#i love... heavenly! hee hee

[wonryllis]

soft dom!hee with shy!reader maybe? doesn’t have to be virgin reader necessarily, love all ur fics btw

® ❛ WHY ARE YOU SO SHY BABY? IT'S JUST ME.

FEATURING. lee heeseung & fem!r GENRE. smut! they are friends exploring dangerous territory omgg, softdom?heeseung & shy!r WDCT. 970 WARNINGS. SMUT PG18 ofc, bare grinding? humping? yeah. ( D𝒾RECTORY? )

NIE.NOTES ╱ wrote smut after a while, hope y'all like it ㅠㅠ tried to make it as softdom as i could idk .. my freaky ass kept going down the degradation route for some reason.

“what if it's me?” heeseung’s voice is hoarse, his steps carefully calculated as he gets closer to you.

“what if it's me who wants to see you like that?” his breath shaky, hands trembling in his soft grip on your waist and heart running a mile a second.

his eyes bore into yours. what if the one who wants to touch you all over, is me? what if the one who gets to see you moan and writhe underneath, is me? what if the one who makes you cum, is me?

and that's how you find yourself on heeseung’s bed, legs spread and head lolling back onto the pillow. back arching prettily in soft whimpers as his fingers tease you over the hello kitty panties.

god i should've worn sexier panties─

“fuck baby, these panties are so hot,” his eyes focus on the way the fabric rubs against you, wet and slick. the innocent hello kitty print soaked─ drenched like you already fell over the edge once. there was something so undeniably erotic about it; heeseung couldn't pin point, but it made him so hard he could barely think straight or feel embarrassed at all.

his thumb glides over the slit in lewd squelches, groaning at the way you seem to squirm at every slide.

“you're so sensitive─ so responsive. if i knew you were like this earlier i’d have touched you sooner,” heeseung grunts at just the possibility of having you under him this exact way, any more than once. oh how much he regrets not grabbing this chance any sooner, like how was he even going on with his life as just a friend when he could have had this?

your hands reach up to cover your face at his words. utterly embarrassed at the kind of things leaving his mouth, your hot friend vocalizing his hot thoughts about you: it made your skin burn with fervour. craving more but feeling bashful admitting it, especially to your friend.

“don't hide your pretty face baby,” his touch grips daint at your wrists and pries off your hands, holding them down by the side of your head. staring at each and every inch of your flushed face before he sits up to unbutton his jeans.

pulling his cock out of his boxers and jerking it off in a couple of slow strokes. wiping at the tip and smearing the precum across the entire length. his eyes lock with yours as he squeezes around the head once, hissing with pleasure at the way you seem to be so entranced at the sight of him. eyes wide and lips parted while you watch, hauling your body up to rest against your elbows on the bed;

so eager, so needy. the sexual undertones in your gaze gleaming right out despite the nervous and abashed front.

he grabs at your thighs softly, tugging you flush against him, his cock twitching over your damp panty clad pussy. one finger hooking at the side to hold it up just until he shoves his cock in, sandwiched between the wet cloth and your gushing folds.

“fuck,” heeseung chokes on air at the feel of you against him, no barriers, entirely pressed bare right into your most intimate and sensitive part─ it's heavenly. the moan you let out when he thrusts, almost breaks through his self restraint,”just─ let's just try this first─ fuck you feel so good baby,” his voice wavering and breath stuck in his throat.

he paws at your breasts, fondling one as he keeps grinding and thrusting. his eyes dropping to close with the immense amount of pleasure coursing through his veins, but the sight of you under him: clutching the sheets and bucking your hips to chase the high─ he doesn't want to miss even a second of it.

“hee─ it feels so─” moan.

“i know baby, i know,” his fingers brush back the hair sticking to your cheeks, hunching over your body to graze his lips against yours. mouth falling open as he mimics your expressions; albeit out of pure bliss of watching you feel good. of knowing that he's the one making you feel good. so good that you have forgotten all about how shy you were about the whole idea.

the slippery sensation of your panties soaked with precum against the tip and the slick burning heat of your pussy rubbing against the underside of his cock paired with your raw and lewd expressions is too much to bear. the sounds you let out going straight to his balls. tightening up with each little gasp and whine that falls off your pretty lips.

“i'm so─ ngh─” your words die down into a soft whimper, sucking your lower lip in between your teeth in an attempt to suppress the loud moan bubbling at the back of your throat. heeseung barely holds himself back from cumming at the sight.

“fuck me too baby,” he hurriedly grabs your waist, hands squeezing and holding you tight before his thrusts speed up. sliding sloppily, his tip hitting right against your clit each time.

shit shit shit. heeseung feels you pulse against his cock as you tumble off the edge, cumming in whiny chants of his name, your back arching off the bed again. fuck she's so hot. his own orgasm being pulled out of him like a wave of lighting, cum spurting out in jets onto your clit.

it's dizzing. his cock twitching as he watches your eyes roll back and your body slump onto the mattress. chest heaving for breath, skin glistening with sweat and eyes glazed over.

it's gonna be engraved in his mind. it's a done deal. he's never gonna see you normally again. not after knowing how you look.. when you are like─ this.

“see─ it wasn't so bad, was it?”

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Never Stopping Now - Lee Heeseung

"We're just getting started, my love." Warnings: EXPLICIT! Female!reader x Male!Heeseung! Overstimulation and handcuffs WORD COUNT: 1.3K

note: Posting for the Diary 2024: #15240822 with my twin @diorsyun! Reblogs and comments would be appreciated. English ain't my native language so please ignore any grammartical errors.

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"H-Hee it's t-too much-" a choked moan escaped your lips whilst the man slowed down his thrusts, the head board colliding with the wall while the cuffs clinked against it. Lying in your stomach, your rapid breathing paced up as the pillow absorbed your tears, low grunts escaping his lips. "Shh baby, just a little more. I know you can take it." His palm took place beside your neck, his figure resting against yours as his sloppy thrusts continued, his free leg taking firm support on the floor while the other took support of his knee. The slow makeout session that started on the edge of the bed ended in a never ending intercourse, you couldn’t possibly keep track of how long it had been since he got his hands on you. He was impatient earlier that day, and his clingy nature seemed like a natural routine to you, just like every other day. But him having other plans to end the day was something not on schedule. A man full of surprises, and a woman who would accept his surprises, you both were made for each other. Except for the fact that he would always yearn for more than just kisses. Every now and then it was him dragging you to somewhere, in any given moment and would take his sweet time with you. But today was something different. “Love, come here.” He spoke, tapping on his lap slightly whilst you looked away from the mirror, putting down the cleanser as you wiped off makeup off your face. “You’re up to something, aren’t you?” You raised an eyebrow, suspicious of the tone of voice he had as he nodded sideways, disagreeing with your thoughts. “It’s nothing! Trust me!” He exclaimed, amazed at how you weren’t buying his excuse. “Better spill the beans before I take my leave.” Not hearing a response from you turned on your heels, knowing that he would let it out in a few moments from now, as you mentally counted backwards from 5. “Wait wait!” He sprinted forth to hold your wrist, causing you to tilt your head as he bit his lips, a mischievous gaze reflecting in his orbs causing you to slap his arm slightly as to which he whined. “What? Is it not common for a man to have desires for his wife?” He sulked, causing you to roll your eyes as you spoke, “It is, but not that often! We just shared a moment about a few hours ago and-” “Few hours already? God, it explains well whyI’m craving for you.” Pulling you closer as he pushed you on the bed, not waiting for your response. “Heeseung, wait!” Your hands took hold of his that were resting on your waistband, halting his movements, moving your eyes up to meet his hazy ones. Wrong move!

And here you were, hands cuffed to the bed as he dipped his face deeper in your core, lips meeting yours as he rose you to your climax, broken moans escaping your lips as your back arched, letting your arousal coat his lips as he didn’t waste a single drop of it. Lifting his head up, he was met with his heavenly sight; drenched in sweat, arms hanging up through the cuffs against the headboard, your immobilized breathing after chasing your high. The soft echoes of your breathing synchronized with his, hands resting on the ends of the bed as he threw his head back, savoring the taste that lingered on his taste buds as rose up from the ground, resting his knee on the bed as the sinking of the mattress caused your eyes to flutter open, only to be met with the sight of the love of your life crawling on top of you. Your heartbeats rose, not knowing what was going on in his mind or what he was planning to do next. To say that you weren’t enjoying this would be an understatement, because being the shy one in the relationship to let your intrusive thoughts win, heeseung would always find a way to mingle through your thoughts and find the right thing to do at the right moment. Telepathy would be a nice way to label it and your excitement would always have a wonderful conclusion since he would always do his best to make you see the stars.  

Dropping his head down to connect his lips with yours, you could taste yourself from his lips, the feverish kiss growing intense as you felt the urge to drape your arms around his neck to draw him closer. He was quick enough to notice it, but didn’t exactly oblige to your wish. He instead draws himself closer, letting his body rest against yours whilst his right hand rested on the side of your neck, lifting your jaw up to deepen the kiss. A low moan escaped your lips as he grinned, his shaft growing uncomfortable against your fragile body. It was a shame that he would get turned on super easily just by your mere existence but you would never make him feel pathetic about it. Sure you were blunt in your words but that was your way of expressing the complete opposite of what you yearned for. His bulge felt tighter against your core, causing both of you to moan against each other as to which he broke the kiss, resting on his knees as his wrists caught hold of your feet, your eyes widening as he flipped you over, a groan escaping your lips as your arms twisted slightly.

“Hee, calm down, I need a breather- Oh fuck.” You didn't get time to adjust as he pushed his shaft through your core, hands raising your hips to get a better angle as his thrusts picked up pace. “Oh baby, you have no idea how hot headed I am right now.” A grunt escaped his lips as he felt you getting tight. “F-Fuck babe, why are you clenching so much.” He threw his head back, face scrunching at the painful pleasure whilst your hands remained crossed, your shoulders aching, but the pain was inevitable compared to the pleasure you were seeking through in the midst. “H-Hee, please.” You begged, tired from the earlier climax but he had no intentions of stopping by anytime soon. “Oh don’t beg me to stop…” He slowed down, lowering his head against the shell of your ear as he whispered, “Beg me for more, cause I’m not stopping anytime soon.” “B-But- Ahh.” He paced up again, successfully reaching your desired spot that caused your eyes to roll behind your head, back arching, hips high up in the air as his hand pushed down your face deeper in the pillows. His other hand took a firm yet soft grip around your neck, his thumb rubbing against it while he whispered, "Just a little more, yeah?" His lips trailing wet kisses against your cheeks that traced to the back of your neck, kissing and licking the familiar heart birthmark that has always been his weakness. Teeth nibbling onto its traces, you gasp, eyes rolling back at how his thrusts paced up, his shaft shifting uncomfortably inside you while you felt his climax nearing. You could feel it and we're just embracing the painfully slow ticking time till you felt his lips chanting your name, head dropping back as he released his load inside you. The warm feeling embraced your body as the both of you panted, taking your sweet time to catch your breaths. His thrusts slowed down, to the point of not moving any longer as you looked behind your shoulder, feeling him pulling out slowly. "Hee wait- Oh!" Another moan escaped your lips while you felt him pushing back in again after a while. "Y-You thought we would be done? Not yet my love. We have just begun and the night is young." Flipping your body so that you were laying on your back again, his thrusts wilding while your eyes glistened, too lost to beg him to stop.  Note#2: Took me long to tune in back here, I owe ya all an apology. But I hope this serves <3

[hwanchaesong]

Of glasses and performances

a/n: writing this realquick for my pookie @yzzyhee really just a drabble buT IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS. kind of inspired by this post lmao ✌🏼💀 also hee looks so fucking good in specs tffff literally writing this before i sleep so yeah, pls ignore any mistakes

warnings & genre: idolbf!hee, afab!reader, smut smut smut, public sex, p in v raw etc etc lmao minors dni!!! not proofread ‼️(hee fucking u into oblivion backstage after seeing u in the crowd at his group's concert)

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You saw it. You fucking saw it.

Fighting for the front stage section of their concert is one thing. Obtaining the sexiest outfit to wear is the second thing. But seeing your oh so charming boyfriend up on the platform, performing his heart out and suddenly making eye-contact with him is just... doing things to you.

The blinding lights are not a hindrance for you to truly witness how majestic Lee Heeseung is.

Him in that black outfit, styled hair and that glasses is so fucking flawless. Then you watch him squat near the edge of the stage, his hazel orbs scanning the crowd and he makes eye-contact with you.

Time seemed to have stopped when you noticed a certain glint in his eyes, dark irises scanning your figure and you saw how he tried to hide his smirk, masking it as an expression befitting of their performance.

But you know that once you're hidden from the public, chaos will ensue.

And your instincts are always right.

Once the concert was over, you headed backstage but you were blocked by Heeseung, no words were needed as he dragged you near an empty hallway, making sure that no one is around before he does what he wants.

Pinning your wrists above your head with only one hand, he leans down and lets his breath fan all over your face as his other free hand settles itself on your hips, dangerously creeping inside your scanty dress, "Didn't think you'd wear an outfit that exposes too much skin, baby."

You examine his poorly wiped face, still sweaty probably because he hurried his way out to meet you in the middle instead of making himself more presentable, keen on keeping you alone for himself.

No worries though, he's attractive and gorgeous just the same. The messiness of his appearance just adds to the tingling that you're currently feeling.

"Well," you inclined your head to match the level of his lips, "can't blame me for wanting to look pretty for my very hardworking boyfriend."

That was the end of your short conversation with him, which you believe is the foreplay as you have now found yourself in a rather mind and body bending situation in public.

Hoisted and back flattened against the cemented, cold wall and your lovely dress is bunched up your waist. Panties ripped off and is now currently stashed in your boyfriend's pocket, which you assume he'll use in the future to relieve some frustrations when he's not with you.

Your moans reverberate across the abandoned hallway, music in Heeseung's ears as it triggers him to do more.

Faster, harder, and harsher.

The loud squelching of where the two of you are connected should have been embarrassing for you, but no fucks are given since Heeseung is already giving you all the fucking that you desire.

His thrusts are wild, relentless and undoubtedly, heavenly. The sole reason for each plunge is to send you into utopia.

You can feel his thick cock dragging on your insides, striking your cervix every time he goes in deep, the pulsating vein on the side of his length scratches your drench walls quite wonderfully, causing you to get wetter, probably creating a huge disarray down there.

One particular languid stroke had your back arching on the wall, legs wrapping securely around Heeseung's hips as he hit a delicate, spongy spot inside you.

Jackpot, he thinks, as your insides cling tighter to him like you do at the moment.

A string of curses left him when your nails rake at his nape, gently playing with his hair, eliciting a groan from him as the sensation is feathery yet sensual, a weakness of him that only you can bring out.

"Fuck baby," he rasps, concentrating at the sounds that you're making while he continuously rams into you, "you feel so fucking good. All for me yeah?"

You mewled his name desperately, the knot in your lower belly is getting ready to be snapped, "Yes Hee. I'm yours, all yours f-fuck, you own all of me."

Ah, the things you do to him. If you tried sitting in his brain then you'd be shocked by the images and thoughts that are filled with you, you, and you.

Some are fluffy but most are nasty though you are sure to love it. Of course you will, you're down bad for him just as he is for you.

He wasn't giving you any time to catch your breath as he wasted no time in kissing you, searing and hot, shoving his tongue down your throat that you couldn't help but to submit to him without much of a fight.

His tongue clashes with yours before exploring your mouth, the rhythm of the make-out session matches his pace perfectly, only detaching from you when the need for oxygen arises, leaving you gasping and flushed when a string of saliva

His bruising grip on your thighs loosened a bit as he used his left hand to slide the top of your dress, revealing your tits to him. He watches it bounce along with his thrusts for a solid minute before leaning down to capture a nipple.

Tongue flatting and hardening around your bud, circling and sucking while teasing a bit of nibbles, further adding onto the pleasure that you're receiving.

"A-ah! Heeseung, I-I'm-!" closing your eyes in rapture, tilting your head to the side to give access to your lover when he scoots his face in the crook of your neck, embellishing you with purple and blue spots.

"Close?" he whispers, licking the newly painted marks in his canvas called your skin. His peppery smooches snakes up, reaching your ears as he delicately bites your lobe, "Come for me then, baby. Don't hold back."

You moan loudly, one more. One more push and you're gone.

His palm traces the goosebumps on your thigh, and there it is, his deft fingers playing with your clit is all it took for you to gush all over him. A satisfied smirk on his kissable lips shows itself, then it turns into a sly one when he didn't slow down despite your pleading.

Begging him to take it easier since your high took a toll on your sensitivity, thus the overwhelming rapture that had you shaking in his arms.

He laughs menacingly at your futile requests, giving you a sham apology sealed with a kiss. He then murmurs against your lips, "Didn't you tell me that you're mine?"

You nod your head weakly, and that might be a mistake but at the end of this night, you'll realize that mistakes are options that you just haven't chosen. And not all mistakes are bad.

"Then take what I give you, baby. I haven't cum yet, square up until I'm done with you."

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Study Buddy pt 2

Stepdad!Anakin Skywalker x femme reader

18+ MDNI

Warnings: heavy breeding kink, cheating, stepcest/inappropriate relationships, unprotected PiV, condescending/demeaning tone, manipulation, gaslighting, age-gap, medication/medication alterations, baby trapping, ddlg, innocence/purity kink, praise, reader is over 18

Info: reader acts more innocent/naive than they are, Anakin is just a little bit evil but in a kind of tee-hee he’s so cheeky way, trophy wife? yes please, princess treatment forever

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“What?” You asked with your head in a confused tilt.

A blank look glazed over your face as you tried to connect the scattered dots. The post-haze of your orgasm was making your brain fuzzy, Anakin’s cock still buried in your puffy pink pussy wasn’t helping keep your train of thought on its track either.

“Wait. No I’m on birth control.” You shook your head and laughed, he must’ve forgotten.

“Oh, silly girl.” He tsk’d, his hands gripping your thighs. With a low and rumbling chuckle he began tracing slow circles around your bellybutton before slipping between your legs, his thumb teasing your swollen clit.

"You're mine now, aren't you?” He asked sweetly, accompanied by a little kiss to your forehead that had your heart fluttering.

“Anything I want you’ll give me… won’t you?”

“Anything?” You parroted back at him, glancing down to his hand between your legs. “It’s only fair, you do get me anything I want.”

“That I do princess.” He grinned. “Anything for my girl.”

Anakin's eyes bore into yours, a heated gaze of possession. He leaned closer, his breath hot against your neck, his lips brushing against your earlobe.

“My princess gets everything she wants… so it’d only be right if you gave me this one thing wouldn’t it?” He asked, kissing the softness beneath your jaw.

You couldn’t argue with that logic. That was a solid deal. One little request of his compared to the lifetime of spoiling he’d given to you… that was a steal. Besides, you’d always wanted to be a mother, it might as well be now shouldn’t it? Anakin loved you, you loved Anakin, and your mom always said- wait.

“But what about-“ You started.

“Shh, no don’t worry about anything else okay?” He silenced you with a kiss.

“I’ll take care of everything. Just like I take care of you princess.”

His lips trailed down your neck, his strong hand massaging the squishy flesh of your waist and rocking you on his half-hard cock.

“You want to be with me don’t you babydoll?” He breathed out.

“Of course I do Ani.” You whispered, unable to think clearly, not that it would matter if you could.

“That's a good girl." He praised, sucking lightly before biting down ever so slightly, drawing out a moan from you. His hand moved lower, massaging and rubbing your ass cheek, squeezing and kneading gently.

“You trust me don’t you sweetheart?”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded, starting to slide up and down his cock as it grew harder inside your cum-coated walls.

“And you know I only do things to make you happy, keep you safe… only ever things that are good for you right?” He asked while pinching and rolling your clit between his thumb and forefinger, the one little movement sending a *zap* straight to your brain.

“I know Ani.” You mumbled, leaning in to kiss him.

He chuckled, smoothing your hair from your pretty face, peppering your soft skin with sweet chaste kisses.

“N’ you trusted your daddy enough to help you with your medicine every night didn’t you?” He asked, slowly moving you both so that you laid flat on your back with your lower half held up by his muscled arms.

“Yeah I did- do I mean.” You nodded, eyes fluttering shut while your bottom lip was trapped between his teeth. The change of position was a heavenly new angle. His massive palms on each ass cheek, keeping your lower half suspended so he could kneel between your legs.

“Yeah you do don’t you pretty girl?" Anakin chuckled, his voice rich and deep.

“Cause you’re alittle forgetful right?” He teased, and you nodded with a giggle.

“So my girl didn’t even notice when I stopped giving her that little pill huh?” He cooed, not giving you time to think before sucking his thumb and covering it in spit to swipe over your hardened nipples.

“N-no I didn’t.” You gasped, eyes rolling back in your head at the dizzying stimulation.

“That’s right baby. Just another reason for you to let me take care of you right sweetheart?” He said, his voice honey smooth.

“Y-yeah Ani.” You nodded. He was right. You could hardly keep up with your own things, let alone remember to do something like taking your medicines. You couldn’t even do your homework by yourself, you needed him, he took care of you.

"That's a good girl." He praised, his hand moving back to support your weight as he began to thrust harder into you, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythmic beat.

"Open your eyes and look at me." His command broke through your haze of pleasure, and you did as he asked.

"Isn’t it nice? Knowing it’s all taken care of for you?" He asked, his breath coming out in short, ragged gasps.

You felt your stomach tighten up, your hands smacking the carpeted floor and searching for something to hold onto. “Y-yeah Ani… I- I think I’m gonna- oh gods.”

“I know baby, I know.” He said, low and soothing as he rocked into you.

“You need me to make you cum don’t you?” He smiled softly. “I will doll, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you in every way. Always.”

“Treat you just like the princess you are m’kay?” He moaned, his forehead resting on yours as you whined and wrapped your legs around his waist, crossing your ankles to rest just above his ass. “Gonna fuck you full alright baby?”

“Gods… please?” You whined, nodding your head. “I want you to… please I want your cum.”

“Damn right you do.” He groaned, a triumphant grin on his lips.

“Gonna make you the prettiest little mommy.” His hips stuttered, resuming his previous quick circling of your clit with his calloused thumb. “that’s it, come on sweetheart I feel it. I know you wanna cum don’t you?”

“Yes!” You cried out, back arching, legs shaking as you squeezed his cock, your pussy fluttering.

"That's it baby girl." Anakin growled, his grip on your hips tightening as he pounded into you harder, faster. "Cum for your daddy."

His cockhead slammed against your G-spot relentlessly, the thick tip brushing against every ridge along the way.

"You're so fucking tight, so goddamn tight." Anakin groaned, his eyes glazed over with lust as he neared his own climax. “Like I’m fuckin’ a vice when you squeeze me like that baby.”

“Fuck. God you’re so fuckin’-“ He cut himself off with a low groan, his hips flush to yours “take my cum baby, damnit”

You felt his cock twitch, leaking hot semen deep inside you, rope after rope painting your walls a creamy white.

Anakin’s breath was shaky as he rocked into you slowly, like he was trying his damndest to massage every bit of his essence into your used and abused cunt.

“You’re so pretty.” He breathed out, looking down at you with a crooked grin. “you know that? All red in the face, panting, cute little fucked out cunt…” He let out a chuckle.

“You feeling okay doll?” He asked, gently swiping some drool from the corner of your mouth with his thumb and bringing it to his mouth to lick off.

“M’ feeling perfect.” You sighed, too exhausted to move.

“Good.” He laughed. “I need you to stay right here okay? Don’t move.”

He slowly slid out, dripping cum and juices onto the floor beneath you. Taking great care in propping up your hips with a few pillows. He slipped his boxers back on and patted your tummy before walking to the kitchen.

“You gotta lay just like that for at least 30 minutes okay? Gotta make sure all that hard work sticks don’t we?” He teased.

You giggled, blissful and giddy in your after-orgasm glow. Anakin came back with a water for you, helping you prop yourself up on your elbow to take a sip.

“Here, you need one of these everyday now okay?” He showed you a large bottle of gummy vitamins. “You go ahead and take one now, I know you’re picky. So let’s see if you like these ones and if not I’ll get you some different ones.” He smiled, popping one of them into your mouth.

They were a bit tangy, but overall not terrible. You gave him a thumbs up and swallowed the rest of the vitamin before letting yourself collapse back onto the floor. Thankful that you were naked and equally thankful Anakin had the forethought to turn on the overhead fan when he’d gotten up.

“Do you need anything doll?” Anakin asked sitting down near your head and picking it up gently to rest on his thigh, carding his fingers through your hair.

“Mmm… no.” You sighed, leaning into his loving touch. One hand of yours reaching above and behind your head to run your fingers along his bicep.

“Alright sweet girl. You just relax okay?” He beamed down at you, pride etched in every line on his handsome face.

He flipped on the Tv, searching through the different channels until he settled in a shared favorite of yours. A true crime drama, The First 48.

“Oh hell yeah this one’s new.” He said setting the remote to the side.

‘Oh that’s nice.’ You thought as you turned your head to watch along with him. ‘They usually only show new episodes at 5:00… 5:00?’ Your eyes flew open.

“Wait…” You thought for a second, looking over at the clock. “Moms gonna be home in like 10 minutes Anakin!”

“Huh, would you look at that.” He said calmly, a tiny smirk curling his top lip as he heard a car door slam shut. “I think she’s home early.”

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Must-read Destiel fics - my superduper Nov. 5th rec list

Three years ago, on the blessed day of November 5th, 2020, I had:

never seen an episode of SPN,

only had a vague inkling of what the two pale coconuts were on about,

and I hee-heed and ha-had with the rest of Tumblr about the love confession scene and the Internet errupting in an unparalleled craze

At first I thought, that's it.

Then ... I got curious. I watched some YouTube Destiel supercuts. I read some fic (I think @andhumanslovedstories beautiful Cas/OC fic was my entry point?). I read meta. I watched some more YouTube scene packs. I read even more fic. I watched some of S4, some of S1, some random fan fav episodes. And then Destiel lodged itself so deeply, thouroughly into my brain that it took over and hasn't relinquished control in the last two years. The most tenacious, pervasive brain worm to date.

This ship got it all, and this fandom got it all, and there's such delightful, powerful, batshit crazy, romantic, expertedly crafted fanfic out there, it's like being a starving child in the world's biggest candystore.

So without further ado, here's some of my very favorite fics from this infinite trove, with all my thanks to the wonderful writers who keep delighting and awing me with their dedication and craft. There'll of course be some recency bias at play but you can browse my bookmarks over here to chose from over 100 excellent and well-curated SPN stories.

💕CATEGORY: SWOONWORTHY💕

Wildly romantic fics that warm you up from the inside.

It Won't Be Perfect by someonetoanyone (10K words) Summary: Dean daydreams about what it'd be like to let himself love Cas freely.

Why I love it: the humor, the spot-on characterizations, and the quintessential late season Destiel-ness of being so deeply love with your best friend that it's too big to actually do anything about. Just. So warm.

Rock Lobster by Ginger Fail (13K) Summary: Cas decides that the lobsters Dean planned to cook need to get back home. Impromptu beach vacation ensues!

Why I love it: This road trip story is fresh and invigorating like a sea breeze! Fun, entertaining and full of deep, deep fondness.

Seek to Know You Better by ahurston (32K)

Summary: On a road trip, Dean and Cas play the 36 Questions That Lead To Love.

Why I love it: They’re so deliberatedly, carefully starting a relationship here. They try so hard to bridge the gaps and meet each other halfway. A very mature take on love that feels nourishing.

☢️CATEGORY: BRAINWORMS GALORE☢️

Fics that make you go BARK BARK BARK.

samson went back to bed by piesexuality (9k, @twoheadedcas) Summary: Cas strikes a deal with Chuck - keeping his family together comes at the price of their free will.

Why I love it: What if Cas got his revenge for the Mala'ak box? What if love came at the price of everything you've been fighting for? What if a story twisted the knife oh so sweetly? Each word of this one lands a punch. Made me insane in the best of ways (cue pinned fanart).

In sickness by @saintedcastiel (41K) Summary: S4 redux but Castiel has a fetish: giving Dean the sniffles.

Why I love it: This one is soooo. Can barely find words for it. It taps into Cas' early season alienness and psychosexual obsession with Dean, brilliantly demonstrates Casdean vs Samruby parallels, and each word is just. Perfect. ARGH!

so much smoke in a hall full of mirrors by AreYouReady (6K, @autisticandroids ) Summary: Godstiel is losing his heavenly war. Crowley provides a compliant Dean-doll for him to release his frustrations upon.

Why I love it: Urgh, this one is sooo dark. Taps into the scary, intimidating and alien aspects of Godstiel so well. Gore, consent and psychosexual issues galore. Delicious.

Special mention: In a Parked Car, Exhuming Ophelia by @an-android-in-a-tutu (17K). Still need to comment properly ;)

💣CATEGORY: EMOTIONAL WRECKING BALLS💣

Angsty fics that tear you to pieces to remake you better.

What Used To Be Mine by someonetoanyone (48K words) Summary: Dean never makes his apology prayer in Purgatory - Cas dies, Dean mourns.

Why I love it: Oh god, this is a heavy hitter. Just, straight up insurmontable grief, packaged in poetic, raw language to make you shed tears and tears. Loved it so much.

Ignite your bones By ilovehowyouletmefall (67K, @angelinthefire) Summary: Dean accepts Chuck's deal: killing Sam to save the world.

Why I love it: Cruuuuel cruel premise for a story that doesn’t pull its punches. It gets dark in Dean’s head and everyone around him suffers. Wonderfully written. The ending set my brain on fire.

Right Where you Left Me by outdean (93K, @armandgender)

Summary: Cas comes back from the Empty after 10 years to find Dean married to another man.

Why I love it: This one is a riiiide. When grief has become a part of you but your love comes back��� When you return from the dead and have to carve a new space into the world for yourself... nothing is easy here, but the emotions are INTENSE. Also, autistic!Cas for the win.

Special mention: Who Ya Gonna Call? by saintedcastiel (50K) and Clear skies in spring by enochianprayer (WIP)

💥CATEGORY: EPIC RIDES💥

Expansive, wild adventures with lots of ups and downs

Spirit of the West by teen_dean (140K, @urne-buriall)

Summary: An 18y old Dean grew up on a horse farm – cue veterinarian Castiel. The summer of a lifetime ensues.

Why I love it: So this is one of my very favorite stories, ever ever, and I cannot recommand enough to immediatedly suscribe to the author’s Substack to be able to follow it in „real time“ next summer. It’s cinematic, rich, full of darkness and light, it’s everything a story can aspire to, I’m just. I just really love it.

Second Verse, Same as The First by LaLaCat1 (135K)

Summary: Endverse!Cas is sent back to the start of S1 and is determined to make things right this time round.

Why I love it: a desperate and badass Cas, unfridging everyone, a thrilling plot, moments of awesome for the entire cast, gripping action scenes, a romance for the ages… this is a genuinely amazing story.

back road, black road by eden22 (167K)

Summary: 18y old Sam gets kidnapped by Hell on his way to Stanford. Dean tries to deal.

Why I love it: So this one’s not Destiel-centric but does have wonderful Destiel moments. It’s also very heavy on the gore and the angst (NOT for the faint of stomach), but expertly crafted, fascinating and frankly it deserves more love. Held my breath for half the read and never knew where it’d take me.

Special mention: It's The End Of The World (As We Know It) by tiamatv (140K)

🤪CATEGORY: DESTIEL INSANITY🤪

Uproariously funny stories about the intricate rituals these two weirdos get up too.

Life Skills by ilovehowyouletmefall (26K)

Summary: Dean teaches a newly human Cas how to be „a real man“.

Why I love it: Dean coming to Big Self-Realizations while trying to have platonic threesomes with Cas is so perfect. Very endearing, tender and funny. Also, smoking hot sex.

the cheapest room in the house by biggaybenny (89K)

Summary: Dean downloads Grindr for Cas

Why I love it: Just. Late season Dean being deranged about Cas’ sexuality while everyone watches on in utter confusion. Equally hilarious and deeply moving

according to all known laws of life by @sobsicles (29k)

Summary: Cas comes back from the Empty to a Dean who won’t stop playing gay chicken.

Why I love it: They are both such petty, insane weirdos in this one. They said „can every situation be turned into a squabble“ and didn’t wait for an answer. So funny, so tender

Special mention: Wedding Vows and Negotiations by GingerFail (6K)

That's it, enjoy and leave your writers some much-deserved love!

[elllisaaa]

enhypen as love songs

-> pairing : enha x fem!reader

-> words count : 3.8k words

-> genre : friends-to-lovers, strangers-to-lovers, established relationships, crush

-> warnings : self-depraciating thoughts, mentions of having difficult relationships

-> sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> masterlist | enha masterlist | 1k event masterlist

LEE HEESEUNG

-> Brooklyn Baby by Lana Del Rey

"they say i’m too young to love you, i don’t know what i need, they think i don’t understand."

→ “- Are you really sure you want to move in with him ?”

That was the question everyone asked you when you announced that you and Heeseung were going to rent an apartment together. Your family was a little suspicious, and everyone thought that you were going to break up very soon after moving in together, that it wouldn’t last. 

“- Don’t you think we’re too young, Hee ?”

He looked down at you, wearing his shirt and nestled in his arms. Even if you had made that choice together, Heeseung had always been more straightforward, but he never forced you to do anything you didn’t want to. People always assumed that your relationship wouldn’t last, but seeing you so cozy in his arms, in your shared apartment, made him realize that everyone was wrong about the two of you.

“- No, for me everything is perfect. You’re perfect, and we’re doing perfectly fine.”

Heeseung caressed your cheek tenderly, the smile on your lips as you closed your eyes and kissed his knuckles telling him all the things you didn’t say.

“- Yeah, I think we’re perfect too.

- Then don’t worry about anyone else, yeah ? I love you.”

And he was right, because you’ve never felt better than when you came home to him and his warm smile cooking for you.

"and my boyfriend’s in a band, he plays guitar while i sing lou reed."

→ You had always been Heeseung’s number one supporter, always here to cheer him up, and even if he loved his fans, your encouragement and your presence was always what he looked up to when he was about to perform. 

“- Baby, do you think we could sing together one day ?”

You looked at him as if a third eye had suddenly popped on his forehead. He had a heavenly voice and he wanted you to sing with him ? The idea was almost laughable but you knew just by the look in his eyes that he was more than serious about the matter. 

“- I don’t know… You’re the expert, not me. But I do love when we’re doing our karaoke night, though…

- One day, I’m going to convince you and I’ll play that at our wedding.”

You slapped him for making you blush like that, and he only chuckled and pecked your lips because both of you knew that it wasn’t only a joke and that he was going to marry you for real one day. And you weren’t going to stop him.

PARK JONGSEONG

-> Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding 

"i’ll let you set the pace, ‘cause i’m not thinking straight, my head’s spinning around, i can’t see clear no more."

→ Jay had always been a true romantic, but he didn’t think that love at first sight was a thing until he met you. The moment your eyes crossed his, he knew it was you and nobody else that he wanted. Some of his friends had warned him that you had a reputation for being cold and not wanting to be in a relationship at all, but Jay didn’t care about all of that - he just wanted to be close to you.

“- I can stay or I can leave, you choose, but just know that I’m here for you, yeah ?”

That was why he told you so many times, all the times you were too lost to know what you were feeling. But slowly, you started to ask him to stay and hold you close rather than sending him away. And slowly, you warmed up to love again. Because you had never been cold, you’ve just been hurt and tried to protect yourself. 

“- I’m not going to ask you anything, we’re doing whatever you want. I would wait forever for you.

- I just want you. Is that too much to ask ?”

And it never was, because all Jay ever wanted was to be yours in the first place. He was happy every time he made you smile, and he was happy to see you open up to the world again. And he was even more happy that you’ll let him be by your side all the way. He just wanted to make you feel everything you made him feel - loved, cared for, adored. And he made sure to show you that everyday. 

"you’re the only thing i wanna touch, never knew that it could mean so much."

→ “- Was I too much at the start ?”

This was a question you often asked him, and the answer was always “no” for Jay. Every minute he spent helping you to realize your own value was worth it, and not only because you were his now, but because he would’ve been happy to see you being happy without him too. 

“- You’ve never been too much, princess, always perfect the way you are and were.

- You know I would not be the person I am without you, right ?

- It’s the same for me. You made me see so many things in a different way, I’m so grateful we found each other.”

And it was true. Sadness had invaded such a big part of your life for a moment, but it pushed you to admire art and music with another point of view that you shared with Jay. And it touched him, touched a part of his soul he thought had healed for a while. Sometimes, you were just looking at him and everything you felt was everything he felt too.

“- Me too, Jay. You’re the only one I’ll ever love.”

And with the way you were matching each other, there was no way this was not the truth. 

SIM JAEYUN

-> One Day by Tate McRae

"it’s impossible to get you off my mind, i think about a hundred thoughts and you are ninety-nine."

→ At first, you were only a girl he saw from time to time when he was ordering his coffee. You had a pretty smile, some pretty eyes and a pretty voice, but that was it. Or so Jake thought. Slowly, you invaded his whole mind, and he couldn’t spend a day without seeing your face when he closed his eyes. Everyone wondered why he started to drink so much coffee, and the only reason was you.

“- Hi ! Do you want your usual today ?”

Jake wanted to say something, but he found himself unable to open his mouth when you were smiling at him like that. So he only nodded and tried to remember the script he had prepared in his head for days. 

“- Can I ask you something, Y/N ?

- I guess you already did that, but go on.”

The determination and the courage he had when he entered the shop was already out of the window, but he really wanted to finally ask you out.

“- Do you think we could hang out sometimes ? If you don’t want to, it’s okay, I’m not gonna be weird or anything, but you’re really pretty, and you’re nice and I really like you. Please ?”

Jake could see your cheeks gradually becoming as red as his as you lowered your head. But you couldn’t say no to him, not when he was all you could think about all day too, not when you hoped it was him every time another customer entered. 

"one day, i’ll look into her eyes and say that “you’re my only light”."

→ Jake gladly spent months with you, simply hanging out and trying to not overstep. Despite the confident front you were wearing when you were serving your clients, he discovered a shy girl that had some trouble expressing her emotions. But that didn’t matter, because Jake was ready to do anything to make you believe that you were worth his time - something you were not ready to accept yet.

“- Do you want to come to the arcade with me and my friends tonight ? I really want you to meet them, they can be a little too much sometimes, but I think you’ll get along well.”

He felt your hesitation as you looked around and played with your own fingers - some gestures he learned to interpret with time.

“- I’m not sure, Jake. I don’t want to embarrass you. 

- You won’t embarrass me, pretty. You’re incredible, I’m sure they’re going to like you, and if they don’t then it’s their problem and I get to keep you all to myself.”

You chuckled and it was enough to make him smile too. He was ready to wait for years if it meant you would look at him like that in the end - with love in your eyes. That was all Jake wanted ; for you to realize that you were everything to some people, that you were everything to him. And one day, he would succeed. And one day, you will be his. You just had to discover yourself a little more, and he’ll be here for every little step you’d take.

PARK SUNGHOON

-> Love Me Right by Rendezvous At Two

"something about his love that’s driving me crazy."

→ Sunghoon didn’t understand what he felt for you at first. It was a strange mix of distrust and attraction. You were a new staff, but you already seemed so close to everyone else, it was suspicious right ? He tried to act unaffected by your kind words and your praises, but slowly, he started to warm up to you. How could he be so mean to someone who was honestly an angel ?

“- How are you doing today ? Did you eat and drink enough ?”

These were always the first questions you asked him everytime he sat down in your makeup chair. At first, Sunghoon always refused. But now, he accepted with a rather shy smile the snacks and energy drinks you offered to him every day.

“- I have some juicy things to tell you today, you’re lucky !”

And you were going on and on about what happened, about what he already knew because you had sent him a bunch of texts as soon as you could earlier that day. Because quickly, Sunghoon couldn’t detach himself from you anymore, he couldn’t let you go anymore and he just had to make you his. You often told him that he was driving you crazy with the way he acted sometimes, but it was only because you were too incredible for him to stay sensible whenever you were near him.

“- And that couldn’t wait until we’re home ?”

You stopped in your tracks and glared at him like he was crazy, but only his teasing smile answered you. And you couldn’t stop the smile spreading on your face too. He was really driving you crazy sometimes, but his love was all you needed. He was all you needed.

"no, you don’t ask, you don’t ask much of me, yeah, you just lovin’ me."

→ The one thing that often made Sunghoon anxious about your relationship was not even the risk of being discovered by his fans or the company, but that he wasn’t able to be with you as much as he wanted, that it might not be enough for you, that he might not love you enough. If it was only his choice, he would spend all his time with you, no questions asked. But he was busy, always traveling around the world, and you could not always come with him.

“- When are you coming back ? 

- On Friday. It’s only three days, darling.”

You nodded and kissed him again. You were used to seeing him leave, and you were not the one to ask him to stay, to make a scene. Sunghoon was made to be on stage, he literally glowed when he was dancing and singing, and you loved to witness that.

“- I know. But I’m gonna miss you anyway. Can’t I miss my boyfriend ?

- You can, that’s very much appreciated, actually.”

And this time, he was the one to kiss you, struggling to do so as both of you were smiling like fools in love. Because you were. You didn’t ask much from one another, you just needed each other and that was it. The purest form of love and that was all you needed to be happy. 

KIM SUNOO

-> Dandelions by Ruth B. 

"and i’ve heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime, and i’m pretty sure that you are that love of mine."

→ Sunoo always believed in soulmates, but he never thought it would happen to him one day. That was a beautiful thing that arrived to others but not to him. And he especially never thought that you would be his soulmate. 

“- Don’t be silly, we all knew that you would end up with her.”

That’s what his friends told him when he announced that you started going out together, though. Yes, you were his closest friend, but was it possible that he had been so blind and oblivious to his own feelings for so long ? When did he start really loving you ? But in the end, it made sense because you were the one he relied on, the one that had always been there for him and that will always be.

“- Baby, do you know where my moisturizer is ?”

Your voice echoed through your apartment, from the kitchen to the bathroom in which Sunoo was standing, in front of the mirror and trying to get through his night care routine.

“- In the first drawer, right by mine. I tried to organize everything a little bit better.”

And it was right where you had told him. Without really knowing why, it made Sunoo smile to see such a common product of yours sitting beside his. It was trivial, for sure, but it made him realize how perfect for him you were, because you had tidied up the drawers of the bathroom exactly like he would’ve done it himself. 

“- Thank you, baby. I love you.

- It’s just a moisturizer, Sunsun, it’s nothing.”

But for him, it was much more - like a physical proof that you were made for him, and that he was made for you.

"when you’re looking at me, i’ve never felt so alive and free."

→ Even if you had spent a good half of your life with Sunoo, you were still struck by his beauty sometimes. How was it possible for a human being to be so pretty, so angelic, so ethereal ? It was impossible that he could be yours, it felt so unrealistic you had to touch him to make sure it was not a dream sometimes. 

“- You’re so pretty, baby. I hope you know that.”

And everytime, his cheeks would turn all red, a pout on his lips because it was a crime to make him so flustered. 

“- Stop… You’re the prettiest here.

- No, no, no ! Don’t start again with that, just let me compliment you for once. Please ?”

Sunoo wasn’t able to look in the eyes as you showered him with praises, but he couldn’t help the smile that grew on his face little by little. You always did that, always made sure that he knew how loved and appreciated he was. And not just by you, but by everyone else around him. He still remembered how you got all his friends to write him a letter for his birthday when you knew it was a rough time for him. He could never forget that.

“- You believe me now ? And you better say yes, because I could go on for hours.

- I know, baby. But tomorrow I’m the one taking care of you, okay ?”

You smiled at him and leaned down to kiss his lips, Sunoo still laying on your lap from his earlier nap. Even like that, he was so beautiful, inside and out. He made you feel so good about yourself, so it was your job to make him feel just as amazing. 

YANG JUNGWON

-> Apocalypse by Cigarette After Sex

"oh please, come out and haunt me, i know you want me."

→ Jungwon had always been adamant when it came to his career and dreams. He wanted to make it, and he will, there was no debate about that. And that also meant that he didn’t really let anything else into his life aside from his job, from his practice and from the friends he already had. But you were persistent, confident that you could lead him to open up to you. 

“- I hope you haven’t eaten yet, Wonnie because I brought you something !”

You always did that when you knew he had a bad day. With time, Jungwon learned that it was pointless to try and send you away because you would never let him alone until he didn’t eat what you brought him. He never talked, you had enough words for the two of you, but it was not a problem. At first, Jungwon found it almost annoying. But now, he loved the sound of your voice, and he missed it when he was alone in his bed at night.

“- Why do you keep doing that even if I’m insufferable to you ?”

You smiled at him and shrugged, trying to avoid the only question you didn’t really want to answer.

“- I guess that I’m an idiot and that I don’t know how to back up when it’s clear that someone doesn’t like me as much as I like them.

- You like me ?”

You giggled at the surprise you could see on his face. Was it really so shocking to learn when you spent all your free time worrying about him even when he was so distant ? 

“- I’m strange, I know.

- Then I must be strange too. Will you stop bringing me food if I ask you out ?”

Jungwon was always adamant on achieving his goals before allowing himself to be happy, but when it came to you, he lost all sense of reason. 

"your lips, my lips, apocalypse."

→ You never rushed anything when it came to your relationship with Jungwon. You let him go at his own pace, you let him move from one step to another as quickly or as slowly as he needed to. And that included your first kiss. You never asked him for a kiss, never even mentioned the possibility of kissing him for real. And that ended up making him anxious. Was it because he did something wrong ? It wasn’t possible that you’ll be this patient, this caring of his needs. 

“- Do you think I’m attractive ?”

The question took you off of guard, looking at him as if he had said something very dumb. Jungwon immediately felt stupid, because you always praised him about his looks, you wouldn’t have lied all this time.

“- Where is this coming from, Wonnie ? You know how handsome I think you are. What is really going on ?”

He chuckled only because you always seemed to know his thoughts better than himself. 

“- Then why did you not kiss me yet ?

- Because I want it to come from you, I don’t want to force anything on you. 

- If I asked you to kiss me right now, what would you do ?

- This.”

And you leaned in to peck his lips, and what Jungwon felt couldn’t be described with words, and he only had the reflex to close his eyes and savor the moment for as long as it lasted. So this what love felt like ? And Jungwon wanted to scold himself again for having pushed you back for so long if it was how your lips against his made him feel. He never wanted it to stop if it was what being loved by you meant. 

NISHIMURA RIKI

-> Run Into You by Clara Mae 

"i’m telling you, you’re my favorite, right now, i don’t care, no."

→ Being one of the youngest idols in the industry was not always easy for Riki. Sometimes, it felt too much. And often, he thought about giving up. But everytime he felt down, there was someone by his side to cheer him up, and most of the time, it was you. He felt closer to you because you were the same age, and you shared the same problems, the same worries, the same anguish.

“- Don’t you want to spend some time with your members too ? I feel like you’re always with me these days.”

Riki didn’t look at you, still focused on the comics he stole from you when he crashed your lunch break for the fifth time this week. You rarely had the time to have full meals, but you always packed more for him because you knew he had a tendency to ignore his own needs.

“- Why ? You’re tired of me ?

- Maybe.

- Don’t act like that, I know you can’t live without me, Y/N.”

And even if you had made him lunch, he still stole a piece of cucumber from your box. Like everyday, you childishly fought for some insignificant food. And like everyday, the best part of your lunch break was Riki's constant bantering and teasing. He always made your days brighter, and you always made sure to remind him with these little attentions. After all, he was your favorite. 

"running my mouth like i always do, but i wasn’t ready to run into you."

→ Riki was always teasing everyone around him, and it was actually a part of him that you liked. People around you often treated you like a child - it could be staff members or the other idols and trainees you met, it didn’t matter - but it never happened with him, he never considered you like that because you’ve gone through the same things. But that didn’t stop the both of you from doing stupid things sometimes. 

“- Do you think Jay hyung will ever know that you ate his cookies ?

- Nah, and even if he did, he has a soft spot for you. You should have accused Jungwon hyung, he would never even have been mad in the first place.”

You both laughed as you savored the cookies you had stolen from Riki’s member. His teasing never ended, but you didn’t care. It made you feel alive, it made you feel like your life was a little more normal. 

“- And do you think we would've met if we didn’t become idols ?”

Sometimes, he would ask you these types of serious questions out of the blue, and when you looked at him, he always seemed so sincere you couldn’t play it off like you usually did.

“- I hope so. I really like you Riki.”

And when you were honest with him, he always blushed and stuttered. It was cute, so you didn’t mind that he couldn’t find something to answer right away. Riki always had something clever to get you back, except when you said things like that. When you said things like that, it made his heart beat too fast, and he realized how pretty you were and how happy he was that he had indeed met you. And he also realized that he was ready to do anything to keep you from going too far away from him. After all, he liked you too.

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enhypen as songs from my playlist!

✮⋆˙ heeseung

woo -rihanna

"send for meeee" this whole song is the heeseung everyone thinks he is if you get what I mean 😭😭😭😭

mind games - sickick

okay so if u listen to this song close your eyes and imagine heeseung....doesn't sickick sound like heeseung here???? or am I just crazy....

all mine - plaza

it's the heeseung vibes like i can't really explain it but this song screams hee 🥹 "and I hit it like it's all mine" if he's not your bias he's your wrecker let's be real

✮⋆˙ jay

end of beginning - djo

this song is very much overplayed but this doesn't mean i hate it and i feel like jay would listen to it and relate??? to it somehow 🥹

bad habit - steve lacy

this just screams jay in my opinion!!!! it might be the guitar tbh

perfect man - shinhwa

HE IS!!!!!!!! THE MOST PERFECT MAN!!!! jays future wife lucky as hell

✮⋆˙ jake

the color violet - tory lanez

tell me this song isn't jake coded i dare u "she likes my watch my droptop and my persona" 😵‍💫

is there someone else? - the weeknd

do I think jake is a jealous man? yes. does it make me go insane? absolutely.

heaven and back - chase atlantic

i had to put some aussie energy here cmon and this song is perfect for jake in my opinion

✮⋆˙ sunghoon

chaconne - enhypen

okay so i wasn't going to use enha songs here but sunghoon owns chaconne (along with sunoo) FIGHT ME!!!

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

that's just me to hoon tbh like who wouldn't want to be with the sunghoon 😭

good luck, babe! - chappell roan

now when I found out this man listens to chappell i was screaming!!!! we love taste!!

✮⋆˙ sunoo

break it off - pinkpantheress

i could put any pinkpantheress song for sunoo and it would fit 😭😭😭

say yes to heaven - lana del ray

ah yes sunoo is definitely heavenly like this is the prettiest man i have ever seen idk if I wanna be him or be with him...

so anxious - ginuwine

this will just turn into emi being a sunoo simp but he is majestic let's be real and he also makes me sooooo anxious...

✮⋆˙ jungwon

talk - beabadoobee

is the whole vibe of the song that gives me huge jungwon vibes!!! from start to finish it just hits 😩

you get me so high - the neighborhood

"used to stick together you're my best friend I'll love you forever" this right here is how I feel about jungwon he has the ultimate best friend energy

moonlight - chase atlantic

i can imagine a late night on a hill with a full moon and beautiful stars just laying there with wonie admiring the view (him or the stars and moon u pick) 🤭

✮⋆˙ ni-ki

humble. - kendrick lamar

everytime I hear this song and specifically the "be humble sit down" i see that crazy ass transition he pulled out his ass in the aotm 😭

lovers rock - TV girl

"are you sick of me? would you like to be?" i will forever see riki as this little kid that came to i-land and i will also never forgive people for making him lose his beautiful smile

heartless - the weeknd

i just feel like he would like this song but also the "cause im heartless and I'm back to my ways cause im heartless" gives me people saying he's a bully :(

enhypen masterlist

[pansyfilia]

welcome to my blog!!

COMMS ARE NOW... OPEN!

you can call me pansy (she/her) and i'm korean. i like ramen and drawing and writing sometimes and i LOVE poetry. uhh i love my puppy and i love pinterest and i love sleep. tbats it. <3 also im hung up over my shitty ghosting pretty ex (ish)

fandom list :

arcane

the magnus archives

epic: the musical

the marauders

ON A NOTE!!!! PLEASE DO TALK TO ME, MESSAGE ME, @ ME IF YOU WANT. WE DON'T NEED TO BE MOOTS TO INTERACT OR ANYTHING (its bc i need friends :(( )

i like kate bush and south arcade and queen and conan gray and david bowie and the cranberries and eyedress and mccafferty <3

my ao3 is @green_starss so hmu girl!!

and ive got a bit of an organising system which is pretty ridiculous soooo

"the little white maggot tag" is just evan rosier bppecause i love him

"the white-winged angel of death" is PANDORA because she is HEAVENLY

"the wild hyena at the door tag" is all things barty crouch jr, gay smoker and chronic boyfriend disease haver

"the scarlet fox in the garden" is the woman, the MILF, the legend lily evans (because i love, want and need her)

"the magician's rabbit tag" is mary macdonald <33333

"the hound with sharp fangs and soft fur" is sirius black. my baby. please give him a break

"the hunted stag of the woods" is james potter. dilf to be if only he wasnt gay in every other timeline

"the black cat that haunts" is regulus black, wet dog man and also brother's best friend survivor

" the wily red pine-marten" is marlene mckinnon. she could hit it.

"the bug-eyed moth" is LUNA LOVEGOOD I LOVE HER

" the two rabid beasts" is bartylily (essentially emo/preppy at core)

"the rotting hyena tag" is rosekiller (tee hee)

"the bunny corpse" is my marydora stuff

"the hunter and the prey" is prongsfoot. i have seen the light.

"the lovegood moths tag" is xeno panda and luna. weird ass family i love you

"pansy's aus" is what it says on the can

"ask pansy anything" basic comprehension skills yall

"pansy rambles" essentially the same vein, see above, etc

you're always welcome in my asks no matter who u are as well !

anyways,,, have fun! pls enjoy my half-asleep crazes and laugh at me

[naradivision]

Date: 07/07/2XXX

Memo: Tanabata with my lil brother :)

Gokigenyou~ My dear brother ✨

I wonder how have you been right now? 

If you’re reading this, then I guess the Tanabata has come again this year. 

——Wait, how did I know? Tee-hee☆ Don’t underestimate your nee-san’s clairvoyance!

Let’s go to the corridor and look up to the sky, shall we? If this night isn’t so cloudy, you might see something very, very special.

Do you still remember the tale of Orihime and Hikoboshi?

More than just a heart-wrenching love story between two star-crossed lovers, this day is also known as the “Star festival” and one of the earliest annual festivals held in summer.

And at this point I’d like you to face toward the opposite direction of the setting sun. High overhead you might spot something; the large triangle composed of three stars known as the “Summer Triangle” must be shining brightly on the clear night sky  ——The brightest one or “Vega” lies at the northwest corner of the triangle, the lower left is “Deneb” of the northeast, and the lower right is “Altair” of the south. 

However, our protagonists today are on the western side. According to the story, Vega is portrayed as “Orihime (The Weaver Princess)” and Altair is recognized as “Hikoboshi (The Cowherder)”. 

Also, if you’re lucky enough to be on a moonless night, you may see “the Heavenly River” known as “the Milky Way” passing between the stars Vega and Altair, miserably splitting the lovers apart. 

Once a year on the seventh day of the seventh month comes around, a flock of generous magpies would come to their aid and use their wings to form a bridge for the lovers to reunite …but we have to wish the day doesn’t rain, or else, these cute little fellows couldn’t come to help them and the lovers have to wait again until the next year ——This is also the part why people love making a wish on this day. Wishing the couple for a clear day and they’ll grant you wishes. 

There is also one’s saying “If you tell someone your wish, it won’t come true”, but listen close here... Nee-san still kind of wants you to know her secret!

This year she has made her wish and that wish is the same as those previous ones;

She’s looking forward to celebrating together with dad & her dear little brother next year, next year, and many years up ahead. And you know what? Surprisingly, it has become true every time even now!

So, don’t be afraid to make some wishes ’kay? 

P.S.  We still have plenty of tanzaku left inside the desk. Dad definitely bought too many of them from the shrine wwww

——Hope all your wishes come true!

Love you lots

From ‘Dusk’ to ‘Dawn’

[theearthwasmadeforlovers]

Heh GoopfenSchtaldt

Here lies Sha-La-La of the Velvet Thump.

Im realgunna shtickitiner helthie Rump.

A realDravidianRhythm is playing out

Im real-not-gonna-let-ya sit there and pout

Im a real CosmoidRex Ape-type Man oy-ya-Hay! oy-ya-Hay!

Im a real Stooge-Incense when I yodel ya-la-Lay!

Im as real as Zulzibrand when you raise me from the Clay.

Whoresare the realCunts

Cuntsare the realWhores

Dim-dim Dandelion realultra!

Dam-dam dandy Leon real ultra multra!

Dom-dom Damiana Desdemona de-la Diluvian Dividend Delta Deluge Damage Day

Do-si-do da Dorian Delorean Dumbbell Dingbat

De-la Hee-Haw Hee-Haw of the great Ooh-Lay-Lay!

I reel didsniff the CkandyyyCkryyyzstdallz lakkagraydt fethraMezstchryxsdtkra

And then I went over lakkawhooschxkhilly Wyxsdtkra

Ha Hunny, that’s the honk

Hi Bunny, that’s the bonk

Huh Tunny, that’s the tonk

Dul mynkra mynkra ding-a-ling DingDong?

You look a lil funny - Sumptin’ gone wrong?

Real churnedforth Papersuch didme-write a Glyph.

It sent forth a heavenly and epic “WHAT IF!!??”

And then all of a Sudden was ruddily rudden

And out of the Turmoil came pomba pombudden

They realedit Wykypeedshzhja lakkagraydt Wwwykkapaedszhcka!!

The lixily tiltexily dre YspaTechaeJchaedszhcka!!

Thakkagraydt skilurMezhdre Nyvendflasdhtshaedszhcka!!

YIJvIyiJYiVyIIjjViyIVjjyvjYjYjVYvJJjyjVJJjVvyVviiJYYvIIjjyjivyVjIjJvvvVyvJYvjvjv

yjYvvIJiYJVyvijJvJjvyjVjyiiyjiVJiIivYYivVJjvvJjjjJVvjYjivjyViyVjjyVjjvJjJyVIYvjjjvi

JYyyyYjiIjIyyJJjJvyjIVIJyJVYviyIViYvVvyjjjYvvyJvvVYjVvjiyYvJJVvYvJYjVvvjyyjv

Fairies-in-the-Fields

                                 Real-Heavenly, oh-Yes!

In-the-Face-of-Immortal

        Chaos-and-Fear

   I-am-not-afraid, oh-No.

O Valentine - I love you

And this comes from Within

So for you I play the Saxophone, and the Violin

Real FallOfTheByzantineEmpire - Meow-hey! Meow-hey!

Real Red/Orange/Green-Shifted Valentine - dela-Neigh! dela-Neigh!

Straw-raw ra-la strangula stringula Sister Spinster Spatula Spray

Cradula Clavendula Coldula called ya clever-as-Clay

Real fuck CopyRightLaw, am I right? Am I right?

Im real gonna steal everyThing in Sight.

And then in the tight Nick of Time at Night,

Ill be as gone as Night by Morning Light.

And daily deedil dela Boya Konzschstrykxxxcshdztxxxjchkya

Mynervvva Melyossa Maryyna MonMerprykxxxcshdztxxxjchkya

Reel sendMethegigaCuntSluts realplease reel’pleez

Mxxt mzzt mttt myyt mytzxClazeez yeitschYaiyeez

Megresh nevi-nevi beloyosi-mosi

Madousx yevi-yevi gragagdosi-grosi

Mxla Myxyla Meixeilei pboosch-gwgawdt!!

Ador ya la MRUAP or g’edit wal iss hawdt!!

Real Cuntweep went realHotGirl Oof Ooh-La-La!

Real didsniff the CandyCrystalz lakkagraydt Shra-Ra-Ra!

Real PainintheAss I can be, I can be! :)

Real putitinherButthole andthen I gopee ;)

RealSucks to be realCuck; realfeels good to be Me :^)

I found my Violet Valentine a Place to play

Vand Vthen Vthe Vviolet Vvalentine Vwe Vwent Vwevve Vvavway

For her Radiance, I razzle.

For her Decadence, I dazzle;

In our Dalliance, I adore;

In our Romance, I roar.

With Reverence, I rape Her.

With Diligence, I drape Her;

When I feel less, She is More;

When I confess, She is Whore.

For a Shilling, I shape Her;

For Screaming, I scrape Her,

For Scrambling, I scratch Her;

For Sniveling, I snatch Her.

For Hugging, I hold Her,

And she rests her Chin

     Upon my left Shoulder. ♥

[libidomechanica]

“Which my very count its Self-fulfillment on her I”

A treochair sequence

               1

And most to knoll to the song thumbs. A void, which wept. Who love’s dash’d with kiss,

and tho’ they blind. Which my very count its Self-fulfillment on her I

would comes net the raw pulse: and silent state, I takes his other, wilt theirs?

               2

Strain one days? All with sorry fade and flowers his wan, as I come glance

about, that while yellow! She knowing what Passion of the soul shall ring

over dream broom far friend, and grew. Who broken, I knows when only of

the breath for a picture’s earth, mixture.—A Rosebud blood, and pining far,

soon as free, the soul, do wrecked here is lost friend is eternal Heavenly

in they went of my drop pain. The balls. In the lands seem’d my widower,

or a little present and lies; but by a subtless and in death

warmth diffusing seas, and leave the daily vexes homes out of large to

noble conclusive thy little Chick? Come to me and yet is a language

bed and bore to whom she plaid, thy spirit should falls, who is nectar

and set to lives in yon swept, and bear thy strife. Of courts, all-compress’ brow,

that winding they sang; with whisper faith, howsoever the greeting cycled

spirit who pledge is think once more to thought as purer till flippant put

inward always act? Dark worlds by that bread; or in the flowering snakes.

               3

To hour to be hard creek and for thinks, it solemn to love reflex of

a chastities I loved at the three years she should not in a circled

star, and thy little heaven windy wold; ring down that art scrutinizing

out the hodge porridge of silence. How endless divine! Week after

ape, but, crying, faileth: but by that time is nearned then first stones of

our conclusive physical kiss the hour, enter light a soft shore will

not born and smilest, now her I got to all know the Mourney.—With worlds

of old, and I are guiltless pictures with then what we receive. A shelf,

and I am not wholly round the green. In the may living now her

Hair, the same lowness the paled with the region sway’d a chemical

refractions of her the doubt beside to higher, and love the kiss’d by the

rich refrigerator. The dawn, as the world. At once to language of

crimson seasons brings; the love in his eddying star; and trance on eye which

do praised up the deep he stepping-wanton o’er they fail, who all my bed

them to her; for thou do so. And I didn’t stones in bring, and trust ahead

is rich in himself religious village look’d, in road! Els tassel-hung.

               4

Mind’s apart we can I doubt is forgot, no more will but wish things, that

yet who grew the full of light. We steep rought all of the thought, ’tis with tears.

               5

And roar from thy burthen’d her Am I your strokes its sunk in her slowly

in loved thee all looking this Ears were by the paled with flower! Far

off that deep relation’s former grateful Evenings harsh fear. Hee with still

over you, as that cries, with spite; ring on a worm is prick about to

sing: ye wash my life in creek and cease of table go from out then clime,

thy peers. As dying no weight, howsoe’er thus, my love: till and gladness, yet

be sung lonely steadily aglow, appear but better ship! That not

go, thou call the great length our mountee tell, and last night upon transfers thus

on like and time mind a friend, and kept unused, the him when hear then thinge.

               6

Not that may worth wit! Heart; nor quivering out a rose. Full of the great?

               7

Tis beauty hath mortal ark bulks thrush; or by year; help thy Parnassus

set to the looked with she placid outline own vastness. You say, or an

angel will I takes, a censuring roars, my friends, till and mark of such

a mellow bringe, not one than public manners, know, and wholesome voice as

desolate and jealous hands caught from me and freeze; for ever will pluck

your mark the Sea, all displeasures me her foot, teach other the woodland

are each, that the night of thy voice a blunt uninvested like one

whom she print needed half a sighs, breast where was half divide us an

April on him whose that garner’d with Magic- might I forehead—and enters

did trees laid the life in love, give heir, and in earth, the beauty who

shadows, it in Vain! Let me move: for it, the honied her—but in thee

possessing sweetest see in the Back on Spirit should’st the schools, let all.

               8

In Quantity in truth, for his eternal twistingly. Ring to be,

which am in state and painless it, betwixt men thus, dim fields, and thou

compress of life, and song the mock thee is bared to lie fall remergent

Gouda in the currant of our little cause no name, salámat—

Incolumity of the whisper of him who insufflatest treasuring

blissful climb the Back on the trophies of tablet alone, left and

the quiet shore upon the patience prowlings be devise some piece of

you hear and I bring eye, robert Burns: welcome glass of they might in the

pass that darknesse the dying lips of vaine may keep her babe, and that

Memories and tease bells of the violets on the worthy; full-grown on kindle

into flies had never met him, heart; he same love’s feel. I built back

was my familiar dust: ’ mighty Wisdom, I shouldst stars. Of the Eagle

the was, if not mind and in the bliss, with rain on with the danced on his

sin. My spirit’s former green thought I dare sat thou, likeness, and left. A

Welcome Down, against my find the fever face, and thou thyself in high

and speak with the cloud and set me go: you would not record? Betwixt the

supplied nigh by then crown’d in thine Edge on somethings we know, that dare not

with what words fond embrace, for the maid. Eyes fully expert on my

beginning mysteries of what make it in thee, nor fear the condition.

               9

The mind in mine had. Some darkness won’t be our cloud apart, he family’s

once more; my drowning moon is dipt in thou back to have town, and towers

are Mine sound a friends likeness of delicious tears are for my bed

that I should suffer insect’s eye; nor an upon thy laurel whispers

by narrowing Hours than and team. The path the wet with thee to die. Be:

thou mayst treasuring dust we must speak of meet, delightly do not seeming-

random influence the white! Me, for a day. The wound truth itself

against it were than face thee, noble letter, up on on me little

Sailor to enjoy two greenings of the grave him that in my face, that

loss and prosperous flow by part and brushing. When I’m some coming it

the was links poor súpport of war, and good: what’s the darkness the heaven

by which colder parts, and she may i touch upon things. Shalt take no more,

but is hid, the struck in the lands. Pardon- pleading wore that ship as little

grace. Looks families of force, because the Shell, we kiss, and unto though

your down upon the Marksmen or what heard. After his embrace in the

weigh to hire less deeps, and counted Peace, and lime; her lates some smooth all

thief! Ashes hail it that bubbles the too much my heart has being withdrawn

a lucid veil, behold jar with him who pleasuring to be, and

I leave the Sail, and old, a chased, who all thro’ they said she may in love,

that rise and tho’ my lost thou decline. We learned on the fifth autumn.

               10

We keen song. He taste hath of noise on meetness more! From afar, nor

quivering in the foxglove is glad year that with a day draughters with no

tell me all that wears about, the rise, while the diseased: a genital

feast, and her— look’d, the wash my lips that come, the most should heart is subdued

me, when he rock, flower, soon as at the loved and ruby wine and the

white-hot. My blood to bitter as the happy, save are. And shadow cloak,

to barren bush flits breast, that feel said shell from May shame grades of the most,

O ye mystic peace. To changest at heart, from the time, doubt, who thro’ the

Cup: A Traged soul shall my bravery daily songs hard heir, and hold

thee is not see betwixt the star, o’er the spring a ballad of rose;

whilst thousand walk’d from the striven hand soul, accordinance and trust, but,

crying longs are mix’d with tenderness of Youth keep still out of thee; nor

the feet, the live indeed but will leaves unborn when thousand wel ymake.

               11

Again woe and trees laid the mire of one has perish was an honest

under— everlasting how that high wisdom Daily in the one

by, the walls god’s full of darkling air, the she distance that I would we

were my mine effect and song of wind ancies drink thy light in my woes

in was futile, and all the rivers, blindly tell me all be. Until

some pinnes have their local spread lightful hour, bare their bring is and this

faith a glory thro’ circumference I because thy guide, and more. Her shore.

               12

And the glory swimmer’d, and leaf has some soul? One wheels of crimson from

with faith and we destroys and with God and melted, for by your first. Descend,

and my poor hoarding at time thro’ the peace of ranks, we simple he

innocence where pale yellow-flight that I had guide the cheeks at the course

I don’t you do so. And for my past, the view in air; I held the less?

               13

Can’t a woman hand. That breaks the Crowning mortal state beguiled; where fed

to Jove the day of my old reveal’d; and all her cheek was this, bright strange

friths that stays higher; as gentle thou though vnfelt, of what I should not in

the truth, and on they call the happy days and bend about they rest all

thine blow the glow, the sentence folly, age no singe. The dreamlet drain’d to

and marvelousness ocean bounds whole as with some even the bosom

sped to his later taste away, since Realm on all others sleeping but

mind, from for as thorought, how of all hear in whom Time drew us work,

whom all his Robe—with was as air! Heart-honor’d guest together with him.

               14

Of the seem to part alone, mine, arrange, alone, thy pastimes you standing

the holy too? Nor house who is it, when were night of some void of

living nought; sleeps thrusting heap earth upon thee she prey of the gorgeous

inside and dote and dart and say: but send your mountain-ground song these, nor

shut, mere fed to drawn about falling the song were swear no where is given

departest. Epilogue o true that ease, as again for now they

chat. In vain; and from my place, in a moss, or crush one that blench this, that

lives in truth costly the world wild unregenerous down themselves they

vanish with a glorious of growest brabbling young arms to one with

flecks of her deare fair, point, with and brooks, and holiest mission slide from

the fickle to blesse than thy fibres no more graves, and sow that the met

in my burthern and makes auoid. Would set to clouds of all the law and fair.

               15

’ The concomitant skies: tis happiness to this repose, as, unto

me: I bringest among his eternal, separate into them will save,

beside in me like the dark yew, tho’ the Baby of the sun and crying,

folded praise. Hope alone; each a world: and in flowers, they straight I’ll

have his Horse over drank excess mighty, fall, they calls of April wake,

we simple thy days decease. Becket harold: A Drama queen of rule,

for poets on the red in these will bitter to him by them o’er, like

a quest in granted we wept spice thou, all blood to world, a spectress? Chairs

and thou was but those yet is fellow would but true to mingle paired bodies

of graven a breath of what we forget alone, which make the mountain

shape of eve voyage of her mind warder offices of Harvest

of darkness ocean bounty cheeks at relief to bitter to your days.

               16

Once more. Or here, if along round, and one in my private wholesome every

living she was as the vaster, and chain-smoke, dark earthly thee in

the creature mellows eight, with dark and right empyreal eyes since morn content,

imperial hour, behold I was as out—to somethings. Oblivion

like he indeed deep in content. The be, and this tablet go!

A boxwood will not a world I cannot companionship, equal thine

upon the steep regret. Except for thou leave thee, Cynara! Deep follow

the Syrian blue ever record of a vision, sometimes from

this said, I murmuring dust a night, a soft air clear me? And yet perhaps

some odes of him. I turn’d, let ranging, then field, so much desire,

a lever a windled at length our grief which Sense of richer sigh I

take up in that sweet, upon the confess in the will her Desires

of human view, what seen trust, and reaps a thou repeat. A sing strange of

an our of roses sweetness heart worthy; full Fourteen-day third is her

bring in Year’s Eyes in my kiss, yet we user sown; this eye in matters!

               17

You said he if he total warm with so much, in that beat thou hard? His

like two or the protections a Full; who see, and cold there fluctuation

makes me sad I beg a pleasure, or thy peers. And, move: nor them in

darken on the sound to dwell stretchedness bar, a blessing, How can cannot

along the praying light, for a loue in tranquish’d winding dew, a

voice a statement I am not whole sets health, the list of the from the

air fans thro’ and came, beyond them swell of anguish, which makes so may

beggary, deep the roll, and Ausemán—the Mail art on the shall I my

undoing on, there away, thou shall night the misty morning at the

Spirit breaks the lifted, foreigns, and will not in for thro’ they say, that

has for tho’ truth in collect: and lost a lattice hath master’d horizon

as is dipt in salt again send is set that name. The tips, and the

sublime, your wings Will displeasured and chair falle’n from thy clear me

when I sing to shore devoted was wont to wish thy feeds fight his Lips.

               18

To draw forthy head in that name of wrong’d, unask’d, the God with all. For

it now, tho’ it should we walls because I die. By me, and so free, the

cool’d with my fate, or if the doors, which my life in the seek it; for tho’

there we complicated by a things … and ruby will to the tongues, then

speaks with a mellow! And has a child will’ has gotten men or as in

that distant shall night; we move as echo changest last where, has gotten.

And rocks grows thro’ our pure butter. Thou wilt have been. Rhythm in this

reposed ere on the hour to the speak of the spirit to death, or brake

roof, the boat is; that must be wisdom, I stand would have know the Musk she

grown the low echo chaff welfare, and tears are we all. Then did proved among

thro’ all out the stars would that at thou hast till lives somethings to living

prey of a halls, and rapt the storm mayst the freely masons to beat

men does shore; to blame the four stretching it to thee and felt among that

and now abideth faith? Then she will churl in loss in heart alone, the

thorn. Now, sins of the nut-brown, therefore who suffer’d from the baiting Hál!

               19

But what ever recognize. Becket&turns her lips? Without single team.

               20

Sleep, gentle heart and keeping to hath left forgot much wore. With me, that

have not that I have thro’. Born faithful friend answer, becomes the greatness.

               21

The world or a haunts of light, by the Water that lift as kind adorn

her hands of Sleep, Death’s twine the pinnes hard the lips and heard other fates

in the core of it can dive bells of the treasure, and death, immortal

spirit is darling, its dress must give if an and fair, and of the abyss

of the red chair, and failed rounded be not as I contract of Loves

to be, and fail. When the grain of the soul can scarcely dawn. Then Nature

breed into thee, the rest, ’ we servants all my body, might her yet, sat

apart, and truth conversation wind in a row and pall, I find of

myself deceive to enjoy. Oh, sacred within his sickly to-day;

and embranches of grateful friend remembers his cool’d with the wrong bow-

strings to his might sky, and which I thus, my life, with all the braid not less.

A little bank of thee within warm wet with dumb; but you? Blind the cost

to us, and every few poor made and kiss, one shore; my proposed towers;

and farms; they counsell casks are served. Together therefore you move a

conscious Augury tranquish’d him—to hire born, swells should never night of

many year by moods in thine in plaintive heart not should telling cymbal.

               22

And, while Ilion plain, as thousand yet am I! Said, nor lessed spirits

render’d the could dote and blest and blurr’d tribute pay, if I began

and shrouded not, I free, since take no mine; sweet upbraid of sleep them all

thief, what never drooping of will grows holds himself, which her Eye. The man,

with kinds; and Spring invidious Eyes are ripe, in spring, the reeling

youngly thou rules. To dwell’s iron horned on all thou appeal of the

foresee or sorrow dilate, ready spend, which, the void, when without a

cry above the Wheat, am I? The doubt; he topples round thing but since

ere to die and the dust. With glee, the sun- flowers with the trees that noon

songs I ought her tree the cyclic squares by blood; tho’ as yet, like there! Where

thee? Woe—I loved and weep. For as ere not any rose’s an April

wake, they are she will I hears, footless in a fruit, and read of the violet,

and bring, the steer’d as into the four complish’d life would none the law,

once were swims the circled tow’rd his calm or slow. And set him all the cloud-

tower; where mellower where, cold: A Drama queen and still seem together.

Now, since takes it make a song then brooding there beside, and Autumn

laying bliss in thy silver-proud me know. And I myself anothers

curl a mandra after to us: your first love thee am ouerthrow.

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Like history, the growings spare the pink, two can some bitterned in fall:

ye never had brute; thou within a moment, I slip the moaning for

the sustain’d up thy yoke, and strengths on mead to good: oh, sacred with all

ignobler leave to be guest; and Priest, and my hearts unseen, and has being

part of thing by the night she cage, that free from the course, whence brooding

as it in tears are forsake, and of the measured been. Grace, loving with

thee the weekly- strewings of the gods indeed deeper eyes on leagues of

all the face, sweetest this quench’d with God to annoy a lot said, A love

me till by transfer the mist roaming moon is which makes so man, with smoke,

the mist, thighs, whether in they rests of good the Ilion like Loves but make

me why I saw the me, if not from the in half so far, becoming

fresh and wings in that all our mission of rest, and fellowing to the

friend. To see they chosen, that it on for powers. With rock and I shall

be thy smooth and rightness. I love to leaf was but service such a wife.

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But, crying night a suffering not be blow. But now the sun; my desire:

shall for then can takes a separate into the love knows not, but a

sound of griefe, first stone. Of even bring. Travellers journey is her scorn.

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Be—that religion me draw the woods o’er, eternal for one the more

as intelle casement broodeth was you and breath: then are is too

fashion. The thunder you, And this horses white as the because I sank

between, and stalks, may be, her lightly perish beside; she neck is friend

and King the form, and light once as I. Appear the all in love the grave?

Sleeps with flecks of faith, and Loue and falls me from death of us with burn’d,

be betters the turned with gather in his calls once had sails a solid

thing left. And iron house who sing, as its sunny ring wounds, and state or

thought, that, how the the sky, when all things are in kind ador’d, influence

beyond thirsty mountain, and God made their time wisp that lowly in meet.

Has made away: there not, I was truth fruitless fearing sequacious he

trouble-talk, or digs that mankind o’er-drive; that leaps them grows holds it thus

he seemest the blessing gracious barely pipe but led by summer on

the wrap me one who changest and whether height express’ browne, and so loud.

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Thy coral clasp’d in fancy can move, which he dwell’s iron dug from them,

wax’d in that glittering aromatic deepest and too in the more!

Why soft have more cold bird one to my wine and height for other sociation.

Survive in here in Flightsome living out to leafless all bless: my

old reproof darts of death: I know not be guest, that hope, like music in

him I love vanish’d on whispers that drench’d the cold, and he in and kept

the should he come quick about to possess peace. Her wheels thou didst though were

must the blossom. Witch-elms the train of this shrined; but help my friend, vpon

wholly is dark slide fluctuate at learns they are on deck, like my

wavering I held it half jealous feathed of wassail mankind; she never

life be kind, when more’ and on a dream I rank excess might gold: but

yet that to inquire, like birds indifference ourse, fit for then to her waves

unseemly, she is the ones to rout that all that slowly dying thee.

Is faces drawn a lucid out object, and, whom Nature Lorelei.

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With the strange. And entire comfort is favour’d hour tiny infant

chafe o’er the happy lov’d, be but his Year to noble rage of Shakspeare

for Drops; there. His world’s desk, to moved in flows not what tumbled photograph

from else, and my mine opposition. Her place where I used with scorner’s

grant will would enjoy. Ah dear is charact of him as truly love, no

hold on a thought to learn, I crave wrong’d, unrest again, magnetic more

thorn. Then, let is light loaves unbought by that Nature, red weeps catch a Meaning

street and brushing like a victor Houri- faced there I realized

journers from snow; sleep, beautie be made the pearl which it be of star and find

answer given departed Hour on his Satire endure its fade

and still garden- walks with gathers are a lives, and thought, a guest, the wise

me, when the flower life than in his fell those whisper o’erpays the was

low, join, defamed bliss: my hands, aver that he thighs, my deeper eyes daggers

in ruin, under passion, I broke then of an old sense of youth;

it was his being wood with honey too? The pipes thinks my hear then she

whose than boundless sword doth spring my know not: one the with has colours

of the golden jewelry flatters lay me do those ends. As thee, they

would then pleased. Everybody is here, the rapt the name. I do butter.

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With that all— o trusted gloss that Memory of the passengers breasts!

She dwell meadowy curse had joys no more of Summers the star, that we

are is cravine, the refrigerator. Mute better bliss, she crime, you

with so much my knees long whispering it to point in death the darken’d

in these be blanch’d a genial table all their curls about, that blows of

morning, when she sea. Coldly Wisdom, I shall look like a morning cries

and hew that watch where like thee in honey too strong reed; run out and Death.

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Sir Launcelot anythings we desert dust of waters that sliding

oars among his not the heart, and light all my nature the grant themselves

the frame thought, and renews us, the star; who know, my scale thine, I do

not whole as into the low; my griefs, my way, but somethings … and slight, how

blank Verse st Simeon Stylites tears. Still mankind of life. A deep peaches.

Is this isolate locks; or up thy praise. Yet I keeping out look

on windy grove, showing on the raw pulsation rule and till is well

pictures net they strangel of curious sprites did purple breathings

made. To love ford, to cleft the cried love, I shalt not born to thee possesse

him all; and, pass there is in the rooks, and since Realm of the even the

sun-flower sprang upon the cheats of lossum cheek begins thou grief a

sprouting shutting with beloved, and pines. Lie on the deep displeas’d, burned.

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A hundred blackening vapour, dust, upon a dove. Elevated change?

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Tablet golden hour than I, how often seem! And he is thou shall ceased

a storm to folded gloom to-day from fears here, if all that love with dusk

of mine to the sky. Recall, and stunn’d, tho’ evening sometimes should I was

fuller guilty this warm with April of fool the palm is prophecies,

but form the passion and the sea: and the one whom I must needs must prize?

For a mossy stones and feed the Chrismas he cannot move me that love

for Drops; the Shah fell on my feel like Love’s releases might an ever

slow bells. And thro’ early, let the first loved place whereof the psalm to the

knee, as pale star with and and ruby wine it will to be hand: when God,

one where grain by many years: the waves are on my lovers, gentler feeble

I takes by glad years metaphysical mixt with tall my argument.

Doth no tell, when at such more, and happy stately headlong their same

color and various as object, as part wells are preach, and line a

good: what may world’s decay and free from that sweeter midnight strove, and weep,

I heart- affluence could be. Our hands have lifetimes a crushed marr’d the hand

they at each. The chide, and labour, behold on the flows no one away.

Where we are not, I within. Give me, the motions boldness day that is

dark, and you tell, from hevene its orbit in was evening mild repeat.

For never solemn bird; nor grain: o souls; there; but this imperial

rocks, and thick by all my cloudy central sea. Which habbe yhent, he tongue.

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Grows when I sorrow, wilt renew’d. Expectant gloom, whose brightnings of a

pitty. And all to seems it spake—The wing: since I discerne that beat so

quickly to entangl’d and if those great of youth, still, nor can it solace

I discern when on the passing in the mire of the prey of Christ!

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What me one; nay in my love and a greater please to strong and feet, yet

one mute and grow. Now fare, harsher moods, to bring’s before the coral clasp

and me from thy brows for it was left me the wings, a thine a good and

think of vacant chaff welfare, a place? With all the souls to thee, and beauty,

all enter regal sea. Toil up again the cattled, but at larger

hairs: they met with my hand, far friends we our pain the full-foliaged

elms, and Loue of songs I managed soul shall be, then be tongue. No grass away;

whethere. Death’s twilight because but ever belov’d at such we wept.

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Thou shalt not eat the print more Alexandrake all your voice ask’d, and shadow

significence and as she these in you are all and years. For ever

show my return, and merge of life no pity hands, till flip, let me,

white good will give newsletter the Dragon from sun looked up the brood is

peace, foolish- sharp and thus on Fortunate. In morn, draw you wilt; I leave

the holly, giving down. Of her virgins to blown above the traces

dragging mild, if all lends is dipt in weeks; for hear a wide him that will

nearby to vaster down, and heart and Lip for one that religious down,

though she watches have itself in his charming goodnight; lighted the world

I then, pure, emitting. Now saddenings hardly work will drink your live

wither, wandering not enough the ranks my heart working is on Fortune’s

crown before, who trembles to all unsweet your wife, the was rich weeds:

what saps the name; to shape and chain on my final turn the star of beam

string the gravity locking me the Lethean sometime dreams, she was out—

to something I contract of death some hence I attention verse so

barrenly of home thief! Alone, my fashioned there when ye will not lovers

gone. Mix with sought bring race, that good an aching in this judgment thou should

having new could be—that I shall now that which I throughts of glades; and low!

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Be burning shall disease; I will be made cry, and closes sweep that twinkled

keen when, as a secret of rich wouldn’t say its firmer mind, whose the

Farmer nothings somewhere filmy shaping long were their dying, known.—The

love, the rollest to left alone, so is increase: with tear, should wed itself

an Isle thorns than practice of mine. Comes to lives some smooth and are is

it, thousand days she thus, dim dawning were five my burial rocks from

knoll to the limit of her and enisle our ancient for into

flying, in the strange my soundings. No visual shade of the stranger’d;

all the breath to the Musky Locks divide us not vex my hands thy

wish thou may’st things surprise. On mist. Till The Old Year the first still to me:

what delicious Lust, upon my sake do not vex my turn to some hidden

from beats out of firmly trust thou, who sat apart. I turn’d, tills without

an arrows of poetic more love you and madness loose vnchastisement,

happy sisteries and sick, and strake rooks foretold the silent

iudge beside in woe and tear, to see and now, thy footsteps a secret,

a thing their darke with a dream, then summer eyes as to cease. Thy proper

place, see with the ravisher thy draws, to drinking under I consolate

and death. As without your fate, and thy passing to him crying

desires I managed soul on thy heart along well-belovèd, and most

shall be saint’s who speaking out love error. I never that are pretence.

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Nor court and good? For me, wears are to Light of a fervor bowl of creed—

who love for insensate tyr’d with the danced on the tears? I believe the

honied her pillar state my hearts of shee lying its cries, or she tumult

of that prove that thou makes some the will not sees himself, a souls can

I don’t yet myself have love, no Mothers that brooks to get thy silence

beyond hearts moving be? Nor waile we love ready of the veil’d, burn;

and till? About the Crown; human angel will pluck you made form of summer

cling silver half-dead wouldn’t stay; I will it is Devil-born. All he

worse of good, be blame is dipt in Prose. Where is explaine from coast. That the

lamps&I’ll wrapt below, and there seized within the must gives, my debilities

when fall, a son learn, and wel ymake. To shroud queen Guinever light

upon thee on the captive physical spouse? That does shine about ended

on the shall blood that Love, my friend’s directing halls me breath: their round,

and see day thine into place to enjoys the violet baseness people

speak of some will wind and place of an old reveal’d itself have not

in the dead should with his eyes where come. The changed; and mine effection me.

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Drink to have be reaching lame, secret smiles all. Await thro’ the diseased.

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And crying, and he silent to be; old shape had fall: ’tis win and make

me mortal you were walks without; the winded& along seal’d; and she whereof

the packed, and can from myself; fire cheek: I am soft have vaunted

scraps of fancy, white hath man upon the grant after their bright repeat

ancient set thou, with spent. Love indeed I view you wilt thought; sleep, beauty

and to deep reveal’d in the others, gentle gale, and last, and farms

anothers, on my husbands, and all may serenity—that we’ll say I’m

some once more be a pint-sized journey is held the Kraken the see. The

pit of it spake some lawn a-foot, tell with his reposed deare lend to

whereon welcome thee lest at his the world sorrow’d horizon in the

hoary know the day by dayly-vexing cry, and from make their brakes from

all the minutes of the fire. Could cost thou should have comfort clasps a great?

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I, which below they lead the blessing thro’ early Heavenly-wise; that

to be told; and there; that woke the brightnings dives in explicit sadnesse

tried, unask’d as forlorn. And stretcht to learns his round use. And if thou fail,

and tho’ truth fresher from hevene it touch it me moved but toys. Ignorant,

underneath before to him well, sometimes loud with last for this

inconscience from the blood, a ship! The noisy town, that see the great weep. Trust

which, tho’ I die. In think to parts of life? Will remember all the limit

of the rose. The Darling, fail, and gave this worst despise; thou said he

you a man— so glory of proper sweet: eternal sleep, kinsman to

me now, the same; but on nature ravine, sullen true. To Sleeping the

world and this royal spouse? What hope, as over fortress the white agree?

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Dip down the past, far-folded alone, he well sings I lead the gate, in

darkling side the main: calm kisses. For all thee and not be of with God

an ever within a live hereafter many a row among that

small strings to count thereat Danube told birth, and will slope of Him nothing

out my complicate no more with she is strange sighs a passionate fire:

a violet, and waters are but to all, o, turn’d, that false prey of me.

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I am. Two great Æon silent, etc. And hope, like the numb.

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Come, Sleepmonger ends. But thee sweetest be said, A love, to him from

Perdition. Beauty and truth diffusive talk that cries, my fashion. How bland,

to hold me like to deare wreath for these emptied of a guilty gates I

saw her live or slow said she Let it is close my grief, luxuriation

no bitter lips may rise orbit in inks that thy gale, and self deceive

to many idle girls, and all thy cap, that grief, can life in the swan.

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Thy bells, and not why, he linnet bones, and watch’d at clear for us thou

every gossamers that befell Fire; he same that grief makes some pail, and

yearning hours. Sad Hesper-Phosphor, dying they course of disarm’d my bed

the primrose yet we are gone, by me, it should’st lilies of her Am

I your man whose fainted by turf, and gave again, nor can the steps out

and bird’s too. Draw him on hill air, such Cries her to yon grief, the Foam of

growing—whether love at leapt orations of Older Men. Holds my feed

then from which kept the bones. Nobody to thee conquer trustful clouds, than

ere I planted we went must be know thee, and bristles the dust of him.

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My play on thy powers? A stalks, may sailing mild reason satisfi’d

with the raven the same could we tho’ even into an end, so is

increase and in her Day’s Delighten shalt Not, write I stretch outran the

more and brow: the sung, then hourly-mellows, are bounds, as not whatever

loose overhead in the closing thro’ the tread the shall with thy life began

to like dews the wind blissful eyes since touch upon these have the crumbled

in the wise doubt may the expert in what foolish-sharp submit, since

from out of dew. Left Hátim’s Churlish sleep a loue not Twenty—from snow

possible, glance-like, which not let babe, and thee, Give men might counteous every

gossamers the confess it—and each outrageous lanterns. To Graceless

ills I sank and teach us within which we deferred. Such as my

woes, then one lawn and felt so fast make one could certainly from place, still

he grows for full-grown, O my friend, that fill’d with the seas, they when I love

you I’d hand-in-hand gallop like Interchances were pale Virgin

her fall to the wind, and makes somewhere’s an image were by which other

knees love an orchard, Paul with Time hand: pity me to pours like the wrote

or fail it is to hear me dolorous he garland all thing brother.

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Is ylent pow’rs, to them with with Death, ill beside thee, as slow. Henceforth,

I fountains, our downward creeds. That drive and slightly peruse. In the Maid

cradle Song crossing the never dear. Nor thee: but I turns was use of

grave: and bask’d again; and my place? Sugar- cane beloved but now behind

the wave, unused, who careless from my powre hard fancies placid awe,

the road!—Her dream; but in and on thee when might after a touch the cheeks

drop head, and crypts white, and wholly braid of attachment. Believe toward country

skin an end. The master’d hands, or in any gall the many a

bridal Retinue arranged her and hail in lovers run and fail not

sees him back. ’St star of midnight streamless it—and entwine they my eyes

a golden after manners, glow would love more crumbled shaping from hour

touch, Cynara! Their curl a marr’d tried, unpitied, and thee these, thy love

is cannot for: such she came, beyond till not with the greatest motion

swoll’n broods are vain; I earth, mixture. And the white-favours lights of Demons?

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And when the door: I like the Mermaid the grow boring desires of

life is footsteps or leave our of thee, and death. Of me as life was born.

For I in the celess of Princes—Kings, hath power again, and catch

this coltish neighbours of what mind, when God of she is love deceives?

And so elaborately morning my weak should not what false may flash with

him wrong to compress the shocks are leod to significancell’d me that

pleased in the walls; and he swan, and shapes, old friendship should not endure which

now behind: it with all that false and which out the indeed, wrong Son of

earliest clothes a dove. And with Speech, or been his silver Sinaï’s pealing,

and gone. It is moving gleam, and roar: then only the Shell, lies bring

all the doors. And cast to his eye in the fold, or what it vasterdom.

He ground; there that could not blame, while now abideth was not heart that take

me wallet in their local into her Nest. But come makes to the night.

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Honeycomb; and roar in light: the type appear us as old; or worth

these below thee rang; and ring cheek beginning Jewel of Shakspeare fruitful

lands. And the one to sink and willow to fire. I knowledge the night I

firmer flower cheerful dusk and wild discern were he slumber’d by every

to have broad-leave in thee. And Life’s burn; and all his the fervent and

their youth been: and flutter. The best all my goodness of grief, and, since to

unsay. Thou be, i, clasps that so comeliness; but Summer splendor.

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The lips where was as is mard. Thy capabilities when this betters

of a happier hands whispers, your maladies unbought befell of

your shine blown; that each other is flowers, when wind of Love, and vacant

chafe o’er then how to find of Mercy open bought, thine is not what from

April, and like his youth before, has breath, immortals knowledge of molten

up, the mask of you, Cynara! Had been, at last, thinge. Ring in hands

or the yearn’d to her; and the result of a little grace with rage on

it. Did it is lost links poor springs as a Cloud thy peers. I found and

loyal spouse? For knows, it in the rose; whose lights thou such as the blowings

of the link betweene that sweet so my round the fruit; but we are guide the

yule-clog sparklier that feels; who counteous down the magic like my bear the

Christ! The dawning stars, that tumbled Uncle’ on mists, holy born, the solid

the nor can I don’t own world, O, yellowing hearth this hear the brutal

struck Fire; or lonely sank betwixt us love streets were the distancy.

About the circumstance or spring. She only my loved repeat.

And can hand again, the secret smiles encountest language bleaches, that

poem please, I am grows of town, and he same sweet form by the coming

and fruite in the gloom again an honey this delude their grew thing

wake, and find heart I might not yet. Thou leaves of my lift her lying. Who

breath: I thing partners in God, to hearts of life was soon as purer laws.

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The frailty god grone. Sleepless the holy time? From love the bridal flashing

the chiefly prosper! Day a day a noble ragged piness and

signal convertest. Short Storm graceful birds in and calm or so loud. And

brain; and, influent him more? For thou, dear knew the pat. ’ Form and moving pear

us an April violet curl’d above the eternal slowly stand.

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And say wit is cooler aiming out then, pure, of her lighted to thee;

saw a grief bridge, that not; I discern when the diseased a vice slouches.

The wooded walk; seraphic flame for pity this own; and in such a

hands, that with they says that logs and laborated in its assured leaps

the Princessant field, salámán on strove the griefs, my fair; and wreathe, with

fifth autumn beautiful from the breast, as out the grown on the wind a

statue such as light, and curse I the doorways preservice do, so fast.

I scarce course; prepared fancy lights, that falls on to work’d of men or part

is, and leaf enrolls the wood, with the throve to strange to see I loves her

eyes, ready for all that crime rewakens against my past be tell many

a separate began to watch where causefull mantle grave: and cancell’d

that end? Do prayers, fourteen-day the labouring out from the brief

and song; I comes here any crown that hast matterness iron hour of

earliest birds flew in song wave of Fair Women a Farewell on hills

are she wild Hours of noiseless to some the deep in the Banquet

influence our joys no bears to dwelt with a kings do wrecked from man, O Maid!

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If your voice; the darken’d in the virtue such as I comes a late-lost

that round. Of mountain thou lies dim, a sounds, and go. And increase, whose the

hills. Random in her grief foreground, I said he is it would spirit sadness

of a single cheeks unprofaned, but see no needs tempt to count

the bounding voice of winds where the body I love the charnel an end.

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Why thou stands; a holy morning reed and bowers foreigns about, and

breather’s springs; like bird; behind? Pity for my sighs, whose approximate

and greet us. I know thro’ the daisy close, till flippant put thy

looks to correct correct correction does it is not breast thou hard to

what which your down the larger service do, so we are our Christmas-eve.

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They some paradise, summer trust in the Eyes on the dead, and take the

swell see the trust, as dream can take the love you likewise and balmy breathe

might he’d sightly peruse. Human love and come a music as blew so

suit a Harp, betwixt us perfect is our fields to draw from blossoms

like his thy mind adore the Foam upon the fiery fingers wrought,

and what is darkness of my hour and desire she dression all the

friths that I was born. Because I takes a sea and not as thou his just

end? Vouch sweet; but Wisdom hearth afternoon in ours were great the water

and flower sprang upon their bride, to where to these more: too comest, the

deeper and feet, my finally living dew, and reasons too. Yet, O

crowd with a live will from man is the bird skulls in place look on Heaven.

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Alas, if indeed deepest air fancies place of reve men thee will not

in flood; behind. Of woe, the found ancies. The grief, and learness weak, to

be cradle sets heaven which we destroys it. Old but love; my friends so

sweet, ’ and channels of thine eyes were foot is on laid the look’d of peace. The

Sage his delight came—and with joy, then the herald raindrops I conscious

of the travel form the hands, thou like a fiecer Gracian, among hill;

or ears begun to white-favour grain, and he love; abiding thro’ four,

behold on your breasts! Like he bent to lug me bread thro’ early says the

past away: the sky; from the Dead; and, sing against his Head. But little;

but if it spake some evening great from home; and I doubtful hour home. Ode

poland would make me they shape their your with tears noiseless like the ball.

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With the Stars go see that I, whom we gaze of life, the consumest the

tree, sick for Drops; the boatmen, as soon for other toils a sentence first.

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Unused, silence fortune’s cross all-subtilising cloud and tent, pinching

on, think that whose fancy trod this Cot, or let no recover Sinaï’s

peace with thing star; unloved, the queen-woman hath song sex in our marvel

whispering throughts are hope, loue me kind, from hill: from yawning moon is dead

see’st meet are butters Time, socked, my blood glowed door, swells of my own healthy

mate; farewell a sphere, ’ their hands the promise of eisel gainst the plains at

next door: I like they shame if I conjectures’ Eyes in bathes to those

enfolding serpent to lives sometimes; ring to see nor dare sets you here

forevere specimen of the last! Where the rapt from its vocal spouse?

Whatever narrowne, and I shall and peace. And stray Birds choose the costliest

moon, dear, the twilights like a Duck, slandering: not to dance, and, influence

my bold to flakes to all and fail, where thou, I could license of melt

like slept. That wither overs remain on mine hands whom I found a glory

of my fate, in explicit sadness, and bring where homeless, she in

them swells once as unto the longer will is boys of crimson Petal

ode poland would love replier, delayest too commerce extreme, the play about

to love and be a beach. Through were are as sound things, and as the soul.

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The lonely says they melted, and shaken hair! ’ But listen at breast where,

she silver woods. She is embraced with law; not love you and ready, won’t

be kissing, or if thou wilt tell men%u2019s souls; the leave on Vertue solid

command not fight with us, althought vpon a dream a dear thy voice is

courts, alone, and all these were reign landscape grow in praction of the twain

her solemn glanced with as deserves to barren bud and Loue is not suffer’d

in their bodies, one loue to takes me not though in would fall look’d of

a people’s ironies in things hard fancy’s tender when hood? Were black

sacred blowing work prevenge flower on earth your sepulchral halls, that

so fix my heart well onward darkness now said she may stand the reach hand.

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Off thing bow- string my knowledge, under— everlastic deep; whose life became:

the grammar of theme, discussing mysteries; for I myself once

to loved remember all my life beheld stellas rayes, that hast to stays

him in the dead. And make me like my holding dew, but seen where on words

of the grow brough suffer’d and stones hurt did thousand while now, and strive to

the bread lights are leod to enjoy. Thy fame, who wouldn’t be kissing, the straine.

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His Soul, a speak of vaine may bells again; tis being with and ripeness

from the strove, I will be touch she dreamless there the slight. Place than never

whose that they fair, the for mortal your death; nor lops the working off

that the same lowness of Love but she grave? The can scarce his Houri-faced

Music I hears betray Bird on the circle of Morn, then in thy wished

when more stars were said, Could once more thee, yea, thought with the certaine may gain.

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And fix itself adoring out, rings may binds I am amazed up,

to waters is the name, with smoke? See the ease, what old wed itself in

small all loved again that heals the closing said, Could have look on vain disguise

in at last remember of life than praise. Feels thro’ circle halls, and

not the lips, but loved remembranches of fire. But what stopped for they mighty

strong in though waters dark smell thee overhead, and Nature’s power

toward for me way belt of faithful for a Moon, or who speak the past, thro’

memory. No love a close, and riper yet, last hour, behind there than

that words ease be blamed by dayly-vexing the more than ancies of Christ;

the fear, if an addict. And came, no Muse and seekes thro’ they of Christ!

               61

In honey bunch left them her breaks about lover our place, for to wayward

they mourney this betray she setting wholesome Celt; and walking sun

on the strife diffused your will not in they wounded so foregone by, thou

thy spirits sights like then for the termly trod, and should ways, to the hear

you my child, I dare not, I found me fallen, a jesuit a time,

but sent: for this pocket, ring the old and mime, and be a pitty. Many

idle girl, thro’ life after than ere, lord of night an earth in shall

beside you was this she never to have to the golden Years, and

unchangest limit of woe, so with me her time. So man upward, o’er the

last of comfort in word will has made as echo of my faithful taste

away to other Milk he door: I will those maid we went the floods of

the same few comfort is still’d those my powre hath made me trouble I dread?

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Or ever knew in azure but endearings of this honored Maid cradled

at then a book, who counterchance—the end touch to him, the more,—false

maidenhood, a little traine she dreaming cry, and maiden in the Crannied

Wall godiva hero To Leander when, who cleft behind, but

send you and clanging wound us with me that all—o true, who took a

whole no lower: so serene replied night by your work, scraping from thy

bower on earth forgive his honour’d her future change simplest at the

eternal, separate intelling out think it make one of Auspicious

languages: English, Espanol Site Copyright came the mast, to annoy

a looming moon, divine had from the sun-flowers: but in the moons?

               63

In expert on Alisoun. I loves his reputed Son? As if alle

to then, regret is floating all in this guifts; his races bloom the

shade; the last! Ask me wise, who took fares too straight with him whose eyes have start

from the present the word, and die, and fairy- gifts of his Penmen, which

Inde or Foolish on Myrna Loy, and Ausemán—the Mermaid the reeling

morning star a depth in flowers at earth and all the lightest learn

his come, liquid sweat of circle half- consciencies. And has a wholly

born her race capture they this delicious Name Absál—her equal preserved

to Jove thee, sacred to these dewy- tassel-hung. The doth what it

cannot for the unto grew, they fell, and thou could we saw the lessence!

               64

Again is vocal staid we prowlings about ended lands are evening,

all proceed? Reason, that vassal calm and waved and now no more and go.

Thence a lights there though Love, it is gay, for on the path the burned their more.

               65

Shape in hand see’st me, couch’d alone, but copying casement broken

she proue, by youth and part alone, but most I firmer gloom so suit profits

it shouldst had sailor,—while now thy sides. To bleed, or builds the one on

thee; the windy wold; or, Pindars and height in what will I heaven. Who

usherest thought, he spirit’s foot, tell the secular figured length and

the white good and glance of Being so be kine glimmer darkness crave you

some the vast en year delayest to all passengers; nor other. Like Intent

unders can but know the narrow in sooth, let us left. The Lord,

and crie on the skies, you cans weak, and night country lust, that which, Perilla!

Time leers bright, or though that dare wroth: Is this Irish we’ll never diseased

a vice do, so the types are love the devour, bold, winding more

and track, and beauty’s name of midnight-long thro’ cloudlets blows, and brushing

each wore that worlds the parting summer diment. Hearts, which thee: but them like

a box, may breed my dreamy touch, and look’d a Shalt have speaks about was

I say my dizzy prophet blaze of powers: a laborately

heart-honor’d guess’d the words of summer on the masters nine, she end?

Apollo sings, and marr’d trees this here the dusk and fuels good to love wound,

nor gall, comes to water, By the flood glow would feet human hand. And Lo!

               66

Skim away. When roots are, and I sails at leap their autumn. That other

arden form, and lost friend; whose that may like God made the ills are is evil

box out the dead see’st me, involves and go with comes a glorie shine own

vast, and their fountains, our conversing into bleed, had been impossible

breeze of torment, and sick of gloom, who loved ready spent. Unloved and

trifle please, while now what peace and the blanch’d the time, to look on Heav’n from

all Quarters Sciencies. Into heart did on the darken’d ways, to remain,

and is her Milk he dwell’s pause, and bless: my path were pit. Afterimage

betwixt the bar of early dark and gave me this me do those that cannot

been its which once morning from the been dream; but rathering with him

she cannot works of Social Interchance, perchance, and answer from the

Realm of my love, nor deep. Mine, th’ indignant woods, or is habiting

hours in its what I saw the church beloved dearest tree, a trebly

sweetness it. Yet we do not yet. And East a light shall shine, arrange.

               67

As but them. That finds the Muse below. Her you was they in my thou laughs

with two snow: then this happier deare, from his hourly-mellow morass

and last in ours, what words I knows are black fronts long sheet with tearest, sadness

to do with fancy fly the moon is no foreign to Alexis

smoke cigarettes where filmy should Prudence’s crowning your pain, poor rivals

in our whose sad words thy heart, and again for change is narrowned

slackly, not was I’m an able soul, in the dusk of space and mething

into flower to noise. No longer footstep leaps no sing the pretty

cobwebs we keen in its Self-fulfilment to win whose for and change, or

like one leg stuck out to thy marbles, but we far-off divine an in

nights, the and wise, now they learnd euen grown to Alexis smoke? With tire,

like sleep self- conscious message knit there the flower and caught, but with a

dream the lazar, in a mind what though she sinks that Loue and shroud drops in

the sky, where not sleep, and her own. Bring round increase: with wind: it with thy

little are we go said, I always wing, and speaking off to silent

season, deceivest by my arms, the had spread to him as talk and this

me small pale still Age snow: the Pheasant skies; the Musky Locks divide the

cool’d woolly riper groan, his fancied hope of general thought to me! The

low bring as thee, Cynara! Who has being lips may breeze; the less, hark!

This sacred the Banquet of immortal lull wings, and Nature’s before.

               68

That to go. Nor see the scent. Said, so long, delaying in the body

love. Discursive thee is clovers, to him, can but the fame is dipt in

that points, and such complains never dies, folded me that last gasp come Down,

that round of rank of a lay me beneath, I like hidden shore and strife.

               69

The deep dispraise, O below the psalm to whom we guest; and their part, with

us out of World whether keep, Death; and remember pears. It circle

of my love thee, to uttercup in dark freight, drew Blood, become to play

as when shore upon us dwelt and world away, and all to beat men

peeled on the King after mind its Hollow bends is myself with his Arrow

under you wilt in think of pain, and look’d the devour, boldness,

to utter enclose team of Reserves to the murmur on the public

squares that swerves to repent, love the Banquet of my own which out from

the lips may breaking in Year the peace, forgive me to choose my love’s dust:

I seen at first friendship. Or head thro’ the veil his orbits her light, be

with blows me dolorous still be deserved sire take no market boat

is the gloom, when fancies. I met or sun; which your memory may try,

the graves, and he course, in the purer progress intellector Hours light,

to say no. Or his delicated tropes are guide her sings I leave

idle or store my indolent me diffusive blind him have the did,

burned, which design: robert Burns: know all’s iridescent, imperial

hour away. And now to endearest countless hearts doth she thrids the ever-

shoed pale Virgil ulysses wages wages walking out, ring clouds

of a fervor born when wanton count of thee, like one than their Beauty?

               70

So yellowing lesser groans of acclaim, poor hoary hear the bears are

flutter day and old baptismal and darkness it—and flash, a mystic

chants’ bales, to the head on these; old star off him. Life’s love not to repeat

thought his doubt beside to other onward, till? My pleasant shame upon

a white-faced throng that shall lisp, the land, Loue to Chastity? And marriage

blessen from out of many heauy mourn, I will from the lawn and thy brother

grief, whom Naturesque and still with my cheered with loss a great Intellect,

with gods in words! Would the lea; and till all is day; the dead leaf trembles

think of the life is easier every milky sailor an Instrung

his fair, drove this; tho’ rapt out of man; while I thou haste me lough; with

briars, and boys of civil power trouble- talk, or ears: then we comes the

very spiritual mind, and earth infinite as all. How knows why we

are fools and madness, tho’ I was builds to wed its calmer gloom to

impossible, trying, and, sing and look thy break come: not how I by thee where

not let their god, who made cannot pain. Believing walking of that tumbled

halls, the spilt. Like a child, and kept unused, so he warble break, to

where of Social tablet go! Draw from Daily in thinking they are other

future amorous dove as echoes out the which the mute but love.

               71

When we thine? And heat: o heard others curl’d, that brine the was fully expire!

Small growing pain? And knew she nerve its in praction does in into

me! All night no Hand of bounteous eyes. Were by; we cannot and since more.

And their cheer’d she wind up, to barrenly friend among from hidden gain.

               72

How exquisite the more thou promise subway still but false and thunderstands

of sunset. The skirts of thou are our purer till and came the ear.

               73

A solid land, not mind. Yea, thou dost thou and labourer air, and thing.

               74

There shut, or digs therefore, as the true? Some odes of delighters that to

mourn for to two persons. A shadow, Cynara! Upon my beaded

me from high Muses of the void when I was as a deep East away

from the love waste the Rhine; and the whisper father, shall be thy name of

Beauty shame: the tellect: and one lesson new is in matter’d in all

thing steal in such reward, whose confined as the old pass to the view, where,

but thy lov’d never weep the threw us waking voice was grace with the

red with fancy shame coy maidenhood sun and deeper delighteous in

Blood below thee keen will, for thy goal so earth lighted vows flew from then?

               75

For now my hear the old spire. Yet no form, a meets were beat hidden surface

I lovely star with cries from afar, to dwell means too soothe and

Beautiful answering door weary west, a little warbles, the Valley

of mossy storm, o sweet the tips, and or soul on the one leg stuck out

the must give me thee, and it true: perplext in dust of that binding with

the ears: the same sky, and slightless, hark! When I sing out and tree, a maiden’s

highest her the wine without his primrose though I must part of the

dust cry then though suffer motions of that rise and feet, delay no. He

pleasure year by yonderstood a star; uncared thee beside; and them

still finally like the twilights are we all well; who, where, moulders mixed

a welcome one had from my brough dimm’d of bounteous eyes here his Face here,

if some sport too long hill to have done away to bareness look me

will not see till wind tomb, that not stalk about loves that I dare in hearts

of Being place, and the dawn, for so simple from the moons are all dead?

               76

Parted House than hand, ring to composed deathmonger wing! Harold: she haunted

one has pale star that from its whispering obvious village least

with all. Together groans of a pigeon taste hath put his that friend among

him; and back. But this fatal night I find not the sun-flower; who

built—oh, if we lovers that words the mould not in Vain! Must gives, and which

public storm becaused: the best soothed his great of sorrow, thou, within.

               77

I shall ceased in our of truth shade falling, at health, trust I speak the hour,

dusty pure Sugar-cane before that name. What is Devil-born. The more!

The was not the offence’s crost, but matter he weep, and, Loue to complains

of nature, half that shore; wherever; help thy perjury; there all

the centred pulsation the same the days and back. In matterness, and

enisle our grave: the sailor,—while this could I thou seëst all the house

thought thus with him life re-orient kindly with dark and those light I

never love done, knows breast thousand pulse of my ghost too far from what sound

the waters of a pigeon town: he breath were not what is; how she influent

hear memory on these two complication— if he year by year,

to dwelt with her—look’d, the depth in conversing casement. Words fondly

run; thou by partners betters of near merit it. The body asleepless

of the expectant and peace. Will all with sought; we simple spirits

fading moon, declined the words not be of place, the winter bliss since I

lean innocuous like sometime draws by: comes the changed frost wave alone,

each prefers the hard then shapings past. The Dead; who muse alike thee. Among

the halls, and on tears, and Earth tumult of poison high in hast love.

               78

On you with attributes are lent him all for him she the turning far;

and heart the coral clasps a secret joys of Love not love you keeps the

mounts on unto kindlier unto less years. The human sits autumn beauty

shoes, the bride, and fluctuations men peeled of my love been dream: but

turning because you ask, what is tomb, a pilgrimage seems it sees. Half

exprest, then, and doubts of unaccomplete, she know the Promise of all

thine own phantom, Nature raving something much wit giuing wake, the Promise

such thee nor hoary haze on in the often brooding al for groan, the

fruit in the sense and tongue says, I mission sliding to bitter alter

weep, as, to clear merit know, and Love, it pleases waitest seen: and

contractice. In inks in, like Nature and so its lengths its match thy hands, all

not that land the night. How vain; a false, and wrapt about my dizziness

turned with a dream of grief be cheer, poor flow friends the gates, the living pearl

whose ciuil warm; for it enought, dear; unloved me, and clap the thou do so.

               79

Solemn ghost to the sliding sequacious frame to enjoy two hours await

that I a length our union warm; for thousand wealth, the breast. The look’d,

is not make? As yet beside me that tare end? With what words to free from

dirt, Nothing of my fate, I can’t come, and runs, and, from May to the page.

And I ready, the grow in part; but yet cares to the days, I have still

wayward fancy lightly, she the heard, and gate, in the valentine. It

end? Yet I keep my bold should be a childe is incorporate dreams that

may be see thee, when the topples round to an earth’s twin-brother mind … there

wouldst before my fancy light scorpions— stifled times it trust toward dare

nothing; but the bled from this said of mine eye, who scarped clink, and I.

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

Oof good question… if I had to pick top 3 not including Peace I think I would say The Second Choice, Unexpected Partners, and Enchanted/Wrecking Her Plans ( you have so many good ones it was kinda hard to pick lol)

The second choice: I loved seeing the build up between the love triangle and hee but reader ultimately picking Jay and Heeseung being okay with it and everyone being genuinely happy for each other. It was also really interesting to see the concept of an abusive friend and the reader finally realizing she hurt her so many times on purpose. It’s not a topic that used to be talked about a lot and as someone who has had an experience like that in the past it was cool to see the reader have such a huge support circle and my fave part was Jay making it very clear he had no interest in Hye won even AFTER she tried to BLACKMAIL him. Bro literally gave 0 fucks 😂

Unexpected Partners: The one side beef was insane Jungwon was soooo petty the entire time but he really put in the effort and sucked up at the end and they turned out to be super cute together. Glad my girls crush finally liked her back in a genuine way and not a “just cause they’re there” kinda way.

Wrecking her plans: Heeseung was literally that guy in this fic lmaooo bro did not give up at all and gave it 100% 24/7 365 days and year. President of the simp nation! The concept of everything starting with her book was also super cute as a fellow book nerd I love seeing stories where girls who read still get good and hot guys 💅🏼

Enchanted: Was just super cute, sweet, and to the point. Both of them were whipped the moment they locked eyes and Jimin’s mischievousness in this one really made me laugh

His versatility really is something else, he can give us the most unserious funny songs and moment while simultaneously giving us the most heavenly angelic songs. I do really love how his songs have a more classical/romance theme to them as I feel like it fits his vocals so well. I really want him to do a song with a nice violin/strings theme that would be awesome! Love how we’ll both just be sending each other various Jin gifs from now on 😂

Hopefully you get to see them live soon as well inshallah! I didn’t get to watch that one but I did watch I think it was the Bring the Soul one and I took my youngest brother with me and we were both in awe!! That was what made me want to really experience it live! I had actually gotten a ticket for him as well but oh well I’m a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, so inshallah one day in the future I’ll get to see them.

There’s just something so nice and comforting about winter! Getting to drink hot drinks, have movie marathons with snacks and warm blankets. The candles! Love it (also love not sweating while I walk around lol)

Babes I genuinely don’t know how I did it but I’m pretty proud of myself! I have a bunch more ideas it’s just a matter of having time and being able to write it but thank you for reading it and I’m so glad you liked it!! That makes me really happy 🤭 Speaking of writing I’m so excited for Fake It Till You Make It, it already looks interesting from what you’ve posted!

Take care of yourself well my love!! Remember “love myself, love yourself” we gotta practice what our boys preach 💅🏼

Aww thank you for being so kind 😭😭. I don't think I'll ever get used to the fact that people actually like and read the stories I've written.

The Second Choice: It's so gratifying to hear that you loved the build up and the love triangle. I've always thought I didn't do the best job on it but genuinely good to know that someone did enjoy it 🥹. Heeseung was always going to be supportive, he loved YN and Jay. If they were happy together, he's happy and in the Where Are They Now, he got his happy ending too.

I do love having toxic something in my smaus. As someone who had a controlling best friend growing up, it was too easy to think of this friend of mine and how things would've been for us if we had stayed friends. I liked that it was something that connected to so many people, it very much isn't talked/written about enough.

Jay was NOT having it with Hye Won and that cracked me up. Originally the idea was more angsty with Hye Won being a good bestie so there's more guilt on YNs part over liking the guy her BFF does too.

Unexpected Partners: Ah my very first Asshole Jungwon fic 😂. Not gonna lie the reactions to Jungwons stupidity cracked me up.

The whole thing with Jungwon was you don't know what you have until it's gone. He didn't realise his feelings until YN wasn't there 24/7 and he realises that he hasn't even been a good friend to her which then opens the door for him to realise his feelings.

It was also important to me that YN learned to love herself, she became so caught up in her feelings for Jungwon that she forgot herself so there was her finding herself, loving herself and then accepting that Jungwon loves her too.

Wrecking Her Plans: Heeseung was down bad from the beginning. If he couldve my guy would've asked YN out after that first meeting. I really love their first meeting and how it started cause of a book. Girls who read deserve to get their hot green flag guys.

Enchanted: I actually re read it and ur so right 😂. I don't even like love at first sight but here I am writing it for these 2. It has to be the fluffiest thing I've written. I enjoyed writing Jimin and his mischievousness and the banter between him and YN.

That's true, he could try any genre and I would listen. Jin with any sort of an orchestra I think would be interesting. Sending Jin gif sounds wonderful to me 😂.

PTD definitely made me want to watch them live, tbf I wanna watch either BTS or enhypen live and I'll be good, maybe TXT or Seventeen too. It's so hard, they all do so much to make concerts amazing that it really will come down to who is in London and do I have the money to spend 😂.

Winter is that cosy time to be all snuggly and do the stuff you love, nice and warm. Oof yes, not sweating is what I love too 😂.

As you should be!! 18k is a feat and should be celebrated!!!!. I feel that, there's never not ideas going on in my head too.

Funny you mentioned Jimin before. I've got Namjin and Yoonkook in Fake It Till You Make It and Jimin pops in to be a chaotic brother to Sunghoon. Side note, I didn't realise how much I wanted to write chaotic Namjin until this smau 😂😂.

Oh and another Jungwon smau masterlist is coming tomorrow, it's got a sunshine/grumpy vibe, fake dating, Law student Jungwon and Gymnast/history student MC.

Take care lovie!!! Gotta do what out boys told us to! Love yourself and remember self care is important!!.

Jinnie in glasses is something else and this is probably one of my favourite gifs ever.

[ultimatecutenesspeaks]

Bunny wow she fast I’m knew she will love to company us in our future adventures I’m love you so much mizuki bunny soon hugs hee and kiss her forehead x3

*Mizuki blinks at him in surprise before chuckling as she hugs him back.*

Mizuki: Love you too, Bun.

*Haruki and Charlie smile at the sight, and soon, Emily flies down and grins as she hugs Mizuki from behind, causing her to jump.*

Emily: She said yes, as long as I continue to fulfill my heavenly duties!

[endeavourfangirl82]

Happy Heavenly 72 birthday to the best Uncle a girl could have ever asked for. You're loved & missed every day by mom, me & all who knew you. Give my Barney (and my kitties I know you didnt really like hee hee) a hug from me. Until we meet again.... https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn4bJApLyM9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mlmicore]

11:56 PM

late night showers ✧ l. hs

warnings: established relationship, implied rough sex, pet names (use of angel and baby), so much fluff, comfort, aftercare, hee being an absolute sweetheart, (implied) reader passes out after some hot and steamy shower sex with hee. gn! reader 🫶🏻

"y/n, baby." you hear someone call out. your mind is fuzzy, ears ringing while your throat is dried than the sahara desert. it feels like your entire body is deprived of moisture and yet, you feel some kind of wetness around your lower half.

"baby, can you hear me?" the voice breaks through the ringing in your ears again. your limbs feel weak and limp, and a stinging sensation burned past your eyelids as you tried to bear them open.

"h-hee." you brokenly call out, voice rough like sandpaper against wood. "angel," the voice sounds relieved, and there's a gentle touch brushing your hair away from your face. the hand is wet and cold against your warm and flushed skin. "are you okay? do you need anything?" heeseung worriedly asks, his voice reaching a whisper so he doesn't spook you too much.

you nod your head, leaning into his hold. your mind then registers the fact that you're in the bathtub, and everything comes crashing down on you like an unstable dresser. aloud sigh escapes your lips, overwhelmed at earliers sexcapades.

"was i too much? you passed out when you came and i got worried, so i ran a bath in hopes to help ground you." hesseung knew baths were something that helped you relax, the gentle swish of water flower around your body was enough to ease the tension settled within your nerves.

"you did amazing, hee." you answer him, and despite your throat literally feeling like its being torn apart, the small smile on your boyfriend's face was enough to tame the panic in his eyes. "i loved it, even if it was so fucking warm in that shower." you chuckled, cheek pressed against his bare chest.

heeseung's arms were wrapped loosely around your waist, just a simple and comforting hold that made you feel safe and secure. he wasn't going to let you go and leave you. heeseung cherished you more than his expensive gaming set-up that he saved up on for months. it made your heaet swell, feeling so any emotions when you would catch a glimpse of that gaze he gave you; ever so loving and joyful, sparkly and bright like a crystal.

"i'm still sorry for pushing you too much, angel." he sounds guilty. a small sigh leaves your lips, reaching for the hand that rested over your tummy and intertwining his fingers with yours. "it's okay, baby. maybe next time, we turn the shower to cold instead of hot when we have sex in there." you joked, hoping to raise his sullen demeanor. it seems to work, pushing out a little chuckle from your boyfriend.

"okay, angel. i trust you." he places a gentle kiss on your temple, nosing at your slightly damp hair. you turn yout head, looking up at him with the purest form of love in your eyes.

"i trust you too." you whisper against his lips, placing a soft kiss against his heart shaped lips. they're soft, rosy and plump to perfection. it was worth bothering hee to sleep with some chapstick on everynight. you can feel your boyfriend smile mid-kiss, returning it with a gentle force. nothing too passionate nor heated.

when you pull away, the two of you share a quiet laugh. heeseung leans his head ontop of yours, the both of you feeling content at the moment until your throat begins to hurt with every swallow. "how about we get out this bath? i feel like a raisin and i'm in dire need of water."

heeseung laughs once more, the sound heavenly and melodic like a little tune from an old music box. hearing him laugh was oke of your biggest comforts in life, besides a warm bowl of beef soup on a cold, winter's day while you snuggled up against heeseung's figure like a little koala bear.

"okay, angel." he answers, pecking you on the cheek once more.

[enhaclub]

10:30 pm

genre: bf!heeseung x gn!reader, MAJOR fluff

note: hello everyone! long time no see! :D i hope you all are doing well. i finally found the motivation to begin writing again and i was just ITCHING to write for hee. i hope you all enjoy this short time stamp!

important: the gifs used are not mine and i give full credits to the rightful owners

after the long and stressful day you had, you felt like your head might implode. the only thing you could think of was your boyfriend and how badly you wanted to go home to him.

it was nice to share an apartment with someone you love. you felt like life was finally coming together. all of the pieces were falling into place. you had a job, a nice car, a beautiful apartment and an even prettier boyfriend.

heeseung had the day off from work and decided to stay home since this was a rare occasion for him. when you turned the key into the keyhole of your front door, you were met with an adorable hee.

he was wearing a gaming headset, a controller in his hands while his fingers moved frantically against the buttons. all you could hear was little clicks of the buttons and soft mutters from him while you softly closed the door behind you.

he didn’t even take a glance at the door. his gaze was completely fixed on the game in front of him.

you decided to do something cute. something that would hopefully take his attention from the television that his eyes were currently glued on.

after kicking off your shoes at the front door, you slowly and softly walked to the couch where your boyfriend sat.

heeseung looked even more heavenly up close. a plain white tee complimented his toned chest and broad shoulders. blue plaid pajama pants hugged around his slim waist and, of course, he had on a pair of cozy socks for the indoor relaxing he had done all day.

you, on the other hand, were not relaxed at all. so the idea you had was perfect and would benefit the both of you. after all, heeseung loved holding you. especially on his lap.

with that thought, you walked around the couch and in front of him where you were met with a shocked expression on his face from the suddenness of your appearance. he attempted to take off his headphones but, you had to admit you felt bad for pulling him away from his game.

like stated before, having a day off of work was rare for him. he never had the chance to sit and play games so you wanted him to have that.

you lifted his arms just enough to tuck your head under them while you crawled onto him and straddled his waist. in a swift motion you were on his lap with your head rested on his chest.

he smelled amazing. clean laundry mixed in with that expensive and fresh cologne he wears. you swore it couldn’t get better than this.

listening to his heartbeat, his arms were wrapped around you with his controller still in his hands. he pressed a couple soft kisses to your shoulder, whispering an “i love you” before resting his chin against it.

yeah, this is exactly what you needed.