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[f1amour]

˖ ࣪ 𖥔 BED CHEM

pairing | charles leclerc x singer!reader

face claim | olivia rodrigo

content warnings | some social media au, birthday sex, unprotected sex, oral, fingering, praise kink, soft dom!charles, edging, dirty talk, public sex, restroom sex, car sex —18+ only, minors do not interact

authors note | another belated birthday story but hope you guys enjoy!! maybe this’ll bring good luck for todays race :))

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liked by charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lilymhe, and 1,938,733 others

yourusername my everything. my world. all in one. i will always be thankful to be so lucky that i have found a love that will last a lifetime. meeting you was like listening to a song for the first time and knowing it would be my favorite. it’s you today and tomorrow, forever and always, in another world and universe; it’ll always be you. happiest of birthdays my charlie. i love you. 💌🧸

view commmets below…

user1 your honor i love them

user2 “meeting you was like listening to a song for the first time knowing it would be my favorite.” FUCK I WANT A LOVE LIKE THEIRS

charles_leclerc mon amour. mon soleil. ma lune. mon étoile. merci de m'aimer et d'être mon meilleur ami. tu es le meilleur cadeau que je puisse jamais avoir. je t'aime maintenant et dans tous les univers. [my love. my sun. my moon. my star. thank you for loving me and being my best friend. you are the best gift i could ever have. i love you now and in every universe.]

yourusername charlie🥹🥹 i love you so bad, baby. (thank you google translate🤞🏼)

user3 the best gift i could ever have…i aspire to have someone love me like this one day

arthur_leclerc you guy make me sick.

yourusername applications open someone please date my brother in law so he could stop third wheeling with us!!

arthur_leclerc fuck you i got 200 message requests now because of this🖕🏼

yourusername ur welcome 😙

user4 the relationship she has with his family is so cute and hilarious😭 the fact she calls them in laws🥹

lilymhe alex is crying after seeing your post.

yourusername mission accomplished 🫡 thank you and alex_albon for setting us up 🫶🏼

alex_albon okay so when is the wedding?

charles_leclerc soon😉

yourusername YOU HAVENT EVEN ASKED ME?!

charles_leclerc i know but soon…i know you’ll be my wife

lilymhe great he’s crying again

user4 i can’t believe they’ve been dating four years now it’s CRAZY

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yourusername posted three stories!

slide 1/3 surprise!! my new single bed chem is out now dedicated to my favorite libra

slide 2/3 bed chem music video out at midnight, can you guess who the special guest is?

slide 3/3 the day that we met he was wearing this white jacket and now four years later he wore it once again for the music video…hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did ;)

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AUSTIN, TEXAS. 2024.

“what if someone hears us?” you breathe out shakily while charles’ lips are attached to your neck. his hands digging into your hips giving it a soft squeeze before he spins your around almost bending you over the counter and facing the mirror.

“has that ever stopped us? come on, baby. it is my birthday after all and you said i can have whatever i want. what i want is you,” his fingers slip under your skirt, pushing your panties to the side, “i think you want it too. you’re soaked for me.” charles kisses your shoulders as he adds two fingers, slowly stretching you out with your eyes connected to his through the mirror.

“remember our first date? you were practically begging for me to fuck you on the table right there in front of everyone. but only i get to ever see you like this, a mess for me,” he taunts, fingers moving deep inside of you, curling against your g-spot as he pushes your face to the side pulling you in for a deep kiss until you were both gasping for air.

“charlie, wanna cum…please,” you choke out, already feeling close with your walls fluttering around him. you push yourself against him already feeling his cock through his pants, you needed him.

"uh uh, baby," he purrs, "tonight is my night so i want you to cum all over my cock. before that i wanna come in your pretty mouth. on your knees, cherie.” he slowly pulls his fingers out and you moan at the loss of fullness before he’s tapping your ass signaling to kneel on the cold tiles.

charles’ eyes grow darker as you sink down on your knees and pull his pants down, his cock springs free. without notice you wrap your lips around the tip of him and his pre-cum coats your tongue as you take him further.

“mon dieu bébé, ta bouche est tellement parfaite. merde,” his hand tangle in your hair and around the back of your neck. your hand wraps around whatever doesn’t fit in your mouth and you speed up your movements, “shit. ‘m gonna cum mon amour.” he groans as you hollow your cheeks around him.

with just a few more strokes before thick ropes of cum fill your mouth, charles’ head thrown back in pleasure catching his breath before helping you up. he wipes the tears off your face gives you a sweet kiss teeth clashing as you both smile, “i love you so much.” laughter now fills the restroom as you jinx each other with the sentence.

his hand intertwined with yours after fixing each other’s appearance you walk out of the restroom and go back to sit down at the dinner where some of the other drivers and their partners were seated.

“fucking finally! you filthy whores we’ve been waiting 20 minutes for you guys. couldn’t you wait until after dessert!” max curses at the two of you and you give him the finger before sitting next to charles and lily right beside you,

“i got my dessert already.” you chuckle leaning your head on charles, his hand resting on your thigh. the rest of the group doesn’t mind, seeing the two of you with a smitten smile obviously enjoying yourselves but their faces turn sour at max’s next comment, “yeah, a salty one.”

“max!”

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after dinner you all headed out to your own cars and to the club where the real birthday celebrations would start for charles. however, you had one small wish to make on your behalf despite it not being your day. “don’t pout at me, baby. what’s wrong?” charles rubbed his thumb on your knee as he drove to the next destination.

“what’s wrong? you didn’t let me cum! i gave you a fucking blowjob with my knees on a filthy floor and i don’t get to cum? it’s your birthday but…i’m mad. i gave you a song, an entire album this year, i gave you leo, and what do i get? nothing!” you cross your arms and push his hand away.

“my love, is that why you’re upset? fine,” he takes a quick turn into an empty parking lot and you look at him confused because this certainly wasn’t the club you had booked. “charles, this isn’t the—.” you stop when he undoes your seatbelt and places you on his lap.

“have your way with me, ma chérie,” he leans in pulling you into a kiss, his hands on your face as you deepen the kiss and roll your hips against his causing him to let out a groan. clothes are quickly shrugged off to where your aching pussy rubs against his hardened cock.

his cock slipping in as you let yourself moan as he stretches you, “you take me so well," he grunts. "that’s my girl, just relax for me. gonna give you exactly what you want.”

now fully seated on charles, cock deep inside of you as he holds your face in his hands, “j'aime toujours à quel point tu es jolie quand je t'ai comme ça. [always love how pretty you look when i have you like this].” he grunts letting you rock your hips against him.

“still don’t know what you’re saying but i love how you talk to me in french,” you press your lips to his as he squeezes your hips. he thrusts up meeting your movements as well causing you both to let out loud moans as the car shakes, “tu me prends si bien, chérie. [you take me so well, sweetheart.]”

"don't stop, please, don't stop." you whimper feeling one of his hands pull away from your hip but gasp when it goes to your clit adding pressure to it, “charlie,” your moans coming out loud and needy, grabbing onto his shoulder and fucking yourself harder on him.

charles can’t help but let out a string of curse words mixed in french and italian. you have no idea what he is saying other than his usual pet names for you but it has you close to your orgasm and he could tell, “that’s it, baby. taking my cock so well give me a little more and you can cum.” he grabs you close to him your chest pressed against his as he forces himself up into you hitting your sweet spot with every thrust.

“cum with me, pretty girl.” a small nod and you capture his lips in yours letting out a moan against his soft lips as you reach your orgasm. a loud groan escapes his chest as he empties himself inside you.

you let a few minutes pass as you both catch your breaths and share a few sweet kisses, “best birthday ever, from my favorite gift ever. i love you,” charles smiles at you, his cock still buried deep inside you making the moment much more intimate for you, “i you, charlie.” you kiss his nose which makes him let out a low chuckle.

“we should probably get going before—.” as charles speaks up about heading to the club some bright car lights shine in your faces causing you to wince. you jump up startled when you hear a knock on the window, “fuck! mon amour…still inside you,” charles groans feeling your walls clench around his cock.

“you guys have been gone for an hour! we get it you like to fuck but we couldn’t get into the club until you arrived. i need a fucking drink!” max yells through the window stressed as if you had missed an importat meeting. in his eyes, you did.

however, his little tantrum caused the two of you to throw yourselves into a fit of giggles as he curses in dutch the only words you can understand are gin & tonic. “best birthday.” charles repeats, his loving smile directed at you. his best gift ever.

[ironladle]

Aesthetic Legacy

EDIT: Hey guys, thank you for all the love on this challenge! I have added 5 new generations to pick from <3.

Leave a suggestion in the comments and I'll work something out!

New challenge based on aesthetic emoji combos including:

Coquette:🎀🧸🕊️🩰✨

Spiritual:🌙🔮🦉🌚🪐

Clean girl:🧘‍♀️🍦🕯️🎧🫧

Rockstar gf: 🥀🎼🖤🎸🏍️

Old money:🚬🍷🍒💵⏱️

Nature:🧚🌿🍓☁️💐

Lover Girl: ❤️‍🩹💌👼💋☕️

Gothic🕷️💀🐦‍⬛🦇🐺

Star Girl:🪩💫🍸👽📸

Coconut Girl/ Hot Girl Summer:👙🥥🌊💅🌞

New Generations:

Horse Girl: 🐴🌾🧺🪵🌅

Cozy Kid Core: 🖍️☀️🧩🌈🍬

Acubi: 🐼🎱📓💭⚙️

Cottagecore: 🪴🍄👒⛅️🌻

Adventure core: 🧳⛰️🥾🌬️🗺️

Art Hoe: 🐝🎨🦋♻️🖼️ @mmartesims

Yay! enjoy

p.s I want to see your sims #aestheticlegacyv1

[astrow0rldx]

PAC: Who you are to this person in their life, mind & fantasies

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We are all just different concepts, roles, and versions to everyone in our life.

Pile One

Signs: Worshipping you. So Anxious - Genuine. INTJ? ENTJ? ENTP? xNTx. Dark Feminine, Unavailable Feminine vibes. CEO/office siren energy. Nonchalant/Distant. Self-Assured/Focused. Independent! One of you could have Scorpio/8th house placements or Earth sign.

They look at you as a strong mf. Very strong, physically but especially mentally. Your no one to be fw. Your extremely smart, and clever. Probably less naive. They see you as a confident, overcoming person who is loyal and committed to things you value and goals you set your mind to. Your courageous, intellectual, logical, and can be really good analyzer and straight forward. They think of you as whole, complete and someone that can guide them, teach them. Give them wisdom and hope.

Their feelings for you is very primal. Really Sexual or Thrilling. For some of you this person your asking about is a masculine energy between 16-29? You have a very powerful, transformative effect on them. A thirsty dog with their tongue hanging out. Ready to be satisfied, and you satisfy them. Your a satisfaction for them, kind of like someone they wish they had might literally be their type. They could be obsessive, tied to you. Possessive over you and just very demonic/low vibrational in their feelings, because its so intense. Its so exciting, and adrenaline inducing to them. About how they feel towards you, very chaotic. A lot rooting from desire and the root (action) chakra.

In their fantasy they could just fight any competition or barrier, win you over, and leave with you. Just start preparing and making plans for actions and next move. Their fantasy is having a choice and decision they have to make with you, a risk they might have to take. "Should I stay or should I go" having that courage!! They desire to hope and pray you guys can come together, celebrate. Be mutual and experience on another. They have so much faith in this. They already done wished upon a star. But their conscious thoughts about you is maybe feeling a little defeated, like a victim. and all up in their feels trying work it out & be emotionally mature about things. understand their feelings. If they aren't feeling defeated or like the victim, they might be like I said in that demonic, low vibration, desire energy where their trying to win you over by any means. they will do whatever, manipulate and be the bad guy on maybe your emotions, your emotional state, your romance, and your caring side.

Girl its half an hour past ten Got me waiting in my bed You’ve been busy in my head Since noon I got to feel you, freak you

come to my appointment

Now I feel the urge, I hope you feel it too Now imagine girl what I'mma do to you Girl the image of your body got me sprung Never felt like this about another one You are killing me girl cause is half past one My body trembles every time my clock agrees

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Pile Two

Signs: Earth Sign!! City Girl. High-Maintenance. Materialistic. Fashion Junkie. Hustler, Money Motivated. Good with Cosmetic things? Cosmetologist? Business Owner? Real-estate, looking for a home? Present yourself with class & value.

They see you as a very materialistic person, of this world. Someone who is stable, but not stable. Like a hustler. You might be insecure always chasing security or materialistic things. Working a lot, Starting a business. Focusing on home, cars, fashion, and items you want. Stingy with it to. Hoarding or Collector probably too. Just someone who builds the life they want around them, a reality creator, a manifestor.

(You and Pile One (so far) is asking about some people that's definitely ready to fuck) Their feelings for you is they might feel isolated from you, or need to be isolated from you to go within and focus on themself. Figure out what they want, because their stuck on something that they might not have had the time, or chose the time to think about. If they did their overthinking and working it out. But they definitely feel really lustful towards you, a lot of sexual energy. Hit it & quit it energy almost. A fun experience that they intensely desire. But they definitely feel a horny, exciting, drawn pull towards you. Could be intense.

Don't lower your self-worth now, even though it shouldn't be depending on this person anyways. They put you on a VERY high pedestal. Someone who they have to work for. In their fantasies, they will take on any baggage, and hardships for his empress. + The Lovers. which mean they definitely fantasize about loving on you, admiring you, being in a relationship with you. Winning you as a trophy. Their thoughts about you could be that their worried about your security and money and think its killing you, or its killing them. Making them feel inferior. They desire to leave something behind and create this little emotional, vulnerable, cutesy dynamic with you. Rush in and ask you stuff, tell you stuff, confront you on things. Again I'm scared this person is not a loyal, committed person in your life or planning to be but that's only for some.

I'm representin' for the bitches All eyes on your riches No time for the little dicks You see the bigger the dick The bigger the bank, the bigger the Benz The better the chance to get close to his rich friends I'm going after the big man My g-string make his dick stand Make it quick, then slow head by the night stand Like lightning, I wanna nigga with a wedding ring Bank accounts in the Philippines

I make him eat it while my period on A little nasty ho, red-bone but a classy ho Young jazzy ho and don't be scared If you're curious just ask me hoes And yes dick sucking comes quite natural Cause I'm da baddest bitch, what

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Pile Three

Signs: Water sign or Earth sign. Mysterious. Feminine. Have y'all met? New person in your life, from work/school? R&B. Throwback Music.

They see you as someone who might be hard to read. Hard to understand, and quite mysterious and unknown to them. Maybe manipulative, deceptive & delusional. They might even see you as spoiled, or someone who is given good opportunities. Blessed, and for some people its not always blessings from others, but they see you as someone who creates blessings for themself. A stable & grounded Person. But they definitely see you as a person on their own, and independent. Mysterious and Independent.

They feel again, hidden from you. Somethings unknown but they are willing to build with you, and work with you. Even provide for you. They might feel anxiety, nervous and a lot of overthinking limiting thoughts that prevent this connection from growing.

They desire to build some type of stability between you two. But they need to read you, and know something. The moon keeppsss coming out for how they view & feel towards you, but what they want & Desire is this High Priestess. With 10 of pentacles, this can be long lasting, stable. Is this like a job opportunity? Provider, Daddy Dynamic? In their fantasies, having you and being able to just be with you is their wish fulfillment. They want to get everything they wish from you. They fantasize about not being emotionally stuck, and flowing through, moving on, coming to better light. They really fantasize about starting this material project. Study Buddy? Work Project? I don't know but some type of goal and stability they fantasize about doing with you. Your mystery gives them time to fantasize, and in their mind they might daydream, and create these ideas and wishes. They think about letting loose, having fun with you. Being drunk with you maybe. But they might be focusing & thinking about the negative and sad side of the connection & what made them hurt.

Red light, you know I can't make this thing that official Believe, we had a great night but I ain't the type to tell you that I miss you, shit You don't like that, I make this easy, leaving After sexing on the floor Baby, I know you need me like I need you But I'm not the one you wanna love

[sugarrrvenomm]

can u do a fic where the reader is obi-wans padawan…… perhaps where he has to punish her for something …….. :D

ummm this got away from me ,,, anyway enjoy ,, ⭐️🐰🫶🧸💌

♡ having anakin as a padawan made obi-wan sterner the second time around. but also … softer. 

♡ which is why his preferred method of keeping you in line is taking you over his knee

♡ hardly ever is it a “punishment” spanking, but that’s because his regularly scheduled “maintenance” spankings do the job just fine

♡ once a week, late at night, your master slinks to your quarters as the sun sets, telling anyone who asks that you’re meeting for meditation before bed. when he walks in, you are—sat on your knees atop a thin meditation mat like the good girl you are. he tells you as such, coming up behind you and petting a hand over your hair, “my good girl. are you centering yourself for me?”

♡ “yes, master.” you open your eyes and turn to look up at him, resting your head on his thigh and squirming in anticipation, even as his presence quiets your mind, turning your thoughts into a pleasing, low buzz of safety and arousal

♡ you weren’t sure when obi-wan’s hands on you became arousing. maybe they always had been. you just pray to the force he doesn’t notice. 

♡ “come now, padawan. let’s get you all sorted out.” he walks over to the singular place to sit in your meager padawan quarters—a soft, ottoman-like piece that’s just big enough for him. he pats his thigh and you stand up, going to him and standing between his spread legs. he reaches up, stroking your padawan braid between his fingers reverently before tugging gently so he can plant his lips on your forehead in a soothing gesture, before he’s cooing, “over my knee.”

♡you nod, and do as he says. you’re still clad in your robes, only missing your belt and boots. you’re so used to this that you no longer shake when you bend over, settling yourself over your masters lap with his help, your ass in the space between his legs and your fingers barely brushing the floor. he tugs up your tunics, just enough to expose your backside. never once has he gone as far to pull your leggings down, despite how you dream about it.

♡ before he begins, he rests a hand on the back of your thigh, squeezing once to signal he’s about to start. obi-wan tries not to be affected by the way your flesh pillows beneath his fingers through your pants. he doesn’t know when this started becoming arousing either, but he desperately wishes it would go back to when it wasn’t. you’re his padawan, for force’s sake.

♡ the sooner he gets it over with, the sooner he can return to his quarters and stand under the spray of his cold shower until he can’t feel a thing. so, he makes sure he’s got you secured, with one hand on your hip, then swings the other down in a swift crack against the meat of your ass. 

♡ “why am i doing this?”

♡ “to make me a better jedi, master,” you tell him, panting already.

♡ crack. another hit, on your other cheek. your pretty voice, combined with the way your ass ripples, has him gritting his teeth. “that’s right, padawan.” slap slap slap. you make a hurt little sound. “master does this because he cares about you. because he wants you to succeed.”

♡ you try to contain your noises, and curl your toes as the spanking continues. he’s not even hitting that hard, he never does, but it stings, and sends desperate lightning bolts of forbidden arousal to your pussy, which you can feel getting warm and wet between your legs. 

♡ your cute little ass won’t stop jiggling through your leggings, and he has to distract himself. he strikes you, over and over again, in quick enough succession that there’s no time for him to see the way your backside moves, and the sound of his slaps overpower your muffled whines. soon, the pain in his hand is threatening to take over the heat pooling in his gut. 

♡ what obi-wan doesn’t expect, is the way you react. you’re usually so well behaved during your spankings, so docile. now, you’re squirming in his hold, like you’re trying to get away from him. of course, he can’t possibly guess it’s because his flurry of strikes have gotten you feeling like you could come from nothing at all, like your cunt may start pulsing in orgasm any second now just from being spanked by your master. 

♡ “padawan,” he chastises, grabbing your hip even tighter and bringing his hand down. with the way you’re wriggling, it doesn’t land quite right, and hits dangerously close to your center. “what has gotten into you?” he grits out through his teeth as you kick your feet. you don’t seem to be reacting well to his strong-arming, so he settles his voice into a coo, even as he continues to spank you. “i need you to be good for me, little one. master can’t help you if you don’t let him.”

♡ his coddling only makes it worse. you thrash. “master,” you pout, and obi-wan cannot take it anymore. the irritation at your unusual outburst combines with his frustration at his own arousal and he growls, stopping his strikes only for a moment to grip the band of your leggings and tug, exposing your ass to him. your underwear are modest cotton, but pale pink—certainly not jedi issued. he’s truly lost it, because the only thing he can think to do in response to the obscenity of his own actions is to double down; slapping your exposed ass, and oh. this is is even worse. like this, he can see how his hand has already turned the skin pink like your panties.

♡ “master!” you cry out, sticking a hand behind you to block him, but he catches your wrist with his other hand. 

♡ “no,” obi-wan says, sternly as he can, slapping your ass again and feeling his cock throb in his pants. he might be harder than he’s ever been in his entire life. “you know i do this because i love you.”

♡ you make a sound he’s never heard before, and this time when you thrash your legs, he can’t help looking where your legs part, and your panties cup the part of you he’s been thinking about for far longer than is appropriate.

♡ “fuck,” he suddenly curses. there’s a damp spot. you’re wet. his padawans pussy is drooling in her panties, just for him. from him. from his spanking.

♡ he forgoes the spanking, for now, forgetting himself completely and gripping your thigh tight, spreading you wider so he can get a better look. “oh, darling. why didn’t you tell me?” finally, you settle, and now you just shake, unsure of his reaction. “are you all wet from your spanking?”

♡ crying out, tears pool in your eyes as you’re stuck between arousal and embarrassment. still, you only feel yourself get wetter.

♡ obi-wan’s breath comes out in a shudder, and he slides his big hand up your thigh, and touches the damp spot with his thumb, just barely. “does it ache?” you don’t answer, only mewling, and he pushes his thumb against you harder, feeling his cock drool sticky pre-come into his briefs. “tell me, padawan. what’s worse? the soreness of your ass, or the throbbing of your little cunt?”

♡ “obi-wan,” you moan, finally looking over your shoulder at him, eyes big and wet.

♡ your master pumps his hips up, and against your hip you feel him, rock hard and rubbing on you. “it’s okay, honey, you don’t have to be embarrassed. look how hard you’ve made me.

♡ you continue to squirm, sweating in your robes. “hurts.”

♡ “mm, i bet it does,” he hooks a finger under the side of your panties and tugs it, exposing more of your ass. “you’re so pink.” he lets it snap back into place, then smoothes his hand over your ass completely, going down until he’s fully cupping your center. “and i bet this pussy’s all messy too, huh? is your cute little clit all puffed up for me?” he moves his hand in a big, sweeping circle over the whole of you, and it shouldn’t be as stimulating as it is. he’s just teasing you, watching the way the damp spot blooms and spreads.

♡ “what should i do with you, padawan?”

♡you suck in a shuddering breath, and gather your nerves, “i—i—,” you sniffle, and he slides his hand under your tunics to rub your back. “i need you to make it better, master.”

♡ obi-wan groans, and uses all the control he has left to gently lift you off of him, and get you settled the way he wants, on your back. he tugs your leggings all the way down, but leaves your panties. for now. he hovers over you, taking off his tunics and exposing his muscled, hairy chest. you whine at the sight, and he chuckles. “patience,” obi-wan purrs, before tugging his own trousers down just enough to free his cock, tucking the waistband under his heavy balls.

♡ overwhelmed, you have no idea what do with all the desire running through you, or with the sight in front of you. your master coos, settling down over you, lowering until his big cock nestles in the space between your thighs, pressing against your panties and throbbing against your cunt. he barely moves his hips, but moans like he’s sinking inside of you.

♡ “are you a virgin?” he’s a bit disgusted with himself for asking, but he can’t stop.

♡ “uh-huh,” you nod, trying to hump back up along his big cock.

♡ “ugh,” he groans, “of course you are. my perfect little padawan. master’s the only one that gets to touch you, isn’t he?” you make the same little uh-huh sound, and obi-wan lowers his head into your neck, holding himself up with one hand now so he can reach between your bodies and pull your panties down enough for his fat cock to slide along your wet cunt. padawans cunt. my padawans little, wet, virgin pussy. 

♡“you’re perfect,” he mumbles into your neck, thrusting along you faster, breath hitching as he feels his leaking tip glide over your swollen clit. he brings his hand back up, and stuffs it under your tunics, until he’s cupping one of your breasts, squeezing it gently and rubbing his thumb over your nipple to hear the way you gasp.

♡ “master master master.” he covers you completely, and you’re drowning in the scent of him, so close that you can rub your nose along his neck and taste his sweat. “obi-wan,” you murmur as the tip of him nudges your entrance, “will you fuck me?”

♡ “oh, gods,” he pants, and fuck does he want to. he wants so terribly, so horribly, to sink his big cock in your pussy. no prep, no fingers, just the slick of how wet you are would be enough. he’d get so deep he’d knock your cervix, fucking right up against your womb until you were all swollen with his come like you should be.

♡ “i shouldn’t,” the reasonable part of him grits out, even as his hips pump faster and he imagines spreading you open, how cute you’d look as his come slides out of your used pussy, before he bends down to lap it up and suck on your clit until you squirt all over his face. “baby, honey, i can’t.”

♡ “please!” you beg, nudging your hips up and trying to catch the head of him at just the right angle to get his cock to sink in. “don’t you want to?”

♡ “padawan,” he hisses, letting go of your tits and bringing his hand back out to slap your thigh. “first, getting soaked from your master punishing you like a naughty little girl, and now begging him to fuck you? is that really what you want? for your master to take your virginity? you want master to own your cunt?”

♡ his words are too much, and you feel your pussy throb between your legs, pulsing as you’re sent over the edge by his voice and his weight and the thrust of his heavy cock against your soaked pussy and clit. it’s wordless, but you nearly scream, biting into his neck and bucking your hips to prolong the shaking of your legs.

♡ “fuck, fuck, oh, sweetheart, my pretty little padawan, let me feel that cunt throb, mess my cock just like that,” obi-wan stares down between your bodies, watching the wet pink of your pussy gliding along his cock, the sounds getting nastier and wetter and so fucking dirty it sends him right over the edge too, and your cute little pussy is getting painted white.

[huellitaa]

✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 bee's perfumerie

i think scent is definitely one of the most important parts of a glow up or daily routine or wtv of any kind, esp if ur super into physical touch like myself cuz its the first thing people smell when they hug u!! plus nobody likes feeling and smelling gross ♡

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ spray, don't rub!

do not. rub in. the scent. it will not last long. no more. i do not care what your parents told you. It Does Not Last

👛𓂃 ࣪˖ not just the perfume!

to be smelling good, you need to make sure ur hygeine is on point and ur using all the basics, and a few extras if you can get ur hands on anything else. BO + perfume = disaster!

🐈‍⬛𓂃 ࣪˖ opposites do NOT necessarily attract!

layering and cohesiveness to some level is so important w scents!!!! otherwise ur gonna pile all of these lovely yet completely opposing fragrances on top of each other n its not gonna be very pleasant.

of course, experiment! these things are supposed to be fun! try to keep everything in a sort of cohesion with each other, i.e. super sweet, super fruity, and maybe just throw something in there that makes your scent more you! i.e., if you have a generally sweet theme with your scent profile, maybe you could throw something more cinnamony or pleasantly bitter in there! have fun with it! ♡

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ eating right

so you hear this a lot, but it is really important; do not underestimate the importance of eating right! junk food n unhealthy food is yummy in moderation!

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ making it stick

something that helps me so much is adding vaseline or any type of cream, lotion, jelly, whatever onto the spot ur gonna spray before you spray it! it is SO effective and i literally cannot use perfume without doing this. pulse points in particular!

🐧𓂃 ࣪˖ general maintenance n consistency

make sure ur doing the basics all day long! topping up deodorant, perfume, especially in the summer! regular shower routine, etc, etc. be on your a game ! ♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 where:

♡ on ur neck

♡ on ur wrists pulse points

♡ behind ur knees

♡ on ur inner elbow

♡ on ur ankles (so the scent travels up)

🗒🎀 note: more on this in the "resources" chapter at the end 💬🧁🧸

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 bee's favourites:

♡ jimmy choo, rose passion

okay jimmy choo perfumes are my favourite ever and this one in particular i got for my last birthday, and it smells absolutely divine oh my gosh ♡ it kind of reminds me of a more mature version of the avon far & away perfume (which i mention later on! ♡ 💬💝)

♡ miss dior (on special occasions)

♡ johnson's pomegranate and hibiscus body lotion

♡ vaseline cocoa body oil

so i generally like to have sweet, cocoa type of scents in any product i use, and yeah its a body oil but it smells SO good oh my gosh, n layered with similar scents its actually heavenly ♡

♡ avon far and away perfume

hands down the BEST perfume i have ever used. smells like a summer daydream ♡

♡ victoria's secret bare vanilla spray & shimmer lotion (especially when paired! ♡)

♡ skinnydip creamy vanilla body scrub ♡

literally the only body scrub i use 😓♡

♡ imperial leather rose milk & mallow body wash ♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 recommendations:

PERFUME & SPRAYS

viva a la juicy, juicy couture (on my wishlist! ♡)

bodycology strawberry cheesecake spray (on my wishlist! ♡)

any ariana grande perfume ♡

sweet tooth (any variation), sabrina carpenter

miss so, twilight kiss (my favourite ♡)

body fantasies cupcake swirl

tubbees strawberry cheesecake eau de parfum (i dont care if its for kids!)

BODY PRODUCTS

kwailnara strawberry milk body lotion (on my wishlist! ♡)

eos shea better body lotion, vanilla cashmere (apparently super good? ♡)

any philosophy product ♡

skinny dip raspberry ripple body lotion (on my wishlist! ♡)

anything victoria's secret ♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 resources:

[magic-shop-stories]

Hiii! I have this scenario stuck in my head and I just know you’re the only one who can bring it to life the way it truly deserves. So—OT7 with twins! One of them is more sensitive and ‘high maintenance’ in the eyes of the parents, which unintentionally causes the other—who’s more outgoing and easygoing—to feel a bit overlooked and neglected. I’d love to see how you’d explore the dynamic between them!

💌 Reply:

hiii, sweetie🌸 first of all THANK YOU for trusting me with this precious idea! it hit me right in the heart (and as a fellow overthinker, I get the twin dynamics struggle 😭)... I hope these headcanons did your vision justice! 💜 (also, soooo sorry for the lack of pics this time... the wifi on german trains is fighting me, and the person next to me kept side-eyeing my screen like i was plotting world domination- I wish people could just mind their own buisness... ugh If you’d like, I’d love to expand this into a full imagine someday... let me know! (I'll do it as soon as I have time, but the current amount of request and my full schedule are killing me atm) – c - 🧸

BTS OT7 x Twins Headcanons

NAMJOON

TWINS: MINJI & JISUNG

Ages: 6 years old Personalities:

Minji (Daughter)

sensitive

introspective

artistically gifted

bursts into tears if her crayon snaps or her toast is "too crunchy"

loves sketching bugs and writing haikus about clouds

diagnosed with sensory processing disorder

hates loud noises, tags on clothes, and the smell of bananas

Jisung (Son)

outgoing

adventurous

mechanically inclined

builds elaborate Lego cities

climbs trees to "study birds"

hides his loneliness behind jokes

secretly collects rocks

hopes Appa will identify

but they pile up in his pockets, forgotten

THE REALIZATION

Incident

during a family picnic

Minji has a meltdown when her sandwich crusts touch the inside of the basket

Namjoon kneels beside her

using his "calm leader" voice to explain 

"Minji, cross-contamination isn’t catastrophic..." 

Jisung wanders off to skip stones at the lake

when checked on him, he shrugs

“Appa’s busy. I’m fine.” 

his voice cracks, and his jeans are soaked to the knees

Namjoon’s Thoughts

that night, he stares at Minji’s latest painting

(a storm cloud labeled “Appa’s Voice”)

then at Jisung’s half-built Lego rocket

journal entry reads:

“Am I failing him? Love shouldn’t be a zero-sum equation, but why does it feel like Minji’s needs eclipse his?”

Partner Conversation

corners his patner in the kitchen

2 a.m.

hair wild

clutching a parenting book titled “The Invisible Child.” 

“What if Jisung thinks I don’t see him? What if… he becomes a metaphor?” 

they remind him Jisung’s a kid, not a lyric.

he mutters

“Metaphors are safer.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Jisung

Namjoon takes him to the forest

a “scientific expedition” 

Jisung chatters about cicadas until Namjoon stops mid-hike

“You know… Appa used to feel invisible too. When I was your age, I’d hide in libraries so the hyungs wouldn’t laugh at my poems.”

Jisung kicks a pinecone

“But Minji’s poems are better.”

Namjoon’s heart cracks

he pulls out Jisung’s rock collection

quartz, granite, a piece of asphalt he’d missed

“These aren’t just rocks. They’re stories. This one…”

holds up the asphalt

 “…survived a volcano. Just like you.”

Jisung’s Response

“Volcanoes are cool.” 

he leans into Namjoon’s side

pocketing the asphalt like a trophy

Minji

joins her in the "Calm Cave"

a blanket fort stocked with noise-canceling headphones

“Jagi… does Appa’s voice ever feel too big?”

she nods

sketching a frowning sun

“Like thunder. But… thunder protects the flowers.”

he chokes up

“What if Appa’s thunder hurts Jisung?”

Minji tilts her head

“Give him lightning. Lightning’s quiet.”

SOLUTION

“Appa’s Lab” (For Jisung)

Namjoon converts the garage into a mini science lab

they spend Sundays disassemblying old radios and identifying Jisung’s rocks

“This is gabbro.” 

Namjoon squinting at a guide

“AKA… the coolest rock ever.” 

Jisung grins

“Cooler than Minji’s butterfly drawings?” 

Namjoon fake-gasps

"Way cooler.”

“Quiet Storm” Time (For Minji)

replaces lectures with ASMR sessions

whispering facts about beetles into a mic (recording, so she can listen, when he isn't around)

Minji falls asleep to his voice

he records as “Appa’s Thunder: Lite Edition.”

Family Fix

introduces “Moon Meetings”

weekly check-ins where everyone shares one need

Minji: “Less yelling. More… bug documentaries.”

Jisung: “Appa, can we not talk about feelings? Let’s… arm-wrestle.”

Namjoon: “Deal. But loser writes a haiku.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Jisung overhears Namjoon call Minji “my little philosopher” 

he snaps a ruler

“I’m not jealous.” 

Namjoon finds the pieces labeled “Appa’s Heart” in the trash

Fluff

Minji gifts Jisung a rock painted like a galaxy

“So you have stars too.” 

Jisung glues it to his lab desk

“It’s… okay. For a rock.”

JIN

TWINS: SOOJIN & MINHO

Ages: 5 years old Personalities:

Soojin (Daughter)

sensitive

artistic

deeply empathetic

bursts into tears if her crayon breaks or her rice isn’t shaped like a heart

loves painting rainbows and whispering stories to her stuffed unicorn, “Glitter”

diagnosed with anxiety

hates surprises, loud crowds, and the texture of mashed potatoes

Minho (Son)

outgoing

mischievous

a budding comedian

masters dad jokes before he can tie his shoes

builds pillow forts that collapse dramatically

pretends he doesn’t care when Appa misses his “shows”

secretly collects Jin’s discarded guitar picks

hoarding them in a mint tin labeled “Appa’s Superstar Stuff”

THE REALIZATION

Incident

at Minho’s kindergarten “Talent Show” he performs a slapstick routine

tripping over a rubber chicken

squirting flower included

crowd roars

Jin is backstage soothing Soojin

hyperventilating because her tutu “itches like spider legs.”

Minho bows to an empty front row seat where Jin promised he’d be

later, Minho shrugs

“S’okay, Appa! Soojin needed you!” 

then kicks his rubber chicken into the trash

Jin’s Thoughts

Jin stares at Minho’s mint tin (left open on the coffee table) and Soojin’s tear-stained tutu

notes app reads:

“I’m World’s Worst Appa. Minho’s smile is a Band-Aid. Soojin’s tears are a siren. Why can’t I hear both?”

Partner Conversation

barges into their home office wearing Soojin’s tiara (to “lighten the mood”)

collapses onto the desk

“I’m failing him"

mutters

spinning Minho’s rubber chicken

“He’s becoming me... hiding behind jokes so no one sees him bleed.” 

they remind him Minho’s 5, not 25

Jin sighs

“He’s my reflection. And I hate mirrors.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minho

Jin stages a “Mission Impossible” game

Minho dons socks on his hands (“spy gloves”)

to retrieve “classified intel” (a cookie jar)

when they “hack” the kitchen, Jin “accidentally” finds Minho’s mint tin

“Whoa! Are these… my picks? You’re a better treasure hunter than Indiana Jones!”

Minho puffs his chest

“I’m Mini-Jin! I don’t need treasures!”

Jin’s voice softens

“Appa needs you. Even superheroes need sidekicks.”

slips a new pick into the tin

“To: CEO of Comedy. From: Your Biggest Fan.”

Minho’s Response

“Cheesy.” 

he sleeps with the tin under his pillow

Soojin

Jin hosts a “Royal Tea Party” in her blanket fort

Soojin appoints him “Duke of Unicorns.”

he sips imaginary tea

“Your Highness, what if… Appa’s too loud sometimes?”

she twirls her tiara

“You’re perfect.”

he fakes a gasp

“But Appa forgot Minho’s show! Should I be… fired?”

Soojin giggles

“No! You need… a helper!”

SOLUTION

“Minho & Appa Comedy Hour”

every friday

they film absurd skits (e.g., “Cooking with Chaos: Spaghetti Toss Edition”)

Jin uploads them to a private YouTube channel

Minho’s bio: “Future CEO of Comedy (Take that, Soojin’s unicorn!).”

“Soojin’s Sensory Sanctuary”

Jin builds her a pastel-pod filled with weighted blankets, noise-canceling headphones, and a “panic button”

plays his off-key rendition of “Super Tuna.” 

Soojin declares it “better than unicorns!”

Family Fix

introduces “Jin’s Judgement-Free Zone”

a pillow fort

Soojin can scream about itchy socks there

Minho can admit “jokes are kinda exhausting”

Jin can cry about “Appa’s epic fails.” 

their partner joins with wine

“World’s Okayest Parents Club!”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minho overhears Jin call Soojin “my delicate princess” 

stages a “comedy strike”

Jin finds him sobbing into Glitter the unicorn

“I’m not funny! I’m invisible!”

Fluff

Soojin paints Minho’s face like a “comedy superhero”

Jin “accidentally” streams it live

Minho trends as “Mini-Jin: The Next Generation”

he preens for days.

YOONGI

TWINS: JAEHYUN & SOOYEON

Ages: 14 years old Personalities:

Jaehyun (Son)

outgoing

academically driven

star athlete

hides his panic attacks behind valedictorian smiles and 4 AM study sessions

secretly resents his twin’s “weakness”

believing love is earned through achievement

plays piano to drown out his thoughts

Sooyeon (Daughter)

sensitive

creatively gifted

battling severe social anxiety

writes poetry and lyrics about disappearing

wears noise-canceling headphones 24/7

haunted by Yoongi’s absence during her middle school art show

the day she crumpled her winning painting and never picked up a brush again

THE REALIZATION

Incident

Yoongi returns from a 3-week tour to find Jaehyun’s principal calling

his son punched a teammate for mocking Sooyeon’s “freakout” in the cafeteria

at home, Jaehyun is absolutely cold 

“I handled it. Like you would.” 

Sooyeon locks herself in the bathroom

scratching her wrists raw

to “feel something besides static”

Yoongi’s Thoughts

stares at Jaehyun’s bloody knuckles and Sooyeon’s shredded poetry notebook

studio notepad reads:

“They’re me. Both of them. Jaehyun’s the mask. Sooyeon’s the wound. And I’m the ghost who taught them how to haunt themselves.”

Partner Conversation

shatters a coffee mug mid-rant 

“I did this. I let them think love is something you earn.” 

his partner reminds him he’s breaking the cycle

he laughs bitterly

“Cycles don’t break. They just… recycle pain.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Jaehyun

Yoongi drags him to the gym at midnight

they spar in silence until Jaehyun snaps

“Why’d you come back? To tell me I’m disappointing?”

Yoongi removes his gloves

revealing faded self-harm scars

“I came back because I used to punch walls until my hands looked like yours. And I’m terrified you’ll think that’s strength.”

Jaehyun’s Response

“I’m not you.” 

then collapses against the ring ropes

shaking

“Why does she get to fall apart? Why do I have to be… perfect?”

Yoongi tosses him ice packs

“You don’t. But let’s pretend you do until you believe it.”

Sooyeon

he slips a USB under her door

= a track titled “Static (Unmixed)” 

just 3 minutes of his shaky breaths and a distorted piano loop

she texts: “???”

he replies: 

“My first song. I was 11. It’s shit. But it’s honest.”

she opens the door

eyes red

“Did you… hate yourself too?”

he nods

“Still do... sometimes But less when I’m with you.”

SOLUTION

“Ugly Drafts” Project

Yoongi revives Sooyeon’s art by gifting her a ruined canvas

“Finish what I fucked up.” 

she paints over his scribbles

= a girl emerging from black sludge

titled “Dad’s Scars, My Ink.”

he hangs it in his studio

Jaehyun’s “Secret” Lessons

Yoongi teaches him to produce music

not perform it

“You don’t have to be the hero. Just… be here.” 

Jaehyun’s first track samples Sooyeon’s poetry

she cries

he mutters

“Don’t make it weird.”

Family Fix

Yoongi institutes “No Perfection Nights”

orders pizza

watching bad horror films

trash-talk the CGI

but with rule

Sooyeon must say one unpopular opinion

“I hate BTS’s old haircuts.”

Jaehyun must fail at something

burns cookies

Yoongi eats them anyway

Yoongi must share one memory he’s ashamed of

“I almost quit BTS. Then I met your mom.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Jaehyun finds Yoongi’s old suicide note in a journal

confronts him

screaming

“You were gonna leave us?!” 

Yoongi whispers

“I stayed. That’s the story.”

Fluff

Sooyeon gifts Youngi a poem

“You Are Not Your Father.” 

he sets it to music

they perform it together at a tiny underground venue

no mics, just trembling voices

J-HOPE

TWINS: ARA & MINJUN

Ages: 9 years old Personalities:

Ara (Daughter)

sensitive

artistic

deeply empathetic

budding dancer who practices until her feet blister

tho crumples at the slightest criticism

diagnosed with generalized anxiety

triggers include crowded spaces, sudden noises, and "disappointing Appa"

collects seashells and whispers affirmations to them

Minjun (Son)

outgoing

athletic

class clown

captain of his soccer team

tho hides his report card (straight A’s)

because "grades aren’t cool"

secretly writes jokes in a notebook to make Appa laugh

but tosses them when Hobi misses his games

THE REALIZATION

Incident

at Minjun’s soccer finals

Ara has a panic attack in the stands

a rival player’s mom yells too loudly

Hobi rushes her to the car

missing Minjun’s winning goal

Minjun tosses his medal in the trash

“Doesn’t matter. Appa’s always with Ara.”

Hobi’s Thoughts

he replays the moment in his head while scrubbing paint (Ara’s stress art) off the walls all nigh

his journal: 

“I’m the ‘sunshine’ dad. Sunshine shouldn’t have shadows. Why can’t I shine on both of them?”

Partner Conversation

breaks down mid-dinner prep

gripping a spatula like a lifeline

“I’m failing him. I’m... I’m failing him, and he’s smiling through it like me.” 

they remind him Minjun’s smile doesn’t always reach his eyes

Hobi whispers

“I taught him that.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minjun

Hobi takes him to the Han River on bikes

their old ritual

abandoned for Ara’s therapy appointments

Minjun races ahead

Hobi catches up

breathless

“You know… Appa used to cry before every performance.”

Minjun scoffs

“You? Cry? Never.”

“Every. Time.” 

Hobi pulls up a vlive clip

2013, pre-debut

Hobi trembling backstage

“See? Sunshine’s just… practiced.”

Minjun kicks pebbles

“Ara doesn’t have to practice. She’s just… sad.”

Hobi’s voice cracks

“And you’re just… brave. But brave doesn’t mean alone.”

Minjun’s Response

“Whatever.” 

slips his hand into Hobi’s on the ride home

Ara

joins her in the “Calm Corner”

= a teepee filled with fairy lights and weighted stuffed animals

“Jagi… does Appa’s dancing ever make you nervous?”

she nods

braiding a seashell necklace

“You never fall. What if… I do?”

“Appa falls all the time.”

shows her a blooper reel

tripping over props, slipping on confetti

“Falling’s just… another move.”

SOLUTION

“Minjun’s Comedy Hour” (Weekly Ritual)

every Friday

Hobi attends Minjun’s “stand-up shows” in the garage

laughs too hard at knock-knock jokes

“Why did the soccer ball go to school? To get goal-educated!” 

Hobi wheezes, tears streaming

“Genius! Genius!”

“Ara’s Dance Diary” (For Anxiety)

replaces forced pep talks with a shared journal

Hobi writes: “Today’s step: Survived. 10/10.” 

Ara adds: “Appa’s socks didn’t match. -100/10.”

Family Fix

creates “Sunshine & Shadows” days

Morning

= family dance party

Ara’s rules: no perfection, just vibes

Afternoon

= soccer matches

Minjun’s rules: Hobi must trip at least once

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minjun overhears Hobi call Ara his “mini me"

rips a page from his joke book

“Why did the son cross the road? To not be a backup dancer.” 

Hobi finds it

sobs in the studio

Fluff

Ara gifts Minjun a seashell labeled “Best Brother” 

he glues it to his soccer trophy

“It’s… whatever. But don’t tell Appa.”

JIMIN

TWINS: HANA & YUNA

Ages: 11 years old Personalities:

Hana (Daughter 1)

girly

effervescent

natural performer

lives in sequined dresses

insists on French braiding her hair daily

adores dance rehearsals with Jimin

secretly writes fanfiction about magical girls

cries when her nail polish chips

Yuna (Daughter 2)

tomboyish

fiercely independent

allergic to anything "girly"

wears basketball jerseys (gifts from "uncle Yoongi")

collects skateboard stickers

rolls her eyes at Hana’s glitter bombs

secretly envies her sister’s ease in catching Appa’s attention

diagnosed with ADHD

hyperfocuses on skate tricks but hates being called "spirited"

THE REALIZATION

Jimin films a TikTok duet with Hana

choreographing to “Filter” 

Yuna watches from the doorway

scuffing her sneakers on the floor

Jimin calls out for her

“Join us, Yuna!” 

Yuna snaps

“I’d rather eat glitter!” 

slams her bedroom door

later he finds her journal open: 

“Why does Appa only see her?”

Jimin’s Thoughts

replays the moment all night

pacing the living room 

“I’m failing her.” 

voice trembling

“I thought… giving her space was respect. But she thinks it’s rejection.” 

digs up old VLives where ARMYs called him “too intense” 

wondering if Yuna feels the same

Partner Conversation

“What if she hates me?” 

whispers

clutching Hana’s discarded tutu

their partner reminds him Yuna’s anger is a mask

he sighs

“I know masks. I’ve worn them too.”

APPROACHING THE GIRLS

Yuna

waits until she’s mid-skateboard practice

crouching to her level

“Appa needs your help. I’m… scared of ramps. Teach me?”

Yuna eyes him skeptically

“You’ll cry.”

he grins

“Probably. But I’ll scream your name, not ‘Eomma’.”

Yuna’s Response

she laughs

= rare, unfiltered sound

hands him her helmet

“Don’t die. I don’t wanna write a sad poem for school.”

Hana

joins her for a tea party

pinky raised

“Jagi… does Appa ever make you feel like… too much?”

Hana blinks

“No. You’re perfect.”

he winces

“But what if Yuna thinks she’s… not enough?”

Hana’s lip quivers

“I didn’t mean to hog you.”

SOLUTION

“Yuna’s Arena” (Sundays)

Jimin transforms the backyard into a skate park

complete with ramps

definitely didn’t cry while building with her

films her tricks

yelling “THAT’S MY GIRL!” louder than her coach

Yuna pretends to hate

secretly saves every video

“Hana’s Spotlight” (Weeknights)

choreographs a “sibling duet”

Hana dances and Yuna DJs

Yuna agrees only if she can wear noise-canceling headphones

first rehearsal ends with Hana in tears

“She called my pirouette wobbly!”

Yuna stormed out

“Her music sucks!”

Family Fix

Jimin institutes “No Labels Night”

no pink, no skateboards, no “girly” or “tomboy” talk

karaoke battles

Yuna raps “UGH!” in a princess crown

Hana belts “Dynamite” in Yuna’s hoodie

Jimin cries laughing

“You’re both… weird. I love it.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Yuna overhears Jimin call Hana “my little star” 

she snaps her skateboard deck

“I’m not jealous” 

she lies ofc

hiding the broken pieces under her bed

Jimin finds them and builds a mosaic titled “Broken Boards & Big Hearts.”

Fluff

Yuna begrudgingly attends Hana’s recital

Hana trips, Yuna heckles

“Get up, princess!” 

Hana finishes with a sassy hair flip

afterward, Yuna tosses her a Gatorade

“You… didn’t totally suck.”

TAEHYUNG

TWINS: SOOJIN & MINHO

Ages: 14 years old Personalities:

Soojin (Daughter)

fiery, artistic soul

idolizes BTS

especially her Appa

posts TikTok edits of his performances with captions like “KING V IS MY DAD FIGHT ME.” 

secretly writes fanfiction where she’s BTS’s “long-lost eighth member.” 

wears handmade outfits mirroring Tae’s iconic looks

Minho (Son)

sharp-witted STEM prodigy

resents living in Taehyung’s shadow

secretly admires BTS’s music

hates being introduced as “V’s son” 

wears hoodies with slogans like “Google My Name.” 

diagnosed with anxiet

hides it behind sarcasm

THE REALIZATION

at a BTS exhibition, a fan gushes over Taehyung’s family portrait

“Your kids are so lucky to be your legacy!” 

Minho snaps 

“My name’s Minho. I’m not a legacy... I’m a person.” 

he storms off

Soojin defends him

“He’s just jealous of me!” 

Taehyung’s smile freezes

Taehyung’s Thoughts

he scrolls through Minho’s Instagram

= a cryptic bio

“I exist. Shocking, right?” 

photos of his robotics trophies

all buried under comments like “OMG UR TAE’S KID?? PLZ SAY HI!!” 

Tae’s journal entry: 

“I painted them into my canvas… but they have their own colors.”

Partner Conversation

barges into your shared studio wearing Minho’s hoodie inside-out

“I’m a selfish artist. I made them my muses… but forgot to ask if they wanted to be seen.” 

they remind him Minho inherited his stubborn pride

Taehyung sighs

“Pride is lonely. I should know.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minho

drags him to a metal scrap yard

Minho’s “happy place” 

“Appa needs help building… something.” 

Minho side-eyes him

“Is this a metaphor?”

Taehyung shrugs

“Nah. Let’s make a robot.” 

they spend hours welding junk into a clumsy android

Taehyung accidentally burns his sleeve

“You’re good at this. Really good.”

Minho mutters

“Not as good as you.”

Taehyung removes his beanie

revealing dyed purple hair

“I copied your science fair look. Cool, right?” 

Minho cracks a smile

“You look like a radioactive grape.”

Minho’s Confession

“I don’t hate BTS. I hate… being erased. Even Soojin gets to be her.”

Soojin

Taehyung takes her thrifting for “vintage inspo” 

she gushes over a 90’s bomber jacket

“This is so you, Appa!”

he hesitates

“What if… you made it so you?” 

she deflates

“But I want to be like you.”

Taehyung gifts her a blank denim jacket

“Wear your own art. I’ll wear mine.” 

they paint side by side

his a galaxy, hers a black hole labeled “Minho’s Brain”

Soojin’s Confession

“I’m scared if I’m not your fan, you’ll love me less.”

SOLUTION

“The Minho Exhibit”

Taehyung curates a secret gallery show titled “The Boy Who Built Himself.” 

features Minho’s robots, blueprints, and a looped audio of his voice

“My name is Minho. I’m a scientist. My appa’s famous, but I invented this.”

Minho’s Reaction

“This is so… extra.” 

he cries when a reporter asks about his “process” instead of Taehyung

“Soojin’s Debut”

Taehyung films her designing a stage outfit for Jungkook

posts it with “Meet my co-creator: @soojiniverse.” 

fans flood her page

she texts him:

“STOP I’M NOT CRYING YOU ARE.”

Family Fix

Taehyung announces a “No BTS” day

they hike in mismatched clothes

no photos allowed

Minho identifies fungi

Soojin sketches Tae’s “ugly-cute” hiking socks

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minho skips Dad’s Day at school

Taehyung shows up anyway

wearing a “MINHO’S #1 FAN” shirt

Minho hides in the bathroom

texting: “GO AWAY!” 

Taehyung waits outside

Fluff

Soojin designs Tae’s next photoshoot

he wears her “chaotic grunge” look on Vogue

“My daughter’s a genius. Also, she grounded me for spilling glitter.”

JUNGKOOK

TWINS:

MINSOO & HYUNWOO

Ages: 11 years old Personalities:

Minsoo

introverted

artistic

deeply sensitive

diagnosed with generalized anxiety

spends hours painting murals in his sketchbook

hides in the bathroom during school assemblies

collects seashells because “they’ve already survived the ocean” 

looks identical to Hyunwoo

dyes a streak of blue in his hair to “feel seen”

Hyunwoo

extroverted

athletic

the class clown

captain of the junior soccer team, volleyball team and basketball team

obsessed with parkour, swimming, boxing and martials

secretly writes stand-up comedy routines he performs for his mirror reflectiom

uses humor to deflect pain

once joked about breaking his arm so no one would ask why he cried

THE REALIZATION

Hyunwoo’s teacher calls Jungkook after he “accidentally” backflips off the school stage during a pep rally

“He’s seeking attention”

Minsoo’s art teacher emails their mother

“His latest piece is titled ‘The Invisible Boy.’ Should we be concerned?”

Jungkook finds Minsoo sobbing in the laundry room

clutching his hoodie 

“Hyun… said my art is baby stuff.” 

he hiccups

Jungkook lectures Hyunwoo

he snaps

“At least I don’t cry over crayons!” 

then storms out

Jungkook’s Thoughts

replays the fight while bench-pressing at 3 a.m. 

“I’m failing them. I’m supposed to be the golden dad. Why can’t I fix this?” 

texts BTS group chat:

“Remember when I said I’d be a good Appa? Joke’s on me.”

Partner Conversation

they corner him mid-workout

“Kookie, you’re trying to be their hero, not their dad.” 

he drops the weights

voice breaking

“What if they don’t need a hero? What if they just… need me?”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Hyunwoo

takes him to a rock-climbing gym

their “secret bro mission” 

halfway up a wall, Hyunwoo freezes

“Appa… what if I fall?” “I’ll catch you.”

Hyunwoo shakes his head

“Not here. At home. What if you… don’t?”

Jungkook’s grip tightens on the rope

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you had to be strong all the time.”

Hyunwoo laughs weakly

“It’s cool. I’m the fun twin, right?”

Jungkook’s Response

“You’re my son. That’s enough.”

Minsoo

Jungkook sets up a “Midnight Art Studio” in the garage

= blacklights, glow-in-the-dark paint, noise-canceling headphones

Minsoo stares

“For… me?” “For us, teach me how to… feel things.”

they paint in silence

“Hyun’s right. My art’s dumb.”

Jungkook smears a blue handprint on the wall

“This is how I felt when you were born. Terrified. But look... it’s kinda beautiful.”

SOLUTION

“Hyun’s Comedy Club”

Jungkook converts the basement into a mini stage

every Friday, Hyunwoo performs stand-up for the family

Jungkook heckles “Booo! Do a backflip!” 

Hyunwoo cracks genuine laughter

“Min’s Calm Crew”

Jungkook takes Minsoo to a pottery class

they make lopsided bowls

Minsoo panics over cracks

Jungkook calms him

“Now it’s unique. Like us.”

Twin Bonding

assigns them a joint project

paint a mural on the fence

Minsoo sketches galaxies

Hyunwoo adds soccer balls as planets

they argue over comet tails but high-five when done

Jungkook hangs a “World’s Best Artists & Athletes” sign over it

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Hyunwoo overhears Jungkook call Minsoo “my gentle soul”

dyes his hair blue too

“Now we match. Happy?” 

Jungkook finds him crying in the shower

blue dye pooling at his feet

Fluff

Minsoo paints Hyunwoo’s soccer cleats with glow-in-the-dark constellations

“So you can run with the stars.” 

Hyunwou wears them even after they flake off

[mr-archaeoptryx]

I finished their designs :3

Anyways not too sure what I want to call this AU but I've kinda settled on "The Blocks".

More about it undercut if you care idk:

I don’t want to say much about them because I want to write fanfic about this and I don’t want to spoil it so sorry if this sounds barebones or is confusing :(

Some quick before things: This AU is in a world where all of humanity has been forced into a highly structured society. Basically everyone was kidnapped and forced into cryosleep except for people part of this secret organization who’ve begun to create this super structured world

Cities are just numbered and under each city are the “Blocks”, 4 per city, 1 a daycare, the other three for people 18+. Blocks all have 100 members (people who have been awoken from cryosleep) and have a strict ruleset, if a member breaks a rule, they’re killed. The last remaining member is allowed to leave and live in the “new world”. Daycares don’t do that (kill members (kids)) they just teach them to follow the new rules. They also get their education there so once they’ve graduated they’re allowed to leave.

(⚾Scout) Jeremy, Block Master Assistant (Block 3)

He’s the main character or something. His one goal is to be a Block Master because his dad works as the admin for the blocks and would always come home talking about it and he just thought it was the coolest thing.

(🇺🇸Soldier) Block Master Doe (Block 2)

Think the most like patriotic, pro-american (but not for america), drill sergeant- so he’s basically the same person. For every AU I make where Soldier is included he’s always the same person because I just love him so much.

(🔥Pyro) Moe/Puff, Block Daycare Attendant (Block 1)

They’re mute :3 They help Heavy in the daycare and their pyromaniac thing isn’t there, they’re just insane. They see the whole world as Pyroland but not everything has to be on fire for it, they’re just like that. Also Moe is their name but Puff is what they let all the kids call them because they're always wearing a puffy jacket

(💣Demo) Tavish, Block Master Assistant (Block 2)

He’s very laid back, he might genuinely let people get away with offenses as long as Doe didn’t see it, he’s mostly there to keep Doe in check and also because I’m a boots and bombs shipper and they’re gay :3

(🧸Heavy) Mikhail, Block Daycare Teacher (Block 1)

Leader of Block 1/the daycare. Block 1 leaders are really nice because they’re whole job is to just teach/watch over kids so he’s just genuinely wholesome :) He tries to get the other Block Masters (Ludwig & Doe) to be better but he’s given up on Doe and Ludwig might be too far gone

(🔧Engie) Dell, Block Maintenance Overseer

There are teams of people who maintain the blocks (he’s one of them), He works with the Admin and Block Masters to keep Blocks up to date. Currently he’s a bit busy because Block 4 had some accident that no one is allowed to know about and it’s not working but everything is totally fine guys 👍

(🫀Medic) Block Master Ludwig (Block 3)

The Knife from Camp Belica in Wolfenstein: The New Order, him fr fr.

(🐊Sniper) Mundy, City 16 - Block 3 Member (32)

Member of Block 3, member number 32. He really couldn’t care less.

(🚬Spy) Jacques, City 16 Blocks Admin

I could’ve just used TF2’s administrator but I have another idea for her and then I also wouldn’t’ve known what to do with Mr. Spy. He’s like the mayor of City 16 but he mostly looks over the Blocks, not the whole thing.

If anyone wants to send asks about this I'd be happy to answer. Also I guess asks for characters are fine, I think if I get any for those I might draw the character to go with it to kinda show their designs a little more. Idk I am just really excited about this AU and want to share it <3

[bah-circus]

hihiiiii , we were wondering if we could get a level three michael from be more chill ? :333 completely not forced, jjst requestin ^_^ nothing specific about them btw, other than a bunch of prns if possible

Of course dear audience! We have heard your request and have found a suitable performer for you! We hope this performance suits your needs, but you are free to make any adjustments you wish.

❣︎For Our Next Act, Please Welcome,,,❣︎

Michael Mell!!!

°·⊱ Name: Michael Mell, Caelum, Skye, Monroe, Byte, Gamma

°·⊱ Age: 15-17, perma16

°·⊱ Race/Species: Human 

°·⊱ Source: Be More Chill

°·⊱ Role: Gamer, Isolator, Special Interest Holder, ADHD Holder, Emotional Support

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°·⊱ Sex: Male

°·⊱ Gender: Featherwinostic, Corvidcollector, Flightgender, Sleepyboy, Mistboy, Boystoneric, Weedthing, Blackbirdweedic [ inspired by Blackcatweedic ]

°·⊱ Pronouns: He/Him; Voi/Void; Fizz/Fizzy; Blip;Blips; 01/01s; It/Its; Red/Reds; Sol/Solar; 🎐/🎐s

°·⊱ Sexuality: Achillean, Demiromantic

°·⊱ Personality: Loyal, supportive, laid-back but deeply caring. Uses humor to cope with situations while being incredibly protective of those he cares about.

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°·⊱ Nicknames/Titles: Mikey, Player 1, The Savior of the School, [Prn] Who Helped Destroy the SQUIP, [Prn] Who Fixates on Zombie Media

°·⊱ Likes: Video Games (especially retro), Collecting Trinkets, Red Clothes, 7/11 Slushies, Bob Marley, Apocalypse of the Damned & Other Zombie Games, Basement Hangouts, Supporting Friends, Crystal Pepsi, Rolling Joints

°·⊱ Dislikes: Being Left Alone, School Bathrooms, Popular Crowds, Seeing Friends Hurt, SQUIPS, Being Ignored, Smoking Outta Pipes [ Feels they are too high maintenance ]

°·⊱ Emoji Sign-Off: 🎮🕹️1️⃣☁️🌫️🪶

°·⊱ Typing Quirk: types with little to no punctuation, will USE ALL CAPS to emphasize stuff

────── · · · · ──────

°·⊱ TransIDs: transAvian, transCorvidHybrid, transBlackWings, transBirdBones, permaStoned, trisStoner, Weedscentian, nullTolerance, permaWinner, permaBlueNails, perma16

°·⊱ CisIDs: Filipino-American, Tan Skin, Brown Eyes, Brown Hair, AuDHD, Manic-Bipolar, BPD, Braces, Speech Impediment, Extrovert, Stoner, Gamer, Twitch Streamer

°·⊱ MUDS: Virtual Outlook Disorder (VOD)

°·⊱ Paras: 🧸🧶, 🌂, Ω, 🥚, 😖, 🦖, 💤, 🛍️ [ Retro Gaming Consoles ], 🔥, 💧, 🦷

°·⊱ Extra: Has a special interest in Weed [ It’s effects, How to Smoke, Any Knowledge ]

°·⊱ Faceclaim: 1 | 2

SURPRISE PACK POST !!! HERE YOU GO!! The riends to the boyf!! I hope you guys enjoy!!!! - Pest Swarm ; Kaden

[hajimarifantasia]

this blogs first post went up 24hrs ago from now and im surprised that ive already had interaction from others. I'm grateful you guys like this blog and thanks for the support, hope you have a great day!

[rtofbs]

Sun conjunct Venus in signs: personal impressions

note: this will be a post of personal observations and feelings about the people I know IRL and on the internet. please note that i'm not a professional astrologer, and just I just love astrology the way you do. take what resonates, and i'd love to hear your comments and feedback.

Based on real life: 1. Sun and Venus in Leo always stands out from the crowd somehow. Her presence is very visible, even when she is trying to stay low key. Life of the party, supports the vibe and has positive attitude towards life, and very funny. Generous to a fault. Very caring, and does everything at her power to ensure that her family is safe. Sometimes intimidating, and exudes the energy of raw power. Loyal. Gift-gifting is definitely their love language.

2. Sun and Venus in Cancer might sound cliche, but is very family oriented, and this attachment to family might be transferred to the family's close friends.. Loves to visit and chill with family. Dreams of having baby and having a reliable husband, and help the vulnerable ones. Might seem emotionally closed off or even cold.

3. Sun and Venus in Virgo is the queen of multi-tasking, budget planning, and management. She has the vibes of high demand, high maintenance, high pay off. Prone to overthinking and suffering from low self-esteem, making them overly critical of everything. Very emotional and funny. Rational to a fault. Virgos are the queens of the chaos for me.

4. Sun and Venus in Scorpio is loyal. Sometimes it feels like these people scan people around themselves to find like-minded ones, and once found - they get attached to them for a life, thus making some kind of ride-or-die coalition. Don't like to talk a lot about personal stuff, even if they are overly chatty people. Emotional, sometimes to the point of obsession. Can't handle break-ups even with friends, it might hurt their ego, making them hate themselves. Protective and private. Trust issues. Also love comfy and chill vibes with loved ones, and very sweet to them.

5. Sun and Venus in Taurus exude calm confidence. People with a great skill to make themselves comfortable wherever they are, and if they can't get comfortable - they leave the place. They are the ones who can make relationship last longer, as they are not the ones to give up. Big foodies, big fashionistas, big money makers, and huge sex lovers - love everything that brings them sensation, comfort, and chill. Caring to a fault. Males with these placements in my experience respect and love women and femininity in general, and approach all themes related with extra caution and attention.

Based on the internet:

Sun and Venus in Aries - the bright and assertive ones. It feels like that they hella passionate in whatever they do and in their likes, and in most cases they will follow their passion. Sometimes feisty to a fault. Might get overly sexualised, and struggle from harassment. Again, the ones that it's not possible to ignore, because usually they make some statements by being themselves.

Sun and Venus in Pisces gives off hopeless romantic vibes with some sadness, sorrow and unavailability around them. Sometimes it feels like they want to reach the stars they were born never to reach. Kind of in a search for something deeper and meaningful. Artistic, and are able to convey their feelings in art. Also, very emotional.

I feel like Sagittarius Sun with Sagittarius Venus, Gemini Sun with Gemini Venus, Capricorn Sun with Capricorn Venus, and Libra with Libra Suns are not quite common positions in my radar. If you have some observations about these placements, please let me know 🧸

Thank you

[siammybaby]

Je pense à toutes ces personnes… 🎄🧸

Je fais maintenant partie des personnes qui fêteront les fêtes de fin d’année loin de ses proches. Un 25 décembre tellement difficile pour moi mentalement mais je vais bien.

J’ai une pensée pour toutes ces personnes qui traversent une période difficile en pleine fêtes que ça soit une séparation, un chagrin d’amour, des problèmes familiaux, des problèmes financiers, la distance avec vos proches etc… J’ai une grande pensée pour nous 🫂🤍

Passez quand même de très belle fêtes de fin d’année. Que du love et de la bienveillance ⭐️🤍

Siammy 🧸✨

[findyourrp]

🧸 hi! i'm 21f looking for roleplay partners in these following verses:

♡ harry potter ( any era ) / hogwarts legacy

♡ fallout 4

♡ twilight saga ( what i'd do to write a proper friends to lovers trope for a jacob *twirls hair* ... )

i'd like to write: wholesome, platonic friendships AND romance, slow burn; adventures; drama; crack / banter; ANGST!!; and just really making two muses develop a relationship together whether it's of romance, friendship, and even others such as rivalry, etc.

i'm looking for: long - term writing partners who will match my freak length and effort ( and won't mind me switching from being low on my social battery to being a yapper ooc ).

other stuff: i'm open to most things; i write mostly on twitter ( you can also reach me on my discord ); i'm a low maintenance writing partner, we don't need to constantly talk ooc, i won't rush you for replies either.

if you are interested, please leave a like or dm me on discord ( seolpen ) !! ♡

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[vellichorira]

IRAAA i was looking at ur replies for the tag game and are you looking into getting a cat bc that's the exact breed i have ACK

[🧸]: YOU HAVE A CAT??? i'm so jealous.

anyways, i would love to have a cat as a pet. but, my mother, unfortunately, hates animals living in the house. also, she claims that once we get a cat, we won't take care of it and all the work will be on her shoulders, yada yada yada.

so, i don't really know. i've been trying to convince my mom that these cats don't shed a lot, they don't run around the house breaking stuff, and that they are somewhat low-maintenance, but she still doesn't want a cat in her house. says it disgusts her.

so, i don't think i will be getting a cat any time soon😭

[scketchorinopop]

🧸🤖 🎻

(also do you mind doing a request)

🧸gentle Preds/Prey: YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 give me all the gentleness in vore ever, the idea of a cuddly prey slowly getting squished down a big softie of a Pred always makes me squeal with Joy~!!

🤖Robot Preds/Prey: I already talked about Robot Preds but I didn't mention robot Prey~! while I don't have any myself I do think they'd be great at it, especially if, perhaps, one Robot prey is designed to be a stomach and mouth maintenance and cleaner for another bigger robot Pred~?

🎻musicians in vore: two options, Pred makes a more ambient stomach by putting headphones on their belly for the prey to listen to, or the Prey brings a speaker into their Preds belly and blasts FNF songs while the Pred is in public >:]

also yeah what's the request?

[cruelviolence]

WELCOME TO MY REPUTATION: CRUEL VIOLENCE - PROJECT 🌊🔥🩸🧸❤️‍🩹🍒💃🏽

Bienvenue dans Cruel Violence Project, mon jardin secret. Je vais écrire, écrire et encore écrire. Je veux que vous entendez ma voix, je suis restée longtemps dans le silence. L'anxiété, la dépression, la dépendance affective, tout ça j'en ai beaucoup souffert en étant quelqu'un de très anxieuse. Mais voilà, pendant toute mon adolescence j'ai vécue dans une période très sombre de ma vie mentalement. Ahhh, c'est violent de ressentir ça se sentir que on est un moins que rien ! Avez-vous déjà penser à la mort ? Moi, oui. Un soir je m'allongeais dans mon lit en serrant très fort mon doudou, mon ours en peluche en pleurant et en imaginant : Parfois, je veux juste fermer les yeux et ne plus me réveiller le lendemain, que les gens seraient heureux sans présence. Mais je me suis rendue compte que si je n'était plus là, ils gagneront ! Le collège était la période la plus sombre de ma vie jusqu'à j'arrive au lycée. Je me détestais, je n'aimais pas mon corps, je ne savais pas qui j'étais. Ils m'ont créer ce personnage de mauvaise personne alors que moi je voulais me faire des amis rien de plus. J'étais open bar, je rentrais tout le monde dans ma vie sans avoir si ce sont des gens biens ou mauvais. J'ai perdue beaucoup de personnes dans ma vie, j'ai vue leurs vrais visages (oui, les masques tombent, les apparences peuvent être trompeuses et c'est vrai. On ne connaît personne finalement).

Je suis anxieuse depuis ado, je souffrais de la trichotillomanie des cils, la trichotillomanie elle apparaissait quand je stressais puis je me suis renseignée sur Google que cette maladie est associée à une image n��gative de soi et notamment de son propre corps (anxiété, dépression, frustration, une faible estime de soi) pendant le collège j'ai commencé à avoir ce TOC mon entourage n'est pas au courant de ça car je préfère le garder pour moi et aujourd'hui encore je m'arrache mes cils car je n'ai jamais eu confiance en moi, toujours dans ma zone de confort, silencieuse... Donc je mets toujours un eye-liner quand je sors.

Maintenant que je suis une femme adulte, j'ai toujours ce TOC mais cette maladie apparaît de moins en moins contrairement au tout début c'était pratiquement tous les jours avec ma dépression je sombrais, je m'isolais, mais je n'ai jamais pris de médicaments comme les antidépresseurs ou quoique ce soit. Car je sais contrôler mon corps et mes émotions même dans les moments les plus durs j'ai une force mentale à garder tout pour moi. On me mal traité au collège verbalement ça me traiter de tous les noms horribles qu'on entend tous les jours par certains camarades. Eux ils ont dû oublier, ils vont encore me traiter de menteuse, manipulatrice sans savoir me connaître vraiment. J'étais leur souffre-douleur tous les jours, ahhh oui comment ne pas oublier leur création d'un profil Facebook : le fake boyfriend. Bien évidemment je n'étais pas la fille la plus belle, ni merveilleuse, ni une déesse. J'étais une pourriture, ouais c'est ça je me sentais comme ça et la nuit je pleurais et j'écoutais ma tristesse avec la détresse. C'est cruel, tellement violent de se détester soi-même jusqu'à la dépendance. J'étais une dépendante affective, je m'imaginais avec un garçon dont c'était impossible, j'ai eu beau d'avoir des crushs, mais maintenant que j'ai bientôt fini mon âge de 24 ans je tombais toujours amoureuse des mauvaises personnes. Car quand vous êtes un dépendant affectif vous tombez amoureux toujours de la mauvaise personne en vous imaginant vos plus beaux fake scenarios possible avec cette personne que vous souhaitez vivre une belle histoire. Quand j'étais en crush sur quelqu'un je ne faisais pas attention autour de moi, je ne voyais que la personne que j'étais en crush et le reste était tout derrière. C'est horrible quand vous êtes un dépendant affectif car on n'aime pas la solitude, on a peur de cette solitude on veut toujours avoir quelqu'un à nos côtés sans tomber amoureux mais juste une présence de cette personne.

Avant j'avais peur de la solitude, j'étais tellement dans ma dépendance affective era que je me suis même dit à mes 18 ans j'aurais un amoureux, vivre avec lui... Regardez-moi, j'ai 24 ans et dans 2 semaines j'aurais 25 ans je n'ai jamais tombé amoureuse réellement mais je me voyais tomber amoureuse dans mes rêves, seulement dans les rêves. Je n'ai pas d'expériences, je ne connais rien à l'amour car je ne l'ai pas vécu, je n'ai jamais écris une histoire d'amour d'un amour fou parce que je n'arrivais pas à m'aimer et m'accepter. Je n'ai toujours pas été fière de moi sauf à part mon Bac pro en production graphisme au lycée. J'avais peur de la solitude et maintenant j'ai évolué j'ai appris à être indépendante quand je suis rentrée en fac de philo en 2019. La philosophie m'a changé la vie, j'ai découvert pleins de choses sur la vie, le développement personnel de l'humain notamment la psychanalyse ouais j'ai appris ça à la fac et je peux être fière que cette licence m'a changé énormément.

J'ai appris qu'il faut apprendre à être seule, la solitude fait tellement du bien sans attendre de personne, il faut être focus à des objectifs qu'on souhaite réaliser. Aller au cinéma tout seul.e, se rendre à des concerts en solo. Parfois prendre un temps avec soi-même fait du bien à la santé mentale. Prendre un livre, son journal intime et se poser au jardin public puis écrire en se vidant la tête.

Si vous voulez crier, pleurer et rire ? Faites-le ! Surtout écrivez tout ce que vous ressentez, vous êtes un guerrier / une guerrière ! Cruel Violence Project a pour but de mettre la santé mentale plus en visibilité comme l'anxiété, la dépression, les addictions, la dépendance affective, etc... Toutes ces choses qu'on vit dans notre quotidien et ce qu'on a vécu. Bientôt un serveur Discord français sera à votre disposition dès cet automne 2024 !

Je pense que j'ai tout dis pour introduire les premiers pas sur Tumblr ! Récemment, je suis tombée amoureuse du nouvel album de Billie Eilish : HIT ME HARD AND SOFT 🌊🫧. Je vous laisse avec ce moment musical car j'ai trouvé l'hymne de ma révolution et j'espère que vous allez aimer mon travail. Je ne cherche pas à être célèbre, mais parler de ma santé mentale à des coeurs inconnus qui ont besoin de parler et d'être soutenu par une inconnue : je vais vous aider à trouver votre lumière pour que vous (re)briller à nouveau !

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