#i’ll never leave ya’ll like this!! lol

[hwaslayer]

lmfaooooo at the last tag 😩

wildfire (cs) | eleven.

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—summary: assistant professor in bioengineering, incredibly attractive, lonely and divorced; that’s how most people describe san. but despite the events that have happened in his life, san has a lot going for himself. he’s a successful, sought out professor due to his brilliant contributions to science at just an early age of 32. he worked hard to get where he was now; head deep into his research, his publications, building his lab and creating a name for himself. everything was good and smooth sailing— until it wasn’t. because when he meets you, a bioengineering grad student interested in rotating in his lab, he finds himself ready to risk all the blood, sweat and tears he put in throughout the years just to keep you close— his need for you spiraling out of control like a wildfire.

—pairing: asst. professor!choi san x grad student!f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers to lovers, grad school au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 6.1k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing, mature language/sexually implied content, san x oc talk a bit, talking also leads to other things 🤭, a quickie in san’s office, riding him on the chair hehehe, covering his mouth cause he gets a lil loud, flashback scene is just ppl talkin about this whole thing and switching up 😭, san x iseul x yunho moment, the start of namjoon’s stress chronicles pt. 2, some overthinking and pondering decisions

san: goodmorning my love. i hope you slept well. i'm sorry to upset you last night, and i'm sorry i put you in that position. i wasn't thinking and acted impulsively. let me know if i can get a few mins with you at some point - i still wanna talk to you. i miss you, baby. have a good day today, okay?

You wake up a little later than expected, and it has you rushing out the door before you can even respond to San's text. You do feel bad for not responding right away but truthfully, you just needed to get your mind together and be in your own space to try and figure out what the hell was going on.

You were starting to get scared and you weren't sure where this would lead you and San. You knew what you were getting into, but the last thing you wanted was for San to get in trouble— especially him, not you.

"Hey ma." You answer the call on your way to class, tugging your bag strap up on your shoulder.

"Hi lovey." She says cheerfully even though she's coming off of a shift.

"Did you just get off of work?" She sighs as she slams her car door and hops in, the call being picked up on the bluetooth.

"Yeah, we're a bit short-staffed so I picked up another shift. I came in around 7pm last night." You nod.

"Well, try to take it easy."

"I will. Are you on your way to class? How's it all going?"

"Um." You pause. "It's alright. But, yeah. I'm on my way over."

"Uh oh." She teases. "Wanna come home this weekend so you can tell me all about it while we get our nails done?"

"Actually, yeah. That sounds nice."

"Okay, babe." She chuckles. "You sure you're okay?" You nod even though you feel your heart drop, tears threatening to spill this early in the morning.

"Yeah, I am. I just have lots of stuff to update you on."

"Okay. Can't wait. Have a good day, hun. Make sure you take your breaks properly, eat and hydrate well."

"I will, mom. I love you."

"Love you too!" The call ends and you suddenly feel alone although the campus has moving parts, bodies floating around to move from point A to point B. You tuck your phone into your bag, fully deciding you'll get to San in between classes today. You do plan to stop by the lab to wean your mice really quickly at some point; maybe you'll deal with San then.

Which is crazy to think about cause that's exactly how things unfold.

Your first class of the day drags on, the lecture today being packed with a ton of overwhelming information. You've already got a few assignments for this class alone, causing you to huff out a heavy sigh when you write it all down in your planner and try to organize your to-do list. When class finally wraps up, you take your time packing up before heading to lab to work on the mice. You grab a parfait to go, quietly eating away as you make your way to the basement. The very back door to the west wing basement is the closest to the café you grabbed the parfait from, so you easily make your way over and toss your empty cup into the trash just as you tackle the steps and head downstairs to the door. When you pull out your badge and get ready to tap it against the reader, the door swings open and causes you to jump aside to prevent yourself from getting hit.

"Oh, I'm sorry—" San stops in his steps. "Y/N?"

"San." You breathe out, clutching your bag tighter. You weren't expecting to run into him now, but you suppose the universe had other plans for you.

"Hey." He fully steps outside and lets the door shut close. You can't help but automatically glance at him from head to toe; he's wearing denim on denim, and you realize he's the only person who could truly pull off the look. He's got on a denim button-up and jeans, chucks. Sleeves are rolled up halfway. He digs his hands into his pockets, soft black hair framing his face. You can smell his cologne from where you stand.

You're not standing very far from him when you should be creating more distance.

"Hi."

"Going into lab?"

"For a second, yeah. I gotta wean my mice before my PI gets mad at me." You look up at him and he chuckles a bit, biting onto his lip.

"For the record, I could never be mad at you." You slightly scoff and playfully roll your eyes. 

"Sure, Professor Choi." You pause. "I'm sorry I haven't responded to your text. I was meaning to come see you later, but I guess now is a good time, too?" 

"Uh, yeah. I gotta meet Jongho and Namjoon to plan out this proposal for the space in the new building." You nod. "But, it's not for a bit. Was just gonna grab some food before heading over."

"Goodluck."

"Thanks, love." He clears his throat. "Wanna give me a quick run down of what happened yesterday? With Yunho and Iseul?"

"Don't let me get in the way of you getting food."

"You're not. I can always grab some after."

"Are you sure?" He nods.

"You're more important." He lets out a breath. "So, what happened?"

"Yunho said he thought he saw me at the conference, that's all. I know he was gonna try to get it out of me, but students started walking into class."

"I didn't even know he was there."

"Well, I clearly didn't either. He said he stopped by last minute cause he was in the area." San sighs. "Iseul knew about it, too. I saw the way she looked at me when I walked out." You look up at him with innocent eyes, and it makes him weak. "San, we need to be more careful and this isn't helping."

"Well, that's why I wanted you to come over so we could talk about this in private. Why haven't you texted me back, angel? I know there's a reason. Are you still angry with me?" He asks so gently and so sweetly it makes your knees buckle. But at this very moment, Iseul is passing by the stairway, on her way back to the office after a meeting in the west wing of the Harvey Center. She doesn't typically pass this way but today, the conference room was closer to the back end, and she wanted to stop by the nearby café to grab another cup of coffee— excited to try the seasonal flavors on the menu that just arrived.

As she passes the stairway that leads towards the very back west wing basement door, she hears muffled talking echoing from below and can't necessarily help herself.

"I just.. don't know right now, San. It feels like everything is crumbling and I don't know how to feel. Jiung knows, and he thinks you forced me into this for the lab—"

"What? You told him that wasn't true, right?" His tone rises slightly, but it's enough for you to remind him to keep it down. It's also enough for Iseul to just slightly peek over the edge to confirm who is speaking near the back end basement doors;

And of course it's you and San.

No one ever passes through this way, and of course San would be taking that opportunity.

"Obviously." You sigh. "I'm just saying, people are onto us. The happy hour thing was probably the cherry on top."

"I got angry and I acted on impulse, I'm sorry." He reaches for your hand and as much as you wanna hold onto it tightly, you can't. You just let him take it in his, his lips lightly grazing the surface of your hand. "Can we take this to my office?"

"I thought you were on your way out."

"And I told you I've got a few minutes to spare. Please?" He pleads and you simply nod, removing your hand from his hold just as he badges in and leads the way to his office. Iseul lets out a breath as she continues on her way, texting her husband the exact scene that just unfolded in front of her.

iseul: i just saw san and y/n talking by the basement doors. he was holding her hand and kissing it.

yunho: so what now?

iseul: i told you i'm gonna try to catch san later. if he doesn't wanna admit to it then i'm going to namjoon.

yunho: iseul.

iseul: yunho, no. i can see the look you're giving me already. they're being way too obvious on campus now, and he better be grateful that i'm just trying to look out for him.

yunho: okay.

That's all Yunho replies with because what else can he say? He knows Iseul is stubborn, and he knows she won't change her mind. He agrees that it's wrong but he's not sure if they're overstepping.

Maybe Iseul really was looking out for him. He'd like to give her the benefit of the doubt because she's right.

This is wrong.

He's convinced this is all wrong because of her.

When you get to the basement, it's as empty as can be and you couldn't even be more relieved while trailing behind San. He looks down at his watch again, fiddling with the door lock and handle before he swings it open.

"Are you sure you even have enough time to spare?" You ask as he locks the door and makes his way over to you.

"Swear."

"We should make this quick before people come back to the basement."

"You know people are always in and out of here."

"Still."

"Why are you upset, love? Talk to me."

"I just don't know what to do. Your ex seems to be onto us the most, and they probably saw the whole thing go down yesterday. You were like.. angry-angry, San, and it was obvious—" You don't even realize you're going on and on about the same thing until San cups your cheeks, softly shushing you; trying to keep the peace by easing you.

"Baby." He says softly, his eyes looking into yours. "Baby, don't worry about this right now. I'm sure it will all blow over—"

"And if it doesn't?"

"Then, I'll face it when the time comes but—"

"San."

"We'll figure it out." He reassures again, even though truthfully and honestly, he's not sure what that means. He's not sure what he'll do if it actually unfolds out of hand, he's not sure what he'll tell you if things do go wrong. He's not sure how he'll be able to salvage everything even if he wants to more than anything in this world 

He just doesn't work on empty promises like that.

"I'll never let anything happen to you. I'll take care of this." He adds.

"I don't want anything to happen to you, though." He sighs and shakes his head.

"Nothing will. Just— just trust me like you've already been doing, okay?"

"Okay." You respond softly, hands resting on his wrists as he continues to cup your cheeks— thumb caressing the surface while his eyes roam over your features.

"I'm sorry for yesterday and I'm sorry you've been upset."

"It's alright."

"I missed you."

"I'm sorry, Sannie. I just needed a moment."

"You don't have to apologize, sweetheart." He kisses the tip of your nose before chuckling. "Although, I'll still beat his ass for trying to put his hands on you the way he did."

"He was such a dumbass." You roll your eyes. "I am grateful for you being there in time, though."

"Yeah, well. Couldn't really do much, but I'm glad you ended up okay." He's still looking at you, his thumb now lightly tracing your bottom lip. He looks deep into your eyes and he can't help but feel like mush; knees getting weak, heart melting at the way he looks at you. He prays to God nothing happens with all this going on because he's afraid to lose you.

He's afraid he can't lose you.

When he looks at you, he feels a sense of calmness. He sees the affection and adoration swirling in those orbs of yours. Your entire being radiating warmth and love. He'd hate for Iseul and Yunho to take away the one thing that has finally kept him grounded. But, he wouldn't put it past them and that's what scares him the most.

They hadn't stopped to think about their actions before. And for someone like San, who loves so hard and trusts wholeheartedly, he just didn't think the love of his life and his bestfriend would ever do that to him.

This is how everything has unfolded and he'd hate for them to be the reason behind all of this, too.

"Baby." He calls for you, and you don't respond verbally. The way he's looking at you, the way he's holding you, caressing you and keeping you close, is enough for you to dip forward and meet him in a sweet kiss. You hear him exhale as he cups your cheeks and takes the kiss, deepening it as you stand in the middle of his office. Your hands grip at his sides as your tongue fights for dominance with his, the kiss easily turning into a sloppy, wet mess. "Fuck, baby." He sighs. "Need you."

"Here?" He nods. He rushes over to his chair, bringing you onto his lap. His eyes are full of desire, lust— pleading for you to give him all of you. "Sannie."

"We'll make it quick." He smirks, hands coming up your thighs to hike up your maxi skirt just enough; thumb immediately finding your clothed core. "No one's around. Just us." You shut your eyes in pleasure, already aching, craving, for him bad. "You do know how to keep quiet, right?" He teases, watching as you continue to react to the way he's touching you.

"Mm— shouldn't I be asking you?" You tease back, fiddling with his belt and undoing his jeans to release his heavy, hard cock. 

"Brat." He chuckles. "Ride me." 

"So demanding." You playfully roll your eyes the moment you position his cock at your entrance, shutting them close when you ease down his length. He lets out a soft, breathless groan, head cocked back against the chair as he tries to adjust to the feeling. "Fuck, San."

"Yeah, baby. It's all yours." He whispers, looking at you through hooded lids. You pick up your pace, working your hips back and forth; dragging your walls against his member. You let out a quiet moan against his lips, San whispering a string of cuss words as you roll your hips—

Driving him to insanity.

"Missed you so much. My perfect girl." He mutters. He can't even help himself when he feels you tighten around him, letting out a moan that might be a little too loud for your liking. 

"Sannie." You whine a bit, covering his mouth with your hand as you continue to push and push towards the edge, clit rubbing against him so deliciously you feel like you'll come undone sooner than later. You watch as San's face contorts in pleasure— pretty brows knitting together, tightly as his eyes shut close. He's murmuring small moans against the palm of your hand, whining and begging for you to cum first because you always come first.

And it doesn't take long before you do.

Your movements become sloppy while San continues to grip your ass in an attempt to help guide you; his cock filling you up perfectly as you bounce up and down before resorting back to rolling your hips against him. It takes two, three, four turns before you press your forehead against San's and unravel in his hold. 

"Ohhhh—fuck—gonna cum—" You gasp just as San fucks upward into you once, twice— releasing his load into you and filling you up with every last bit. He lets out choked moans against your hand, panting and heavily breathing when you feel like it's safe to finally remove it.

"Good god, sweetheart." He breathes. "I'll never get tired of this." You giggle, kissing him sweetly on the lips before slowly removing yourself from his length. You both let out small breaths, San keeping you near so he can wipe you down with a napkin before tending to himself. 

"Hopefully no one's in the basement still." You fix your skirt and get yourself together.

"Uh, not like you had anything to worry about. You seemed to have that under control the entire time." You laugh.

"Taking precautionary measures since we need to."

"That was kinda fun, though." San smirks. "Maybe we should do that more often." He stands to adjust his jeans and fixes his belt.

"Did our little fight just go over your head?" You joke and he sighs.

"Fine." He playfully rolls his eyes. "We'll just keep it to the bedroom."

"You're so annoying." You smile. "You should get to your meeting before you end up being late."

"I will, boss lady." He puckers his lips. "Just one more." You shake your head and meet him for another kiss.

"Bye Professor Choi." 

"Bye baby." He smiles, subtly biting onto his bottom lip as he watches you sway your hips and walk out. As soon as the door shuts, he feels empty. He misses you already and he can't wait to spend time with you again.

"Oh shit—Sunwoo!" You almost shriek just as you come out of San's office. You're afraid he might've heard something, or that he might even sense it, see it on you, with the way he cocks a brow up and tilts his head to the side. "You scared me." He laughs, though it's obvious he's kinda confused as to why you're so startled by his presence.

"You okay?" 

"Mhm." You hum.

"Meeting with Professor Choi?" He gives you a look again and you feel like your ass is on fire. Sunwoo has probably gotten wind of the whole thing and now he's trying to read you.

"Just a quick last minute check-in."

"Oh, that's nice he let you pop in. Everything all good with your progress and stuff? Think you'll stay so you can continue being my right hand?" You laugh and shrug. 

"Maybe. We'll see. But yeah, all is well!" You look at your phone. "Anyway, gonna run off to wean the mice before class." He nods, watching as you hurriedly drop your things off at your desk and scurry along without looking back.

—FLASHBACK

"So, did you hear about Professor Choi getting hella angry over some postdoc at the happy hour event? I guess he was getting handsy with Y/N and was being a total dick."

"Okay? So, he deserved it."

"Yeah, but people there said it was weird."

"How is sticking up for someone weird?"

"No like, guys. He was angry. Like the type to get angry over your girlfriend, angry."

"What are you insinuating?" Belle cocks a brow up.

"I'm so surprised you guys haven't heard about it. It's like the talk on campus right now. People think Professor Choi and Y/N are a thing. Professor Lee and Professor Jeong are also apparently fueling hella shit behind it."

"That's ridiculous, Y/N would never. That'd never happen." Belle tries to laugh it off until she sees Sunwoo sitting quietly in his chair. "Right?" Sunwoo looks at her and shrugs. "Sunwoo."

"Dude, I don't know. I've just seen Y/N go into his office a few times and I thought they were meeting about projects. But, now that I think about it.."

"Are you serious?" Belle furrows her brows. She's slightly annoyed that you'd actually take it this far, and she's not sure how she feels about it if it were true. "Is she trying to secure her spot in lab that bad? She wanted him to like her so bad she had to sleep with him?" Sunwoo knits his forehead at her.

"Yo, hold on. You don't even know if it's true. Even if it is, I'm sure there's a story behind it and not just that. Y/N wouldn't do that."

"We didn't expect her to be wrapped up in rumors like this, too." Belle scoffs. "Wow. If their so-called relationship ends up being true, bet it was because Y/N threw herself on him."

"That's fucked up. She's your friend, Belle."

"Not really, we just knew each other because of school and now we work together."

"Belle."

"What? You really can't tell me you don't think that? You're lying."

"No?! Belle, what?" Sunwoo's tone grows. "I'm saying they're two grown ass adults who are capable of making their own decisions. I'm not dismissing it or saying it's right, but I'm saying there could be more to it than that. Why are you assuming that so quickly?"

"Whatever, Sunwoo. It's gross, regardless. Especially for her as his rotation student." She rolls her eyes. "God, can't wait for it to be over so I don't have to deal with her." Sunwoo starts packing his things and shaking his head.

"That's crazy." Sunwoo chuckles a bit. "She was your friend before anything, bro. I'd expect you to at least have her back." He scoffs a bit. "I gotta go, I got shit to tend to with Y/N. Cause you know, I don't just switch up on people without having my facts straight." He almost mocks Belle's attitude as he throws the peace sign up to his other friend and starts walking off.

—END

After you tend to the mice, San gathers himself and heads out of the basement to head to the bathroom and freshen up before grabbing a quick snack on his way to Namjoon's office. On his way out, he didn't see anyone in the basement; Sunwoo must have gone to hide in one of the rooms to do some work. He's able to whisk himself away without any issues, prancing into Namjoon's office in a better mood.

Jongho definitely picks up on it, but doesn't comment on it. So doesn't Namjoon, but he needed to make use of his time wisely since he's got a busy ass schedule today.

They have a good conversation and are able to draft out some very good points about letting Jongho and San take some real estate in the new building. Namjoon is always good with words and although he's taking quick notes on his laptop, he's making a mental note on how they should present this to the dean. He has a good feeling about it, and he thinks it's perfect timing because the dean has been wondering about other ways to foster good collaboration between schools and departments and how to make their programs a little more unique and prestigious compared to others.

San is coming out of his day way better than yesterday, way better than he expected this morning.

Too bad it's all about to go out the window again.

When San heads back to his office, he powers through his check-in meetings with a select few postdocs and grad students— discussing different avenues they could take with their projects and what their goals should be by the end of the quarter. Afterwards, he finishes the remaining items on his to-do list before sending out his last emails of the day and packing up.

you: can i come over tonight?

san: course you can, baby. you don't have to ask. lol

you: yes, i do. lol. okay, see you later? i have office hours then i'll wrap it up for the day.

san: sounds good, beautiful. i'll have dinner ready for us, k? just come over as soon as you can.

you: ☺️

He smiles to himself as he slings the bag strap over his shoulder, excited to tell you about how the meeting went today and how optimistic he's feeling about everything despite the chaos that has ensued.

Maybe things will be okay after all.

Right?

"San. Can we talk?" Iseul catches him as he steps out onto the first floor of the Harvey Center from the elevator. He furrows his brows at her, unsure what in the hell she could possibly wanna talk to him about right now.

Well, scratch that— he knows, but he's also not sure why she's the one doing the talking on this. It's kinda ironic coming from her. But, San isn't gonna be rude nor is he gonna be a dick to her, especially on campus grounds. 

So, he lets out a sigh and shrugs.

"Sure." He plainly says, leading the way to one of the empty conference rooms down the hall. He sets his bag down on a chair before crossing his arms to his chest, distancing himself from Iseul on the other end of the room. "What's up?"

"You're seeing her, aren't you?"

"What are you talking about?" Is all he can defend himself with because he's truly appalled she's doing the talking on this when it shouldn't be any of her business—

"That's crazy. All this time and effort to keep her around and you couldn't even do that for me." San's brows knit together so tightly— he's not sure what the fuck he's hearing right now.

"We're bringing this up because why exactly? Even if we hadn't worked out, you still found your way with Yunho." She rolls her eyes.

"You're being so stupid, San. How are you so comfortable dating your student? You could lose everything if anyone found out."

"I don't see why this is any of your business."

"Because if you aren't gonna get your shit together, I have no choice but to go to Namjoon—"

"You can't actually be serious—"

"Ask yourself that! You're so hung up over her that you're willing to give up everything for your little relationship." She pauses. "She's young, she's got the doe-eyed look going on. Seems sweet, but she probably doesn't even actually care about you. Get real, San. Wake the hell up!"

"Iseul, you're treading on very thin ice." He warns. "You still haven't told me what any of this has to do with you." He steps forward.

"It has nothing to do with me. It has to do with the fact that I'm trying to do the right thing. You know this is wrong." San scoffs and pathetically chuckles, hands dug deep into his pants.

"Does it make you happy, Iseul?" San almost corners her. "Does it make you that fucking happy to keep destroying everything for me?"

"No one destroyed anything for you, you continuously do that for yourself!"

"You're the only person who has ever painted me as a failure and disappointment. You don't get to do that now, you don't get to have a say in any of this!"

"She's a fucking student, San. What's wrong with—"

"And he was my bestfriend!" San finds himself seeing red as his tone grows. All of the happy, good luck shit he was feeling today went out the window in one swift motion. He should've known Iseul would've taken this road. He should've known she would've done this.

For some reason, Iseul continues to be the reason why he can't be happy.

"Hey." Yunho walks into the conference room. "You two are gonna need to keep it down." San can't help but roll his eyes because of course.

Of fucking course.

"Great to see you've been invited to this unnecessary discussion." San looks at the both of them.

"Unnecessary?!—" Iseul fires back.

"Iseul." Yunho calls for her sternly.

"Whatever, you know what? I tried. You do whatever you want, San. Risk all your shit for some student who won't give a damn once it's all been taken away. All she wants from you is your resources and to move up, but I guess that's what you wanted—"

"You know nothing about her!" San growls back. "You know absolutely nothing about her." He repeats.

"Iseul." Yunho calls for her again. This time, there's a lace of anger because this was not what he wanted out of this. He warned Iseul about getting into San's business and she wouldn't listen— now they were all here, arguing over shit when there's already so much bad blood and tension between the three of them. "Can you please just wait outside?" She huffs and clicks her teeth, grabbing her things before storming out.

"Yunho, honestly. Save it. We don't have to do this."

"San, she's right. You could get into a lot of trouble if people start putting the pieces of the puzzle together. People are already onto you after the happy hour event, and I can't exactly say you two have been the most discreet."

"What are you even talking about?" San asks, exasperated and completely over the conversation.

"You two by the basement doors?"

"Oh, so you guys are just spying on us?" San cocks a brow up. "Really makes it better."

"It could have been anyone."

"Could it have been? Exactly how long were you guys watching us?" Yunho sighs.

"I'm only looking out for you—"

"And what makes you think I want you looking out for me, Yunho?" San's tone grows. "Hm? Cause last time you ended up looking out for me, I found you tangled up with my wife." Yunho's jaw ticks, but he doesn't say anything else. Because what can he say?

"You know this will fuck up everything for you." Is all Yunho responds with. "Everything."

"So be it. Sorry, but I literally have no reason to listen to you. Or her." San pauses, his jaw clenching as he swallows thickly. Borderline aching from how hard he's been clenching. "I hope that one day the both of you will finally learn how to mind your own business. Stop coming into mine. We're not friends, we're not acquaintances, we're nothing. We haven't been anything for a very long time and I'd appreciate it if we kept it that way." San grabs his things and rushes out the door, the force almost causing the door to hit the wall on his way out.

"San?" Namjoon comes from around the corner as he watches San walk out of the conference room, loosening his tie as he tries to gather himself. To be honest, he had been standing there for a good minute trying to make sense of the arguing and loud talking going on within the conference room. It didn't take him long to realize who was inside and what exactly was being discussed— especially when Iseul storms out, mumbling a few cuss words and San slander to herself. Luckily, not too many people were around, and if they were, they didn't try to focus much of their attention on their whereabouts. Namjoon is lost because he doesn't have any actual concrete facts to have a say in this. Maybe the happy hour event. San’s little antics.

He does need to get to the bottom of it, though.

Before it all goes south and it comes raining down on San, on him.

"Not right now, Joon. I'm sorry. I gotta get home." Namjoon doesn't say anything else as he watches San hurry off, needing to take a break from this place and get some fresh air ASAP.

"The hell is going on?" Namjoon mumbles to himself before nodding to a few oncoming students when he slowly walks back to his office and pulls out his phone to send a few texts.

If not today, he sure as hell is getting to the bottom of all of this tomorrow.

San hasn't felt this angry in so, so long, and quite frankly, it scares him. He's afraid of reverting back to his old self, his old way of coping. He's afraid of taking the wrong step forward that'll undo all the progress and work he's done on himself.

But truthfully, he fucking hates this.

He fucking hates this because at this point, he feels like it'll only bring more anger. Sadness. Hurt,

He hates that Yunho and Iseul are getting under his skin this way, he hates the predicament you're both in, he hates that Namjoon was there. He hates that he knows this is wrong but he absolutely refuses to let you go—

Even though, he's starting to feel like he needs to rethink those choices.

Mainly because he doesn't want anything to happen to you, mainly because he wants you to succeed and be happy. Mainly because he wants to protect you and keep pushing you forward; even if that means he has to support from afar.

He fucking hates this.

San drives with one hand on the wheel, finger brushing against his bottom lip as all the thoughts run at a thousand miles per hour in his head. He knows it's wishful thinking to assume it'll all blow over and be yesterday's news that didn't really mean much. He feels like it's far from that, and he knows Namjoon is eventually going to talk to him about everything.

He wishes he can hold on for a little longer, push it out a bit more.

Despite his feelings and how shot his mood is, San still manages to stop by for some aburasoba— remembering how you've mentioned time and time again that you had been craving it. He makes a pitstop at a random flower shop nearby, grabbing a small bouquet of baby pink roses. He gives the florist a small smile when she asks him if it's for a special someone, his dimples poking out; heart fluttering, butterflies swarming his tummy when he thinks about you.

And only you.

He wishes he could give you the world without having to hide it. There are so, so many things he wishes he could do or say that don't involve him acting behind doors or away from people.

This shit truly is hard.

When he finally pulls into his garage and parks, he sits in the seat for a little and huffs out a heavy sigh. He grabs his things and sets the food and bouquet down on the island counter before heading upstairs to shower. He gets comfortable in sweats and a matching crewneck, heading back down to the kitchen to get everything set up and ready for your arrival. You let him know you'll be over in the next few minutes, so he lights up a candle and gets the TV going— leaving it on the home page so that you can freely choose what you're in the mood for.

"Hi!" You greet in a sing-song tone as you let yourself in and walk into the kitchen. San is washing some dishes, which gives you the opportunity to hug him from behind and place a chaste kiss to the back of his neck. He chuckles, sinking into your hold before you pull away. "Aburasoba?" You gasp. "And pink roses?" You turn again just as he wipes his hands down and faces you. "Thank you, Sannie." Your bottom lip pokes out in a small pout.

"Of course, baby." He playfully runs a finger down your bottom lip and smiles. "How was the rest of your day? Sounded like you ran into Sunwoo after you left?" 

"Oh my god, yeah. But, I don't think he really caught onto anything. I just told him we met real quick then left, and he didn't question it." You sigh. "But otherwise, the rest of the day was good. Exhausting. I had tons of students coming into office hours so I ended up being done a little later than expected."

"Planning their proposals for finals?" You nod.

"Yup!"

"I know the feeling." You laugh, helping him grab the bowls and taking it over to the living room. You plop next to him on the couch, already flipping through options for tonight. You settle for rewatching The Walking Dead, San chuckling at your pick to sit through while eating dinner. You manage to yap away in between bites of your aburasoba, San only humming or giving you short answers in response.

At first, you don't think much about it. You assume he's exhausted and he's trying his best to keep you company like the good man he is. But then, you turn and he's not really watching. He's kinda scrolling through his phone, setting it aside then blankly looking at the TV. It's obvious San isn't entirely present. It's obvious he's got things in his mind, and you're not sure if you did anything wrong or if something happened in between the time you two were apart—

But, he seems unhappy and you wish you could fix whatever it is.

"Babe." 

"Hm?" He hums.

"What's wrong?" You turn over to look at him, cupping his cheek while you crawl onto his lap.

"Nothing." He chuckles and rubs your back, eyes looking deep into yours. All he sees is a personification of love, comfort. And nothing is harder than fighting the 'what if's' in his head when you look at him the way you do, when you touch him the way you do. "Nothing baby, sorry. I'm just really exhausted." He doesn't like to lie, but he sees the soft smile that grows on your face when you receive his reassurance and he can't help but brush it under the rug.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." He nods. "Yeah, baby." Though, he isn't. 

"Okay." You kiss him on the lips and caress his cheek, smiling at him. His heart aches because he thinks about all the moments you've had to share secretly or behind doors, not being able to put your relationship out there like you both wish to. He finally lets the 'what if's' free, thinking about how this could affect your future, you;

He can't help but feel like, maybe, you deserved better than this.

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For The Milton Dammers Plushie

✨Surprise!✨

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The rules I posted here apply.

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Drumroll please… The lucky winner of the 18” Milton Dammers custom plushie is….

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[obsolescent]

Kinktober - Day 7

Pairing: Ethan Winters x GN!Reader

Prompt: Hand holding

Author’s Note: Due to my lag with these, I am posting two in one day, you’re welcome lol. Me and my friends are not normal about Ethan’s hands. This is dedicated to @roseglazedlens and @emilzke, my modly man enjoyers. This can take place in the Southern Charm AU if you’d like, hehe. First time writing smut for Ethan! I hope ya’ll enjoy!

Content Warnings: Ethan being a gentle lover, P in V sex, teasing and edging, creampie, unprotected sex.

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His hands grasp yours, almost melding into one. Bodies almost fused together with how close you are, beings inseparable. Ethan’s body presses yours into the sheets, his naked frame rocking against your own, the chorus of sounds leaving your mouths are combined with the symphony of the thunderstorm raging outside the open bedroom window. Ethan’s cock rubs against your entrance, teasing, bumping into your stiffening clit.

“Ethan, p-please,” you falter, eyes fluttering shut as the head of his dick almost slips through your clenching hole before continuing its tortuous rubbing. Your hips rock upwards towards him, begging, enticing him to enter. Lightning flashes through the sky, lighting the room momentarily. You’re able to see his brow eyes, glinting with lust and reverence.

“Just a bit more, sweetheart, and then I’ll give you what you want,” he says against your lips, his hands squeezing yours where they lay on either side of your head. He’s a patient lover, dragging things out to an aching degree, relishing in the drawn out moments and your desperation. Your whimpers and desperate pleas are melodious to his ears, he kisses down your jawline and towards your neck, lightly sucking.

His cock throbs in response to your shifting hips, smearing his precum with your own wetness, by now soaking the sheets. Even after so long now, Ethan’s own patience is wearing thin. He shifts, tip of his cock beginning to breach your eager cunt. Your movements stop, spreading your legs further to accompany him, breath hitching, anticipating.

One hand leaves yours, tossing your leg over his arm. He slowly slides in, savoring the feeling of your walls pulling him inside. He exhales, tormenting himself now it seems. “Oh GOD please just fuck me—“ He sheaths inside at your command, bumping into your cervix. You cry out, free hand snapping up to clench at his shoulder, head tossed back.

He tuts, “Always so impatient,” his movements stopped, fingers rubbing your side. Your hips begin moving again, trying to get anything but Ethan’s hand moves down to pin you in place. “F-fuck, Ethan,” you sob, “I need you so bad, please fuck me.” The desperate look on your face finally has him caving in, pulling out and thrusting back in at a slow pace.

Your moan mixed with a sigh as he finally gives you what you’ve been craving, albeit not as fast as you’re wanting, you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him deeper into you. He chuckles, “What do you say?” He asks, whispering in your ear. “Thank you thank you thank you,” you chant, grabbing fistfuls of his hair.

The soft slapping of skin, the squelching of your pussy, now joining in the orchestra of sounds sounding throughout the room. Ethan’s hand grips yours tighter, never letting go as he begins to pick up speed, other hand keeping your body in place against the bed.

“Yeah, does that feel good, honey? Love the way you feel,” he murmurs against your skin, beginning to lose himself in your enveloping heat. You moan back in response, gripping him tighter. He leans back, shifting inside you while his hand starts rubbing against your aching clit.

Like the lightning outside, your body ascends in rapture, gushing around him. “Oh, so good for me, baby. Yeah, that’s it, cum for me,” his gentle words pouring over your like honey, so sweet, so Ethan. You chant his name over and over as he continues to rub your spasming clit, orgasm prolonged.

Eyes rolled back, your words incoherent, he doesn’t let up, nearing his own ecstasy. “F-fuck,” he whimpers out, pace stuttering as he cums, spilling into you. Leaning over you, his hand freed now returns to yours, riding out his high as he kisses you, hands held together tightly.

Orgasm dying down, he rolls over onto his back with you on top, still sheathed inside, not wanting to pull out just yet. Hand clasped in his, the other running down your back in soothing strokes, his gentle praises as he kisses any skin in his reach. Feeling warm with Ethan under (and inside) you, the rolling storm outside lulls you to sleep, slumbering peacefully in your lover’s arms.

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[littlemessyjessi]

"Christmas Fear": A Christmas Jurassic World Imagine : Owen Grady

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A Jurassic World Christmas Imagine: An Owen Grady Imagine 

Owen Grady x Plus Size Reader, Fem Identifying Reader 

Christmas/Holiday/Winter Themes

Obviously, mentions of dinosaurs, specifically le raptor squad.

Use of Y/N because inclusivity and also because I’m not making a full character or ya’ll won’t see this until next Christmas, lol. 

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Barry had to fight and fight hard to keep from laughing as an all too familiar white jeep came barreling up the road towards the raptor enclosure. 

The white vehicle was usually covered in a layer of dirt (and still was) but had also been accented by peppermints and candy cane decorations galore.   

Apparently, that woman was determined to bring the holly jolly even if it was the temperature of hellfire.  

The moment those scuffed combat boots hit the ground and he could see the Santa charms dangling from the laces… Barry knew that this would be a sight to behold if for no other reason than to laugh at Owen when he would undoubtedly gawk at her. 

The candy cane striped shirt under cut off glittery green overalls that followed only confirmed that suspicion. 

The massive green cooler hitting the ground had him questioning her but the red basket filled with gifts that she settled on top of it had him smiling.  

Leave it to her to bring cheer… and whatever else was in that cooler. 

“Hello, Y/N.” the tall, dark and handsome man smiled at her as she made her way towards him. 

That woman’s heart may have belonged to Owen “Royal Pain in her Ass” Grady… but she wasn’t blind… nor was she unaffected by Barry. 

The man was fine as hell, sweet as sugar, intelligent, funny and kind. 

And she was determined to find him a partner who appreciated him but that was gonna take a little longer than delivering presents.  

“Hey, Barry.” she smiled and presented him with a present, “Merry Christmas!” 

“You shouldn’t have…” 

“Well, I did and I’ll not be taking it back.  Can’t. Lost the receipt.  Unless they don’t fit in which case I do actually have the receipt and just tell me and we’ll exchange them for the right size.” she said as he opened the box up to find the custom leather fingerless gloves with ventilation patches he’d been eyeing for months. 

He didn’t know how exactly that woman knew the things she did but it never failed to surprise him.  

“I think you’ve bribed someone in the control room to spy on us.” He teased as he pulled her into a hug.  “That’s how you always end up giving the best gifts.” 

“I would never do such a thing.” she said. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about but whatever it is… you would do such a thing and you know it.” Owen said making his way over to the two of them. 

His eyes raked over her soft, squishy form. 

A form that he’d spent many a late night thinking about. 

Barry could basically see the thought bubble above his friend’s head and he wasn’t far off in his assumption that Owen was thinking something vulgar and crass because all that man could think was whenever she was done with her seasonal job of being Santa’s little helper he sure would like her to be his.   

Apparently, she seemed to know it as well judging by the narrowed eyes and pursed lips gracing her face. 

“You listen here, Mr. Grady…” she said pointing a finger at him. 

“It’s Owen and-” he cut her off only to receive the same treatment from her. 

“MISTAH GRADY, it is Christmas and I have come to spread Christmas cheer.  So you take this present and don’t spoil my cheer or I will put the Christmas Fear of God in you. ” she said, smacking him right in the chest with a green sparkly box.  “Now, get your perky ass over there and let me see my babies.  I’ve brought them holiday treats.” 

“First of all, thank you for the gift and the comment about my ass.  Glad you finally noticed.” Owen said. 

“Owen, every one with a set of eyes is well aware of your ass.  You could bounce a nickel off that thing.” she said with a roll of her eyes. “And you’re welcome about the gift.  Let me know how it fits.” 

“Thank you and will do, ma’am.” Owen replied. 

Barry, the entire time, standing there with his fist in his mouth trying not to laugh at the bickering of the married couple who weren’t actually married. 

“Second, your babies?” Owen questioned her. 

Owen knew damn well it would cause her to lose her shit… which was precisely why he did it. 

He loved to watch her get riled up. 

It was, all at once, hilarious, cute and wildly attractive. 

He did it as much as possible. 

“Yes, my babies!” she snapped. “Don’t you start with me today, Owen Grady! I have perishables in this cooler and I do not have time to fight with your irritating ass! Take me to my children or face my wrath!” 

“And what is your wrath exactly?” he questioned as he stepped into her bubble… like an idiot. 

She produced, from seemingly out of nowhere, a string of tinsel which she tied him up with… and then kicked his legs out of from under him. 

“What the f- hey!  Oh hello there..” what started as a curse turned to a smirk and ended with goo goo eyes at the woman who had literally tied him up and sat on him. 

“Owen, listen.  I have treats for our children- “ 

“We have children now?” 

“Yes, we have four beautiful girls together and you are ruining Christmas.  If you do not take me to see our daughters within the next fifteen minutes…. and you cause their gifts to spoil… I will torture you every day for the rest of our lives together.” 

“Just as long as we’re together.” 

“Ok, fine.  You ruin this and I will feed you to Echo and Charlie.  Blue may have allegiance to you.   Delta might be swayed since you and Barry are best buds.  But Echo and Charlie would eat you boots and all if I say so… and we both know it. Do not test me today.” she said, wiggling her ass into his stomach to prove her point. 

At this point, Barry had already hit the dirt laughing at the absurdity of the situation. 

Owen couldn’t stop smiling. 

And Y/N was done with the both of them. 

“Sweetheart, how can I take you to ‘our children’ if you’ve tied me up and sat on me? I mean, I’m not complaining.  I’m just pointing out the obvious.” he said. 

Y/N blinked at him before getting to her feet, grabbing Owen by the front of his shirt and hauling him off the ground. 

If he hadn’t been caught midway between shock and a hard on at her man handling him like that… he might’ve scolded her. 

She unwound the tinsel, hiding it away again like a magician’s handkerchief and gave him a pointed look. 

She tapped the side of her cooler with her boot, “Some time today, darling. I’ve got raw meat in here and this is South America.  We’re kinda fighting time.” 

“Ok, I gotta see this.” Barry, who finally managed to get his shit together, finally spoke as he pressed the passcode to let them in. 

Owen, still in a stupor from being manhandled, having his ass complemented, being sat on and called pretty pet names by the woman he had a massive crush on…. kinda just followed along.  

Barry opened the door for her to access the crosswalk and soon enough the clickety clack of cooler wheels across the grates and the pounding of raptor feet in the dirt. 

“Ladies, Mama has brought you a Christmas Treat!” she said and reached into the cooler to pull out the ugliest looking wreath either Barry or Owen had ever seen.  

A twisted wreath of smoked sausages had all four raptors chomping at the bit. 

“Merry Christmas, babies!” she cheered and promptly threw four of those meat wreaths down into the enclosure. 

She damn near skipped back to the two men currently watching the dinosaurs ripping the wreaths apart. 

“Aw, look.  They love it.  See, Owen.  Our daughters are happy.  Like ripping paper on Christmas morning.” she smiled at them fondly. 

“Only you would make a wreath out of sausages and sit here like a proud mother as four dinosaurs rip them to shreds.” he said. 

“I AM a proud mother and a damn good one judging by their reactions.  Now, go try on your present. I need to see how it fits.” she sassed him. 

Owen rolled his eyes at her and picked up the gift again, “What did you even- you have got to be fucking with me!” 

“Well, that will all depend on how it fits you.” 

Y/N was smirking. 

Barry was laughing his ass off on the ground again. 

And Owen was standing there with his mouth hanging open and a pair of board shorts printed with velociraptors wearing santa hats. 

“I expect you to wear these to the Christmas party later if they fit right but I’m fairly certain, with the amount of time I’ve spent staring at your ass, that I got the measurements right.” she said, leaning up and pecking his cheek.  “See ya later, Owen.  Merry Christmas.” 

And on that Christmas, Owen was the reddest and merriest of them all. 

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Hello, loves and a happy holiday season to you! Please enjoy this little jurassic imagine with some holiday flair!

Hope ya’ll are having a great day! 

Love you. 

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[themulitipurposechannel]

Hello!

I LOVE your story!!! CJ having healing Ninpo is so genius and it’s making my brain run wild with possibilities!

Are there any tidbits you’d like to share about the au? Also could you possibly explain what happened with CJ aging due to Ninpo (in the latest update)?

(No need to answer any of the questions if you do not want to)

AWESOME COMIC, AWESOME STORY, AWESOME ART!!! I can’t wait to see more!!!

Hope you have a great day ^-^

BDJDHDHDHDHD Aww dude stop you have no idea how happy this makes me 😭 I’m so so so happy you love my au!! 💗💗💗 I love the concept of Casey with healing powers! He’s has a temper but I still think suits him so well given how protective he is as a person ahah!! And I’m so glad there are ppl out there who agree with me too! But Hehe yesss join me join me in my healer!Cj brain worms hehehe

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Hmm since you asked bout the aging(and that’s a little complicated) I’ll answer that first. So I can’t go into too much detail cuz that will spoilers for a comic and some other art that will explain everything! ..Maybe😂 But I will say this. Cj unlocked his Ninpo when he was 10 he was fine, he was aging normally. Till a certain incident happened when he was 11 and well.. we all know what happened next, freshly baked trauma and he aged a couple years forward overnight plus some extra long term injuries (that I will go into later).

The good news is that as long as he doesn’t push himself like that again he will be aging mostly linearly again? But the damage has alr been done 😅. But anyways, after the incident, he never pushed himself like that again. One, cuz the Hamato fam would never allow it and Two, cuz the recovery period is so long/bad (cuz Cj is no master and worse he’s a literal child unlike Mikey who was in his early 20s when the cursed Aging started) no one can afford for him to be knocked out of commission like that again. It makes him wayy too vulnerable.

Post-incident, at his worst he has only aged a few days forward but cuz that’s so small no one except Master Michelangelo (cuz he’s a mystic master and cuz he’s also in the same boat) can tell the difference. Plus it’s so negligible it doesn’t technically matter.

But long story short, pulling himself tgt from that incident physically and mentally took loooonnng time haha. But as you can see even now it still leaves its scars haha and probably always will.

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As for any other tidbits? Oh gosh where do I start ? Ahh there is just so much to say! Ok update wise I’m actually working a PMV for Healer!Cj so if I go quiet for a while that’s why. Idk how long it’s gonna take but I’m excited to show some sneak peaks along the way lol. This is my first time doing something like this so here’s to hoping it goes well!

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Lore wise: although Cj does have a subway car in the lair. Once he gets more settled in he actually bounces around quite a bit. Boy was not meant to stay in one place for too long. While he does spent most of the week at the lair cuz the underground is familiar too him, he will spend 3-4 days crashing on the couch at April/Casey’s apartment. And on a rare blue moon he’ll give Draxum a heart attack 😂 by breaking into his apartment and sleeping on that old man’s couch. After a while it becomes their own little inside joke 😂. Draxum tries Cj-proof his apartment using mystic or otherwise and Cj makes it a point to still try and sneak in.

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And the surprise of no one. In this Au, Uncle Mi is Cj’s favourite uncle. Sometimes second pesudo dad. But mostly on accident by a very sleep deprived Cj.

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I have plans for P!Casey to eventually develop Ninpo a few years down the line. But I can’t think of any powers for her so if ya’ll got any suggestions pls fire away.

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And oh P!Leo is gonna permanently need a leg brace. Sometimes on rlly rlly bad days, he will need to use a crutch (not that he ever does cuz he’s wayy to stubborn) but you get the picture.

Raph’s eye is permanently gone, Donnie and his shell will heal but bro will have chronic back pain for life plus certain parts of his shell where the tendrils dug into the thickest are now numb cuz ya know, nerve damage from being literally ripped out the technodrone. Mikey will need to wear compression gloves but his shaking gets significantly better over time. So he draw but he still needs to every two months or so he can get pretty bad flareups which are jsut Oof.

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Good news is April is fine aside from a broken arm during the invasion that will heal. Splinter was surprisingly not that badly injured just a few pulled muscles here and there. And Cj is Obvi fine too aside from a minor concussion that he got prior to time traveling. Which to him was basically nothing. The reactions by everyone else was hilarious and a major culture shock for Cj. Turns out his apocalypse pain scale was drastically different to their normal not apocalypse pain scale.

It was hilarious the gang were like: “you’ve running around taking care of us a lot. Are you good?”

Cj: “yup all fine. Just a few bumps and scrapes”

8 Hours later..

Cj: “It looks like everyone’s settled? Great. I’ll go grab painkillers for my concussion now.”

Them: “I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE GOOD!?”

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Long story short no one escaped the failed invasion unscathed :’D but also whoops sorry for the long ramble 😅 this kidna got away for me 😂

[forevamark]

preview! time lapse (l.mk)

remember when i said ‘would be posted tomorrow.’..? 

... and that was months ago? well i lied. LOL life has been rough lately. but here’s the preview of what i’ve been working on very very slowly.

genuinely, trying to post by next week i swear this time yall hehe

Pairing: mark lee x fem!reader

Tags: pre idol debut to idol au, christmas and new years time line, slice of life moments, college student reader, substantial plot leading to smut, very dialogue heavy, angsty moments, slow burn, relationship struggle, lovers to exes to lovers

Intended for 18+ readers, minors do not interact.

Preview Word Count : 2k+

Projected Word Count: 10k+

Summary: Mark has always had the dream of becoming a big music star, meanwhile your aspirations lied with academics and coexisting with Mark. Mark struggles with telling reader that he will be leaving for Korea to pursue his music career very soon, in fear of losing what they have.

warnings are under the tab.

Warnings: cursing/swearing, teasing, oral male receiving, unprotected sex (wrap it up ya’ll!), breeding kink, possessive domination, spanking, slight choking, praise

not really edited- so sorry.

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“What do you think about this?” Mark asked as he sat above you strumming on his guitar. You were sat on the floor between his legs focused on your eight page paper.

“In a sec,” you reply while wrapping up the sentence you were on.

“Take a break…” Mark whined trying to pry the laptop from your speedy fingers.

“Mark, it’s due in two days. I will listen in a sec.”

“Mhmm.” He sulked, leaning back into the sofa continuing his chord progression.

Days like this were stressful- due to the plethora of assignments that piled on- but soothing in a way. Your schedules never aligned this often, but Mark was so entirely enamored with you he’d do anything to spend his free time just being with you. 

“I can’t believe it’s been three hours and I only have my thesis done,” you sighed while resting your head on his knee.

“You got this,” he replies while running a hand soothingly through your hair while the other wrote something down on the notepad next to him, “I believe in you.”

“Do you need anything to help you focus? Am I being too loud?” he asks while going to the kitchen and lighting your favorite candle, “I can make you a snack?”

“Do you mind getting me some fruit? I feel like I need some brain food.” You asked while cracking your knuckles and continuing to type away.

Mark nods and walks back over, handing you a cut persimmon with the skin peeled off. He always knew what you needed before even saying it out loud.

Humming in appreciation you immediately start chewing on the sliced fruit.

Eyeing him from the corner you see him looking out of your apartment window. It was raining hard outside, Mark’s favorite. 

“Anything else you need to work on?” you ask. He shrugs his shoulders. 

“Not much else, I want your opinion on what I have then I’ll see what I can add from there. Don’t worry though,” he turns to look at you with a small smile, “I can wait.”

Mark has always been supportive of your dreams and aspirations. It was a shock when he told you he wouldn’t be joining you at university, but rather pursuing music instead. Although an adjustment, you supported him and he rooted for you. It seemed to be working out, he passed the first two rounds of auditions for a big music company and it looked like things were finally looking up for him. 

Some days you wouldn’t see him at all, and some days he picked you up from class and would stay glued to your side. He claims that he ‘soaked up inspiration from you’ hence the constant quality time and skinship. He knew you were working hard, pursuing a higher education was so important to you and your family, and he wanted to be present every step of the way. 

Unbeknownst to you, Mark also had a dark cloud overlooking him just like the city in front of him. He hasn’t yet told you that he passed the third and final round of auditions for his company and would be slated to move to Korea before the end of the year to begin his training. He couldn’t bear to break the news to you, not yet. Not when you were so close to finishing one of your hardest semesters yet.

“I think I can pull you away from that screen now y/n,” he says while tugging you away from the black and white screen.

“Hey! I’m not finished yet! I thought you said you could wait” you pouted trying to get loose.

“You’ve been working non stop, you aren’t being as productive anymore.” He chuckles while slotting you to the seat across from him.

“Hi.” he smiles at you.

“Hi.” you respond back.

There’s a moment of silence shared between you two. The only sound being the soft pitter patter from outside hitting the patio. Mark stares at you lovingly, you can tell something is wrong but you can’t find the words to ask him just yet, too entranced by the current hold he has on you.

“So, the song, yeah?” you finally whisper aloud. 

“Hold on,” he replies, licking his lips and searching every inch of your face, memorizing this very moment to inspire him for what he’s about to play.

“What’s the hold up? Don’t get stage fright in front of me now Lee,” you lightly say while giggling.

“I, I just want to make you proud, okay?” he finally says with sad eyes.

“You always will, Mark.”

Guilt washed over Mark. Things were great, perfect even. But he just had to aspire for more. He should be satisfied with what he has now, he’s close to home, a stable music career here in Canada, and most importantly, you. But just like you, he had the moon but he wanted every damn star in the galaxy. He didn’t want change, but nothing could satiate the hunger for something more. He was leaving, because he knew that this life, now, isn’t enough.

“Okay.” he takes a moment to gather himself, taking in some deep breaks and shaking his nerves out through his hands.

“Let’s hear it!” you shuffle sitting up straight in your chair.

Mark lets out one final breath before starting a low strum on his guitar. Flashes of memories over the course of your relationship flashes before his eyes. Your first snow day in Canada when you couldn’t get the ice off of your windshield, to the countless nights of watching reruns of Glee in your small shared apartment. 

He hits the chorus for the first time, opening his eyes to look around the room, unable to look at you just yet. Pictures of you two littered the walls, filled with your smiling and laughing faces. 

Mark mumbles small noises of nonsense to fill in the parts he doesn’t know what to put in between, sometimes trying out some lyrics at the top of his head. He shakes his head and chuckles when words don’t rhyme or quite fit, in return you share a smile enjoying him delving into his craft.

It’s something about the way that Mark is able to lose himself completely, in his own little world and for brief moments you’re able to enter his mind, envisioning every note in a flow of synesthesia. He’s able to create color and landscape through sound, and what’s crazier is that he doesn’t even realize the extent of his art.

“And… I guess that’s it. What’d you think?” He asks as he lets out a final strum. The warmness of his music is still palpable in the room, despite the cold and dark weather that demands to be let inside. 

You take another moment staring at the man in front of you. Mark bit his fingers in anticipation. His large white tee hung loosely on his shoulders, his ripped jeans bounced waiting for your feedback.

Everything is perfect.

Nothing can take this moment away from you two. 

No words could exactly encapsulate how you felt so you decide to throw your arm around him. 

Mark lets out a sigh of relief as he sets his guitar to the side, “so I guess you liked it?” then reciprocated by pulling you into his lap.

“I loved it, Mark. I can’t wait to hear it all together, I really liked that chord progression, I can definitely hear it on the radio one day,” you mutter into his shirt.

The pitter patter of rain outside was accompanied by the soft whimpers from the man whose chin sat upon your head.

“I’m always going to be here for you y/n,” he jaggedly says.

You two sat in each other's embrace for what seemed like eternity. 

“Let me show you something,” he says, breaking the silence and adjusting your position to where your back was flush against him.

Mark sat the guitar in your hands, “Let’s start from the top, yeah?”

That night Mark taught you the song on his guitar, sometimes you filled in lyrics that felt right.

“They know we got the chemistry…” Mark sings.

“Love how your body feels on me, when you get back let me get that…” you finish with a small laugh.

“Yo!” he jumps up, lifting your laughing frame into the air, “That’s a bar!”

“Are you jealous that I may be a better rapper than you?” you giggle back.

“You’re coming for my career, babygirl!”

—

Six more hours.

Six more hours until this paper is due, and you’re almost done with this last page. 

Six more hours until the hell that was this semester is finally done.

Six more hours until you can crawl into bed with Mark and take a long deserved nap.

“Almost there baby,” Mark says while massaging your shoulders.

“I got this,” you say while typing furiously.

“Hell yeah you do.”

Your train of thought was interrupted by Mark’s ringtone going off from behind you.

“I’ll be right back, when I come back you better have this paragraph done!”

Sending him a stiff salute you continued to trudge on as he stepped into your bedroom and closed the door.

“Mark! What’s going on my man! Happy holidays!” his new manager cheered into the phone.

“It’s going well, just spending some time with family and friends while I can,” he replies while laying down on your bed and grabbing a stuffed My Melody to hold against him.

“Well, I’m glad you have been enjoying your last moments of freedom while you can. Speaking of which, I do have an early Christmas present for you!”

“Awesome! What is it?” 

“Well, the company wants you to start as soon as possible. I played them your audition and they think you can finish your training in less than a year!”

“That’s amazing!” Mark shoots up and runs his hands through his hair, “when do I fly out? Next year I hope?”

“Mark, I did say Christmas present didn’t I? You’ll leave the day after the 25th. I bought you some more time to spend with your family, but you’ll be spending the new year here, in Korea!”

Mark felt his heart drop. That was in two weeks. 

Two weeks to eat all the food he can.

Two weeks to brush up on dancing.

Two weeks to say goodbye to his family.

Two weeks to erase all traces from his friend groups’ antics.

Two weeks till he has to leave you.

“Uh… two weeks… wow that’s really soon.” 

“Absolutely! Now rest up Mark, this year is going to be the craziest experience of your life!”

His manager kept going on about the potential future he had coming for him. But Mark couldn’t seem to focus on all the new found information. Slowly feeling the aroma of you envelope him fully, being surrounded by you everywhere, it was suffocating. 

How is he going to tell you?

“I finished it!” he heard your jumps of triumph in the distance, echoing all the way to the pits of his empty stomach, “I’m finally done with this God awful semester! One more year till graduation!”

You burst through the door interrupting Mark’s pensive state, wrapping yourself into him.

“You okay babe?” you realize pulling away slowly, eyeing his sweating frame, “you look a bit sick, want me to make you some ramen?”

“Oh no I’m fine, just fine really,” he shallowly laughs pulling himself away from you and moving to turn on the fan, “just got a little warm is all.”

“Who called?” you asked before flopping on the bed and sighing, “was it your manager? Did you get the job?”

“Uh yeah…” he shuffled, not meeting your eyes, “It was my manager, he had some good news…”

“Oh my God, did you pass?” you pounced on him awaiting the news.

“Uh… yeah, I did.” he lied.

“Markie!” you showered him in kisses and tight squeezes, your love for him unfaltering, “When do you leave?”

“Not for another year,” he smiled, not looking at you.

“Hopefully you’ll still be here for my graduation…” you sighed, “but nonetheless I’m glad I get to keep you to myself for a bit longer.

---

anddd that’s it for now! see yall in a week! any and all comments appreciated, and as always, tag list is open! 

xoxo, eva <3

[shiny-miltank]

A leche hobbies update:

Update on knitting adventures: almost done with a scarf I started 🤔 dropped stitches everywhere but it really helps with my adhd to have something in my hands to play with while feeling like I’m working towards something! Don’t think I’ll show it off though LMAO, it’s ugly as a scarf but I like it as a “baby’s first scarf” to look back on when I get better. And it’s warm :)!

Other thing: picked up a sewing machine from the good will and still in really great shape and working! Its old and has character and I love it HAH. I’m learning from my abuelita on her own machine. It’d be great to combine this and knitting to make essentials and to repair clothes that really need it.

Drawing/not really a hobby it’s my “Jobby”: sorry for being a lil slow on updates! I got a little bit of burnout and I really want to finish summers commissions so I can clear my schedule more. I’m just about done so I’m no longer chipping on three projects at a time between my full time job oof-but do know they are being worked on. I’ve got adoptables on the way and sketching the next ask-n update! I’ve also been keeping an eye on other places to post like insta and bluesky but I feel like I need to like…observe? Some more? Before committing and learning whole new platforms and posting schedules bleh.

I got other projects in the pipeline, one including a pmd thing, more Paldea headcanons and what not and some certain purple psychic cat things returning. But all in due time! Can’t overwhelm myself : 0

And a little bit of a rant or ramble about perhaps dropping a longtime hobby I’ve had and feeling sad about it beneath the cut ;( but if you’ve read this far thanks! Love ya’ll for supporting me!

I think a handful of you? Know I roleplay on this platform and have for a good seven? Eight? Years. It’s fun, a lot of my ideas and headcanons and art I’m known for were actually jump started by some random thread or idea from between my rp partners and what not. The Mewtwo blog, ask-n, scarlet turo and etc etc were old muses or ideas that turned into their own thing. It’s always been so easy to write and collaborate your ideas with the rp community you’re in and it becomes it’s whole big thing!

But I know it hasn’t always been the healthiest hobby for me after awhile but esp when I want to focus on content creation as a job that I’m really into. I no longer have the time to maintain plots and characters despite being so determined to stick to it. It’s becoming more of a distraction of just scrolling down the rp dashboard out of FOMO more then anything and heck I can’t even see most of it as a lot of events and verses and etc I blacklist to attempt to curb anxiety and distractions which haven’t been working lately 🤔 I still get lots of anxiety.

That and the community’s changed really. I know every old rper has typed their piece on “back in the good old days-“, leaves their blog and doesn’t give any useful advice or attempt to change the narrative lol. I don’t want to do that.

And it’s not the communities fault either. It’s natural for spaces to change to help new ideas and new people come in. It just means maybe it’s no longer meant for me and that’s okay. If anything it’s more how my friends I’ve been with for all my time there have left or are leaving. There’s a disconnect I can’t seem to get over no matter what new muse or idea I promote esp when I’m no longer comfortable in the space I enjoyed for so long. I never had to block so many things before and again not the communities fault and none of the things I’m blocking are unsavory, it’s more like my tastes and likes and dislikes and what I have spoons for have just become different over so long. It’s totally a me thing.

It’s in my mind that maybe it’s okay to let it go since I’m getting so hyped for my newer hobbies and the ideas I have for my art/comics. I don’t have the time anymore to dedicate so much energy on it like I use to esp when even over all my work Im still figuring out my adhd after getting diagnosed officially, new meds, the other mental diagnosis that makes the mental soup in my head alongside other life stuff.

I owe rp in general for helping me get that creative spark and through a lot of tough, long dark times. It’s provided me with the escapism and outlet since like, forever. I started rping in ye old Neopet neomail days and haven’t stopped since besides the occasional period that didn’t last long. Who knows maybe this is just a rut and I’ll feel better tomorrow or next week or something. Could be the change of seasons where my seasonal depression kicks in but I’m not quitting yet but it’s somewhere in the funky mind palace as I navigate this weird patch.

Thanks if you’ve read my ramblings this far! I wish there was a way to reward peeps who read through my long jargon? It just feels good to know I can scream into the void and sometimes I’ll have one or two people nod at me in understanding. Idk, I’ll think of something—

[crowhyun]

- Life Update -

Hello, my murder (i’ve called y’all that literally once and then never again so i’m bringing it up now lol)

I thought it would be lovely to share a bit with y’all and talk to y’all some. I feel like I don’t talk to y’all enough, as I’ve been quite busy lately, so first, I wanna ask how y’all are doing, is everyone slay? Tell me abt what’s making you happy or sad or angry, I love to hear from y’all!

Recently, things have been going pretty good for me. For people who have been here for a while, ya’ll know that i don’t live in the healthiest household, as in, I don’t get along with my family and it’s detrimental to my mental health lol. BUT, I have some really good news!

I’m now employed! I’ve been looking for a job for a while, and it’s like no one is hiring, but I finally got a job, and it’s as a flight attendant! So, I’ll have to relocate for training and wherever my airline puts me, which is SO SO SO great, because I finally get to leave!

As for school, I dropped out of my science and math class bcs i was falling behind WAY too much and decided “fuck it”, BUT it’s okay bcs I go to a community college, and my classes aren’t breaking the bank at all. Now, I only have one class to take, because I finished my two 7-week classes, and the only class I have is english composition, which is really easy for me because I like to write essays and that’s all we do lmao.

But, because of the fact that I’m going to be going to training for my airline at the end of this month, the month of April will be very busy for me, and I most likely won’t be able to get any big works done. I want to start a little mini-series of 500-1000 word fics so I won’t leave you guys hanging, but I’ll try to get one Level Infinity chapter AND one vampire!txt work out this month! I’m just playing the waiting game right now before I can move, so I’m not very busy at all! Yippee!!!!

Anyways, that’s all that’s really going on tbh, but I also wanted to post some pics of me since I haven’t in a while 💃🏾 (and this house i built on the sims it’s so cute)

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

Ya’ll my brother’s former roommate is SO. FUCKING. STUPID. 

So my brother lived with this girl for years (he’s in Seattle, I’m in Wisconsin so I haven’t actually met her, just heard about her and seen her through facetime) let’s call her Deanna (not her name but I had a terrible boss who was my age named Deanna once so I name people I don’t like Deanna... sorry to all Deanna’s out there).

Anyway, years ago when my brother and Deanna were roommates Deanna adopted a cat. Now, my brother loves cats; we always had cats growing up and the long term gf he had before he and Deanna started living together, he loved this gf’s cat more than she did. Like when they were in the process of breaking up because he was moving for his job, this is literally what he said “Yeah, I don’t know if Alexis [the gf] is gonna come with me or not.. but I REALLY want to make sure Stormy [the cat] moves with me” (Stormy did). 

Basically, my brother loves cats. 

So anyway- Deanna adopted a cat despite the fact she had never had a cat before. Which is fine, I’m not gonna say people shouldn’t be adopting cats. But my brother told Deanna- this is your cat. I love cats and I’m glad he’s here but I can’t be the only person taking care of him. And Deanna was like sure yeah he’s my cat. They renamed the cat Mr. Moon (his name at the shelter was ‘Mooner’ which even by cat names sounds stupid). And ya;ll, my brother loves this cat. He bought him bow ties and referred to him as his “fancy man” and put pictures in the family group chat. Which didn’t surprise me, because he loved Stormy (who was the kind of fat cat that could have been in record books, I swear this cat weighed like over 20 pounds. My brother bought a toddler-sized cardigan at a Goodwill and Stormy would wear it because it fit her and she didn’t mind and my brother referred to it as her “cattigan” .

Then a couple years after adopting Mr Moon, my brother tells us that Deanna is moving in with her boyfriend- and taking Mr Moon with her! And my mom and I had the same reaction we were like but Jay (my brother) you LOVE Mr Moon! And my brother said that yes he does love Mr Moon but he made it clear from the beginning that Mr Moon was Deanna’s cat, so if she’s moving out yes she has all the right to take Mr Moon with her. Now when my brother and Deanna lived together, they lived in an apartment, and Deanna and her boyfriend and Mr Moon were moving into a house that another couple lived in where they would live on the lower level. 

Less than a week of them living there - Mr Moon got outside. 

My brother was very nonchalant when he told us this and we were like “what do you mean Mr Moon got out? Where is he??” because something I did not know living my whole life in the midwest, where there are bugs and the windows have screens on them, but apparently not everywhere do windows have screens on them. And in these places, if you leave the window open, animals like cats can just let themselves out if their human’s dumb asses don’t stop them. 

And my brother does not have a worrying bone in his body. Like I’ve been at my job for two months and I think I’m starting to get on the nerves of people I work with about everything getting done when we close (and I worry about this too lol) but my brother who admittedly has lived life much more than I have, does not ever really seem worried about.. anything. And he said that Mr Moon was just on a walkabout, and he told us that Mr Moon came back. Which we were relieved by- and then this happened several more times. 

(Seriously. Deanna is so fucking stupid). 

Cut to a month ago when my brother tells us Mr Moon is moving back in with him! Because Deanna and her boyfriend are moving and they have another cat and a dog and it’s hard to find a place they can have all those, and Deanna told my brother she would turn Mr Moon back into the shelter if he couldn’t take him. So my brother says no don’t do that of course I’ll take him and my mom and I were so excited because my brother would have this cat back and this cat would have an owner who isn’t an idiot. 

AND.

THEN.

This week when talking to my brother and saying “when’s Mr Moon gonna move back in?” and he says well it isn’t exactly clear. Because Mr. Moon got out. AGAIN. And stupid dumbass Deanna has not found him yet!

And my brother is in good spirits like he always is that he’ll come back and I really really want him to but it’s like Mr Moon can’t call 911. He could run across any number of things, and this terrifies me. 

Because of fucking Deanna. 

Basically if you have a cat, please don’t be a fucking idiot. 

(Also I’m sorry this is so long. If you read this all the way through, you are a wonderful person and I wish I could hug you). 

happy earth day. don’t forget that someone else’s outdoor cat is your indoor cat

[1095fm]

my brain has been so foggy and cluttered and ugh. this is gonna be a lil woe is me/blog update rant, so feel free to scroll past this LMAO

life has been so hard the last two years ya’ll. like mentally and just things going on all around me. i’ve been hit with so much loss, and doubt, and discouragement in my real life that for a while, coming back to the rpc just didn’t seem doable (especially with work and school full time.) so i’ve been in this phase where i’ll come on, want to write, and then boom — out of nowhere, i’ll get hit with something fifty shades of fucked up that leaves that horrible pit in my stomach, and i just want to give up on all of it.

i want to try something different tho. i feel like i never make my blog in a way that sustains me, even tho i love all my muses. i feel like im so scared if i do things the way i know in my heart will help me feel safe and driven on here, people will just be like “ew, no” or something and hit me with a hard block LMAO. which is just not realistic!!!!! anyways, if you’ve stuck with me this far, i appreciate you. if you’ve read this, i appreciate you. and if you stick with me past the changes im gonna make on here, i really really appreciate it and hope to connect with you soon.

with that being said, a revamp is — once again — coming. i think muses will stay (mostly) the same, with some additions or changes. i think im gonna write themes that will help heal my brain, offer me comfort, and just teach me things about myself. it may be a new blog, just bc i’ve had this one since i was daylili like 3-4 years ago lol.

[thedivinefish]

TGIWednesday: Don't leave the twins behind

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Are ya’ll believing it’s May? An A-lister celebrity client of mine always says, “The days are long, but the years are flying by!” My youngest son asked, “Dad how many cats do you need?” I said, “I’ll let you know!” lol of course he has 5 chickens in his back yard, so if I want to have a cat lady/man starter pack so be it.  What a kitty cat journey we’ve had, and I believe we’ve figured the mystery out; having watched enough 48 hours and investigative shows.  We lost my biggest black cat a couple years ago when he never came back.  Ditto for a breathtaking Bengal tiger male outsider that simply disappeared.  Then finally a community cat, our sweet outside LB (little black), was found nearly lifeless by our neighbor.  We thought she got hit by a car, but she was chemically poisoned 

.  After figuring that out, my girlfriend Kimber was brave enough to bury one of LB's beautiful, short-haired, black kittens she found and we set a no-harm trap for the other 2 long-haired black ones which we’ve nick named “the twins”. 

While putting out food and traps, she found a handwritten note near the cage, “Stop feeding the ferrell cats, that’s part of the problem.”  Kimber the PI figured out which fence it was tossed from and went over fearlessly banging on their front door.  A disheveled, gaunt wife answered the door.  After reading the note the wife said, “Well, I hope he’s not putting out moth balls again.” We had to Google it and found that of course, moth balls would kill cats and kittens equally.  We were waiting until we were done trapping to call the armed county SPCA agent (yes, there is one) because Mr. Moth Balls deserves a good lecture from an armed man.  Evil people that do this work their way up to humans.  Is his wife next? Ugh grrr.   Kimber put signs up on the fences, “We’re trapping and fixing and relocating the cats.” Finally, we nabbed these adorable fluff balls (that we now know are girls) and got them fixed and defleaed etc.  We wanted to save these little buggers as the last offspring of such a cool momma - LB black cat who used to wag her tail constantly and come to my bedroom window when she wanted to be fed.  Ditto for Bamboo who looks like a black and gray Bengal tiger, again the offspring of little black and the Bengal tiger kitty that vanished a year ago.  What’s the point?  Never ever, ever, stop doing good wherever you can, as often as you can, for as long as you can.  Help contribute to all the people and animals, and yes...this planet too any chance you get.  Do good deeds without expecting a return.  Be a good deed doer and spirit will rain down blessings you’ve yet to imagine!     

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*Upon sending an email request after your purchase, you can receive a one-time sample/example of the software analysis. Most clients have had amazing results and outcomes!  

You can add yourself and those living in your immediate household and yes you can include pets! Merely include everyone’s names and Jimmy will add them to his daily prayers.

You can run this monthly and stop at any time after the 30 days is up, you will have the opportunity to renew and update your list each month but are under no obligation. I believe you will experience magical transformations and make progress every day!  SUBSCRIPTION AUTO-RENEWAL ($95/mo - save $5) Purchase a recurring subscription  Update your prayers monthly. You can cancel or pause anytime.

Use PayPal for subscription Click here  Use Stripe for subscription Click here.  Could you use a private session? Are you feeling extra-crispy?  If so, you can now  Book Appointments... View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins  

30-Days of Prayer - $99

The Fish Market

Below is list of over 35 titles in the MyBeliefWorks Clearings audio series, monthly Zoom clearing call replays and Guided Energy Processess. Find a topic that addresses your issue(s), click on the link to read more. We had a lot of help downloading & channeling these over the years & they keep getting better and we are ALWAYS working on the next one. Don’t forget… you can share these with your immediate friends and family.

Freedom from Abuse Overcoming Addiction Receiving Abundance Body Scan: Head to Toe Healing Bountiful Harvest Igniting Creative Spark Discovering Your Destiny Daily GPS Reset Releasing Dark Energies/Fears Crossroads -Decision Making Diet & Exercise Support Education & Learning Support Empowering the Empath Enthusiasm for Life Financial Windfall Gold Coin: Money in All Forms Healing Family Relationships Healing Body Disorders Joy of Money

IRS Stress & Taxes Relieving Holiday Stress Increasing Intuition Easing IRS Stress & Taxes Lucky 777  Finding Love & Romance Mental Stress Positive Money Mindset Moving Forward from Past Chronic Pain Relief Pet Healing Support Improving Sales & Success Improving Sex Improving Sleep Pro$perity Unlocked Traveling with Ease Treasure Chest Work & Career Success Weight Loss Support Restoring Youth & Vitality

We now offer digital Gift Certificates for gift-giving. Gift a free session, daily prayers or clearing audios/videos to someone special.  You simply select the denomination that matches the gift you'd like to give from the options on this page amounts from $19 - $225.

Buy Gift Certificates here

Healing and Grounding Mats for all occasions  Yes even Lily my cat uses the pet one!   View Grounding Mats here Use code: MyLiquidFishfs for Free Shipping

View Full Zoom Replay Collection 

Terahertz Quantum Frequency Wand The power of this frequency seems to reach every corner of the human cell, bringing about "activation" to the human body. The frequency is very effective for working on weak human cells, enzymes and DNA, restoring the body to its normal state. Use code: TSG10 get 10% off (Now back in stock!)

The 5 Anchors Process

The Purple Rain Process

The Magical Golden Key

**We are NOT involved in the sales or shipping process of the 3rd party items, please contact them directly. 

Self-paced Online Courses Available Anchors Away Masterclass & Mastery/Practitioner Certification

MEMBERS LOGIN HERE

**Can't See The Full Email? Click Here to View Online**

We recently launched our new ANCHORS AWAY MASTERCLASS and what has come through from Spirit is truly a game-changer in the way we can ALL now clear off evil, dark energies, aliens and anomalies in a deep, profound and lasting way.   

I recorded a video to tell you more about how you can get access to my brand new Anchors Away Masterclass so you can learn how to protect and clear the 5 Anchors & more.

Watch the Video Now

MLF MASTERY LEVEL 1 is open to ANYONE at anytime!

The Certificate of Mastery Program includes 2 best-selling ebooks and 2 clearing audios plus written & video instructions, AND one-on-one time with Jimmy ALL for about the cost of a single 1-hr session! This online course is for anyone who is familiar with OR new to "fishing" and is ready to dive into the deep end & get results that are beyond the ordinary! It includes The Tackle Box & The Dowser's Handbook ebooks PLUS 2 MP3s "Clearing Dark Energies" & "Increasing Your Intuition" to help clear, strengthen and prepare your energy field for optimal “fishing” results. This is a work-at-your-own-pace curriculum that will TEACH & CLEAR you at the same time! In under 2wks you will be finished with the program and ready to fish on your own with greater results! Level II offers Practitioner Certification for those who qualify.

Learn About Certification Here

Module 1 has about 3 hours of core material and Module 2 contains about 8 hours.  Most people go through the course and take the test within a month but can be as fast as a week depending on how quickly you work through the pdfs, audios, videos, and testing.  Also, there are many hours of OPTIONAL reference materials.  

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TGIWednesday: Don't leave the twins behind

TGIWednesday News

Are ya’ll believing it’s May? An A-lister celebrity client of mine always says, “The days are long, but the years are flying by!” My youngest son asked, “Dad how many cats do you need?” I said, “I’ll let you know!” lol of course he has 5 chickens in his back yard, so if I want to have a cat lady/man starter pack so be it.  What a kitty cat journey we’ve had, and I believe we’ve figured the mystery out; having watched enough 48 hours and investigative shows.  We lost my biggest black cat a couple years ago when he never came back.  Ditto for a breathtaking Bengal tiger male outsider that simply disappeared.  Then finally a community cat, our sweet outside LB (little black), was found nearly lifeless by our neighbor.  We thought she got hit by a car, but she was chemically poisoned 

.  After figuring that out, my girlfriend Kimber was brave enough to bury one of LB's beautiful, short-haired, black kittens she found and we set a no-harm trap for the other 2 long-haired black ones which we’ve nick named “the twins”. 

While putting out food and traps, she found a handwritten note near the cage, “Stop feeding the ferrell cats, that’s part of the problem.”  Kimber the PI figured out which fence it was tossed from and went over fearlessly banging on their front door.  A disheveled, gaunt wife answered the door.  After reading the note the wife said, “Well, I hope he’s not putting out moth balls again.” We had to Google it and found that of course, moth balls would kill cats and kittens equally.  We were waiting until we were done trapping to call the armed county SPCA agent (yes, there is one) because Mr. Moth Balls deserves a good lecture from an armed man.  Evil people that do this work their way up to humans.  Is his wife next? Ugh grrr.   Kimber put signs up on the fences, “We’re trapping and fixing and relocating the cats.” Finally, we nabbed these adorable fluff balls (that we now know are girls) and got them fixed and defleaed etc.  We wanted to save these little buggers as the last offspring of such a cool momma - LB black cat who used to wag her tail constantly and come to my bedroom window when she wanted to be fed.  Ditto for Bamboo who looks like a black and gray Bengal tiger, again the offspring of little black and the Bengal tiger kitty that vanished a year ago.  What’s the point?  Never ever, ever, stop doing good wherever you can, as often as you can, for as long as you can.  Help contribute to all the people and animals, and yes...this planet too any chance you get.  Do good deeds without expecting a return.  Be a good deed doer and spirit will rain down blessings you’ve yet to imagine!     

TGIWednesday Download

~ BEING A DO-GOODER ~ I believe, think, know and feel that I am most capable of doing good deeds for others. As I satisfy someone else’s need, it allows my heart to smile and my spirit to soar!  I am ready, willing and able to pitch in wherever I can help and contribute to others knowing that as I do, I will be richly rewarded in unseen ways yet to be discovered.  I know when, where, how and why to offer assistance to others, and by brightening someone else’s day, I know that I will feel more fulfilled.  I am asking in all languages and throughout all time lines and so it is.  Making a little daily progress will allow the rest of your life to be the best of your life!  

UPCOMING LIVE ZOOM EVENT

IMPT! We have rescheduled the April Zoom and this call will now be happening on Wed. May 31st. All who have purchased will be credited toward the May call (or refunded upon request). NEW DATE:  MAY 31ST at 7:30PM  EASTERN Theme:  Supporting Women Pre-register at Calendly for $22 (includes reminders and replay)  REGISTER HERE 

I really salute the Goddess energy and I love women. I believe them to be wildly psychic, loving and caring and without them - we would not be reading this now! Our Zoom for May is in honor of Mom and all Mother Goddess energy and awakening your spirit of intuition.  So let’s launch into and support women worldwide by co-creating profound changes in the 3 categories below.

Physical issues and challenges that you are personally having right now.  Can be any topic. 

(Help to clear me of fibroids, Uterine issues, Breast lumps, pre/current or post-partum depression, or menopause, sleepless nights, hot flashes, etc)

Relationship issues and challenges

Help to foster a loving relationship/reconcile/rekindle between me and my spouse/mother/sister/daughter/partner/friend. Send blessings to my loved one because they’re going through_____.

Worldwide view of females

Asking for recognition, acceptance, equal treatment, respect for women for all they’ve done and continue to do.  To erase abuse in all forms, especially trafficking, any and all kinds and mistreatment of our sisters in other countries.    You get the idea.  Oh and for the men, you’re still welcome to join in and participate and ask as if these are prayers are for YOUR partner, wife, mother, sister, daughter, niece, aunt etc.

Pre-Register Now - $22

FREE Live Appearances

Gain access to the FREE You Wealth Revolution Season 25 The New Energy - New You™ Gathering and Get Your Free Gift, a unique tool called The 1 Minute Miracle™ - 7777 Hz - it opens you up to the secrets of 1,787 documented energy awakenings. My LIVE interview is May 9th titled:  Navigating the Tides of Change: Charting Your Course for 5D Fulfillment

Get Free 7777Hz MP3 Here!

From the Fish Box

Q&A WITH JIMMY

  Hi Jimmy, I hope you’re doing well. I need your help! how do i fish to clear the way so that an estranged friend contacts me again. that he loses his fear of contacting me. What phrases do I use?" -  Diana S.    "We would suggest even a brief session to work on that live with Jimmy Mack to see what else comes through, but he did say to use your word tracks and clear even what you’ve written to us and the energy between you and the person and of course the person themselves."

Fish Food 

The Daily Bread To Feed The Fish

Tell the Fish - 365 Daily Inspirations and Affirmations - by Jimmy Mack Own this e-book so that you can read inspiration every day!

MAY 3RD "Today I will face whatever is before me with confidence and determination. I will not allow my fears to drive my emotions. I will endure. I will persist in all that I undertake and I will end up being victorious."

Come See Me In Tampa 

SESSIONS AT SWANN HOLISTIC HEALTH SOLUTIONS  

Jimmy Mack will be offering sessions at Dr. Charla Tempone’s office on the last Friday of each month

NEXT DATE: TBA

Please call their office directly at  ?? (813) 873-7773 in order to get on the schedule for 15-minutes $45 or 30-minutes $75. If you’re new to working with him, we suggest you schedule 30 minutes

403 S. Habana Ave. Tampa, FL 33609 Just south of Azeele next to Skin Savvy http://www.ctholisticsolutions.com

Watch and listen to hundreds of Radio Show replays for FREE here in the archives from the Jimmy Mack Healing Radio show.

https://thejimmymackhealingshow.com/

Receive 24/7 Prayers from Jimmy

Your name will be added to a special VIP Prayer list where Jimmy will use his intelligent computer software, src4you which runs 24/7, to delete the negative and increase the strength of the positive creating a higher probability of favorable outcomes for you.  

In addition, throughout the full 30-days, Jimmy will be dialing into your energetic signature each day upon rising and make certain that you are a clear yes, unclear to no and running forward before you start your day. He is doing the heavy lifting for you around 3am NY time while most of you are asleep in order to smooth out your way and increase your most favorable life outcomes.

*Upon sending an email request after your purchase, you can receive a one-time sample/example of the software analysis. Most clients have had amazing results and outcomes!  

You can add yourself and those living in your immediate household and yes you can include pets! Merely include everyone’s names and Jimmy will add them to his daily prayers.

You can run this monthly and stop at any time after the 30 days is up, you will have the opportunity to renew and update your list each month but are under no obligation. I believe you will experience magical transformations and make progress every day!  SUBSCRIPTION AUTO-RENEWAL ($95/mo - save $5) Purchase a recurring subscription  Update your prayers monthly. You can cancel or pause anytime.

Use PayPal for subscription Click here  Use Stripe for subscription Click here.  Could you use a private session? Are you feeling extra-crispy?  If so, you can now  Book Appointments... View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins  

30-Days of Prayer - $99

The Fish Market

Below is list of over 35 titles in the MyBeliefWorks Clearings audio series, monthly Zoom clearing call replays and Guided Energy Processess. Find a topic that addresses your issue(s), click on the link to read more. We had a lot of help downloading & channeling these over the years & they keep getting better and we are ALWAYS working on the next one. Don’t forget… you can share these with your immediate friends and family.

Freedom from Abuse Overcoming Addiction Receiving Abundance Body Scan: Head to Toe Healing Bountiful Harvest Igniting Creative Spark Discovering Your Destiny Daily GPS Reset Releasing Dark Energies/Fears Crossroads -Decision Making Diet & Exercise Support Education & Learning Support Empowering the Empath Enthusiasm for Life Financial Windfall Gold Coin: Money in All Forms Healing Family Relationships Healing Body Disorders Joy of Money

IRS Stress & Taxes Relieving Holiday Stress Increasing Intuition Easing IRS Stress & Taxes Lucky 777  Finding Love & Romance Mental Stress Positive Money Mindset Moving Forward from Past Chronic Pain Relief Pet Healing Support Improving Sales & Success Improving Sex Improving Sleep Pro$perity Unlocked Traveling with Ease Treasure Chest Work & Career Success Weight Loss Support Restoring Youth & Vitality

We now offer digital Gift Certificates for gift-giving. Gift a free session, daily prayers or clearing audios/videos to someone special.  You simply select the denomination that matches the gift you'd like to give from the options on this page amounts from $19 - $225.

Buy Gift Certificates here

Healing and Grounding Mats for all occasions  Yes even Lily my cat uses the pet one!   View Grounding Mats here Use code: MyLiquidFishfs for Free Shipping

View Full Zoom Replay Collection 

Terahertz Quantum Frequency Wand The power of this frequency seems to reach every corner of the human cell, bringing about "activation" to the human body. The frequency is very effective for working on weak human cells, enzymes and DNA, restoring the body to its normal state. Use code: TSG10 get 10% off (Now back in stock!)

The 5 Anchors Process

The Purple Rain Process

The Magical Golden Key

**We are NOT involved in the sales or shipping process of the 3rd party items, please contact them directly. 

Self-paced Online Courses Available Anchors Away Masterclass & Mastery/Practitioner Certification

MEMBERS LOGIN HERE

**Can't See The Full Email? Click Here to View Online**

We recently launched our new ANCHORS AWAY MASTERCLASS and what has come through from Spirit is truly a game-changer in the way we can ALL now clear off evil, dark energies, aliens and anomalies in a deep, profound and lasting way.   

I recorded a video to tell you more about how you can get access to my brand new Anchors Away Masterclass so you can learn how to protect and clear the 5 Anchors & more.

Watch the Video Now

MLF MASTERY LEVEL 1 is open to ANYONE at anytime!

The Certificate of Mastery Program includes 2 best-selling ebooks and 2 clearing audios plus written & video instructions, AND one-on-one time with Jimmy ALL for about the cost of a single 1-hr session! This online course is for anyone who is familiar with OR new to "fishing" and is ready to dive into the deep end & get results that are beyond the ordinary! It includes The Tackle Box & The Dowser's Handbook ebooks PLUS 2 MP3s "Clearing Dark Energies" & "Increasing Your Intuition" to help clear, strengthen and prepare your energy field for optimal “fishing” results. This is a work-at-your-own-pace curriculum that will TEACH & CLEAR you at the same time! In under 2wks you will be finished with the program and ready to fish on your own with greater results! Level II offers Practitioner Certification for those who qualify.

Learn About Certification Here

Module 1 has about 3 hours of core material and Module 2 contains about 8 hours.  Most people go through the course and take the test within a month but can be as fast as a week depending on how quickly you work through the pdfs, audios, videos, and testing.  Also, there are many hours of OPTIONAL reference materials.  

TGIFunny

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Jimmy Mack | Appointments ???Transformational Healing of Body, Mind? & Spirit, People, Places, Pets & Situations!? ? View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins Search FAQ Access the FREE MLF Online Training Clearing Audio Downloads? and eBooks Get Certified in MLF Mastery or Practitioner Watch Free Videos on YouTube Radio Show Archives Healing and Grounding Mats ...enter code: MyLiquidFishfs at checkout for Free shipping! http://www.jimmymackhealingshop.com www.jimmymackhealing.com Copyright ©1998-2023 All Rights Reserved

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TGIWednesday: Don't leave the twins behind

TGIWednesday News

Are ya’ll believing it’s May? An A-lister celebrity client of mine always says, “The days are long, but the years are flying by!” My youngest son asked, “Dad how many cats do you need?” I said, “I’ll let you know!” lol of course he has 5 chickens in his back yard, so if I want to have a cat lady/man starter pack so be it.  What a kitty cat journey we’ve had, and I believe we’ve figured the mystery out; having watched enough 48 hours and investigative shows.  We lost my biggest black cat a couple years ago when he never came back.  Ditto for a breathtaking Bengal tiger male outsider that simply disappeared.  Then finally a community cat, our sweet outside LB (little black), was found nearly lifeless by our neighbor.  We thought she got hit by a car, but she was chemically poisoned 

.  After figuring that out, my girlfriend Kimber was brave enough to bury one of LB's beautiful, short-haired, black kittens she found and we set a no-harm trap for the other 2 long-haired black ones which we’ve nick named “the twins”. 

While putting out food and traps, she found a handwritten note near the cage, “Stop feeding the ferrell cats, that’s part of the problem.”  Kimber the PI figured out which fence it was tossed from and went over fearlessly banging on their front door.  A disheveled, gaunt wife answered the door.  After reading the note the wife said, “Well, I hope he’s not putting out moth balls again.” We had to Google it and found that of course, moth balls would kill cats and kittens equally.  We were waiting until we were done trapping to call the armed county SPCA agent (yes, there is one) because Mr. Moth Balls deserves a good lecture from an armed man.  Evil people that do this work their way up to humans.  Is his wife next? Ugh grrr.   Kimber put signs up on the fences, “We’re trapping and fixing and relocating the cats.” Finally, we nabbed these adorable fluff balls (that we now know are girls) and got them fixed and defleaed etc.  We wanted to save these little buggers as the last offspring of such a cool momma - LB black cat who used to wag her tail constantly and come to my bedroom window when she wanted to be fed.  Ditto for Bamboo who looks like a black and gray Bengal tiger, again the offspring of little black and the Bengal tiger kitty that vanished a year ago.  What’s the point?  Never ever, ever, stop doing good wherever you can, as often as you can, for as long as you can.  Help contribute to all the people and animals, and yes...this planet too any chance you get.  Do good deeds without expecting a return.  Be a good deed doer and spirit will rain down blessings you’ve yet to imagine!     

TGIWednesday Download

~ BEING A DO-GOODER ~ I believe, think, know and feel that I am most capable of doing good deeds for others. As I satisfy someone else’s need, it allows my heart to smile and my spirit to soar!  I am ready, willing and able to pitch in wherever I can help and contribute to others knowing that as I do, I will be richly rewarded in unseen ways yet to be discovered.  I know when, where, how and why to offer assistance to others, and by brightening someone else’s day, I know that I will feel more fulfilled.  I am asking in all languages and throughout all time lines and so it is.  Making a little daily progress will allow the rest of your life to be the best of your life!  

UPCOMING LIVE ZOOM EVENT

IMPT! We have rescheduled the April Zoom and this call will now be happening on Wed. May 31st. All who have purchased will be credited toward the May call (or refunded upon request). NEW DATE:  MAY 31ST at 7:30PM  EASTERN Theme:  Supporting Women Pre-register at Calendly for $22 (includes reminders and replay)  REGISTER HERE 

I really salute the Goddess energy and I love women. I believe them to be wildly psychic, loving and caring and without them - we would not be reading this now! Our Zoom for May is in honor of Mom and all Mother Goddess energy and awakening your spirit of intuition.  So let’s launch into and support women worldwide by co-creating profound changes in the 3 categories below.

Physical issues and challenges that you are personally having right now.  Can be any topic. 

(Help to clear me of fibroids, Uterine issues, Breast lumps, pre/current or post-partum depression, or menopause, sleepless nights, hot flashes, etc)

Relationship issues and challenges

Help to foster a loving relationship/reconcile/rekindle between me and my spouse/mother/sister/daughter/partner/friend. Send blessings to my loved one because they’re going through_____.

Worldwide view of females

Asking for recognition, acceptance, equal treatment, respect for women for all they’ve done and continue to do.  To erase abuse in all forms, especially trafficking, any and all kinds and mistreatment of our sisters in other countries.    You get the idea.  Oh and for the men, you’re still welcome to join in and participate and ask as if these are prayers are for YOUR partner, wife, mother, sister, daughter, niece, aunt etc.

Pre-Register Now - $22

FREE Live Appearances

Gain access to the FREE You Wealth Revolution Season 25 The New Energy - New You™ Gathering and Get Your Free Gift, a unique tool called The 1 Minute Miracle™ - 7777 Hz - it opens you up to the secrets of 1,787 documented energy awakenings. My LIVE interview is May 9th titled:  Navigating the Tides of Change: Charting Your Course for 5D Fulfillment

Get Free 7777Hz MP3 Here!

From the Fish Box

Q&A WITH JIMMY

  Hi Jimmy, I hope you’re doing well. I need your help! how do i fish to clear the way so that an estranged friend contacts me again. that he loses his fear of contacting me. What phrases do I use?" -  Diana S.    "We would suggest even a brief session to work on that live with Jimmy Mack to see what else comes through, but he did say to use your word tracks and clear even what you’ve written to us and the energy between you and the person and of course the person themselves."

Fish Food 

The Daily Bread To Feed The Fish

Tell the Fish - 365 Daily Inspirations and Affirmations - by Jimmy Mack Own this e-book so that you can read inspiration every day!

MAY 3RD "Today I will face whatever is before me with confidence and determination. I will not allow my fears to drive my emotions. I will endure. I will persist in all that I undertake and I will end up being victorious."

Come See Me In Tampa 

SESSIONS AT SWANN HOLISTIC HEALTH SOLUTIONS  

Jimmy Mack will be offering sessions at Dr. Charla Tempone’s office on the last Friday of each month

NEXT DATE: TBA

Please call their office directly at  ?? (813) 873-7773 in order to get on the schedule for 15-minutes $45 or 30-minutes $75. If you’re new to working with him, we suggest you schedule 30 minutes

403 S. Habana Ave. Tampa, FL 33609 Just south of Azeele next to Skin Savvy http://www.ctholisticsolutions.com

Watch and listen to hundreds of Radio Show replays for FREE here in the archives from the Jimmy Mack Healing Radio show.

https://thejimmymackhealingshow.com/

Receive 24/7 Prayers from Jimmy

Your name will be added to a special VIP Prayer list where Jimmy will use his intelligent computer software, src4you which runs 24/7, to delete the negative and increase the strength of the positive creating a higher probability of favorable outcomes for you.  

In addition, throughout the full 30-days, Jimmy will be dialing into your energetic signature each day upon rising and make certain that you are a clear yes, unclear to no and running forward before you start your day. He is doing the heavy lifting for you around 3am NY time while most of you are asleep in order to smooth out your way and increase your most favorable life outcomes.

*Upon sending an email request after your purchase, you can receive a one-time sample/example of the software analysis. Most clients have had amazing results and outcomes!  

You can add yourself and those living in your immediate household and yes you can include pets! Merely include everyone’s names and Jimmy will add them to his daily prayers.

You can run this monthly and stop at any time after the 30 days is up, you will have the opportunity to renew and update your list each month but are under no obligation. I believe you will experience magical transformations and make progress every day!  SUBSCRIPTION AUTO-RENEWAL ($95/mo - save $5) Purchase a recurring subscription  Update your prayers monthly. You can cancel or pause anytime.

Use PayPal for subscription Click here  Use Stripe for subscription Click here.  Could you use a private session? Are you feeling extra-crispy?  If so, you can now  Book Appointments... View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins  

30-Days of Prayer - $99

The Fish Market

Below is list of over 35 titles in the MyBeliefWorks Clearings audio series, monthly Zoom clearing call replays and Guided Energy Processess. Find a topic that addresses your issue(s), click on the link to read more. We had a lot of help downloading & channeling these over the years & they keep getting better and we are ALWAYS working on the next one. Don’t forget… you can share these with your immediate friends and family.

Freedom from Abuse Overcoming Addiction Receiving Abundance Body Scan: Head to Toe Healing Bountiful Harvest Igniting Creative Spark Discovering Your Destiny Daily GPS Reset Releasing Dark Energies/Fears Crossroads -Decision Making Diet & Exercise Support Education & Learning Support Empowering the Empath Enthusiasm for Life Financial Windfall Gold Coin: Money in All Forms Healing Family Relationships Healing Body Disorders Joy of Money

IRS Stress & Taxes Relieving Holiday Stress Increasing Intuition Easing IRS Stress & Taxes Lucky 777  Finding Love & Romance Mental Stress Positive Money Mindset Moving Forward from Past Chronic Pain Relief Pet Healing Support Improving Sales & Success Improving Sex Improving Sleep Pro$perity Unlocked Traveling with Ease Treasure Chest Work & Career Success Weight Loss Support Restoring Youth & Vitality

We now offer digital Gift Certificates for gift-giving. Gift a free session, daily prayers or clearing audios/videos to someone special.  You simply select the denomination that matches the gift you'd like to give from the options on this page amounts from $19 - $225.

Buy Gift Certificates here

Healing and Grounding Mats for all occasions  Yes even Lily my cat uses the pet one!   View Grounding Mats here Use code: MyLiquidFishfs for Free Shipping

View Full Zoom Replay Collection 

Terahertz Quantum Frequency Wand The power of this frequency seems to reach every corner of the human cell, bringing about "activation" to the human body. The frequency is very effective for working on weak human cells, enzymes and DNA, restoring the body to its normal state. Use code: TSG10 get 10% off (Now back in stock!)

The 5 Anchors Process

The Purple Rain Process

The Magical Golden Key

**We are NOT involved in the sales or shipping process of the 3rd party items, please contact them directly. 

Self-paced Online Courses Available Anchors Away Masterclass & Mastery/Practitioner Certification

MEMBERS LOGIN HERE

**Can't See The Full Email? Click Here to View Online**

We recently launched our new ANCHORS AWAY MASTERCLASS and what has come through from Spirit is truly a game-changer in the way we can ALL now clear off evil, dark energies, aliens and anomalies in a deep, profound and lasting way.   

I recorded a video to tell you more about how you can get access to my brand new Anchors Away Masterclass so you can learn how to protect and clear the 5 Anchors & more.

Watch the Video Now

MLF MASTERY LEVEL 1 is open to ANYONE at anytime!

The Certificate of Mastery Program includes 2 best-selling ebooks and 2 clearing audios plus written & video instructions, AND one-on-one time with Jimmy ALL for about the cost of a single 1-hr session! This online course is for anyone who is familiar with OR new to "fishing" and is ready to dive into the deep end & get results that are beyond the ordinary! It includes The Tackle Box & The Dowser's Handbook ebooks PLUS 2 MP3s "Clearing Dark Energies" & "Increasing Your Intuition" to help clear, strengthen and prepare your energy field for optimal “fishing” results. This is a work-at-your-own-pace curriculum that will TEACH & CLEAR you at the same time! In under 2wks you will be finished with the program and ready to fish on your own with greater results! Level II offers Practitioner Certification for those who qualify.

Learn About Certification Here

Module 1 has about 3 hours of core material and Module 2 contains about 8 hours.  Most people go through the course and take the test within a month but can be as fast as a week depending on how quickly you work through the pdfs, audios, videos, and testing.  Also, there are many hours of OPTIONAL reference materials.  

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TGIWednesday: Don't leave the twins behind

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Are ya’ll believing it’s May? An A-lister celebrity client of mine always says, “The days are long, but the years are flying by!” My youngest son asked, “Dad how many cats do you need?” I said, “I’ll let you know!” lol of course he has 5 chickens in his back yard, so if I want to have a cat lady/man starter pack so be it.  What a kitty cat journey we’ve had, and I believe we’ve figured the mystery out; having watched enough 48 hours and investigative shows.  We lost my biggest black cat a couple years ago when he never came back.  Ditto for a breathtaking Bengal tiger male outsider that simply disappeared.  Then finally a community cat, our sweet outside LB (little black), was found nearly lifeless by our neighbor.  We thought she got hit by a car, but she was chemically poisoned 

.  After figuring that out, my girlfriend Kimber was brave enough to bury one of LB's beautiful, short-haired, black kittens she found and we set a no-harm trap for the other 2 long-haired black ones which we’ve nick named “the twins”. 

While putting out food and traps, she found a handwritten note near the cage, “Stop feeding the ferrell cats, that’s part of the problem.”  Kimber the PI figured out which fence it was tossed from and went over fearlessly banging on their front door.  A disheveled, gaunt wife answered the door.  After reading the note the wife said, “Well, I hope he’s not putting out moth balls again.” We had to Google it and found that of course, moth balls would kill cats and kittens equally.  We were waiting until we were done trapping to call the armed county SPCA agent (yes, there is one) because Mr. Moth Balls deserves a good lecture from an armed man.  Evil people that do this work their way up to humans.  Is his wife next? Ugh grrr.   Kimber put signs up on the fences, “We’re trapping and fixing and relocating the cats.” Finally, we nabbed these adorable fluff balls (that we now know are girls) and got them fixed and defleaed etc.  We wanted to save these little buggers as the last offspring of such a cool momma - LB black cat who used to wag her tail constantly and come to my bedroom window when she wanted to be fed.  Ditto for Bamboo who looks like a black and gray Bengal tiger, again the offspring of little black and the Bengal tiger kitty that vanished a year ago.  What’s the point?  Never ever, ever, stop doing good wherever you can, as often as you can, for as long as you can.  Help contribute to all the people and animals, and yes...this planet too any chance you get.  Do good deeds without expecting a return.  Be a good deed doer and spirit will rain down blessings you’ve yet to imagine!     

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Impulse - Part 2

Impulse – Part 2

Fic Summary: You sneak out of the house so Eddie can take you on your first date. Impulse Masterpost. Eddie Munson Oneshots Masterpost. 

Fic Rating: 18+ (Minors DNI)

Pairing: Eddie Munson/Virgin Female Reader (Reader is 18)

Warnings: Language, Strict/Overbearing Parents, Canon Divergent, Oral (Female & Male Receiving)

A/N: Ya’ll ready for reader and Eddie’s first date? Just a heads up, I did absolutely zero research for this part and just wrote things how I wanted them to be lol. So it probably isn’t accurate but there’s smut so who cares. Enjoy! Also this meant to be read as a oneshot but it continues from part one. 

When you and Eddie leave the safety of the woods, you feel like a whole new person.

His arm is around your shoulders and yours is around his waist. You’d stayed there for a while, talking, and sharing another joint before inevitably time wasn’t on your side. You knew you needed to deal with the aftermath of your insubordination.

You get home shortly after your parents do. Eddie insists on driving right up to your house so they can see you getting out of his van. You’d told him stories of what you’d been dealing with and he’s made it his mission to get you out from under their thumbs.

Your stomach is a mess of knots. “This is going to suck,” you groan, seeing them watching from the living room window.

“Hey, listen,” Eddie says, reaching over to cup the back of your head, bringing your focus to him. “At any time, day or night, if you need me to come get you, just call me and I’ll come. No questions asked.”

You smile, heart fluttering as you stare into his earnest brown eyes. “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind. Chances are they’re going to force me to stay in my room until the weekend’s over.”

“Try to force you,” Eddie amends with a smirk. “Don’t forget about our date tomorrow.” The way he’s leaning pulls the collar of his shirt to the side and you can see two red marks left behind by your eager mouth.

You reach out to touch them with a smirk. “Trust me, I won’t.” You take a deep breath and open the van door. “Wish me luck.”

“You got this, sweetheart.”

Sliding out of the van, you take one more deep breath before slamming the door behind you. The walk up your driveway to the front door might as well have been a mile long. It’s not until you reach the front porch that you look back and find Eddie is still there, arm resting out the window so he can wave.

You wave back and that’s when he drives away.

Your parents flip out.

There’s too much yelling to really follow it all. Something about being rude to your teacher and Eddie being a bad influence. Honestly? Your mind is miles away, still in that little clearing in the woods, where you pulled Eddie’s pants down.

You’d blown him and given him a hand job. He’d cum twice, the second one leaving him with a lazy, lopsided grin for the rest of your time together. You still can’t get the way he looked out of your mind. He’d wanted you and it feels amazing to be wanted, desired. It

It suddenly hits you that the two of you never kissed. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to kiss him, but your mouth decided to latch onto his neck instead, eager to make him moan louder and give him a hickey.

You’d done both.

“Are you even listening to us?!” your mother screeches.

“No, not really.”

There is a stunned silence. Lot of that seems to be going around today.

“Go to your room!” your dad snaps. “You’re grounded for the weekend.”

“Fine, it’s not like you let me go out anyway.”

“What has gotten into you?” your mother asks. “You’ve never acted this way before.”

“You mean I’ve never mentioned how fucking smothering you two can be. Now, do you want me to go to my room or do you want to keep talking to me? You can’t have it both ways.”

“GO!” your dad snapped.

“Gladly.”

You turn your back on them and march to your room, slamming the door behind you. Great. A whole weekend of boredom. At least you have your date to look forward to.

The next twenty-four hours are grueling. You try to pass the time as best you can. Your parents virtually ignore you, which you enjoy. It’s not like you have much to say to them. There is one instance at dinner the next night where your mom tries to talk to you about college, tries to justify their anger and punishment by saying they’re only looking out for your future.

You outright ignore her.

Not only because you don’t want to talk about the future she and your father already planned for you, plans you have zero intention of following, but because it’s getting close to the time for your date and you’re super excited. You barely eat, unsure if Eddie’s going to take you somewhere. Also, you’re nervous as hell and anxiety makes it difficult to swallow a bite. Eventually, you push the plate away and go to your room without another word to your parents.

Behind the closed door, you bide your time. You’ve already picked out your outfit which is hanging in your closet, ready for you to quickly change into once you’re sure your parents have retired to their room. They always do by eight-thirty and by nine, the TV in their room is off and they’re asleep.

Like clockwork, eight-thirty on the dot you hear them shut things down in the rest of the house and their footsteps retreat to their room. You spring into action.

You change out of your sweatpants and sweatshirt and into a cute short skirt and tank top you bought eons ago but never had the chance or occasion to wear. You slip into a pair of fishnets and your Doc Martens, throw on a denim jacket, and give yourself a once-over in the mirror.

Hot. You decide you look hot.

In your bed, you shove blankets and pillows under the comforter to make it look like you’re asleep. Not that you expect your parents to check on you. They never do.

As soon as the clock on your nightstand hits nine, your ears pick up the sound of a muffler in the distance.

Eddie’s van.

Your heart is racing as you turn off the lights in your room and cross to one of your windows. As quietly as you can, you open it. It’s old so it takes a second to lift but once you do, there’s only a minor squeak. Still, you freeze and listen.

Silence. All is well.

You open the window all the way and slip out into the darkness. Closing the window behind you, the adrenaline races through your veins. Crouching low, even though your parents aren’t even on this side of the house, you move through the property towards the street.

It’s fucking exciting.

You’re fucking proud of yourself and wonder why you never thought to sneak out before. Eddie’s van is parked right around the corner. He’s kept the music low so as to not draw any attention to himself. When he sees you, he leans out the window with a huge grin.

“Hey, pretty lady, need a ride?”

You hurry to the passenger side door and fling it open. “Depends on what kind of ride your offering.”

Eddie throws his head back with a laugh as you climb inside. “We’ll see where the night takes us.”

The second you buckle your seatbelt, Eddie tears off down the street. With the window open and the wind in your face, you feel alive. “So what do you have planned, Romeo?” you ask, grinning over at Eddie.

“Dinner and a movie,” he says.

“How very traditional of you.”

“Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart, there’s not going to be anything traditional about it. Who do you think I am?”

You grin, excitement building. “You’re my hero, that’s who.”

He gives you another big grin. “Please, you don’t need a hero. You can more than take care of yourself.” His eyes scan you up and down, as if he’s just taking in your outfit. He lets out a low whistle. “Damn, sweetheart. Did you get all sexy for me? You shouldn’t have.”

“I didn’t. Okay, that’s a small lie. Part of it is for you. But mostly this outfit is because I wanted to look hot.”

“Mission fucking accomplished.”

Eddie and you make small talk as he drives you to a nearby burger place. It’s late but the place is still bustling. Apparently, he ordered ahead of time because he runs in to grab the food and is out seconds later with a greasy bag and two large drinks.

“You in some kind of a rush, Munson?” you tease when he peels out of the parking lot.

“Don’t want to miss the movie.”

“What movie theater starts their film at almost nine-thirty at night?”

“You’ll see.”

As Eddie drives, your adrenaline wanes and you allow yourself to relax and go with the flow. This is the most exciting thing you’ve ever done, not counting the surprise blow job you gave him. Out the window, you notice the buildings and houses thin, and when he turns off the road close to the trailer park, you frown.

“Where are you talking me? Is this how I die? Are you going to murder me?”

Eddie chuckles. “Wouldn’t dream of it. It’ll be worth it, I promise.”

The van jerks as he turns onto a dirt road and when he finally does stop, you’re in the middle of nowhere.

“Um…nice theater,” you joke. “Love what they’ve done with the place.”

Eddie puts the van in park, messes with the radio for a second, before throwing you a grin. “Come on.”

He gets out and, curious as hell, you follow. Once you do and move around to the back of the van, you suddenly realize where you are.

The hill overlooks the old Hawkins’ Drive-In and where Eddie’s parked, you have an obstructed view of the giant screen. From the radio, the drive-in’s station filters through the windows, announcing to patrons to try their snack bar before the movie starts.

“Eddie, this is awesome!” you say excitedly.

Eddie smiles, balancing the food and drinks in one hand as he opens the back of his van with the other.

Your heart skips a beat.

The bed of his van is covered in blankets and pillows, carefully arranged so you can comfortably lay back and watch the movie. Not only that, he strung up small lights around the ceiling, casting everything with a soft yellow glow.

“You…you did all this, for me?” you ask as Eddie carefully puts the food down.

“Well, yeah,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck. “You said this is your first date and your parents are stupid strict. I figured you’d want to do something low-key so it won’t get back to them that you snuck out. Not to mention, you deserve to have something special.”

You throw your arms around him in a tight hug, knocking him into the van door. He laughs and returns the hug.

“I take it you like it,” he says, drawing back to look you in the eye.

“I love it.”

You kick out of your shoes and Eddie helps you into the back before following after. While you watch the opening trailers, the two of you settle into the cozy little spot and dig into your meal.

The burger, fries, and milkshake Eddie got tastes a thousand times better than that casserole your mother prepared earlier. You eat and swap jokes and commentary, deciding which trailers looked interesting and which seem terrible.

When the food is done, Eddie slides his arm around you, pulling you in close as the movie starts.

Being there with him, snuggled into his side, makes it difficult to keep your focus on the silver screen. You’re surrounded by his warmth and scent. When you’re close like this, it brings you back to the woods and your heart rate spikes.

Glancing over at him, you find he’s already looking at you, a smirk playing on those full lips. “Your skirt is riding up.”

You look down and sure enough, the hem is up past your thigh. When you laid down, you never adjusted it back into place.

“Is that a problem?”

His smirk widens. “It is if you’re intent on focusing on the movie.”

“I mean, we don’t have to. It’s not like we paid to get in.”

Eddie has you on your back in an instant, his body hovering over yours. Reaching down, he grabs your fishnet-covered thigh and gives it an appreciative squeeze.

“The things I want to do to you,” he says in a low voice, with the barest hint of desperation. “But I don’t want to rush you. So whatever you’re comfortable doing—”

“Eddie,” you cut him off. “What do you want to do? Right here, right now?”

His pupils dilate as his eyes rake up and down your body. Biting his lower lip, he slides his hand under your tank top and it forces you to suck in a deep breath. He leans down, his mouth brushing your cheek in the softest kiss, barely even makes contact before he’s speaking in your ear.

“I want to go down on you,” he says, gently taking your earlobe between his teeth and tugging. “Let me go down on you. I swear, I’ll make it good.”

Your breath catches in your throat at the husky timbre of his voice. It feels like butterflies are let loose in your stomach and your face suddenly feels hot. Your heart slams against your ribcage.

“When you put it like that, how can a lady refuse?”

There’s a rush of air as Eddie exhales excitedly. With a devious smirk, he moves down your body, brown eyes bearing into yours. You shrug out of your jacket and he does the same. Both are tossed into a corner where they’re immediately forgotten.

Eddie settles between your slightly spread legs, pushing your skirt to bunch around your waist. He makes a noise in the back of his throat, both hands sliding down to rest on your fishnets.

“God these look good on you,” he hums, pulling them and letting go so they snap against your skin.

“Yeah, too bad you have to take them off.”

“Did they cost a lot?”

“Hm? Oh, no they’re pretty cheap—hey!”

With a tug, Eddie rips them right where they cover your panties, leaving them on yet giving him access to what draws his focus. The action takes you by surprise and sends a shot of desire straight to your core.

He glances up at you with a heated look. “I’d rather they stay on.”

Your face feels warm and the lustful gaze he’s fixates you with only speeds up your already racing heart. “Don’t rip the underwear. I like these.”

“Mmm, me too,” Eddie says, tracing the seam of your black cotton panties. His thumb brushes over your clothed clit and it makes your body jerk at the sudden sensation. “Been thinking about our time in the woods and that little tease of your taste that I got.”

“I’ve been thinking about it too. I was totally going to blow you again if you didn’t suggest something.”

Eddie’s eyes flicker up to meet yours, cheeks flushing at your admission. “Fuck, sweetheart, the things you say. It’s sexy as fuck how into this you are.”

You go to respond but there’s another tearing sound as Eddie rips away the rest of the panty part of your fishnets. Then, he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your underwear and slowly draws them down, working them over your legs before tossing them to the side.

You’re already wet and you know he can tell, especially with the way your panties cling to your folds for the briefest of seconds.

It’s the first time anyone has seen you like this and before you can start to feel self-conscious or nervous, Eddie whimpers.

“Fuck, just look at you,” he moans, pushing your legs further open so he can get the full view. “Just the thought that I’m the only one to…” He takes a deep breath and looks up at you. “I’ll go nice and slow. Don’t be afraid to tell me to stop if you need to.”

The anticipation and excitement push the nerves away.

Eddie slides your shirt up a bit, laying kisses down your stomach, then along your hip. His hand strokes your thigh, drifts closer to your aching slit which clenches in anticipation. At the first touch of his finger, your body tenses. He feels it, lays his cheek to your thigh and glances up at you.

“Relax, sweetheart,” he purrs, sliding the same finger through your wetness. “I’ve got you.”

You lay back against the pillows and close your eyes, giving your trust and your body over to Eddie. Firm kisses are placed across the thigh he rested against, his finger tracing your folds, bolder this time, harder. Your body melts at the touch, your breath catching in your throat as you feel the hot air escaping his lips.

He licks you once, a slow wet motion that forces a gasp out of you. So he does it again, and then a third time, ending the action with a flick of your nub.

Liquid heat pours low into your belly and you whimper in the back of your throat. Encouraged by the sound, Eddie presses this lips, those beautiful plush lips, to your core and kisses you. In the back of your mind, you giggle that this is your first kiss with Eddie and it’s not even on your mouth.

You’ll have to change that later.

He uses his tongue on you again, emboldened by your soft moans. When you crack your eyes open, you find his are closed, his face surprisingly serious as he devours you. You’re becoming obsessed with what he’s doing, how he’s sending pleasure coursing through your veins with only his mouth.

Eddie drapes your legs over his shoulders, wrapping his arms tight around your thighs as he yanks you down towards him. His lips and tongue work you with unfiltered enthusiasm. You gasp, not only at the sensations but at the realization that he’s enjoying this as much as you are. You can see it in his focused expression and the hum of approval as he laps at your arousal.

His eyes flutter open and they catch you staring. You watch the corner of his lips turn up into a smirk before sticking his tongue out to lick a lewd stripe through your folds.

Your body jerks and you gasp, the noise dissolving into a deep moan.

“Doing alright there, babe?” he asks, slightly breathless as his fingers returns to play. Two of them glide through your seam, one barely brushing your opening.

You nod, swallowing thickly as your mouth fills with saliva. “Yes. God, yes.”

Eddie grins, top teeth digging into his bottom lip. “Fuck, I wish you could see how fucking sexy you look right now.”

“Really?”

Eddie nods. “So fucking sexy.”

His mouth drops to your clit, sucking greedily. Your hips jerk at the sudden pleasure but Eddie pins them down with his arms, keeping you in place. Slowly, he presses his finger into you and your body clings to it, keeps him there so he doesn’t try to pull away.

Shit it feels so fucking good.

You didn’t know what to expect, had no preconceived notions of what any of this would entail. Didn’t know it’d send shockwaves through your system, make your thighs quake and your breath come in short bursts.

Didn’t know it’d make you feel so alive.

Eddie’s mouth tastes and teases, his finger sliding in and out of you in a steady pace.

“Eddie,” you moan, your hands finding their way into his hair. “Shit, Eddie, this is so good.”

You feel his smile. When he lifts his head to speak, he’s breathless. “Fuck, sweetheart, you’re so tight around my finger. And you taste…” He groans and dives back down.

Time slips away.

You cannot even begin to figure out how long you lay there with Eddie eating you out. Hell, you can’t even tell what movie is playing. All you can think about is his wonderful mouth, his quick tongue, and the way his slender finger feels stroking a spot you yourself haven’t been able to reach.

When he draws his finger out, you whimper at the loss but he doesn’t keep you in suspense for long. His tongue pushes in immediately after and you yank on his hair in excitement. A thumb drags circles around your clit and you can feel the pleasure building.

You’re going to cum.

You’re going to cum in Eddie Munson’s van while he tongue-fucks you and rubs your swollen clit.

“I’m close,” you pant, body writhing and rocking. Your hips roll back and forth, grinding against his greedy mouth.

“Fuck, babe, I want you to cum for me.”

The air is stolen from your lungs and all it takes is one more press of his thumb and his tongue back inside you for you to completely unravel.

Moaning his name, your back arches, and your hands curl around his wavy locks, keeping his head exactly where you want it most. Eddie moans with you, sucking greedily as your slick coats his lips and chin.

When the pleasure recedes, you fall back against the pillows, spent and dizzy.

Eddie pushes himself onto his knees. The sound of his belt buckles snaps your bleary eyes open and you watch him pull himself out of his pants and underwear. Fuck, he’s rock hard and looking at you like you’re the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen.

He pumps his dick with fast strokes while licking your taste from his lips.

“Do you need—?”

Eddie shakes his head, hair wiping around his face. “Nah, just lay there like that, sweetheart. Let me look at you.”

You wonder how you must look to him. Torn fishnets, skirt bunched around your waist, legs spread wide so he can see all of you. Eddie’s hips jerk into his hand, his cock thick and pulsing.

Your mouth waters and you push yourself up to sit, leaning forward to take the tip of him into your mouth. He lets out a guttural moan and thrusts once, twice against your tongue before he’s cuming, spilling himself into your hungry mouth.

Like before, you swallow it all, suck greedily until there’s nothing left and he’s going soft.

Only then do you flop backward once more, Eddie falling on his back next to you.

“Holy shit,” he pants, shoving his hair back from his sweaty face. He rolls his head to the side to look at you. “Was that good for you?”

You grin and nod, still trying to catch your breath. “That was fucking amazing.”

His face splits into a grin and you see the ghost of anxiety fade away. “Yeah?”

“Hell yeah.”

Eddie starts to pull his pants up. “I’ve never been so fucking turned on before.”

“Really?”

He nods excitedly. “It’s all you, sweetheart,” he says. “Everything about you drives me fucking crazy. Last night, I had to jerk off because thinking about you got me hard as a fucking rock.”

Something squeezes your heart and the mental image of Eddie fisting his dick while thinking of you is one that’s going to linger in your mind for a while.

“Now that’s something I’d like to see first-hand.”

“That can easily be arranged.”

He leans in, fully intending to kiss you when in the distance you hear a shout.

“Hey! Who’s over there?! Munson, is that you?!”

“Ah, fuck!” Eddie exclaims.

He bolts out of the back of the van instantly, remembering at the last second to toss your shoes in as he hurries to slam the doors. You quickly shove your skirt down, having no idea what’s going on but knowing you sure as hell don’t want Chief Hopper to find you spread out in the back of Eddie’s van.

Eddie hops into the driver seat, throwing a crazed grin at you over his shoulder. “Hang on to something, babe!”

Tires squealing, he peels out of his makeshift parking spot and makes for the main road. Adrenaline pumping, you laugh because honestly, what the hell else are you going to do as you roll around the back of the van, trying to find your underwear.

Hopper must be on foot because there’s no chase or siren. And by the time Eddie gets on the road, all is quiet and he slows marginally.

“You sure know how to make a girl’s first date memorable!” you say, tugging your panties on before leaning against the front seat.

Eddie shoots you another grin. “I aim to serve, sweetheart.”

All is quiet on your street when Eddie pulls up to where he picked you up not too long ago. He puts the car in park and looks back at you. “Hand me my shoes, would you?”

The two of you pull yourselves together and, once you do, Eddie insists on walking you to your window.

Quietly giggling to each other, you hold hands and sneak around the side of your house. Eddie trips and stumbles into you, and the weight of his arm around your waist makes your heart soar.

“This is it,” you whisper, motioning to the window.

Just like before, you carefully open it. Except, it’s a little harder to climb up from this side so Eddie gives you a boost. There’s a brief moment where your bottom half is hanging out the window and you feel your skirt flip up and the unmistakable feeling of Eddie nipping at your exposed thigh. You stifle a squeak and somehow manage to quietly slip into your room.

“You ass,” you whisper to Eddie through the window.

He’s smiling like crazy, leaning up so his face is close to yours. “When can I see you again?”

“Monday at lunch? I’ll find you.”

“Wish it could be sooner.”

“Trust me. I do too.” You glance over your shoulder and listen but all is quiet. Turning back to Eddie, you playfully shoo him away. “Now go before someone sees.”

Eddie takes a step back. “Monday. Lunchtime. Picnic table?”

You nod excitedly. “I’ll be there.”

“Great.” Eddie shoves his hands into his pockets and starts to walk backwards. “See you then.”

A thought suddenly occurs to you and as he starts to turn away, you hiss, “Wait, Eddie, come here!”

He stops, steps within reach and you lean out the window, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him into your first kiss.

Those sinful lips that dragged pleasure out of you not but moment ago are soft and pliable against your own. He moans into your mouth, cupping the back of your neck so he can deepen the kiss further. Those same sparks that shot through his touch now bolt from his lips to yours and it steals what little breath you have.

Fuck, why did no one ever say kissing was like this?

He turns his head, slants it just enough to get a better angle before his teeth roll your bottom lip. You open your mouth for him, whimper at the swipe of that amazing tongue against yours. Fuck, you could kiss him all night. Want to kiss him all night.

He draws back but you chase him for more, both of you giggling between pecks. Finally, you push him away.

“Monday,” you repeat.

Eddie gives you the sweetest smile even as he walks backwards. “Already counting the hours.”

You watch until he disappears around to the front and don’t close the window until the sound of his van fades.

Giddy in the dark, you slide onto the floor of your bedroom, your fingers pressed to your lips as the heat of Eddie’s kisses lingers.

[solarwonux]

Babymoon || Jeon Jungkook

Pairing: dad!jungkook x f!reader 

Genre: smut, fluff 

W.C 4.8k

Rating: 18+

Warnings: not edited, insecurities, mentions of stretch marks, slight dom!jungkook, jungkook has nipple piercings (i will never let ya’ll forget), slight choking kink, mirror sex, unprotected sex, daddy kink (but only if you squint like really hard, jungkook thinks a lot again (I’ll probably edit it, once it goes up lol)

Synopsis: Jungkook decides to take you on a babymoon, hoping the time away will help ease your newfound insecurities. 

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note: Sorry this is up so late lol. But I hope you like this one, it was just a random idea I had last night so I wrote it lol. Also I love this family sm and low key I’m so tempted to write a whole bts as dad’s series or something, anyway, let me know your thoughts and enjoy! 

The starting months of your pregnancy were perfect. Except for the morning sickness, the nausea and the overwhelming craving for popcorn. Putting those discrepancies aside, everything was perfect until it wasn’t. 

The insecurities didn’t start until the middle of your second trimester. At exactly five months. You felt uncomfortable, heavier, your clothes didn’t fit right; and no over the counter or at home-remedy helped the inevitable stretch marks now adorning your stomach and thighs. Your overpowering confidence was at a downward spiral and Jungkook had started to take notice. 

You took longer to get ready in the morning. Every outfit you put on would end up on the bedroom floor, until you ended up wearing one of his oversized shirts and leggings. Covering the bump you were so adamant on showing off at the start of your pregnancy. Whenever he went to touch you, you would flinch or push his hands away if they stayed on your body for longer than five minutes. 

It broke his heart, that you couldn’t see yourself the way he saw you. A strong, beautiful, independent goddess who also happened to be the most amazing women he had the pleasure of knowing and love - next to his mother of course - and mother of his two children. 

He tried to remind you every day. Praised your body for the way it looked and never compared it to the way it used to look. He told you how beautiful you were at every second of the day. Even going as far as leaving sticky notes around the apartment, with kind reminders and loving words for you to find throughout your day. And on the odd occasion in which you would let him touch you more intimately in the privacy of your bedroom. He always made sure to shower the parts that you had started to dislike about yourself with extra care and love. 

Jungkook did everything in his power to ease away your insecurities, but it seemed like nothing was working. It was a Thursday night where instead of finishing the final re-touches of the album artwork he had been hired to design. He was on google, researching, trying to come up with different ways to get you out of your head.

10 Ways To Make Your Beautiful Pregnant Wife Feel Less Insecure. (with pictures.) 

Was the article he was currently on. He scrolled past the first five suggestions, knowing he had implemented them well into his routine. Until he landed on number six. A babymoon. He read the description carefully. A light bulb went off in his head as he immediately opened up a new tab in search for different flight info’s, until he remembered an important factor. You were close to being six months pregnant. Would flying be safe? 

Jungkook opened a new tab. 

He really should be working, but work didn’t matter nearly as much as you, Haneul and the baby. And his family's well being always came first. Otherwise he wouldn’t be able to perform at his best if he knew that you or his daughter’s weren’t feeling their best. So he continued on with his research, bought the flight tickets. Made a mental note to finish the re-touches early in the morning and talk to Yoongi on taking his vacation days sooner than originally planned. 

Jungkook was on a mission, almost deemed it mission impossible. But he was confident that by the time the two of you returned from a relaxing island getaway, full of couple’s massages, spa days and sleeping in, your head would be held high and oozing with the sexiest kind of confidence. 

Maybe Jungkook was getting a little too excited and ahead of himself but he couldn’t wait to be with you alone. No distractions or a four year old he loved more than life. 

The second Haneul heard the front door open she jumped off her bed, ignoring your third read through of her favorite bedtime story, ran past you and out her bedroom door. 

“Princess, why aren’t you sleeping?” Jungkook questions a grunt running past his lips, knowing he had picked her up. You smirk and get up, holding onto the dresser, blinking rapidly, scaring the light flashes away. That was a new symptom that had started recently. Whenever you got up too fast, your vision would get spotty, throwing off your balance. It annoyed you to no end, taking it’s respectful spot at the top of your least favorite pregnancy symptoms. The second one being morning sickness. 

Jungkook walked into Haneul’s room with the four year old hoisted onto his waist. She was telling him about her eventful day at school and how this kid in her class shared his washable markers with her. A young love story, you had deemed it when she was dreamily talking about Jae and his pretty brown eyes on your icecream date earlier. You promised not to tell Jungkook. The two of you knowing the fate of the four year old if he were to find out about her little crush. 

“So you’re liking your new school baby?” He set her down, shooting you a loving kiss, making him laugh when you pretended to catch it and setting it above your heart. Something the two of you did after dating when Haneul was only one. Eventually the now four year old caught on and started joining in. Jungkook loved it. 

“Mhm, we’re making our own book tomorrow.” She said excitedly and ran to her bed, laying down, bringing her blue sparkly comforter up to her neck. Jungkook walks over, leaning down and leaves a gentle kiss against her forehead. 

“Then you better get some sleep, if you want to be the New York Times best selling author and beat Uncle Joonie.” He tucks her in, tickling her sides gently making her laugh and push his hands away. You roll your eyes, praying for your baby girl to be a momma’s girl instead of her dad’s. You needed a win every once in a while. 

“Goodnight daddy, goodnight mommy.” She whispers, holding the stuffed dinosaur to her side tightly. 

“Goodnight Princess, I love you.” You say and walk over to Jungkook’s side, leaning into his side cautiously. Excited to tell him how good you felt today. That for once in weeks you didn’t wake up and disliked what you saw in the morning. Instead you indulged in this new found love, hoping this high would stay longer than a day. 

“I love you guys too.” 

“You what?” You whisper-yell, staring back at the flight tickets Jungkook had bought and printed out at work. 

“I’m treating you to a well-deserved vacation baby. So you better call the gyno tomorrow. I already googled it to see if it’s safe for you to fly, and yahoo answers said yes.” He takes your hand in his, shining his soft eyes at you. “But still call to make sure.” 

“So you trusted yahoo answers and went and bought the tickets anyway?” You ask in disbelief, tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. You weren’t sad, or upset. In fact you were touched and your hormones were all over the place. Plus with the new added confidence you found yourself basking in all day today, you were overwhelmed. The only acceptable reaction was to cry. 

“Babe,” he pauses and uses his thumbs to wipe away your tears. “I want to treat you, be alone with you, help you make you feel on top of the world again because baby, you deserve it and I hate seeing you down lately.” 

“You do so much for me lately. I know I don’t always show it but it does make me feel a lot better.” You rest your forehead against his and wrap your arms around his neck. “But this is crazy Kook, we can have a babymoon here, the beach is just a thirty minute drive away.” 

“And our destination is two, three hours tops. Please just let me do this for you.” He leaves a gentle kiss against your nose and your lips. “Plus there’s just something sexy about hotel rooms.” He winks. 

You scoff and push him away, hating the way you silently agreed with him. Remembering all the times the two of you met up at hotel rooms, for a night full of rendezvous at the start of your relationship. That’s when the panic settles in, all the lingerie, bathing suits and overall beach attire didn’t fit you anymore. And if they did, they didn’t fit the same way and exaggerated the parts of your body you disliked most now. 

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook settles down next to you, rubbing his palm over your bump. His smile gets wider when he feels his other baby girl kick. “I think the baby is on my side, she wants her beautiful mom to take a nice relaxing break.” 

“I don’t have anything to wear.” You pout, resting one of your hands on top of his. “Nothing fits me anymore and buying new clothes is useless if I’m going to outgrow them in a few weeks.” You sigh, noting that you were sinking again. You knew your confidence was going to last long, but you didn’t expect it to disappear so fast and so suddenly. 

“Why wear clothes when you can just be naked.” 

You push him away and turn to the side. Your back facing him. “Goodnight Jungkook.” 

Jungkook laughs and snakes his arm around your waist pulling you close. “I’m sorry I know you’re frustrated, everything you wear looks beautiful on you.” He kisses your cheek and rests his head on top of yours. “We can go shopping this weekend, just you and I. I won’t even complain.” 

“Promise.” You stick out your pinky, turning to face him. Your sulky face tugs at his heart strings and he wonders how amazing it is that Haneul has started picking up on some of your mannerisms. Haneul has pulled your pouty faces on him before and it makes him cave. 

“I promise.” 

The flight was awful. You were uncomfortable the entire time and because of the fact that Jungkook bought the tickets on a whim at the last minute. The two of you weren’t able to sit together. 

The two hour plane ride was spent with you listening to the couple next to you argue relentlessly, while Jungkook had the unfortunate faith of sitting next to two teenagers who communicated in that weird lingo of theirs. 

The uber ride to the hotel wasn’t any better. You and Jungkook were stuck listening to a man retell his entire life story. Wallowing in his mid-life crisis and how he was more than positive his eighteen year old daughter was the cause of his neighbor’s divorce. Jungkook and you exchange silent words between each other, coming up with an elaborate plan to escape the forty-year old through text. 

Frankly, you weren’t sure that jumping out of a moving car like you were in an action movie would be the smartest move. Even with Jungkook’s promise to keep you protected the entire way down. Thankfully it didn’t have to resort to that because once the two of you were finalizing the finishing touches on your plan. Your Uber stopped right in front of a beautiful beach resort, signaling the start of your long awaited babymoon. 

Jungkook tipped the driver, despite not having a pleasant experience. Took both of your suitcases from the trunk - yours bigger than his - and excitedly pulled you towards the entrance of the hotel. 

“Let’s go to the beach for a little while.” He suggests, both of his arms encasing you in as you rode the elevator up to the twelfth floor. “I want to see that bikini we bought for you on Saturday in its full glory.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. 

You shake your head and bury your head into his chest. One thing you had certain. Jungkook’s libido had not faltered even in the slightest when he found out you were pregnant. In fact you have a suspicion it had increased and a little part of you was scared that once you gave birth it would diminish once and for all. 

Everything that goes up always has a way to go down. 

“Can I take a nap first. Haneul kept us up at night.” You mumble peering up at him. 

“I was kinda hoping you would say that.” He smiles and kisses the crown of your head. “I’m nearing thirty and have to keep reminding myself that I can’t run on two hours of sleep and still be considered a functioning human.” He pouts, pulling you in closer. “I don’t like that I’m getting old.” He whines. 

“If it helps you feel any better, you’re still the sexiest man I know. Clearly, with the greatest stroke game ever.” You joke, pointing at your baby bump to emphasize your not so innocent joke. 

“Stop trying to seduce me unless you want to nap.” 

“I’m not doing anything, you're just horny all the time.” You shrug, moving his arms away from your body as the elevator comes to a stop. You turn away from him, grabbing the handle of your suitcase and start making your way out of the elevator. You barely get two steps in until, when Jungkook takes a hold of your arm and reels you back in. 

His breath hits the shell of your ear. “How can I not when you’re my wife.” 

“I think you look beautiful.” Jungkook says from behind you, sitting on the lounge chair, looking at you through the full length mirror. 

After your nap, which was exactly an hour long. Courtesy of Jungkook’s alarm that woke the two of you up with a scare. The sun had set earlier than the two of you were used to and the beach had closed, leaving the pool as your only option for now a late night swim. Jungkook got dressed faster than you could blink that by the time you were out of the bed, and located your bathing suit in your suitcase; he was already strolling into the room in his red swim trunks and no shirt. His toned torso, tattooed sleeve and nipple piercings on full display.

For a second you thought this was a bad idea. The pit of your stomach swirling in newfound jealousy as you thought all the people who would be drooling over him, and sending you nasty looks when they took in your appearance. But you pushed those thoughts aside as you started to change. 

Jungkook sat on the lounge chair, busying himself on his phone. Probably texting Namjoon, checking up on Haneul. He didn’t look up until you were fully dressed, in your red bikini that barely left anything up for the imagination. His whole world stopped and he forgot how to breathe. 

It was absolutely ridiculous. No matter how many times Jungkook had seen you naked, which he loved -  preferred that outfit or lack there-off over anything - that seeing you in things that barely covered the parts you only reserved for him, always rendered him speechless. 

He would never be able to understand why you always picked yourself apart, when in his eyes you were an angel sent from above. Though, he knew at this point his words would be useless and that the only way to get you to believe him was if he showed you. 

Needless to say, late night swimming was taking a back seat for the night. 

“I’m so in love with you.” He says getting from his seat. His bedroom eyes burning holes through your soft ones as he made his way to you slowly. Carefully mapping out his actions like a predator ready to catch it’s pretty. It sent a blissful shudder up your spine. You knew the second you packed the bikini you bought on Saturday, leaving your hotel room would be impossible. 

Maybe that’s why you agreed to buying it. Knowing that the second Jungkook saw you in it, his hands would be on you in seconds. If it didn’t happen in the privacy of your room, it would’ve happened in the secluded area of the pool. That’s why Jungkook was a huge fan of late night swimming. He could touch you any way he wanted to, if you’d let him and no one would suspect a thing. 

“Yeah?” You tilt your head to the side, toying with the ties on your hips. All he needed to was to pull in the long bit and they would unravel. “I'm so in love with you too.” You gasp when his arms circle around your waist, palms splayed out wide against your stomach as he pressed his semi against your ass. 

“Mhm, good. Let’s go swimming tomorrow.” He gives you a wink through the mirror before diving into your neck. His lips find your sweet spot in seconds, sucking on it like he had something to prove. 

“What’s the matter, scared you’ll lose our stupid races?” You tilt your head, giving him more access. He chuckles against your skin, moving his hands up your body. He disconnects his lips from your skin and sends you a knowing look through the mirror before grabbing your boobs. You open your mouth in a silent moan as he smirks, rolling his palms over covered chest. The red triangles barely covered them and it was driving him insane, especially knowing they were slowly getting bigger as the months passed, getting ready to feed your daughter. 

He won’t tell you this until the time is right, but he’s secretly been fantasizing about the way your milk tastes.  

“I’ll always win, no matter how many times you beg for a rematch.” He stops massaging your boobs once your nipples are hard and peaking through the thin fabric. You look delicious and he can’t wait until he has you under him, devouring you, showering you with all the love he harbored for you. 

He moves his hands and unties your bikini, throwing it off to the side. Your eyes lock on his through the mirror and he smirks, pinching your nipples gently. You throw your head back moaning as he starts, rolling his cold palms against the hardened buds. 

“Look at you. So sexy and ready for me.” He whispers against the crown of your head, letting go of one of breasts, twinkling his fingers down the middle of your body. “You’re so beautiful, growing my baby. These are my favorite!” He traces the faint stretch marks on the side of your stomach delicately. The air gets caught in the back of your throat as you watch his moves closely. He makes sure to trace every single faint mark, his eyes never leave yours through the mirror, while his other hand continues to play with your breast, distracting any of your fleeting thoughts. 

“Are you wet for me yet?” His fingers play with the strings at the side of your bikini, threatening to pull them and undress you faster than you could blink. “Bet you’re soaked, isn't that right honey?” He mumbles against your cheek before leaving a gentle kiss. Both of his hands moving down and unraveling your red bottoms, making you gasp. 

You let them fall, watching as he kicks them to the side. “Why are you quiet tonight?” He says, using his thigh to part your legs even further. “Talk to me, I like hearing your voice.” He rests his hand on top of your mound. “I love hearing the noises you make for me.” 

Before you know it, Jungkook has two fingers on your clit, rolling it slowly, making you moan. “Baby, n-not here.” You gasp as moves them up and down your slit, the palm of his hand brushing over your clit in a ghostlike manner. 

Jungkook chuckles, pushing his hard cock against your backside. “I want you to watch yourself fall apart for me. Witness what you do to me all the time.” He plunges two of his fingers inside of you. You moan out his name, closing your eyes. Jungkook groans, taking hold of your chin, “open your eyes or I’ll stop.” He whispers in your ear. His baseless threat makes you panic, causing you to open your eyes fast. 

His lust filled eyes keep you trapped. Your desire between your legs grows with every thrust of his fingers. “M-More please, baby please.” You beg, attempting to grind your hips into the palm of his hands. 

“Think you can take my cock or do you need more time?” He takes his fingers out of you, running them up and down your slit a few times before he starts circling your clit again. “I’m going to stay buried in you all night long.” He states pulling away from your body. His eyes don’t falter, not even when he’s untying his swim trunks, or when he’s pushing them down and kicking them away to meet your discarded bathing suit somewhere on the floor of your hotel room. 

“Please, I want that. I miss you so much.” You gasp as he runs the head of his cock along your pussy lips. Coating him up with your essence, your mouth agape, tiny whines leaving the back of your throat. 

A satisfied hum passes through his flushed out lips. Oh, you were wishing they were on yours, but that would only delay the process. Plus the two of you had the whole night, the babymoon and your entire lifetime together to make out like desperate teenagers going through puberty for the first time. Right now you needed to feel him inside of you, it had been so long. 

Despite being fairly intimate with each other, especially during the start of your pregnancy when you were overly insatiable. Jungkook had always been adamant at fucking you properly, only putting half of it in, scared he would hurt the baby. But after reading a lot wikihow and cosmopolitan articles he learned that using his dick properly to fuck you the way he wanted to was safe. 

Therefore he wasn’t going to hold back anymore. 

“Hands on the mirror, lean forward for me. Tell me if anything hurts okay?” He reassured, aligning himself at your entrance as you followed his instructions. You nod and reply with a small ‘okay.’ Your verbal confirmation, enough to start pushing in. 

The stretch was delicious, you had forgotten how good it felt when he first plunged into you. How your soft velvet walls expanded enough to fit him, snuggling him in. “Oh my god, love, don’t stop.” You moan. He snickers, holding onto your hips. 

“I’m not even all the way in and you’re already clenching around me.” He breathes out, digging his thumb into your lower back, tracing over the faint stretch marks you’ve had since meeting him. They were truly his favorite, all your stretch marks were his favorite. Old or new, he couldn’t understand why they drove him insane, enough to have him hard in seconds and cumming untouched if he were to ever let go of that control. But he would never question it, his dirty little secret he relished in. 

“It’s been so long Kook, i-it feels so good.” You gasp when you feel the tip of his cock hit the soft mushy part inside of you, bottoming out. You have half a mind to turn around and hit him upside the head for depriving you from feeling this good, despite the slight sting of him stretching you out, for so long. 

Not that you ever complained. Jungkook had many gifts and making you cum in every way possible no matter what was definitely deserving of some kind of award. 

“Can I move?” He leans his body over, planting gentle kisses against your bare shoulder. His hips rolling against yours, teasing you. And you knew he was teasing you because of the evident smirk he was sending your way through the mirror. 

“Yes, don’t hold back. I can take it please.” You beg, gripping the sides of the mirror, hard. Enough to turn your knuckles white. 

He gives you an experimental thrust, mewling when he finally feels how deliciously tight you were. Knowing that no matter how many times he would fuck you open tonight and throughout the week, you will always be this tight. 

“You look so pretty, look at yourself taking my cock so well.” His hand travels to the front of your body gripping your neck, keeping your head in place, making sure you’re watching. His hips move into you hard, slapping against your ass, soft whines fall from your lips. The pleasure was intoxicating. 

Maybe it was the fact that he hadn’t fucked you in so long, the pressure of his hand around your neck or your pregnancy hormones but your high was approaching fast. More so now that he wasn’t holding back and pistoning his cock inside of your pussy, the wet squelching sounds bouncing off the walls. 

“B-Baby don’t stop so close.” You hiss, pushing your hips back to meet his. Jungkook groans, tightening his hold around your neck and throwing his head back in pleasure. You could feel him pulsing inside of you and you knew you weren’t the only one that had been deprived of a well earned orgasm in months. 

“Where do you want it?” He pants digging his hand into your hips, fucking your faster. 

“Inside, cum inside so you can fuck it into me later.” You gasp arching your back, your pussy fluttering around his cock as the dam threatened to break. 

“Is that safe?” He cocks his head to the side. That was something he didn’t read up on and maybe he should’ve because now he was so close and wouldn’t have enough time to pull out. Not that he wanted to. He was serious when he said he wanted to be buried inside of you all night. 

“I don’t care right now baby just cum please I need it.” You reach behind you, taking hold of his hips attempting to push him even further into you. He nods, pushing away his anxious thoughts fucking into you deeper, hitting your g-spot every time. You all but scream out his name as your orgasm washes over you, sucking his cock in. Jungkook’s grip around your neck falters as he let’s go, his cum painting the inside of your walls white, some of it spilling out, while the two of you ride out your highs. 

He takes one look at you, so fucked out, so spent, so beautiful and he feels himself getting hard again. Scared you won’t be ready he pulls out, his cum and yours spilling out of your spent hole making his mouth water and he has to fight every bone in his body to not get down and lick it all up, like he normally would. But tonight was all about you. Hell this entire vacation was all about you and he was only going to act up on your wishes and your wishes only. 

“You okay?” He says picking you up bridal style and taking you over to the bed, laying down gently. He massages your thighs, his face close to yours as you look up at him speechless, tears pooling in the corner of your eyes. A small wave of panic floods through his veins, already coming up with the worst possible scenario. A side effect that came from being a single dad for the beginning two years of Haneul’s life. 

“Thank you.” A small smile appears across your face as you lean up and hug him tightly. “I needed that thank you, I-I love you.” You let out a sob, burying your face into his neck. Jungkook chuckles holding you gently, laying down next to you. By now he likes to think of himself as some kind of expert when it came to your sudden outbursts of emotions, loved them even. Except for when you got mad at him for leaving the empty carton of milk in the fridge again. Though, that was something that had been happening long before anything. It’s not that he forgot he just liked it when you told him. 

Call him a masochist or whatever. You were extremely sexy when upset, enough to have him succumbing to your desires. 

“You’re welcome baby. I’m sorry for holding out on you for long, but I promise I won’t do that anymore.” He says, running his fingers down your spine making you shiver. “Let’s stay like this for five more minutes and then I’ll help clean you up.” 

You shake your head and look up at him. “I was serious Kookie, I want you to fuck your cum into me again.” You smile, your tear stained face doing it for him. The complete one eighty of your emotions catching him off guard. 

Maybe he wasn’t a complete expert on your outbursts yet, because someway, somehow you always left him speechless. 

“Fine,” he leaves a gentle kiss against your forehead, smiling sweetly down at you. “Give me five minutes and I’ll have you screaming my name all night long.” 

“I can’t wait, daddy.”