#im not good at drawing bikinis anyway

[kaisturni]

have me (let me pt. 2) | m. sturniolo

→ matt x fem!reader

→ plot; you’ve been on your own for a while, not needing or wanting the company of anyone. what happens when you meet a guy late night on the beach, and everything about him draws you in?

→ includes; making out, smut with plot, fem!oral, orgasm

→ a/n; IM SO HAPPY TO BE BACK! i missed you guys ;). anyway i got horny writing this. as always, hope you love it as much as i do! ps everyone say thank you anon!

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“want t… want to go to the back?”

i can feel my ears ringing at his words. my mouth is agape, gaze bouncing between his eyes and then ultimately landing on his lips.

that’s enough for me to nod vigorously at his suggestion, and we’re both scrambling to make our way to the smooth black leather that covers his back seats.

my knees are to my chest, watching him close the door of the back seat, matt’s gaze not leaving mine.

maybe this is a bad idea.

i shouldn’t be doing this.

i shouldn’t be in the backseat of his car.

my racing thoughts are cut off by the sound of matt’s voice filling the empty space between us,

“y/n… are you okay?”

i feel embarrassed, just how i did when he first caught me staring at the beach. but i cant help it, none of this moment feels real and i keep having to remind myself that it is. my cheeks feel hot. my body feels odd.

i want his touch.

“completely fine” i manage to make out, “come here,”

he gives me a crooked smile, our bodies moving in synch, i’m sliding beneath him, my nearly bare back against his cool leather seats, and he’s crawling on top of me.

i swallow at the feeling of my heart beating out of my chest, matt’s eyes piercing into mine, head dipping down to meet mine like a magnet.

his lips are just as soft as they were on the beach; but this kiss feels different.

it feels hungry, lustful, like he’s ready to pounce and devour me at any moment.

almost instinctively, my hands find a home in his hair, and the light moan that comes from his mouth as soon as i do is enough to drive me even crazier.

matt’s hands wander, grazing over my skin so delicately in comparison to how is mouth is on mine.

it takes me by surprise; his soft touch turns rough when he squeezes my breast, and i gasp against his mouth at the feeling.

he plunges his tongue into my mouth, and i don’t stop him. with the way he kisses me, it’s hard to ignore the unmistakable burning sensation in my core, and i fully aware i’m growing wetter by the second.

what is almost hard to notice, is the string of my bikini bottom being slowly tugged undone.

matt pulls back from me abruptly, a small trail of salvia connecting our mouths for a moment.

he looks like a god; lips puffy and slick from kissing me, parted and panting, hair just about covering his eyes, and half naked in front of me.

his head comes back down to my level, but not to meet my face again. instead he’s leaving gentle kisses and nipping at the inside of my thighs, and i bring no hesitation to spread my legs further for him.

“can i?” he asks, his hand playing with the other side of my bikini, still tied; not for long though.

“god��� please”

matt’s face curves into a smile for just a moment, before resuming the task of sliding off my unlaced covering.

it takes seconds for me to become hyper aware of how naked i am in front of him, his eyes not leaving my pussy.

a shaky breath escapes my lips, and i try to close my legs, but matt is quick to spread and push them up to my chest.

“hm” he lets out, with a shake of his head.

i close my eyes in anticipation, unable to control the guttural moan that comes from my mouth at the feeling of him softy sucking on my clit.

i’m latching my hand on to the head of the passenger seat, feeling like my knuckles are about to split from how hard i’m gripping it.

matt’s pace doesn’t slow down, it only speeds up, humming against my pussy every time his actions are rewarded with a moan or whine.

i wonder how he’s so good.

almost too good.

how many women has he been with before? am i just another number? another hookup? is he someone that’s just going to walk away so easily?

my thoughts are again interrupted when i feel two fingers enter me; my breathing increasing as he pumps his fingers in and out, wet noises filling the hot air in the small space we occupy.

the knots in my stomach start to twist and form, an orgasm soon to follow,

no one has ever made me cum before.

“matt— mm, s-slow down, gonna cu-“

“no,” he huffs out, head still hung near my pussy, eyes low and drunk with lust,

“i want you to cum on my fingers,”

i nod vigorously, who am i to deny that?

the speed and curl of his fingers doesn’t waver, my head becoming fuzzy when i feel my release.

he keeps going through my high, and only stops when my moans become light pants.

i sit up to look at matt; his fingers are coated in my own juices, glistening in the moonlight that creeps into the windows.

“how was that?” he asks, and i let out a light laugh at his question, he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to need reassurance for his skills.

“amazing, like— wow,” i run a hand through my head, removing the hair that has been sticking to my forehead.

matt’s eyes are closed as he’s catching his own breath, a pang of guilt stinging my chest for a second when i look down and see his bulge pressing into his shorts.

gaining confidence knowing i caused his little situation just from pleasuring me, i should really return the favor.

“you know…” i start, sitting up, moving tuck my legs under me,

“i wanna make you feel good too, matt”

with that sentence, his eyes shoot open.

his breath hitches, lips parting when his gaze flickers down to my chest, words about to leave his mouth before we’re both startled by a buzzing ringtone coming from the front seats.

i for sure know not a soul is calling me, but for him i can’t stay the same.

“shit,” he curses, grabbing his phone that’s face down on the dashboard.

i do my best to be subtle about who’s calling him at this hour, and i see a contact picture of him and and identical guy next to him,

chris. must be one of his brothers.

he mumbles a fear swears before answering the phone,

“hello…? yeah, i was just at the beach… i was on my way home actually… yeah… i’ll be there soon… bye.”

the conversation is over as quickly as it started, and a frown grows on his face when he sets his phone down to look at me,

“do you have to go?”

it almost comes out shaky— i don’t want to leave this, leave him, be alone at my place without another warm body in my company.

again.

“yeah, chris and my other brother nick are tripping about where i am. how close do you live from here?”

i sigh, but quickly compose my frown with a smile.

“about 5 minutes, it’s a quick drive”

“perfect, i’ll uh… get in the front while you change”

his eyes run down my body a final time before just barely opening the car door, leaving space for him to exit but not completely expose me to the outside; as if anyone is around.

i swallow heavily, quickly tying up my bikini back onto my body while matt is in the front, the gentle purr of the engine starts as his fingers move quickly to text, i assume chris.

this is probably the best moment to put at least minimal clothes on, and i grab my shorts from the floor of the back seat, sliding them on right before i crawl back into the passenger side.

silence.

i hate this. the air feels almost awkward while matt puts his car in reverse, making our exit into the quiet streets.

oh god. was this a mistake? does he regret what we did? is he having some kind of after sex clarity? no. we didn’t even have sex.

couldn’t get that far.

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“you can turn left up here then right, and it’s that apartment complex right there” i point out, and he says nothing but delivers me a nod instead.

quickly enough, we’re at the front of my complex, and i silently grab my things, ready to open the door and bid this man of the night goodbye, when his voice finally sounds,

“can i walk you up?”

the blank expression on my face changes, and i can feel my lips curve into a smile,

“i’d like that, thank you”

“no problem,” he says, smiling as he takes my things from my hands, leaving just my keys in my lap.

i really dont want this to be over.

whether it’s a blessing or a curse, i only live on the second floor. my keys jingle in the lock of my front door before clicking open, and i see matt peek inside my apartment when i swing the door open.

“thank you, matt. this was- this was great.” i say, taking my things from him, resisting the urge to throw them aimlessly in the hallway of my home.

“it was great, and you know what?”

“you wish you could come inside?”

i wasn’t expecting to say it. i definitely was thinking it, but wasn’t sure if i was going to let that thought out.

i’ve been bold and unlike myself enough times tonight, so what’s one more thing added to the list?

i’m feeling spontaneous.

he lets out a laugh, slightly throwing his head back before looking at me and reaching a hand up to caress my face.

“that- for sure that- but, what i was going to say was, made out on the beach, you were naked in my car, i ate you out, and i don’t even have your number yet.”

my core begins to heat up again as he recounts the night, the pleasure i had experienced being absolutely unreal.

“well then you should have it, and then maybe you can come inside”

his smile grows bigger and bigger,

“hopefully that maybe turns into a ‘you should’, but put your number in my contacts,”

this time, i don’t really give a fuck about where my stuff goes at this point, i whip around and toss it, grabbing matt’s phone that he hands to me, a low laugh coming out of him,

i put in my contact, and hand it back to him,

“text me when you get home?”

“of course i will,”

his hand comes back to my face almost instinctively, and his other hand reaches to intertwine with mine.

i don’t want to wait for him to do it, so i do the honors of pressing my lips to his.

the kiss is soft and sweet, neither of us pulling apart.

remembering he has somewhere to be, i break it, but keeping my face close to his.

“i’ll see you soon, y/n”

“yes you will,”

and with that, he kisses the top of my head, starting to back away, letting our other hands stay linked until the very last moment, where he gives me a wave with the hand that just escaped mine.

i wave back, the linger of his touch still burning on my hand where it last was.

god i hope i see him again.

whenever that may be.

always with love, kaia <3

[kichona-s]

Hereby requesting facial structure rant

ok for those who dont know this is reference to my post where i cry about george's beautiful fucking face at 2am

this is pretty fucking specific and also pretty long so i wont clog your tl with it so its under the cut

OK FOR GEORGE. Personality and everything else aside he has my most favourite face out of the entire grid (sorry guanyu) BECAUSE. LOOK AT HIM. THERE SO MANY NICE ANGLES AND ITS SO NICE AN LONG AND HIS CHEEKBONES??? THE JAW??? his nose also fits his face really nicely ok but the key is to not look at him head-on you need to get the side profiles and the 3/4 views because FUCK. i love so much theres so many points of interest for his face also his chin juts out really strong which looks lowkey kinda funny in some pictures but it really adds to the whole angleley bony face structure he has going on anyway. george my number 1 fav face the only thing im not a big fan of are his ears rip theyre too round for the whole angular coherency BUT THATS FINE IDC

MOVING ON TO MAX VERSTAPPEN (this is not done in a ranking order btw i havent drawn the whole grid so i cant properly rank everyone) ok like im gonna be real with yall. i thought he was fucking ugly as shit when i first got into f1. like i looked at his photo and was like ??? ig he wins a lot lmao OK BUT THEN LIKE A FEW MONTHS AGO I KEPT GETTING MAX STUFF ON MY TIKTOK FYP AND I WAS LIKE. HOLD ON. HIS PERSONALITY KINDA CUTE ASF. ok yea basically i gaslit myself into loving his face (either that or charles possessed me). for max im way too drawn to his lips (@loquarocoeur bro u know this lmfao) and ngl anyone who read the notes in my face breakdown u could probably tell but i love his lips??? so much??? gonna keep it pg here but he should suck on more things other than the twisty redbull can straw things

still on max but i really like how fucking square his face is. its so refreshing to draw. also did you notice that he has a small ass forehead?? bc he does. he looks wrong when i draw his forehead too big its kinda funny (looking at YOU oscar). i also really like his ear shape? it bends pretty low so it looks kinda cute and i try to make sure i draw it properly lmfao. special note to when hes looking down but then his eyes look up and holy smokes it brings out his nose bridge and the eyebrow bone thing SO WELL???!! anyway i want to eat him

for oscar uh. his face is oval? i guess?? after all the oscars ive drawn youd think i have more to say but i dont :( his face is pretty and also sometimes a pain to get right but other than that nothing too much for me to rant about. OK BUT HIS HAIR??? LOVE HIS HAIR I LOVE THE FUCKING SWOOPY THING IT DOES (it also makes my life WAYYY easier bc i can just draw the swoop and most people know its oscar yay for good character design). also everyone is right he does look like a cat. a cat with a massive fucking forehead. also whenever i draw him i remember that hes only three years older than me and its pretty scary ngl! thats hitting a bit too close to home for my taste! hes cute though and ive definitely drawn some banger oscars so one love

NOW FOR LANDO WHOOOOIMABOUTAMAKEANAMEFORMYSELFHERE! ok firstly his face is like a V so i always need to remind myself to bring the sides of his face in more compared to oscar. also did you know his eyes are a bit lopsided? theyre on different parallel lines im telling you go look at the 2023 official driver photos its So Bad i want to cry (that was also my first introduction to him so. i thought he was fucking ugly too). his face is really interesting to draw especially with his eyebrows that fade in and out and are really fucking bushy in the middle LMAO. do i love his face? nah. is it fun to draw? yea pretty fucking fun ESPECIALLY because he somehow suits all the funny shit i wanna put him in like dresses and skirts and bikinis (and also @cx-boxbox is an enabler istg half of the landos ive drawn probably wouldnt exist without her) also his ears look pointy from certain angles and i think thats really cute so i always draw them pointy :))

for charles uh i dont like drawing his hair its a pain. nice face i guess

LASTLY MY ONE AND ONLY!! THE MAN WHO BREAKS ME OUT OF ARTBLOCK REPEATEDLY!!!! ZHOU GUANYU!!!!!!! he's just very cute to me i love his stupid fucking eyebags AND ALSO THE WAY HE SMILES IS ADORABLE I WANNA PASS OUT :(((((( i dont draw his non-chibi version as much bc whenever i do i feel the need to make him Perfect (because hes my fav yknow) so i tend to just. not do it. unless i need to cure my artblock then i draw him so idk hes like my pc reset button. anyway i love zhou and i love looking at pictures of zhou and if he doesnt get a seat next year i will probably cry. also shoutout to sweetcorn the bestest most adorablest cat (wins out jimmy and sassy btw i dont care sweetcorn is the best fight me)

comments questions and arguments are all encouraged i stand firm in my stances (for now at least we'll see again 6 months later)

[just-illegal]

zed!

love how i was like yeah im drawing x cool and then i make him the sheep in the wolf and sheep imagery ,

anyway we need more crow zed in this world

Also, i was originally gonna draw the swimsuit i kept seeing his wormman skin of a year or 2 ago that i mentioned in this post of mine, bc someone did draw what they thought i meant (here's the link, it's good art), but it's not what i saw, so i wabted to correct the record? but then was like matching woolves tho

i was picturing it as. a pink wetsuit with a yellow string bikini over it. average outfit for an average tuesday i think

[absolutesort]

day 28 — frankie & josh.

setting : bedroom /   casa amor.

time :  after the breath holding contest  /  race  /  pool orgy / post adela.

featuring :   josh  /   @graftisms

frankie.

it isn’t in frankie’s nature to sit and wallow. she doesn’t tend to get to bogged down by feeling upset in the first place, preferring to laugh things off rather than take them to heart. irritation she can do, anger she can do, but sadness is a feeling she tries not to vibe with, if she can help it. luckily, adela’s snapped her out of her brief dip in mood. frankie’s on her way out of the bedroom — sans towel, slightly perkier, and in a new bikini ; one of adela’s sexy little strappy things, which is a touch too small, but who’s looking �� when she half-collides with josh, his shoulder brushing hers on his way past. “hey, josh, watch where you’re—” she pauses, clocking his expression, like the lights are on but nobody’s home, clearly in a world of his own and not necessarily in a good way. “hey,” she starts, closing in on him, blocking his path. “what’s going on? you have to tell me, or i'll tell mali you're in the cult of scientology.”

josh.

maybe josh should've felt worse about starting shit with marcus, but he doesn't. instead him and mali had another drink in the kitchen, long enough to bide time for whenever josh entered the villa again, marcus hopefully wouldn't be anywhere in sight. just because he doesn't regret anything he's said doesn't mean he's in the mood for round two so soon. he's trying to be quiet as he goes to grab his things to shower, but in light of being stealthy be manages to nearly collide with frankie, who seemingly comes out of nowhere. "sorry," his hand reaches out to steady her, only to draw it back in when she starts the third degree. "what? frankie, get out of the way. i need my shit to go shower." his eyes roll at the mention of the bombshell. "i doubt she'd care, considering the way she was just grafting me." despite making a scene with marcus right before. "where have you been, anyway?"    

frankie.

“woah!” frankie’s hands are snapping up in front of her, an exaggerated display of offence. “um…that's rude.” as if she can talk.  “im not…” swallowing, she feels an itch of anxiousness burrow in her stomach. she likes josh, and most of the time she’s friends with josh, but sometimes she feels like they’re too similar to have a friendship that ever resembles tenderness, butting heads every time one of them feels a prickly vibe and doubles down on the heat by fanning a flame that probably would be extinguished if they simply attempted to listen. “don't get up in my grill, josh. i was just trying to look out for you because the vibe you're giving off right now is majorly off. you’re like, skulking about the place like fuckin’ nosferatu.” maybe they both just need to take a breath, deal with their respective shit, take the aries energy down a notch. inhaling, she focuses on a water drop hanging on his collarbone. presumably from the naked orgy in the pool. “uh, ive just been…” she gestures vaguely, not really wanting to address the reason why she hadn’t felt like diving butt naked into a pool with a bunch of strangers. "between planes. cosmic hopping.” adopting a new york accent, she bats away the question. “ey, fuggetaboutit!”

josh.

"you're not...?" eyebrows raise a little higher, though he's not too much of an ass to not see the caution in her eyes. wherever she was, she doesn't want to tell him. if it was sex, he'd like to think she'd be a little more smug about it. a little less... whatever this is. so he doesn't push, instead heading over to where his bag is packed to grab his things. "i'm not in your grill," he laughs to himself, head shaking. "i didn't know people still did that. and i'm fine, seriously. had a fun little chat with marcus, called him out for kicking romi to the curb and laying one on naomi without a care in the world, but frankly, i feel lighter than i did at the start of the day. have you seen my moisturizer? it's not in my stuff." did jenny not pack it for him? he'll kill her.

frankie.

"i'm not trying to get in your way?" she concludes, though as soon as it's evident josh isn't trying to fight her, she calms down a little. snatching her towel up off layla's bed, where she'd left it when she was talking to adela, she starts to squeeze out some of the dampness in the ends of her hair. "wait, what?" her reaction comes fast and furious when josh begins rambling about marcus, and kicking, and laying it on naomi, and suddenly she feels like she's eight leagues behind and needs a mario kart rocket boost to catch up. "slow down, marcus did what to naomi?" she'd suspected as much, obviously. she isn't blind. she sees the way marcus looks at her. maybe that's why his face had been so swollen. had she hit him? jesus christ. "you can borrow mine," she says, going to her own case and pulling out a day & night all-in-one job that she slathers on whenever she remembers. "that's like, a lot..." frankie notes, offering him the bottle. "what did you say to him?" why hadn't she been there to calm things down?

josh.

he doesn't bother looking at her for a reaction, knowing that frankie will probably chastise him for hurting the villa sweetheart or some shit. instead he grabs the clothes he's looking for, before rising to his feet. "marcus kissed naomi." no use keeping that a secret, since it's bound to spread eventually. "or he tried to, but she headbutted him instead. the night of the party, after romi and maddox." which is a fair time to have done it, but it's not just about marcus trying to say fuck you to romi by kissing her friend. even if marcus refuses to acknowledge josh's three week relationship with romi, he think he's well in his element to be annoyed. "thanks." realizing this is going to be a ~discussion~ josh takes a seat on the edge of his bed, somewhat begrudgingly. "i said what i just told you," he speaks slowly, as if frankie missed it. "it wasn't cool of marcus to end things with romi the way he did, and someone had to tell him."

frankie.

mentally, she's trying to put a map together of when this happened, though she needn't bother — soon josh is telling her anyway. after the dares game, then. after she'd kissed marcus. as a dare, but still. it doesn't matter. the kiss with callie had been better, obviously, there's just a part of her that likes it when she's wanted, even if it isn't real. "okay," frankie reponds, lips pursed. "i never really spoke to marcus about what actually happened... just that they were broken up. i'd always assumed it was romi who did the dumping." it would make more sense to frankie, but then everything she knows about romi could fit on the back of a postage stamp. it's a shame, because out of all the girls, romi was the one she thought she'd get along best with. "yeah, no i get that. just... i thought you guys were friends." she can't tell if it speaks volumes about josh's loyalty (to romi) or his disloyalty (to marcus). "we don't have to talk about this. you should take your shower before someone beats you to it."

josh.

"that's not what happened," josh says plainly, not really sure how much he wants to get into this with her. he told her because he respects frankie and she asked what was up, but that doesn't mean he necessarily wants to go into romi and marcus' personal life. he's grateful she offers a backdoor to exit the conversation, though the comment before irks him. "i thought we were, too." fingers run through his hair, knowing it was going to get washed in a few anyway. might as well dirty it with his physical irritation. "maybe i'm dumb, but friends don't kiss their friend's exes, without at least warning them or telling them after, rather than keeping that shit from them. nah, marcus doesn't give a shit about me. he's too far up naomi's ass to see me as anything other than the villain in her story." which he doesn't even think naomi views him as, frankly.

frankie.

frankie’s about to make a comment about how this is love island, and literally everybody’s swapping partners like a game of musical chairs—that he can’t seriously be angry at marcus when they’re all here for the same reason. but then she doesn’t really get the extent of josh and naomi’s situation, having only come into the villa when the two of them were on the out. somehow, she bites her tongue. “i think he’s just confused. about the romi situation. about what or who he wants. but i get why you’re mad, he should’ve told you straight away.” he hadn’t told frankie when she’d tucked him in, pressed a cold compress to his head. she’d just assumed it was dejan being dejan or something. “look… i’m not going anywhere.” she couldn’t if she tried. she’s already strayed towards the borders and been ushered back on more than one occasion, and it’s the first day. “go have your shower. if you wanna talk this shit out later while we hit the heavy bag, we can do. but don’t let it ruin your night.”

josh.

"the romi situation," his eyes roll. josh should take the opportunity to shower now, but frankie's firing him up again, exactly what he didn't want. "what, you mean when he dumped her because her ex being on the show was too hard for him? i know he's a kid and all, but give me a break. i've barely been in relationships, and that's not what you do when you actually care about someone." he hopes marcus is getting a villain edit on the outside, though in reality, josh is aware it's probably still himself that's the villain. he reminds himself to ask layla later about it, unless the producers are going to put him in timeout over it again. he's annoyed them enough in the past twenty-four hours. "it's not ruining my day." he stands up to prove a point, clothes in a pile in his hand. "i probably pissed off marcus more than it pisses off me. just wanted to make sure he know he screwed up. might take you up on the heavy bag tomorrow, though." if not for anger than to let out some of his sexual frustration.

[mystoganisiconic]

I am afraid I can only think of Laxus myself, so all I can suggest would somehow involve him. How about, while celebrating into Laxus's birthday (Raijinshuu and Reader), Laxus looses a bet/game/round etc and has to offer his torso as a canvas. Get those pens ready and make him hold still for the (drunk) artists! xD

“Yay we win”, me and Bickslow cheered. On the other side of the table were standing a disappointed Evergreen and Laxus. We were playing beer pong, and divided our teams into two, me and Bickslow and Laxus and Evergreen, and Freed sat out counting our scores, he didn’t wanna play, but he still downed alcohol with us. Laxus grunted and Ever let out a sigh, realizing that they will now be punished for losing. We all made our way over to the comfy sofas before plopping down on them.

“So Bickslow, Y/n, what punishment do you intend on giving Laxus and Evergreen. I turned to face Bickslow and he did the same. We started giving each other ideas as to what to do with Laxus and Ever, “For Ever, maybe something Elfman related”, I said, Bickslow smirked before nodding and then with great excitement suggested that we draw with markers on Laxus’ chest. I laughed and agreed that we should do that, after all Laxus it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.

I took a corona bottle from the table and popped the bottle open, the rest did the same, we were all now craving for alcohol. And all of us were getting drunk. “So Ever we decided to ask you a question”, Bickslow stated, drunkenly, I hummed with the same energy taking another sip from my drink.

“What is it”, “Does Elfman make you nervous”. It was dead silence before the room filled with laughter of Freed, Bickslow, Laxus and me while Ever sat still on the sofa, her face red and her expression clearly filled with surprise. She was blushing really hard so I decided to tease her, “No Bic he doesn’t make her nervous or else how is she gonna walk down the aisle with him”, I said in a teasing tone, “to his bed”, Laxus murmured quietly but loud enough for us to hear, making us laugh even more, and Ever slapped his shoulder lightly before hiding her face in her hands. “Sorry Ever but you gotta answer the question”, “Fine, yes well som-sometimes h-he does, like if we-were dancing or st-stuff. “Oh so you guys dance together”, Freed asked earning a light slap on his chest from Ever. She re-gained her composure and and firmly said “Well I’ve given my answer can we please move on to Laxus now”. “Alright alright, Laxus you’re gonna need to strip for this”, I said. Laxus blankly stared at me after I finished the sentence.

“What, I’m not doing that”, “well you don’t have a choice, I said, standing up and going towards the drawers and pulling out a handful of markers. “What do you need those for”, Freed asks, “Something”, I mumble back giggling, I was starting to get more and more drunk every passing second and so were the others, and hand all of them 2 each. “So basically, we’re gonna draw on Laxus’ chest, Bickslow mentioned, “The hell are you doing that for”, Laxus replied drunkenly, “Take your shirt off please”, I said giggling, he let out a sigh before unbuttoning his shirt, while we all downed more alcohol, I gave each of them Devil Springs vodka shots, and some Sunset Rum. We were all completely drunk now but we still knew that we had to draw on Laxus’ chest. I turned towards now shirtless Laxus and motioned the rest of them to start drawing, we all drew on his chest, making doodles and writing stuff while Laxus was trying to hold in his laughter cos he’s kinda ticklish.

I drew a cute watermelon for some reason and a chain that went down from his left shoulder down to the left side of his waist. I was on the floor on my knees my hands on Laxus’ chest while Ever was right beside me, and the boys were up standing behind him and drawing on his back. I looked up and Laxus who was trying to look annoyed but was failing, he locked eyes with me before patting my head, I moved up to leave a kiss on his cheek before continuing my work. Me and Ever were giggling hysterically, while the boys were there mumbling stuff. I took a second to grab another bottle of corona and to give the rest of them some too, making us more drunk and make more non sense on Laxus’ chest and back, I moved up to where his nipples (omg im legit scared that y’all will judge me for writing nipples, sorry) and started drawing a bikini top, Bickslow, Freed and Evergreen burst out laughing while Laxus turned red.

He looked away chuckling to himself. I drew circles around his nipples and then made a line connecting those two circles and then drew a few more straps, just like a real bra, “There”, I said moving back so I could look at the bra I made. “Say Laxus why can’t you fill them out”, Freed said, evident that he was drunk. We all burst out laughing, shaking our heads. “Well I’m done”, Bickslow stated, I got up from the floor and went to see Bickslow’s drawings, he made his babies and a chibi version of Laxus giving me a rose. It definitely wasn’t a professional looking drawing but it was really good, I smiled up at Bickslow and just then Freed said he was done too, I turned around to see Freed’s drawing and it was a bunch of lightning bolts, some were completely off and some were really good, and there was a cute little fairy tail emblem. I gave both of them a thumbs up and went to finish up my drawing, I just doodled nothing else, I made a cactus, a cute little version of Laxus with his coat. I decided that I was done. So now Laxus’ chest had a watermelon, a bra, a cute version of himself, and a cactus, ever pulled back and said that she was finished as well.

Bickslow and Freed came up to check our drawing, poor evergreen made a mistake by drunkenly writing elfman + evergreen. We all burst out laughing at that, after we were done pointing out and discussing each and every one of the drawing Evergreen and Freed passed out on the floor and Bickslow was about to as well. Deciding we should let them stay the night me and Laxus went to our rooms. I brushed my teeth and washed my face as Laxus did the same, I changed into comfy clothes and went into bed and waited for Laxus to come join me. “Y/N YOU ALL DREW WITH SHARPIES WHAT THE HELL”, I giggled at his expression before patting the bed motioning to come into bed. He smiled and turned off the lights before joining me in bed. “Happy Birthday”, I said giving him a kiss, he let out a muffled “thank you” because his face was buried in my neck and his arms were around my waist. I left him a forehead kiss and drifted off to sleep.

A/N: boy im so so so so sorry this took so long, I really hope its alright. anyways THANKS FOR READING AND REQUESTING STAY SAFE I LOVE YOU ALL

[musubiki]

I hope this is not spam because I was lately asking a lot of questions (also I talk a lot sorry for bothering you 👉👈)

Did you go to art school? Your art looks professional and very pretty and you manage to keep this flow that makes the poses, characters, coloring look very appealing, so I wanted to ask about your experience so I can improve my art because I just started posting lately on my tumblr and I want to improve the quality of my drawings! I’m talking about posing, camera angles and shading. You manage to use these elements in a way that looks very pretty and I want to learn how to capture that appeal! I know that everyone has their own learning pace and experience but in this medium other people’s experience is also very helpful

Sorry again if this is a bother I just want some art advice… also sorry I ramble a lot…

yeah no worries!! i like answering these questions!!

no, i never went to art school!! im 95% self taught, 5% looking at tutorials online for specific stuff!!

for posing: honestly most of the time is drawing a pose, thinking "nope thats not it," adjusting it, and thinking "thats not it either," until you eventually get it to "okay i can live with that" or something along those lines!! when i draw i have a rough idea of what kinda pose i want, its usually a combination of (general pose) + (emotion)!! for example the recent bikini mochi piece, i knew i wanted her standing up + nervous/self conscious!! you can observe people in real life / in media to observe what kind of pose expresses what emotion, like someone sitting up very straight and stiff can imply nervousness?attentiveness/anxiousness, and someone sitting slumped, hunched over, legs lazily folded can imply relaxation, idleness, etc!! so posing is about both action + what they feel!! hand gestures can also be good at expressing these emotions!! (a good example too is the "👉👈" hands to show like...nervousness?? shy?? something like that??) im pretty sure you can study more on this, but for me personally i just kinda use...,my own reactions/emotions as a model. how i react if i was in that situation, and the exaggerate it a bit so it communicates easier!!

for camera angles: i feel like this is more about how dramatic you want the piece to be...for me i always saw a straight on, forward facing camera angle as like, yeah this isnt THAT important its just for dialogue. then you can move the camera angle around for the sake of variety, drama, or a lot of times to get things to fit in the same frame!! id say the best way to get better at this is just read some manga and study the panels to see what kinds of angles they use!! im not sure the significance of each of if theres a deeper meaning, but at least it can give you a little inventory of idea for what perspectives you can use when you wanna mix things up!!

for shading: literally dont worry about shading. just...,,,do your best. if im being honest, i still dont know how to shade. its been like, 10 years and i never learned to shade. cuz shading means you have to consider whatever youre drawing in a 3d space and think about how the light would hit it, and where the shadows would go and its jus....too much for me LMFAOOO I DONT SHADE 90% OF MY WORK!!!!!! so if you wanna shade just do your best. i have no advice on this im sorry;,,, just do your best or not at all and it'll be fine!!!

for colors: i dont have much advice here either, i use colors appealing to my own eyes, which is usually pastels/soft colors!! one piece of advice i have is use a brown overlay on top of your piece cuz ive read it "brings the colors together" (which i dont really get but i assume it sort of...makes all the colors become a little browner so it looks better together??? idk) and put an overlay/add layer on top of whatever color you want the piece to have!! i usually put pink over all my art cuz i love it lol

anyway i hope that helped a little bit!! i never learned professionally so i cant explain it in an academic way but as always, the best advice is just to practice. just accept that youre gonna be a bad artist until youre a good artist and keep drawing, its the only way to really get better!! ive been drawing for at least...7 years and i still look at pieces from a few months ago and go "ew disgusting" so,,...youre always gonna be improving just be consistent!!! good luck!!

[4kominato]

Part I: The Older Brothers 

Part II: The Younger Brothers

A/N: Hi friends... first of all... if you thought this blog was SFW i apologize, it’s not 😃 im very much a hoe. Second, yes, I’ve been mostly posting drawings, but I also enjoy writing so I’ll be posting these kinds of reactions and scenarios every now and then, mostly for Obey Me and probably Daiya. I’m not taking requests as of now but eventually, I might so stay tuned! I was originally gonna post all together, but it was getting kinda long ;) and also I was just too excited to post after I finished Satan’s LMAO. I finished Belphie but still working on Asmo and Beel so I’ll be posting the younger bros later ^-^

DESCRIPTION: Female MC making the brothers hard for the first time. Assume MC x Demon are in a fairly new relationship. [[NSFW below]]

(Word Count: 511)

It’d been roughly two months since you’d first confessed to the eldest of the demon brothers, Lucifer. The two of you have since, become official, and Lucifer made it very clear to his brothers that you were now his. Considering it was still pretty early in your relationship though, the two of you hadn’t been too intimate yet, but having already been a few months, you felt that it was time for that to change.

The other week, there was a huge sale on Akuzon and you happened to stumble across a good deal on a cute lingerie set. Unable to shake the thought that it’d be a good way to test the waters with your new boyfriend, you went ahead and bought it.

“What brings you here?” Lucifer answered the door shortly after you knocked.

“Can I sleep here tonight? There was a bug in my room,” you lied, looking up at him innocently.

“Oh?” he chuckled, raising an eyebrow at you, “Shall I go and kill it for you?”

“I mean… I’m already here so there’s no need. Plus I have no idea where it went, it probably crawled somewhere,” you reasoned as you pushed past him and welcomed yourself into his room.

“Well, alright then,” he finally agreed as he shut the door, “And where exactly do you plan to sleep?”

“Um, in your bed… with you,” you smiled pleadingly, hoping he wouldn’t put up too much of a fight.

“And who gave you permission to do that?”

“Hmm… me?”

“I see you’re being bold,” he smirked, stroking his fingers through your hair, “I guess since you’re my girlfriend now, I can’t say no to that suggestion.”

“Yay! I love you,” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“I love you, too,” he grinned before leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours.

“Hey, Luci,” you mumbled into the kiss.

“Hm?” he hummed softly in response.

“Can I show you something?”

“Of course.”

Pulling away from him, you took a step back before beginning to unbutton your shirt. About two buttons down, you were stopped by a hand gripping your wrist and you were met with a slightly flushed, wide-eyed Lucifer.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked awkwardly whilst trying to still sound stern.

“Showing you the ‘something’ that you agreed I could show you. Do you disagree now?”

“Uh well, not exactly...”

“Don’t worry, we’re not gonna do anything. This is just an exhibition,” you teased as you proceeded against the force on your wrist to finish unbuttoning your shirt.

He gulped as you slid the garment off your shoulders and let it fall to the ground, his cheeks turning an even brighter shade of red as he drank in the sight of your lace adorned breasts. Smirking to yourself, you reapproached him and slung your arms around his neck, your thigh rubbing up against the bulge forming in his pants.

“Excited are we? I haven’t even shown you the bottom half yet.”

“It’s been a few hundred years, alright… give me a break…”

(Word Count: 500)

Classes at RAD were finally finishing up, and what better way to celebrate than a pool party? Diavolo had planned it, of course, inviting all the demon brothers, the other exchange students, and even their friends from the Celestial Realm.

Over the course of the semester, you took a particular liking to Mammon, and despite him denying it for the longest time, about a week before finals, he finally admitted that he liked you too. You were both looking forward to spending more time together at the pool party and having a good time now that you finally didn’t have to worry about school.

Arriving at the pool, you were immediately met with Diavolo who greeted you and welcomed you to the gathering. You saw that mostly everyone had arrived already and you were probably the last. It didn’t take you too long to spot Mammon’s silver hair and tan skin in the crowd so without hesitation, you started making your way over to him.

“Hi Mammon,” you said shyly, interrupting his conversation with his brothers.

“He- WHOA!” he exclaimed as he turned to look at you, his eyes wide as ever seeing you in your bikini. “Uh… hey guys, excuse me for a sec, would ya?” he said nonchalantly as he stood up and quickly dragged you away to the nearest room he could find.

“Oi! What do ya think you're wearing?!” he blurted pinning you to the door, “Or like… why aren’t you wearing more?”

“It’s a bikini, Mammon, because this is y’know, a pool party…?” you mocked, furrowing your eyebrows at him.

“Grr… pool party my butt, you can’t be goin’ out there in front of all those guys wearin’ that. Especially not around Asmo, he might get all touchy, grabby y'know.”

“What about you? I’m sure you want some touchy, grabby action right now don’t you?” you teased, knowing he was just being jealous and possessive.

“Me?! No way, I ain’t nothing like Asmo, I can definitely control myself around a human.”

“Oh? But I think that predicament in your trunks say otherwise.”

“Oi! W-why’re you lookin’ down there?” he blushed, finally letting go of his grip on you as he turned his body away.

“I was just taking a peak at your body… and then my eyes kinda just… slipped,” you feigned innocence as you walked up to him, your hands stroking over his toned abs as you quickly went in for a kiss.

“You better not tell the others about this…” he said shyly, finally giving in and wrapping his arms around you, his hands going straight to your ass.

“I mean… they probably already have their suspicions considering you dragged me away… alone…”

“WHAT?!”

“Shh! Calm down, babe… if we're already here, we might as well make good use of the situation, right? I know you want to.”

“Uh… I mean… I suppose… but only because we’re already here…” he agreed shyly, his cheeks still flushed as he avoided eye contact with you.

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“Levi…” you whined as you laid sprawled out on his bed, “When are you gonna be done with that game?”

“Hold on… I’m almost done…” he replied, his attention still fixed on his screen.

“That’s what you said thirty minutes ago!?”

“No, I’m serious this time.”

“Ugh…”

Growing impatient, you peeled yourself off his bed and made your way towards him, sitting down right next to him on the sofa, as close as you possibly could. Leaning against him, you turned to look at him, intently gazing at him as he continued to play his game.

“Levi, why are you ignoring me?” you whispered into his ear before pressing soft kisses along his neck, wrapping  your arms around one of his and hugging it close to your body.

“I-I’m not… I’m just trying to finish this up really quick...” he stuttered, still trying his best to concentrate on his game, but now that you were all over him and distracting him, he was failing miserably.

“You are though…” you pouted at him, leaning your head against his when he refused to look at you.

As hard as he tried to ignore it, on top of you leaning on him, he couldn’t help but notice the feeling of your boobs pressing against his arm. It was embarrassing for him  to admit it, but in all honesty he had thought of you in ‘that way’ many times before, but never while you were around. After all, you were his girlfriend so he couldn’t really help it, but he didn’t wanna be making advances if you weren’t on the same page as him.

“Babe… are you okay?” you giggled, noticing his face was now as red as a tomato.

“Yeah! I’m perfectly fine!” he lied, biting his lip as he struggled to retain his focus.

You hadn’t really noticed how badly he was doing in his game until suddenly, the words ‘Game Over’ appeared in huge letters on the screen.

“Gah!” he exclaimed as he let his console fall to the ground, his hands immediately going up to cover his face as he threw his head back, “Dammit…”

As your eyes went down from the game console on the ground, then back up to Levi, you were suddenly stopped in your tracks by a noticeable tent in his pants. You could feel your face flush a little at the realization that you must’ve been the cause, but to say it wasn’t a little flattering would’ve been a lie.

“Levi…?” you started, a playful tone in your voice as an uncontrollable smirk spread across your lips. You knew it would embarrass him to point it out, but could you really pass up the opportunity to have a little fun with him? “Could this be why you lost your game?” you giggled as you gently poked at his bulge.

“EEK!” he squealed as he scrambled to find something to cover himself, avoiding eye contact with you once he did, “I-it was all your fault…”

“Oh was it? I’m sorry, Levi… want me to fix it?”

“F-fix it...??!”

“Mhm.”

*nose bleed, hyperventilates, dies*

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“Satan,” you called softly, finding him sitting on one of the sofas in the library reading a book.

“Oh, hi,” he greeted with a smile, gesturing for you to sit with him, “How’d you know I was here?”

“Where else? We don’t have classes right now, but you weren’t in your room… I figured you must have your nose in a book though, and what’s the one place full of books besides your room?”

“Ah, I see. So you’re good at logical reasoning.”

“Of course, I learned from the best!” you smiled, nudging him suggestively. “Watcha reading anyways?” you asked before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Just a book about humans… it’s possible that a certain human may have sparked a deeper interest in my knowledge of them…”

“A certain human you say?! Are you talking about… Solomon?”

“Are you really making me state the obvious?” he whined as he shook his head at you.

“Alright fine, I won’t,” you giggled before pressing a kiss to his cheek, “By the end of that book, you’ll probably know more about humans than me.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well… I was never really a good student...”

“Really? You seem to be doing well in your classes here.”

“Maybe that’s because... I’ve taken a liking to demons.”

“Is that so?” Satan chuckled, putting his book down for a moment to flirt back with you.

“Mhm… or maybe a certain demon,” you smirked as you pressed your lips against his. He didn’t let the kiss last long, smiling at you lovingly as he pulled away and holding his book back up to his face, “Are you gonna let me finish reading now?”

“Hmm… we’ll see…” 

Shifting yourself slightly away from him, you positioned yourself in a way that you could rest your head in his lap. Once you’d made yourself comfortable, you looked up at him, finding that he was already looking at you, his cheeks flushing as he awkwardly broke eye contact with you and reverted his focus back to the book. You giggled at how embarrassed you were making him, continuing to gaze up at him while he read.

“Stop staring at me…” Satan stated as he shifted slightly in his seat.

“I can’t stare at my boyfriend?”

“You’re distracting me.”

“I didn’t necessarily agree to letting you finish your reading.”

“Ergh…” he growled in frustration, thinking he should just try harder to ignore you.

“By the way, your lap is becoming oddly uncomfortable,” you teased, feeling his stiffening bulge pressing up against the back of your head as you continuously squirmed around in his lap.

“Maybe you should stop moving around so much then…”

“Maybe you should stop reading.”

“Maybe you’re right,” he finally complied, quickly shutting his book and placing it on the small table in front of him, “I suppose the best way to learn about humans is from the humans themselves.”

“Are you suggesting… Solomon should give you a lesson about humans?”

“At this rate, I’ll be giving you a lesson about demons instead.”

[outrebanx]

don’t feel (4)

jj maybank x female reader

masterlist

part one // part two // part three

summary: you and jj go on your surfing date and get to know each other until topper interrupts (terrible summary im sorry)

word count: 2.3k

warnings: mentions of abuse, swearing, topper is a dick (sorry lads), gets pretty angsty at the end (it wasn’t even gonna be an angsty chapter but my brain got the better of me apologies) i also havent read it through so pls ignore the mistakes

—— I am in no way romanticising abuse if you have any issues with my writing pls message me

A/N: everyone say hallelujah because i’ve finally written something!!!!!!!!!! sorry in advance if it’s not the best, i havent written in like a month and i struggled with this chapter before my little hiatus but i want to finish this series so badly so i did some the other day on the train and its kinda got me back into the swing of it :) as always feedback is appreciated

After JJ had left last night, it didn’t take long for you to finish cleaning the pool and then collapse onto your bed for one of the best nights of sleep you’d had in a while.

Your alarm woke you up out of your slumber, and as you reached for your phone turn it off you hissed in pain as your injuries on your side and head throbbed at the movement.

Lifting your pyjama shirt up to inspect your side, you were met with a large bruise and as you looked at it you couldn’t help but feel a little hatred for Topper and his carelessness - no doubt he’d try and talk to you soon enough to apologise, but that was a problem for another day. Today’s problem was meeting up with JJ for your little date, you had no idea if it would even go well but you knew you had to try as you were apparently soulmates. You looked at the bruise on your side again making you realise it would definitely be obvious when you were wearing your bikini so you were going to have to try and find a shirt to cover up, at least for the initial part of the day.

Going through your draws you found a nice black bikini that complimented your body nicely and a large shirt, that was slightly see-through but not enough to really show your bruise, as well as some of the other scars on your body from multiple different injuries. You got dressed, brushed your hair before pulling it into a loose bun, and quickly admired yourself in the mirror before picking up your keys and leaving your room.

You poked your head into your sister’s room, only to be met with her soft sleeping face, you didn’t want to wake her up, but you needed to let her know you’d be out for the day, and hoped she would be too instead of at home on her own.

You walked over to her, lightly flicking her nose, and laughed as she tried to swat your hand away, still half asleep.

“I’ll leave you alone if you open your eyes.” You said, ready to poke her cheeks until she woke up enough to talk to you.

She groaned as she opened one of her eyes, “it’s so early, let me sleep.”

“It’s almost 10, in what world is that early?” You asked, a smile on your face at how incapable she was in the mornings, an almost polar opposite to you who always loved waking up early.

“My world.” She huffed, pulling the covers up over her face.

“Okay well I was wondering if you were going anywhere today as I’ll probably be gone for most of today, but I can try and make it back early if you are on your own.”

“No I’m going to Carley’s again,” she pulled the duvet off her face to raise her eyebrow at you in question, “but where are you off to? You almost never socialise with people.”

You jokingly scowled at her, “Hilarious and if you must know I’m meeting up with a boy for a possible date thing.”

She squealed and sat up to look at you, “Oh my god yes! Who is it? Do I know him? Is it Topper? What are you doing on the date?”

“I’m guessing you’re awake now jesus christ. But you’re going to have to find out about it later, after the date so if it goes badly I don’t have to tell you.”

“Rude,” she pouted, “But have fun!”

You gave her a small wave before heading out of her room and downstairs to grab some toast before you left.

Even though it was tourist season, the beach seemed pretty empty and calm when you arrived, a few people in the sea already catching the waves, and as you looked at all the different groups on the beach the blond hair of JJ Maybank caught your eye.

He seemed to notice you at the same time as you saw him, he waved and walked over to you, “Hi.”

You smiled at him, trying to ignore the pain you felt on your face as you took in his injuries, “Hey, you good?”

“Always, and like I said yesterday I’ve had worse - Topper isn’t exactly the best at beating people up.” He laughed it off, but you couldn’t help but think there was something behind the words he was saying.

“Sure,” you said, fiddling with the hair band on your wrist, “well I hate small talk, so are you ready to be amazed by my incredible surfing skills.”

He laughed, clearly not convinced, “Bring it on Y/N.”

You grabbed your board from your car, and headed with him to the water, trying to pay more attention to the waves than his toned chest, not wanting him to realise how attractive you found him - you didn’t need that sort of teasing.

The two of you walked out into the water, moving to lay on the board as it got deeper so you could paddle out a little further. The waves weren’t as big as you’d like, but at least the sea wasn’t flat, otherwise this whole day would be less than ideal.

Both you and JJ sat up on your boards, waiting for the perfect wave for you to ride, and as you watched the water you could feel JJ watching you.

You turned to him, eyebrow raised, “What?”

“Why are you wearing a shirt?”

“Are you that desperate to see me in a bikini?” You joked, trying to avoid the question.

“Of course,” he winked at you before a look of seriousness came back over his face, “but also a little concerned as not many people where shirts in the water.”

“I bet they do, but if you must know, where Topper elbowed me last night I have a shitty bruise and I didn’t want people on the beach to see and maybe judge, so I covered up.”

“Oh, um, can I see it?”

“A bit of a weird request,” you chuckled, “but I guess so yeah.”

You lifted up your shirt, revealing the dark purple mark across your side, green tinging the outside of the mark, you heard JJ breathe in sharply as he took in your injury, “Holy shit are you sure you’re alright, like obviously I can feel it slightly but it looks awful Y/N.”

You gave him a small smile, “I’m fine, can we surf now?”

He nodded, and as he turned away from you he muttered under his breath, “Just avoid every question I ask huh?”

You looked at him, eyebrow raised, but he was already paddling his board to catch the next wave.

So that’s what the two of you did for almost two more hours, caught lots of waves - showing off the different tricks you could do, which in your opinion you were much better than him, not that he would admit it - and spoke about all the little things you could think of whenever you were waited for a good wave. Even whilst talking, you felt like you weren’t really talking, neither of you really spoke about anything deeper than your favourite colours or films and you were pretty sure he was now beginning to notice how you avoided any question about your home life. But you knew he was hiding something too so you didn’t feel as bad.

It was when you were both out of the water that the day took a turn for the worse. You were heading to where your bags were when you spotted Topper arriving at the beach, his eyes searching for something. And you were pretty sure that that something was you.

“You’ve got to be shitting me.” JJ said from where he stood behind you, looking at the way Topper was now manoeuvring along the beach looking for you.

You held out your hand in front of JJ, “Please stay here, I’m gonna talk to him and do not want you to start something.”

“He started it last night not me.” He scoffed, ignoring the way your eyes rolled at how childish he sounded.

“Just stay here. Please.”

You didn’t wait for him to answer, instead you headed towards Topper, bracing yourself for the apology that he was going to try and give you, even if you were far from forgiving him.

He spotted you as you approached him, smiling widely and jogging over to meet you half way.

“Hey Y/N I was looking for you.”

“I guessed that.” You say, crossing your arms as you stood looking up at him.

“Right,” he moved his hand through his hair, “well, um, I know you said last night that you didn’t want to see me, but I can’t stand you being mad at me and I really want to apologise. I really didn’t mean to hurt you and i don’t think I’m like Rafe and hurting you is the last thing I would ever want -and can you please say something!”

You couldn’t help but flinch at his raised voice, his eyes widening at your reaction.

“Shit I’m sorry Y/N, please talk to me.”

“I have nothing to say to you Topper, you hurt me and it might take a while for me to forget that. So I have nothing to say.”

“But-“ he tried to reach for you hand, but was instead met with the empty space as you stepped away.

“Nothing to say.”

You looked at his sad eyes one more time before turning around and heading back towards where you assumed JJ still was.

You didn’t realise you were shaking until you reached JJ and he looked at you with worry, “Woah are you alright?”

“I’m fine, it’s just-” you clenched your fists, “nevermind it doesn’t matter now anyway.”

He stepped towards you, “You know Y/N, this whole soulmate thing means we need to talk to each other about stuff, so it does matter. Please talk to me.”

You tapped your foot anxiously as you considered his words, “Fine. It’s just that in my life I haven’t had many people who care about me, and most of the time if they do care, I either push them away or they leave because they realise I’m not worth it. But never T - he was always there for me and my sister, and I’m just not sure I want to lose that but at the same time he hurt me and yeah that’s pretty much it.”

JJ put his hand on your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze as you looked up at him, “Well thanks for telling me but we might have to continue later because the idiot,” he pointed behind you to where Topper was now marching towards you, “has spotted us.”

“Oh for fucks sake.” You muttered, wondering if the angry look on his face was due to seeing you with JJ. It most definitely was.

You waited for him to get closer, no longer in the mood to deal with his shit.

“Really Y/N? You won’t talk to me or spend time with me but you’ll spend time with this dirty pogue?”

“I’ll have you know I bumped into him a while ago and we were just chatting and even if I hadn’t, who I spend my time with is none of your fucking business Topper.”

You could feel JJ tense up beside you as you lied to Topper about why you were with him. You’d apologise to him later but if Topper knew you’d been on a date together then the situation would get much worse a lot quicker than you’d like.

“Funny that I don’t believe you,” he scoffed, “but then again all you do is lie Y/N isn’t that right? Lie to everyone about everything, especially your home life.”

You froze, shaking your head for him to stop speaking, but he was too lost in his own anger and jealousy to realise he was crossing a line that could never be undone.

“Does your new friend know about that? Or should I tell him?”

“Topper please, don’t.” You reached out a hand to try and calm him down. You could feel JJ’s ocean eyes focused on you, his suspicions apparent.

“Well Y/N, you’ve already made it clear you don’t want to be friends with me so I’m just passing the information to the next guy you’ve found so he can pick up the pieces whenever you decide to show actual emotions.”

“Please-“ You tried.

“Her parents beat the shit out of her and her sister, that’s the big reveal,” he told JJ, ignoring the tears streaming down your face, “but what she doesn’t realise is that she is as emotionless and uncaring as them, so be ready for when she gets bored of you and throws you out like yesterday’s trash.”

Topper didn’t even look at you as he left, leaving you crying and JJ staring at you wordlessly. Your whole life unravelled before you, in one of the most to the point and unpleasant descriptions you’d ever heard, ignoring the implications of what he said about you. Is that really what people thought about you?

The silence between you and JJ became too much for you, you steadied your breathing, wiping the tears off your face “Well I think I’m gonna go, it was nice spending time with you, I guess I’ll, um, see you around.”

You looked up to see him open his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly closed it. You nodded to yourself and headed back home, ignoring JJ finally saying your name behind you, you just wanted to get away from the disaster of your first date with him. Soulmates sometimes didn’t work out and apparently yours was one of those, even if you wanted it to work.

A/N pt2: i was gonna add a bit of JJ’s perspective but im lazy so sorry y’all and sorry again for the fact i haven’t read through it i’m ill and sorry again (i feel like a youtuber making apologies here) that this isnt my best i’m just happy ive posted something and thanks for reading

A/N pt3: (it never ends sorry) I don’t know whether it’s because I’m very unromantic but even if I had a soulmate I wouldn’t feel strong feelings straight away so I tried to portray that but it gets better in the next chapter!!

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[honeymoonjin]

bts reaction - you get harassed in front of them

A/N: done as an anonymous request. I really had fun doing this, I haven’t done one in a while! 

Jin

• I feel like jin would be one of the members that is more likely to get upset than angry

• He hates that a so-called fan would run up to you and slap you on the ass after jin was kind enough to let him take a selfie with the two of you

• He hates even more that there’s nothing he can do except make sure you’re okay

• He makes some excuse to the boys to leave early, and you have to drive him home, wincing at his sullen expression

• When you get inside the dorm, all he wants to do is snuggle up with you and watch some Gordon ramsey reality show

• After a few hours, when the other boys start returning and it gets late, he notices you’ve fallen asleep on his shoulder, so he carries you to his bed to make sure you won’t wake up with their noise

• As you sleep, he gets out his phone and scrolls through twitter, too riled up to sleep

• A video of the encounter is trending, and he notices the outpouring of support for you among army, notably the top hashtag in south korea is “respecting bts means #respectingy/n”

• He also sees all the grainy, low-quality screencaps and fan-taken photos of his upset face after the event, with army jumping to send their messages of love to him and you and hate to the male army who thought this was okay

• Each one of the members comes in, some one-at-a-time, some in pairs, to wish you well and hope that jin got a good night’s sleep

• Yoongi even sends taehyung to give him some leftover soup that he had prepared for the others for dinner in jin’s absence

• When jin finally lays down to sleep he spoons you and holds on tighter than he ever has, needing your comforting presence and touch to relax him

Yoongi

• Yoongi is an extremely blunt guy, so when a man approaches the two of you and blatantly flirts with you, he asks him to leave and says you’re taken

• The guy screws his face up and says that you’re ugly anyway and you have terrible tits, followed by him grabbing onto one of said tits and giving it a rough squeeze

• Yoongi immediately jumps up once you bat the guy’s hand away and rub away the ache, and again tells him to leave

• hoseok automatically turns to you to lead you away from the scene and comfort you while yoongi confronts the guy

• since they’re out in public, bts were still being accompanied from a distance by some security personnel, and they rush forward once the man reaches out and shoves yoongi

• yoongi doesn’t swing back, but instead storms moodily back to you as the guards drag the man away

• he tells you you need to stay with the members at all times (since he knows you were eying up the ice cream cart down the beach) and throws you his shirt to cover up

• he loves your body and thinks you should have the freedom to wear whatever clothes you want, but he also feels uncomfortable with the way guys look at you, and this is the last straw for him

• throughout the afternoon, some of the boys come and go, splashing in the waves, getting food, the maknaes even build a sandcastle with a moat, but yoongi keeps you by the bighit umbrella, close to the staff and somewhat away from the crowds

• you don’t complain, knowing that he’s just worried about you, but it is kind of boring just chilling, so you start kissing his neck, and running your hand up his thigh, anything to get him in the mood

• his testosterone is clearly still raging from before, because in no time at all he’s growling into your ear, “you’re mine, baby girl” and lifting you onto his lap, facing him

• under the shade of the sun umbrella, he pulls your bikini shorts to one side and fingers you until you bury your face in his neck and quietly come on his fingers

• he pulls them out of you, licks them clean and tells the staff to let his members know the two of you are going home

Hoseok

• it happens as you’re leaving the public bathrooms, so you keep your cool and don’t bother telling hoseok then and there, knowing he’ll only freak out

• he notices your change in demeanor and asks you a couple times if you’re okay

• you keep deflecting him until you get home at the end of the day, and you admit that a guy had approached you and tried to put his hand up your sundress and feel you up

• hoseok’s sweet, concerned attitude drops and his face hardens

• “you should’ve told me, jagiya. Then I could’ve gone up to him and shown him what he gets for touching someone without their permission”

• “this is why I didn’t tell you, hobi. I knew you’d react like this.”

• “is that right? Well, I’ll show you how I react”

• You regret not telling him about two hours later, when you’re pinned beneath him and begging him to let you come

• “hearing that a man harassed you makes me very angry, y/n. if you had told me, I would’ve got my anger out on him, but now we’re alone and I have to take my frustrations out on you, do you understand?”

• It’s a long night, and you’re exhausted by the time you tuck yourself under the sheets and snuggle up against him

• His dominating personality has finally left him, and he kisses you softly, admitting in the silence of the night that he was just scared that something worse would happen and you wouldn’t tell him

• You promise you’ll be more upfront in the future, and he sighs contentedly, falling asleep with an arm wrapped loosely around you

Namjoon

• If you saw that clip of joon cocking his eyebrow at the press conference the other day you know exactly what the fuck im talking about

• Sweet boy namjoon was just enjoying his day out with you and the boys, but some asshole had to come up and pull at the string of your swimwear bottoms, causing it to just about fall off you

• This means war, and dom joon comes out to play

• He dumps a picnic blanket over your lap while you fix the knot and leaves his band members to look after you as he goes off after the guy

• You can’t hear what he says, and you can see he’s not being physically aggressive, but the look on his face has you feeling all kinds of ways

• The asshole goes pale, holds his hands up in surrender and jogs off

• When namjoon comes back and sits with you all again, everyone asks him what he says but he just tenses his jaw and shakes his head

• He’s in a shitty mood for the rest of the day but doesn’t do anything else

• At least not until you get home

• “that man clearly didn’t understand that you were mine. I guess I’m not doing a good enough job at marking you up, now, am i?”

• By the time morning comes you can barely walk out to the kitchen, and your neck and thighs are littered with hickeys far too dark to cover with concealer

• Namjoon just looks up at you over a sip of coffee and grins

Jimin

• Jimin isn’t exactly scared of confrontation but he’s more a fan of passive aggressive tactics

• Meaning instead of going after the guy that groped your ass as he walked past, jimin will be complaining to the other members about it for the next five hours

• “it’s just so disrespectful, who even does that to a girl anymore?” “…yeah, we heard you the first time, chim.”

• Clingy jimin mode: activated

• You need to go to the bathroom? Want to go get your jacket from the car? Too bad, jimin’s glued to your side and he’s not going anywhere

• Pda turned on to the max so that he can try and assert some dominance, so you’ll be sitting on his lap on the beach the whole afternoon

• He figures nobody can grope your ass again if it’s pressed up against his dick

• Of course, he wants to make sure you’re okay, though you can tell he’s more bothered than you

• At one point, he’ll start drawing lazy circles on your thigh with his finger, or resting his chin on your bare shoulder just so that you can feel his presence

• While you laugh it off with his bandmates, he pouts and whispers into your ear, “are you really okay?” only cheering up once you insist about eight times you are

Taehyung

• He knows he shouldn’t, but when he sees the skeevy guy run up to you and shove his hands between your legs when you’re bending over in the sand to pick up a shell, taehyung throws a punch at the guy

• Security run over, but the two of you were going for a romantic walk along the coastline as the sun set, and you were a wee bit away

• You stand up with a shocked squeal and watch in horror as taehyung’s fist catches the guys jaw dead-on, sending him flying

• As the man is sprawled out on the wet send, taehyung stares at his own hand in shock, beginning to hastily apologize to the man for hurting him, even though that man had just assaulted you

• He never meant to be violent, and he’s flooded with shame when security does catch up and lift the guy off of the ground. He can see the way the man’s bottom lip is split and bleeding, and he feels overwhelmingly guilty

• You’re patting him on the cheek and asking if he’s okay, even though he should really be asking you that, but he allows himself to rest his chin on the top of your head when you pull him into a tight embrace

• You thank him profusely for defending him, but you can tell how terrible he feels, especially when the boys run over and Jungkook starts cheering him on for that ‘sick blow’

• He becomes quiet and pensive for the afternoon, and you stick by his side, putting on the shorts and tee you had arrived in and leaning on his shoulder as he stared out onto the horizon

• You knew he was analyzing his reaction and wondering where that violent streak came from, since he had never really been a possessive boyfriend in the past

• After a few hours of solemn silence, you call over jin and tell him that you’re going to take taehyung home

• He’s still deep in thought even as he walks inside and collapses on the couch, so you run a bath and lead him in, sitting in front of him with your hands on either side of his face, pushing back his floppy bangs tenderly

• He zones back in once you press your lips to his, and the two of you make love in the bath passionately and in no hurry

• Once the two of you finish, he starts to become a bit more lucid, and although he’s still quiet, he cheers up a bit when you join the other members as they return, the eight of you watching one of taehyung’s favorite animes for the millionth time

Jungkook

• Jungkook can sometimes be the cockiest guy on the planet, but when it comes to real life situations, especially with strangers, he’s totally out of his depth

• He’s not actually with you when it happens, but instead looking for crabs along the wet surf with namjoon

• Namjoon jabs him on the shoulder and points, and he looks over to see you in a heated argument with a man he doesn’t recognize

• He runs over immediately, but by the time he gets to you and asks what’s happened security has already broken up the fight and made the man leave

• You tell him in a rage that the guy had asked you out, and then slung his arm around your waist and tried to pull you into an embrace when you said no, saying he ‘only wanted a hug’

• Jungkook stares off at the guy being escorted away with a dumbfounded look on his face

• He doesn’t really know what to do to help you, especially since you seem to be absolutely furious rather than hurt or scared

• He just keeps apologizing and offers for the two of you to go home

• You shake your head and tell him you want to stay and have some more fun while it’s nice and warm, so he reluctantly agrees, but while you’re topping up your sunscreen, you catch him running around all his hyungs, whispering in their ear and looking over at you

• You obviously can’t hear what he’s saying, but for the rest of the day you notice how there’s always at least two members around you, and they seem to be being extra nice

• Taehyung doesn’t splash you, even after you do it to him, hoseok doesn’t do that thing he always does where he jabs you in the ribs when you’re not looking, and yoongi offers to share the hot chips he brought from the little food truck in the parking lot

• Jungkook himself is also extra nice, and you think you must’ve caught him staring at you a million times today, making sure you’re alright and not upset

• Later that night, when the two of you are in bed, and you’ve already fallen asleep, he runs a hand through your hair and whispers, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect you, jagi. I’ll do better next time.”

[cryptidflavored-archived-blog]

I can’t believe people are being so gross about your edit omgg Like I get that maybe girls do wear bikinis or whatever but that doesn’t mean that an old dude can draw 15 y/os in skimpy little swimsuits and one with her bra falling off Keep up the good work sqoo 👍🏼

YEAH! im not going around saying every teenage girl ever has to stop wear bikinis but somebody literally said i was oppressive anyways lol. it doesnt even make sense with their characters for them to be wearing bikinis! momo is self concious! jirou obviously didnt want to be in that bikini! ochako would be embarassed! but no. since 1 person knows 1 other teenage girl who wears skimpy bikinis then it’s obviously okay. they literally dont care about the characters at all they just want to start arguments lol

[blueonwrestling]

Sasha was a big star in NXT and on raw until they let Charlotte kill her momentum. Give divas a chance and NXT helped change the women’s division. Before Ronda was even thought of coming in, the women were doing amazing things and had already progressed past 5 minute matches and bikini battle royals. Were they Wrestlemania main event level? No, but they had enough to main event PPVs and raw/smack down. There’s a reason 2015 is seen as the start of the revolution and not 2018. I’m sure eventually all of 4hw would have became stars of the women’s division. Becky still could have had her breakthrough even without Ronda since her beef was mostly with Charlotte anyway. I just think it’s stilly to deny that women had great success prior to Ronda.

Im not talking about Ronda coming in, i’m talking about Ronda Rousey in MMA. 

2015 was they were still divas, the revolution was bungled from the start and very rarely will you see a feud outside of the title matches, how many feuds have actually happened outside of titles in the past 5 years? Bianca and Bayley are feuding...what other LONG term feuds actually have happened? Has there been a legitmate established women’s feud that’s non-title outside of that?

Becky would never EVER have had her massive breakthrough without Ronda Rousey as Charlotte is not the star Ronda Rousey is.

They had a good midcard success, but Ronda Rousey brought Becky Lynch up to being a legitmate draw.

[mistakemessenger-imagines]

Hello! I love your blogs and your writing! Just want to say thanks for doing this! Anyway ifnits not too much trouble Can I ask a request for st.v day, rfa,v,and saeran on a beach date, like first time see them in a swimsuit. I dont care how you do it: make each one separate or an rfa outing, pure smut or pure and chaste as hell, just make it fluff galore, I need some fluff man. Much love <3 and have a beautiful day! @valancystirling48

Well aren’t you just a ray of sunshine! Some will be fluff and some will be sin ;)

It was rare to get everybody in the rfa to get together with all having busy schedules to attend to. But rfa was a family, so even minor holidays were good enough reason to meet up–according to Seven atleast, whose idea it was to go to the beach for Valentine’s Day. With his amazing hacking skills, he managed to push back everyone’s schedules just so you all could hang out today. Now here you are at the beach with your partner, about to prepare to soak in some sun!

Yoosung:

He only needed to remove his shirt because he was already wearing his swim trunks, so it didn’t take any effort to get ready (he did have to mentally prep to expose his blindingly pale chest from staying inside all day playing LOLOL)

Being the gentleboy that he is, he waited until you finished in the changing booth to go have fun with the others

“Alright Yoosung, I’m done!” you hollered from the inside before the click of lock swung the door open

…Only to reveal you in a really…really nice bikini

A really nice bikini styled after that one really hot lolol character (ahri is a babe ok)

His face immediately flushed a bright crimson color, “M-m-m-mc!”

“Hm? You like it Yoosung? I had it custom made from a friend of mine!”

Poor boy didn’t know where to rest his hands when you cuddled up to him under the umbrella because everywhere he touched there was bare skin

Cute boi got jealous when he went to go get some water for the sandcastle you guys were making when a guy came over to hit on you and asked if you would play lolol with him

Yoosung ‘accidentally’ dumped his bucket of freezing sea water on him and the guy stormed off grumpy and embarrassed

“Oops :) I’ll go get some more water, Mc!” 

Yandere Yoosung can be vv cute

Jaehee:

“Jaehee, will you untie the strings of my dress for me, I can’t reach them.”

Blushing babe nervously fumbled with the strings until they untied and the dress plopped right down onto the blanket

And oh my goodness

You just looked so beautiful 

Jaehee feels blessed

Your swimsuit was a pretty beige one piece and it had a picture of a coffee cup on it and it was so cute omg the link i put doesn’t have a coffee pic but PRETEND OKAY

“Mc, you look…so pretty!”

She may have said that she isn’t innocent but gdi jAEHEE IS A PURE SOUL AND SHE ONLY THINKS YOU’RE GORGEOUS 

No sinful thoughts will enter her mind!!

When you two were belly boarding she might as well have died and gone to heaven with the way the water and sun shone down on you

You both walked along the shore hand in hand to find some really cute seashells so you guys could use them to craft or decorate the cafe with

When night rolled around and the whole gang was huddled around the campfire and seven singing the campfire song song, you and Jaehee provided hot chocolates and brought the ingredients to make smores!

Jaehee loved being cuddled next to you in the same blanket <3

Zen:

“Babe, what’s taking so long? We’re gonna start the volleyball match soon!”

“Okay okay, I’m done, I’m done, sheesh,” you mumbled as you walked out of the changing room in a really sexy nice looking burgundy bikini

Zen’s face could almost compete with the color of your bikini because dAMN you looked so good

He’s trying so so so hard to restrain the beast from just taking you against the wall then and there

Halfway through the beach volleyball match, everyone decided to do piggyback pairs because why not it’s more fun? Naturally you had Zen piggyback you

But he could barely focus on the game because bare skin and boob was pressing up against his exposed back

Zen looked liked he was about to pass out from a heat stroke so you brought him into a bathroom stall so he could cool down

Well as soon as the door locked, you were pushed against the wall, lots of rough kissing, and the room suddenly felt very hot zen you might actually get a stroke calm down

As soon as you were all riled up, he pulled away and huskily whispered into your ear, “We’re finishing this when we get home, princess.”

This was going to be a long day for sure

Jumin:

You remember the cat lingerie? Well they make the same thing but in the swimsuit material and you got yourself a black set

The difference from Zen is that right when you opened the door to reveal what you were wearing, Jumin just pushed you back in, locking the door and immediately backed you against the wall because you!! looked!! so!! sexy!!

He propped and held you up against the wall, moved the bikini bottom to the side and thrust himself into you, pounding relentlessly, basking in the noises you tried to keep in 

Jumin, to both of your dismays, had to make it a quickie–wouldn’t want anyone to get suspicious now would we?  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) still some good sex though

But he was definitely going to do a thorough job when you got home though :))

Anywho, after your little session, you had a lot of fun teaching Jumin the fun things commoners do at the beach! 

He even tried drawing a blueprint in the sand for the castle you were building; “I guess old habits die hard,” V chuckled at his friend

After losing the beachball while playing with it in the ocean, everybody washed up and decided to walk around the boardwalk too see the cool stores

Jumin bought you a cute new dress to wear instead of your current sandy one 

Afterwards he took everyone out to a restaurant there and covered the bill 

But the real fun happened when you got back to the penthouse later that night ;))

707:

Were his eyes deceiving him?? Did he need a new prescription?? 

Because Mc just walked out with the most amazing sailor moon bikini holy pepperonis you were cute and h o t

Saeyoung’s glasses literally started fogging up and he is enjoying the view of your adorableness 

He wishes you told him ahead of time so he could make a matching swimsuit!! But sadly his swimtrucks were the same design as his jacket 

The whole day he pretended to be in danger just so his magical girl could save him (eg “IM DROWNING!!”, “SAVE ME FROM THIS MONSTER!!” the crab)

All day, to the others, he seemed very behaved with keeping his hands off you but that my friend was not the case

In the water? He’s groping you all over. Sitting at a table? His hands are stroking teasingly up your thighs. No one’s looking? Smack! Right on your butt. The teasing lasted all day 

The worst was when everybody was chilling around the campfire when night fell; you were on Saeyoung’s lap and a big blanket he brought was wrapped around the two of you

That’s when he slid his hand down and started to rub you through the fabric of the swimsuit while casually listening to the story Zen was telling

He loved that you had to hold your moans in and refrain from squirming

When he felt your moisture start to seep through, that’s when he moved his hand inside your swimsuit to put his fingers to good use 

707 the sadist is merciless

V: (he’s not blind in this one because he deserves to have fun ok)

After taking some pictures of the ocean, Jihyun found you sitting on a rock, staring out at the ocean

He couldn’t resist snapping a candid of you; the soft ocean breeze moving your hair, the bright sunlight shining down on his angel, and your beautiful white swimsuit

Jihyun is a gentle sweetheart and he will not let any hand wander where it shouldn’t be; you want him to rub sunscreen on you? Well Jihyun is a well behaved man unlike SOMEBODY *cough*SAEYOUNG*cough*

Since he gets tired easily from sports and such, he’s mainly taking many photos of you playing with the others

He wasn’t going to join in the water balloon fight until surprisingly, Jumin pelted him with one (I don’t care who it is, best friends are always jerks to eachother LOL) He mainly used himself to shield you from being hit though

When you get tired, he already has a spot next to him for you under his umbrella and just hold you while running his fingers over the bare skin, as it is calming to him

When sunset was finally happening, this boy was rushing you to many different spots just to take pictures of you with the beautiful sky

Jihyun is so thoughtful because when it started getting cold and your normal clothes were all sandy, he knew to pack an extra set for you in a sealed bag bless his soul

Unknown: 

Saeran’s eyes practically popped out of their sockets when you saw you in your bikini

It wasn’t anything flashy, just a black two-piece 

But damn if the simplicity wasn’t hot, it was sexy

At first the thought of doing anything remotely sexual at the beach in public was a big no no so he didn’t do anything when he can just do it at home

Until he saw how other guys at the beach were staring you up and he did not like it, the possessive feeling now bubbling inside his chest

He was practically glued to your side like a guard, scaring away the guys with just his death glare

When he was escorting you to the bathroom he got into a stall with you, “S-saeran what’re you doing!?”

In an instant his lips where attached to your neck, “Leaving a reminder that you’re mine.”

It went no further than that, but the whole rfa was staring at your neck except v lol when you came back, but none dared to say anything

Except for Saeyoung, who told his brother congrats for getting some, which resulted with him getting beat up

No guys would come up to you anymore, even if they didn’t in the first place, but it made Saeran feel better so shhhhh

He did make up for it during the campfire by making your smores for you so your fingers don’t get sticky while his do

It’s the little things because now Saeran’s fingers are sticky and have sand all over them ew

He also made up for it with jealous sex that night too so no complaints

[tooruhyung]

im crying in the club fam

like life continues to be so freaking good and i feel so blessed and I don’t care how overused that word is and how you can’t say that un-ironically because i just did.

I think if i’d let myself I could definitely just cry from happiness.

Taking in all this beauty, now with the lessons that Lea and Ryosuke left me with enjoying life even more freely and so relaxed. It is just mind melting. Today i was just sunbathing and swimming and having not a care in the world. (Okay yeah i did because no one here is swimming and being in a bikini means i am showing off a lot of skin and also my tattoo sooo i went to a place that you can only reach from the water (like going knee deep) and swam there because i am a decent person who never does anything illegal and attention drawing in public parks or riverbanks you know. That’s drunk me, I don’t know her.)

Anyways you just must wonder what is your life when you are on a remote sand pad on the shore of the most beautiful lake you’ve ever seen and an eagle just casually lands beside you and now you are chilling with an eagle.

After that i came to the new backpackers hostel and here i talked with the receptionist (no worries he is too old for me to fall for him) and then helped a couple from Austria with being a translator and now they like me a lot and will take me to see Nebuta tomorrow with their car, and i am so happy because i have kind of given up on that! After that I just played with my new favorite buddies, 3 japanese kids who played ping-pong and that game where you have to catch the ball with this basket thingy that also shoots it out. So because they are 3 a fourth person was super appreciated and we laughed so much and they are very cute kids and very well mannered and i kind of love them already after two hours of playing and fooling around. Yuu, the little boy just went and checked where Hungary is right after they showed me a rubic’s cube and i told them it’s hungarian and i am as well! Also yes, i speak a hell a lot of Japanese here and that makes me happy as well. I feel so happy, really. I met so many nice and warmhearted people and i want to hug the entire universe.

[scarlethaki-archived]

[ I’m writing this to explain my side of the story since I’ve been painted as some heartless witch that can’t stand people making ooc/silly posts or even like I’m trying to turn people against others.  The only reason I’m making this post is because I’ve been vagueposted about and blocked on my other account, so my follow-up message to reach out and discuss things had never been responded to. I honestly don’t give a shit about the blocked part. What has made me the most frustrated is that they are ignoring the main point of this issue that has now ended up involving one of my friends too. We are NOT upset about the ooc posts or how you run your blog, it’s how you’ve gone and painted us as villains and you as the innocent victim in all of this. This is not to say that we are the victims in this situation either, because I for one prefer not to act like one.

Here is a screen cap of the message I sent. The hate-filled attack that started this all:

“Hey! I just wanted to pop in and tell you beforehand that the reason I unfollowed you on this blog and on scarlethaki is because I was uncomfortable with the amount of ooc posts that ended up taking over my dashboard. I just want to reassure you that it’s nothing against you as a person, and I’m still okay with interactions if you want to. :)”

That was the message I sent. Please tell me if that was uncivil in any way. Everyone has their preferences, and when your blog is 90% ooc that floods my dashboard, that’s my personal choice to draw the line there. I don’t mind ooc or crack posts at all-- I do them a lot too, but it was the amount in even just a single hour, and this in undeniable to anyone who knows this blog. You can post as much ooc as you want, but some people just don’t want their roleplay dash to be flooded with ooc conversations, shitposting, and pictures of girls in bikini and underwear. It’s even stated in the rules pages of all my accounts-- I may unfollow if the amount of unrelated ooc exceeds my preferences. Perhaps it would have been more tolerable to me if an ooc tag was used, but this person did not use that either (at the time).

They have every right to post as much ooc content they want, and I have every right to unfollow them if it gets too much for me. The only reason I messaged them first is because I didn’t want them to find out I unfollowed them later on their own and feel even worse/more awkward about it.

These were some of the responses on that person’s blog.

#DO U EVER LIKE GET ONE OF THOSE DAYS WHEN THINGS JUST SEEM TO GO WRONG EVERYWHERE SOMEHOW #... #IDK MAN #ITS LIKE EVERY SMOL THING OF BAD THAT HAPPENS YOU GET LIKE #.... #OKAY THEN FUCK IT #TBD. #JUST #PLS GET THIS THING ON YOUR HEAD GUYS IF PEEPS DONT WANT YOU THEN ITS THEIR LOSS #TBH #TBH DONT SET UP UR EXPECTATIONS TOO HIGH #ALSO DO KNOW THAT IF YOU HAVE THAT HOUR WHER EYOU'RE LIKE HAVING FUN OOC AND REBLOG/POST TOO MUCH SHITPOST I WILL NOT UNFOLLOW YOU FOR THAT. #I DO THOSE SMTMS BUT AS YOU CAN PROBS SEE WHILE SCROLLING I DELETE IT LATER ON #LIKE... #OKAY THEN. #NO ITS FINE RLLY #IM JUST. #AT LEAST TELL ME BEFORE I SEND IN THINGS TO YOUR ASKBOX BCS SOMEHOW THAT S HUMILIATING? #I MEAN. #OKAY THEN. JUST. #IM NOT NORMALLY THIS MEAN BUT WHEN I FEEL LIKE DIS I HONESTL DONT LOOK BACK AND CONSIDER BLOCKING PEEPS BCS #IM ALREADY INSECURE AND HAVE LOTS OF TRUST ISSUES FROM MY BULLYING YEARS AND NARC ABUSE EXERCISED IN MY TOXIC HOUSEHOLD #I DONT THINK I NEED MORE SHIT TBH. #I KNOW PROBS IM OVERREACTING AND THAT IF YOU APOLOGIZE FOR IT AND ALL SHOULD BE FINE BUT. #..... #HONESTLY. #ITS NOT. #EXCUSE ME IF ITS TOO MUCH OOC FOR YOU THEN. #BUT TBH EVERYONE HAS THOSE TIMES WHERE CRACK IS IN THE BLOG OR SHITPOST ENSUES #BUT DID YOU EVEN SEE THE TAGS SAYING TBD - TO BE DELETED?

#BUT TBH.... YOU MIGHT NOTE THAT EVEN IF THERE ARE CANNON CHARAS BLOGS AROUND ...I WILL NOT FOLLOW THEM ALL #THE REASON IS NOT ALWAYS THE WRITING OR PORTRAYAL BUT WHAT JUST HAPPENED #LIKE I RECEIVED HATE BEFORE FOR JUST SAYING SOMETHING A SHIPPER DID NOT LIKE #I DID NOT LIKE CROSS BOUNDARIES OR HATE ON THEM AOR ANYTHING IMERELY SAID THAT THERE WAS THIS TROPE THAT WAS LIKE BEING OVERUSED OR SMTH #AND YEAH #BUT YEAH THIS IS ONE OF THE MAIN REASONS WHY I DO MAINS CALLS BCS OF THESE SITUATIONS. #TBD.

H**** pls *raises hands* (anditsokayimajudokaicankickpeoplesassesnowrries!!) its fine rlly. thats their loss tbh. its just that it was a bit humiliating bcs the person sent me a mssg about how they werent folowing me anymore bcs of the ooc posts and i had just sent in a ic ask too - posts which later on get deleted anyways tho i do keep the content in a private paste or smth saved in case there’s something i need from it like the post about inviting u guys to gow tih me next year but—\ rlly i dont want drama !! they did apologize it just does still hurt bcs u know i just had sent in a interaction ic, but….its fine . it wont do any good causing chaos over this rlly. ^^’

yeah i totally share the opinion! which is why i think that this is a hobby and we’re humans not machines so ofc we’ll have those times where shitpost just happens and like when u guys this week calmed me down bcs i was having a nervous breakdown due to the late events …like this is our safe space so. but tbh im just not to have drama bcs i already have so much shit to deal on my dramatic life tbh ya feel? i dont want  like to be the one starting some kind of chaos here in the fandom bcs i totally know i will not get along with everyone thats scientifically impossible. i can tell u in private who it is if u want to know anyways but do promise me that you wont go to their inbox or anything for my sake. i honestly dont want to start drama or cause things.

Those were ALL in reaction to that single message I sent. As admittedly pissed off as I was, I decided to let it go. Strangely enough, despite the fact that I said I ran scarlethaki, this user has continued to follow me on here even though I unfollowed weeks ago. They also still follow my other blogs which I’ve mentioned I’ve run before, so I really don’t know what the thinking is here. But I didn’t block you and I never will, because I’m leaving the option of coming to me to discuss things open to you. I’ve tried approaching you once and that clearly didn’t work so the ball’s in your court now. Shutting your ears to someone never fixes a problem, it just gives you a sense of blissful ignorance to the real situation at hand.

The thing that frustrated me to no end was the amount of hypocrisy and victim-playing going on.

I sent you a private, friendly message. Instead of responding, you blocked me and then go off on your blog. Your messages were very clearly directed at me. So why couldn’t you just speak to me face to face? Is it because you wanted the sympathy of the public?

You say you don’t want drama... and yet you make several ranty posts to the public to see? How will this not incite drama? “I don’t want drama.” “It won’t do good causing chaos over this.” Are you not seeing what you’re doing? 

“I won’t get along with everyone” Please tell me WHERE in my original post I was ever hateful to you or said I didn’t like you. You’re making things up in your head.

“I can tell you in private who it is if u want to know anyways but do promise me that you wont go to their inbox or anything for me sake. I honestly don’t want to start drama or cause things.” So the people that are being slandered have to just sit quietly while you go off about them, even when you say that you’ll tell anyone that asks you about it? You may not have actually told anyone in private, but at this point I’ll be distrustful of everything you say due to the victim-playing and manipulation of the public going on here.

I won’t add too much about this next part since @jurakyuru​ has already defended their personal case, but since it’s tied into the original issue involving me, I will summarize it because I’m at my wits end.

This user had sent my friend a message asking them why they unfollowed and if it was a tumblr glitch. Funny enough, this is the exact situation I had wanted to avoid putting her in when I sent her that first message. I didn’t want her to feel awkward or embarrassed asking about such a thing and she blocked me for it, yet just a couple weeks later she does it-- and gets very upset when my friend civilly states why they unfollowed. So you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t I guess.

There was a very very long response written to my friend which is not in my right to share, but I can at least comment on the public posts that had been made. Foolishly I did not screencap the actual things in the heat of my frustration, but I had copy and pasted them into a conversation with a friend.

Let me tell you one thing: I never told anyone to unfollow you, nor tell them what to say to you. My friend showed me the message they sent to you and they themselves made it clear they unfollowed of their own accord. But keep going on thinking I’m telling people to unfollow you.

Also funny how you say the door’s open and to get out, but when we did that you got severely upset.

We did unfollow you. You went into rants.

You’ve been reasonable? Really? As soon as either of us said something not sugarcoated you blocked us.

I would go through your blog, but you deleted everything. I mean, I had copy and pasted pretty much everything, but if I hadn’t then your claim of evidence would have been meaningless.

No you didn’t send us harmful message directly, but you went on public rants and even offered to tell people our names if they just asked you.

I won’t go on about this for much longer. You said you wanted people to see both sides of the story and here they are: my message vs. your reactions. A quote I’ve always stood by is, “You’re not responsible for people’s reaction to you, just the words you say.” This is why I still feel no guilt for the message I sent you. I know what I said was reasonable and civil. I am not responsible or at fault for the way you decided to react to it. 

And now we’re here.

As I said before, I haven’t blocked you and I won’t. Despite everything, I still don’t hate you as a person. I am just very frustrated and disappointed at the reaction over the past two weeks, and now I’m a little bit worried as well because I don’t know who you spread your lies to or when. I did not want things to come to this because callout posts are generally looked down upon, but this is the best way for me to lay everything clear. All the screencaps and what both sides have done. I never conspired against you-- in fact I was still kind to you on my Whitebeard blog until I unfollowed you there as well after yesterday’s shitstorm.

In the end I really don’t think you’re a bad person. I don’t think you’re evil or a villain, but I do think how you have been behaving has been hurtful and irresponsible. I’m sorry to be posting this publicly, but I need to make sure that if you said anything about me in private, the truth is clear. ]

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when you get this, it would be cool to post 10 facts about yourself and then pass it along to 10 followers! 💕

Ummmmm ten facts shiittt I’m not that interesting

1. I’m actually a writer at heart despite my awful typing style. ive always had a sort of…talent for it? like I’m probably going to be an English major and I’m generally MUCH better at organizing my thoughts through writing than like…actually speaking them out. I can usually translate my thoughts into speech given enough time, but…most class discussions don’t give me that time lol generally I trick people into thinking I’m good at public speaking tho I’m good at hiding terror when forced to do shit 2. im also really self-aware and good at understanding why I do things and my emotions nshit. this doesn’t translate into being able to read other people necessarily, but instead makes me good at understanding others motives and reasoning behind their actions, even if they haven’t really thought about it themselves

3.I’ve had this blog since I was 14 almost 15, and i got a Tumblr because I was way into nine inch nails and wanted a place to look at all of the pictures of ron zernert. over the years my blog sort of turned into general punk music to nothing in particular to the like exclusively kpop and shitposts it is now. I really love music tho, all of it not just kpop. I really recommend the woods by sleater-kinney and the fragile by nin those are basically my two favorite albums EVER also fontanelle by babes in toyland le trigre and bikini kill hole the raincoats…ill stop now but know that if system of a down me in seventh grade saw the kpop now she’d try to beat me up. college me is over it tho thank god I was doomed the minute I got into marina and the diamonds at age 13

4. I loooovveeee animals like even most bugs they’re interesting and calming compared to people

5. my therapist called me highly intelligent once that counts for something in my life right

6. I’m not sure if I’m a lesbian or not like I’m attracted to some men but how I approach that attraction and generally how I approach men in general is really complicated and would take me like an hour to type out sooooo for now I’m bi but who even knows I sure don’t

7. I’m godawful at drawing but that doesn’t stop my love of art and art history heeeyyyy

8. I say my ult bias in kpop is minho of shinee but that’s a lie it’s yoongi from bts but the bias is kind of different in that it’s due to me and yoongi being. really similar personality-wise. like we-both-get-infp-on-meyers-Briggs-but-think-it’s-fucking-wrong-similar. I laughed so hard when i saw that during festa omg

9. speaking of which fuck personality tests they never get me right Idk my meyers Briggs I’m both a ravenclaw and a slytherin I don’t remember any astrology shit other than me being a Scorpio is anything really real anyway?

10. i have like 2000 words worth of writing to do this week in between classes so like. I’m not going to ramble on about personal shit for too much longer anyway I’m elizabeth if you’re ever in minneapolis and see some almost 19-year-old white girl with a huge nose and bad hair alone and probably looking nervous or doing some weird idle motion it’s likely me say hi lol also I love chicken and am craving Panda Express rn so we’ll see if I waste more money after class in over

I hate to impose so like I’m too anxious to send this on but I don’t get many opportunities to overshare the way I want too irl so thank u for sending friend