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You mad-lads have done it 😯
Which I know this is just a floating number cause I lose and gain people everyday lmao
But it’s cause for celebration!! 🎉 so here’s a fun poll to let you guys decide on who we should party with 😉
Winner of said poll will get a follow up to decide on what I should write about lmao
That’s all the ones I can fit so choose wisely 😆 I’ll get started on the next poll as soon as this one ends!!
Big thank you to everyone for your support, follows, likes, reblogs, comments, just everything!! 😘 💜
#lipglossanon#lipglossrambles#milestone celebration#or at least it is to me lmao#you guys are amazing#i love and appreciate you all#😘
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David, get back here! We gotta celebrate 1000 followers!
That's better! 🍿
#david tennant#david tennant in chairs#legs for days#just like all the limbs#soft scottish hipster gigolo#virgin media ads#he's so pretty#and silly#and basically perfect#plenty of room on that lap#i wanna take a bite out of those drumsticks#can I also get a ticket for that ride?#thank you everyone#i love and appreciate you all#especially the thirsty bitches (gender neutral) like myself
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you haven’t posted on ao3 or tumblr in a while? i kinda gathered from stuff that you have health problems lately or something but are you ever going to update again or? sorry not trying to sound rude at all just wondering
Hey, friend.
I do in fact feel bad for the length of time it’s been since I updated on any platform… and slightly worse after receiving this, but I know you had no ill intentions, and your eagerness for updates is very much appreciated. 😭
You are correct in gathering that I haven’t been well, though unfortunately I’m not just feeling under the weather. Without going into too much detail, as of this past May, I’m dealing with the recurrence of a major illness. I don’t always have the physical capacity or wherewithal to write at the moment, so I hope you’ll be patient with me as I continue fighting the good fight.
That being said, I’m trying my very best to update as much as possible. I actually will have an Hourglass chapter to post very soon! During this time of slower updates, reading YOUR wonderful works has breathed so much life into my daily routines. This fandom is such a joy, so I owe many thanks to everyone I interact with here.
I truly hope to be posting something a hell of a lot more fun than this very soon!! 💕
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just a note to people wanting the queenmaker taglist that I do not live on tumblr and it can take me up to two weeks to go through and update the taglist - asking twice is only making it confusing when I go back through my notes!
If you want to be sure you aren't going to get missed then send a PM that can sit in my empty inbox rather than replying to multiple posts, then you'll get a reply when you're added etc. Otherwise, trust 🙏
#i love and appreciate you all#love having you that's why the taglist is still open#but i have two jobs and four ongoing fics and a sick horse 🙏#i'll get around to the taglist 😭😂❤️
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good morning sinners! i'm here-ish today. i'll be splitting my attentions between all three blogs today and editing their sites and stuff.
#♕♕ sympathy for the writer [ ooc ]#if you need me my disco is insomniacavery#i love and appreciate you all
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I’ve made a taglist form if anyone is interested in joining it!
#the fact that anyone likes my writing in the first place is so mind blowing to me#especially since I haven’t written much in like years#i love and appreciate you all#the bad batch#star wars
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When you write for a small fandom and the same people leave kudos on your latest fic:
❤️💕🥰💖✨🥹
#ao3 kudos#fanfiction writers#ao3 writer#i love and appreciate you all#kudos are better than drugs#fanfiction#ao3
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I was just thinking about how I miss you! To specify, not your fic updates so much as your general hilarious and genuine internet presence. Which yes is weird bc we do not know each other or live in the same country. But I hope you’re doing ok. I’m gonna reread one of your fics tonight as a treat to myself, maybe Wonderland? I hope you are crazy excited for Halloween btw!
Ooof I keep writing out my response and then deleting. how much is too much, haha? Probably all of it.
To condense- I am working on a comeback and being more lively. I needed the break, though, and to recalibrate what I enjoy about being here, as well as affirm my circle of friends and just spend more time among them as a reminder that the few deeply awful people who find their way in are in a small minority.
This break has been really wonderful, though, even if I've been less charming on main. I've made new friendships across my usual ships and spent more time among older friendships that I wasn't doing the best job maintaining.
And I freed myself from the obligation of writing nearly 30k words a week, and updating multiple times a week and wow wouldn't you know it, that was stressing me out HAHA. I'm wading back in. I needed to just see nothing ACOTAR related for a while, to block better, and just remove all the discourse from my brain.
Yeah yeah curate your experience but ah. It does work lmao.
I hope you (and everyone) knows how supported I've felt, and how genuinely grateful I am for everyone who has sent nice messages that are currently languishing in my askbox, along with all the silliness I've been staring at, trying to think of something equally silly to say back.
I think I'll be back in full force for the holidays. I signed up for the gift exchange too, and you know ya girl has to outdo last year (somehow)
#anyway!#i love and appreciate you all#im like that kind who moved away for a while but now im back#and i dont know how to talk to people lmao
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i love my mutuals so much like. what did i do to deserve all of you??
#like idk what i did or said to make so many wonderful people want to follow me#but just know i don't take that for granted#you all mean so much to me and have made it so much easier to accept myself and my kink#I LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOU ALL
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UPDATE ✍️
Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been writing much lately. I've been super sick, and busy, and dealing with a crippling amount of drama on here and in my life in general. Plus, my birthday is next week!! So be on the look out for my sleepover 👀💗
But I'm feeling a LOT better now and things have calmed down a bit, so hopefully I will be able to finish all of your asks soon!! Thank you for being so patient ☺️💗
#💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙thoughts#hannah wants to die a lil'#hannah is tired#i love and appreciate you all#so much#and your asks#and your ass#ong
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It's been a while since I've gone on a long ramble or posted a writing snippet. I'll just mosey on over to my tumblr and see what sort of asks I've got waiting for me in my inbox and...
Wait.
I...
Wait, wait, hold on, wait... I need a minute here.
Seriously though, I'm amazed and humbled to have reached reached this milestone of 1000 followers.
I always thought that if I got to this point I'd make a big pretty picture to celebrate or do a raffle or something, but between being unable to draw due to health reasons (don't worry, it's nothing serious), focusing on the Phantom of Sunny Day Jack project, and already owing a story from my poll results... I suppose a bunch of cat gifs and older art of my avatar reflecting how I feel is the best I can do with the spoons I have right now. That and a bit of a ramble.
Thank you, all of you, for following me. Thank you for liking, reblogging, and especially commenting on my work. For as much as I have a tendency to ramble, I find myself lacking the words to convey just how much your positive feedback means to me. It means the world to me that so many of you enjoy what I create so much that you want to keep up to date with what I'm up to, even if it's just reblogging cat memes or silly shitposts.
Thank you, every single one of you. Thank you for sticking around and listening to me. I hope you all continue to enjoy following this silly little writer with her rambling headcanons and stories. I love you all.
#My Art#I hope this silly edit conveys even a fraction of my feelings#you're all just so sweet#thanks for spending time with me#I love and appreciate you all
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Kaiba sexy blue eyes white dragon cosplay
OOOOOOO Nice one! Absolutely!
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!
i hope 2023 treats everyone who reads this well and brings you whatever you want or need. i’ve chosen to believe it is going to be a good one.
thank you to all my mutuals for being a part of my journey this past 2022. i can’t wait to see what 2023 brings us (only good things, please!) and for us to experience it together in one way or another.
sending so much love to everyone (and strength to those who need it now more than ever).
let’s try to be happy this year!
❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Tags pt 1
@luvseungcheol ahhh thank you 🤭 I tried this genre out for all 3 members of the 95 line, I hope you enjoyed all of them ❤️
@lixiesstarfreckless yesss there are more, for all of the 95 line 🤭
@lolabunnygyu asdfghkl perfect? 🤭 thank you for reading, I was so nervous for this series 😬
@baedreamverse @bonbon-daily ahhhh thank you ❤️
Anything and Always (YJH)
Was it really love if it didn't include just a little madness? What was love if it didn't cross the line? And how was it love if it wasn't regardless of anything and longer than always?
Pairing - Afab!reader x Yoon Jeonghan
Word count - 3.9K (this is a miracle)
Genre - Oof buckle up my friends. This is a halloween special so I tried not hold back - its a psycho-thriller, there's smut and then there's more pyscho-ness, it's a rideee! Warnings under the cut!
A/n - It's the week leading up to Halloween folks! Unfortunately I'm not the biggest fan of clowns and ghosts and vampires etc, but I do love me a good dose of psychos (who I think are scarier btw) so here you goooo! You can also check out Seungcheol's and Joshua's!
Big big big thanks to @tusswrites and @tomodachiii - you guys were really the hands behind this one ❤️
warnings - death, murder, blood, lots of toxic emotions like jealousy, possessiveness, extreme insensitivity, PDA, sex in a public place but no one sees them? unprotected sex, rough sex, filthy talk, marking, manhandling, mentions of blowjobs and sloppy seconds, mentions of exhibitionism, choking, creampie, fingering, stalking, obsession, disposing bodies mentioned?, honestly this whole fic is just a warning at this point, idk what to say
“.....Police say that this is possibly the most brutal act of violence they have come across in Seoul city in a long time. The forensics department is still trying to identify the body but estimate that the time of death might have been around 6 months ago. The motive of the crime is still unclear and….”
Ignoring the sound of the tv you glanced at the two figures on the other side of the glass, standing close to each other, snickering away. Your hand tightened around the letter opener, the sharp edge slicing your skin open, blood trickling down your fist. The crimson felt cold but there was a strange fire coursing through your being.
How dare she? How dare she twirl her hair like a schoolgirl and put her hands on him? And what kind of fool did she take you to be? Did she think you couldn’t see the way she was stuck to your boyfriend like a leech or did she want you to see her making a move on your man? If it was the latter then she was most definitely successful – your eyes hadn’t left their huddled figures in the last ten minutes. At least not until red began to leak onto the papers strewn on the table. Groaning slightly, you quickly let the blade go and grabbed a tissue instead.
But you couldn’t let go of what was happening outside.
Pushing your chair back, you reached for your red satin gloves and slipped them on, covering your wound. It stung as the cloth grazed your skin but you knew it would feel better later, when you’ll run your hand through your boyfriend’s soft tresses as he fucks you into oblivion. He always made everything so much better.
In complete contrast to the professional approach you’ve always advised your employees to maintain, you opened the door of your cabin and walked over to the pair, hugging your boyfriend from behind, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Han.” You muttered, placing a soft kiss on the side of his neck before glancing at the woman before you. She tried not to look at you, the same way the entire office was averting their eyes, choosing to look down at the floor instead. Afterall, no one wanted to see their boss romancing right in the middle of the workspace. You didn’t care what they thought, at least not anymore. All that mattered to you was what Jeonghan felt, so when he slowly pulled your hands away from him, you were a little hurt.
But in all fairness, Jeonghan was always like this. Always so wary of people around him, always so conscious, always so proper. If you were being honest, even you used to be the same until a few months ago. Until Jeonghan came into your life to be precise.
Before him life was different. Inheriting your father’s company at such a young age meant you had to prove you were worthy, you had to make sure you were taken seriously. That’s why you made it a point to enforce discipline at work – employees always had to be on time, tardiness was looked down upon, improper dressing was not allowed, discussing anything unrelated to work was not permitted and office romance was strictly forbidden. Again, all that was until Jeonghan made his way into your office one fine day, to interview for the position of your secretary.
You still remembered the moment he walked into your room, clutching his file against his chest, looking around with big eyes. Your childhood nanny turned caretaker introduced him, stating he was a smart guy who just finished his MBA and had a lot of potential. Apparently, a few months ago, he was recruited on the street and used to work as a part time model in your company – you couldn’t seem to recollect his face as he went on explaining how he wanted to do a more serious job now. Surely you would have known if the literal man of your dreams worked in the same space as you right? But then again, before your father died and you took over, you used to work in the writing column of this fashion magazine, the photography side of things was never in your radar. Yoon Jeonghan was never in your radar.
Making him your secretary was quite an easy decision – he had the qualifications, he already knew the company in and out and very soon, he knew you just the same too.
Well, almost.
He knew you took your coffee with foam art but he didn’t know it was because you liked that concentrated look on his face when he making it. He knew you always wore gloves as a fashion statement, but didn't know it was also to stop yourself from digging your nails into your skin every time you were stressed. He knew your caretaker and how important she was to you, but he didn’t know she was the closest thing you had to a mother, one whose presence you craved since you were a child. He knew inheriting this company had always been your dream but he didn’t know it was you who mixed the sleeping pills in your father’s milk that led to his overdose.
Albeit you only added enough to make sure he wouldn’t make it to the extremely important meeting the next day. The idea was that you would have gotten the chance to replace him as CEO temporarily and show the board your talent, but apparently your father was weak enough to die from that miniscule amount, allowing you to permanently take over his role. But this wasn’t your fault, was it? So there was nothing for Jeonghan to know about it.
Though there were a few things that he had discovered over time that a part of you wished he hadn’t - your anger, your impulsiveness, your stubbornness, your possessiveness…. He didn't know how bad it could get, but Jeonghan knew enough. That’s why the first thing he did when he pulled away from your grip was lead you to the private washroom in your cabin and fuck you mindless, thrusting into you hard and fast, letting your mark his neck carelessly.
Letting you mark him as yours.
“Fuck, baby.” He sighed, pulling you closer and wrapping your legs around his waist. Your pencil skirt went further up your torso as your boobs spilled out of your bra thanks to his sheer force as he showed no signs of slowing down. The granite of the sink counter felt unbearably cold against your bare ass but you didn’t care. Not when this position allowed him to ram into you while you ran your glove clad fingers in his hair, moaning right into his ear, and coaxing him further.
“Cum in me Hannie.” You purred, fingers digging into his arm. “Don't you want to fuck it back into me after work? I know how much you love your own sloppy seconds.”
“Don’t.” He groaned, his thrusts becoming harsher just at the thought of it. “We have an investor meeting after work today and I need to go pick up my niece after that. We can’t, baby.”
You rolled your eyes before pulling him into a heated kiss. This was what you loved and hated about this man. From day one, he was incredibly efficient, always so aware of your schedules, of which client calls to avoid, which pen to carry to sign official documents - he was the perfect secretary, always keeping an eye on everything. He was also a perfectly good man, always donning the sweetest smile, trying to be helpful, staying alert about your smallest needs and wants. As much as you loved how he looked after you, it was seeing him being nice to everyone else that bothered you.
Why did he have to lean over the desk of the girl clearly pretending to be stupid when he clarified her doubts? Why did he always agree to the dinners and the after work parties that various women in the company invited him to? Why did the lady in the canteen always bat her eyes at him and give him extra sandwiches? And was it your fault that one fine day nearly all these women decided to mass resign from your company? Yeah maybe you glared at them a bit too much and maybe you increased their workload to an unbearable amount but they chose to resign, that wasn’t on you right? Honestly, you should have stopped employing women after that - at least then you wouldn’t have hired her and seen her getting all handsy with your man.
“Stop thinking about her.”
Pulling you off the counter Jeonghan spun you around, letting you look at your fucked out face in the mirror. Your lipstick was smudged at the edges and the remnants of his cum were still at the corner of your lips from when you let him fuck your mouth minutes ago. “Eyes and mind on me when I’m fucking you, sweetheart.” He grabbed your face with his hand, squeezing it roughly. “The only thought that should be in your pretty little head is me, so stop thinking about her.”
And this was yet another reason you loved this man. He knew you like the back of his hand. He could tell from the slightest change in your expression what exactly you were thinking. He could tell from the furrow of your eyebrow what exactly you needed. He could tell when you wanted to be handled softly, and gently made love to and when you needed to just be fucked like a ragdoll. Right now, you just needed him to fuck the inappropriate thoughts out of your head and that’s exactly what he was doing, snapping his hips against yours with a relentless pace. Jeonghan might be someone who looked sweet and soft and fragile but man was he capable of fucking like a beast. No wonder you fell in love with him.
The moment you realised you had fallen head over heels for him, the first thing you did was simply tell him. Though it took him a fleeting moment, he confessed that he had been in love with you for the longest time now. Brfore you could properly even kiss him, he pushed you against the office window 78 floors high and fucked you right against it, ignoring the hundreds of staff on the other side of the glass cabin who didn’t know what to do but immediately evacuate from the floor.
Since then, you had gotten the glass tinted and the two of you had christened almost every piece of furniture in your cabin in a similar fashion. You had Jeonghan’s things moved into your office from his cubicle and at any point you were not working, there was only one thing you were doing. Rather, one man you were doing. People would walk in on you more often than you liked to admit but stopping wasn’t an option and shame really wasn't a part of your character profile anymore. Only one thing mattered, then, now and always - Jeonghan, Jeonghan, Jeonghan.
“Oh god I’m close fuck fuck fu…” You felt your mouth hang as the feeling began to tighten in you, your legs weakening. With a hand on your back, Jeonghan pushed you onto the marble of the counter, your breasts and cheek pressed onto it, his other hand on your neck, pinning you in place
“Me too baby.” He groaned, fucking himself in you harder, momentarily forgetting how tight his grip around your neck was. The oxygen to your brain being cut off only made you feel more insane, mumbling meaningless words as you felt yourself being split open by the man you love. It was only when he saw your eyes nearly roll back that he loosened his hold, pressing his fingers into the soft skin on your hips, thrusting faster and deeper, grazing that spot again and again until you finally snapped. With a loud unintelligible moan, your walls fluttered around him, clamping his length and coating it with slick in a way that immediately sent him over the edge as he came, spilling into you in spurts. With a few more thrusts he continued to ride out his high like he didn't want to leave your warmth but when you winced at the overstimulation, he grimaced and finally pulled out.
As the two of you caught your breaths, slowly straightening yourself, you turned, finding yourself towered by him. Sighing, he caught your lips with his in a sweet kiss, in complete contrast to the way he slipped his fingers into your hole, pushing his cum further into you, for later. When the two of you finally parted, he stepped back, pulling up and buttoning his pants with a small smirk on his face. You smiled back, adjusting the panties he wasn’t even bothered to remove in his urgency, as you rang for your caretaker. Like always she would help you with your clothes, hair, makeup and make you look presentable but what was the point? Anyways, in a few hour’s time, everyone would get off work and you’d have to attend that one last meeting of the day but since it was just an audio call, you could still ride Jeonghan on your office chair while you were at it. You knew how much he loved the sight of his dick covered in his own cum pumping in and out of you so another round today was a given.
Just as Jeonghan finished dressing himself, your caretaker walked in with a fresh set of clothes, trying not to meet either of your eyes as always. Normally, Jeonghan didn’t hang around till you were made decent to the public eye, he let you have your space to dress but today it was like he could tell you wanted him around. Though his neck was littered with the red of bruises and your lipstick, and he smelled like he was doused in the sweet scent of you, the image of that woman’s hand on him kept flashing in your mind. You knew he could tell you had slipped back into those thoughts as he sighed, shaking his head.
Putting his arm out he stopped the older woman, much to your surprise. “Let me.”
And she did, handing your clothes to him before bowing deeply and excusing herself from there.
Your eyes followed Jeonghan as he slowly undressed you of your wrinkled clothes, sweetly kissing you anywhere and everywhere he could. You loved feeling his mouth on you like this and you know he loved it too, you could feel his lips curl into a smile against your skin. Except when he slipped your gloves off; then his expression shifted to one of pained worry.
“What happened?” He looked at you confused. “Y/n what-“
“I’m fine.” You brushed him off, but his grip on your wrist was tight. “I wasn’t careful when I used the letter opener so it just….”
“Baby.” If he could tell you were lying, you didn’t know. He just kissed your palm softly, looking at you like he was hurting more than you were.
This man loved you. He loved you so much. He loved you just the way you were, he always made sure to let you know just how much he cared, yet you couldn’t help but continue to obsess over that memory.
Shaking your head, you kissed him back, long and hard.
You had to get it out of your mind. You had to do whatever it took to get it out of your mind.
This entire weekend you didn’t get to see Jeonghan thanks to his niece’s birthday.
As much as you shouldn’t be jealous of a little girl for getting so much of your boyfriend’s attention, you were. You didn’t like anyone getting between you and Jeonghan but knowing how much he loved her, you were willing to let it slide. You still wanted to see him first thing Monday morning so you made sure to reach work as early as you could and were waiting by the door for him.
Instead, to your surprise and disappointment, you were met with the familiar face of just the woman you didn’t want to see as she limped in, bandages scattered all over her body, her arm in a cast, hanging in a sling around her neck.
Running your eyes over it, a small triumphant smile creeped on your face – now let her try and touch your man.
As though on cue, Jeonghan walked in, his eyes flickering between both the women before him. Reaching for your hand he pulled out the white glove you had donned today, running his finger along the fading wound. Seeing that it was much better, he interlaced his fingers with yours, and led you away to your cabin, without sparing his colleague a second look. You though, turned around just to catch sight of her dejected face.
As Jeonghan prepared your morning coffee, you wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his shoulder, looking at the way he meticulously pressed the coffee powder. There was no fear or possessiveness in this hug, you were just happy. Jeonghan made you happy. He always made sure you were happy.
Since the day he began working in this company, your smile was what he craved for the most. No, not since he began working as your secretary - since he was recruited as a model, when he first laid his eyes on you.
It was during a press conference, announcing you had joined your father's company now that you had graduated from business school. You looked so prim and proper, like a sweet little girl from a high society, a perfect heiress with your glove clad hands clasped, resting on your lap modestly. Something about you was just so…. innocent, so easy to corrupt. It made Jeonghan fear for you - The corporate world was harsh and cutthroat. Sweet little things like you didn't belong here.
But over time Jeonghan learnt you weren't the little innocent girl you seemed like after all. He saw how ambitious you were, willing to even put down others to climb the ladder, willing to do anything. He saw your anger and the things it made you do. He saw your tantrums when you didn't get what you wanted. He saw everything because Jeonghan was always watching. Always.
He was watching you at work, he was watching you make your way home, he was watching what you did in your little penthouse, strutting around in your pretty night dresses…. Jeonghan was always watching. That's how he knew that you liked men with longer hair, and that you preferred them blonde and tall and lean. That's how he made sure to groom himself, to become the man of your dreams. Because he knew exactly what your dreams were - afterall, he always watched you sleep too.
That's also how he knew the number of sleeping pills you added in your father's milk weren't right. Yes you were ambitious and vile but you were short sighted. What you needed wasn't an opportunity to prove yourself but a permanent position to lead the company. That was your dream after all and Jeonghan would do whatever it took to make them come true. That's why he slipped in more pills into the glass - silly little you could surely not have thought so far.
The thing that Jeonghan didn't take into consideration though, was how inaccessible you would be to him once you became CEO. He didn’t get to see you as often and even if he did, you always had company. You were constantly monitored, always followed by security, always protected. He needed other ways of getting close to you, other ways he could keep an eye on you.
The first step was to get your previous secretary to resign. Honestly, that was probably the hardest step along the way - no matter what Jeonghan did, and mind you, he did everything possible, she did not step down from her position. So he did what he had to make sure she never returned, to make sure they didn't ever find her.
Although he might have been a little less successful on that front - from what he heard on the news yesterday, it turned out that after all this while, they finally had found her. He just hoped that the cops didn't dig around there any further - it wasn't like anything could trace back to him, he made sure of that, but he didn't know if they could digest everything they would find in his favorite dumping spot. Afterall, he had to make all those who truly knew him disappear - he couldn't take the risk of anyone letting you know what he was capable of. Of how far he was willing to go for you.
Your caretaker knew. She was the only one who knew but Jeonghan needed her. He needed someone you trusted to recommend him to you so he dealt with her in a way that was far easier - he just promised her he would pick up her granddaughter everyday after working hours and make sure she reached home safely as long as she kept her mouth shut and introduced him to you. The old lady was a sensible one - she did what she was told. Perhaps she knew that if she didn't, no one would question if her foot were to accidentally slip and send her plunging down 78 stories. No one would care.
But if anything similar were to happen to the colleague who was trying to make a move on him yesterday, Jeonghan knew you would be suspected. He couldn't have that happen, he couldn't have anything happen to you.
That's why he followed the woman around over the weekend, making note of where she went and what she did, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make his move. She told all the concerned employees asking her that she was too drunk and so she didn't realise she had walked into incoming traffic and Jeonghan didn’t see the need to correct her - she didn't walk on her own will, she was shoved.
But then again, all that happened was she broke an arm and a few ribs, and dislocated her shoulder, it was hardly anything. At least when compared to the wound on your hand because of her. All that mattered was that the sight of her finally seemed to have put a smile on your face, knowing that he wouldn't have those hands on him again. That was enough for him, your happiness was enough for him. For that he would do anything.
“Thank you for all that you do for me Han.” You muttered against his skin breathing in the combined scent of him and the coffee as he smiled to himself. But of course.
Topping off your drink with a tiny foam heart, he turned to hand it to you, receiving your sweet smile in return. It made him scoff inwardly. Look at you, pretending to be all innocent.
Like you too weren’t obsessively stalking her over the weekend.
Like it wasn’t your car that caused the accident that night.
Like you didn’t pay off the cops to let you go while your employee laid bleeding and unconscious on the road.
You always tried to hide so much behind that saccharine smile, but how could you? How could you when he was always watching? How could you when he would do anything to be by your side? How could you when he loved you more than anything Y/n?
More than anything and longer than always.
A/n - This is the first time I've dabbled in a genre like this so I'm nervous - kind comments and just thoughts in general are much appreciated! You can also check out Seungcheol's and Joshua's :)
#i know Im late with responding to you guys#i meant to give it some time to avoid spoilers#but i ended up taking too long 😭#I love and appreciate you all#thank youuu#❤️❤️❤️
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Author nim takes pleasure in reading my comments going from "this is amazing!!!" to full on theorizing on their fic, "IS THAT WHY X DOESN'T REMEMBER??? CUZ HE FED PARTS OF HIS SOUL TO Y???" and "HOLY SHIT IS (W) REALLY THE OG GUY?????"
#ao3#my theorizing was right btw#the foreshadowing was so good#was waiting for the next chapter to drop and lose my shit#to all ao3 authors#i love and appreciate you all#luck be upon ye
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My dumb ass really just went and overthunk over something dumb, woopsie daisy
Anyways I adore you all, you are all awesome <33
#its 2 am and I should be sleeping#I love and appreciate you all#autism stare emoji but this isn't discord sadly lmao
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