But I do think intimacy is his weakest point. It hits at the very core of all the things he struggles with. His own body. Trusting others. Trusting himself. Being emotionally vulnerable. Acts of passion and instinct that could have consequences when he is sober again. This is how I see him, so if you struggle to see how he reacts to sexual situations... I hope this essay helps? Ha

[shaniacsboogara]

boog what is your fav sk show

I may have taken forever to answer this, but that's because I've been THINKING ABOUT IT CONSTANTLY!!!

In all honesty, I can't pick ONE favourite, but I'll give you a little list (in no particular order mind you)

The first sk musical I ever watched was The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals (probably a few months after it originally came out???) and it will ALWAYS be one of my favourite musicals of all time. It's funny, the premise is unique and inventive, the score is PHENOMENAL, and THE PERFORMANCES??? Corey as Bill made me SOB (and still does if I think about him and Alice's story too hard). Now that the productions rights are out and I'm headed to uni and they have a theatre club there... 👀 (It probably won't happen but a Boog can dream)

I also LOVE LOVE LOVE Twisted. Yeah it's silly, but also absolutely devastating. It would be an understatement to say I'm obsessed with Dylan Saunders' performance as Jafar. Twisted is my Roman Empire. I think about No One Remembers Achmed at least five times a day. AND JEFF BLIM AS FREAKY ALADDIN??? HIS JEKYLL AND HYDE MOMENT??? IS FOREVER ENGRAINED IN MY PSYCHE. And also just the Disney villains montage type thing they do is iconic and wonderful and 'If I Believed' is the only song ever actually.

I also just love The Hatchetverse as a whole. Black Friday was a real treat and I absolutely freaked out when I found out Dylan was in it, and was still absolutely astonished by his performing as Tom. That man is MAGICAL. A lot of people put "what tim wants" and "if I fail you" pretty low in their song rankings but like... They are EVERYTHING to me. Also KIM WHALEN??? A FELLOW GINGER SOPRANO WHO IS JUST SO GORGEOUS AND TALENTED AND I LOVE HER??? Also Jon as Wiggly is HORRIFYING and seeing him go from Paul in tgwdlm straight to Wiggly was JARRING. Linda Monroe is also ✨iconic✨. (I could ramble about this musical forever). It was definitely different in some ways than TGWDLM and was more serious tonally, but I really enjoyed it (and the music is AWESOME).

Trail to Oregon is also great!!! It's so silly and I LOVE seeing Joey Richter scurry back and forth putting on different hats to play almost the entire ensemble. Corey as Cleetus and the grandpa (Titty Mitty in the proshot) was phenomenal, and Lauren Lopez as Craphole is probably one of my favourite roles she's ever played. My absolute favourite moment of this entire musical is Joey Richter playing the baby buffalo whose family is about to get slaughtered. Baby buffalo Joey lives rent free in my mind. Also the best theatre blooper of all time comes from TTO (Joey forgetting his lines in independence my beloved)

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE. THE SOUNDTRACK. THE SOUNDTRACK. I haven't watched this one as many times as the others, and it hasn't been around for as long so I don't think I've fully grown to appreciate it yet (and that's saying A LOT because I LOVE NPMD). ANGELA AS GRACE CHASTITY??? HELLO??? SHE IS EVERYTHING??? AND MAX JAGERMAN??? All of the performances in this are absolutely incredible. ALSO FINALLY GETTING MARIAH AS A LEAD IN A STARKID SHOW??? AS SOMEONE WHO'S BEEN IN THE FANDOM SINCE TGWDLM??? WE WERE WAITING SO PATIENTLY FOR THIS AND HOLY SHIT DID IT PAY OFF. Peter Spankoffski is everything and Cool As I Think I Am is ALSO everything. And omg Richie Lipschitz. I need to see him again in a nightmare time episode or something because that boy deserved SO MUCH BETTER!!! I think the score for this one was also incredible, and it was a super fun musical!!! It didn't permanently fuck up my brain and ruin my life like I was afraid it would, which disappointed me at first honestly, but it's nice to have a hatchetfield story that doesn't result in the immediate end of the world (although grace is totally gonna fuck shit up let's be honest).

Also I LOVE Nightmare Time. So much. Especially characters like Miss Holloway??? She. Is. EVERYTHING. Killer Track and Time Bastard are probably some of my favourite episodes, and I just think the effort put into the writing and editing and everything about nightmare time is just awesome. Hoping we get more down the line ✨🙏✨

I've also watched some of AVPM but I don't think I finished it. HOWEVER, Granger Danger is a certified BANGER and is also everything to me.

Thank you for coming to my TED BOOGtalk

[wildbornsiren]

Shelly, if it's ok by you....might I share a Rhett Abbott blurb with you?? It's kind of long so I apologize if it's really lengthy. I've shared it with people before, but I thought you might really like it too.

So I watched Only The Brave a while back and all I could think about was Rhett x Reader's oldest son and his spitting image, being a bit of a troublemaker growing up to the point where Rhett gives him an ultimatum......you either go into the fire service, the military or you're out of the house. Son opts for fire service since it'll keep him somewhat close to home and chooses the wildland fire crew since he loved being out in the woods as a kid.

Rhett's son absolutely loves the field of work and bonds really easily with his crewmates. Rhett and wifey! reader are prouder than ever of their son because finally.....FINALLY, he has his shit together.

It's the height of fire season in Wyoming and the crew gets a call that a rager started a bit further north of Wabang and holy hell is it a RAGER! The crew goes in to take care of business but pretty soon it gets to the point where the crew captain orders shelters, the fire is raging out of control. All around it's absolutely terrifying.

They wait out the blow over.

The landscape is a scorched and blackened mess.

Families and friends of the crew are waiting in the gym of the Wabang High School with no knowledge of where anyone is.

The entire Abbott clan is waiting there, Rhett, Wifey, Cecelia, Royal, Perry, Amy and the other kids in the clan, waiting to hear of where the oldest Abbott son is. Everybody is an anxious mess, including Tatum's twin brother, Tanner, trying to keep each other calm and assuring each other that he's ok.

The gym doors open and the helicopter rescue walks in with a young man still in his gear, his red hard hat, yellow jacket, black field pack, face and neck coated and smeared in black ash.

Tatum Royal Abbott is the only one to fully walk through those gym doors that night......the rest are all in the hospital with severe injuries.

Tatum walks towards his family, almost stumbling and that's when they see him cry for the first time, his father catching him before he can have a chance to fall. Rhett has never seen any of his family this vulnerable, let alone his own son. He holds Tatum and lets him bury his face in his chest and sob until his eyes are burning. Rhett doesn't care that people are staring or giving them dirty looks in the case of the local gossips. He's only glad that Tatum, his and wifey!reader's son, their baby boy, is alive and in front of them.

"I'm sorry dad," he sobs. "I'm so sorry......I'm so sorry."

"I'm proud of you Tatum," Rhett murmurs. "I don't give a single flying fuck what anybody else here thinks......I'm proud of you."

Tatum cries even harder that night, because for the first time in a long time, he hears that from his dad. And it's not long at all before Rhett himself starts crying, shedding tears from how proud he is of his son.

Admittedly, I haven't seen Only The Brave (I do not have the emotional strength for that movie.) I like this headcanon, and it feels very Rhett--very much in line with his character. Just Rhett sinking to his knees holding his boy, his baby boy (because no matter how old he gets, that's still Rhett's baby), letting him cry it out. Arms tight around him, holding him, sheltering him from anything that may try to hurt him here. He doesn't care about the soot, the smell or the snotty patches on his shirt--all that matters is his son is here, safe and in his arms. And that's the best fucking thing he could ever ask for.

[frizzy-frizz-frizz]

Okay this is about to be long and I'm very sorry about it

Two birds is so sad but like who is the other bird??? I'm leaning towards jean kind of

AND YES I listened to the melodrama album the same time as I read aftg so liability and Kevin became so so linked in my head like "the only love i haven't screwed up she's so hard to please...one girl swaying alone stroking her cheek" LIKE that one line where Neil is like Kevin is harder on himself than anyone else

Wait for it has only recently been linked to Kevin in my head but "my mother was a genius my father commanded success" "a legacy to protect" also hamilton in this song would be Neil and it works so well??? Dorothea is so very Kevin i don't know who's singing the song it could be andrew/neil/jean but the song's subject?? "a queen selling dreams" "A tiny screen's the only place I see you now" So glad you enjoyed them

Every marina song you mentioned is so so him I agree with every choice like take oh no and are you satisfied and shake them together and you get him at like rock bottom

Also GASOLINE??? like I know the song I was obsessed with badlands but with him???? "Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me???" "You're part of a machine, you are not a human being

With your face all made up, living on a screen" DO I EVEN HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING THIS SONG WILL BE ON REPEAT FOR A WHILE HOLY SHIT

Afraid?? "When I wake up, I'm afraid

Somebody else might take my place" oh my god?? "And if you leave me, then I'll be afraid of everything" him with andrew??? Hello I cannot take this

Prom queen?? "Turned her tears to diamonds in her crown" got his hand broken and then learned to play with both hands?? Who does it like him??? And then "Dissect my insecurities I'm a defect, surgical project It's getting hard to breathe There's plastic wrap in my cheeks" im obsessed guy grew up in the public eye that's gonna fuck him up so

I can't even pick one line from dare you to doubt me the entire song works so well for him

I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED LISTENING TO THE PLAYLIST YET

Young gods from badlands also works if its before he joined the foxes I think

The greatest by sia is so him

Also Gold Rush by taylor swift was actually written for him

The got away from me entirely I'm so sorry

NO NO ITS OKAY you dont need to apologise its such a pleasure to read text walls like this thank you so much :))

(okay this got long i'll put a line break)

Two birds is a kevjean song in my heart cause its just- kevin and jean are so intrinsically tied together, they know each other first and foremost. but the curx of the matter is that kevin had to leave and jean couldnt.

"There's nothing I wont understand" and "I won't let go of your hand" followed by the main verse where kevin is still trying to escape the 'wire' while jean is fixed in place. and they're forced to watch each other from their positions.

and you just know that as kids they swore they'd stay together but the truth is, toward the end of the books, with everything between then they might never play on the same team again. and that is where the song ends almost as abruptly as the books, leaving kevin and jean to build new relationship from the ashes of what they used to have

IM SORRY I JUST HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ON THIS

"everybody wonders what it would be like to love you" UM?? "what must it be like to grow up that beautiful" this is so him im sobbing. Kevin who grew up in the public image, future of exy, commodified at birth. (Also is it just me or does it feel like neil josten, 'demisexual who never really understood his own attraction' is listening to this while making a kevin day binder on the run?)

I NEED a compilations of close up shots of kevin in the ravens vs foxes game to "the greatest". Seeing him score with his left hand to it would be euphoric. I just know it. oh to be a random exy fan in the aftg universe.

And I've had Dorothea on repeat cause "are you the soul I met under the bleachers?" NEIL REMEMBERING WHAT KEVIN WAS LIKE AS A KID. "......known for who you know, you know you'll always know me". THIS. So many thoughts. so many. I'm screaming its perfect.

ALSO! CONSIDER: "Through the Ghost" by shinedown. the singer wrote it like speaking to his own reflection. "the world will never know you like I do" ITS SO KEVIN I THINK

IM SO GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING THE PLAYLIST

yes yes you could tell me that kevin day himself wrote 'dare you to doubt me' and 'afraid' and 'believe' and I wouldnt disagree

wow this got long

[strbymacaroon]

hi! I wanted to request toji or sukuna and edging🫶

Hi nonnny, baby! 🫶

I didn't know if you wanted them to edge alone, or with us. So, I decided to do a little bit of everything... or got a bit carried away! I love both Sukuna and Toji. (Even thought i haven't written for him...) So, I wrote for both of them!

Hope you enjoy!

CW: Edging. (Ofc.) Degradation, Overstimulation, Masturbation, Pussy Slapping, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, dacryphilia, Pet names... etc.

Not prof-read.

With Sukuna...

Sukuna is very big on making pleasure feel a little too good. The type that makes him stop thinking for a good minute, while his hand does nothing but work up and down his cock. The type of pleasure that has him shaking and freezing as he finally releases.

So, when he first learned about edging, he didn't think much of it. It sounded a bit ridiculous at first, too. Why would anyone in their right mind stop right before reaching an all time high? It sounds... unfathomable. Still, he decides to maybe give it try.

Sukuna already set a hard limit. After at least... five times, maybe even six times, he's finally going to cave and finish. Maybe even more. Besides, it doesn't sound like much of a hard task...

So, he's quick to pull up a video he recored with you not too long ago. Something that has him smirking in pride and arousal. It's you with your hands tied behind your back, while your sucking his massive cock.

Even when he's working his hand up and down his cock, knowing that he's going to stop plagues the back of his head. A soft groan leaving his lips when his finger swipes over his head.

"F-Feels.. s'good." He groans into his shirt, trying to keep quiet.

Still, he mind is twisting with building pleasure, his eyes closing, he's doing good. He's doing more then good, it feels amazing to be working his cock around his hand. A bead of pre-cum building at the head of his cock, and sliding down to coat his hand.

He can feel himself, close, and a bit desperate. His stomach tensing in anticipation, the video playing a sound on your choking on his cock, before he quickly pulls away-

"S-Shit!"

He's body completely tenses, his cock twitching as a small whine leaves his throat. His hand shake, unstable as they itch to move back to his cock. Then, he relaxes, his breathing is... shaky.

Sukuna moves back to continue, only to wince, an unexpected moan slipping past his lips. It feels... sensitive, way more sensitive the normal.

"Fu-Fuck, it's... good." He sighs, his fingers working into his cock, and suddenly, he's right there again. That was fast. His eyes forcing shut, and he tenses when he pulls away again.

This time, it makes his head spin, tears pearling his eyes. His dick twitching and throbbing as the head of his cock drools another fat glob of pre-cum.

Holy shit, this is... Sukuna lets his head fall back into his pillow, his thighs shaking. H-How many more times does he have to do this? And, with Sukuna being as stubborn as he is, he doesn't give up.

Even after the third time.

Or forth.

Not even the fifth.

But, he does... slip the sixth time.

His hand vigorously working up and down, his has his other hand moving too. His palm on the head of his cock, working in circles as he feels his high coming.

He doesn't even care anymore, he doesn't fucking care. Not even if he's moaning so loudly, he's sure anyone can hear. He just doesn't care, in fact, he hopes people can hear him. A part of him feels delirious, drool seeping down his mouth as he finally caves in and finishes. The tight string finally snapping.

Sukuna's cock twitches before white ropes of cum slide down his knuckles. His eyes rolling into the back of his head, his throat forcing out incoherent curses and whimpers. “Fu–Fuc–”

It feels like it’s never going to end, and he sobs as he finishes for what felt like eternity. It's so fucking good, it feels absolutely amazing, but it hurts. His body shaking as he finally slumps into his bed.

With you...

Sukuna's always been a man of taking. So, I don't imagine him edging in his free time with you per say... especially when you're around... but, if it were to mess with you... of that's a completely different story. Suddenly, it's the best thing in the whole goddamn universe.

You're shaking, your legs twitching around his waist. "W-Wait, I don't think I can.." You grit your teeth, your legs tight around him. "I can't do it anymore 'kuna... ne-need to-"

"Yes, you can." Sukuna's voice is much stronger than yours, his cock working between your folds, catching your clit in the most amazing way. He's been doing this for a past hour.

Pushing his cock into you, fucking you g-spot while rubbing your clit, and right when you're on the edge, he pulls away. Laughing at your tears only to lick them right. back up.

And right when you're close to collecting yourself again, he's pushing his hard cock right back into you, his and grabbing your waist and forcing your weight into him.

It's torture.

You feel like you might actually die.

You're crying, whining incoherently for him to finish you off, only chock on another moan. But, Sukuna knows you too well, he knows you love being made a mess like this.

So, he lowers his mouth, and whispers, "C'mon, only a few more times." He works small and slow circling into your clit, it feels more tantalizing them him actually fucking you. "You can do that f'me, right, pretty girl?"

You whimper, but give him a small nod.

"Atta' girl."

With Toji...

See, Toji is just a big fan of splurging. Whether that be with quick one-use purchases, or betting a good chunk of his money on boats for a quick win. Yet, all of those habits seem to be thrown out the window when it comes to his dick. (Sorry!)

Much like Sukuna, his original goal was around five. However, when his hand he working up and down his cock, his mind hazy with pleasure and desire, he's less of a strong type of man, and more of a man giving into his desires.

Toji thickly swallows, eyes fluttering closed while they roll into the back of head. His heels dig into his sheets while he tries to ground himself into reality... but he just can't.

Here the thing, too. He really wants to try edging out, knowing that the finish is going to be otherworldly. And he wants that, he wants it so fucking bad it clouds his mind from reality... and he's a bit too excited about it.

Biting his bottom lips while rubbing his thumb on the head of his cock. His other hand massaging his balls, making a deep groan resonate from his throat.

"Yeah, that's the fuckin' stuff..."

Toji's been doing this for far too long-it's only been like... two times since he's come close to finishing-and his mind can't wrap around the idea of anything being more satisfying then just finishing.

Toji curses under his breath, a uncharacteristic whimper leaving his mouth as he continues to abuse his overworked cock. It throbs in his hand while he gets so impossible close, his shoulders slouching into themselves.

His mind whirling, and his stomach twisting with so much pleasure, it almost feels to overwhelming. "Give it to me, fuckin' give me it." He feels his tongue swipe over his bottom lip, his toes curling as he's right there.

It feels like...

"Toji? You home, baby?"

With You...

Okay... look. If you thought Toji was bad on his own, giving into himself far sooner than he should… You shouldn't even bring yourself into the equation. He's a greedy, greedy man after all.

So, Toji has another idea of how to... tease you in such a way that won't have him toppling over in complete pleasure. Well... not as much pleasure as you, at least.

Toji smirks, slapping the inside of your thigh as you start to close it around his head. "Nuh-uh, don't you fuckin' start." He pushes it away from him, "Keep yourself open f'me, alright?"

You look at him with teary eyes, nodding your head while lifting your hand to grip at your pillow again. Trying you best to keep your shaking thighs apart from his head. "O-Okay..."

"There you go, babe." He licks another strip up your clit, the tip his tongue catching your clit perfectly. Making a soft moan leave your lips. His fingers slowly working into your slit at a torturing slow paste.

It's actually the worst and best thing ever.

You loll your head to the side, letting you distant stare look at his eyes. Only to see a distinct smirk, that fucker is getting off on your stuffering.

Toji grinds his hips into the mattress, a small moan vibrating in your pussy as he does so. He can feel you tighten around his fingers, twitching when he uses his tongue to circle and suck on your clit.

"Toji-I'm, I'm going to..." Your toes curl, your eyes rolling back into your head only for the sensation to tear away from you. His fingers and mouth leaving your throbbing cunt. Leaving you a gaping and twitching mess.

This time, you do cry, a small whimper leaving your mouth, tears sliding down your cheeks and hitting the pillow below your head. It's almost painful, your body prepared to release, only to tense in a dirty way when it never comes.

You jump when Toji slaps your pussy, making a yelp leave your lips.

Toji laughs at you, "Awh, babe, don't cry." Toji licks your pussy, "You know that only turns me on." He uses his fingers to spread you open, "Now, we just gotta' do that only a few more times."

I was literally listening to "Standing Next to You," by Jung Kook on repeat the entire time I wrote this. (I'm not even that big of a k-pop fan.) But, this shit, goes so unbelievably hard. I completely recommend.

[thatonespriteobsessedbitch]

1989 Taylor's Version Thoughts!!!

longggggg post lmao

Welcome To New York (Taylor's Version):

The intro sounds so clean

tho the synths sound really different

the vocals omg

is it just me or does her voice seem really far back???

it's kinda hard to hear her tbh

the bridge <3

damn, I always forget how short this song is

altogether sounds a little off???

Blank Space TV:

she sounds so different and it's so awesome

the way she says "I can make the bad guys good for a weekend"??????? flawless

the chorus feels less loud? if that makes sense

the anger in her voice in the second verse is *chef's kiss*

love that she kept the "oooh" in the second chorus, idk why I was worried she wouldn't

the bridge is still as awesome as always ofc

Style TV:

I don't think I'm ready for this lol

I think the reason they all sounds so different to me is that this is the stolen version I'm most familiar with

this album was my childhood and got me through a lot of really hard things

the "mmm yeah" after "taking off his coat", dear lord

dude I think this beats the rep tour version for me

which is like crazy high praise

Out of The Woods TV:

The distant piano (?) in the beginning is so fucking good

the amount of times I screamed this song at like 8 lmaooooo

I genuinely don't have words this is so good omg

All You Had To Do Was Stay TV:

my first track 5 🥹

I haven't listened to this one really in a while and I've since had a really rough friendship breakup with my bsf

it's hitting a lot harder rn

no but fr it's outing my abandonment issues rn

(I was like sobbing and aggressively lip-syncing while listening to this song lol)

Shake It Off TV:

my first Taylor song!

ngl I literally dansed for 3:39 minutes straight lmaooo

I Wish You Would TV:

it sounds so different but so similar at the same tine

tbh sometimes I forget how good some of these songs are

the "I wish I wish I"s are still as fun as they used to be

Bad Blood TV:

omg it's 3rd grade Sprite's jam!

the bass and drums hit so much harder holy shit

this goes so fucking hard

the echo on "ghosts"???? hello???

Wildest Dreams TV:

I've had this on repeat for 2 years

I just vibed for 4 minutes lmaoooo

How You Get The Girl TV:

honestly such a bop even nearly a decade later

how was she holding out on us with this chorus for so long???? it hits so much harder now

with the synths in the chorus, I'm surprised jack didn't produce this lol

This Love TV:

such a vibe

god I love this song

I kinda want this kind of love

I Know Places TV:

This is the one I'm most excited and most worried for

it's probably my favorite 1989 song

maybe even my favorite Taylor song

the way she says "and we run" has soothed my fears lmao

<- 2nd pre gave me chills holy fuck

Clean TV:

yk I'm actually starting to feel "clean" from my SA and this song is probably gonna make me cry because of it lol

to think that I was listening to the stolen version in the months following it and now I'm here about to celebrate 9yrs since I was last assaulted????

listening to some of these songs are crazy to me

Wonderland TV:

this and I Know Places are tied for my favourite 1989 song so I'm ridiculously excited lol

the prechorus has somehow managed to go harder

one of my favourite parts of the stolen version was always how pissed she sounds during the "oooh"s in the prechorus and I'm so glad she kept that in

I'm nearly to the vault songs and it still doesn't feel real that 1989TV is out

You Are In Love TV:

this is in my top 5 on 1989

I love this song so much

nevermind I want this kind of love

which is weird because I genuinely can't imagine myself having this kind of love but whatever lol

New Romantics TV:

last rerecording before the vault songs!

CAUSE BABY I COULD BUILD A CASTLE OUT OF ALL THE BRICK THEY THREW AT ME

"Slut!" (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault):

I claimed this vault song so I'm like so fucking excited right now

omg it sounds so fun

the tempo of the lyrics feels weird ngl

the chorus is fun but the verses are (hopefully) gonna grow on me

(it's my least favorite vault song, message in a bottle has officially been pushed out of its place ��)

Say Don't Go TV FTV:

this is a fucking guy punch holy shit

my phone was dying during this one so I was trying to fix it for the most of it

musically, this was more what I was expecting from slut

Now That We Don't Talk TV FTV:

this fucking hurt so ow

it's cruel his shirt this song is

Suburban Legends TV FTV:

it's giving mastermind

no thoughts just wow

Is It Over Now TV FTV:

wtf it that intro?!?!

"only rumours bout my hips and thighs/and my whispered sighs" I fucking love how this is said

I love her your honour

[forget-me]

Through sickness and in health.

You coughed as you went back to your home, you've haven't been feeling well all day as you worked. Even food made you nauseous, the smell alone made you want to gag.

You didn't feel the energy to even be at your computer, just wanted to lay down for as long as possible.

You wished you were well enough to call Micah but you just didn't have it in you today.

*ding*

A notification "from Micah: How was your day angel?"

You reached as you considered even texting him back at the moment. You did really miss him, it's been over a month since his first vist. It's a weird space at this moment as you two aren't REALLY dating but you were exclusive. I was waiting to still feel the air, everyday I grow more and more sure of him. Of Micah being a great boyfriend.

"Hey! Yeah my day just ended, but I don't feel well atm. :<"

"Oh. What's wrong my angel????? Did you take the day off??"

You did not, you thought you would feel much better as the day went on but alas you pushed yourself through another shift.

It was worse than usual, maybe you should have taken the day off.

"naurrrr, I thought I would feel better but ofc that didn't happen >:["

"Awe angel you need to take care of yourself, or I'll do it for you ;)"

"Don't even say that I could be doing better but I'll just make the most of it"

"That's is nope I'm omw"

Omg no he isn't

"BE READDDYYY"

Holy shit this guy-

*ding*

"BTW I also ordered you soup until I get there. Taking a private jet to get there sooner"

What the actual fuck.

This guy gets a private jet so he can get to you, because you are sick.

I hate Micah, I hate him so much. If you could hack a plane you would just so he didn't spend any more money than he needed too.

-------

It's gotten worse, it's so much worse than it needed to be. You couldn't really breath out your nose as it was too stuffy, no matter how many times you blow your nose into tissues your mouth is the only oxygen you are getting for now.

You head is pounding. It feels like bricks are constantly being smacked against your forehead. No medication you took has kicked in or maybe it's just not helping, the soup arrived but you didn't even have the strength to eat it.

It sits on your night stand as it gets colder.

You sit in front of your TV with the brightness down to distract your self somehow. It's been over 4 hours and you just waiting for Micah to get here, I hate how he flew to me for this, but you loved that he was gonna be at least in the same room as you. To see him would be enough to make you less miserable.

You missed him. You hate how you miss him. You miss him so much so begin to cry a little into your plushie, a mix of emotions rise up.

Was it because you were sick? Or maybe everything just hit you like a truck.

You wanted to be with Micah every day, to hang out with him in person. To come home to Micah after work. That would be enough.

"knock, knock~"

You jolt your head up as you jump out of bed to get the door.

As you whip it open you lose your balance, triping on your own two feet.

Micah caught you with I his arms,

"wooahhh ok ok settle down angel-"

You feel his warmth as you bring his closer into a hug, it was so safe and comfortable. He was here with you, YOU of all people. You were so happy he was there. Deep down you always wanted him here next to you. You bury your face into his chest and cry. More like a sob if anyone heard it, you hear his heart beat as it speeds up.

He wraps his arms around you and rubs your back in a comforting manner. You let tears fall as he places his chin at the crown of your head.

After your crying stopped he came in as he laid you back into your bed.

"I missed you. More than I say" you whisper, it was hard to communicate what the feeling was.

"I missed you too angel."

"You came all this way for me?"

"Anything for you, I would have hiked here if you needed me"

He put his hand on your cheek. You snuggled into as you placed your hand over his to keep it there. His hands were warm, a save heaven. A fire on a snowy day.

"I bought you some of my own homemade soup! Glad I did"

He gestured to the cold soup on the night stand. Micah continued.

"I also brought some meds of my own, thus should keep the stuffy nose away. This one does wonders for head aches, oh and this one is to help you sleep."

You look at your phone for the time.

"ONE AM?!?!?"

"Sshhhhh, angel please don't stress your self, I'm so sorry it took me so long to get here but I won't leave until you are better than ever."

"..your gonna stay?"

"Yes, well as long as you want me here." He kisses your hand.

"..stay..stay forever"

Micah is frozen, he stares aimlessly at you. Uh oh, you said the wrong thing. It just slipped out. You weren't really thinking about what you were saying.

Oh no, he thinks your weird. You sat up quickly.

"Ahaha never mind for get it, I didn't mean it just, omg I'm so sorry I wasn't thinking-"

"Ok angel"

"What"

you stopped, your heart dropped. What did he mean "ok"?

"I'll stay, forever." He was kneeled down beside the bed, still holding the hand he kissed, which so happened to be your left hand.

"I waaassss gonna give you this a later but I think you should have it now"

He fumbled to get inside his jacket pocket. He pulled out a blue velvet box.

"What-"

"Hey hey-" Micah started." You don't have to accept this right now but it feels right to give this to you know angel"

He opened the box. It was the cutest ring. It was angel themed with Two wings connecting the band together. Your nickname he gave you.

"This is a promise ring, sadly not an engaging ring but this will hold its place until I get one, you don't have to say yes to marriage yet. BUT it would be you saying yes to me, to me being your boyfriend. It would be you saying yes to us."

"Micah..."

You were speechless, you just stared at him. Signaling him to finish.

"So, I humble ask you my leige, will you be my partner? Through sickness and in health." We winked, you laughed as you nodded.

"Yes, god I hate you." You say through a laugh, you loved the way the ring looked on your ring finger.

"Its a lovely place holder, thank you." you lovingly say.

"I saw it and knew you just had to have it."

"Thank you Micah Yujin. "

"Of course angel, the world for you" as he kissed your hand once more.

[touyaspeach]

Kaminari Denki x Fem! Reader

A/N ; I'm tired, and I haven't written in ages so if this is garbage then feel free to just scroll on past haha. no beta, we die like men.

Content ; switching (m, f), oral (m, f), blindfold (m), gag (m), restraints (m), fingering (f), slight body worship (m, f), overstimulation (m, f), cum eating (f) Words ; 1.7k Summary ; You overstim your cute lover, and in a turn of events he does the same to you.

He was just so cute all tied up like this, you really couldn’t help yourself. Blindfolded, gagged, hands cuffed to the headboard with tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. His soft whimpers and sobs mingled with the lewd squelching of your hand moving rapidly over his cock. His poor, overstimulated and aching cock.

It felt wonderful, so amazingly sweet as you brought him to the precipice of pleasure again and again. And it felt painful, agonizingly torturous as he came for the fourth time just from you using your hands. He loved it, he hated it, it was too much and not enough and everything was just so overwhelming.

You cooed loving praises as his dick twitched and pumped even more cum onto his already coated belly. He tried to beg, but the gag in his mouth prevented that, only allowing more moans and whimpers; more saliva to drip down his chin onto his chest.

What a mess he was. A beautiful, delicious mess.

“You’re such a good boy, Denki,” you said, taking the very tip of his flushed and throbbing cockhead into your mouth. You sucked hard, swirling your tongue around to gather just the smallest amount of his bounty of release. It was salty, and a little sweet. He whined at the sensation, squirming and trying everything he could to get away from you.

“Aww, what’s wrong, pretty baby? Is it too much for you? You sure you don’t want more?”

He nodded frantically, straining against the restraints, grinding his teeth along the gag. His breathing was still labored, and Denki was sure he couldn’t get hard again if he tried.

Much to his delight (and chagrin) you took pity on him, carefully unbinding him and removing the blindfold and gag, letting his sore muscles rest as you cleaned up the mess.

“Holy shit,” he panted, “you are a cruel mistress, you know that?”

You chuckled softly, handing him a cool glass of water which he drank eagerly.

“What did you want me to do? I just couldn’t help myself after walking in on you jerking off to my nudes.”

He huffed, setting the glass down on the nightstand and flopping back into the invitingly cool pillows and blankets, “Did you have to gag me, too?”

You pretended to think about it for a second, tapping your index against your chin, “Hmm, I wonder… it was so much sexier that way, though. You look so cute with drool all over you.”

He blushed all the way to his ears at that. Sure, Denki could handle dirty talk. He could handle you walking in on such an embarrassing sight, even. But that? Calling him cute when he was so… so helpless?

“Come here, baby,” he said softly, opening his arms for you. You gratefully nuzzled into his side, kissing his shoulder and drawing little hearts on his chest as you both started to relax. You knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d doze off, and you’d quietly excuse yourself to take a long, cool shower.

Taking care of yourself after torturing him so thoroughly was a small price to pay after seeing such a lovely sight. You didn’t mind, really, it wasn’t something unusual. It was your prerogative, after all, to service in the bedroom. Not to be serviced.

Well, in all fairness it’s not for lack of trying. Denki did, he was always eager to get his hands on you, to worship your body in all the right ways just to rile you up enough, and then to either fuck or get fucked.

Were you always able to cum like that? No. But you told yourself it was fine, because he did, and that’s what really matters.

It’s just how you are, putting others before yourself in every situation, even in the bedroom. And usually by the time you were done with him, Denki was ready to pass out for the night. To your credit, you did know exactly how to give him everything he wanted.

So, you resigned yourself to enjoy this skinship for the few moments before he fell asleep. Only, it didn’t seem like he was falling asleep as usual.

You waited for what felt like an eternity, the ache between your legs only growing, the need only burning hotter and hotter. When you felt his tender touch trail down your side, down further to carefully grope your ass, you couldn’t stop the unexpected moan that tore itself from your throat.

He hummed, and you could hear the smirk in his voice before he even said anything. “Seems like my baby still needs some lovin’~”

“Denki…”

“You take care of me so well, let me return the favor, alright?”

Before you knew it you were being shifted, your back pressed into the spot where he’d been laying. Gods, he was still so gorgeous. It didn’t matter how many times you saw him, in how many ways or angles or situations, you’d never stop thinking that Kaminari Denki was the loveliest person you’d ever seen.

And the best kisser. Which was proven, once again, by him crashing his lips into yours. It started slow, tender, but quickly morphed into something more heated. He hovered over you, massaging your chest as he explored your mouth with his tongue. Hot. So, so hot. You felt hot all over.

And when he teased your dripping core with his knuckles you whined into his kiss.

“Hmm? What’s that? Did you need something from me?” he teased, pulling away just long enough to speak before returning for more. You threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging gently at the roots. It was as much a warning as it was a desperate plea.

He chuckled once more, the sound vibrating through his body and into yours, and then, mercifully, plunged two fingers right where you needed them. You threw your head back and keened, finally getting the relief you’d been so deprived.

“D-Denki-” you moaned and he got to work dragging expertly along your deepest parts, curving just right to hit your sweet spot and make you squirm.

“That’s it, that’s my good girl. It feels good, yeah? You’re so fucking wet for me. You really get so horny from jerkin’ me off?”

You couldn’t find a response because as soon as he’d said that, he applied the perfect pressure right at your weakest point. He repeated the action, over and over as he continually spewed filth into your ear. Occasionally darting his tongue out to lave over your soft skin or nibble at your earlobe.

It wasn’t long before you were cumming for him, especially not after being so painfully worked up. Yes, pleasuring him was a pleasure for you, but this was wholly unexpected. His touch was everything you’d been craving and denying yourself, and as you cried out for him, all he did was smile knowingly down at you.

“You look so pretty when you cum, sweetheart. But I’m not done seeing that look on your face just yet. I can’t give you only one when you were so nice to me.”

Denki kissed his way down your body, pausing only to pull your nipple between his teeth and roll his tongue on the little bud. He situated himself perfectly between your thighs, so you could see his pretty head as he began kissing you more.

First, your thighs, right at the junction where they met the rest of you. Then slowly over your mound, around to the other side. He blew a stream of cool air against you, causing you to jerk and shiver from the sensation.

The way he went about making his way to your core was agonizing. A few kitten licks to your labia, then more kisses around, until finally he plunged his tongue as deep inside as he could. Obscene slurping sounds came from where his lips met yours. With an expert-like grace, he lapped up your entire pussy, making you keen and your back arch; your hands finding purchase in the blankets beneath you.

“Hmmm Denki, so good-”

It was then that he attacked your clit. The ginger, sweetness from before discarded in favor of bringing you to the edge as quickly as possible. Too quickly, for it was only a matter of moments before you were coming undone for him once again.

But Denki wasn’t finished just yet, oh no. Not when he’d been forced to cum until he couldn’t anymore. He was unrelenting, continuing his assault and only adding fuel to the fire as he pressed two perfect fingers into your core once more.

Your head felt fuzzy, your mind dazed as he overstimulated you and brought you right back up to the height of pleasure once more. The way he was able to make you cum so quickly was a skill you wished you could master, something about the way he curved his fingers and swirled his tongue was just so perfect.

You couldn’t focus on anything but the love he was giving you between your legs, and as you breached your third orgasm of the night, you were hoping against hope that he’d be done with you, that you’d be able to curl up next to him and rest.

Of course Denki had other plans.

Menace though he was, he was not a cruel lover, and that was apparent in the way he slowed down marginally. Going back to the slow and steady to build you up and send you crashing over once more. And then again after that.

It was only when you were an incoherent mess that he let up, peering up at you with lidded eyes and a satisfied smirk. Your juices coated his lips and chin, dripped down his neck. It was embarrassing and sexy and you almost wished he’d have dived back in again.

He was quick in cleaning up, crawling up next to you and cradling you softly against his bare chest once more. Satisfied, now, from his own pleasure, from his revenge, and from getting to see you fall apart for him so much. Especially since not long ago he was doing the same for you.

“Love you, babe,” he said, kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too.”

[necros-writing-stuff]

Eden kidnapping Jordan's holy little sibling and fucking them into his perfect little spouse. The next time Jordan sees his sibling, they're on Eden's arm while supply shopping. May or may not be visibly pregnant. Just proof of how you belong to Eden before anyone else, even yourself.

You had been terrified of Eden the first time you met, drenched head-to-toe after getting lost in the forest. He had had no mercy as he pinned you down, stealing your purity and proclaiming you as his even as you'd sobbed and screamed.

Five months later, and you'd settled in okay. Turns out he wasn't as bad as you thought him to be, keeping you safe and fed. And full of cock. So much so, than now there's a noticeable bump in your tummy and a need to pee more than you ever had in your life. At least your husband doted on you constantly now, you're banned from strenuous tasks and have to sit down whenever you're not busy. Even when he leaves to pick up supplies, he's too paranoid to leave you alone and brings you into town with him. Much better than how he used to choke you and spank you for getting breakfast wrong, but you still feared him. Just a little.

Which brings you to now, Eden looking for a new brand of ketchup to buy because his usual stuff was out of stock. It had been 10 minutes, and he keeps complaining about how they all suck.

"Please just pick one, it can't be that difficult-"

"That ones too sweet, that one gets lumpy, and that one goes all liquidy the moment you open the fucker," he grumbles, scratching his beard.

You sigh, rubbing your baby bump and adjusting your weight. "Then grab one you haven't tried yet. Who knows, it might be your new favourite," you urge, but you know how stubborn he is. What you aren't admitting is how being around so many people after months of isolation has led you to being a bit anxious now you're in public, but if Eden knew that he'd never let you leave the cabin again.

Eden does notice how uncomfortable you look, moving from foot-to-foot. How nervous you look. You should be home resting, so he resigns to picking a bottle and begins leading you to the counter. At least, until a strange voice he's never heard calls out to you.

The one who talked was a man. A blonde man, thin but tall, in some religious garbs. His eyes are the same as yours, Eden notes, but that doesn't mean anything.

"Where have you been?" he asks, voice strained and full of worry. Then his eyes flicker down to your stomach. Then up to Eden. And back to you. "What- what happened?"

The hunter grasps your upper arm, holding the basket in his other hand. "Who's this?" he asks, tightening his grip in warning. What if you call for help? What if you try to run off with his baby, leaving him alone again? What if-

"Eden, this is Jordan. He's my big brother. Jordan, this is my husband Eden," your husband. You called him your husband. Good. Eden's heart rate slows down as the panic subsides.

"You got married? Why didn't you tell me? Who officiated the ceremony? A-are you pregnant?" Jordan looks a bit pale, and you know he can sense that something is wrong. But you also know exactly how far Eden would go to keep you as his. How hard he hits.

He had chased you through the forest once, after you had escaped and night and raped you in the dirt when he found you. Had made you watch as he pummeled a camper that had tried to pull you into his tent while you were collecting berries. Had shot at multiple people and animals, all to keep you where you belong. At his side or on his cock. You aren't risking your brother.

Giving your best fake smile, you wrap your arm around Eden's snuggling in close. "It was rather impulsive! We met when I was looking for some old relic I've read about, and he just charmed me right off of my feet. I wasn't even aware of how long I've been gone - time just skips when you're in love, you know?" A giggle is tacked onto the end, just for good measure.

Jordan nods, brows creased. The scowling brute behind you staring daggers at the priest charmed you? It's hard to imagine. Something else has to be going on, but you're already being dragged off by the time Jordan can open his mouth again.

"They'll see you later. We have to go home and have dinner," the hunter pulls you with him in the direction of the cash registers, you throwing a reluctant smile at your brother as you go. Jordan can only stand there stunned and trying to figure out what the hell to do now.

[motherflecker]

New triage episode. I'm sitting here shaking and crying. I need warm blanket and strong antidepressants. Squee send help 😩

ANON....... I CAN'T HELP BC I NEED THE SAME HELP

i haven't fucking weeped like that at a tv show in who knows how long. I CRIED LIKE A BABY. I SOBBED. I WAS UNABLE TO HOLD MYSELF TOGETHER. i'm still fucking weepy as i type this! my nose is stuffed! my eyes are wet! what the fuck!

i expected things to go BAD this episode but i did not expect THAT. it's like we got to the party and instead of going the way we thought it would (tol dies, time loop reset, tin has to Suffer again) -- it just took a hard left and went THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE DIRECTION. AHHHHHH.

SPOILER WARNING things i'm kind of excited about for next week: tol being the main character, jinta and tol interaction, tol now having his own version of time loop hell??? i wonder how long this is going to last, is it just going to be an episode or is this going to carry us through the last few episodes? if tol does end up time looping in order to stop tin's death, how many more times are we going to watch tin die??? I'M NOT. READY. FOR THIS. NO???

also the fact that tol is wearing the same outfit he was wearing when tin had that "dream" about him. WHAT DOES IT MEAN????

holy fuck i mean this is all one way to reaffirm that tol is stupidly in love with tin just as much as tin is stupidly in love with tol. soulmates through trauma and time loop shenanigans! perfect! 🫠 UGHH I'M NEVER GOING TO BE OVER TOL'S GRIEF MONTAGE WHAT THE FUCKKKK. HE'S SO SAD.

watching this shit blind with zero knowledge of the novel is maybe, perhaps, a little bit hell. but i'm going to ride it through to the end, even if next week comes and ruins my predictions completely again.

that said -- this episode really showcased how triage took all the great foundation manner of death laid on what a bl can do and just fucking perfected it? this show is so damn good??? how is this a bl??? THIS IS A REAL SHOW, WITH REAL STAKES, AND REAL PLOT. WHAT THE HELL.

[starlightxsvt]

Sweeter Than Sweets l pt. 3

Pairing ➳ CEO! Seungcheol x female baker!reader

Genre ➳ fluff, romance, slight smut

Warnings ➳ light cursing, some nudity, implications of sex (forgive me if it's bad, this is my first time trying to write smut)

Word count ➳ around 4.1k

A/N: Here's the third chapter~ I'm really sorry for the delay. If everything goes according to plan then there's only one more chapter left! Thank you for giving this series such love, it means a lot to me. Happy reading!

part 1 l part 2 l part 3

Part 3: THE WEDDING

"It's okay, you're gonna be fine," Seungcheol throws a smile at you as you both stand at the front door of his parents house. You continue to smooth out your beautiful champagne coloured dress and touch your hair out of nervousness.

You are here. At his parents house.

The door is opened by a maid who welcomes you into the house. You both step in and take off your coats and you follow Seungcheol to the huge living room, where his mother sits with a book in her hands.

She squeals seeing Seungcheol, adoration crossing over her features as she wraps her arms around him and kisses his forehead. "You're here! I was worried you wouldn't show up!"

"You deserve a chance to get to know ___. She's amazing," his compliment brings warmth in your cheeks as he pulls you closer to his side.

His mother grins looking at you before pulling you into a hug, "Yes yes, of course." She kisses your cheeks before a soft bark comes from behind you and you turn to see a white fluffy toy poodle, wagging it's tail, eagerly staring at Seungcheol. The man in question grins before picking it up, "Heyy, Kkukma!"

"She's our family dog. Loves Seungcheol a bit too much," Seungcheol's mother explains and you smile, nodding before gently petting the dog who licks your hand in return.

You laugh. Seungcheol kisses Kkukma's forehead before announcing, "You guys continue chatting. I'll go play with Kkukma."

You swallow, watching him disappear into the garden and his mother grins at you, "Let me show you around."

His mother walks you through their elegant house while asking about how you met Seungcheol and such. You speak the rehearsed lines and she believes them easily, making you feel somewhat bad for the poor woman.

"Seungcheol really isn't good with women, you know," his mother says while you're served a cup of tea after finishing the tour.

You offer a smile in reply and take a sip. She continues, "He used to like a girl quite a while ago. Told me that he wanted to marry her. But sadly, she turned out to be a leech who was using him for his money."

"That's... awful," you frown. Seungcheol never told you about it. But then again you're his fake lover and you mentally curse yourself for getting too much into your role.

"I take it he didn't tell you about that," She smiles. "Don't worry, he's long over her. That just made him shut himself out more. He assumed that all women were after his money but I'm glad to see he found someone like you."

You cringe inwardly. You too, are here because of money more or less. You are doing all this because he promised you a shop.

"Me too," you agree with her, playing along. She smiles. A sound catches both of your attention and you see Seungcheol's father standing at the entrance of the living room, his wary eyes casted on you. You almost choke but quickly redeem yourself by standing up and saying hi. He disregards you completely with a grunt and walks away murmuring something unintelligible.

Seungcheol's mother sighs loudly, "I'm so sorry about him."

"It's okay, I understand. Seungcheol told me about him." You mutter.

His mother offers you a sad smile. "He's been so mean to Seungcheol. To us. It was my mistake that I married that beast."

You say nothing, just stare at the cup in your hands.

She continues, "I would have divorced him long ago but he would have taken full custody over Seungcheol. I couldn't win against a man like him and I couldn't loose Seungcheol."

"I see," you whisper. His mother gently holds your hand, "I sincerely hope you won't take his words to heart. He has always been like that. Nothing we do can make him happy."

You offer her a smile, "It's really okay, Mrs. Choi."

"Minsoo, please. You're gonna be me daughter in law soon," she smiles sweetly at you. "Which reminds me! We need to set a date!"

Warmth spreads on your face as you smile, "Yeah..."

And so she starts discussing with you about the dress the venue and such and you find yourself enjoying her company. She's kind and gives full attention to you and it fills the void created by your own mother. You know you're going to miss this woman after you're divorced.

-

Everyone gathers at the dining table during lunchtime, including Seungcheol's father. The environment is tense as Seungcheol takes a seat beside you, opposite to his parents.

Seungcheol drops a kiss on your temple and smiles at you, flashing his dimples and you almost melt into a puddle right there. Shit, have you got it that bad?

His father's eyes bore into the two of you, clearly disapproving.

Lunch starts as Seungcheol's mother initiates conversation with her son about work. It goes well for a while- you enjoying the served food and listening to them talk- until Mr. Choi decides to break it.

"What does your parents do?" He throws at you.

Seungcheol frowns, "Father-"

You stop him by squeezing his hand and smiling at him, "It's okay, babe, he should know."

Your eyes meet Mr. Choi's, "My mother separated with my father a long time ago so I don't have contact with him anymore. My mom runs a restaurant at the suburbs."

Mr. Choi is unimpressed, you can see it in his face as he seems to judge you even harder. Mrs. Choi, however, has a different reaction, "Oh dear! It must have been hard for your mother. I'd like to meet her sometime soon."

You smile at her, "My mom kind of isolated herself after the divorce but of course, I'll let her know."

Shit, you haven't even told her you're getting married yet.

Mrs. Choi's smile is kind as she resumes eating. Mr. Choi scoffs before grunting, "I still don't understand why you chose her, Seungcheol. I know you've always been stupid but now I know you're on another level, choosing her out of all women."

Wow. You're left dumbfounded at his straight forwardness. Beside you, Seungcheol grips the fork tight as his mother tries to chastise her husband. "Hyungmin, watch what you're saying!" she shrieks.

"What?" His glare is intimidating. "She's neither rich nor pretty. Your son could've had a better looking woman yet he-"

"Enough!" Seungcheol seethes making you jump.

This...isn't gonna end well.

You open your mouth to stop Seungcheol but he bangs his first on the table, teeth gritting, "What is your problem?" He glares at his father.

"I should ask that to you." His father is expressionless.

"All my life I've tried to be a good son, I tried to be good to you no matter how much of an asshole you were to me, to mom. I've accepted that you hate me, I've no problem with that but for once in your life, can't you be supportive of me?!"

His father scoffs, "How can I when you bring a thing like her?"

Seungcheol looks like he's ready to jump on his father as he bellows, "I swear to fucking God-"

"Seungcheol!" You grab onto his arms, trying to stop him as Mrs. Choi starts sobbing.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"This is why I don't like coming here!" Seungcheol hisses at his mother before jerking free from your hold and marches away.

Seungcheol's father stands up, rolling his eyes, "And you expect me to hand my company to him?" It's directed to his wife.

Angry tears steam down Mrs. Choi's face, "He'd be a better president than you ever were! Your company has come this far only because of my son!"

Her words land on the back of Mr. Choi who blatantly ignores his wife and walks out of the room.

The room is silent except the sounds of Mrs. Choi, trying to get her tears under control. You hand her a tissue and sit silently, watching her dry her eyes.

"I'm so sorry," she says, her eyes casted down.

You offer her a small smile. Mr. Choi's words hurt you, definitely but it's not the end of the world. He's gonna be present in your life for only a small amount of time.

"It's alright, Mrs. Choi, it really is."

She sighs, gazing upon you, her eyes filled with...love. She stands up to embrace you in her arms and holds you there; your head to her chest as you listen to her breathe.

It's comforting and you feel a tear slip down your eye.

-

Seungcheol walks you all the way to your door like the gentleman he is. His mood is still sour and the car ride was filled with tension. You couldn't really blame him though.

You smile at him, "His words doesn't matter to me. I hope it's the same for you. You don't need to be stressed about what he says to me."

He looks at you, those rich brown eyes looking exhausted and he does something you never expected even in your dreams.

He hugs you.

His strong arms are wrapped around your small frame, your head pressed to his chest. Your heart beats furiously in your chest.

Is this really happening?

You inhale his scent deeply and when you wrap your arms around him too, you can't bring yourself to care. You want to feel him, to hold him. So you two just stand there in front of your door in each others arms for a long time.

"Would you like to come inside?" Your voice is small and shy as he pulls back to look at you. Shaking his head, he does yet another surprising thing.

"Can I kiss you?"

Holy mother of gods-

Your face is on fire, undoubtebly. Your mouth hangs low as you stare at him. Did he just...

He takes your silence as yes and leans in to press his lips against yours. They're soft and plush and he tastes somewhat bitter and sweet from the wine you had at his parent's house. It's addicting and you can't help but moan. He only dives in deeper, kissing you with such passion and need that you're left breathless.

He pulls back, his smoldering gaze on you and licks his lips. You swallow. Your panties are wet, fuck. You want to climb him like a tree but you can't bring yourself to move, locked in a trance.

A gentle kiss is pressed to your forehead that brings you back to reality and he mutters his goodbye, hurriedly ushering you in.

After you're in the safety of your home, you touch your swollen lips, mind traveling back to the kiss.

He kissed you.

Choi Seungcheol kissed you.

-

"Yes, I'm getting married," you repeat once more to your mother who stays silent on the other side of the line.

"Mom?"

"That's... sudden," her calm voice floats through. Yeah, and I'll be getting divorced too.

"Yeah, we've been dating for more than a year and yeah...he proposed me."

"Wow... nice." She pauses. "Did you fix a date yet?"

"Um, not yet but it's in the next two or three weeks. Also...Mrs. Choi wanted to meet you. Maybe...you could come and visit her sometime...I don't know." There's an awkward tension- it always has been ever since your dad left.

"I'll see if can manage time," she says.

"Okay..." You're about to hang up but her voice wavers through, "And send me a picture of your rich fiance."

"Oh, yeah, I will."

-

SOME WEEKS LATER

Jane squeals seeing you step out from behind the curtains. You're almost ready with the gown on and your makeup done, only the veil left to be put on.

"Oh my god!" She screams with glee, a grin on her face. "You! Look at you! Oh my god!"

You look gorgeous, undeniably. The wedding gown is almost too beautiful to be real and an expensive purchase, selected by Mrs. Choi. Your makeup and hair is done neatly and you almost don't recognize yourself. Jane only squeals from behind you time to time, saying how amazing you look.

"You're forgetting that this isn't a real wedding," you remind her, your tone bitter than you intended.

Jane raises a brow, "Why do you sound sad?"

Warmth covers your face, "I'm not!" It is a cheap lie, you do feel sad and you know that deep down you wished this was real.

Shit. You've got it really bad.

"Aww, babe," Jane hugs you tightly. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay. Who knows, Seungcheol may fall head over heels for you after seeing you in this."

You roll your eyes, "Not even in my wildest dreams."

A knock on the door interrupts you and your mother steps into the room, dressed in a cream colored dress, her hair neatly done. It has been a while since you last saw her dressed up.

"I'll leave you two to talk," Jane excuses herself, stepping out of the room.

"Hey," you smile tightly. She returns it. "You look beautiful," her words are short and her eyes are teary. There's a short silence before she sighs loudly,"I know I haven't been the best mom...but I'm really proud of you, I hope you know that."

You sigh; you really don't want to cry before your wedding- fake wedding. "It's okay," you give her a small smile and sit down in front of the mirror, "Can you help me with the veil?"

She steps in behind you and starts setting up the veil on your hair, speaking, "Seungcheol is a nice guy, I had a chat with him earlier. He'll take good care of you."

You resist the urge to heave out a sad sigh. Instead you grin as brightly as you can, "I know, right."

She finishes putting the veil on you and you stand up, looking at the mirror, gathering all the last bits of your courage.

"I could walk you down the isle you know...it doesn't always have to be dads," your mother whispers.

"It's okay, I'll do it on my own," you avoid her eyes. This is a fake wedding and you don't want her to walk you down the isle, no. Maybe when you get married for real one day- but not this time.

Giving your mother a quick hug, you step out of the dressing room.

The isle looks dreadful. Walking on a path full of thorns bare feet would've been easier. Seungcheol stands at the other end, his full attention on you. You inhale deeply and take small steps towards him- all the while his eyes on you. You are intimated and in the back of your mind you can't help thinking that this was a very bad decision. You feel pathetic. A bride without anyone to accompany her down the isle. A greedy woman agreeing to a fake marriage. A liar, lying to everyone through your teeth.

Each step only gets harder to take and after what feels like an eternity, you reach the end, stopping in front of him. His face doesn't give away anything. A small part of you wonders if he thinks you look beautiful- you hope he thinks that.

You take a step and get on the wooden stage with the help of his extended hand. The priest begins the ceremony. All the while, Seungcheol's eyes are dark, glinting like a predator who has finally captured his prey.

He smirks. "I do."

With tears burning in the back of your eyes, you repeat after him, overwhelmed with emotions.

When he leans in for the kiss, you forget to breathe as your lips meet and he kisses you softly yet passionately. The guests cheer for you and when you look at them, you see joy, contradicting to what you feel. For some reason tears threaten to slip but you smile, forcing them away.

One fake marriage can't end your life.

-

You enjoy the rest of the ceremony more than you thought you would, all the worries slipping away from your system as you watch everyone celebrate. Time to time you take peeks at Seungcheol to see him staring at you- his eyes dark and intense, sending a shiver down your spine.

You've spent a good amount of him hanging out with him during the weeks before your wedding, either at his apartment, yours or a nice restaurant. You've only found yourself more drawn to him as you spent more time and after each date ended you wanted him to kiss you like he did after that visit to his parents' house. Unfortunately for you, Seungcheol kept his hands totally off you, only giving you quick forehead pecks as goodbyes.

As your eyes connect, sitting next to each other after the dance, you find yourself craving for him. You want his hands all over you.

Is that wrong?

-

A sudden, new wave of embarrassment hits you as you enter the limousine after the ceremony. Seungcheol helps you get in before entering through the opposite door as you quickly collect your beautiful dress together and sit quietly, staring at your lap.

It's almost 9 o'clock and the traffic has faded away. Seungcheol is taking you to his penthouse, a place you've only heard him talk about, a place he said you'd enjoy living in.

You wonder how the next couple years would be. How will it be like to live with him? Will you sleep in the same bed every night? Will he even enjoy sharing his house with you? What if he hates having you around?

"Are you ignoring me?" Seungcheol's voice pulls you back to reality.

You try not to appear shy and flustered, "Huh? No, no I'm not."

"You've been awfully quiet since you've walked down the isle."

"Just... thinking." You reply meekly. Damn it, why do you feel so shy?

There's a silence as Seungcheol looks out the window, hands under his chin. You take the moment to appreciate his profile, ogling him unashamedly. You really, truly, want to be in his arms. And you should probably get your head checked.

"Do you regret doing this?" He asks suddenly.

"No! No, I do not," you protest to which he nods, understanding.

After a beat if silence his hand gently cups yours. You stop breathing. "I'll try to make your living as comfortable as possible. Don't hesitate to let me know if you have any problem." His expression is serious and you nod, throat dry. He smile is soft, showing just a bit of his dimples as he holds onto your hand, not letting go. You try to calm your breathing which proves to be an impossible task whenever you look at your joined hands.

After almost an hour drive, the limousine stops and your breath is sucked out as you get out of it. In front of you stands a huge building with the fanciest design and you can't wait to see what's inside. Seungcheol helps you with your dress and casually holds your hand as you both walk into the elevator. It heads for the seventeenth floor and during that whole period of time Seungcheol doesn't let go of your hand. When the elevator stops and you both step out into a large lobby, leading to his penthouse. Seungcheol swipes the card to open the door and it's only after you step into the apartment that he lets your hand go.

You probably look like a deer in headlights as you gawk at the beautiful home, equipped to unbelievably expensive appliances and delicate designing. With high ceilings and full length windows and beautiful pieces of furniture and marble fittings it's too pretty to touch.

All the while Seungcheol's eyes are on you, amused at your reaction. "You like it?" He grins.

"I...wow," you're speechless. "This is...huge." You say dumbly. Seungcheol laughs heartily before once again taking your hand, "Let me give you a quick tour."

And so he does, showing you around the house, the huge kitchen connected to the living room, the library, the study room the guest bedrooms and finally stopping before the master bedroom.

A king sized bed lies by the huge windows. There's a closet with an amount of space you could only dream of. The master bathroom is almost the size of your studio apartment and a wave of embarrassment hits you. Will you ever get used to this? You only feel more embarrassed when you remember that this isn't yours forever.

Shit, ___. Get a grip.

You plop down on the large fluffy bed and pry off your heels from your aching feet. You watch as Seungcheol stands in front of the dresser, slowing undoing his bow tie.

There's a small moment where you both lock eyes before you cough loudly, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. Instead you quietly take off your earnings and reach for the buttons behind your dress- except, your hands can't reach them.

Seungcheol sees you struggling, "Let me do it for you." You almost let out a squeak, feeling shy and excited. You stand up as he appears behind you and starts to unbutton your dress, slowly.

It feels like eternity as you stand, holding your breath, blood pumping loudly in your veins.

Seungcheol's deep voice sends shivers down your spine, "There, done." He says that but doesn't move from behind you, his hands resting on your shoulders as the cool air hits you back. You, too, seems to be stuck on your place as you can't move a muscle. Your conscience slaps her head, what the hell is wrong with you?

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look?" Seungcheol's mouth is extremely close to your ear and you can't help but squeak, warmth spreading through your body like wildfire.

"You look lovely, so beautiful," His voice is deep as he strokes the column of your neck before turning you to face him.

Your eyes are wide like saucers and your face is on fire, literally. Just being this close to him, with none around, makes your brain stop functioning.

He leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, without any warning whatsoever. Your tongues collide and you let him take the lead, his hand grabbing your ass, unashamedly.

"Tell me if you want me stop, I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"No!" You grab onto his broad shoulders and pull him towards you again, meeting your lips once more. Of course you want him. You've wanted him since God knows how long.

While peppering your face with kisses, he pushes down your gown for you to step out of it. The cold air makes you shiver as you're left in a lacy white underwear with garter belts. Seungcheol's eyes move over your, taking in your figure. He swallows before pushing you down onto the bed and climbing over you, hurriedly taking off his suit jacket and shirt.

His eyes are locked on yours and your heart is beating a mile a minute. He looks like some god, his black locks messy and his chiseled face staring down at you, his strong body on top of you. You can't stop yourself from ogling his torso when his shirt comes off, leaving his toned muscles and biceps for you to see. Before you know it, you're reaching out to touch him. Your fingers dance over his chest and abdomen before your eyes meet and Seungcheol groans, cupping your face for another kiss.

He's quick to strip you off your bra while literring your neck and chest with kisses and bites. After fully undressing you and taking yet another unembarrassed look at your body Seungcheol asks, "Are you sure?"

You whine, needy and impatient, "Yes, please, Seungcheol. Fuck me." You're surprised at your own eagerness but it only turns Seungcheol on, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"My pleasure sweetheart." He whispers before going down between your legs.

-

Soft morning light hits your face, waking you up in the process. It takes a while for you to assess everything and you feel your body, especially lower half, ache deliciously- an aftermath of the numerous orgasms Seungcheol gave you yesterday night.

A strong arm is wrapped around your waist from behind, making you feel warm and safe. You sigh, playing with the wedding ring on your finger.

You're married now. To Choi Seungcheol. Shit.

Instead of letting your mind start overthinking, you gently turn around to face your husband, careful not to wake him up.

He lies there, fast asleep, his beautiful features relaxed, the morning light giving him an angelic glow. Before you can stop yourself, you're reaching out to stroke his face, your gentle fingers tracing his skin. He's so soft, so beautiful. Your heart constricts, thinking about how much you want to spend the rest of your life in his arms.

You'd be more than happy to be by his side, sharing a home with him, helping him whenever he's in need, making a family-

A sudden realisation that you tried to bury all this time dawns on you, bringing tears to your eyes.

You're in love with Choi Seungcheol.

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