#i dont remember if i have a tag for these

[realbugirl]

no because like...the daft punk guys are crazy. they've scored a bunch of new french extremity movies, theyre friends with gaspar noé. THAT gaspar noé.

obviously this isnt an indictment of gaspar noé, to my knowledge hes just a normal guy who happens to make fucked up movies...but also, what the fuck was kanye watching that managed to freak these guys out LOL

like its literally this:

[leriexoxo]

STOLEN TOUCHES (H.J x Reader)

Pairing: Jisung x afab! Reader (college au)

Tags: smut, 18+ mdni, unprotected sex, breeding, alcohol, cheating, p in v, oral (f receiving), best friends brother, noona kink.

word count: 5k+ words

Summary: Jisung had been in love with his best friends older sister for as long as he could remember, unfortunately she never saw him as anything more than her brothers friend, until that night at a frat party.

You just caught your boyfriend cheating at the party he wasn’t supposed to be at, hurt and vengeful, you decided to get shitfaced and make a few mistakes of your own, in this case the mistake was Jisung, your little brothers best friend.

Minors DO NOT INTERACT!

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You lived in a neighborhood close your college with your brother Felix, who had a group of friends that he had stuck with ever since 3rd grade; Chan, Leeknow, Changbin, Hyunjin, Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin. You saw them around so much so that the presence of two or more in your house everyday was a constant.

As Felix’s older sister, you naturally were very protective of him and you subconsciously mothered him alot, which inevitably extended to a few of his friends who were the same age as him or younger; Jisung, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Innie, those were the few ones who practically lived at your house. There wasn’t so much of an age gap between you and your brother, you gave him only three years making you his oldest friend, Chan’s age.

That evening, your girlfriends had invited you to the biggest frat party happening on campus and you were reluctant about going, but you had not seen your boyfriend San for a few days and he had promised to take you out that weekend. You picked up your phone and shot him a quick text

You: Baby, where are you right now?

10 minutes later, his typing bubble popped up, disappeared and then popped up again. Huh.

San: At my friends studio… whats up?

You: Jihyo told me about the party at Kappa house tonight, are you gonna be there? I wanna go with you babe.

San: Oh no no! Kappa? I’m not going

You: Why?

San: I’m a bit tied up at the studio, I cant make it back to campus today. You’re not going right?

You: Well i wanted to go with you, otherwise ill go with the girls.

His bubble showed him typing again for a while before disappearing. What?

San: I dont want you to go babe, there’s gonna be a lot of dudes there and i can’t protect you.

You: Sweet of you baby, but i dont need protection, i’ll be fine

San: Just listen to me babe? Get your girls to do a movie night or something 🥺 i don’t want you to go without me, please?

Why was San acting weird? It wasn’t a big deal for you to go to the party if he wasnt coming, you had attended several parties without him before. You frowned at your screen, not entirely enjoying being told what to do. Another message popped up on your screen, one from the girl’s groupchat.

Jihyo: y/n are you gonna be ready in 10 minutes?? I’m already on the way to yours

You looked at the message, then back at your outfit you already laid you and thought fuck it.

You: I have not even showered as we speak so i know damn well i wont be ready in 10 😂

Jihyo: Girl i’m leaving you tf 😂 you can be your own ride!

You: Okay ill catch up with y’all at the party!

You put your phone down and started to get ready, taking your time since you were gonna be the one taking yourself to the party, faintly in the background muffled by the sound of the shower, you heard a door slam somewhere in the house and voices start to fill out, you guessed Felix was home with his friends.

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Life’s a fucking bitch

That’s what you thought as you angrily stomped down the crowded frat staircase, away from the fucking spectacle you had just witnessed in one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

He was fucking some other bitch! He said he wasnt coming to the party but you opened the door and found your boyfriend ramming his stupid dick is some other bitches ass?! You were furious! He said he was going to be holed up at the fucking studio!! He lied?!

He didn’t even notice you, too far gone and lost in cheating, he didn’t hear you yell “WHAT THE FUCK SAN?!” over the blaring music. He didnt notice you storm out in tears either.

You grabbed the first solo cup you saw on the nearest table and threw back the contents, it tasted like shit but it burned your throat and that was exactly what you needed, your mind begging to forget, you found another half empty tequila bottle and tipped it back, ready to get yourself shitfaced and let the future you deal with the aftermath.

You had been dating San for the past 8 months, it wasn’t like you had the best relationship, he was constantly flirting with girls in his faculty, he always partied without you and lied alot and to top it off, your brother and his friends absolutely hated him but you still stubbornly ignored all the red flags and stayed with San, not ever entirely believing all the cheating rumors you heard cos you trusted him, that is until a few minutes ago. Now you felt angry and numb and you wanted to hurt him back.

On the other end of the crowded room, Jisung was hanging back against the frat wall beside Hyunjin and Minho, the party was in full swing and more than half the gang was already shitfaced or on the dancefloor, but as the designated drivers, himself and Minho stuck to drinking energy drinks and soda, while Hyunjin was sipping on whatever mixture he had in his solo cup chattering excitedly about the girl who just gave him her number, he tuned them out when he noticed you angrily stomp down the stairs, knocking peoples cups over and earning a series of “what the fucks” in your wake.

Curiously, his eyes followed you as you grabbed a cup and chugged its contents, He frowned, automatically wanting to go to you but stopping himself from pushing off the wall and making his way over, he was pretty sure that cup wasn’t yours and that was not very much a y/n thing to do.

Jisung wanted to go and stop you when you picked up an open tequila bottle but he knew that It wasn’t his place to do that, he hadnt even expected to see you at the same frat party, earlier when he drove to your house to pick up Felix and the guys, he hadnt seen your car in the driveway and assumed you were off somewhere else.

Jisung had secretly harbored a crush on you for a while now, he loved everything about you, often catching himself staring at you when he was over at Felix’s, the only other person who knew how he really felt about you was Minho and that was only because nothing ever skipped him. Now watching you cleary angry and about to make alot of bad decisions, Minho nudged him with an elbow.

“Shouldn’t you go check on Noona?” He said nodding towards your direction, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

“Do i have to-“ Jisung started to pretend as if he didn’t actually want to go to you already, but immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw some weirdo sidle up behind you. “Okay scratch that, I’ll be right back”

He dropped his cup on the closest chair and started making his way over to you, ignoring Minho’s annoying laughter.

You were swaying your head to the loud music, hands in the hair and the contents of the bottle in your hand sloshing over, the alcohol hit you fast as you were never really much of a drinker but atleast it had you where you wanted right now. In your hazy state you felt a hand come around your waist from behind. Unfamiliar hands. You felt like you were going to throw up.

“Go awayyy” you said, words slurring as your head spun. You pushed the hands away from you, turning your back once again and taking another swig of the tequila.

“Y/n! Noona”

Your head snapped up when you heard your name, squinting to try to make out the face of the otherwise familiar voice that called you, you looked ahead of you into the large body of people melted together in a sea of sweat, smoke and neon lights.

Jisung.

Your brain hissed the name of your little brothers best friend, as he appeared in your line of sight. Through the undulating bodies, strobing multicolored lights and pulse of the speakers.

“Sungie?” You ask, squinting up at him as he got closer to where you stood.

“Are you okay Noona? I think you’ve drank enough of that” He said, gently taking the bottle away from you which caused you to whine in protest.

“Nooooo! I was drinking that” You made grabby hands at it but he lifted the bottle above his head and out of your reach.

“What are you even doing here?” You asked again in a pout, subconsciously leaning into him for support.

“I’m here with Felix and the guys, we didn’t know you were coming to this party too” he said, gently placing his free hand at your back and steering you away from the center of the dancefloor.

“Oh? I was supposed to be here with my stupid boyfriend” *hiccup* “but he lied and said he wouldn’t come here!” You complained, words slurring at how tipsy you had become.

Han raised an eyebrow at the information, turning to scan the crowd for Choi San, your music major boyfriend who he absolutely despised. He couldn’t find him anywhere.

“Where’s he then?”

Annoyed, you pushed away from him to glare as if Jisung was the cause of your problems, “i just walked in on him cheating on me upstairs”

Jisung stopped in his tracks, staring at you wondering if he heard you wrong “what?”

“He’s up there fucking some other bitch Sungie! And he didn’t even notice me walk in.. *hiccup* I hate him!” You yelled, eyes welling up with tears for the second time that night.

Jisung saw red. He clenched his fists and glared up at the stairs, torn between taking care of you and going to find San to rip his head off.

“I think i’m going to thr-“ you words got cut short as you hunched over and emptied the contents of your stomach right there in the corner of the room, all over the floor and on yourself.

“Oh shit! Are you okay noona?!” Jisung asked for the third time that night, his eyebrows rose up in shock and he tried to hold you but it was too late.

“I feel sick..” you muttered

“Lets get you cleaned up”

He pulled off his jacket and threw over your shoulder and basically carried you into the nearest free room he could get to. Once in, he set you down on your feet by the bathroom door and held it open for you.

“Can you clean yourself up? Or do i need to get your friends? Are they here? Do you need help?” Jisung rambled, unsure what to do.

You grimaced, looking down at yourself and instantly starting to regret drinking so much so fast, you fingered at the edge of your soiled crop top, wanting to peel it off but too weak to actually make the move, you barely registered Jisungs panic mode beside you.

“Off… want it off” you whined

“You want me to… do it myself?” He stuttered

“I want it offff” you started to throw a small tantrum, palming at the shirt and soiling your hands even more.

“Shit okay okay I’ll help you”

He hesitantly pinched the clean part of the top and helped you peel it off over your head, all the while he kept his head firmly facing away from you in order to provide privacy.

He heard you struggle some more before letting out a sad whine sounding almost like you were about to cry.

“Sungie it’s so hot…,” you murmur, tugging at your jeans buckle. "Can you take off my jeans…?". You look at him with puppy dog eyes.

He audibly sucks in a breath, ears turning bright red at the thought of having to see you in any state of undress, he sighs and turns around to help you.

"Fine, I'll help you take them off Noona" He gingerly reaches towards your fly to pop the button, all the while keeping his eyes trained on his hand and not letting them wander.

In his peripheral vision though he realized that you were completely bare under the shirt you had tossed, Jisung gulped hard, his brain short circuiting for a moment before you sighed in relief as you took over undressing and started to peel off your jeans while you staggered into the bathroom and closed the door.

Jisung stood frozen in his spot, the image of you full perky breasts burning into his memory. Heat and blood rushed to his cock immediately filling him out. He knew he had to get the fuck out of that room and fast. But leaving you there in that state would mean letting anyone come in to take advantage of you and that was even worse.

The sounds of the shower turning on and a little ruckus from you struggling to get clean in your tipsy state came through the bathroom door, Jisung gulped hard, his imagination was running wild, there was literally only a door separating him from your naked form in the bathroom, he could already imagine the water cascading down your soft skin and God those fucking tits? He groaned dragging his palm over his face, he was so down bad for his best friend’s sister and there was nothing he could do about it.

He knew he absolutely had no chance for several reasons, the most being that you never looked at him that way, except as your little brother’s best friend who you babied alot, another reason being that Felix would absolutely kill him if he ever knew he thought about his sister like that.

The water stopped running and Jisung stood alert, not knowing what to do with himself as he heard you finish.

“Sungie?” You called.

“I’m here…?” he called back, almost like a question than an answer.

You gingerly opened the door a little and poked your head out to him.

“I dont have a shirt” you said in a small voice, you were already feeling a little better after you threw up and washed yourself, but the pain and anger from earlier still lingered. You were a bit more sober than before with just an underlying buzz.

His eyerows immediately shot up, completely disappearing under his bangs, he rushed to pull off his own shirt to offer to you without really thinking. “Oh right! Sorry you can put this on!” He said, stretching a very toned and musclar arm towards you.

Your eyes locked onto his body. Wow.

You hadn’t seen him shirtless for years now and you had heard in passing that one of Felix’s friends had gotten tattoos but you never really bothered to know who it was or what they got, so the markings of ink on your little brother’s best friend’s body was not something you expected to see.

He had a compass on his right pec, along with a gothic text saying BLESSED, and some smaller sentences underneath it that you could not quite make out. You let your eyes roam even further, checking out his very tight and toned body, he wasn’t as big as San but damn was he fine!

Without really meaning to, you took a step closer to get a better look at the writing on Jisung’s tattoo, in the process letting go of the door you hid behind. He instantly turned red, eyes nearly popping out of its socket when he saw your naked tits for the second time that night.

“Your tattoos,” you reached for his chest, tracing your fingernail along the smaller writing, which in turn caused Jisung to shudder under your touch. “What do they mean?”

Completely stupefied, His mouth hung open his words failing him. “Wh-what?”

You took another step closer, stepping completely into his space still blissfully unaware that you were flashing him as you had nothing but your panties on, Jisung wanted desperately to look away, to respect you but he was having a hard time taking his eyes off your beautiful body. The way your full perky breasts danced with each breath and movement, he watched as you stared in awe at his own body, not even bothering to hide your approval, your palm laid flat over the BLESSED ink and your other hand came up to touch him too like you were examining an expensive piece of sculptural art.

“Beautiful” You muttered wistfully under your breath but still he caught it, it was when your fingers lightly brushed over his nipples that he jolted out of his temporary paralysis. His hand instantly flew up to stop yours from causing more damage to his resolve.

“Noona! Wait, I… your shirt?” He offered weakly. The tip of his ears had turned a pretty shade of red, he hadn’t had any alcohol but at this point, he was the one who looked more tipsy between the two of you with his red face and dilated pupils.

“So pretty”

Your brain supplied the only two simple words that occupied it as you looked up to meet his eyes, seeing him like that with such a fucked out expression instantly had you realizing the state of your undress which he had just pointed out. That sobered you up completely.

Jisung knew the moment he saw your eyes widen, that you had just now realized the position you both were in, he fully expected you to scream or run back into the bathroom or something. Anything. You only just stared back at him in mild shock but you didn’t move, you didn’t even take your hands off his body, it was like you were frozen in place but very much assertive.

You knew at that moment that you were about to do something really fucking stupid. You knew you were going to regret it, but stubbornly you wanted to leave the consequences for future y/n to handle, you could worry about all that shit later, hell you could even blame it on the alcohol but right now, you were hurting and you needed to numb the pain, you needed to forget.

With newfound courage, you leaned in closer, standing up on your tippy toes and your eyes flitting from his own eyes to his soft looking lips and back.

Jisung knew instantly what was about to happen, the atmosphere in the room was suddenly charged and you could literally cut the tension with a knife. As you pressed your breasts to his chest when you stood on your toes to reach him, he knew at that point that he had lost the battle between common sense and his already raging boner.

“Fuck it” He swooped down and captured your lips, meeting you halfway there and you instantly melted into him.

Your hands slid up his body and found purchase behind his neck, he in turn wrapped his arms around your small waist, pulling you impossibly closer and deepening the kiss. You both moved against each others lips, seemingly not being able to get enough of each other, the kiss went from gentle to heated in a matter of seconds, both your hands groping each other wildy.

The two of you stumble backwards and fall on the bed, only breaking apart for him to pepper kisses along your jawline and down your neck.

You straddled him already feeling how much he wanted you, his impressive length sat thick and hard against your butt, your underwear being only material separating you from him.

“I need to know if you’re sure about this” he mouthed against your neck, “Noona, if we dont stop now-“

“I dont know what i want Ji, but i dont want to stop” you moaned, grinding down on his member and eliciting a desperate groan from him.

He pulled you away from him just to scan your face, he wasnt sure who even looked more fucked out between the both of you. You lifted your body off him climbing down from the bed completely, not breaking eye contact you hooked your thumbs onto your panties and slowly pulled, gyrating your hips in a sexy manner and watching his eyes follow every movement. Jisung visibly swallowed when you kicked off the offending material and stood before him in your birthday suit.

You had to be the most beautiful creature he ever set his eyes on, he could hardly believe he wasn’t in one of his wet dreams where you were a regular visitor.

Jisung sprawls to a sitting position on the bed, legs opened wide, head lifted and eyes on you, beckoning you closer.

"Sungie-" you crawl on the bed and kneel between his open thighs, raking a hand through his messy hair.

He tilts his face upwards, sitting up taller, "Yes Noona."

His hands ghost on the outside of your body, not touching, but asking wordlessly for permission to touch. You groan, climbing into his lap and grasping one of his hands to press it into your ass.

Jisung moans your name, fingers biting into the bare cheek of your ass as he tumbles back onto the bed just as your lips ghost over his.

"Let me take care of you" You whisper to him.

He responds with his hands greedily trying to roll your hips into his trapped erection. You giggle at that, drawing out another groan from him along with a string of profanities.

Sitting up, you press your full weight into his pelvis, Jisung starts to whine underneath you, bucking into your soft ass.

"Tsk tsk, don't get so worked up just yet," you kiss his cheekbone before sitting back.

You come into his space after taking in the view of him beneath you, you plant a soft kiss to his lips and down his cheek, along his jaw and neck. As your hands work to unbutton his jeans, he lifts his hips with your guidance and you gift him another soft kiss before pulling them off and tossing along with your other discarded clothing.

The air between the two of you sizzles with anticipation. Slowly, tauntingly you reach up to cup him through his briefs, watching as his head kicks back with a pitchy groan.

“I want you to taste me Ji” you said before gently pushing him back to lie against the pillows.

He followed your lead, lying back and gazing up at you as you straddled him. He touched every expanse of your skin that was within his reach, your breasts, your stomach, your ass, he grabbed at everything. It was like he wanted to memorize every curve and contour of your body.

Your cunt was already drenched, you had soaked a wet patch through his briefs, leaving a pussy sized stain on it. You then lifted yourself, moving to positioning yourself so your cunt was hovering over his head.

“Wanna cum on your mouth…” you said before letting your body down on his waiting mouth.

He looked up at you with those beautiful eyes, eyes that were already rolling back at your taste.

He lapped at your folds, tongue fucking into your core. You grabbed his hair rolling your hips on his tongue. As you rolled your hips you leaned back to grab his cock through his soiled briefs, his precum staining the underwear and making more of a mess that you left it.

He jumped at the sudden touch making him groan. You started moving your hand on him, squeezing and pumping him faster and faster knowing he wasn’t gonna last.

“Keep that up and i’m gonna cum” he choked out. You let go of him making him whine ruining his high.

“Please” he whimpered.

“Why should I let you cum when you haven’t even made me cum yet hmm?” You teased.

Jisung was now on a mission, sucking at your clit as you rode his face. He nibbled on you ever so gently, the moan you let out had his head spinning .

You were getting close- He was already there and desperately fucking into your hand for a release.

His hands found their way to your hips pulling you down onto him as far as you could, basically smothering himself in your cunt. His hands slinking their way up your chest to twist at your hardened sensitive nipples. As much as you wanted to protest you didn’t, feeling your high quickly approaching. Something he knew all too well was that you needed his touch, you craved it as much as he craved yours.

“I need you to cum for me! Please Noona” he begged. Those pretty eyes stared up at you with desperation. You snapped. Pulling his hair harshly as your thighs closed around him. Your orgasm came crashing down on you like a tsunami.

When you finally came down from your high and your legs stopped trembling, you moved yourself back down and without a warning, pulled him free of his briefs and you sunk yourself down taking his throbbing cock fully. Your cunt fit so perfectly on him.

“Fuuuuuckkkk”, He moaned out, body twitching like he was trying to get away, “You’re - I’m-“

He couldn’t even get out the words before he was cumming inside of you, cock twitching deep inside you, you rolled your hips as you felt him pump you full of cum over and over again, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his hands gripping your waist so tight you were sure it would leave nail marks.

“I’m sorry!” he said in a whisper, closing his eyes tight and not being able to bring himself to look at you, and yet he made no move to pull you off because guess what? His cock was still very hard.

You started to move up and down on his sensitive cock, not caring about his overstimulation. His hands gripped at your hips pathetically whimpering.

“Then make it up to me Sungie” you smirk, not slowing your movements, you knew he had more in him judging by how he was still rock solid inside you.

Jisung easily lifted you with his arms and flipped you over, you landed under him and he sunk back into your sopping heat in one stroke, your cunt already slick and messy with your mixed juices.

“I can do that y/n” his eyes darkened and it was like he flipped a switch the moment he flipped you over, something primal was dancing behind his eyes.

“Oh God!” You moaned as he started to thrust into you, creating a sharp and steady tempo, his skin slapped yours repeatedly making pornographic lewd sounds that mixed with the music in the background.

He doesn't relent fucking into your cunt, looking down at where you were joined and watching how you were literally sucking him in, Jisung felt as though his eyes might roll to the back of his head from the sight alone.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking tight," he groans, throwing his head back as he pistons his hips as if to match the beat of the music outside. “So good”

"Jisung!" you yell, you felt yourself quiver as your orgasm slammed into you with the onslaught of his cock on that sweet spot he kept hitting that had your back arching.

He picked up your left leg and threw it over his shoulder, creating a deeper angle, he felt like he might have convulsed from pleasure in that moment.

Jisung had his mind set, he was going to ‘make it up to you’ as you wanted and to do that, he wasn’t going to stop until you were shaking, sobbing mess, until you marked his back with your pretty nails murmuring nothing but his name over and over like a prayer. Even if this was going to be his only opportunity, he wanted to fuck the memory of San out of your body.

He was rutting his hips into yours so desperately now, his bottom lip caught between his teeth and eyebrows drawn together as he tried to hold himself back from spilling inside of you again, he needed to make this last, but the way you were clenching around him and fucking him back, the way your body responded to every movement had his self control hanging by a thread.

"Sungie! Please please- ah fuck! Please" you begged, pulling his head down and biting into his neck as your second orgasmn crashed down on you, your body convulsed beneath him, you saw white.

“I’m cumming!” You managed to gasp.

"That’s it Noona, just a little longer and i’m gonna fill you up so fucking good" Jisung mutters.

He felt you squeeze and clench around him again as he fucked you through your orgasm. he couldn’t hold out much longer, so gathered the last of his energy to slam his cock against your slippery warm walls so fucking hard you has practically become one with the bed.

“I’m cumming! Take it baby” he groaned. His hips stilled as he gave you ropes and ropes of his cum.

Jisung scattered wet kisses all over your face and chest as he slowly pumped out the last bits of his cum into your spent cunt. You both panted heavily as you came down from your highs, holding onto each other tightly like you were scared you would drift away.

A comfortable silence fell upon you both and you separately wondered about the events that just happened, you ran your fingers through his hair that had gotten damp with sweat, he lifted his head to search your eyes.

“Are you okay y/n” he asked in a small voice, the primal version of him suddenly back in its shell. “Did i hurt you?”

You smiled sweetly at him. “No you didn’t sungie, i can handle it” you winked and he blushed red.

“Okay noona, but i think its time to get you home for real” Jisung said, standing and retreating to the bathroom to get towels so he could clean you up. You made to sit up and follow him but he shook his head no and gestured that you lie back down.

You knew that by morning, after the hangover you were sure to get, you were going to be in a whole lot of shit, but you just allowed yourself a night of escape, you would think about what you had done later, right now all you wanted was to be taken care of by your little brothers best friend who had just fucked the living daylights out of you.

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Authors Note: This was a result of my horny friends imagination! I just brought it to life!

Please leave a like and reblog if you love it!

[eph3merall]

📞 : v-day gifts w all my pairs ( and au's ) . . .

an. havent had motivation to post lately so sorry if this is eh. i promise im working on reqs when im able to. got a lil lazy at the end i apologize

# fratboy!chris x loser!reader ★

candy n sweets from loser. chris didnt get her anything. she got personalized rolling paper for him, with a little heart and her name. maybe she wanted chris to like her a little more, even as he just eyes her weirdly when she hands the little bag of gifts to him. inside, he finds lollipops of various of his favorite flavors, a pair of earrings, the rolling paper, another new lighter, and a simple black cap. a piece of paper is slipped inside that reads, 'happy valentines day! ur cool :)' from loser, because she didnt have the courage to tell him she loves him. chris doesn't know how to react, only nodding his head and placing the bag somewhere onto the mess of his desk.

# artist!matt x muse!writer!reader ᝰ.ᐟ

matt painted a scenic view of the forest walk they took just a few weeks ago. a dusting of snow on the ground, tall trees, the filter of sunlight that peeks through the trees. muse is seen in the background, laughing, running towards matt who had captured the moment on his photography camera. he added pink hearts around the corner, a sticky note on the back said 'cutie! happy v-day baby'. muse got standard chocolates, a box of conversation hearts ( that tasted like chalk ), and a new paintbrush for matt. along with that, she poured her heart out into a little note for him, smiling all shy when matt read it. lets say, they ended up 'loving' eachother lots later that night.

# dealer!chris x innocent!bff!reader ꒰ঌ ໒꒱

bff got chris a bracelet and homemade cookies. she made the bracelet too, the beads still littering her room when she got too mad that it wouldnt tie off. the little beads being brown and blue, alternating translucent brown circles and baby blue stars. she handed a little tray of sugar cookies to chris straight on, murmuring a little 'happy valentines day', then sliding the bracelet onto his wrist. chris had to fight the urge to start laughing, hating the way the beads rubbed at his skin so unusually. ( he forgets he has it on sometimes and wonders why his friends and clients stare at him strangely sometimes ). he offered you a hug and presented you a necklace. 'how much was this?' 'nah.. nah, dont worry bout it.'

# toxic!matt + toxic!chris , and toxic!ex!matt 𖦹°‧

the two brothers respectfully did not get anything for their girls at all. whatever gifts they got, they're acting all grateful and happy to appease them for another day ( and to hopefully get into their pants by the end of the night ). and, well, the two of them do.

toxic!ex!matt got you some expensive jewelry just to keep you around for a little longer. the little note he got from you was cute, or whatever, he doesn't remember what it says though when he's fucking you at the end of the day.

# gamer!matt x sleepy!reader ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

sleepy woke up late, 'forgetting' what day it was. matt is already up, talking on the phone with chris when he sees her shift around in his bed. he's quick to hide the little love letter he wrote on his desk, shoving it into a random bag nearby. for the rest of the day, the two are out and about, having fun. sleepy lets matt treat her to a museum tour, food, and any other little things she ends up buying. once the two are home and when matt is in the shower, sleepy has a little basket sat on her lap for when he's out. 'payed secretly for some stuff today... only some of it though, like this teddy bear'. it was various little items and things you know matt liked, and she felt practically ecstatic seeing the way his face lit up. matt is basically vibrating with excitement, quick to fetch the little love letter in an envelope, placing a keychain into sleepy's hand as well.

# stalker!matt ( dont read if you dont like !!!!! you can block the stalker!matt tag as well if needed )

leaves a surprise gift box for you on your desk. of course, you don't know who he is—reading the note on the box that reads 'happy valentines day.' in scratchy handwriting. weirdly enough, it sort of resembles matts handwriting. but it couldn't be him, that would be weird and out of character. matt wouldnt do something like this. you have half a mind to not even open the box, until you do, and what greets you is a pretty pink pair of panties and necklace with a heart pendant.

# vampire!matt ꨄ︎

matching rings and cute new leg warmers for you. you got him a pair of jeans and homemade red velvet brownies, and he was honestly ecstatic. you two spent the day inside. unfortunately matt was absolutely set on the idea of showing you how much he loves you, after all, ( in his words ), it *is* valentines day.

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[aphel1on]

i have such a love for characters who descend into madness or villainy out of deep, deep empathy. characters who fundamentally cannot cope with the cruel realities they find themselves in and blow up about it in spectacular fashion. fallen angel type characters with tears of outrage in their eyes. characters who break before they bend, and break so badly they splatter blood all over their noble ideals. every variation on it gets me so good

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

do you even remember the lives that you threw away like trash

continuation of this

[ciderjacks]

dad issues

+

(I think they were all fundamentally affected by what they saw and just collectively decided not to share the upsetting details)

[vurelly]

it has been SO long since i last drew him, this was like coming home after several weeks of travel

[nemainofthewater]

Two days left, and currently Mobei-jun is in the lead with 29.6%, followed by Yan Wushi at 23%, and then Hua Cheng and Zhou Zishu in joint third with 7.9%.

Part one of tag propaganda under the cut, part 2 with the write in candidates will be in the next reblog

Yan Wushi

#yan wushi your tits are iconic. to me by @web-novel-polls

#the trashcan speaks#he spends the entire donghua swaggering around like this. evilly.#world's chillest man goes on a nonconsensual road trip by @mu-qingfang-stan-account

#im sorry but yan wushi literally has his tits out 24/7#its canon#just look at him#i dont think he's the necessarily the hottest out of this selection but tits are out#polls by @antique-forvalaka

#no no the typo is perfect#it's th👀usand autumns forever now#obviously had to give this one to yan “tits out for the jianghu” wushi#mobei jun is also a strong contender but ultimately lacks the sluttish energy that puts yan wushi in the no 1 spot#poll#cdrama poll#official boob poll by @woolasaur

#thousand autumns#yan wushi#😄🥰#though anyway it's more like the donghua yan wushi than the novel but still... 😉 by @eaion

#yan wushi just somehow feels the most tits out#despitr the fact that there's more tit visible for some of thebother choices#i just can't explain it#he has most tits out vibes by @tinypinkmouse

#YAN WUSHI#PLEASE#😂 by @angelicapocalypse

#yws duh by @kagesu

#yan wushi's tits are always out in the spiritual sense even when they are physically covered by @verlaines-ex

#I was torn between Mobei-jun and Yan Wushi but I decided on Yan Wushi and here's why:#Mobei-jun has his tits out because the hamster god designed him to have his tits out#Yan Wushi has his tits out because he wants to have his tits out by @randomseacucumber

#yan wushi vs zhou zishu ???? dont make me CHOOSE#(i chose zzs bc i accidentally skipped over yws and didnt see him)#(also. thoosand autumns lmao)#ALSO. why is mbj winning. yws is more tits out by @ashes-onthewind

Mobei-jun

#mobei jun was tits out even in the freezing cold that means something#also shoutout but not mentioned- the entire female cast of curse of the golden flower#all that crying and running down stairs while breasting boobily the entire time by @bitterfrosts

#at this point i can't even remember if it's canon or fanon#but in my heart it's mobei jun by @gege

#mobei jun's tits are legendary by @highwarlockkareena

#its literally not mobei jun if his tits are not out. in this list he's the most consistently tits out character#+in 80% of his google search images. its on the donghua cover. blindingly so#& the way that in the fandom the coverage/cleavage also truly is adjusted according to the occasion so that atp its a recognisably#integrated part of his wardrobe. half the time also serving a plot purpose if its a slash fic <3 no surprise in seeing him winning#AND he's a demon... seeing all the character designs of demons in svsss.. its almost like a point of pride and tradition#not to say the other characters are not out tho.. yan wushi or sm good others.....i just love mbj ok by @chord-assassination

#mobei jun by @kanronotatsu

#Mobei-Jun's chest is a defining feature of his creation!#I remain loyal to my king 😤#Lemmi hold those tits my liege 🤲 they look heavy by @livingmeatloaf

#normally so dissapointed in the scum villain ratio of these polls but im so glad this one is right#a defining part of mobei jun is that those thangs are thanging#they bounce when he goes down stairs by @theunconsecrated

Duke Su

#i know he's an underdog but i have to vote my heart#duke su your no shirt sword practice in the rain will always be famous to me 😔 by @noswordinourlake

Mu Sheng

#mu sheng#love game in eastern fantasy#guide to capturing a black lotus#feel so robbed that we didn't get any bath scenes in the drama#it's like a kdrama that doesn't have the ML brooding in the shower scene by @notacatdown

Whether full shirt off or with a cleavage low enough to tantalise, these characters are causing nosebleeds right, left, and centre

Write-ins, propaganda, and images are welcome!

ÉDIT - that moment when you see the typo in the poll options just after posting but you can’t edit a poll 😭

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[fallowtail]

Big fan of the Hetty Scuttle

[autumn-may]

terrisas really funny ithink

[kindaasrikal]

Canonically speaking Kai very willingly cares for Lloyd. And he also isn’t the only one who does so. I know with fan content and with the rgb scenes in dragons rising it seems as if its JUST rgb who are sibling like but thats just not the case. The writers mainly do that because of how popular rgb is, but canonically all of them view each other as siblings (except nya and jay for obvious reasons) and they all have collectively taken care of Lloyd when he was younger as well as when he got older.

And Lloyd, whilst not in the same ‘older sibling’ way the others have, has also cared for them equally so.

I don’t think Kai regrets having to take care of Nya in anyway, and it was of the responsibility and the need to survive that traumatised him rather than the fact that he had to do it in general if you get what i mean. Not to mention the fact that Kai has taken on the burden of protecting people like a second skin for everyone, not just Lloyd.

They tend to be painted as siblings, but that doesn’t remove the fact that they’re also friends, as well as family when they legit didn’t have any other. I’d actually even say that having Nya around when he was younger actually saved Kai from becoming a huge ass. I’ve kinda talked about it before but i believe that if Kai didn’t have Nya around his character would’ve been widely different and more negative. To put it simply that mf LIKES taking care of people. They’re both also very capable people, who are equal in strengths, so i don’t think Lloyd has ever actually been a ‘burden’ for a long time now.

I'm so conflicted bout rg/rbg siblings because on one hand I think the fanart is nice and kai and lloyds dynamic is one of my favorites in the show but on the other hand I don't like what it does for kai's character.

Like kai has been through a lot even from a young age having to raise nya when he was a kid and be her protector. So him feeling obligated to take care of lloyd (for misako) just feels like it's dragging kai back to that old turama.

Where he's stuck taking care of a teen when he himself is a teen and needs to be his protector when that's the thing that caused him to loose his childhood doing it with nya.

Kai grew up fast and so did lloyd in different ways. As much as I want to say that kai giving lloyd a chance to be a kid when he couldn't be one by taking care of him is just sad in my opinion and frustrating

Cause lloyd already lost that childhood with tommows tea! There isn't a childhood to protect if it's already been ruined. Then theirs him trying to protect lloyd but that doesn't touch me cause lloyds the super powerful chosen one, he doesn't need protection and if he does it shouldn't all fall on kai.

Like I get kai protecting lloyd cause he's important and him thinking he should protect the green ninja but it's when they start saying that it's something more personal that I'm backing out of.

Tldr: lloyd feels like a burden kai has to carry that just forces him to relive his bad childhood and put himself in harms way for no reason just in the sake of protecting the savior of ninjago of all people. Like everyone is putting lloyd on kai's shoulders and it makes me feel bad to see art of him big brothering lloyd cause of it.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

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[sloanslone]

My english is not the best, forgive me! I've been following your work for a while now and you've been my biggest inspiration, thank you very much!

Aaaa question, what do you think about hermody??? I'm curious about that! How would Hermes react?

I'm really glad you enjoy my work 🩵 HermOdy is nice! I think they're actually kinda cute...Very (crack/comfort)shippy honestly! Hermes has a soft spot for Ody in my EPIC HC so...

Small doodle for funsies

(don't mind the weird tags)

[arcanegifs]

rewatch the show yall. it gets even better if you do.

[blossomzip]

realized i could not fit all my screaming in the tags—and because you took the time to compile thirteen poems you deserve screaming for all thirteen of them!! (actually this is highkey incoherent but......hay)

Isn't Every Love Poem an Unfinished Love Poem?, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz — from seungcheol

“praise the caps / of your shoulders, my lips / pressed against them.” is sooooo work song!csc coded and im on my knees. Love that art would stop in its tracks for when it appears. HELP ME. (AND THE WAY THE POEM JUST CUTS OFF W ONE LINE AT THE LAST STANZA LIKE ITS UNFINISHED RAHHHH)

If I Had Three Lives, Sarah Russell — from jeonghan

“to remember what skin feels like / when it’s alive.” quoting kae, is this not yjh!!!! this poem feels like the evil twin of better half, esp: “And I’d wonder sometimes / if I’d ever find you.” (when I come after u kae I too know your govt name and where u live WAG AKO)

True Love, Sharon Olds — from joshua

Again, this feels like ur hozier js fic (worship in the bedroom) (I love the u/ylangelegy cinematic universe!!) oh to love a joshua who is also your best friend, to be so comfortable with all aspects of life, spiritual, carnal, romantic, etc. “I cannot see beyond it. I cannot see beyond it.” Because this is everything already!! The most blessed time of [his] life!!!! (dont even get me started on the religious implications of that word choice vis a vis christian boy jisoo)

February & my love is in another state, José Olivarez — from junhui

The way this got me gagged from the first line—“when I walk down the street, I hold hands / with the wind.” JUNHUI MY SWEET MAN……. “sky so honey, I could almost taste it.” [wailing] JUNHUIIIII……. jun giving you a poem with “stay with me.” BYE I CANT DO THIS RN. in love & in solitude.....my wen junhui.......

Variations on the Word Love, Margaret Atwood — from soonyoung

Imagine ksy giving u this poem and it’s your first read ,, youre like 😦🙁 at the first half LMAOOO my guy is gonna be like JUST HEAR ME OUT— until u get to the second half. (Then there’s the two / of us.) ;; Ohhhmylord: “this word is not enough but it will / have to do.” “in wonder / and pain, a breath, a finger / grip on a cliffside.” Fall, but not into fear; into love. my ksy who stands tall in the face of fear etc

The Leash, Ada Limón — from wonwoo

a jww x ada limon poetry alignment with “I want to say: Don’t die.” and “Don’t die, I say,” SHOULD BE A PUNISHABLE OFFENSE. WHAT DO U MEANNNNN. KAEEE WHEN I CATCH YOU!!!! “Perhaps we are always hurtling our body towards / the thing that will obliterate us, begging for love / from the speeding passage of time” IF JWW GAVE ME THIS POEM I WOULD SOB. oh to love with eyes wide open, to see disaster in the world yet remain tender. (intrusive thought: apocalypse au jww)

You Do Not Have To Love Me, Leonard Cohen — from jihoon

LJH AND LEONARD COHEN DO U WANT ME TO DIEEEEEE. imagine a songwriter gifting you a poem from another songwriter I WANT TO DIE (2). the title alone is so jihoon. “while I am still / the many men who love you” oh my ljh you are both one of a kind and a man of multitudes. “I prayed that you would love me / and that you would not love me” STOP IT RNNN!!!! why is this so in the mood for love coded. 

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–, Rhiannon McGavin — from seokmin

lsm + domestic intimacy in the kitchen. so u want me to pass away. “I am enough / of you to warrant this flavor of intimacy” hit me harder than it had any right to YES YOU ARE ENOUGH OF ME LEE SEOKMIN MY LOVELY SUNSHINE BOY…..the last three lines (YOU’D CREATE ANOTHER UNIVERSE) has me running laps cos when will I get an everyday kind of romance…..bonus: w lee seokmin……..[nurse may baliw po]

O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love, Anne Carson — from mingyu

First of all. KIM MINGYU AND AN ANNE CARSON POEM HAS TO BE A CRIME. “I did a road trip / all over my mind and heart / and / there you were” is so uklg “all journey is return” coded . WITH YOUR LITTLE TOOLKIT / FIXING SOMETHING. Stop It . mingyu being both the clumsy type and one who shows love by acts of service (cooking, cleaning, helping his members etc) ++ THIS. all journey is return and I will find you quietly building and rebuilding and repairing!!!

The Quiet World, Jeffrey McDaniel — from minghao

in my head this is the lost in translation couple coded u cannot argue w me. the title alone?!?!!?!? hao saving his words for his most precious person…I rmr thinking of him as the most mysterious member even at the start so this is just Doing Something for me… being gifted a poem by hao with “I slowly whisper I love you / thirty-two and a third times.” (firm believer that his last word would be YOU—not i or love but YOU!!!! bc u are his love [wails])…… oh my xu minghao you are so dear to me…..your love is as steadfast as the sunrise

A Walk Round the Park, Sandra Lim — from seungkwan

“I laugh, because the pleasure was earned // yet vouchsafed, / and I made room for what was dead past and what // yet didn’t // exist.” MAN. what a line for bsk ,, oh to love and fast forward to the good part, knowing that you have endured the hardships!! “I was not always kind, but I // was clear.” IS SOOOO HIM !!! #1 communicator bsk (who will always try to be kind but will not always succeed, but oh he tries to clarify himself always)

Guilty of Dust, Frank Bidart — from vernon

LISTENNNN i love the thought of Vernon gravitating toward contemporary poetry—esp the more experimental ones in format. AND THIS POEM CHOICEEEEEEE!! kae I love your brain. “forgetful of my very self so often I / desired to die to myself to live in them” is this not chwe vernon coded. the thought of vernon gifting WHAT YOU LOVE IS YOUR FATE and you are each other’s love (and therefore fate) bye I rly cant do this.

First Date, Megan Williams — from chan

A first date poem for chan are u kidding me. also the imagery of this is reminding me of that one time he was on a show n he met up w and drove (?) a carat as part of a segment and . im not okay. “The bridges in this city are famous & / terrible. My love is too.” + “All my / life, I’ve been pivoting to emptiness.” LEE CHAN GET BEHIND ME…… but the thought of chan gifting you a poem w “I want the warmth of your gaze to / convince me that living is worth the / discomfort.” + “…is a small price to pay for a hand in mine.” is SOOOOO…!!!! love in the every day…to bear discomfort, not to say it disappears with a lover's presence, but simply that discomfort is made worth it.....dont touch me rn.

svt & love poems they'd give you.

★ footnotes: decided to marry the two halves of my heart this valentine's: svt and poetry. this is unashamedly inspired by the brilliant @heartepub, whose constant intersection of svt x poetry inspires me to no end. viv, you are an entire poem in itself; i would give you all the pretty words in the world, if i could. + happy carat day, everyone!

seungcheol ★ Isn't Every Love Poem an Unfinished Love Poem?, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz

Praise the caps of your shoulders, my lips pressed against them.

Praise the poem I was trying to finish when you showed up

at my door.

jeonghan ★ If I Had Three Lives, Sarah Russell

If I had three lives, I'd marry you in two. The other? Perhaps that life over there at Starbucks, sitting alone, writing—a memoir, maybe a novel or this poem. […] I'd walk the beach at sunrise, find perfect shell spirals and study pockmarks water makes in sand. And I'd wonder sometimes if I'd ever find you.

joshua ★ True Love, Sharon Olds

I quietly call to you and you come and hold my hand and I say I cannot see beyond it. I cannot see beyond it.

junhui ★ February & my love is in another state, José Olivarez

stay with me. while the sky is still golden, hold the ladder so i can climb, & from the highest rung, i can scrape away a drizzle of light to wear around my neck. alone

is the star i follow. in love & in solitude: alone is the home with the warmest glow.

soonyoung ★ Variations on the Word Love, Margaret Atwood

This word is far too short for us, it has only four letters, too sparse to fill those deep bare vacuums between the stars that press on us with their deafness. It's not love we don't wish to fall into, but that fear. this word is not enough but it will have to do.

wonwoo ★ The Leash, Ada Limón

But sometimes, I swear I hear it, the wound closing like a rusted-over garage door, and I can still move my living limbs into the world without too much pain, can still marvel at how the dog runs straight toward the pickup trucks break-necking down the road, because she thinks she loves them, because she’s sure, without a doubt, that the loud roaring things will love her back,

jihoon ★ You Do Not Have To Love Me, Leonard Cohen

I wrote all these songs for you I burned red and black candles shaped like a man and a woman I married the smoke of two pyramids of sandalwood I prayed for you I prayed that you would love me and that you would not love me

seokmin ★ Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–, Rhiannon McGavin

To make my birthday cake from scratch, you wouldn’t just plant strawberries: you’d create another universe. I wanted you

warm and close as fresh laundry and here we are, Tuesday. Of course you love me, you’re wearing one of my socks.

mingyu ★ O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love, Anne Carson

I did a road trip all over my mind and heart and there you were kneeling by the roadside with your little toolkit fixing something.

Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

minghao ★ The Quiet World, Jeffrey McDaniel

Late at night, I call my long distance lover, proudly say I only used fifty-nine today. I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond, I know she’s used up all her words, so I slowly whisper I love you thirty-two and a third times.

seungkwan ★ A Walk Round the Park, Sandra Lim

We did not say much to each other but

we grinned, because this love was so good you sucked the

rib bones

and I licked my fingers like a cat.

Now I’m omniscient. I’m going to skip past

the hard

parts that go on for a very long time.

vernon ★ Guilty of Dust, Frank Bidart

the voice in my head said

LOVE IS THE DISTANCE BETWEEN YOU AND WHAT YOU LOVE

WHAT YOU LOVE IS YOUR FATE

chan ★ First Date, Megan Williams

I want the warmth of your gaze to convince me that living is worth the discomfort. That other people can like me. That the bottlenecked bridge full of squealing tires & suckers who can't merge is a small price to pay for a hand in mine.