#if you do everything right to avoid decreasing their relationship

[ellouchi]

Girl can we get Jimmy/Curly d!ck hcs and like…. Jacking off habits??!!! 🤷‍♀️☺️🫀

I will try anonie but know for the fact that I'm a super virgin and I've avoided real proper porn for years because I was scared LMAO. I have approximate understanding of what's going on down there but I love imagining meat beating hcs~

Warnings: nsfw obviously, gn reader, slight homophobia in Jimmy's part, Jimmy's part in general, mild dubious consent (you know where)

Side notes: there can be mistakes here and there I'm too tired to fix them~

Curly

— I would imagine his dick is really a sight to behold — it's truly a beautiful cock and our man could easily become a pornstar if he wanted to. When people who have seen him naked point this out, Curly bashfully downplays himself, but on the inside he feels proud and a bit excited by the thought lol. When he was younger he really entertained the idea, but as the years went by, the man considered himself to be too old for people's tastes (false he would roll in dough).

— It's bigger than average, slightly redder than Curly's skin, long and upright yet proportionally girthy. Curly doesn't trim but shaves when he returns back to Earth from hauls and right before starting a new haul. Yes, his pubic hair is also blond and it curls. Turns him on when you run your hand though it or tug at it lightly.

— Curly never had big sex drive so he didn't need to seek out sexual partners or masturbate much. With years it only decreased, he can go a whole week without touching himself, but otherwise it's a meager one-two times thing a week. Fortunately you can fix this problem if you have lots of sex regularly: this will cause Curly to masturbate up to four times a week especially without you around to "help" him out.

— usually masturbates in the shower. It all goes back when Curly was in highschool/college: after a training session or match he occasionally would masturbate in the common showers when he was alone. The guy just needed to relax his body and get rid of excess energy and emotions, besides it was hard to have any real privacy in the dorms anyways, so might as well — that's the explanations he would turn around in his head to excuse jerking off in semi-public space lmao. Curly actually almost got caught several times so he had to stop, but the habit of masturbating in the shower solidified itself already and it carried on to his work at Pony Express.

— I've read somewhere that Curly doesn't imagine anyone while he gets himself off and I agree. When he was young he would look up some models of adult magazines or pornstars. But after many years away from people, pretty much isolated in space, the man lost the ability to even conjure a sexy lady in his mind to jerk off too.... Curly closes his eyes and focuses on the feeling of his own hand pleasing him and that's that.

— this changes with you: if Curly falls for you, now he subconsciously imagines you somewhere there, behind him with your head on his shoulder, slowly stroking him with your hand. The amount of guilt he feels dependents on the stage of your relationship. If you two are just coworkers, Curly reprimands himself mentally for being so filthy either before or after the act. Anyways now the captain can't jerk off without imagining you doing things to him. He tries to combat this by trying to befriend you, but this backfires when Curly catches feeling. Now he has to jerk off more than he usually does....

— he's quiet and stealthy kind. Not because the man is ashamed of masturbation, but because he has an image to keep and he doesn't want to make others uncomfortable. With that said, breathes and sighs heavily during the act, if Curly imagines you or you're actually there jerking him off, he may let out a few whimpers, and at least once slips out your name in a whisper.

— Curly likes to take things slow so it reflects on how he cums. He never stains his shirts with his own semen, everything just leaks down his dick and on his hand so he easily cleans himself and carries on with his day. Cums a lot and the cum is as thick as cream, which is a bit annoying to him to clean up~

Jimmy

— definitely an average dick haver. And I say this as a Jimmy fucker. Jimmy is not exactly all too happy about it but neither is he complaining...it could be worse. It's a shade or a few darker than his skin, not remarkable enough for people to go "wow" or "ew". Fortunately, Jimmy's dick gets a bit bigger when erect, it also curves and looks like a dog's snoot if you get what I mean.

— Jimmy is a hairy guy ok, this goes double for his tummy, crotch and legs. What do you say? Shaving...? What, do you think he's gay? Jimmy never shaves, the man grooms himself only when the pubic gets too long or feels gross to the touch when he masturbates. It's truly a great shame because Jim has a mole on the inner side of his thigh, right next to where his cock is, but it's hidden beneath thick dark hair.

— jacks off more than average man, however not enough for it to be a problem. Honestly he prefers sex to masturbation, but it's not always available for different reasons. Jimmy is not all that sex obsessed, but when the stress gets to him, it's his only option to release the pent up energy. His go to spot is his room/quarters. You'd think he would crank it anywhere and everywhere and you'd be wrong since Jimmy cares about what others think of him. The man just wants some privacy and gets incredibly irked when someone is disturbing him by knocking or calling out to him. Let the man jerk off in peace!!

— I can write a whole book about what Jimmy masturbates to. I think his tastes are not overly kinky like monster fucking or some extreme fetishes, but he can't be classified as vanilla. Sadism, brat taming, cnc, semi or fully public sex are his usual picks. Jimmy only needs the guy to be mostly silent and preferably not show his face too much otherwise it'll spoil the mood. Our man watches professionally recorded porn as well as amateurs, his dick doesn't discriminate. If you've managed to pique his attention, this would gradually resurface in his choice for porn. Actors looking vaguely like you, or having similar body, or voice.... Seeing someone looking just like you doing filthy stuff sends shivers down Jimmy's spine. Whenever he sees the real you, his mind immediately goes to the sex scenes he has seen "you" perform.

— Jimmy chases his high first, he spends little time for build-up so he cums pretty quickly. His focus is on the porn he is watching since his imagination is lacking believe it or not, just like his patience. Jim would heavily benefit from edging and orgasm denial but you must manhandle him first, he wouldn't consciously agree to this lol.

— groaner to a fault. Cusses too when he feels particularly agitated. Since Jimmy's pace is usually fast and uneven this creates those lewd wet noises. He does keep it at bay, not when he knows that you're around, because then he becomes louder just so you could hear and maybe join his jerk off session. Same goes for the other way around: if he hears or catches you getting yourself off, his hand dives for his own cock. Yup, Jimmy's definitely into mutual or "mutual" masturbation.

— Jimmy gets involuntarily messy. He tends to overheat when he masturbates, so he sweats a lot. This fact and his natural body odour can knock you off your feet if you're into that. Jim has to cover his dick, unless he is naked, because his cum really does shot out high and it's a hustle to constantly change and clean his clothes. Unlike Curly, he doesn't cum too much but his cum is stickier.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Omg I love your platonic alastor writings!!

Can you do headcanons for alastor x daughter!reader where the reader is now in her teens and gets embarrassed when alastor still treats her like a little girl?

Haha! Alastor being that embarrassing dad who doesn’t want his princess to grow up be like— I definitely can, darling. Consider it done! Kinda short… but done!

Alastor- Old Habits, Never Die

God… Dad, please stop. You’re embarrassing me!

This is all you think. Being the daughter of the Radio Demon is pretty hard. As a little girl, you didn’t have to deal with much but now as a teenager, almost around eighteen, you have begun trying to befriend Sinners(with very little success) and the small amount of friends you manage to make with the much older sinners around you, it ends with them creeped out by your Dad

You want to lash out at Alastor for the way he treats you but you can’t really blame him. He just loves you but then again, you hate how he always babies and coddles you. You’re not seven years old anymore; you’re seventeen, you don’t want people thinking you’re some spoiled brat or a overly daddy’s little princess

You’re already universally feared for having traces of your father’s immense powers and as well as universally disliked by a big handful of sinner demons for being your father’s daughter. So, you’re pretty isolated and Alastor just makes it worse

Alastor isn’t aware that the way he acts is humiliating and degrading towards you. He just wants his babygirl to never grow up and he can’t just watch you go out shopping on your own and see you wear bigger clothing on your bigger body and not cry hysterically at seeing his beloved daughter grow up

Alastor just wants one more day of you as a little five year old again. Where you’d run up to him and cry about your nightmares, and he’d put you on his chest, sit down in a rocking chair and sing you back to sleep. He loved those days, he wants just one more. He misses his babygirl so young and little and childish

Alastor is that type of dad who wants to stay in touch with you and your friends so he tries to do the ‘cool stuff’ you younglings like, in hopes to bond with you further, he can’t bond with you over dolls and dress up. He’ll bond with you through the new things you like

Alastor, of course, won’t stop treating you like a little girl. He’ll talk baby-like, he’ll get you food, he’ll take your belongings to hold himself, he’ll hold your hand, he’ll do your hair up for you. He does everything for you and is so blind in his fatherly love for you, to realise how selfish his actions are and how careless he’s become, as a result of not wanting to lose you as a child

Overtime, this unintentionally harsh treatment begins to strain your relationship with Alastor and you grow less patient with him, establishing boundaries and ordering him to stop inserting himself into your life

He doesn’t take that kindly. Alastor is offended and angry that you’re annoyed with him. He is your father, he has every right to be apart of your life, social or literal and he begins to argue with you

You have to constantly lay down the truth that you’re not a little girl anymore and Alastor refuses to accept it as fact. He wants you to stay young and childish, and he won’t ever admit that he knows your time as a child is up and he doesn’t want to lose that little princess

But don’t worry, Alastor will soften up and try decrease this behaviour and treatment when he realises you’re avoiding him and he tries his best to stop treating you like a little girl… despite, all he sees when he looks at his teenage daughter is the little deer-featured child who ran to him when she was scared…

He’ll try his darnest stop it for his babygirl, even if he doesn’t want to. He just wants you happy more than anything

“Darling… look. Look, I get it. I’ve been acting rather… unfavourably towards you and I apologise, it’s just… hard to have watched you go from so little to so big… it’s… it kinda hurts”

[hannieoftheyear]

everybody gets horny on christmas (lsm)

santa's lap becomes the best place to sit when it's seokmin's face hiding behind the beard

✧.* pairing: santa!dk x fem!reader (check out the halloween chapter!)

✧.* w.c: 5k of pure filth

✧.* genre: smut!!!, crack, a little fluff sprinkled at the end, kinda pwp, there's barely a plot but hey (minors DNI)

✧.* content: santa d(ic)k, milfs go crazy over him, slight jealousy, everyone has a severe case of horniness again, cursing, both 'bad girl and 'good girl' are used, santa roleplay (?) just for a bit, explicit smut, service top!seokmin, pussy drunk!seokmin, fingering, oral (f rec.), multiple orgasms, bodily fluids, they do it on a chair, protected penetration (santa uses condoms✊ and so should you).

check out my main masterlist ♡

✧.* disclaimer: this is the christmas part 2 of the halloween au with the same name (linked above), it can be read separately but there's going to be a little context missing.

✧.* note: i just wanted to say that i wrote this for fun and is really truly unserious, and also apologize bc i suck at writing dirty talk :/ but hope you enjoy!

also i have a final in two days so wish me luck (and pray for me🙏)

special thanks to sabrina carpenter and her 'fruitcake' ep | link to the dividers used

The smell of baked chocolate chip cookies and freshly cut pine trees sneaks past the automatic doors every time a new family enters the mall. All of them are in search of the new hot spot in town. 

Even if the tradition of making kids sit on Santa's lap is terribly outdated, the kids lining up on the makeshift north pole on the center of the mall don’t seem to care, happy to be surrounded by the Christmas atmosphere and to meet Santa. 

The long line decreases gradually, kids leaving with the biggest toothy smile every few minutes, and their parents ready to figure out what they asked for. 

It’s the happiest season of the year, when everything seems possible, when kindness and friendship rule everyone’s relationships. That’s primarily the reason why you’re even in the line in the first place. Your friends dragged you to see the ridiculous suit Seokmin had to wear for his new job and make fun of him a little, all while showing up to support him. 

“Is it just me or is the line full of single moms?” 

Standing all the way on the back of the line, your friends are analyzing the people waiting while you’re just looking at them, eyes switching from each man to the next in a matter of seconds, tapping one foot on the ground with no patience and avoiding to look at the man working as Santa. 

“Why are you so fidgety?” Soonyoung’s the only one who’s not checking out every person in line. 

“I’m not! I’m a little tired that’s all, I don’t want to be here anymore.” 

“Surely this doesn’t have to do anything with our friend Santa Claus, right?” 

“I just don’t wanna be seen in this line full of kids. It's embarrassing.” Avoiding the question won’t work, but it’s all the defense you have at the moment. 

“No one here cares, and Chan’s right. The moms are going crazy over our Seokminnie.” 

Following Mingyu’s eyes, your gaze sits on a blonde lady standing right beside her kid, who’s already sitting on Seokmin’s lap, but the mom looks more interested in asking him questions than the little girl. 

“Yeah, I noticed.” 

The way your arms cross immediately is a dead giveaway that it actually bothers you, and by that time, your three friends are staring at you, expecting a reaction. 

“You two have been weird since Halloween.” Chan, not so innocently as it seems, brings back the topic you so badly want to avoid. 

“What do you mean? We're not being weird. Everything’s the same.” You protest.

“Yeah, except for the fact that you had his dick in your m–" 

“Oh my fucking God, shut up! There are kids around!” 

Your whisper-shout draws more attention than Soonyoung’s statement, getting you a few weird looks from the parents behind you on the line. He not only has no filter but also lives to torture you since that day. 

“Shit, I still can't believe they really did it.” Mingyu talks more to himself than to you, and that’s weirdly offensive? 

“I’m standing right here!” 

“Is it big? He never lets us see it.” Soonyoung shamelessly asks, without an ounce of embarrassment. 

“I can’t believe this.” 

Your only option is to look away from them, meaning straight to Seokmin, right when a lady attempts to sit on him “jokingly” while security –a minimum wage worker dressed as an elf, asks her to leave. 

“Bro, c’mon what the hell.” Even Chan has a limit of Soonyoung’s unserious thoughts he can hear. 

“What?”

Mingyu shakes his head in awe, not even answering Soonyoung’s question before going back to interrogating you. 

“Did anything happen after that?” 

The line moves forward, and in that second, when everyone’s focused on taking two steps, you seriously consider running away from the mall at full speed. 

“It was just a one-time thing, no big deal.” Maybe the cold wind entering through the doors can serve as an excuse for how red your face is probably getting. 

“Yeah, sure. You know, every time your name comes up and you’re not there, he starts shivering like a chihuahua.” 

“You two stay over a five feet radius away from each other at every party we go to.” 

“I saw how you reacted the other day when that girl was all over him at the sorority party.” 

“Are you all analyzing our every fucking move?” 

Maybe it’s been weird, but for them to notice even when they’re drunk means you’ve been doing a very bad job at hiding it. 

“We’re just worried about you both, that’s all.” Mingyu softly puts his hand on your shoulder, and you truly believe his words. 

“There’s nothing to worry about! We talked about it, and everything’s cool. Now, let’s leave the topic to die here, alright?”��

The silence is so loud, it’s obvious they still have questions, and it’s obvious you’re not gonna answer them. Not when the line starts moving forward again, and suddenly you’re one family away from being the next to be called on by the elf staff. 

Seokmin's eyes find yours just as the kid hops off his lap, smiling brightly at his parents and leaving the mall altogether. You’re frozen in place, and Soonyoung behind you is whistling teasingly as one of the staff repeatedly asks you to step forward. They were right. You are being weird. It is weird. But because they don’t know the whole story. 

A hand pushes your back slightly to the front, and you see yourself walking towards the hottest Santa you’ve ever seen. The loose red suit makes his frame appear impossibly broader, and he’s manspreading in a way that has your heart pounding. 

“W-welcome young lady.” Seokmin stutters in his Santa voice, forgetting his signature ‘ho, ho, ho’. 

One look back at the line, and you’re already regretting it. Your three friends are looking in your direction like you’re Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams on the verge of making out. But just to their right, the staff looks at you, bored and tired, almost screaming at you to hurry the hell up. 

Your legs tremble as you finally sit on Santa's lap, and the energy radiating from him is breathtaking. Something about you being visibly flustered must elevate his confidence through the roof, because as soon as you’re on top of his thighs, one hand places itself softly on your back, and the other teasing on top of your thigh, not outrageously high, but high enough that you know it’s on purpose. 

“What does this young lady want for Christmas?” 

The voice he’s been practicing comes out squeakier than he'd like, your arm wrapped around the side of his neck, causing unpredicted consequences. 

“I'd like for my friends to stop being so annoying.” Jokes are always a good way to lessen the atmosphere, right? 

“Have you been a good girl this year?” Seokmin's hand tightens on your thigh, erupting a fire on parts of your body that shouldn’t be getting woken up in public. “Only girls who behave get their presents.” 

The lower part of his face is covered by an ugly synthetic white beard, but something in the sound if his voice tells you there’s a growing smirk on his lips, hiding, teasing you in front of everyone. It would be so easy to just yank the beard off and wipe that smirk off his face, press your mouth against his until neither of you are able to breathe. 

“Santa should give presents to everyone.” It’s a miracle that you’re able to form one coherent sentence. 

A low chuckle escapes from him, and the feeling that he’s still not finished with you creeps up your spine, goosebumps appearing up to your neck as his face gets close to your ear. 

“Only the ones who didn’t behave say things like that.” 

His arm around your waist makes you hyper aware of everything around you. Or more like him so around you. 

“The guys have been asking questions.” Another try to ease the tension that quickly proves to be pointless as Seokmin seems to be on a mission. 

Your eyes don’t know where to go, staring at his focused gaze on your lips. His face gets ever so slightly closer to yours, the little hairs on your cheek perking up at the sensation, all while his hot breath fans over the side of your face, and his hand holds your jaw as his thumb grazes the apple of your cheek, brushing an eyelash with so much care, you almost melt right there on his lap. 

“Let them ask.”

At the end of those simple words, his eyes connect with yours, and his stare brings a new meaning to what he said, one that begins heating up your insides and blushing your whole face. Your brain works hard to produce any kind of response, but Seokmin has rendered you speechless. 

A soft cough drives his eyes away from you, and his hold on you shifts uncomfortably, like he’s just now realizing he’s in front of at least fifty people. The elf handling the line taps his foot impatiently against the floor, his arms crossed and rolling his eyes as both you and Seokmin look at him incredulously. 

“Come have dinner at my place.” Seokmin whispers as you motion to get off of him.

You instantly miss the warmth of him below you, sturdy and holding onto you for dear life. You can only nod with a quiet ‘okay’ as the staff rushes the next kid onto Seokmin’s lap, your friends nowhere to be seen. 

Why does your hand tremble as it reaches the door handle when you’ve done it a ton of times already? 

Seokmin had sent you a cryptic text right after the disastrous meeting that had your friends bullying and interrogating you all the way back to your home, about him leaving his door unlocked and letting yourself in, eliciting at least ten questions from your part, but he remained silent after his instructions. Now, you’re left expectant as you nervously talk yourself into opening the damn door. No suspicious noise can be heard from outside, and as you turn the handle and push the door open, the warmth of recently lit candles envelops you. 

“Seokminnie?” The smell of the promised food welcomes you in as you close the door behind you. 

The shy steps you take into Seokmin’s apartment after hanging your jacket provide you with a slightly better view of the Christmas themed dining room he’s set up, and from the corner of your eye, you catch a red human figure sitting on one of the chairs, intimidating you as you realize what it is. 

“What are you still doing in the suit?” You ask with a chuckle. 

“Come here.” 

He signals for you to sit on his lap, manspreading on the wooden chair as his body calls your name. The cheap plastic beard is nowhere to be seen, but he’s still wearing the weirdly nice fitting suit, burning red just like the fire heating up the room the closer you get to him. 

“You know, the guys are catching up to us.”  

It’s much more comfortable to be alone with him, sitting on his lap and letting his arms wrap around your waist as tight as he wants. You don’t fight the urge to connect your mouths together, not letting him reply to your statement as you press your lips against his, and he doesn’t even attempt to tease you, molding his shape to yours, holding your chest close to his with no way to escape. 

“Yeah, they’ve been interrogating me too.” Seokmin replies, half of his brain paying attention to you and the other half concentrating on squeezing your thighs. 

“We sh-should do something.” 

Getting lost in the feeling of his lips is too easy, erasing any stray reasonable thought from your mind. As his hands hold and touch any part of your body they want, be it your arched back, your chest or your thighs, and his tongue licks your lower lip like he wants you to go insane, you moan against him, and he takes it as a reminder of why he asked you to come to his apartment in the first place.

“Hmm, you’re not behaving much, aren’t you?” 

You almost let out a chuckle as he strays his face away from yours just as one of his hands creeps up your inner thigh, squeezing to draw your attention where he wants. But he doesn’t go any nearer to where you’re starting to need him the most. 

“Does that mean you’re putting me on the naughty list?” 

Nothing you say when you’re on top of him is embarrassing, you’ve learned, as Seokmin seems to like every sound that comes out of your mouth regardless. His hand trembles at your words, instinctively daring to graze the crevice of your inner thigh before moving away from your legs altogether. 

“Between us,” he says, voice low right by your ear, “I think I can give you another chance.” 

“Really? What should I do?” You don’t dare move in his hold, his thighs hard under your expecting ones. 

Seokmin refuses to let you connect your lips, drawing back with a smirk when you try. The hand that’s still on your body caresses the side of your cheek, so softly you almost hum as you lean into his touch. His fingers trace your jaw down to the side of your neck, and you have no other choice than to flutter your eyes closed and enjoy his teasing. 

“Be a good girl while I do what I want with you.” 

His lips graze your ear again, going down to leave wet kisses on the side of your neck as his hand continues to travel down the side of your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps under his cold fingers. 

Your mouth agapes, wanting to say something, anything, but he reaches the hem of the jeans you decided to wear, and only a sigh leaves you as his fingers sneak under the fabric, touching from your back to your lower tummy as he sucks on the sensitive skin of your neck. 

“What do you want to do with me?” Your words come out completely breathless, and he chuckles against your skin. 

Wordless, his reply comes in the form of his hands at both side of your hips, lifting you up easily and sitting you down on the empty chair, his body kneeling in front of you in one swift move. Somehow, your jeans hang loose around your legs, already unbuttoned, and he yanks them down expertly. 

Seokmin’s eyes, wide open in marvel, scan over your bare legs, with goosebumps erupting from top to bottom at the sudden loss of the warm fabric. His head in between your open legs, almost naked only for him, just like your every fantasy since that first time. 

“I once promised you,” His lips graze your left knee as he speaks, hot breath against your cold skin sending shivers up your spine, ���that I’d make you feel good.” 

“You’ve been very bad too.” You remember exactly the promise he had made, and remember every time you’ve been together since, never fulfilling it. “I thought you’d forgotten.” 

He shakes his head quickly as a reply. “I can make it up to you,” Seokmin’s soft slender hands massage your thighs open, slotting his torso in between them like that space was made for him, “but you have to be good for me.” 

His breath fans so close to your already craving core, he could purse his lips and they’d make contact with your covered folds, but he sways ever so slightly to the side, leaving a chaste kiss on the crevice on your inner thigh, a thousand miles away from where he knows you need him. 

“What do you want me to do?” Your fingers interlock with his as he continues groping anywhere his hands manage to go, pressing them harder against you in search for more of his touch. 

“Take what I give you.” He sneaks under the hem of your panties, barely grazing at your sensitive skin, with feathery light touches and teasing scrapes of his nails as he slips the wet fabric down your legs. 

“You’re not giving me anything right now.” 

The cold air making its way over your core contrasts with the heated blush Seokmin’s eyes erupt all over your body as he stares in awe at your wet folds. 

“So ready for me." A hum reverberates to mix with his words, and his approval sends a wave of arousal straight to your center. 

Having no other thoughts, you can only half-moan and nod at his words, locking eyes with him as he leaves a trail of kisses on the soft flesh of your inner thighs, each one closer and closer to your pulsing core, but as he's about to graze your lower lips, he skips your heat and directs his mouth to your other leg, never ending the teasing. 

Your legs open further on instinct, as if to persuade him into pleasing you once and for all. His fingers dare to spread your folds, the wet sound reaching your ears, his shy touch making you squirm on the chair. Something tells you that asking him to speed up won’t help you, so you only move one hand to the back of his neck, caressing his nape to encourage him.

The first lick of his tongue comes as a surprise, long and pointy right at your center, and the hand that was resting on his neck pulls at his hair, making him groan and sending vibrations through your whole body. 

Seokmin knows exactly when to slow down, licking your cunt up and down and sucking just where he knows you’ll like. Your insides clench against nothing, empty and leaking arousal as his lips wrap around your clit. But he drinks all of your juices, his tongue collecting your wetness like a dehydrated man. 

With his tongue focused on your hole, prodding timidly inside you as your walls beg to be stretched, your hands fly to his hair, keeping his face in place as the tip of his nose brushes your clit just right. He moans right into your cunt, enjoying the pull of his hair as you use him for your pleasure. Your throat hurts from moaning uncontrollably as your orgasm approaches at the speed of light. 

Not even in your imagination would you have pictured yourself getting so worked up so fast by a man going down on you, but that’s just Seokmin, being gentler and more skilled than most, eager to find every stop that has you squirming on top of him. 

His hands try to keep your legs open for him as you spasm with each swipe of his tongue, getting faster and faster the more he notices how close you are. And as he focuses his all on teasing your clit, you come undone at the rhythm of his moans against you. 

He makes out with your pussy mercilessly, prolonging your orgasm and making your legs tremble harder at his sides, almost closing around his head if it wasn’t for him holding them where he wants. The unholy wet sounds don’t stop and waves of arousal keep crashing down on you, the big smirk across his lips can be felt even through the filthiness of the act, and when he doesn’t move away when you start feeling overstimulated, you finally find your voice again.

“Hmm, Minnie, god.” Cracked and hoarse, it’s a miracle he even heard your words. Your hands try to push his head away, but one look into his eyes, and the motion stops immediately. 

“You promised you'd take everything.” The fingers that were holding onto the flesh of your thighs sneak to your wet, still sensitive center, collecting any remaining juices Seokmin didn’t get to drink. 

“Fuck, yes, I did.” Even a bare graze of his fingers has you breathless, ready for more in an instant. 

“Do you still want it?” Somehow, his doe eyes mix with his teasing glare, pretending to ask when in reality he knows your answer. 

“Yes.” One-word replies might be your best option to answer him, as moans and whines get stuck on your throat at the motions of his fingers, spreading your wet folds open and teasing your needy hole. “Please.” 

“Good,” without any more warning, Seokmin plunges two fingers inside you, receiving no resistance, “it’s my job to give my good girl anything she wants.” 

His hand begins working towards filling you up, molding your gummy walls to the shape of his fingers. Wet sounds fill Seokmin’s dining room, the food he prepared cold and forgotten in the kitchen, and the only other sounds echoing are your breathy moans and his occasional grunts. 

Seokmin’s tongue goes back to its place, torturing your clit as his fingers find your sweet spot, abusing it as you feel yourself getting wetter, if even possible. He thrusts harder, sharper, drilling into you and making your arousal drip onto the wooden chair. 

The red of his hair stands out tangled between your fingers as you try to press his face impossibly closer to your core. He moans in response, as if being pressed in between your legs is more pleasurable to him than to you. 

Locking eyes with him below you, the blushy filthiness of it all mixes with the oversensitivity from too recent orgasm, getting you close to another one faster than ever before. It’s too much, but you crave more, need more, and your walls clamp against Seokmin’s fingers, making it harder for him to pound them into you, but he persists, with pointy and determined thrusts that form stars on your vision. 

A whiny scream erupts out of you as he sucks on your clit, everything combined blurring every one of your senses and causing spasms all across your body as you come on his fingers.

The sinful sight of Seokmin licking his fingers clean is forever burned on your eyelids, and will hunt you even in your sleep. But before he has the chance of slipping his tongue between your folds again, you stand up and force him to sit down on your place. 

“It’s my turn to give now.” He just stares at you, brow lifting teasingly, waiting for your next move. There’s so much you could do, but the throbbing between your legs calls for only one thing, sitting in front of you. From the new angle, the outline of his very hard cock outshines the rest of his body, the thin red fabric loosely sits over the boner he doesn’t even try to hide. 

In what feels like a millisecond, you yank his pants and boxers down in one move, freeing him from his confines, but deliberately leaving the top of his costume on. 

His bare skin below yours, as you sit down on top of him, legs at both sides of his hips, feels so hot you almost don’t feel the drop in temperature in the room. His hard length springs up against your lower belly, furiously pink and ready for whatever. 

Your mouths crash in need, his hands on your back flushing you against him as your hands push his head further against you. It’s hard and needy, passionate as he always is, but somehow determined and not sloppy. 

The frenetic closeness traps his cock between your bodies, a never-ending friction as you grind against him. The top half of your clothes are still on the way, the hands creeping under the hem of your shirt indicating he wants yours off immediately, but refuses to let go of your lips. 

“Tell me you have a condom.” You manage to mumble with his mouth still gliding over yours. 

A ruffle sound echoes from your side, Seokmin’s hand searching eagerly around his pocket for what you asked. You’re not about to question if he had a condom there all day, just go on with it. 

You reluctantly separate your faces, both of you in a rush, nearing the desperate territory, to have him inside you. He throws his head back as your hands slide the condom down his length, the touch of your hands too much for him to handle. His hands grip your hips in an effort to help you lift your body, lining your entrance with his leaking tip. 

The mix of his spit and your arousal makes it easy for him to slide all the way down until you’re sitting on top of him again, his length stretching you just perfectly. You both take a second to breath as you get used to being filled completely, molded to his shape already. 

“You always take me so well.” He moans as he dares looking you right in the eyes. 

Only a smirk shows on your face as an answer, your hands moving down to open the red jacket he’s still wearing, unbuttoning it one by one and letting yourself feel his abs tensing under your teasing touch. Slowly but surely, his whole chest is finally revealed to you, but his hands refuse to leave your body, and the top half of his suit stays on. 

His hands on your ass press your body against him, inciting you to start moving before he loses his mind.

With your hands on his chest for support, you start grinding on him softly, feeling the veins of his cock dragging inside you at a tortuous pace. Seokmin knows no restrain when he’s inside you, so he groans and moans at every clench of your walls, unknowingly succeeding in making you do it more often and into speeding up the pace.

His hands eagerly creep inside your shirt, crunching it up like he desperately wants to see you bare on top of him. As soon as it’s off, his hands are on your tits, groping them as if it was his first time seeing them.

He grinds against you, following your rhythm and speeding the rush of both of your highs. Your walls tighten hard around his cock, feeling him twitching even through every move.

A loud moan gets out of you when his cock reaches that spot inside you that takes you to another dimension, and he immediately presses your lips together, a messy and wet make out that does little to muffle both of your moans.

The chair creeks below you as you test its limits, but it’s the least of your worries when he starts lifting his hips to meet you, the strength of his thighs even making you bounce on him slightly.

When one of his hands leaves its place on your chest to sneak between you and torture your clit even more, a guttural moan leaves you. He doesn’t stop, his thrusts getting as hard as possible as he chases your orgasms.

Walls already sensitive from your previous highs, and your swollen clit getting stimulated more and more, there’s only so much you can take before you start trembling on top of him.

Your third orgasm crashes over you hard, blurring any other sense that isn’t Seokmin’s cock dragging inside you.

And there’s so much tight clenching of your warm walls around him that he can take before he’s coming into the condom, twitching uncontrollably and slowly stopping his shallow thrusts.

Your lips come together once more, soft and lazy as you come down of your highs.

There’s a comfortable silence surrounding you. Even after you’ve both cleaned up and dressed up again, you find yourselves back on the same position, you sitting on his lap as he softly traces circles on your back, your breathings coordinated as you enjoy each other’s warmth.

“Do you think we should tell the guys?” Your whisper breaks the silence, the uncertain question making Seokmin’s ears perk up.

“I thought you didn’t want them to make fun of us.” His head lowers to look for your eyes, but you’re insisting on looking down.

“I know I said that but,” the sentence gets cut short, doubt and fear creeping up on your mind, but his hand comforting you encourages you to keep going, “today, you sounded like you don’t care.”

“Would it be bad if I didn't?” His sweet voice finally drives your eyes up to his, and the smile across his lips is big enough to make you melt.

“I– No, actually–“ You really try to say something that isn’t a mumble of nonsense, but it’s impossible. The matching smile plastered on your lips gives away how you feel, and he helps you gather your thoughts.

“They’re gonna be worse than ever.” Seokmin states.

You nod, holding back a cackle.

“But it’s nothing we can’t take.” He continues.

“Yeah, right.” You agree, even though a with a little doubt.

“It’s us two against them.”

“Right.”

“We can destroy them. "

“Exactly.”

“And do you want to be my girlfriend?”

The back and forth almost makes you answer automatically, and when you realize exactly what Seokmin was asking you, you freeze. Mouth agape and wide eyes, it’s not like you would ever say no to him, but he has taken a liking on taking you by surprise.

Your silence freaks him out, but as you straighten your posture on his lap and wrap your arms around his neck, you reply, “I’d love to be your girlfriend Lee Seokmin.”

His toothy smile widens impressively, his eyes curving like crescent moons right before he connects your lips again.

It’s different from before, a new feeling mixed in with the moving of your lips, welcomed fully as his hands caress your back again, with so much care you'd think he was afraid.

But that’s just who he is, who he always was. Your friend Seokmin. Your caring and loving Seokmin. Your boyfriend Seokmin.

heyyyyy happy holidays to everyone! hope you enjoyed this! ♥︎

lmk if you'd like another part! I love this couple, and I'm not opposed to writing an Easter chapter of this series :D

[stayinhellevator]

Asymptopes

"We're bound to break and my hands are tied."

Synopsis: By fate's design, you had found refuge in Seungcheol's arms but now you had gone too far from the point of return, leaving the two of you secretly yearning for each other.

Pairing: Scoups X fem!Reader

Genre: Soulmate AU, Angst, Forbidden Love

Word Count: 2315

Warnings: Cuss words, fxf relationship, brief mentions of cheating technically (not reader)

Playlist: Rewrite The Stars ~ James Arthur, Anne Marie

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"Why are you avoiding me?"

All your hard work of trying to hide from Choi Seungcheol had gone to waste when you ultimately landed into his muscular arms, that latched onto your waist so tight, as if you'd vanish the minute he loosened his grip by even a finger.

Perhaps you would and he already knew.

"I'm not avoiding you. I'm protecting you."

You managed to reply, eyes darting frantically around the dancing pairs, wanting to locate your soulmate, desperate to find an excuse to escape the brown orbs of his, that were seeking answers from you.

But boy you could never resist their magnetic pull, automatically drawn towards him, as if a puzzle piece snapping into its rightful place. Like you belonged.

But you both knew you didn't.

"Protecting me? Protecting me from what? Are you even hearing yourself."

With every anguished whisper that came out of his lips, his grip on you seemed to tighten further as was the rapidly decreasing distance between your bodies, making you panic.

What if someone saw the two of you? What would they think? Worse if your respective soulmates saw you? What would they say?

And how were you going to recover from the loss of Seungcheol's warmth? All the time you had spent trying to steel yourself was for nothing? Why doesn't he understand?

"Protecting you from breaking further Seungcheol. I'm protecting both of us from more pain. The more we try to steal moments together, the harder it becomes for us to withdraw when we both know we can't be together."

You finally let out, as if agonised to be the only one holding these depressing thoughts. You wanted to reason with him; let him know that you did care and that's why you were putting a distance between you two.

His eyes seemed to soften after knowing you were as miserable without him as he without you but you knew the topic was far from over; not with how he was so stubborn when he decided he wanted something to go his way. And you were proven right when instead of letting you go, he twirled you round and brought you back in.

To the onlookers, everything should seem normal. You two were strangers who got each other as dance partners when it was a turn for exchanging them; if not for his wandering arms that caged you in with a familiarity of that of a lover; if not for your eyes doing all the talking that your mouth couldn't; if not for the chemistry between you that was hard to ignore.

And it worried you. The onlookers, the gossip-mongers, the rumours and the assumptions. You weren't a stranger to any of those. But worse was when negativities these came from the people you know. You didn't want your mutual friends or colleagues or families to see the two of you so vulnerable like this. You didn't want the drama the scandal of your affair with Seungcheol would bring to the auspicious wedding.

Seokmin didn't deserve this. Even if he was an oblivious jerk who couldn't see just how down bad your sister was for him, all her life, he was a sweetheart. He had never wronged you or your family and technically not your sister too because this was what the fate had in mind for her. So no you didn't want to ruin Seokmin's happy day.

And you can't bring yourself to even imagine what would happen if your soulmate sees the two of you like this. Would she be sad? Disappointed? Angry? Indifferent? Who knows?

Heck! Why should you even care? You were in this mess because of your soulmate, who made it extremely clear that she was in love with someone else, the day you first saw her. And that's how Choi Seungcheol first met you, completely heartbroken and helpless at the hands of his sister.

You still remember breaking down in his arms three years back when you saw your soulmate with his sister in your shared bed; she couldn't be any less empathetic that you had seen her with someone else and instead caused a scene that you breached her privacy.

Ever since then, he had been your rock, your anchor that saved you from drowning in your misery. Your soulmate would often get defensive when she saw the two of you together, because of course the bond between you two was still very much real whether you two accepted each other or not. She wouldn't let you go because then her soul would be hollow and she wouldn't be able to be with her lover.

The truth is you never even got a chance to fall in love with her, which is why her soul was still intact, even after still technically betraying you. Initially when you were bitter about the whole scenario, you wanted to stay like that until her soul started deteriorating and she ended up all hurt and alone, just like you.

But that was before Seungcheol. Your sweet shining knight in armour, who was unfortunately born without a soul bond, making it nearly impossible for him to find love as bondless souls were rare.

And like any cliche movie, as fate would have it, you soon realised that the feelings you were hoping to have for his sister started sprouting naturally for him, without even knowing when andhow. You both found love in each other and soon enough, your pathetic life didn't matter to you anymore, so long as you both had each other. And just like that, you went from nothing-to-lose rejected soul to putting-everything-at-stake for this man accepted soul.

Your otherwise nonchalant soulmate realised in no time that you were hiding something, rather someone from her, because you still hadn't punished her and your ignorance started bothering her. Now, she was always breathing down your neck, hoping to "catch you in the act".

A truly masterpiece she was. You thought it was hilarious how unfortunate you and your sister were when it came to love and soulmates. You used to sympathise with your sister as she yearned for Seokmin's reciprocal in solitude and now you weren't faring any better than her.

You sometimes wonder how your soulmate could be Seungcheol's sibling, when her brother was the most affectionate, considerate and pure-hearted person you had ever met.

A sudden prick, as if you were being watched, brought you out of your thoughts as your eyes met a woman's kind and empathetic pair. You knew her as Seungcheol's friend's soulmate, a kind person or at least as Cheol told you. She looked at you as if she knew your circumstances and you wouldn't be surprised if she did for her soulmate had been Seungcheol's friend for as long as you can remember. You trusted her to safeguard your secret but not the increasing stranger glances that were starting to notice you.

"Seungcheol I don't want your sister to see us together. I don't want any drama tonight."

You tried to negotiate but a tic in his jaw was your answer; he was annoyed that you cared about everyone but him to leave him all alone for months without any explanation.

"I don't give a fuck if she sees us and if she truly cared about drama, she wouldn't be dancing with her girlfriend like that, let alone have the audacity to bring her as a plus one."

Your face must've given your surprise at this information as Seungcheol gestured towards a corner where your soulmate was giggling in her lover's arms, without giving two cents of the place and the people around her. She didn't care if people found it odd as to why she was dancing with her 'best friend' like that when she had her soulmate with her.

Ha! If only they knew!

You could only sigh at her carelessness and turn away from the sight. This would've broken your heart if only it beat for her. But your treacherous heart raced against your wishes for her brother.

It was as if he knew what was on your mind, for his frame finally melted for the first time since he caught you as he caressed your waist and continued swaying to the soft music, refusing to change partners even when everyone else was.

You tried to snatch your hand from his and leave but his grip didn't budge even a bit as he continued moving as if nothing happened.

"Seungcheol! Why don't you understand? Your sister wouldn't take this lightly."

He took a deep breath even as his eyes glistened with tears of helplessness at the situation and yours automatically mirrored his. You just wanted to love him, freely, without any inhibitions.

Why couldn't he be your soulmate? Yours didn't want you as it is. And he was born without one. You two were meant to be. Why couldn't the world understand? Why can't it be like that?

"Why can't we run away? You and I love each other then why do we have to hide? Why can't we be together?"

The vulnerability in his voice broke your heart. You want to give this man the world yet the one thing he asks of you is forbidden for you to bring him. Why can't you keep him happy like he keeps you? Is this why your soulmate doesn't want you? Because you're so helpless and hopeless?

"Cheol!"

You could only whisper his name and cupped his face in your hands, caressing his cheeks, hoping to provide him some soothe, albeit temporary.

"If we run away, your sister's soul trauma would make me hollow and you'd end up loving me all your life while I'd end up unable to love you at all."

You expressed the only concern that was holding you back, leaving you to tolerate his sister and her double standards. Seungcheol's body stiffened once again at the reminder as his eyes filled with contempt.

"The thought of loving you all my life doesn't sound unappealing to me. I hope you know that."

A smile appeared on your face, despite the cruelty of the circumstances as you continued stroking his cheek and his chest with your other hand, right where his heart was, hoping it'd send your love straight to his heart.

"I know but I'd rather love in secret than not love you at all. My life would lose its meaning if I were to stop loving you in the future. I only want you and would want you till I breathe my last."

A tear fell down his cheek that I instantly wiped, unable to stand it as his hand made its way to the back of my neck and caressed it, leaving only an inch distance between us, raising my panic again.

"Cheol! We need to stop. We can't be doing this here."

I pushed against his chest to make space between us but he held my hand above his heart and pulled me in by my nape, resting our foreheads against each other's.

"Please stay. Don't go. Not yet."

The doubt and fragility in his feeble voice cracked my resolve and I gave in to the comfort of his arms, closing my eyes, basking in his warmth.

"This is wrong Cheol. We could be in trouble. Or we already might be in one for all we know."

A statement even I wasn't convinced with came out in whispers, hoping he'd be the stronger one of us and push me away because I couldn't, not anymore.

"Then why does it feel right?"

And just like that, any protest that I had died out on my lips, always defeated by the one, same point. Because truly, why did it feel right? Why do we feel right? Why do we feel like we belong together? Why is it so natural to love Seungcheol when the world wouldn't approve of us. Even the fate hadn't.

"I wish I knew Cheol. What I do know is that no matter what, I'd always love you and only you. And I don't know what I'd done without you in my life. You're my saviour in every sense."

And I confessed because I wanted him to know: know that even if we were born for a future that didn't belong with each other in every lifetime, I would fight for him until I can't anymore.

That even though our fate had only brought us close enough to tease us, I'm glad that it did for I had a chance of getting to call him mine and be loved equally, if not more, by him. And I'd gladly do it all over again.

A gummy smile, that had my heart racing in giddiness, broke out on his gorgeous visage, as he planted a chaste kiss on my head.

"And I love you my chosen soulmate. There's no one I'd want if not you."

And he confessed because he knew we both wanted to hear it, now more than ever, when tomorrow isn't promised. He knew that as much as he wanted to say it to me, I had wanted to hear him say it because he was my strength.

A chuckle escaped me at the irony of the situation as he imitated my reaction. It was crazy; the whole situation, us, everything was bizarre, a mess, out of bounds; but it was ours. Wherever this was, our chaotic precious mess.

I'd have him in any and all forms that I can. If only I get to be loved by him.

It's a privilege to be loved by Choi Seungcheol, even if we weren't destined to be soulmates.

And it's a relief that in the face of my sham of a soulbond, I'd always have my raw and real lover by my side for the rest of our life.

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How do you think Folio would react to the fact that the reader begins to avoid intimacy without naming the reason (she has a hormonal imbalance due to which her libido decreases for some time), and the reader is ashamed because she knows how important intimacy is for Folio

Folio is a sweetheart for a reason. Yes, intimacy is important to him, but he’s a huge fan of physical touch, especially when it comes to his partner. Once he knows what’s going on, he would be completely understanding.

At first, though, he might assume it’s him—that maybe you’re put off by him, or not interested anymore, or that he did something to upset you, and you’d watch him running around trying to make it right, doing all these sweet little things just because he cares and wants you to feel appreciated.

The moment you tell him the truth, he’d relax completely. Probably make a soft joke about how he thought you didn’t like him anymore, and then reassure you with that warm, easy understanding he’s known for.

Sure, intimacy matters to him and in a relationship, but it’s not everything. In fact, he cherishes your softer, non-intimate moments just as much.

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Signs of Progress

The below is the result of a conversation I had with ChatGPT which I edited a bit. I thought it was great and might be useful to some so wanted to share it here. These are some signs that you've made progress on this path (it expands on what Lester talks about). I think it paints a pretty good picture of what it looks like when one has progressed on this path and can be helpful to check in with yourself and your practices (although do this from a place of peace and freedom, not from ego!).

Detachment from Ego and Self-Identification

Dissolving of Personal Story: The story of “me” becomes less dominant in your thoughts. You stop identifying with past experiences, achievements, or failures, and see them as events that happened to the body-mind but not to your true self. The constant narrative of “who you are” loses its significance.

Decreased Ego Involvement: Ego-driven thoughts like “I need to prove myself” or “I must protect my image” become rare. You no longer feel the need to build an identity through actions, achievements, or relationships. When ego-driven desires arise, you notice them and let them pass without identifying with them.

Ongoing Release of Ego Concepts: You have let go of many ego-driven thoughts, beliefs, and past conditioning, recognizing them as not truly you. You can recognize when egoic thoughts or reactions arise, but instead of getting pulled into them, you watch them like passing clouds. As ego concepts arise, you continue to observe them without attachment, understanding that these are just passing mental phenomena rather than aspects of your true self. There’s a growing distance between these thoughts and your awareness, which makes it easier to remain non-identified. This ongoing process of recognizing and releasing these patterns helps you stay detached from the ego and reinforces your non-identification with it.

Not Labelling or Adding Meaning: You no longer define, label or attach significance, meaning, stories or judgments to life and its experiences—everything is seen as simply neutral. You perceive events and sensations without categorizing them as good or bad, right or wrong, this or that. This allows you to maintain a neutral and clear awareness, and engage with life directly and openly, free from the distortions of personal judgments and biases. By not attaching any meaning, you allow each moment to be experienced in its pure form.

Indifference and Non-Resistance

Emotional Detachment: You find yourself emotionally neutral, regardless of circumstances. Feelings may arise, but they pass through without sticking to you, without your involvement. This doesn’t mean apathy, but rather that you aren’t emotionally swayed by external events or your own thoughts. There’s an inner stability that isn’t disrupted by the ups and downs of life.

Consistent Indifference to Externals: You are consistently indifferent to the world’s events. This doesn’t mean you don’t care, but that the happenings of the external world don’t disturb your inner peace regardless of what happens. You watch them with detachment, knowing that they don’t define you.

Non-Resistance to Pain or Discomfort: Physical or emotional discomfort is less likely to throw you into resistance or avoidance. You recognize that pain is a passing experience, not something to be attached to or defined by, allowing you to experience it without adding suffering through mental resistance.

Presence and Flow

Living in the Now: You spend far less time in your mind thinking about the past or future. Being present in the moment becomes your default state. The mind quiets down, and you’re more present in the here and now, with fewer distractions pulling you away from the present. You find a natural ease in maintaining a calm, unobtrusive mental state.

Openness to Life’s Flow: You stop resisting life’s natural rhythm. There’s an acceptance that whatever happens is part of a greater unfolding. You trust the process, even when it doesn’t align with your preferences. You are open and allow whatever may happen, even when it brings discomfort, because you’re no longer attached to how things “should” be.

Effortlessness in Action: There’s a shift where actions become more effortless, as though life is flowing through you rather than you trying to push or force things to happen. You no longer feel the pressure of “making things happen” but instead act naturally in each moment as needed, without the stress of outcome-based thinking.

Fresh Innocence and Curiosity: You approach life with a child-like sense of curiosity, exploring experiences with wonder and without preconceived judgments. You see life with a sense of innocence and an open and fresh perspective, allowing experiences to unfold without attaching meaning or being affected by past beliefs, feelings or experiences. This allows you to experience each moment as it is—fresh and unfiltered. You engage with the world playfully and openly, treating each moment as a fresh discovery rather than through the lens of past conditioning.

Freedom without Expectations

Freedom from Expectations: You let go of expectations, both from yourself and others. Instead of being driven by future outcomes or the desire for things to go a certain way, you’re more focused on simply being and allowing life to unfold. "Your" actions are more about allowing the flow of life to happen as it does rather than controlling or predicting it.

A Growing Sense of Freedom: There’s an expanding sense of freedom, not tied to circumstances, but coming from the inner realization that you are not bound by the mind, ego, or external world. This freedom is quiet but profound, where life’s pressures and demands lose their hold over you.

Acceptance of Impermanence: You come to deeply understand that everything in the external world is transient. Rather than clinging to experiences, objects, or people, you accept that everything is in constant change. You stop resisting this fact, which results in less struggle and more inner peace.

Joy and Connection

Spontaneous Joy or Contentment: As identification decreases, you might notice a natural sense of joy, peace, or contentment arising, not because of any external reason, but simply because you’re no longer entangled with ego. This joy is subtle and doesn’t depend on outer conditions; it’s a result of being at ease with what is.

Deeper Connection to Others and Nature: As ego identification fades, you may feel a deeper sense of connection to others, not from needing validation, but from genuine compassion and empathy. You might also feel more connected to nature as the boundaries between "you" and the world soften.

Synchronicity and Harmony

Synchronicity and Flow: As you detach from controlling life and the mind, you may notice an increase in synchronicities—meaningful coincidences that feel as though life is guiding you. Life unfolds in a way that feels more harmonious, and things “just happen” without you trying to force them.

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With all due respect, "He could have built his presence as the main character of a beloved TV ship and finish his time on 911 (because it'll finish sooner rather than later) on a real high with people loving his character actually progressing and finishing his characters quest of finding love, especially off the back of all that great media attention." You've put way too much weight in how many chronically online people have any impact on this show. 9-1-1 is most likely going to get renewed and Buck will still be the fan favorite. Oliver not being a Lou warrior is not a deterrent of how the general audience see Buck.

Also, more important, why should he have to? Maybe he just wants a paycheck. It's not a fandom for him, it's just a job.

Hey Anon - it's not about fandom, it's OS building his image and maintaining relevance even beyond the show...unfortunately a significant part of his job is about people online liking him because that's where people find out about him as a person/actor and I think he could be better at it and take opportunies and captialising on them more. So yes 911 interviews are generally for the 'chronically online' and mostly hardcore buddie fans but they do build an image of him and when he goes onto a new job be that a show or movie, people hiring will check his online prescence and how he interacts with audiences, and people (not all of course but enough to matter) watching whatever he moves on to will look him up, having good interesting and a variety of media is going to go a long way to him being accepted and liked, and people being invested.

I never said he had to be a warrior for LFJ, they don't have to like each other or be best friends, they are colleagues (and that's an entirely different conversation about the treatment of cast and crew in general not just guests like LFJ and is more so on the showrunner and companies) It's about what buck as a role means for OS future career, people love a good romance and a dynamic pairing, he could have capitalised on that more in my opinion because the media hype of there, we know it was because the shows marketing utilised that right up until they didnt by putting LFJ in bts and media opportunities about the pairing where that didnt exist for other LIs, especially after the Access Hollywood segment but OS didn't really do the same, he played it safe and seems to have placated, seemed to avoid the pairing afraid to face criticism from the loud minority.

Sure he wants the paycheck but if he wants more paycheck and a new project paying the paycheck in the future he needs to keep making himself stand out, being part of a liked and somewhat unique pairing that is referenced years to come will go further (BT get listed already in media pieces for their twist/kiss/relationship etc - buddie wont cut it because it's not going to be canon and won't help his career) beloved Buck yes, I love him too but there can always be more that OS can leverage off, the pairing could have been it. And yep I agree the show will be renewed for season 9, they need to promote their spinoff but how much longer after that? Hollywood is unpredictable there is no safe acting jobs, if OS doesnt leave others definitely will its presence and ability to trend is already fading, audiences are still good but decreasing, ABC will move their timeslot and market less, he should and probably always is on the look out for what next and he should!

This was long but clearly people will take one comment and assume a lot of things. I work in the arts and have in film previously and have a lot to say about how it functions....anyway hopefully that covers everything and if you don't agree that's fine.

Also, gotta say coming into an inbox saying 'with all due respect' hardly ever holds much respect, unfortunately.

[xoxiu]

first love of late spring - ot7 x reader

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summary: falling, falling, falling- that's what you shouldn't be doing as a young intern at hybe. falling in love with your supervisor is frowned upon, especially all seven of them. you'll never learn, will you? guess you’ll just have to be their dark secret.

tags/warnings: intern!reader, poly relationships, stockholm syndrome, age regression, spanking, drug use, sugar daddy au, dubcon, body dysmorphia

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On album release day, you worked from home. Too many big thoughts invaded your mind whenever you stepped foot in the office- thoughts about the guys, in particular. You thought it best to avoid anything to do with them on their big day. 

Shaking your head, you couldn't stop thinking about them. They acted too nice, too kind, too friendly towards you. Never once did you think you deserved their affection. Yet, you found yourself yearning for it. The shy brushes of hands against each other. The way they would play with your hair, sometimes placing a soft kiss on your head. Taehyung had done that once while piss drunk, leaving you a quiet, blushing mess for the rest of the night. 

Above anything else, you wanted to be wanted. 

Your eyes wandered from the Social Blade page to your phone; it had been unusually quiet, especially considering what day it was. Picking it up, you scrolled through your contacts until you came across the name 'Min Yoongi'. You stared at the message icon for what felt like hours before sending a quick text. 

'congrats!! killer album man' 

You didn't expect an answer right away- they were all off doing promotions and whatnot. While the guys were off performing their newest single and filming other promotional content, you basically got the week off. Your workload had decreased dramatically to just "make sure everything is queued right" and it made you feel a bit guilty. Everyone was working so hard, except you. 

A ding from your phone eventually drew you away from your thoughts. 

'We just got done for the day, come by for the after-party tonight.'

After party? Why would you be invited to that? You accepted Yoongi's invitation with great thanks nevertheless. 

'That means stop by the dorm now.'

Ah. 

You quickly scrambled out of bed and started to put things into your backpack- your laptop, chargers, spare clothes, essentially an overnight bag. By now you've learned that if it was past 15:00 and you were invited over, you would end up staying the night. The choice was never really yours- you'd either pass out at some point or be forced to sleep on the couch by the time 22:00 rolled around. 

The dorm was less than a 5 minute walk away when your phone started buzzing again. You looked down to see it was Taehyung calling you. Quickly, you answered the call, hoping that plans hadn't been canceled at the very last second. 

"Hi, y/n! Are you coming over?" He asked, his deep voice full of excitement. You couldn't help but smile. 

"Yeah, I'm almost there now. What's up?" 

"We're planning on going out right now, so meet us outside the gates and we'll pick you up." Taehyung seemed to sense your confusion and discomfort and continued. "It's a small company party, so don't worry."

As expected, you could see Seokjin's car as you walked closer. Once you were spotted, the eldest waved you down. Taehyung stepped out of the passenger seat and opened the back door for you, trying his best to put on a chauffeur persona. You giggled as you were ushered into the expensive vehicle. 

"Where are we going?" You asked as you buckled yourself in. Taehyung never specified over the call, so you assumed it was a nice dinner out. 

"The club. Taehyung wanted to get wasted."

"Yeah!" Taehyung's enthusiasm confirmed Seokjin's claim. 

You didn't have much to say. Clubs weren't really your thing- it was too loud, had too many people, and was just too intense for you. Nevertheless, you didn't allow your own opinions to ruin the night for everyone else. 

The club was dark and strangely empty- you assumed the company bought it out for the night. It wasn't a traditional club- there was a bar and a dance floor with upbeat music and booths and tables to sit at. You noticed some coworkers enjoying a nice meal, while others were already settled at the bar. 

Everyone sat in a corner booth at the far end of the building. Jin placed a hand on your shoulder, attempting to lead you over to the table. Taehyung, however, immediately grabbed your hand and raced over to the bar. Before you could say anything, the older man was already ordering a plethora of drinks. 

A hand grabbed your wrist and led you away from the bar. It was Jimin, who was shaking his head in laughter. You slid in next to Hoseok, with Jimin sitting down next to you. 

"She's only been here a minute and Taehyung is already trying to get her drunk," Jimin joked. You looked around the table- a drink sat in front of everyone except Seokjin. That soon changed as Taehyung brought over another round of drinks. 

A red and orange drink was placed in front of you. You looked up at Taehyung with a smile, wanting to tell him you didn't drink much. He spoke up before you could collect your thoughts. 

"It's mostly orange juice, don't worry!" The word that caught your attention was 'mostly'. Still, you wanted to be grateful, so you took the drink. 

The atmosphere grew intimidating as time went on. More and more people entered, more drinks were had, and more hands seemed to touch you than normal. The boys were very touchy with each other, and those teasing touches soon included you. Jimin stroked your hair as he talked with the others, occasionally trying his best to braid it. For the most part, you just sat there, not saying much unless spoken to. 

All eyes felt like they were on you solely because you sat with the talent. Occasionally you would catch these glances- mainly female interns throwing the stink eye your way over how you were treated. Coworkers would come up to the table with shots for the members, and they would curiously glance at you. You were the outlier at the table, and people made it known. 

"I-I think I might go..." You said once you finished your second drink. Taehyung had lied- mostly something else in your drink made your head hurt. 

"No, don't leave me, y/n," Hoseok whined, grabbing your waist and pulling you onto his lap. You could smell the alcohol on him as he held you close. 

Everything faded as Hoseok held you on his lap- why weren't the others as shocked as you were? His arms were wrapped around your waist, and he was nuzzling your neck and no one was trying to stop him. You squirmed to try and go back to your seat, but Jimin took your place and Hoseok refused to let you go. 

"One more round and we'll head back to the dorms," Namjoon reasoned. Everyone seemed to agree, and when Jungkook returned with more drinks, you hesitantly took yours. You didn't want to ruin their special night, did you? 

You felt hot and clammy as the night went on. Between your stomach curling and your head pounding, you knew something was wrong. All you wanted to do was go home and rest. The conversation around you was a jumble of syllables and laughter, and all you could do was lean against Hoseok with your eyes closed. 

You felt him shuffle beneath you, making you open your eyes. The sudden movement only made you hurt more. You groaned out in pain as you were placed on your feet, and soon stumbled backward against the table. Seokjin picked you up off the ground, carrying you out to the car. Your head was a mess, but you could hear him and the others explaining to your coworkers how you had just drunk too much.

"Can you take me home, Jinnie? I don't feel good." You asked as Jin sat you down in the backseat of his car. He buckled you in with a chuckle and a simple response of 'later'.

————

"God, we want you so bad," Namjoon said. You sat straddling his lap, passionately kissing him. Nothing hurt and you were in paradise. 

"Take me, Daddy. God, take me, take me." You whispered in between kisses. Everything felt so good. 

A hand grabbed the back of your head, gently pulling you away from Namjoon. You looked up and saw Yoongi. 

"Joon, you know better than to do this while she's drunk."

"I'm not drunk," you playfully giggled at the accusation. "I'm completely sober."

"What's your name?" He asked you, still gripping your hair. 

"Yoongi." Yoongi sighed in response and let you go. 

"It's time to put her to bed."

[raywhitegreenvalley]

Why Choose Professional Property Management in Hinchinbrook?

A wise investment can be renting a property, but it needs a good time, expertise and commitment in order to manage it properly. Whether you have one rental home or several investment properties, professional property management in Hinchinbrook can positively impact whether or not you maintain all of them. A professional property manager can take care of you from handling tenant relations to making sure that everything is being maintained and adhered to in terms of legal compliance in order for you to make the most benefit and with the least amount of stress.

This article aims to illustrate why a property management service company, such as Hinchinbrook Property Management, is best for landlords and property investors.

Hassle-Free Tenant Management

Dealing with tenants is surely one of the most difficult aspects of owning a rental property. Everything from renting out The Landlord to handling mediations of disputes is handled by professional property managers. By doing this, you have screened out tenants who are not responsible, reliable, and who will not pay on time, or cause damage to your property and risk facing eviction.

Tenant Management Services Include:

Thorough tenant screening (background checks, employment verification, and rental history)

Lease agreement preparation and enforcement

Rent collection and financial reporting

Responding to complaints from tenants regarding work orders or complaints.

By giving these jobs to the specialists, you can avoid the issue of tenants who are challenging and at the same time ensuring a steady rental income.

Maximized Rental Income

To find the right rental price to get maximum returns and attract the tenants, it is important. Hinchinbrook Professional property managers in the know of the local rental market and will be able to work out what is the best rental rate with regards to where your property is, and its condition, and what the demand currently is for properties in the Hinchinbrook.

Secondly, they practice marketing to lessen periods of vacancy. This means you’ll appear on popular rental platforms, on social media, connecting with their network for an option of quick quality tenants.

Efficient Property Maintenance and Repairs

It’s extremely important to keep your property in good condition in order to keep and maintain the value of your property. In fact, professional property managers already have a network of trusted contractors and service providers that are available to resolve maintenance and repair issues.

Key Benefits of Professional Maintenance:

Time to repair a tenant’s request

Cost-effective repairs through long-term contractor relationships

Early property inspections to identify the potential problem areas

Safety and building rules to be complied with

Once you have such a team maintaining your property, you don’t have to worry about repairs because they will be done for you.

Legal Compliance and Risk Management

Only property owners are taxed by rental laws and regulations. With professional property management, maintain legal contracts of the tenancy law and be involved with all local and national tenancy laws as this decreases the risk of legal actions and penalties.

Legal Support Includes:

Keeping lease agreements on the right track according to legal demands

Bond lodged and return process management

Evictions in accordance with tenancy laws

Meeting the ever changing conditions of rental legislation.

By having proper legal expertise handle your property you don’t make the mistakes that blunder your investment portfolio.

Time and Stress Savings

The rental property requires constant attention and, depending on how many properties you have or how busy your job is, even takes some time. The best way of benefiting from the passive income is to hire a property manager and leave the day to day of the property to it. With an experienced property manager you get the most out of the passive income generated by your property.

Working with professionals to collect rents, handle maintenance, communicate with tenants, and sort out legal issues such as rent evasion means you need not worry about the investment.

Increased Property Value Over Time

A property that is good is managed will hold its value, and it might appreciate over a period of time. Maintained on a regular basis, repaired when they break and held up by high quality tenants, your investment will be successful forever. Property managers are also able to give insights around property upgrades or renovations to increase rental value and appeal to a better tenant.

So when choosing professional property management in Hinchinbrook, you will discover several benefits to choosing such service, including hassle free tenant management, increased rental income and legal compliance. Whether you are a first time landlord, or an experienced investor, to most people property management seems like a daunting task that you might be able to do yourself.

If you want a firm to take care of all your rental property then choosing a trusted real estate agency that offers expert property management services in Hinchinbrook is the best option. Let the professionals handle the details and take advantage of any financial rewards of property investment with no hassle.

For more info visit here:- real estate in Hinchinbrook

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Opting for Best Sexologist Low Libido Treatment in Patna, Bihar Dr Sunil Dubey

Dubey Clinic: A Certified Ayurveda and Sexology Clinic in India

Struggling with reduced sexual desire and looking for sexologist doctor for personalized treatment and guidance, then read it...

Conditions of low libido in a person:

If you feel that your libido has decreased, then you are definitely suffering from weak or fragile erection and ejaculation problems (early or late discharge). This is a common condition or state of sexual desire where a person does not feel aroused, excited and does not have the desire for sexual activity. In fact, sexual hormonal imbalance is a common thing in this condition. As we know the sexual response cycle is based on four phases such as desire, arousal, orgasm and resolution. In case of low libido in a person, the first phase gets disturbed. Generally, men have more sexual drive than women, so, this is indeed a difficult situation for men, but this sexual problem can affect either men or women.

World famous Ayurvedacharya Dr. Sunil Dubey, who is a specialist in the Ayurvedic treatment of complete male and female sexual problems, says that out of 100 people (sexual patients), about 20 people are struggling with their sexual problems in the form of low libido before the age of 40 in India. It is really a matter of concern that people who are suffering from sexual problems avoid or ignore consulting a sexologist doctor. For the past 35 years, Dr. Sunil Dubey is the best clinical sexologist in Patna, Bihar, providing his comprehensive Ayurvedic treatment to people across India through on-call and in-clinic means. He says that low libido is a combination of physical and psychological sexual disorder, where the person needs to consult a specialist to deal with his problems. He provides guidance, counseling and treatment to overcome your entire sexual problems.

Understanding the sexual response cycle and changes in the body:

Dr. Sunil Dubey says that the sexual response cycle works in four phases, where a person is associated with his excitement, plateau, orgasm and resolution. Both men and women experience all these phases during their sexual activity, although the timing may vary. The first stage of the sexual response cycle is related to the desire, emotion, and arousal of the individual. Here, low libido affects this first stage where the individual has no desire for sexual activity. Neither does he get excitement nor does he achieve orgasm.

Common Causes of Low Libido in a person:

Our world-renowned sexologist Dr Sunil Dubey shares his experience of doing sexual consultations with people with low libido; he notices some common factors. About 90 out of 100 people report these factors as they are struggling with these conditions. These common factors for low libido are listed below:

Relationship problems between both partners (whatever the case may be)

Struggling with chronic stress, depression and anxiety in life

Certain sexual problems or health concerns such as erectile dysfunction

Fluctuations in hormonal levels such as low testosterone levels

Comprehensive Treatment for Low Libido through Ayurveda:

In today's online or technological era, everything is available on mobile phones or the internet. Actually, when you search for your need on the internet, you see some results. But in medical cases, there is a doctor or counselor who guides you in the right way. Dr. Sunil Dubey says that some names of Ayurvedic medicines like Ashwagandha, Shatavari, Shilajit, Safed Musli, Jaiphal, Kapikacchu and Tribulus Churna are helpful in increasing libido in a person.

Here, the role of an experienced Ayurvedic doctor is very important for those who are struggling with their sexual problems. Firstly, the Ayurvedic doctor must be qualified and experienced in this Ayurveda and sexology medical profession. Secondly, his knowledge and experience are influential for this Ayurvedic treatment and problem-solving. Most importantly, how influential his sexual counseling is for the patients.

He practices at Dubey Clinic every day and treats around 35-40 patients. All the professionals at Dubey Clinic help patients who want to overcome their sexual problems under the holistic approach of Ayurveda. He provides clinically proven Ayurvedic medicine, effective sexual counseling, medical examinations, behavioral therapy, stress management techniques, dietary change advice and home remedies to deal with their sexual disorders. Both local and outpatients visit this clinic to get a consultation with him. He helps all of them finding the underlying conditions of problems providing safe treatment.

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8 Less Noticeable Habits that Less Successful People Possess

Some of our unconscious habits can have bad impacts on our lives, and sometimes, it's the tiny, apparently insignificant drills that can fully harm our productivity. Such small, obscure habits can add up to develop a pattern of self-destructive behavior that threatens our potential happiness.

Want to know some less noticeable habits making a negative impression on your well-being? Discover 8 unconscious habits that less successful people possess.

1. Using negative body language

Yes, negative body language can have severe effects on your mental well-being and overall happiness. Have you paid attention what happens when you crossed your arms, or avoid eye contact during you talk to others? Perhaps you didn't realize it, but the truth is, people really perceive us by our non-verbal cues.

Plenty of us don't pay attention that our body language can convey confidence, hate, love, friendliness and hostility. Our terms with others can be greatly affected, if we fail to send right cues through our non verbal manners. If you are not careful about your body language, you'll fail to exhibit positive signals such as maintaining eye contact, wearing a humble smile, showing yourself attentive etc. your value and potential are likely to be overlooked.

2. Procrastination

Procrastination is very common behaviour among individuals, especially young generation. Putting tasks on delay can result in unmet deadlines and lost opportunities of growth. Beware!

Procrastination is the killer of productivity. It slowly consumes your energy, curiosity and passion to achieve success. Not doing your work on time consumes some of your golden chances to attain success.

The weight of overdue tasks destroy motivation putting pressure on your mind, entangling you in self-doubt and eroding your confidence. You can't enjoy your journey of self-growth untill you hate procrastination. I wish you are not in those 20% of us who are called chronic procrastinators, but if this happens, there's good news that you can overcome this ill habit.

Stay energetic to manage your tasks efficiently before deadlines. Don't allow distractions to minimize your growth opportunities. Foster a dedicated work ethic without neglecting refreshment breaks such as power naps, brief pauses etc.

3 Not setting boundaries

Well, you might love someone a lot, and value certain individuals in your family or workplace. But you should also make sure you are doing well with everything. It requires to take care of yourself in various aspects, it means setting boundaries. For instance, you love spending time with others, but you also need a bit of solitude to refresh and collect your thoughts.

We all look for 'Me Time' to measure our value and productivity. Setting boundaries is important in order to save you from getting overwhelmed, losing your focus and avoiding your own needs and goals. You might say no to a coffee proposal, or want to leave a gathering early leading others to become annoyed, but be aware that you are respecting your boundaries.

4. Checking phone excessively

How do you feel when find someone repeatedly checking phone? Do you feel as if the person is expecting a call from Cristiano Ronaldo? Do you remember any of those people who can't refrain from checking their phone every two minutes. Are you yourself addicted to this?

Warning: it may not seem that bad to you, but others find it irritating. You can be judged as one of those phone zombies!

Well, it's not fun to constantly check your phone with the purpose of scrolling through your feeds, expecting a new text from a chat thread or looking for new notifications. This unconscious habit can cause adverse effects on relationships with others as well as your overall well-being.

If you hear the research,excessive phone use can decrease productivity by up to 40% . Furthermore, the relentless stream of notifications and distractions, can induce a state of divided attention, fragmenting concentration and rendering task completion increasingly difficult. This behavior can strain relationships and erode social bonds, as constant phone-checking can be perceived as rude, dismissive, or inattentive to those around you. To reduce these negative impacts, consider designating phone-free zones, particularly during social events.

5. Comparing yourself to others

Have you ever caught yourself comparing your life to others? There are individuals who constantly measure themselves against others. Those who are aware of their personal well-being, understand that comparing themselves to others can be unhealthy for their mental and emotional aspects. They know that it can lead to feelings of inefficacy, low confidence and even depression.

Intelligent individuals know better, they don't compromise their self-worth and life satisfaction by undermining their unique selves. Instead, they strongly concentrate on their own life, their own journey and their own growth. While comparing yourself to others can sometimes motivate you, doing it too much can actually make you demotivated and consequently hamper your successful.

6. Not seeking feedback

Have you ever reflected on your progress feeling like you're not meeting your own expectations? Did you ever feel that you are not really learning or growing? That happens with so many of us and not asking for feedback from anyone, can lead to adverse consequences. Sometimes, we avoid asking for feedback because we feel afraid of negative opinions

But, not asking for feedback can be a problem holding you back from learning and advancing. Avoiding to ask for feedback prevents you from receiving constructive criticism which can be helpful in recognising areas of improvement. Ask for feedback more often without being afraid of people hanging dark clouds over your head. Positive feedback motivates you to grow even stronger while negative feedback can spark determination to prove others wrong.

7. Not building your connection

Neglecting relationships can cast far-reaching outcomes. It can lead to a lack of meaningful connections, missed chances for personal and professional growth, and no sufficient support network, a crucial thing that could be a game changer.

Be aware of negative impact of poor relationship management. Failing to build and maintain a good network, can limit our growth. You might have noticed that when you are connected with others, you feel better, more confident and properly facilitated. It never seems wise to neglect building network and lose out meaningful links, guidance, advice, and experiences. Maintaining a healthy network matters a lot, it's a secret key to unlock your happiness.

8. Not being passionate about your mental health

Have you ever think whether you passionately prioritize your mental health or not? Are you enough enthusiastic about taking self-care?

Unfortunately, many of us know that we face stressful situations and can sufficiently handle it. That's fairly okay, however, there is intense need to prioritize our mental wellness. A happy life isn't just about managing stress, rather, it is about cultivating a happy and healthy mind which remains unaffected of negative experiences. We need to be always keen to maintain good mental health and keep our energy levels always high. If not so, emotional situations will slow our productivity down.

It is essential to adopt small but consistent changes in your routine, or our mental health journey will meet a roadblock. To begin with, setting a fixed time aside every day for personal care, either meditation, exercise or simply walking, can be effective. Remember, if you don't keenly mind your mental well-being, you'll miss to live through a brighter sense of clarity and purpose.

[shortblackk]

Repairing a toxic relationship can be complex and difficult.

It can be done, but by the time most people realise their relationship has turned toxic, it's too late...

But identifying if you're in a toxic relationship can be even more difficult because it's hard to see it when you're on the inside.

There are many traits and many faces of a toxic relationship.

A beautiful relationship can turn toxic even when there's still love.

The lack of trust and respect begins to turn into anger and resentment.

A toxic relationship is when they always bring up your past mistakes and continue to judge you and punish you for them even though you've taken steps to fix things.

A toxic relationship is when they show no empathy towards you and don't care about your feelings or the way they make you feel.

A toxic relationship is when they constantly break your trust, breach your privacy, and knowingly do things that are disrespectful towards you and that they know upsets you.

A toxic relationship is when they are selfish and self centered; everything is always about them.

A toxic relationship is when they want you to make them a priority but they won't treat you like a priority in their life.

A toxic relationship is when they won't communicate with you and when they do, they don't communicate with any sort of level of emotional maturity.

A toxic relationship is when they never apologise or take accountability for their mistakes or wrong doings and they make everything your fault by deflecting, blame-shifting, projecting, and turning things around to make you feel guilty for something they've done.

A toxic relationship is when they neglect and manipulate you by deliberately withholding what they know to be your love languages; such as giving affection, spending time together, and communicating openly, honestly, and effectively.

A toxic relationship is when they constantly put you down, make you feel worthless, and tell you that you're not capable.

A toxic relationship is when everything you do right is negated by that one thing you do wrong; they will continue to remind you of this over and over. They will make out like everything you ever do is wrong and you can't ever get anything right.

A toxic relationship is when they make you feel guilty for bringing up how you feel or how they upset you, they always turn it into and argument and blame what they did on something that you did.

A toxic relationship is when you don't feel emotionally safe, and you're too scared to express how you really feel because you know they will become angry and defensive instead of acknowledging what they did and trying to make things better.

A toxic relationship is when they deliberately hide things from you or do things behind your back. They do this in a secretive and deceptive manner to avoid you finding out what they're really up to.

A toxic relationship is when they have deteriorated your support network, restricted or significantly deteriorated your finances, and their abuse has deteriorated your mental health.

A toxic relationship can cause a significant decline in both your mental health and your physical health.

A toxic relationship will increase your depression, anxiety, fear, anger, stress; and decrease your happiness and feelings of self-worth, confidence, and self-esteem.

The way you feel is important.

The way someone makes you feel is important.

If someone really loves and and really cares about you, and they value the relationship; they will work together with you to make things better again.

But if someone doesn't respect you enough to make you feel respected, safe, heard, and loved; they've already shown you what you mean to them.

And if that's the case, then don't waste your heart, your tears, and your health on them any longer...

[otomelavenderhaze]

In the world there's, besides two genders, another 3 sub genders: betas, more than 50% of the population, and the rarest Alphas and Omegas.

Betas are the neutral gender: they don't get influenced by pheromones and they don't have any increase or decrease in their physical constitution that would set them apart. They're most of the population. And in some canons they can get pregnant, but the chances are really slim and normally would be from an Alpha. Betas cannot be marked, they cannot forge a bond, they do not have a soul bond and they cannot forge one through sex or biting like an Alpha and an Omega would. Betas do not experience ruts.

Even if in some headcanons you can find drugs that can make Betas experience something like a rut.

Marks are what partners do to forge a bond, a soul bond is a bond that is already forged and that an Omega and an Alpha simply, like the name implies, share a deep, almost soul-like connection despite their personal feelings for one another. Without a mark, a bond cannot be made, and a soul bond needs also a mark to definitely be what it is - for the connection to become final.

In some headcanons, a bond can be broken, even if it's a bond between a soul bond, in others, the soul bond is the ultimate bond, therefor a normal bond can only be broken by a soul bond.

Ruts are states in which Omegas and Alphas get monthly or even from two and two months, depends, in which they feel an increase of sexual drive, mostly it's for mating and produce children, but also it's a state in which both of them can get easily dominated by pheromones. If an Alpha and an Omega experience each other's rut, they can also experience their own, losing completely their minds or most of it.

During a rut, an Alpha have more stamina and sperm, meanwhile an Omega becomes weak (sometimes it's said they also get a boost of stamina too, depends on the headcanon of each autor) and they become more fertile.

That's why taking suppressants is so important to both Alphas and Omegas, to avoid children bearing, sexually transmitted diseases and unwanted bonds - the Alpha in special can, in their rut, to make the Omega more submissive, mark him in a heated moment. Betas do not experience ruts therefor they don't need suppressants.

Back at what Alphas and Omegas are:

Alphas are the top of the chain; above Omegas and Betas in everything, they're stronger, smarter, charming, tall, handsome/beautiful and all society love them. They're the leaders of the pack, the provider, and they tend to dominate their partners, be jealous and possessive, they also can be possessive with their Beta partners and another Alphas.

It's said also that Alphas can experience long and intense ruts, with the solemn objective of produce children.

In case of relationships between Alphas, there's the possibility of fight for domination between them, but normally, one of the Alphas can fit right into the submissive part just to keep their partners to themselves. You can say it's a defensive mechanic. Because Alphas hate sharing more than any other sub gender.

Omegas are the submissive ones; they're constantly in rut and, depending in what kind of story you reading, they're considered small, gorgeous, seductive, harmless, defenseless and always depending on Alphas. Some Omegas cannot have their rut subdue just with medicine, therefor, they can be looked down upon from Betas and Alphas.

I have read plenty of mangas and manhwas in which the Omega is well build, as strong as Alphas and Betas, and that their ruts do not ruin their lives, however, mostly media, hints are the fact that Omegas do not have control over their lives and always become a thing which Alphas can pray upon or use whatever they want. There's some Omegas that will never accept that, and they CAN find meaningful relationships with Betas. I never really saw an Omega with another Omega, but it can happen, since some Omegas can display the same behavior as Alphas.

The only big difference is that female or male Alphas can produce children with female or male Betas and Omegas, however, Betas can produce children with another Betas if they're from different genders, for Alphas the gender is not important, female Alphas can produce children with female Omegas or even, I think, male Omegas.

Male Omegas have ruts just like female Omegas and they can carry children as well. However, in some headcanons, a male Omega pregnancy is shorter than a normal pregnancy and they grow a belly but not as big as a woman would.

Omegas that have a bond or a soul bond stop producing pheromones that attrach other Alphas and if they get sexually assaulted or even engage in consensual intercorse with a Beta or an Alpha that isn't their mate, they can experience physical illness and reject them despite their personal feelings.

Bonds can also trigger each other's ruts whenever they get close or when they get in that time in the month, however, in some headcanons, the pheromones can or cannot be sensed by other's outside of that bond. In some headcanons THEY CAN produce pheromones that will attract others that aren't their partners, ruts not always get suppressed by bonds.

However, some writers do make bonds or soul bonds capable of stabilize an Omega's rut and make them unattractive to other Alphas and Betas.

Alphas can fight for the same mate, even Betas can fight with another Alphas for a mate, ultimately it has some to do with instincts but also feelings.

Ah, a Beta can step in and help an Alpha and an Omega with their ruts/heats, some headcanons say that a Beta cannot satisfy them, but most headcanons say that a Beta can - or at least the ones I have read.

A rut normally is the term of that period for an Alpha, meanwhile a heat is for an Omega. Nowdays I don't see much distinction that's why I forgot.

Despite Betas not being able to forge or get a bond, or a soul bond, neither experience ruts/heats, neither get under the influence of pheromones like Omegas or Alphas would, and in some headcanons, they can't produce children either - they still can have a mate, someone they cherish and be cherish by their own mate.

In some headcanons, an Alpha CAN fight against a soul bond or even a heat from an Omega and resist it, to pick their own mate, even if that's hurtful and go against their own nature. An Omega can also fight against it and win - to be with another partner and still have fulfillment. Normally that happens when the Alpha and the Omega have a partner Beta.

A soul bond can be forged even if an Alpha and an Omega hate each other, and even if they have sex, they can still hate each other, even if they're marked and they're mates, the bond and soul bond have nothing to do with feelings even if they can eventually influence feelings.

I think I covered everything.

hey gang. give me your best shot at explaining omegaverse lore. its for science.

[kokomiin]

I didn't want to have to do this but I am currently being harassed by somebody I worked for with no sign of letting up, so here it is. Some of you might remember me working on an RPG called Moonatic since last month. I was contacted by this person in early December to be the artist for the game, after seeing how many people were working on it I decided to accept, but everyone involved was working out of goodwill under the promise that we would eventually be paid. I was encouraged by the director to work at maximum capacity every day, I am aware that I have an especially fast art output compared to some people, but this still takes work and energy as I am a human being. If I was only able to complete one piece in a day, he would comment on that being "a shame" and would point out if I finished my work day earlier than him due to exhaustion even if I had actually gotten things done. I kept working hard every day because I genuinely believed in the project and thought this kind of crunch wouldn't be permanent, and I didn't want to cause friction between myself and the director by complaining which I now realise was a huge mistake. Whenever I took a day off I had to announce it, there was no set schedule and I believe he would have me working every day if possible.

My friends can attest to the decrease in my physical and mental health before I even realised how I was being affected by this. The director also initiated a friendship with me as well as me being his employee, I accepted but over time personal boundaries were crossed, he made judgements about some things in my personal life and just two days ago, the day before I decided to resign, he implied a romantic interest in me knowing full well that I'm in a relationship. This was a breaking point for me and I had to reevaluate everything, after discussing with many people I decided it was best for everyone if I left. But when I gave the director my resignation, explaining to him the stress I was under and how I was uncomfortable with how he spoke to me, but that I would still let them use my work for the project, he immediately reacted with a mental spiral, blamed me for the project failing and even now still refuses to contact me directly.

A few weeks ago he insisted on purchasing a VR Headset for me, which I declined multiple times due to the cost and because I didn't ask for it in the first place, but around my birthday when he kept insisting I decided to accept, considering it my compensation for the month's worth of free labour I had done. I drew many character design sheets, environments, a comic, promotional artwork, helped to finish the trailer's storyboard and had begun animating it, with only a few days of breaks. I left the project because of stress and a lack of personal boundaries that were caused by him, and now this person is spamming me with payment requests to give him back the money for this gift. He claims it as a work tool, but when we talked about him getting it for me he treated the 'work' aspect as an excuse and said he really wanted to hang out with me in VR after work. Now he is declaring it as a work tool that needs to be repaid if not shipped back. A VR headset is not at all a necessary tool for this project, which is an RPG game developed in game maker.

I'm genuinely afraid about what else this person might do as he is blaming me for the project failing as though it was my own, and refusing to take responsibility for his treatment of me. If you are an artist, in the future please avoid any company with the name Andel in it. If I end up being forced to pay back the price of my free labour :') I'll open emergency commissions, ok?

screenshots under the cut (i'm pretty shaky right now so I forgot to add some, the ones related to my resignation have been added now)

[freshstartbaby]

SAME HEARTS, DIFFERENT PLACES.

Here I Come - Trevor Jackson

Romy was not having it. She was not feeling it at all. Her mood was decreasing to hell minutes by minutes. The night had began so good.

The brown woman decided to be daring for the New Eve night. She did the best brushing she could on her slick press natural hair. Romy took her time doing her make up by following step by step the tutorial she found earlier. Put on the red dress she always was afraid to wear because of her curves. She even had found the perfect heels to wear all night, embracing her feminity and being comfortable. She was feeling good and looking good. Who thought all the work she began earlier this year would have pay so much. Taking care of her mental et physical health was her biggest flex this year. And she was proud of it, as she should. Romy just wanted to enjoy the condo party with her friends, dance, sing, eat and drink. Was it too much to ask ?

She knew it was too much when she saw Florian greating people here in there after entering the place. That is why she hated party like that, you could never know who could be there and damn he was the last person Romy wanted to see tonight.

She find a way to escape the room before he could reach her area without making it too obvious. Once she got to the kitchen, she closed the door behind her and she settled, or hide as you rather, there for the next minutes. Pouring herself a drink she shook her head left to right. How the well could he be there ?

Romy had a friend, Patricia. They were kind of close. Close at a level that Romy did invite Patricia to her family house one summer. Patricia had a boyfriend, Florian, he was a nice person and a good looking man. Romy always found they were a cute couple and never engage the conversation with Florian without Patricia being the main topic. Matter fact, she was the type of girl bringing her man everywhere she was, so every time there was something planned he was there. It didn’t bother Romy at all, he was a cool guy and they liked making fun of each other. They were cool.

Until Romy’s relationship ended. When she was a single girl again, there was a switch in Patricia behavior. Everytime Florian was talking to Romy, Patricia felt this fear and rage in her stomach, like she was going to get played. In her side, Romy didn’t change anything, answering him when he was talking to her, clapping back when he tried to make fun of her. Everything was going well until Patricia took Romy grab a coffee.

Romy was hurted by the confession. Truly. From her pov, she didn’t crossed any line and never had bad attention towards them. She couldn’t believe her friend was thinking she could steal her man. She didn’t really know what was pissing her the most ? Her friend not turning to her boyfriend to handle the issue or the fact that she has becoming a potential treat since she was not in a relationship. Even if she stayed very calm and tried to understand her « friend », Romy was furious.

But it was ok, because Patricia was honest, show her true face and Romy naturally remove herself from this situation. At least she tried, Florian kept reacting to her posts, sending her messages, even invited her to his birthday. Did he had the same note ? She kindly decline everything. Even if he hadn’t do anything and she was missing him a little, she didn’t want to be this type of girl.

They bumped to each other at a party and Romy did her best to avoid any interaction. Florian tried to talk to her multiple times during the event but she was more than distant, not even looking at him directly during the few interactions they had. It left him a sour feeling for days.

One night Florian came to Romy’s place without any warning. More than surprised, she didn’t know if she could let him come inside, when he insisted that he will not be long. She let him a minute to cover herself and proposed him a glass of water, the redness of his cheeks was warning her, he was looking mad. Romy looked at him at the other side of the room.

Florian wanted to know if she would tell him if something was wrong. He could feel she was distant for months and from the conversation just had with his girlfriend, he totally understand why. He had a lot of affection for Romy, and for months, he felt pushed away by her. He had long nights wondering what he had done wrong.

« I thought we were friends, why you didn’t told me what happened ? » he said with a lot of deception in his voice.

Romy couldn’t believe it. Was him also going to blame her ? Goosebumps show up on her skin feeling the tone he was using. She didn’t know she could decepointed him and deeply she didn’t wanted to. But damn what was wrong with them two, was she the base of all their issues ?

« Ok first of all, you can not come at my place like that. Second, Florian you’re a nice guy but you are Patricia’s boyfriend, we’re just friend by affiliation. »

« Friend by affiliation ? «  he said laughing nervously at the sentence. Romy only nodded at his reaction discovering this side of him. « Your friend by affiliation is worried about you since this summer. Your friend by affiliation was wondering if he had done something wrong and was trying to be there for you. Romy I was truly worried about you. » Florian said again with concern on his face and walking toward her.

Now that he was less than a step from her, she didn’t answered just looked away. She was at her place, she couldn’t show any weakness. Even she deeply wanted to talk to him all this time, she wouldn’t let herself in that position.

« Look at me when I’m talking to you. » Florian said towing her and moving her head to face his grabbing her chin.

« Your girlfriend asked me to step back. That’s what I did ! Obviously she didn’t asked you the same thing ! » Romy said out of frustration, her voice got a little loud

« Do not scream at me. » he whispered not breaking the eye contact and squeezing her cheeks « Why didn’t you told me about that ? »

« Because.»

« Because what ?» he said motivated to have answers to all his questions

« Florian it is between me and Patricia ! » Romy said removing Florian’s hand from her face

« But it’s about me ! »

« So what ? Handle this with your girl ! »

« Oh yeah ? You want me to handle this with my girl ? »

« Exactly. »

« Like there is nothing going on between us ? » Florian said pointing at them.

Romy dismissed the last sentence, went to the fridge grabbing a bottle of water. She needed to stay hydrated for what was coming next. She was ready to burn him alive. She couldn’t believe he had the nerves to say that, out loud.

« Florian what are you talking about ? » she said putting her forearms on the kitchen island. This time her voice was collected. She didn’t want her emotions to have the best of her. They were on a touchy subject.

« I’m talking about us, being close, taking news, appreciating, supporting each other and teasing each other for like 3 years and you shutting it down without any valid explanation. You’re out there trying to make me feel like I’m crazy and making things up. What we had ? It was real.» Florian said sitting in front of Romy

« I never teased you. » she said wanting to be clear on that point

« Not in a sexual way. »

« What you need to understand, is that your girl think I’m going to take you away from her. And I think even before telling you anything, she blamed me. I was hurted. I took my distance. Period blank. »

« Period blank my ass. You took your distance from her and and from me. That’s not fair. »

« Florian do your ear yourself ? » she said squeezing her eyes.

« You are acting like you don’t care at all. Like I don’t matter to you. »

Romy looked at her hand on the island. She didn’t know what to tell or what to do.

The thing is, she didn’t have any love feelings for Florian. But once Patricia came at her, she rewind a lot of situations trying to see if she had done anything wrong. And the more situations played back in Romy’s head, the more she was questioning herself. Was she attracted to him ? Did she ever flirted with him ? Did she cared about him ? How would she had react if he ever made a move at her ? Why having news from him was so important during all this time ? She felt like the line between being friendly and more than that was blurring. She buried any inappropriate feelings she could have for Florian long time ago, for a good reason. And here he was saying all that scandalous things.

« Do I matter to you Romy ? » he asked soothing her

« Please Florian, don’t do that. »

« You matter to me. » he said taking one of her hand in his.

Florian left Romy’s place at the sunrise.

They talked all night. About so many subjects, how they felt, Patricia, Romy’s ex, their proper job, they had a lot to catch up after months without a real conversation. Florian didn’t have a real answer from Romy, but he knew he matted to her. Even if it was just a little portion, it was enough. He understood she wasn’t in a good position, it was maybe selfish of him but he didn’t want to let her go. Even if both of them valued loyalty at a very high level, the things Florian was feeling for that girl was messing everything up.

« You need to go Flo. » Romy said realizing what time it was.

He sat up, put on his jacket and touched slowly his beard « so wassup ? » Florian asked her really not knowing how it’s going to be

« What do you mean ? »

« You gon keep left me on read and avoiding me ? »

« There is no reason for us to keep contact Florian, I know you understand that. » Romy said trying to suppress the sorrow in her voice

Florian wanted to ask her if it was over. But he just nodded in acceptance realizing he wasn’t worth enough for Romy to change her mind.

« Give me a last hug. » Florian asked whispering.

Romy was staring at the sky through the window. If she gave him this hug, it was over. In less than 4 hours, he had waking up things she recklessly took months to hide. Florian stood her up on her feet, determined to have his hug.

Time stopped when his strong arms were locked around Romy’s body. He will definitely not be the one letting go first. He took the opportunity to smell her sweet unique essence a last time. When he pecked her right cheek, the skin was wet and salty. Romy wiped her cheeks rapidly not wanting to crack in front of him. Florian took his time looking at her pretty face before kissing her lips.

The shared kiss was caring and sincere, it turned way more sensual and needy in less than 2 minutes. Masks were falling hard. All the long speech were empty, they wanted each others. Romy stopped Florian feeling his hands touching her back skin underneath the sweatshirt she had put on few hours ago. She didn’t had the guts to go this far. He looked at her eyes a last time before kissing her forehead and left.

A year passed after that night. Romy didn’t tell about it to anyone. She kept it to herself kind of ashamed. She didn’t eared a word from Florian and she didn’t reach him either. But a lot of things happened. From what Romy eared, Patricia and Florian were over. Gossips was saying that Romy was the main reason. Street talks so much that she decided that if neither Patricia or Florian had the balls to confront her about that she will not even give it a chance to make it an issue. Approaching her 30´s Romy wanted something better for herself. She met two potential partners, it didn’t work out the way she wanted but it wasn’t a big deal. She had roof above her head, a job, was close to her family, had remove herself from nasty friendship, life was good.

The thing is, she wasn’t prepared to see Florian. Deeply she didn’t want to see him again. After all theses months, she understood that she had developed strong feelings for him and kept them on the low. Romy had this bad habit since middle school, used to be pushed away by guys she liked because of how she was looking.

Now, there they were, in the same place, one year after the scandalous kiss. She was panicking.

« Girl what are you doing in the kitchen ! You are missing all the bangers, I was looking for you when the DJ played Liquorice ! » Natacha, one of Romy best friends, said entering in the kitchen like a tornado « Hey you ok ? » she said once she saw the expression on Romy’s face.

She didn’t have the time to answer when Florian stepped in the room and looked at her. Romy’s mouth closed immediately. She could feel her heartbeat buzzing in her ears. She collected the energy she had and finally looked at him with a micro smile.

« Hi. » she waved

Natacha frowned at the simple word. The last time these too were in the same room, the mood was more light and warm. Now she felt like there was a unsaid tension and definitely felt like she should leave them. She found an excuse and left the room, letting Florian closing the door behind her. He came back toward Romy, sit on a chair near her and grabbed hers before pulling it closer to him. The motion made Romy shuttered before she exhaled deeply. She looked at him, taking her time. He was looking at her with his signature smile before licking his pink lips.

Romy’s eyes ran away another time and she quickly bite her inside cheek. For the small seconds she looked at him, she had the time to process how beautiful he was. His hair were freshly cut like always. He let his beard grow and blond hair were picking in it. Knowing him a little, Romy thought he would have wear an all black outfit for the night, but he had a immaculate white polar textured jacket on. The piece was giving him a warm aura and awaked a need of big hug inside Romy’s heart.

« Hi. » Florian finally said chuckling

« Why are you laughing ? » she asked

« It’s good to see you, I’m happy.» he answered passing a finger on his right eyebrow.

« Mmmh. »

« Are you happy to see me Romy ? » she nodded without any conviction, there he was again asking her things

« Mmh ? You were so happy to see me that you run away from the living room. » he said laughing before putting a chopstick in his mouth

« I did not runaway, I had to take a call. » Romy said laughing too. Yea using humor was going to save her tonight.

« Yea ? Who was it ? » Florian asked knowing she was lying

« My mum. »

« Oh my mother in law ? How is she ? » Romy couldn’t hold back but kissed her teeth earring Florian referring to her mum. It wasn’t funny. Taking few sips of her drink she decided just not to answer.

« I’m teasing you «  he continued feeling that Romy stoped talking « not in a sexual way » he said mimicking hisself saying the the same thing he told her a year ago.

Romy’s eyes grew bigger having the reference « YOU NEED TO-« 

« What are you drinking ? Could you pour me a drink ? » Florian said cutting her without giving her a chance to clap back. He was smiling and confident, only playing with his chopstick and keeping a strong eye contact with her.

Romy looked at him like crazy. Did he ate a lion before coming ? He was out of control.

« Are you drunk ? » she asked concerned, she wanted to know if he was just really bold or under any substance. He only shook his head right to left with a rise eye brow. He wasn’t drunk at all. He was just goin hard about how he really felt.

« Can I have a drink ? Please ? » he asked again

Romy turn back and face the island. She scanned the table looking for something he could like. She thought about rum coke but her eyes felt on a beer bottle. That’s what he will have. Grabbing the beer bottle she took a lighter on the island and opened the bottle like he taught her years ago. It was becoming natural now

« Mhhh, you still got the method. » Florian clapped is hands, remembering how much it was hard to learned that to Romy

Romy shook her head staying silent and giving the bottle to Florian before letting her back sticked the island.

He took a first sip looking at her before talking again « You look amazing, I love that dress on you. » he said taking her body entirely. Words didn’t need to be said about how he felt about her body.

Crossing her arms, Romy undid her motion and put her hands on the island still facing him. She needed to accept compliments she was receiving. So she replied a simple « Thank you Florian. » not that it didn’t affect her, but he was toying her more than she could handle tonight. She was already out of breath in her head.

« The backless, the color, you’re glowing, you put a red dress because you know it’s my favorite color right ? » he said laughing before taking another sip of his beer and wiking at her.

Romy wanted to roll her eyes but she frowned her eyebrows a second while crossing her arms.

« How are Flo ? » she genuinely asked.

Florian’s smile fade a little before he put down the beer bottle. He tried to put back a smile on his pink lips before sliding the chopstick between them again.

« Do you really want to know ? » he replied looking at her in a curious serious voice.

« I just asked you. »

« I don’t know, I’m not sure you really care about me. « 

Romy took her bottom lips between two of her fingers. He was mad at her. He was still mad at her since last time. She was the one who was supposed to be mad. But the tone he used didn’t sit well in Romy’s ear. She looked briefly at the closed door and took few step toward him.

She grabbed Florian’s hand how was on his left thighs and sat there looking straight in front of her. The warmth of his hand didn’t affected her because she was too nervous. His hand find naturally it way on her back, grabbing her slightly. He was kind of surprised about this move but he was willing to see where this conversation was going.

« You know I always mean what I say-«  Romy started still not looking at him

« Well it will be really sad if it was true.» he cut her again, removing his hand from her back to put one piece of hair behind her ear.

« And why that ? »

« Because you said I didn’t matter to you. »

« I never said that. » Romy said breaking the silence who took quickly place between them by grabbing his hairy chin and looking at him directly

« And you didn’t say it either. »

« Florian, how have you been ? Just answer the damn question ! » she said tired of this conversation, it was absolutely going nowhere

« I’m ok Romy. » looking away and chewing his chopstick

« That’s it ? You’re ok. Not fine. Not bad, just ok ? » Florian just nodded his head turning back his face to her but this time looking at her glossy lips.

« Well alright, I’m glad you’re ok. » she said playing with the fabric of his white jacket.

She should have moved at this moment. They had exchanged kind words, he was ok, that’s it. But the feeling of his hand on her back made it hard to move. She loved that feeling and tonight she just wanted to have a little taste of it. Florian noticed it and decided to draw little circles while asking her details about the year who just passed. He wanted to ear her talk, all night if she could.

He had to fight to stop staring at her lips or her cleavage more than twice. Florian day dreamed about feeling her tasty lips again, definitely more than twice. He had hard times trying to forget this kiss and truly he didn’t wanted to. He never share to anyone what happened between Romy and him a year ago. He knew too well that if the story was shared and deformed, she will be the bad guy. The last thing Florian wanted was to see Romy in a bad position.

He definitely wanted to see her in some position, but between closed doors and just for him. In fact, the only kiss they shared gave him guilty night fevers. Florian slowly touched Romy uncovered thighs and enjoyed the smoothness of them.

« You’re not even listening Flo. »

« I am. It’s been a while since I had you in my arms. I’m trying to enjoy the full experience. » he said moving her closer to him that she already was putting his face close to her neck

« Enjoying the full experience uh ? » Romy said with her right eyebrow rised

« Mhhh mhh. » Florian said smelling her. The motion and the feeling of his beard tickling her made a laugh. « See, I looked at you, I eared you, I just smelled you, I spend the last 20 minutes touching you » he said squeezing her back and thighs.

« Yep you’ve done it all. That’s a wrap » Romy said trying to get up feeling the tension raise a little higher than it already was.

« Come on you know one is missing. » Florian said just before pecking her neck briefly.

Romy didn’t remember when she started moaning. Was it when Florian was marking her with an hickey ? When his lips was on hers ? When his fingers grabbed the back of her head or found his way playing in her pantie ? She didn’t know. She didn’t care anymore. At least not at the moment.

Her heart was bitting so fast and Florian got her so wrap around his fingers that one of her hand was already teasing the growing bump between his legs.

Florian was on cloud nine seeing her willing to go further with him this time. It’s not like he was planning this to go this way, he didn’t even knew he was going to see her tonight. But the idea that there was no one between them now, letting them consume the need to be all over each other ? Chef’s kiss. He removed his right hand from her underwear and manage his fingers toward her plumped lips. Romy’s modesty was way too far now and she seductively wrap her mouth around his digits, tasting herself. Florian brain went numb a second thinking about all the things he could and would do to her, grabbed her chin before kissing her again-

« Ok girl now you need to get out that ki- « Natacha’s voice arrived at Romy’s ear, she jumped a little surprised and acting like child doing a bad thing « Oh okaaaaaaaaaaaay I’m out ! » she continued closing the door behind her.

Florian looked at Romy. She had her eyes closed and a little shy smirk on her lips.

« You know closing you eyes ain’t going to make you disappear right ? » he asked making fun of her after fews seconds dropped

Romy wanted to tell him to shut up but she just re opened her eyes chuckling. She met back Florian’s sparkling eyes. He was smirking too, slowly getting back to earth before giving her an hungry lick in on her neck sweet spot. There she was again letting pathetic sound escape her mouth. It wasn’t a big deal, she knew she could count on Natacha, and she was missing the feeling of his lips was already. Fuck Patricia, fuck trying to save apparences and fuck the old version of her. She got a taste of what she been craving for and now she was addicted.

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[just-another-blog-of-fluff]

Admit It

Word count: 3,550

Pairing: Steve x reader (platonic), Bucky x reader (pre-dating romantic) - no pronouns used

Warnings: Just a lot of fluff

Vacation for me means catching up on some prompts! This Prompt from an anon requests Steve and Bucky x reader, where reader is crushing on Bucky and Steve helps them to admit it to him. I think I successfully avoided any pronouns in this to keep it completely neutral! Hope you enjoy 😊

“Gonna have to run faster than that to keep up with me!”

“If you didn’t have that damn super soldier serum in your blood, I’d be smoking you right now.”

Your sneakers pounded against the pavement as you ran along the sidewalk, matching pace with the super soldier at your side. Steve was obviously not exerting his full capability. It would defeat the purpose of doing these morning jogs together if he was always a few miles ahead. That didn’t stop him from teasing you about it, though.

“Nah, I’d be faster than you with or without the serum.”

“You’re lucky it’s impossible for us to ever find out.” You slowed your pace as you approached the turn onto your street, walking the remaining distance to your house to allow your heart rate to decrease before stretching out. “It’s the only reason you mouth off about how much better than me you are at everything.”

“Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that.”

Steve was barely winded by the time you stopped in front of your door. You knew very well these runs were probably not much of a workout for him with the super serum - he just came so he could spend time with you as his close friend. Or maybe because he liked pushing your buttons. Either way, you enjoyed his company.

You began leading a quick stretch in the front yard to cool down. Steve followed suit, copying your movements as you grabbed one ankle to stretch out your quad muscles.

“We still on for drinks tonight?” you asked.

“Of course. Still want to go to the pub down the street from the compound?”

“Yep. You know I like the familiar.” You switched legs to stretch the other quad. Trying your hardest to act casual, you asked, “So… are you dragging Bucky along again?”

A smirk pulled at your super soldier friend’s lips. “I can, if you want me to.”

“I was just curious. Doesn’t matter either way.”

“Sure.” He lowered himself to the ground to follow you into a hamstring stretch. “That’s why you’re always asking if he’s coming.”

“I like to know ahead of time if it’s just gonna be you and I or if other friends will be coming.”

“Why? So you can make sure you get all dolled up for him if he’s tagging along?”

Your face flushed with heat. “No, of course not.”

“You know… you could just tell him you like him.” Steve nudged you with his elbow, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly. You gasped indignantly.

“Do not!”

“Oh come on. You have a huge crush on him! It’s so obvious, it’s painful.” He stood and held a hand out to help you off the ground, which you accepted with a begrudging look. “You guys would be cute together.”

“I’m not continuing this conversation,” you griped, waving him off dismissively. “I’m gonna go in and shower. See you tonight?”

“Sure, see you tonight.” He stepped toward his car in your driveway as you inserted your key into the lock on your front door. “But I know you’re deflecting!”

“Not listening!” you shouted back, not turning around as you stepped inside and shut your door behind them.

Steve had been your assigned mentor from the day you joined SHIELD. You had hit it off immediately, developing a strong mentor-mentee relationship that had carried over into a close friendship once your training was complete.

Tony had offered you housing in the tower, but you opted to remain living on your own. Being such close friends with Steve, you spent quite a bit of time in the tower anyway. It was nice to still maintain a bit of your own space when you felt like you needed it.

It hadn’t taken very long for you to develop a crush on Steve’s metal-armed friend. Bucky was mysterious, brooding, sarcastic. Insanely attractive. He had a great sense of humor, always making you laugh with his snarky little comments, usually at Steve’s expense. And the way he smiled at you when he said hello, or chuckled when you were the one who said something funny… damn, it sent your heart racing.

You knew that the way you were starting to feel about Bucky was more than just a simple little crush, but you were way too nervous to admit it. Steve would tell him in a heartbeat if you ever owned up to your feelings, so you wouldn’t tell him the truth either. Not that it mattered - Steve saw right through you. He’d figured it out a long time ago by the way you stared just a little too long at the sergeant.

There was a giddy excitement bubbling in the pit of your stomach as you got ready to head to the pub that evening and meet the guys. Maybe you spent a little extra time picking out your outfit. Steve didn’t need to know that. With a last once-over in the mirror, you grabbed your keys and headed out.

Steve had already arrived by the time you got to the pub. He’d nabbed a seat at the bar, reserving one for you. On his other side sat Bucky, who turned and waved to you with that handsome smile of his that made you swoon internally.

“You made it!” Steve declared, standing up under the ruse of giving you a hug in greeting. “Here - we saved you a spot.” He gestured toward the seat he was in before, moving to take the empty seat next to it.

“O-oh, I’m not stealing your seat, am I?” you stammered anxiously, realizing he intended to seat you between the two men.

“‘Course not!” Steve assured, taking a seat before you could protest. The sly grin on his face was infuriating.

You slid into the open seat, nodding and smiling politely at Bucky beside you. “Hey! Long time no see.”

“We saw each other Wednesday,” he countered with a grin.

“W-well… that’s a long time compared to when I last saw this one,” you retorted, jerking your thumb toward Steve.

"Hey, you don't have to live with the guy," Bucky quipped.

"I'm right here you know," Steve interjected. You rolled your eyes.

"Desperate for attention, this guy..."

Steve shoved your shoulder playfully, nearly pushing you into Bucky in the process. You were fairly certain it was on purpose.

The three of you ordered drinks and put in for a shared appetizer as you chatted. Neither Steve nor Bucky could feel the effects of standard alcohol with the super soldier serum, so you usually kept it to one drink yourself. Who knew what you'd say if you got drunk around those two? You had no desire to find out.

"So how goes life at Avengers tower?" you asked as you scooped a nacho off the top of the plate in front of you.

"Tony hired a new secretary for the lobby," Bucky explained, wiggling his eyebrows as he glanced over you at Steve. He rolled his eyes in response

"I told you, she's not my type."

"Oh, come on! She gives you the eyes every time you walk by!" Bucky argued.

"She's in her 70's!"

"Great! A younger woman," you ribbed, smirking at Bucky as he laughed.

"Ha, ha. You shouldn't be laughing, Buck - you're older than I am."

"Yeah, but I'm way more good looking," he retorted teasingly, running his fingers through his own hair for emphasis.

"No you're not!" Steve turned to you, a shadow of a smirk on his face. "Let's ask a third party. Which of us is better looking?"

You felt heat prickle in your cheeks. "Oh, hell no. I'm not answering that question. That's a trap."

"Oh come on, you know you want to tell Steve the truth," Bucky teased, draping his arm around your shoulders. You had to stifle a nervous giggle, tilting your chin down to hide the giddy grin that spread across your face.

"Nope. You guys will have to find someone else to settle this for you."

Bucky scoffed, removing his arm from your shoulders. "Pshh, you're no fun." You felt suddenly colder without his touch.

"So... find someone that's your type yet?" Steve asked you pointedly.

"N-nope. Just living the single life," you responded casually, turning your head fully toward Steve and shooting him a dirty look.

"There's not one person in your life you'd be interested in going out with?" Steve pressured, ignoring your scowling. "I don't believe that for a second."

"Excuse me, you're my mentor, not my wingman Steve," you grumbled, popping another nacho in your mouth to have an excuse not to speak any longer. He shook his head with a smirk, his knowing gaze fixed on yours for just another moment. You took the opportunity to change the subject after you'd swallowed your bite of food. "So, anyway - how is Tony?"

You could tell Steve didn't want to drop it so easily, but Bucky had already started to answer your question, and the opportunity was lost. Gradually, you began to relax again as the conversation strayed further from your crush.

As the three of you finished paying the tab, you stood from your bar stool and prepared to say your goodbyes. Steve, however, had a mischievous look in his eyes that said he hadn't quite given up on forcing your hand this evening. Before you could bid them good evening, he spoke up.

"Hey - we finished up pretty early, why don't you come hang with us for a film or something?" he suggested. "It'd be fun - just you, me and Buck. What do you say?"

"Oh, I-"

"Yeah, that sounds great, actually! It's been a while since you came over just to chill," Bucky interrupted before you could politely decline. "Cap's always got you working when you stop by."

How could you say no?

"Well... I guess I don't have anywhere to be tomorrow... I could hang out for a bit," you obliged, flashing Steve a glare behind Bucky's back as you headed out to the parking lot. He merely responded with an impish grin. He knew he'd successfully cornered you.

"Great! Meet you there, then?"

"Yup, see you there," you said through gritted teeth, faking a smile. As you ducked into your car and shut the door, you muttered under your breath to yourself. "Damn you, Rogers..."

And so, you found yourself begrudgingly seated on the sofa between the two super soldiers in the lounge of the tower. Not that you minded being this close to Bucky, of course. But that didn't change the fact that you were still bitter with Steve for trying to coax the truth out of you.

"Hey, Buck - you mind making a bowl of popcorn while I get this thing set up?" Steve asked, fiddling with the remote. "Our friend here could help you if you want."

"Oh, no, I'm pretty sure you need my help more than he does," you teased, snatching the remote out of his hand. No way was he tricking you into being alone with Bucky.

"You're probably right," Bucky concurred, chuckling as Steve scowled at him. "I'll be right back."

Bucky disappeared down the hallway as you worked on setting up the movie. The moment you could no longer hear his footsteps, you turned to Steve and scowled.

"I know what you're playing at."

"Who, me?" he asked innocently, placing a hand over his heart.

"Yes, you. Stop trying to make this happen," you hissed, pointing to yourself and the empty seat where Bucky had been previously.

"Are you saying you don't want it to happen?"

"I... well... you know exactly what I'm saying, Steve." Heat prickled in your cheeks as his smirk broadened.

"Sounds to me like you're saying you like him, but you don't want to make a move," he hummed, poking you in the side. You flinched away, swatting at his hand.

"Don't you dare tickle me," you growled, albeit without the bite in your voice you'd been going for.

"Why not? Worried Bucky might find out you're ticklish?" he teased, pinching your side more intentionally this time. An embarrassing high-pitched squeak burst from your throat. Turning your body toward Steve, you held your hands out protectively in front of you and tried desperately to fight back the involuntary smile creeping its way onto your face.

"You always do this when you want something from me!" you whined, smacking his hand away as he made a move to poke your stomach. "It really isn't fair, you know."

"Then maybe you should just admit it. Tell him you like him."

"No way- STEVE! Noho, I'm not going to tell him!" He was throwing rapid pokes at your torso at random now to dodge your swatting hands. "Yohou can't ma-HAKE mehe!"

"Is that a challenge?"

Steve turned to face you more fully, and you shifted your legs instinctively to leap off the couch. Before you could make your move, Steve had tackled you sideways onto the seat cushions and begun digging his fingers into your side and belly. Squeaky laughter burst out of you as you curled your knees up to your chest in a feeble attempt to block his hands.

"STEHEVE you ahass!!" you scolded, pressing your arms down hard against your ribs as he tried spidering his way up your side.

"That's awfully foul language you're using," he chastised teasingly. "It's not making me want to go any easier on you."

"Noho, I'm sohorry, I'm SOHORRY!!" Your laughter increased in volume as he managed to slip past your defenses and dig into your lower ribs.

“What are you two up to?”

You blushed furiously at the sound of Bucky’s voice in the doorway, unable to sit up to look at him given Steve was unrelenting. His legs came into your field of vision as he rounded the sofa to place the popcorn on the coffee table, then his face was in front of yours as he knelt down on the floor next to where you’d toppled over sideways.

“I’m just trying to get our little friend here to admit something very important,” Steve urged. “Maybe you can help, Buck!”

“NO! Noho helping!” you shouted defiantly. But you knew it wouldn’t matter what you said - Bucky’s mouth was already curled up into a mischievous smirk.

“Sure, I’ll help!”

“Perfect.” Steve suddenly relented in his attack so he could tug on your arm and sit you upright. Sensing his plan, you held your other arm out of his reach as best you could, protesting through giggles of anticipation. A quick jab to the ribs on that side sent your arm flying down instinctively to protect yourself, long enough for Steve to capture your wrist and pull it behind your back to join your other arm.

“STEHEVE! I HAHATE YOU!” you cried, squirming to pull your arms from his grasp.

“Oh, woah, now. That’s not very nice,” Bucky teased, skittering his fingers up the soles of your feet so you’d move your legs out of his way. You yelped and bent your knees to pull your feet in close and away from Bucky’s reach, and he immediately sank down into the seat you’d just vacated. “Ticklish feet, huh?”

“Bucky Barnes, I swear to gohod- NOHO!” You kicked at him as his metal hand clamped down around your ankle, tugging your leg out straight so he could set your foot in his lap. Pinning it in place, he began scratching harshly up the length of your sole, laughing as your struggle became violent.

“What is it you’re trying to find out, Steve?” he asked casually, conversing as though he weren’t tickling you to pieces.

“There’s a guy.”

“A what??” Bucky paused his attack, mouth agape as he stared at you in surprise. Heat seeped into your cheeks as you turned your head to look away from the metal-armed soldier.

“He’s lying,” you muttered.

“Am not!”

“Oh, no way is he lying - your face is telling me everything,” Bucky concurred with a sly grin. “Who’s the guy, huh?”

This couldn’t get any more flustering.

“No one!! There isn’t a guy!” you pleaded, avoiding his gaze.

“Hey Buck - try behind the knee,” Steve suggested.

“What- BUHUCK NOHO!” You tugged desperately at your trapped ankle as Bucky slipped his fingers beneath your outstretched knee, scribbling along the taut skin. “PLEHEHEASE! Thehere’s NO ONE!”

“Steve, this isn’t working.”

“Takes a bit. Gotta wear ‘em down, you know?”

“ROGERS!! Yohou are SOHO dead whehen I’m free-heed…”

Bucky glanced up at Steve, clicking his tongue at your cheek. “Threats now, Steve?”

“Mm, can’t let that slide.”

Bucky released your ankle, shifting to kneel on the couch beside you to gain leverage so he could knead all ten fingers into your sides. You threw your head back with the force of your laughter, twisting helplessly away from his fingers.

“You gonna admit it yet?” Steve hummed.

“Yeah, who is this guy? Tell us,” Bucky pressured.

“I WOHON’T!!”

“You won’t even tell your closest friends?” Steve asked indignantly. You shook your head wildly, curling your knees up to your chest as Bucky shifted to target the soft skin of your belly. “Are you gonna make me tell him your weak spot?”

“WHAT? NOHO!” you whined, tilting your head back to plead to Steve with your eyes. Bucky ceased his attack on your belly, now intrigued by Steve’s suggestion.

“Where is it?”

“NOWHERE!”

“Try the ribs, you’ll know when you find it,” Steve explained, ignoring your outburst. You let out a giggly groan, which quickly exploded into wild laughter the moment Bucky’s fingers began kneading into the spaces between your lower ribs.

“Wohow! Is this it??”

“Nah, you’ll know. Try a little higher.”

“STEHEHEVE I SWEHEAR I WILL…”

Your sentence was cut short by your own screech when Bucky found what he’d been searching for - the triggering rib just a couple ribs up from the dead center of your ribcage. The sound caused him to pause so he could laugh in surprise.

“Please tell me this is it, for your sake,” he chuckled.

“Oh yeah. That’s it,” Steve confirmed, earning a sharp glare from you. “You ever want information? That’s where you’ll get it.”

“Ughhhh Steve you’re embarrassing me,” you groaned, hanging your head to hide your blush. Bucky ducked to capture your gaze, contracting his fingertips threateningly into your ribcage just once.

“Last chance. Who’s the guy?” he demanded with a devilish grin.

Even if you wanted to tell him, you weren’t about to do it now. Deep down, you didn’t want this little game to end. This was probably the most Bucky had ever showed you any physical affection, and while you knew it was going to be bad, you were willing to make the sacrifice if only to let this go on a moment longer.

So, you turned your head away to break your gaze from his, spitting the words that were the nail in your coffin:

“Do your worst.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice.

His fingers leapt right into action, sending you into a bout of desperate, shrieky, breathy laughter. Even Steve seemed to struggle with maintaining his grip on your wrists as you writhed and squirmed under Bucky’s fingertips. You were quickly dissolving to silent laughter as you became breathless, and so you used the last bit of air you had to offer your surrender.

Bucky stopped, gazing at you expectantly. Your chest rose and fell sharply with each gulp of air, heart thrumming both from exertion and from the notion that you were going to have to tell the truth. But you couldn’t say it, and you wouldn’t say it. So you did the only thing you could think of.

“Steve… you tell him.” You squeezed your eyes shut, face already burning up as Steve took a breath to speak.

“The guy? Yeah, it’s you.”

“Me?”

You cracked one eye open to catch a glimpse of Bucky’s face. He had a huge, teasing grin that made you whimper and shut your eye again, turning your head away.

“Oh… look at me, you dork!” he urged, scribbling his fingers gently into your belly to make you giggle and smile. You opened your eyes and gazed at him hesitantly, preparing for the teasing. “It’s a damn good thing, because I was ready to go hunt this guy down and tell him off.”

“What?? Why?” you laughed incredulously.

“‘Cause I’ve got a crush on you too,” he responded, a slight tinge of red dusting his cheeks.

“Oh.” You couldn’t withhold the giddy grin that forced itself across your face.

Steve finally released your arms and scooped up the remote to start the movie, satisfied that he’d finally coaxed the truth out of you. You turned to face the screen, squeaking in surprise when Bucky wrapped an arm around your waist and tugged you into his side. After the initial shock was over, you melted into his embrace, leaning your head against his strong shoulder. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Steve giving you a snarky look that said ‘I told you so.’ You’d yell at him for that later.

For now, you were going to enjoy the movie, wrapped up in Bucky’s arms.

(Tagging @hayden429 by request)