#idk I don’t even go here I’m just here for the girls and the gays

[randomsufff]

Legit had a dream where the voice actor for Victor (I think? Or maybe it was the director? Idk someone on the official team) went on a podcast interview and straight up snapped over something and went on a whole rant on how Jayce and Victor were canonically a couple but are doomed lovers and will never be happy. Tumblr and Twitter were going crazy and all the people with that Jayvik pfp were like “vindiCATIONNNN!” but also crashing out.

I’m not even in this fandom- what have these sillies invaded my brain so much 💀

[bibleofficial]

where is my fat husband

[exopelagic]

I wiped out so hard tonight my KNEES

[elliesdoll]

pt.2 to my angsty loser!ellie drabble 𝜗𝜚

nsfw! ellie gets caught and that’s literally it. i hate this so bad but it’s whateva

(part 3 will have lesbian gay lesbian boob vagina butt sex i promise. no more ellie masturbating)

find pt.1 here! & pt.3 here :3

daily click! don’t buy tlou free palestine

after ellie’s pathetic masturbation sesh, she vowed to herself to fucking pull it together.

she wasn’t gonna let herself mope over you, because she knew you had an active sex life. she forced herself to be fine with it. to be fine with the people you decided to bring to your bed. she wanted to be near you without feeling this suffocating feeling of yearning and lust filling her insides.

and if that meant tucking her feelings to the deepest pits of hell, then so fucking be it.

a few weeks had passed since that little moment you and ellie had. the one where she had showed up to your house in the middle of you hooking up with someone.

the morning after, she has awoken to a string of texts from you, all apologizing for that awkward moment.

11:34pm

ellie i’m so sorry you had to see me like that. i didn’t mean to come off rude.

i wanted to go after you but i couldn’t really leave her alone in my house lol

els?

i’m really sorry. i hope u don’t think you can’t come to my house ever again ☹️ i actually thought it was sweet you showed up like that.

2:12am

goodnight ellie. i hope things aren’t awkward between us.

god, you made her feel awful. you were too fucking sweet to her. the way you never missed a single night when telling her goodnight, even after something like that. she rubbed her swollen face, mainly from crying, and typed a short message to you.

9:47am

hey, sorry for rushing away like that. idk why i did that lmfao

and things aren’t awkward at all, i shouldn’t have just showed up unnanounced

no els seriously! you should do that more often. tbh i wanted to hang out with you more than that girl… but yk i couldn’t 💔💔

she smiled at your kind text, glad that you two could just put it behind yourselves. her moment of relief was quickly replaced by disgust, when she saw the state of herself and her bed. her inner thighs sticky with dried cum, and her sheets below her still damp with all the extra release.

“gross..” she mumbled to herself, getting up and immediately throwing on some boxers and a tshirt, feeling way too vulnerable being naked like that. she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, then threw her sheets in the wash.

since then, you two have been fine. you do your weekly hangout sessions, where you grab food and talk about anything for hours on end. it’s almost as if nothing happened.

until one of your sleepovers.

you always convinced ellie to spend the night at your house, at least every other week. whenever it’d get dark outside and ellie would start to get up, you’d give her that irresistible pout and “ughhh, c’mon els.. just spend the night. it’s too dark out for you to go home.”

and every damn time, she agreed. how could she ever say no to you?

one night, you and ellie are high out of your minds, talking about god knows what. all giggly and soft, you two exchange jokes and stories that really make no sense. but, to you two, it’s the funniest thing in the world. after a laughing fit between the two of you, you wipe your tears and sigh.

“god, i love you.”

you say, still catching your breath from that tummy tensing laugh. the words were just an expression of admiration for her. but to ellie, they were so much more.

“i love you too.”

she says, looking you in the eyes. she’s high, so she’s not thinking too hard about how sincere she sounds. but she really should’ve, because that soft tone of her voice and the glint in her eyes make it sound way too fucking real.

“woah,” you let out a nervous, breathy chuckle. “that was a bit theatrical.”

“wh..what do you mean?”

ellie asks, getting a bit nervous. she’s not her usual, stuttery self though. she keeps it together. thanks to the weed.

���just the way you said i love you. it felt like… deep.”

you move your hands as you talk, and ellie just shrugs. but she knows she’s fucked. before she could stop her feelings from resurfacing, she gets that familiar tingle in her belly and pounding of her heart.

“shut up,” she rolls her eyes, trying to play it off.“you’re dramatic.”

her voice wavered with those last words. fuck, her voice wavered. why did she feel like she was gonna have a breakdown any second now? she had to get the hell away from you.

“gotta piss. be back in a bit.”

ellie says quickly, so quick you don’t even have time to retort to her calling you dramatic. you just sit there, confused. you could’ve sworn you heard some uncertainty in her voice, but you let her go.

meanwhile, ellie made a beeline for your bathroom. she shut the door and leaned her head against the wood. she let out a deep sigh, trying to calm herself. the fact that she felt the most intense feeling that she couldn’t even describe over a mere “i love you” had her cringing.

she just couldn’t get over you. the entire night, she tried her best not to think about how good your tits looked in your pajama top, or how badly she wanted to just shove her face into your ass in those little shorts.

her thinking over these details led to the predicament that she’s in right now. sweatpants around her knees, legs slightly spread as she rubs one out while leaned up against your bathroom sink. her eyes are shut and her head is thrown back, letting out the quietist grunts she could muster.

she knew she shouldn’t be doing this, she promised herself that she would stop. but god, you made it hard. she was so wet, it made her cheeks flush red. the simple thought of you had her literally dripping around her own fingers.

you were still in your room, biting your thumbnail as you wait for ellie. you start to get worried, thinking you made her upset by commenting on how she said ‘i love you’. so, you being the thoughtful friend you are, go to check on her.

you quietly walk to the bathroom, putting your ear against the door. you were going to knock and mutter a little “els? are you okay?”, but the sounds you heard made you lose all the words in your mouth.

soft, sharp inhales and tiny sticky noises is all you can hear through the door. it’s a bit hard to listen to, since the soft buzz of the yellow light in there overpowers it. what the hell is she doing in there?

you knew this was wrong. an invasion of privacy to the max. but your curiosity was getting the better of you, and you were worried. you put your hand on the doorknob and slightly twisted it, not expecting it to open. but it did.

did ellie forget to lock the door?

ellie doesn’t hear the soft click of the door opening, too lost in her own pleasure as she practically humps her own hand. it had been too fucking long since she could touch herself to the thought of you. her only guilty pleasure.

her head was still thrown back, eyes squeezed shut as she rubbed her clit at a shockingly fast pace. and you saw it all. you had opening the door just enough for half of your face to see through the opened crack. your whole body froze at the sight in front of you.

she was so captivating. her face looking all fucked out, her pale thighs that were so tensed up, the shininess of her slick that smeared on the heel of her palm. even the quick glimpses of her gorgeous auburn bush that you could see if her hoodie rode up enough.

your tummy felt weird. first, you felt guilty for eavesdropping on your best friend. second, you were confused why the fuck ellie decided now would be the best time to masturbate. third, you were turned on. disgustingly turned on, at that.

a few seconds of watching ellie made your panties get all sticky and wet, and that burning hot feeling in your lower belly. you couldn’t look away.

“ohh, fuck— please,”

your brain short circuited hearing ellie say that. god, she was so lost in her own pleasure. so lost that she accidentally knocked over your toothbrush and hand soap on the sink, causing her to jolt and snap her eyes open.

she looks down at the bottle of soap and toothbrush that landed in front of the bathroom door. the door that’s cracked. her eyes shoot up, and there’s where she sees a glimpse of you running away. a quick flash, but she knew it was you.

she is so fucked.

I HATE RHISNSO BAD RRRR😡

btw i finished this literally like 3 days ago and didn’t wanna post it hut i did anyway ☺️☺️

[azzifuddsgirlfriend]

Ok I’ve never seen anyone with the same pazzi timeline as me so here it is lol also this is long asf and very detailed (yes I’m bored)

I think Paige prob had a crush on Azzi first, especially with her being a little bit older she might have already known she liked girls before meeting Azzi. I think Paige was probably azzi’s “gay awakening” if you will lol. But I think Paige might have even seen Azzi/thought she was cute before they officially met given how interconnected the basketball world is plus there was something on here about them having an overlap in Atlanta I think about a year before they officially met. But I think they became more than friends sooner than most people seem to think. I think they became more than friends (talking/fwb/situationship) whatever you want to call it, like almost immediately after meeting. Paige seemed to really be glued to Azzi during team USA era. So I think they became “more than just friends” in like 2017/early 2018. But especially being so young (Azzi would have been like 14/15 and Paige 15/16) and being long distance, and basketball being your #1 priority, AND coming to terms with your sexuality so young and with another person can make things complicated. But I believe they were only talking to/seeing each other all throughout high school. If someone tries to mention vinnie hacker to me, my answer is I just think Paige was trolling tbh 😭. But she obviously wasn’t out to the public yet in hs, and still isn’t technically but I mean it’s obvious lol, bc of her saying a guy as her celebrity crush in an interview I think her senior year. But I mean most of her family and close friends prob knew ab her and Azzi in hs given how close p & a were and how often they saw each other, while living states away. But yeah I’d say around 2020ish it became more serious, especially quarantining together they kinda got to play gfs/house together. I’m not quite sure if they were officially gfs at this time or just non official gfs, but I mean I’ve never named someone I’m just talking to or just fwb with as “💗” or called them my other half if we weren’t dating so… I think even when Paige first got to college they were just seeing each other bc of Azzi commenting how she missed Paige or something on tik tok and how she wanted to see her. Plus with Paige recruiting Azzi so hard I don’t think she would do that if they had “broken up” lol. But I guess sometime Paige’s freshman year she might have talked to other people. I wouldn’t be surprised if it happened or if it didn’t happen tbh. I’ve never seen solid proof of her talking with anyone else and I feel like if someone was talking to someone so famous we would all know about it lol. What I’m trying to say is she might have talked to other ppl but wasn’t really in a “talking stage”/in a relationship with anyone else ever. Also they both pretty much liked all of each others Instagram pics through hs and college so I don’t think they ever had a big fight/argument/falling out/breakup or whatever you want to call it. But yeah from my personal experience being so young and seeing a girl can kinda be confusing as to how that dynamic works (ex: who asks who out? How does it become official? Should we even tell anyone?) so it was probably just a kinda known thing that they were together in hs/early college years without the official label. But they both might have seen/talked to other people in like 2020/2021 but I don’t think they ever stopped seeing each other. Also I honestly would not be surprised if either of them have never really talked to/seen other people either so idk. But I think around mid 2022 (so like Azzi going into her sophomore year and Paige her junior year) they became officially girlfriends. This being because of how they interacted/posted with each other. Like the pic in Paige’s photo dump on tik tok of the old man with the flowers and her saying “how I’m trynna be” was crazy lol. So yeah and obviously the longer they date the more serious and obvious it’s going to be for the public and this summer idk if they had a conversation about being more open or if it just happened naturally that way but it’s quite obvious that they are together and have been for awhile.

[sidestepsam]

hey this is so random but idk if yk the nakay girl on tiktok but she’s met the team a good amount of times and she just posting a video kinda saying she doesn’t really believe in pazzi.

what’s your opinion on that? she’s quite young so idk hahaha

This is a good opportunity to share my thoughts on this.

It is true that they do a lot of things that female best friends do with each other. They’ve also always called each other best friend, etc. so I can understand why a lot of people, especially if they’re not deeply into the lore, may truly think they’re just BFFs. That being said, there’s a very big difference between being unsure/not caring and being a denier. I don’t have an issue with people not being convinced they’re together, if anything I respect it because they’re just waiting for hard evidence. I do, however, have issues with deniers for multiple reasons:

1. It usually comes from a place of heteronormativity and or homophobia.

There’s a lot of people that see being straight as a must have in the mold of the perfect role model and I believe that is applied to Paige especially. Straight men also think this way but from a different perspective. Rather than being worried about them being role models, they’re in denial that P and A aren’t for them. Azzi also gets it because she’s conventionally feminine and a lot of ignorant people think that to be gay as a woman you have to be masculine.

2. It comes from a place of wanting to come of as morally above others.

This is what I think that chick is doing. I’ve never liked her, I think she has a weird parasocial situation going on to the point that she’s developed a weird sense of ownership. This girl knows them just as much as the rest of us do. She’s only met them in public, organized events that of course would not have any outwardly Pazzi situation happening. Literally two videos after that one she’s in literal tears over the game. Of course we all felt it, but to actually cry and film it? Be fr.

Lastly, and sorry if this is rude, but A LOT of these people are literal children. Even some of you on here I can tell are kids/teenagers. That age group knows nothing about reading romantic social cues especially when there’s gay undertones involved. They’ve also never been in relationships. It’s the same reason why they make entire love edits out of P & A looking at each other for 2 seconds and caption it as the most romantic thing they’ve ever seen.

All I’m going to say is that if P or A did exactly what they do with each other with a dude, absolutely no one would question that that dude was their bf. So in conclusion, we will see in 3 months (hopefully) who gets the last laugh 😭💀

[sapphic-kpop-fics]

HIHI also american, a Woman, and gay I’ll request getting manhandled by anyone in twice but lots of fluffy aftercare 🙁🙁🙁

Throw Me Around (Yoo Jeongyeon x Reader)

Smut, fluff

Jealousy, dom!jeongyeon, being a rag doll kinda,a sprinkle of degradation with a dash of praise, dacryphilia, strap on, fingering, oral(on a strap), edging, overstimulation, bratty reader a little bit

Idk what happened to me while writing this, I’m so in love with her she’s so hot omg. (Can you tell from recent content how obsessed I am with twice/strategy comeback?)

You were currently sat on the couch in the private room of a club, an expensive one, one that your friend Mina so graciously paid for so all of your friends could live in luxury for the night. Though being a “just friends” night, everyone brought a friend or two and then they also brought someone and then significant others tagged along as well so the “private” room was fairly crowded.

It was dim, a few flashing lights as music played and people danced together. Looking around to see what your friend group is up to, Mina is with Chaeyoung (who Mina claims is just a friend) looking awfully close as they spoke on the couch opposite you, Nayeon and Momo almost making out in the middle of the room as they dance on each other, Sana and Jihyo stand by the bar closely only talking but the attraction clear by their eyes, Dahyun and Tzuyu are just dancing not together but near each other having the times of their lives and only pausing to take drinks from their cups.

But you sit alone an elbow on the end of the couch beside you while you wait for your girlfriend Jeongyeon to come back with the few drinks for you and her, not wanting to entertain anyone else with your attention. Your eyes were trained on her as she had her back turned to you, this was actually the first time you’d seen her in a couple weeks after you had a work trip out of town, and god did she look amazing.

With her being at work all day, you rested at home before meeting her here, and it was such a shame that you couldn’t drag her home then and there. Wearing her work clothes, black dress pants with a white button up (which she unbuttoned a bit once she clocked out, revealing her collarbones and a sliver of the black bra she’s wearing underneath), and a blazer that she has taken off and put around your shoulders. Her short wavy black hair framing her face perfectly, you rubbed your thighs together practically the whole night.

You’re only broken from looking at her when someone sits next to you on the couch, too close, shoulders brushing as you turn your head with wide eyes to see a woman there smiling at you in a way that makes you want to sink into yourself.

“I’m Jimin. You’re very beautiful.” She says, leaning in to be close to your ear from the loud music.

“Thanks. I’m not interested.” You turn your head back for stare at the back of Jeongyeon’s head, the bar being crowded with only one bartender so it’s taking a while.

“Oh come on. You don’t even know me.”

“Don’t need to. I have a girlfriend.”

“So? That’s never stopped me before.”

Her words ick you out more than you can say, a weird chill running up your spine.

“Can you leave me alone?”

Instead of listening she just leans in closer, alcohol wafting off her breath, and put a hand on your thigh way too far up.

“At least tell me your name, pretty girl.” A nickname that made you almost throw up at the sound of it coming from anyone other than Jeongyeon.

You glance at your girlfriend again who is now looking at you while leaning on the bar, her eyes are narrow and her jaw is clenched, you have to admit the site makes you unbelievably turned on especially when her eyes lift from the woman hand on your leg to your eyes with a angry look.

“I really am not interested.” You affirm but she moves her hand a bit higher but you just glare at her while pushing her hand away quite aggressively.

“What the fuck?” She asks while standing, somehow the annoyed one.

“What’s going on?” Jeongyeon appears, handing you a glass of some fruity drink with vodka in it while holding her own, which holds water, in her hand, “Who’s this?” She eyes the woman who is now standing.

“No one.”

“Jimin.” The woman says.

You answer at the same time causing your girlfriend to look between you.

“Who are you?” So called Jimin asks with a snarky tone.

Now your girlfriend isn’t super confrontational nor physical in confrontation, but when you’re involved it seems her emotions run ten times high. You know she could fight someone and win, she frequents the gym even now you can see the hint of her muscles flexing against the almost see through fabric of her shirt. The way she’s easily able to grab you and pull you so you do as she desires whether it’s in bed or walking around a store, you like that mixed with her protective nature her physique keeps you from slipping away.

You don’t miss the way she clenches her jaw even more or the way her free hand forms into a fist while the other squeezes the glass in her hand. She takes a step or two closer to the woman as she answers.

“Her girlfriend.” She simply states.

“Wow, with how she was acting i expected someone…. Different.” Jimin says, a mean girl attitude exudes off of her as she speaks obviously insulting Jeongyeon with her words. This makes you stand up especially as your girlfriend goes to walk closer to be nose to nose with the girl, causing some eyes to be on you three.

“Hey!” You start while placing a hand on Jeongyeon’s arm, squeezing the muscle a bit which was harder than expected and you almost groan at how hot it is before you remember what’s happening, “It’s not worth it, baby.” You say into her ear, her gaze never leaving Jimin’s as they have an unofficial staring contest, “Come on, Jeongie.” The nickname making her hard persona slip a bit.

“No, I’m not just going to stand here while some bitch touches you.” She spits out, some of her venomous words directed at you because in her mind you let the interaction go on way too long before she stepped in.

“Watch your mouth.” Jimin steps forward.

“Please don’t do this.” You mutter, embarrassed by the attention you’re getting from the surrounding people. Jeongyeon doesn’t respond she just continues staring down the girl, you’re worried she’s about to swing when someone else shows up who you vaguely recognize as Ryujin, a friend of Chaeyoung’s.

“Jimin, what the fuck are you doing?” She starts exasperated, “I’m so sorry, we’re leaving.” Ryujins apologizes and drags Jimin away by the arm.

Jeongyeon’s stares only end when she’s out the door, even then you have to pull her arm so she’s looking at you which she doesn’t for long focusing on sipping her drink. The rest of crowd returned to dancing and drinking seemingly forgetting the conflict already, on the other hand your girlfriend is still visibly fuming.

“Jeongie.” You say in her ear, “I’m sorry, I told her to go away I promise.”

“I don’t doubt you did, honey. I just think you should’ve ended the conversation sooner.” She finally looks at you, her voice sweet despite her mood.

“It’s not like I wanted her to stay. She wouldn’t leave. I don’t know why you’re mad at me, It’s not my fault.” You let go of her arm so you can cross yours over your chest and pout a bit, the way you say it is a little too bratty for your girlfriends taste as she hears the sharp annoyed tone you use.

Her nostrils flare as she clenched her jaw once again, she drank the rest of her drink in one big drink before grabbing your wrist and dragging you away to the single person bathroom at the back of the club. Pushing you against the sink harshly, hands gripping your hips so hard you think there will be a bruise later.

“You’re such a slut, you know?” Before she places her lips on you aggressively, not letting you get a word out and reducing you to whimpers, “Did you like her touching you?” She asks when she pulls away.

“No, just you jeongie.” You try to move forward to join your lips again but she pulls away before you can make contact.

“Yeah?”

You pathetically nod at her as she uses her fingers to lift up your chin.

“Good.”

She smashes her lips against yours again, this time forcing her tongue in your mouth making you moan into her. Its not long before she’s kissing down your jaw and leaving marks all over your neck, biting down at some points and she can taste the metallic taste of blood she’d feel bad if the noise you made wasn’t the best sound she’d ever heard.

“Fuck. Please.”

“Want me to fuck you in the bathroom like the slut you are?” She says with her lips brushing against your ear and one hand goes to unbutton your jeans, “While your friends are right outside?”

“Please.” You nod eagerly.

“You’re so desperate.” With a breathy chuckle, bringing her other hand that’s not playing with your waistband to grip your jaw so you look up at her, “Look at me when I fuck you.” Her hand finally slips into your underwear and pushing two fingers into you and rubbing her palm on your clit. Her hand goes from your jaw to your throat, gripping lightly, letting your mouth open to release loud moans. She set a harsh fast pace with her fingers and her lips wander your neck and jaw.

“Fuck, baby.” You whine out.

“I fuck you good don’t I? Better than anyone else, right?”

You can only muster a nod and a whine, getting close to your release.

“Are you close?”

“Mhm”

She kisses you again and as soon as she feels you tightening around her fingers she pulls them out. She cuts off your whine of annoyance off by stuffing her fingers in your mouth so you can taste yourself and tightening the other around your throat.

“You think I’m letting you cum that easy?” She taunts with a smile, “Clean yourself up, you look like a slut. I promised Nayeon we’d dance so hurry ” And she turns and leaves the bathroom leaving you shocked against the sink. But you do as you’re told and wipe your lips, fixing your hair and outfit in the mirror before leaving the bathroom.

Jeongyeon is waiting at the edge of the dance floor, watching the door for you. She gives you a smile that is a contrast to her previous behavior, you assume she’s lulling you into a false sense of security so you don’t expect her plans. Her hand reaches for yours as you walk up to her, she drags you to the middle of the dance floor, both hands grip your hips turning you so your back is flush against her front. Her own hips are moving to the music as she guides you to dance by yours, her chin is on your shoulder with lips brushing your neck. You notice how she subtly rolls her hips forward against you, whatever game she’s playing was working as your face gets more flushed.

Eventually you turn in her arms and wrap your own around her neck, looking up at her while your lips brush and you can feel her warm breath against your face. You feel her hands slide from your hips to your ass squeezing hard not caring that there’s dozens of people around.

As you go to lean in to kiss her you feel a hand on your arm, turning your head you see your best friend Momo.

“Mind if I steal her to dance for a bit?” Momo asks, targeted at Jeongyeon who seemed slightly annoyed at the interruption.

You look to her, trying to hint that you want to stay with her or maybe even go home so she can do whatever she pleases with you, which she reads from your face.

“Yeah, of course. Go have fun baby.” She says, catching you a bit off guard, usually she gives into the pleading eyes you give her when you want to leave.

Before you can protest Momo is pulling at your arm to pull you deeper into the crowd, you see Nayeon approach Jeongyeon to dance as well. Soon enough you’re dancing, being handed a drink from Momo at some point causing you to loosen up a bit.

Nayeon and Jeongyeon walk up to you after about twenty minutes, Nayeon looks like a predator as she eyes Momo and your girlfriend has a similar expression.

“I wanna go home.” You hear Nayeon whine when she reaches Momo, an underlying meaning in her words.

“We’re leaving too.” Jeongyeon announces causing a spark of excitement in your chest.

After a few goodbyes and waves at your other friends, Jeongyeon interlocks her fingers with yours and drags you out the private room and down the stairs to the main floor. You see the Jimin girl still there and obviously more drunk, flirting with another girl but her eyes flicker to you causing her to roll them at the sight of your joined hands.

Jeongyeon doesn’t notice as she’s focused on making it to the car, she opens the door for you when you reach and closes it before getting into the drivers seat. She doesn’t speak but she turns the radio up before shifting into drive and placing her hand on your thigh, her pinky dangerously close to your center while her thumb brushes against your leg.

You can feel her quietly simmering in jealousy she still felt even an hour later, you don’t speak as she’s completely silent only acknowledging you with a few looks and her hand that is unmoving on your thigh.

When you pull up to your house you feel your heart start to race a bit in anticipation of what’s to come. You get out of the car and follow Jeongyeon close behind as she unlocks the door and walks in, you close it behind you still silent as you wait for her instruction.

She pulls you by the hand up the stairs where your bedroom is, going inside she stops by the large closet connected to the space.

“I’m going to change and grab some things. I expect you to be naked and on your knees when I get back.” She says against your ear before disappearing into the closet, big enough you can’t see her when she walks a bit. Another hugely attractive aspect of Jeongyeon, a woman who works hard and brings home a big paycheck so you can have the biggest closet you want.

As soon as she’s out of sight you strip yourself of your clothes and get down on your knees in front of the foot of your king sized bed. You wait about five minutes, you can hear her shuffling around and grabbing something before she exits looking down at you.

She wearing a white muscle shirt that shows off her arms, she wasn’t stupid she had caught on to your fixation on her muscular form. You had a habit of holding on to her bicep when near each other not so subtly feeling the muscles. She also wore a pair of shorts showing most of her thigh which also captured your stares for a bit.

Jeongyeon stares at you even if you’re not making eye contact as she placed the strap around her hips, tightening it around her before walking towards you which makes you look up to her.

“Open.” She demands as one hand pulls your hair so your head is pulled back and the other wraps around the base of the silicone, placing the tip at your lips and pushing in when you obey, “Get it nice and wet for me.” With a tug of your hair.

She pushes into your mouth until your nose hits her stomach, causing a slight gag from you which makes Jeongyeon smile a bit.

“You’re so pretty on your knees for me.”

She uses the grip on your hair to move your head, you make some muffled noises around her that she can’t make out. When she’s satisfied she pulls out making you gasp for air, the silicone resting by your cheek and saliva drips on your chin. Jeongyeon reaches a hand down to spread the saliva on your lips and cheek.

“Bed. Hands and knees.”

You follow her instructions, you wanted to be on your best behavior for her. You feel her take her place on her knees behind you, grabbing your hips and sliding the tip of her strap through your folds causing a whimper to leave you and you back up a bit to try push it into your entrance. Jeongyeon stops you with a strong grip on your hips before she places a slap to your ass. It’s a warning, be patient or you won’t get anything at all.

One of her hands move from your hip to rub slow circles over your clit.

“Fuck.”

“Feel good, baby?” She asks for the second time that night.

“So good.”

“What do you want?” She quickens the circles she’s making, a gasp leaving your lips as an answer followed by moans, she stops when you don’t answer, “Answer me.”

“You know what I want.” Your bratty attitude returning after not getting what you want already.

Another slap to your ass at your tone, definitely leaving a mark for you to find tomorrow.

“Tell me or I’ll sleep downstairs and give you nothing.” A fairly empty threat, she knows you’ll give in. Even if she did leave to downstairs, she knows you would’ve followed after a bit before begging her to forgive you and fuck you.

“I want you inside me.” You answer, putting your face in the sheet out of embarrassment at your words.

“Want my cock pretty girl?” She teases, the tip lined up to your entrance.

You get out a “y-“ before she pushes fully into you so you feel the fabric of her short on your bare skin. A loud moan, almost cry leaves you involuntarily.

Jeongyeon’s not a monster she lets you adjust to the feeling before she sets a relatively slow pace.

“Faster please.” You groan out.

“Oh you don’t get to make requests tonight baby.” Ending her sentence with a particularly rough thrust, “You’ll take what I give you.”

Her hand finds the back of your head and pushes you further into the mattress, her other hand pressing down on your back so you’re arching further.

“Oh-“

You’re cut off from Jeongyeon making slow, deep thrusts that slide against your walls just right. Over the next few minutes she quickens her pace to an unrelenting pace, the only sounds in the room are the strap going in and out of you and the loud moans you’re making even muffled by the sheets and mattress they’re heard loud and clear.

She pulls your head up so your back is against her front, still thrusting but wrapping an arm around your neck and flexing feeding into your attraction to her muscles.

“‘M so close.” You mumble in between moans.

“Oh yeah?” She asks, a teasing lilt in her voice.

As soon as you nod she’s pulling out of you and pushing you so you’re laying on your stomach, you land with a soft groan. She doesn’t let you protest as she grabs you and turns you (or well throws you) so you’re on your back facing her. She moves your legs so they wrap around her hips, she taps your clit with the tip of the strap making your body twitch, then she slides it through your folds looking down at it with infatuation etched on her features.

Your hands reach for her but she places them above your head with a pointed look.

“How bad do you want me baby?” She asked, a faux curiosity in her voice, she knows the answer. She’s now hovering over your face, the tip of her cock at your entrance waiting for your answer.

“So bad.”

“Beg.”

Jeongyeon’s voice resembles a remote control to you, anytime she says anything you agree or do what she says. Except when you want to be bratty on purpose.

“Please, Jeongie. I need you so fucking bad. Need you inside me. Want to cum on your cock.” You rush out, your words causing your warm breath to fan over her face.

Again she answers with a rough thrust, fully sheathing herself inside you. Moving back to her knees so she can watch how she slides in and out of you.

This time her pace is immediately quick, her thighs slapping against you as her hands grip at where your hips and thighs meet.

“Fuck, baby. Please.” You get out between loud moans, “Let me cum, I’ll be good I promise.” A desperate plea so you can finally release the tension you’ve been holding since you saw her earlier in the night. Tears fall from your eyes as you beg her, a few dropping onto the white pillowcase under your head.

“Don’t try and make up for it now.” She taunts as she angles herself to thrust deeper into you, “You’re lucky I’m fucking you at all.”

Once again your girlfriend senses you’re close to your release, this time she stays inside of you but stops fully.

“What the fuck?” You say with frustration, your eyes opening with tears welling up more, “I was so close.” Rolling your hips up to try and get the strap to move inside you, but Jeongyeon’s strong hands keep you still.

“What did I tell you? Take what you get.”

Jeongyeon grabs you by the wrist and pulls you up so you’re straddling her, strap still inside of you making you whimper, she puts her hands behind her as you rest yours on her shoulders.

“You want to cum so bad, you can do it yourself.” She nods at where you’re connected.

Yes riding her was incredible, you loved it. But it took so much effort, you’d much prefer she just has her way with you. But you’re so desperate right now you don’t care. The promise of finally being able to cum taking over your mind. You immediately start moving up and down on her, nails digging into her shoulders making the older girl groan lightly.

“Touch me, please.” You whine against her lips as you rest your forehead on hers.

She gives in relatively easy as opposed to the rest of the evening, putting her hands on your hips. Though one trails to your center so her thumb can make slow circles over you.

“Holy shit.”

“You can cum baby. It’s okay.” You sense she has a further plan to turn this on you but you don’t care right now.

Finally after being edged three times that night you orgasm, hard. Loud cries leave your mouth, your legs shake and your vision blurs.

Her movements don’t stop though, her hands now grip at the back of your thighs as she thrusts up into you not giving you a break. Your head falling to her shoulder, your tears now staining the fabric of her shirt.

“I-I can’t.” You whimper, “too much.”

“I thought you wanted to cum? I’m just giving you what you wanted.”

There it was. She let you cum so she could overstimulate you, switching one punishment to the other.

It doesn’t take long before you’re shaking and letting out loud cries again, releasing all over your girlfriend’s shorts practically drenching them.

Now her hand goes to rub soft, comforting circles on your back while she softly kisses your shoulder, a stark contrast to a few moments ago.

“You okay?” She whispers into your ear, “I didn’t go too far did I?”

You shake your head as you lift yourself off of her with a little whimper, and lying down on the bed.

“Not at all.”

She smiles before taking the strap off and putting it to the side so she can hover over you, a hand going to your face.

“I love you.” She says only soft enough for you to hear.

“I love you too.” You say tiredly.

Jeongyeon is grabbing at your hands, trying to pull you up.

“Come on, you need to clean up.” She says softly when you resist her.

“Too tired.” You mumble turning your head to lay against the pillow.

She chuckles at your behavior before getting out of bed, causing a whine of protest from you, and going to the bathroom and grabbing a washcloth. Bringing it over to first wipe you mouth of the dried saliva then your thighs, you let her take care of you as she always had after nights like this.

After this she leaves once again to change her outfit into some sweat pants and a t shirt, bringing over one of her oversized t-shirts and her own boxer and pulling them onto your body. Even with the movement you slowly are drifting off to sleep, her presence mixed with the exhaustion of the night getting to you.

Finally she settles into bed, you immediately lay on her with your head on her chest.

“I love you jeongie. Only you.” You mumble sleepily.

“I love you too.” Sealed with a kiss to your forehead.

[barrenclan]

HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!! IT IS TIME GAMERSSSS

omg daffy with the save!!! i guess she’s not really wrong, traveling herbs are basically superpowers, but THAT’S MY FAVE!!!

ooh no. him staying “still can’t half hear” makes me wonder if any hearing will return at all, but i guess that’s for the epilogues! but in any case getting more on blacknose after it all is always a win… happy she’s still ‘here’ in a sense.

OH SO NIGHTBERRY ISN’T STAYING BECAUSE OBLIGATION SHE’S JUST STAYING SO COOTSTORM ISN’T ALONE AND BECAUSE OF TRAVEL AND CYPRESSFOOT??? :(((( MAN!!!!! though technically nightberry.. probably doesn’t have long left, so cootstorm will still be on her lonesome. tbh even though i hate cootstorm i eagerly wait to see if we get an epilogue for her, just to dig into her mind during isolation…

MAGIC EYEBALL POWERS AOFJRKENEKEN NOOOOO

AYO!!! THE CHARACTER ARC!! LET’S GO PLUMSTRIPE!! i love how they start on ‘we’ but then goes back onto ‘i’, major props to plumstripe for taking that first step and moving beeface on to apologize too!!

agehehhh beeface’s apology :(( god god i am NOT GOING TO CRY OVER CAT COMIC TODAY NOOOOOO!!!

OH WOW DAFFY DOESN’T ACCEPT HER APOLOGY???? to be honest.. LETS GO DAFFY GO STAND YOUR GROUND AND ACKNOWLEDGE THE APOLOGY BUT DON’T FEEL PRESSURED TO ACCEPT IT!!!! i think a daffy near the start of this probably would have just said “i accept your apology” to just.. get it over with, but my girl has GROWN!!!!!!!! SHE IS COMFORTABLE IN HER OWN SKIN AND WILLING TO DEFEND HERSELF!!! LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!!! i don’t want to say 100% because i could be illiterate but daffy’s mentor relationship with beeface can probably be described as abusive?? so i am very proud of her for voicing what she needs and saying she wants to go no contact!!! and yes it is stupid to say i’m proud of a fictional kitty but I DON’T CARE !!! DAFFY I’VE SEEN YOU GROWWWWW

god i’m so curious as to what bee would’ve done if plum wasn’t there, but also i’m overjoyed plum stopped.. whatever was gonna happen. cain and abel more like slugpelt and rainhaze amrite??

YES TALK ABOUT YOUR EMOTIONS CHILDREN!!!! yess daffy!!!!! very happy with her realizations that she doesn’t need a mate and/or kits to be fulfilled, but even if she tries and it doesn’t work out she has people… that’s my girl!!!! there is so much love in her heart and it’s growing every day.. she’s been through so much and still she just loves her family and her friends and wants to share even more of it.. AGGGGG DAFFY YOU’RE SO GROWNNNNNN AGGEGGVV!!!!

i forgot this was the pinewing comic for a second my bad. blinded by my favorite. anyways yes this is so stupid but i love the reminder that he and corm are ‘official’ now. they’re in love hehehe!!!!

yesyes please visit guys

SPOOKY BRAIN MAGIC LMAOOO i hope even when pinewing visits she never stops calling the magic funny names. it’s so good

oh they’re gonna visit asphodelshine i guess i am crying.. i forget what blue borders mean are those imagination? she does also look so much older.. are those daffy’s imagined kits or are those the stillborns that came before them..?

OH THIS IS STILL GOING OKAY I’M BUCKLING BACK IN

WAIT WHEN DID SLUG BREAK A LEG????? was this because of south park raccoon’s chomping or???

NO SLUG NO WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!!! DON’T LEAVE YOU BEHIND!! NO ROTTING!!

oh gawd pinewing just wants his mom what if i cried again.. don’t rot for the dead live for the.. living idk i’m trying to sound cool but i’m too emotional over kitty cat comic.

CORM HELLO

awggeghh his home isn’t this place it’s the people…

“this time you’ll have me” GAY!! GAY PEOPLE!!! OH WOW THEY’RE SO GAY. they’re so adorable raz i did not go here expecting one of the cutest couples in fiction hello??

HI STRANGER ALNELEBELEIEKEJE I THINK I MIGHT LOVE YOU OH KY GODBSKDNEKDJD LET’S GO FIND SOMEWHERE NEW!! THIS PANEL IS SO PRETTY!! RAHHHHHHHHHHH

i love this comic so much.. i cannot believe it is ending but at least we have funny gay people…

I am gonna miss getting your issue reactions so badly! What a journey it's been!! :,)

Pinewing is now permanently hard of hearing in his scarred ear, because Hacksaw was able to damage some of his inner ear as well as the outer skin.

Yeah, even if she wasn't super old and weary, Nightberry wouldn't want to leave her daughter behind in isolation like this. To her, she's already fulfilled her last duty - telling Pinewing about oracles - so she can rest a little easier now. Cootstorm does have an epilogue, and I am super excited to get to it. >:]

Plumstripe's been having her own little character arc in the background of the last ten-ish issues, and this is where it really comes to the forefront! She's a lot guiliter and more unsure than Beeface is, but she's okay with guiding the two of them. And yeah, it was important to me that Daff accepted the apology but didn't forgive! It's okay to not forgive your abusers, and still want to them to become better people at the same time.

So real for being blinded by Daffodilcloud, she is wonderful and should be appreciated at all times.

Someday, in the future, Daffodilcloud: hey Pinewing can you find lunch for us with your brain lasers?

Pinewing: alright,

Blue borders are hypotheticals/imagination, yes! Daff is imagining what it could have been like for Asphodelshine to be an aunt to her own kittens in the future that never was.

Slugpelt broke her leg when Deepdark kicked her!

At heart I'm just a big sap who wants things to work out okay. And I like telling stories about people who get to have love and keep surviving despite the hard things they go through. Thanks for reading. <3

[beweepbomp]

I NEEDED TO URGENTLY VENT BECAUSE IDK WAHT ELSE TO DO.

A lil background. I knew my sexuality as like early as 12. I had two gfs but never anything physical. Now as adult trying to venture out to physical things with another woman. This person we will refer to as Lizzy, from the convos we had never was with a woman in any manner ever but interested to try with me. Okay now this is the insane shit i went thru. enjoy.

Lizzy matched on tinder with me and she asked after some great chit chatting to exchange #'s. Sounds great what could go wrong. After several back n forth spicy texts of what we want to do finally we say hey we should definitely meet up. A few days pass by to finally our meet up date. Science. Ghosted. Okay no biggie. 19 DAYS LATER “Hi i got busy how are you?” I brush it off things do happen and I’m trying to be reasonable. I reply with a hello. No reply again. 40 DAYS LATER “How are you?” At this point I roll my eyes. This is not worth the energy but wow she’s actually replying back idk maybe just shit happens. She tells me it’s been a busy summer travel & work. Okay fair. She shows me cute magnets she made and tells me she’s house sitting.

After a few text exchanges she’s asking me to come over. I get hesitant but she insists. WHAT COULD GO WRONG I SAY? I text her I’ll get ready and take an Uber over. Let me tell you i was giving femme hotness. My skirt was so hiked up. My cute shirt low v cut. Had a jean jacket since it was late into the night. I’m jittery with excitement. I call my best friend she gets the address and says to text me after etc. I order the Uber which was $30+ DOLLARS but i was too excited to care. In the middle of my Uber drive she texts she’s having a panic attack and throwing up. I feel awful. Did i freak her out? But i kept reassuring that we don’t need to do anything physical even when i arrive. No pressure. Assuring to have full consent before engaging in anything. But she insists she’s stuck in the bathroom throwing up and to turn around. Now I’m over 20 minutes away from my apartment around 11:30pm in the middle of the damn suburbs. I arrive and ask by text if i can just sit in the living room until the next Uber comes she says no. I’m outside alone in a foreign place terrified. I video chat with my best friend explaining the situation and she’s in shock as well. Putting me in danger in the middle of nowhere , just alone. Just perfect. My gay ass in the wind trying to remain calm since the streets are barely lit and i have no immediate way home. The connection to data is shitty but im able to order another Uber. Another $30+ out of to go back. But it’s fine no one’s fault right.

She insistently asks texting when my Uber will ber here. My connection isn’t great but it shows 9 minutes. It’s been at least 8 minutes now but the Uber isn’t properly showing the accurate time. My best friend what a god send kept me sane as i waited but a car pulls up and it definitely isn’t my Uber. “Oh i thought you were the girl im meeting with.” OH MY GOD i laugh almost loosing my mind. I point to her house, “oh no no she’s in there.’ Thankfully my Uber arrives as the guy calls out you’re beautiful. Oh thanks bud. Lizzy texts me to say that’s my friend helping me with my panic attack. of course i say seriously you have to be fucking joking. I freak out on her thru text and she insists she’d never intentionally try to put anyone in danger and every other excuse in the book and STILL try’s to see if we will meet up again. Of course i tell her she is fucking nuts and maybe next time be a hospitable hoe if you’re gonna be a hoe at all. I’m not against it but also don’t make a crazy lie and embarrass me. I have no idea im like crushed to seek out afraid to have the same experience of wacky shit. What do i do???? Help pls

[thegayloragenda]

Okay I want to put all of my current predictions out here (these are subject to change, of course):

• I think this show is going to get a little more colorful or a little bit more gay with each show because I think she’s running out the clock.

• I am CLOWNING for an eventual pronoun change during surprise songs.

• I think Karlie will probably show up again. And if she shows up for the rep announcement I will die dead.

• I’m also clowning for a rainbow variation of every outfit or perhaps a debutation variation if she plans to drop them together. Maybe a karma outfit. Idk. I don’t really know what is coming next in regard to music or if there will be anything (what if she just went black out for a year and then dropped rep next December 😂).

• I’m split because I think she’s either going to continue this Travis stunt until the Super Bowl or she’ll break up with him while on tour (if it’s real that’s totally fine but the way this relationship has been crammed down our throats gives me the ick so bad). I have no idea how that breakup will go down especially since they’ve made an entire Christmas movie about this relationship.

• I’m still assuming we’ll get a proposal / breakup.

Overall, I don’t think Taylor Swift would pander to this side of the fandom the way she has if she didn’t have a plan to blow everything up. I assume she’s a good person. I assume she’s supportive of the fans who see her. I’ve been in this fandom long enough to know what it looks like when she’s in the closet and when she isn’t. The closet isn’t even glass anymore. The closet is just invisible at this point so if she’s just a straight girl who loves rainbows, she’s absolutely diabolical in the very worst ways.

And before anyone comes for me, yes she can be bi or pan or whatever she wants to be. I don’t care about muses or labels. I notice patterns and I can’t help but connect the dots. I see bi and lesbian dresses and her calling attention to them so that’s where my focus is. I care about freedom for her (whatever that looks like) and I also think some clarity about who she actually is will help a lot of us decide if we want to keep supporting her and giving her our money. I’m placing my bet on her being who I think she is so I’m here to support her until the end of this roller coaster ride.

I will make a post on the final day of this tour but I just want to say this: I have had the TIME OF MY LIFE in this labyrinth. I have made lifelong friends because of this side of the fandom. Thank you to ALL of my friends on here who have followed me and commented on my posts and said such kind things. Thank you to everyone who has messaged me their insights and theories. And finally, thank you to my fans who have messaged me your homophobic, brain-rotted hate comments. Good luck in the aftermath!

And to Taylor (if you ever see this), thank you for keeping my mind so stimulated. I will probably never get dementia because of you. You have been so good for my brain health. Thank you for teaching me about my own history as a queer girlie. Thank you for helping me heal my relationship with my neurodivergent self. Thank you for being the “mother” who saw me when my own mother just talks about how gross and wrong gay people are. Thank you for being kind and strong and brave in the face of shame and fear and danger. Thank you for leading a revolution of New Romantics! No one does it like you, girl. I love you so much. I hope you got a giggle over the chaos and the wrong predictions. I hope this tour brought you joy and hope and peace and healing. I know I haven’t always seen eye to eye with some of your choices, but I do respect you and I do hope the rest of your life is sunshine and rainbows and you get to hug your mom forever and take really long naps with your person after all of this is over. Long live 💜

Update: I do think the election plays a big role in how loud she can be. @casuallycruel131313 pointed this out, too. We’ll get way more once Kamala has been elected! I think Canada shows will be wildddd.

[riordanness]

enchanté — [n.sheff]

wordcount: 1.2K

warnings: none

requested: no

tags: @honey-ambrosia my wife <33 (send her love or else)

a/n: idk?? i just had a random idea while watching this movie for the first time so enjoy i guess. nic is defo ooc, doesn’t do drugs in this fic either, and i know basically none of the movie plot yet. feel free to request nic sheff fics tho! <3

“Nice to meet you.” I smile; and shake my new roommate's hand. He seems nice enough, with pretty green eyes and curly brown hair.

He smiles back, then heads into our dorm room. I turn back to my conversation with the other girls in our hallway. Turns out there wasn’t an even number of girls or boys this year, so I got shoved into a dorm room with a guy. Not that that’s the worst thing that could’ve happened to me; he’s kinda cute.

One of the other new girls, I think she said her name was Alexa, nudges me. “Damn, I wish I was the not-so-unlucky girl stuck with a boy. He is hot.”

I shrug. “He’s not bad. He’s probably got a girlfriend though. Or he’s gay.” I nudge her back. “Doesn’t matter that much; he’s probably the kind of guy who spends all his time not in his dorm room. More time alone for me.”

I say goodbye and turn towards my bedroom door. I stop just before it, though, when I hear voices.

“Yeah, she seems nice, she’s just in the hall,” I hear my roommate say. I’m not entirely sure who he’s talking to, but then another person speaks, a much older man, and I remember his father is here.

“I feel for you though…” His father laughs, and I hear the sound of cds clacking together, and I realise that they’re my cds.

I internally cringe. Why did I decide to set up my cds? My roommate definitely thinks I’m a total loser freak now. I visualise my collection. Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Chase Atlantic, Melanie Martinez, Joshua Bassett, and the Chainsmokers. Pretty much screams ‘basic white girl’ doesn’t it?

I knock on the doorframe, stepping into view. “Hey,” I say, waving a little at his father. “Nice to meet you.”

My roommate’s father hastily shoves my cds back onto my desk. “You too. I’m Nic’s father.” He stands and offers me his hand. I shake it, offering a smile.

“Well…” Nic’s father pats his pockets. “I’d best be going.” He gives his son a hug, who stands and grips his father tightly.

I feel awkward, like I’m interrupting something.

“Everything,” Nic whispers.

“Everything.”

Though I have no idea what that means, I think it’s adorable.

His father leaves, and the two of us stand for a moment. Then I drop my bag on the floor next to my bed and flop myself onto it.

“What’s your name?” Nic asks quietly. “I’m Nic.”

I prop myself up on one elbow. “I know. I’m y/n.”

He nods. “Cool.”

There’s silence for a couple more seconds, more than feels comfortable.

I blow out my breath. “My friend thinks you’re cute.”

He laughs in surprise. “Is that a pick-up line?”

“No.” I glance at him. “She literally does think that.”

“Okay.” Another pause. “My dad thinks your music taste sucks.”

I glance over at my cd collection, which is now in an unorganised pile on my desk, compliments to Nic’s father. “Mm.”

“It’s not bad, though,” he offers. “I love Chase Atlantic.”

I raise an eyebrow, and meet his eyes. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhmmm. Vibes, Into It, Friends, Meddle About, CALL ME BACK, Church, some of my favourite songs ever.”

I make an impressed face. “Okay, okay. I’ll accept that.”

“The other stuff though?” He makes a face. “Taylor Swift? Really?”

I sit up. “Yes. Taylor Swift really.” I grab my notebook out of my bag and relax onto my pillows. “Now shh while I write this idea down.”

He suddenly looks interested. “You write?”

“Duh.”

“No, no,” he tries to backtrack. “I mean, I write too. That’s why I’m here. To study writing.”

I look at him over the top of my notebook. “You? A writer?” i don’t mean to sound incredulous, but I probably do.

He nods sincerely. “I love to write. What kind of things do you write?”

“Umm…” I stare up at the ceiling. “All kinds. Poetry, fiction, lyrics, fanfiction, essays, critiques, anything really. I just love anything to do with words and writing.” I swing my legs over the side of my bed, facing him. “What about you?”

“Me too. Anything.”

I nod. “Can I read something of yours sometime?”

He shoots me a crooked smile. “Only if I can read yours.”

“Deal.”

We shake hands, and I’d be lying if I said my heart didn’t flutter a little.

It’s been six weeks of sharing a dorm with Nic Sheff, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love every second.

Turns out, he’s amazing. At like, everything. His writing is incredible, at least the little I’ve seen so far. He can skateboard like nobody’s business. He can sing, speak French, and apparently, braid hair. (I know from experience, trust me on this).

“Hey, tresses,” Nic says, throwing his backpack on the floor, and himself on my bed.

I was at my desk, trying to study. “Hey,” I reply absentmindedly.

“You got class this afternoon?” he asks.

“Mhm.”

“Same one as me?”

“Probably.”

“Y/n…” he whines, picking up my Spider-Man squishmallow and throwing it at me. “Pay attention to me.”

I glance up. “What?”

“Do you have the poetry class in twenty minutes? The one we both take?” He asks the question slowly.

I read my timetable quickly. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

“Okay. Let’s go then, it’s a bit of a walk and we do not want to be late.”

I shut my laptop. “Fine. Let’s go then.”

He jokingly offers me his arm, and instead of taking it like a lady, I hit him. “Ow, y/n!” he complains.

I giggle. “Come on, Nic. We don’t wanna be late.” I mimic his earlier words.

He rolls his eyes. “You’re awful, tresses.”

“You love me.”

He doesn’t reply to that.

“Alright, Mr Steff, would you like to read your poem aloud now?” Mr Day asks the boy.

Nic glances nervously at me, for some reason, then stands as he nods at our teacher. “Yes, sir.”

He unfolds a crumpled piece of paper, clears his throat, and licks his lips in the cute way he always does when he’s worried or nervous.

“Mon amour,

Oh, how I adore you.

The way you make me feel, my love,

it’s like I’d give anything for one of your smiles.

The fact that I can’t say ‘je vous aime’,

well, ça me tue à l’intérieur.

j’ai été enchanté de te rencontrer,

mon amour.

je pense que tu es á ma place.

Mon amour,

Oh, how I adore you.

Je vous aime.”

A brief silence follows Nic’s poem, then a round of applause, louder than any I’d heard here before.

He looks at me, and for a split second I don’t know why. Then it clicks.

“Me?” I ask weakly. “You wrote that… for me?”

He smiles shyly. “I love you.”

The whole class cheers, and we get another round of applause.

My mouth is open, and my heart is racing, but I know I want to say it too. But for some reason, when I open my mouth, the words won’t come out. So I do the only other thing I can think of.

I stand up, grab Nic by the collar, and pull him into a kiss.

The cheering gets a whole lot louder after that.

translation:

“My love,

Oh, how I adore you.

The way you make me feel, my love,

it’s like I’d give anything for one of your smiles.

The fact that I can’t say ‘I love you’,

Well, it kills me inside.

I was enchanted to meet you,

my love.

I think you belong with me.

My love,

Oh, how I adore you.

I love you.”

[rivetgoth]

Can I be honest I see tguys say stuff like this all the time and it’s just so fucking crazy sounding to me. I can’t believe how many of them felt some kind of camaraderie or community with cis women. I was consistently ostracized by women and girls in my life for my not being able to successfully assimilate into girlhood/womanhood and almost exclusively friends with boys through my entire childhood. My closest “female” friends growing up literally all came out as FTM around the same time I did. When I was fully “female”-passing pre-everything closeted etc I was still treated like a freak for being in the women’s room & at the very minimum was presumed gay throughout middle and high school to the point that I was called slurs & people would tease me by asking me how lesbians have sex with each other etc. I don’t mean to like invalidate people or say that these people’s experiences aren’t valid but I just think it’s crazy how common of a narrative “lamenting losing your community with fellow women” is in the FTM community when not only is that like a lifetime away from my experience but tooooons of WOMEN I know don’t even feel a universal camaraderie with fellow women 😭 Black women, trans women, autistic women, butch women (and obviously all those categories can overlap), even just cis women who were Weird Girls, I’ve talked to many who didn’t feel any of what OP is describing…

Crazier too (& I always see comments like this too) is people in the comments of this post being like “yeah OP being a man sucks because men are so cruel to each other and aren’t gentle and warm like women are and men’s bathrooms suck and are nasty and grimy and you can’t compliment women without being seen as a creep,” and I also don’t get that shit. Just detransition if you hate being a man that much bro I’m out here living as a man because I want to. I remember the time this goofy trans guy wrote some article going on and on about how the men’s restroom is a cold disgusting space of toxic masculinity and internalized homophobia and how men are performatively cruel to each other in there so they don’t seem gay or something and it was just. Incomprehensible to me (I’d seen that article and hated it before this even happened, but that SAME GUY later wrote some insane “how to pick up trans girls” article about how to seduce trans girls that was literally insanely dehumanizing, creepy, and misogynistic, shocker). I’ve been in men’s rooms all over the damn place in conservative areas liberal areas in foreign countries and men’s bathrooms are just. Fine. They’re fine. I think it’s really overshooting to assume some unspoken hostility when men in bathrooms aren’t super social because the social dynamic of men’s rooms has always made perfect sense to me lmao the goal is to spend as little time around the damn toilets as possible and just do your business and get out without bothering people or holding anyone up.

Idk. I don’t really have a uniform thesis in all this I just think it’s one of the most bizarre frequent things I see from the FTM community—so many guys seem to genuinely hate being men and feel that they felt some warm connected community with womanhood and this even comes out in way more genuinely toxic ways, the guy who wrote the weird “how to seduce trans women” drivel being case in point, or like, mis/degendering trans women by claiming they don’t understand the like innate female connection™️ that they have or by sounding like straight up incels being like “oh women are so beautiful and soft and kind meanwhile as a man I’m forced to be alone and suffer in silence the male loneliness epidemic is real” or whatever. Like I’d understand and be much more interested in analysis from trans men about the pitfalls of identifying with manhood in relation to patriarchal power structures or how harrowing it can be to be accepted as a man in a community of men and be made privy to the way some men will so brazenly speak about women in their presence and how to navigate that, but it’s never even about hating manhood as an oppressive force or dealing with actual bigotry from fellow men, it’s about feeling like manhood is isolating and lonely while womanhood is warm and connected and community-oriented and I just find that kinda batshit and just not. True. I have cishet male friends who tell me they love me, who offer to go with me into the bathroom to help me throw up if I’m too drunk, who wish me happy birthday with heart emojis…

I honestly think a lot of the problem here is that a lot of trans men have exclusively female friends pre-coming out (which again is still kinda wild to me, but w/e) and then when they do come out and begin transitioning feel the divide form between them and their cisgender girl friends and become convinced this is some epidemic of male isolation rather than like. Just the reality of having old friends who you could relate to more at a different point in your life. I think making more male, trans, and LGBT in general friends would really make a difference for these people. And just generally making friends that are contingent on more than “we were assigned the same sex at birth.” As an adult now I’m pretty discerning with who I’m friends with and I have amazing friends who are both cis men and women & trans men and women and I don’t feel like I have trouble relating to them or feeling left out by any of them. I guess ultimately it’s harmless unless it becomes the weird spiraling incel stuff I was talking about before but I find it kinda incomprehensible how often “I hate being a man” is uttered in spaces comprised of people who are undergoing massive trial and tribulation medically, physically, socially, financially, etc with the express purpose of being a man.

[what-even-is-thiss]

What do you think gay men are attracted to in men that they can’t be attracted to in women?

It can’t be anything about femininity or masculinity obviously. That’s both sexist, and cultural so can’t be what drives men-only attraction.

It can’t be anything about stated identity because someone could lie just as easily as they could tell the truth in such a statement, and it makes no sense because homosexuality and heterosexuality exists in other species with no stated identities. It’s not like other animals without gender are all pan.

Saying idk it’s the vibes or some indescribable trait men have that women can’t but “I can’t explain” is a nonanswer.

Soooooooo what is it? Or do you think any sexuality but bi/pan is just cultural performance or an identity rather than an inborn orientation?

- [ ]

There’s whole subsets of philosophy and science dedicated to this sort of thing, dude. If you’re looking for one particular answer that applies universally to all gay men or all of one orientation or gender etc that’s not useful and if you insist upon getting that one particular answer you come across as dangerously ignorant.

Asking what it is that makes someone gay is a bit like asking “What’s an American?” or “What’s a country?”

At first they seem like straightforward questions but once you dig even a bit below the surface you’ll find that everyone and every place and every situation has a different answer. Is the EU a country? Is India? Is Idaho? Why? Why is a Mexican an American in Spanish but not in English? Spanish speakers will be insulted if you say they’re not American but Canadians will be insulted if you say they are. And Americans as in persons and from the United States of America aren’t as clear cut a group as that quick little definition I gave you would suggest. Why would someone living in the US for over a decade not consider themselves an American? Why would someone who just moved here insist they are American? Is it citizenship that makes you American? The continent you live on? How do you draw lines between continents? At what point do you identify more with your adopted country than the one you were born in?

Being gay is similarly complicated. What makes you gay? Your gender? Your attraction? Who you’d prefer to marry? Who you’d prefer to have sex with? Is gay a political position? Does it mean you’re happy? Is it a girl’s name? A surname? Is it only for men? Is it also for women? Is it a slur? Is it a reclaimed slur? Is it just a word? Where are you in time? What language are you speaking? Are you personally more attracted to genitals or hands or smells or the whole package? Can you sometimes fall for someone not typically your type? Is it a personality thing? How much of your attraction is influenced by your genetics, the balance of hormones in your parent’s womb, your society, your upbringing, your friends?

The only available answer is a non-answer because sexual orientation isn’t an arithmetic question. There’s no A+B=C that can be applied universally to all people who identify with a certain term. Any more than one singular definition can be given to a country, a gender, a continent. There’s some things that just don’t have one solid iron clad definition and anyone attempting to give them one typically has an agenda.

Anon, I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and hope that you’re not here attempting to cause trouble and that you’re genuinely curious. But if you’re here attempting to set up bait, please reconsider how you think about definitions and queer identities and identity more broadly.

[toxycodone]

genital headcannons for :

Falin

Laios

Chilchuck

Toshiro

Namari

Venery

Thistle

Falin definitely has a penis, I think hers is probably the biggest out of Laios' party? Namari definitely packs, I would let her peg me for hours omg..... she could ruin me. Ermmm.. Chilchuck probably has a big cock for a halfling, he's fucking TALL !!!! bro has to be packing something. Also shaved or not shaved... Namari body hair everywhere OMG I need her to shove my face into her bush I need to smell her. Sorry I'm being a little too straight (? I am a man but this feels gay idk) ... anyway chil, Namari, and Falin are unshaved, full bush down there. I feel like Toshiro at his best keeps everything trimmed !! but when he can't even shave his face when he's at his lowest... bro wouldn't have the energy to take care of it. Hmm and then Laios could be either way..?? We know he shaves his face and keeps his hair short bc he doesn't wanna look like his dad, but would he even think of shaving his pubes????? Idk. Wait is this a weird thing to think about? Oh wait do elves grow body hair??? I feel like thistle would have some body hair if it's possible, I feel like they can't... unless my DND 5e knowledge is getting mixed with uhmmm. What is it called... DUNGEON MESHI I think I'm starting to dissociate I'm going to stop typing lmfao

FALIN - GIRLCOCK. Whether you are a trans!Falin fan or what, in my eyes after the red dragon thing. She gets girl cock. I can see this as either like, a penis or like T-dick. Whatever you decide. But whatever it is her situation is definitely unique. Also she got a bush frfr

Laios - COCK. (I am also a trans!Laios fan so like. He can have anything in his pants it don’t matter imma eat it but usually when I write him it’s cock). His dick is as painfully average as he is. Not crazy length wise but he got some girth to it. I’m thinking like. 5 inches frfr. Maybe 6 but that’s generous imo. No manscaping just vibes he’s full bush down there. And body hair on his chest/legs/arms and around his groin

Chilchuck - OKAY. His dick is probably like more similar to an average tallman penis. Which is remarkable considering he’s like half their size. I’m gonna give him four inches and he’s breaking other halflings in half with it but with other races. He’s learned how to use it. Chilchuck is a real one. Light on body hair, but would keep it tidy when he’s not in the dungeon (I think he likes to manscape and like. Appreciate himself in the mirror lol)

Toshiro - He is ALL length and so embarrassed about it. (Def afraid he’s gonna hurt you.) He could learn to love it with a supportive partner though. I think for a while he’s rocking bush because like, yknow. That stuff isn’t really talked about…but he figured it out for himself that when he takes his time and shaves and stuff after a anything or whatever he’ll do some trimming down there because he likes the neatness. I like to think he grows body hair but it’s not super dark for some reason (besides on his face people get jealous at the beard he can grow)

Namari - SHE IS JUST LIKE ME I GET HER VIBE SO WHAT IM SAYING HERE IS CANON: SHE HAS CRAZY PUSS BUT IS ALWAYS ROCKING THE STRAP. Namari doesn’t let anyone fuck her hole unless they’re in a committed relationship (she does not play about that either if you insert anything in her sex is over). Insane with the strap too. She’s someone I can genuinely see breaking the bed with her strokes. Also she’s got body hair for days. Like other Dwarf women she can grow a beard too but she usually shaves. (Namari with stubble…I’m bout to go feral.)

Venery - Started off with a human vagina. Now it’s some weird mix between that + hyena + dragon cock. I think he’s canonically intersex due to the ancient magic. But he’s happy about it. Also UHHHHHH…..HE LAYS EGGS. JS.

Thistle - Okay Thistle is so trans to me I think he gives himself top surgery when he’s getting older with ancient magic. He leaves the downstairs area alone because he’s fine with just presenting masc that’s good enough for him. Very low body hair he just sits in the middle of gender ambiguous for REAL.

[supgnomie]

While reading Wind and Truth I kept a list of reactions in my notes app gonna copy/paste them all below:

Day One:

28 - the wind talking to Kaladin is not making me feel better about the fact that the storm father lied

49 - idk man the thought of Kaladin learning to play music for “this last part” is already making me want to cry

50 - Wit definitely just said FUCK bootstrap ideology and I’m here for it

50 - “a virtue is something that is valuable even if it gives you nothing. A virtue persists without payment or compensation.”

52 - hey I’m actually crying a bit

68 - who is the author of the excerpts? Kal?? Or is Kal one of the witnesses??

- ok maybe Syl is the author

85 - DAMN SHALLAN THATS SICK

100 - HORSE GIRL ADOLIN HORSE GIRL ADOLIN

I never thought it was possible for Shallan to be even more of an unreliable narrator but HERE WE ARE

I’m sure there will be no horrifying consequences for Shallan-I-Make-My-Own-Reality-Kholin

Horse radiants! Horse radiants! Horse radiants!!!

110 - shardplate Shallan!!!!

Adolin’s hug is longer 😏😏😏😏

Day Two

- oh what? Jasnah and Wit aren’t working out? Who could have predicted this. (Me. Their chemistry is non existent.)

- Jasnah is so right. It is not fair that Dalinar literally is a mass murderer and it’s fine and she can’t do anything right.

- Honestly Adolin getting to experience a shower made me so happy because he must be SO. HAPPY and I love that for him.

- “He does it just to annoy me.” - Gaz suddenly highly relatable for pettiness

- Oh yeah no I do not trust the stormfather no more.

- Non-binary rep let’s goooooooo!!

- Lift checking out all the windrunners is taking me out

- GAY GAY GAY

- Really gotta admire navani’s faith given *gestures vaguely*

- SHIT FUCK MRAIZE

- “Right up until he looked up and found the Herald Ishar standing in front of him.” OH. OK.

Day Three:

- Syl and Kaladin talking about figuring out what they want for themselves is going to make me cry these babies have grown so much.

- MAYA JUST CALLED ADOLIN A SLUT 💀💀💀💀💀

- Baby Szeth ☹️ I knew math was dangerous

- Yuh I do NOT like or trust Szeth’s spren.

- Adolin winning over the Azish commander has my crying my sweet sweet boy 😭❤️

- “I want to be enough” 😭😭😭

- I’m so fucking worried Adolin is going to die in this ugh ugh ugh

- “I know the why.” - as a teacher I fucking FLINCHED

Day Four

- “the dogs will die”. The stormfather feeling sad watching the refugees pour through is rough.

- “Stormfather what lies have you been telling me!” “Only the ones that you deserve.” Damn damn damn!!

- Adolin is such a gem (visiting the wounded 🥺)

- Syl and Kaladin dancing 😩❤️

- “In that - at the edge of the world and the advent of the end of all things - Kaladin Stormblessed allowed himself to be happy. For what felt like the first time since Tien’s death.”

- Ok yes duh he is learning to play the flute because it’s a wind instrument Brando you have done it again

- “Tonight, he wrote a different story for himself. If a man who loved music. If a man who had time for music.” I’ll never stop crying.

- Adolin’s ideas about oaths I kind of super love and am here for

- Oh oh? We gonna get to see what a wimp ass bitch Szeth’s spren is?

- On this realm nightblood appeared the way it imagined itself 🥹🥹🥹

- Hey I am finally liking Szeth as a character.

Day Five:

- steel inquisitor moash so cool so cool so cool

- Szeth is so good. I am already mad at how everyone is going to wrong him. And I don’t trust this voice in his head at allllll who is itttttt

- TRANS REP AZISH TRANS REP

- “Chasmfiends could sing.” Giant crab puppy good bois I adore them.

- Omg Jasnah broke up with wit via text

- NO MORE GOOBERING 😭they gotta fight for their right to goober

- OOPS RLAIN

- I don’t trust Hmask at all and if he does anything to Adolin I fucking swear

- “I do my job. You always seem to be questioning yours. I find that aspect of you embarrassing.” FUCKING ROASTED BY A SAD BALDIE KALADIN

- Omg Szeth crying over his lamb ow owie ouch

- Szeth is Tien 😭😭😭😭

- “Neither truth nor answers are easy to find. We still have to try, rather than giving up that responsibility to someone else. Maybe someone has found the truth. I certainly hope so. But let’s talk about what you genuinely want and work from there.”

- “I don’t have a whimsical bone in my body.” Yeah ok sure Adolin 😒

- Kind of in love with Szeth’s dad and king of pissed at Szeth’s mom. Like… cannot fathom abandoning my child.

-

Day six:

- Sivi to Szeth, “how old is your dad? Obviously bee keeping age.”

- I’m getting real anxious about Gav.

Day seven:

- ADOLIN IS GETTING UP. TALN IS FIGHTING BACK. I AM SO ANXIOUS AHHHHHHH

- *attack on Titan music*

- The whiplash between Adolin nearly dying and renarin confessing to his crush.

- Adolin ☹️ hims poor leg

- Gav being noted as “an odd spren” in every vision is driving me crazy. What is it Brando?? What are you doing?? I know this is a hint of something!!

- “That was honestly kind of racist.” 💀💀💀

- ah fuck fuck fuck fuck ejdjwjdjsjdjwj

Day Eight

- these visions are not for Dalinar they are for Gav??? Maybe???

- fuck fuck fuck fuck

- SHALLAN IS THE DAUGHTER IF A HERALD DISBXJWJSKWJDJ

- Ok ok ok so Shallan on her wedding day is wearing boots that Kaladin gave her and Adolin on his wedding day is wearing a new sword that Kaladin gave him (when he ALSO got new swords from 46 other people including SHALLAN.)

- “Taravangian only saw destinations.” Fuck this book is so good.

Day Nine:

- I didn’t write many reactions because I was so fucking anxious.

- The whole fight with Nale and Kaladin I was ready to pass out.

- “Even if an emperor makes the laws, when we uphold them, the laws become ours. The responsibility ours.”

- holy shit I can’t believe Sig just did that to his spren codndjwkfjwjdj

- WAR NEVER UNITES

- Adolin smiling while thinking about Kaladin as he endures absolute hell is going to break me.

- fuxking djcnskcks d

Day ten:

- Every generation kicking the Odium problem to the next generation to deal with is hitting a lil close to home

- “We’re not sending a soldier up to hide steps we are sending a king.” Hello I’m crying already.

- Elhokar : (

- WHAT THE FUCK NOT ELHOKAR ITS GAV I FUCKING KNEW IT. I KNEW THE VISIONS WERE FOR HIM.

- Cry count: 1 - the deadeyes coming to Adolin’s aid.

- Cry count: 2 - idk the deadeyes just make me emotional

- Ishar just used that power of that pink haired girl from One Piece - Perona

- Cry count: 3 - “that was what it was to be mortal. Sometimes you succeeded anyway. Sometimes you failed.”

- “What are you? His god?” “No. I’m his therapist.” Brando stop FUCKING WITH ME FOENDJKDKEDKW

- Cry count: 4 - he said the words 😭❤️

- Cry count: broken

- HONOR IS DEAD.

- BUT ILL SEE WHAT I CAN DO

- RAHHHHHH

- The Herald of Kings and Wind and Second Chances 😭😭😭😭

- He dug through Kaladin’s pack and found a small woolen sheep and a little wooden toy horse 😭😭😭😭😭

[nabipumpum]

CAN I BE THE FIRST?-Bônus ᴹⁱⁿʲⁱ ˣ ᶠ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

BÔNUS: [MOM AND DAD ARE HERE]

Pairing - Kim Minji X f!Reader

Genre - Fluff🤏, angst, written + smau

Warning - mom and daddy issues, self-acceptance problems, homophobic parents, Y/n doesn't know how to deal with feelings, parents talk about Y/n's weight, mother calls Y/n a whale and a "happy pig", idk if has more

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February 2024…

You sighed as you curled up on the couch, all the members went to their respective relatives' houses and now you were alone waiting for your parents to arrive. You didn't know how they were aware that there were days where you took time off just to see your families, but they found out and were going to visit you before going back to your hometown.

You just received a message the day before from your mother telling you that she was going to visit your dorm the next day, you told Miya about it, who didn't know whether to be worried or angry.

“What the fuck, why would they come visit you? Do they want money or just to ruin your peace?” You laughed at the indignation of the girl next to you.

“Maybe money…. or just see if I'm gay..."

“Oh…”

Miya was the only one who really knew about your acceptance issues, always saying that had no problem loving and that you deserved to be happy. But even with all her words of support, you still denied it, still claiming it was a phase and that it would pass, she didn't agree with it but she didn't argue much, she just agreed with your thoughts that it would one day pass, but she knew it wouldn't pass.

“Well, you know, they can't do anything to you, okay? Don’t be nervous, I would like to be with you when they arrive, but my parents live far away, I will have to leave early.” you agreed as you felt the girl wrap an arm around your waist. “It’s going to be okay.”

You flinched even more when you heard the knock on the door, you took a deep breath before getting up and going to the door, when you opened it you saw your mother and father with bags that you thought were some food.

“Y/n!” She smiled, you tried to return the smile.

“Come in…” you spoke quietly as you gave space for the two to enter the apartment and you closed the door, but without locking it.

“I think we're late, but we brought food, for you and your members.”

“I think they’ll enjoy having this for dinner.” your father said as he examined the place. “Are these your things?”

“Some, yes.” you stood next to them and indicated to your mother so she could put the bags on the table “Water?”

"No." you nodded and walked over to sit on the couch, your hand shook slightly in your own lap, you sighed as your parents sat down on the couch and armchair.

“I thought it would be messier… Wow Bae, you’ve gained a little weight.” You closed your eyes tightly.

“You’re right, the belly looks a little more flabby, I thought they were on diets here.” you deny it slightly before muttering.

“I’m at my ideal weight…” you played with your own fingers.

“For a whale?” you looked up at the woman who just smiled “I’m kidding darling, at least you’re a happy little pig, right?” You didn't know what to answer.

You heard their high-pitched laughs again, the same laughs that gave you severe headaches and are now being heard again, needles piercing your ears as your brain begs for silent help, all you want is for one of your limbs or your manager arrives and tells you that you have a last minute appointment, or just something so they can leave and you can be alone in your comfortable silence again.

“That black hair looks strange on you, you prefer brown, like me.” you glared before opening your mouth slightly.

“Actually… I…” you wanted to respond that you loved what they did with your hair, that it suits your skin tone even better, but none of that came out, because you’re afraid “I didn’t like it that much either… maybe I’ll change… ” she smiled and agreed.

“Not that you looked pretty, but it was more acceptable.” your father spoke as he continued to look around the room. “You should show us your room.”

"I can't." You can, but you don't want them to see your poster of Ashnikko, Red Velvet, NewJeans, or the United States flag with a photo of Karina from aespa on it.

"It cannot?" You looked at your mother.

“Company rules are strict.”

"Yes of course."

The three of you remained silent for at least 3 minutes, 3 minutes that were uncomfortable but you were still grateful, especially because whenever any of them opened their mouths you lost the will to live.

“Well…” your father started, you already knew what it was “I’ve seen these videos of your group, you with these girls, you look good together, don’t you?”

“We live together and work together… it’s not-“ you barely managed to finish when you felt a slap on your head.

“I didn’t finish talking.” you nodded silently and lowered your head “You have dating rumors with all your members and with other groups as well less than 2 months since you debuted, all the rumors are with women, aren't you ashamed of that? Not even to cause rumors of dating men? Do you want everyone to think our daughter is a lesbian?” You shook your hand.

“No… I… It’s just rumors… I don’t…” you took a deep breath “I don’t like women, I told you…” you hear a laugh.

“You’re so convincing, Y/n.”

You hated how your mother said your name with a tone of disgust, like she was going to throw up every time she said it out loud. Your stomach turned, you didn't want to have this conversation anymore, seeing the look of hatred on your father's face when you said that you might be attracted to a girl at your school gives you insomnia to this day, knowing that you will never be loved just for something that is not even your choice.

“It was just a phase… Like you said… It has passed.” had to pass.

You heard voices in the hallway, immediately getting up and going to the door when you recognized Hari's voice, when she opened the door you hugged her tightly, of course your parents couldn't see that from where they were.

“Whoa, did you miss me? You’re cute.” you squeezed her tighter and sighed heavily.

“My parents are in the room.” the older girl's smile fell.

"Holy crap." you let go of her lightly “You can thank me later.” she murmured.

“Um?”

“What the fuck, Y/n. Aren't you ready? You know we can’t be late.” she was loud and scared you, but you were happy.

“I'm sorry, I guess I didn't notice the time passing, Unnie.” you walked back enough so your parents could see your body bowing to the older one.

“It’s not me you have to apologize to, but it’s your fault I also-” she stopped when she saw your parents, she was a good actress “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“We’re Bae’s parents.”

“By the way, it must be our fault she was late.” your mother smiled, a more welcoming smile than she had given you in years.

“Well, at least she has a reason, I'm Choi Hari, I'm sorry I met you guys like this, but it's important training today for both of us.” You looked at your parents.

“Then I guess we’ll leave, it’s too late for us anyway.” they stood up and stood next to you “It was nice seeing you, Y/n.” your mother grabbed your shoulder, a grip that hurt you and almost made you scream in pain, but you've gotten used to it, a note that she's not done with you.

“It’s great to meet you Hari.” your father smiled, it was clear to you how much he was more enchanted by Hari, not in a good way.

“I can say the same.” she looked at you and your mother's hand that was holding your shoulder tightly. “Go, 3 minutes” you agreed quickly, bowing to your parents and running to your room then you closed the door tightly and sat down on the bed.

Before long the door was opened, revealing the blonde girl with a worried expression.

“Are you okay Kitty? Did they hurt you?” you shook your head as you picked yourself up a little, the space next to you on the bed sank a little “Let me see your shoulder.” you lowered your sleeve enough for the girl to see the mark left on your sensitive skin. “That bitch, wait a minute.”

You saw her leave the room and the noise of searching for something in the kitchen, when she returned with a box of first aid kit and a small ice pack, you felt safe again, no matter how much Hari irritated you or made jokes with you, she gave you comfort and security from the moment you met and you were grateful for that.

"Thanks." you murmured as you felt the blonde's soft fingers apply gel to your shoulder.

"It’s ok." you heard the girl sigh “You’re safe now, I’ll never let you be alone with any of them again, I promise.”

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