#make it make sense pleassee

[sammys-magical-au]

Y’know what? There’s something about the Clovis arc that really bothers me that I gotta get off my chest. A lot of people say that Anakin’s actions are out of character, and while I agree, I think Padmé is also very out of character. I just cannot believe that she would be so angry with Anakin for trying to protect her - would she be mad at him for saying she “has no say in the matter”? Absolutely. But Padmé “to be angry is to be human” Amidala would not say “get away from me!” to Anakin for beating the shit out of someone who was just trying to assault her. Padmé “I truly, deeply love you” Amidala would not tell Anakin they should “stop seeing each other” over him hurting someone she clearly doesn’t even like. Yes, she would be frustrated with him for interfering and overreacting, but if the Tusken Raiders weren’t a deal-breaker for her, why would Clovis be one? It doesn’t make sense, it felt like the writers were trying to turn them into the “constantly bickering couple” trope, and that just isn’t them at all

[rayngvin]

dw.. I love you, murder😭

When you've grown attached to your situationshipmates. But then. When you're no longer in that situation the others find other people and you end up all alone because you have no one unlike them.

[gravegoer]

I saw a video of a guy blowing smoke into his gfs mouth when they kiss AHHHH THAT WITH SEVIKA HAS ME ROLLINGGGGGGG

Smokey kisses

i feel like I know exactly what video you're talking about, and 100% agree with you! i also have part 2 of the bodyguard fic coming out soon ! asks are still open, if i havent answered yours PLEASSEE resend, some get lost in the void.

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Whenever Sevika smoked cigarillos around you, she never blew the smoke in your face, assuming you never wanted to inhale the secondhand smoke.

When talking face to face with you, she blows the smoke out of the side of her thick lips (sometimes into someone else's face, not that she cares)

Even when you kiss, she feels a little self-conscious about her breath, knowing it probably tastes bitter. She tries to lessen the blow by using some cheap strawberry chapstick every so often.

Once you leaned in to kiss her while she was smoking and she pushed back on your chest with the hand that wasn't holding her cigarillo.

"Not right now sweetheart"

At first, you didn't realize why she did this, thinking maybe she was uncomfortable with your affection. But you started to realize the trend within a few months.

How she refused to smoke inside your house, and never purposely lit one up around you unless she was stressed or anxious. But not before muttering an apology.

Obviously, knowing this information you wanted to make her less insecure of her habits. If you couldn't get rid of the habit you might as well embrace it, right?

This is the part where you hatch your master plan.

When you two sat together in Sevika's private booth at the bar there was a cigarillo held between her lips as she was in the middle of a poker game. You sat on her leg, her mechanical arm holding you steady by the waist.

This was one of your guys' pastimes, she would show you off to the jealous men at the bar while you got to indulge in the warmth of her body and the heat of her touch.

Undoubtedly she was winning, a man huffed in disappointment from her left. This made her chuckle and smoke was blown out of her nostrils, she shifted her leg slightly, making you bounce in her lap.

You smiled at this, leaning back on her shoulder.

As the men shuffled out of the booth (not before handing over Sevika's winnings) you wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

"Good job baby," You kissed her on the cheek as a reward, a reward that she definetly valued more than the gold on the table infront of her.

"Dont you ever get tired of watching me win?" She said teasingly, running a hand up your thigh.

You inched closer to her face, "No, not even a little bit"

She backed up a bit as you got closer to her lips, raising an eyebrow at you. Before she could retaliate further you grabbed her face and pulled it towards yours

Your lips intertwined with hers, a gasp escaped her lips, causing smoke to be blown into your mouth. At that you inhaled, deepening the kiss.

Her eyes were open, pupils blown wide as she stared incrediously at you. This shock didnt last long as she started to kiss you back, grabbing the back of your head and running her fingers through your hair roughly.

"Fuck, that was so hot"

She muttered between heavy breaths and rough kisses.

Pulling away, she took another drag of her cigarillo and pushed her mouth back against yours, releasing a breath when you kissed her back.

She groaned at the feeling of you taking the smoke into your mouth and letting it linger, the fumes your senses as it escaped in small spurts through your lips.

Sevika smirked into the kiss, now moving her mouth down to your jaw. But you pushed her head away, giggling.

"You should have let me do that sooner." She rubs the back of your head where her hand sat.

"Yeah? Well, quit acting like I don't know you smoke when you're around me."

this was infact NOT proof read so dont come at me....

taglist: @thequeenreaders @hangezoes-wife @thesecondhandwoman @slut4sevika @kylorey25

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Read your post about something other than angst for Simon so I have a thought that needs to get out. Morning routine with Simon. Obviously, the man is military and has a strict routine but that all goes to shit with you. Sleeping in, lazy lunch, all that cute couples shit but with Simon.

hello! tyvm for sending this idea! cute and silly couple’s domestic fluff is sweeettt!! I hope you will enjoy this :D 💖

A Day of A Cute (and Silly) Couple - Simon Riley*Reader

[6:00]

Simon doesn’t need an alarm, he automatically wakes up at 6 am.

Jogging is an important part of his morning routine when he’s on leave, a nice way to maintain his stamina, and to keep him from getting too loose.

“Where you... going...”

Oh, he forgets he has an unavoidable barrier, between him and his morning jog.

Simon looks down at you, clenching at the hem of his shirt. Your eyes aren’t even open, you just catch him in instinct and now refusing to let go.

“Go for a jog, you know it, love.” The calmness of morning makes him explain in a soft tone unconsciously.

“Stay... please...”

“You can hug your blåhaj first, I will be back soon, yeah?”

“You feel better than blåhaj...”

“...”

It’s too cruel for him to just leave you here, not when you choose him over that bloody shark you always squeeze against your body.

Simon secures the curtain so the room won’t be too bright after the sun fully rises, and lies back on the bed.

Your limbs immediately twine around him when you sense his figure is nearby, and scoots closer to him.

Jogging is important to keep him from getting loose... it’s a must for him to be strict with his morning routine...

The voices in his mind are gradually replaced by the little snores of yours as he drifts back to sleep.

[12:00]

“Can we eat fries for lunch?”

you yell at Simon who’s preparing lunch in the kitchen.

“No”

“WHYYYY!”

“UNHEALTHY!” He shouts back so his voice won’t get covered by the noise of the range hood.

okay then... you feel a bit disappointed, but you can’t come up with a convincing reason, so you just back to sweeping the floor.

just as you’re cleaning the last few spots, a scrumptious smell catches your attention, it’s not those chicken breast or salad or scrambled eggs that Simon deems healthier.

“Do you make fries?!” You knock open the kitchen door with excitement.

What you see is Simon sprinkling some salt and pepper on a bowl of fries, and he turns to you when you rush in like an energetic child.

“A few fries are tolerable” He shows you the bowl, and you can’t wait to reach out and take a bite on the crunchy and golden fries.

“Thank you, baby.” You press an open mouth kiss on your lover’s cheek.

“Don’t kiss me with your greasy mouth...”He growls, but you’re already leaving the kitchen, lilting an off-key song with the bowl of fries in your arms.

Simon just shakes his head and starts cleaning the countertop. If some fries can make you this happy, then fuck those healthy diets.

[18:00]

You two sitting face to face on the couch, the air is full of tension when you speak first.

“Mushroom”

“Mango”

“Oreo”

“Orange”

“Egg”

“g...”

“It’s over 2 seconds! Go take out the garbage, silly!”

“Fucking hell...”

Snickering at Simon’s loss, as he grumbles and on his way to grab the garbage, you add another star under your name to ‘the winner of the week’ sticky note that’s pasting on the fridge.

[23:00]

“Time to sleep.”

“but I want to watch this movie.”

“You can watch it tomorrow.”

“pleassee I want to watch it nowww Simonnn”

“...Fine.”

(00:00)

Simon looking at you sleeping like a log, whole body leaning on him and tangling him like an octopus, totally ignoring the wretched screaming from the movie, sighs and turns off the TV.

He leaves a night lamp for you, in case you need to get up for water during the night, and adjusts you two into a more comfortable posture.

He hears you mumbling something like donuts or maybe your favorite character, and chuckles quietly at how silly you are.

He already knew you would fall asleep during the movie, so that’s why he gave in, and time proves that his prediction’s correct since he’s looking at your serene face now.

“Goodnight.” Satisfied with you resting safe and sound in his arms, Simon plants a kiss on the top of your head and closes his eyes, hoping for a sweet dream that has you in it.

a/n: blåhaj sorry I love u I don't mean to harm u

[hotnbloodied]

Hiiii can I request popular yandere classmate x oblivious reader, oh and can it be smut pleassee?

Thanks for your ask! I started randomly naming all my yanderes even if they are all one shots, I don't know if I want to keep it though. We'll see. This one almost fucking tore me to shreds, I might need a break after this. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

-˚ʚ♡ɞ˚HB˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Yan!Popular Boy X Oblivious Reader (!!SMUT!!)

!Warning! This post contains yandere themes and topics that may be uncomfortable to people who are sensitive to the topic, read at your own discretion.

CW: not proof read, yous/yours used, gn reader, there is SEX, sloppy lewd writing, yandere tendencies, reader is kind of silly here. (LMK if I'm missing anything.)

!!READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!! MINORS DNI!!

It was the first group project of the year! You and three other people were going to be randomly assigned together to work on a research project about something or another. The first two seemed like nice people but the third was Atticus, your friends have talked about him before. Wasn’t he popular or something? When the group met face to face you finally understood why, he was funny, charismatic and quite the looker. Your group decided to meet up in the library and you thanked your lucky stars that it seemed everyone was working well with each other. The other two in the group knew each other and were friends so when one of them had to leave later on in the day the other one did so as well leaving you and Atticus the only ones in the group still in the library.

Without the other two here, people were more inclined to come by to say hi to Atticus causing him to get distracted, you didn’t care much honestly, you had work to do after all. You overheard a couple of the people who came to talk to Atticus talk about some sort of group karaoke and that he should join them. “Sorry guys, I’m still with my group partner,” he apologized. You looked up, “it’s all good, this is just the first day after all.” Atticus looked at you incredulously. “See? Even your groupmate thinks it’s fine. Join us, Atticus, the girls are asking for you.” Internally he was annoyed, he already said no and the least his groupmate could do was back him up. Were you really that stupid? Eventually though, he was able to convince them to leave him alone. But when he turned expecting to see you still sitting there you were gone. Your stuff was still here so he assumed you went to get more material to research.

Scanning over the library he spots you eventually, struggling to reach for a book on a higher shelf. He sighs and starts walking over to assist but it turns into a run when he notices that you’re about to get toppled by said books. He covers you from getting hurt and curses at himself because having books fall on him fucking hurts. “What are you doing?” He says sternly, “if you can’t reach something ask for help.” He gasps, some of his true self leaked out, his image of a prince type is over. “Dang I’m sorry, you’re right. No sense in getting myself hurt, thanks! By the way, are you okay?” Suddenly, his heart raced, he didn’t know why. It might have been the way you looked under him currently, or it might have been the way you accept his rough tone with you, but either way he was going to explore it, explore you.

The project goes by smoothly, you still hang out with Atticus since the two of you exchanged numbers due to the project. You found it really weird though, each time you hung out with him and his friends, his friends were never able to make it. You hope you’re not scaring them away. Little did you know that if anyone is scaring people away it’s Atticus. The more time he spent with you was like heaven but also hell. He loved spending time and learning new things about you but, fuck, why were you not picking up any of the hints and flirty signs he was giving you?! Like today when it was just the two of you again, you two were at the movies and he tried to get an arm over your shoulder. “Oh my! Are you cold? Here, you can have my jacket.” And wrapped him up in your jacket! Sure, being able to smell your scent was nice but that’s not what he wanted! To rub salt on the wound too, after the movies his friends spotted him and invited you two to join them and you ACCEPTED! “Oh sorry, were you guys on a date?” One of his friends asked. “Oh no, we’re just chilling! We’d love to join you!” You responded. He almost choked up blood.

He went to his last resort and feigned sickness. Worry etched your face and you apologized as you helped carry him away. He convinced you to go to his place since it was nearby and was a bit hurt that you agreed so readily, you were going to be in a private space with him after all. Arriving at his place you helped him inside, all the way to his room. As you wished him better and got up to leave he tugged your arm. “Wait a minute,” he says. “Hm? What’s up, need something?” He hugs you, “I… I need you.” Not sure what he meant, but feeling like he needed this, you hugged him and both of you stayed like that for a while. That was, until his lower half decided to act up. “Do you, uh, need help with that?” You ask, almost too innocently. His face flushed, “help with this…?” “Of course, a boner is a natural part of your body, you know. Though I also heard that boners don’t happen just because someone is horny though…are you horny?” Atticus felt the blood rush to his head, all he could do was meekly nod.

You were sucking on his member, he could tell that you’ve done something like this before but maybe not too often due to the slight hesitation you exhibited. Regardless though he never imagined you would have been so willing to do this for him, should he have asked sooner? The sight of your mouth wrapped so prettily around his cock, he wasn’t the type that was quick to cum but just because it was you doing this act on him he felt close. He couldn’t have that, so he grabbed your shoulder and urged you on to his bed. “Take off your clothes,” he instructs. You did as he told, he gulped, he wanted this for how long now? It felt surreal that this was real. He couldn’t help but use his hands to explore your body, groping, touching, feeling your warmth. Your breathing quickened, you weren’t sure why he was taking so long, his exploration of your body started making you feel needy. You were close to telling him to hurry but let out a yelp when he started to suck and lick on your chest. He worked his way down to your lower area.

“What are you doing? Is all this necessary?” You ask him. “Please,” he begged, “I just need this, won’t you let me?” You whimpered, this is good and all but all this teasing is something you aren’t used to. He sucked and tongue prodded you for a while, you said that you would let him do what he wanted but you wanted to release soon and his tongue wasn’t doing that for you. “Hey, uh– hnn!!” Before you could say anything more he inserted a finger then two into you, rhythmically finger fucking you. Making sure to brush against your g spot each time. You were so close and Atticus knew it, so he stopped making you whine even louder. “Why did you stop?” “Grind on my dick,” he ordered. Sluggishly you got up and did as he was told. “Don’t even try to insert before I allow you to.” So you rubbed your sensitive area against him, slow at first but even you can grow impatient and you’ve been that for a while. Your wetness making a mess and with your bodies grinding against each other a squelching sound reverberated through the room along with the heavy panting and moaning. “Soon please?” You begged. Atticus needed you badly as well so he pushed you down on the bed again and aligned himself before pushing in causing you to scream out from the intrusion. He jackhammered you silly, “fuck, fuck, fuck, please. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,” he chanted like a mantra, “I need you so bad.” What followed was one of the hardest orgasms you ever had. He unsheathed from you and quickly went to your face marking your face all over with his seed.

After a couple of beats you asked, “hey, uh, can I have some napkins?” “S-sorry,” he scrambled to his drawer and took out a box of tissues. After you cleaned yourself up you asked, “I’d like to borrow your bathroom.” He told you that it was down the hall. You took your clothes and left his room, when you came back you thanked him. “Well that was fun! I’m going to head home now. I’ll see you later alright?” And left. He was shocked, how fucking clueless can you be?? He was going to make sure you understood that you were his now and he was going to move heaven and hell to make sure that happens, his darling.

[chronic-escapixt]

Human Sacrifice

prisonworld!Kai x f!reader

content warnings/tags ~ Minors DNI, 18+ ONLY, Dark fiction, NONCON, kidnap, rough sex, p in v, knife kink, bondage, oral (m receiving), forced orgasm, assault, blood, biting, choking, explicit language, corruption kink

word count: 2.8k

summary: you wake up alone in the middle of nowhere but unfortunately for you, you're not completely alone.

There’s no telling how long I’ve been out here, trekking the same route through this wheat field, my disoriented state worsened by the sun beating down on my body for hours on end. Calls for help fall on deaf ears, feeling so hopeless that I continue on in silence. There’s no one around for miles or at least that’s the fear that grips me into a panic as I dart in the opposite direction thinking that will make a difference.

I’m lost and I don’t even know how I ended up here. One moment, I’m loading my car with my bags to head home for the fall break and the next thing I know, I’m lying in a pile of wheat. In fact, I don’t even remember actually getting on the road. It’s all a tangled mess in my memory that I can’t even begin to sort out until I find some civilization. 

The field eventually opens up and I spot a white farmhouse in the distance. Hoping there’s people inside with a phone so I can call for help. I’m coming up the driveway when I hear the sound of quick footsteps on the loose gravel. I turn in the direction of the noise and scan the area, but there’s nothing there. 

“Hello!” I call out.

There it goes again. I spin around in a hurry. This is weird, and I’m suddenly regretting coming here at all. 

There’s a hard thump at the back of my head and I fall onto the gravel, quickly losing consciousness as a pair of black combat boots fill my line of vision.

I come to with a groan, the pain radiating from the lump at the back of my head to the gash at my temple from the fall. Trying to move my arms proves impossible when there's a thick rope wound around my wrists, securing me up to the wall by a hook above my head.

“Finally! For a minute there, I thought I’d hit you too hard and knocked all the marbles out of your head.” A male’s sardonic voice breaks the silence from the corner of the room, startling me before I strain my eyes. My kidnapper, shrouded in darkness, makes a noise like a creaky chair and stands before stepping into the light.

“Where are my manners? I’m Kai.” My face contorts in confusion. The way he changes his tone to imitate politeness is uncanny. It’s truly unsettling me the way he thinks manners could restore any sense of normalcy after beating me over the head and tying me up. 

He takes another step forward and a scream shreds my throat. 

“HELP!”

“Let me stop you right there. There’s no one else here.. just you and me,” he puts it cut and dry.

I shudder at the thought. 

“No one is coming to save you.. Quite honestly, you don’t have a friend in the world.. Or at least not in this one..” he gives a taunting chuckle. 

“Pleassee…” I whimper but he doesn’t seem at all moved. He purses his lips and rolls his eyes at me. 

“Don’t beg. Believe it or not, I don’t even want to hurt you,” he saunters toward me as I brace myself, flush to the stone wall. He reaches out and snatches my hair in a fist, so hard my neck could snap, forcing me to look up into his eyes, “but I will end your life if you don’t tell me everything I want to know.” 

I feel the unmistakable chill of a knife at the base of my throat and hold still except for the instinctual urge to swallow thickly. 

“Do you understand me?”

I nod.

“Use your words,” he commands. 

“Yes,” I pipe up.

“Good girl.” He wets his lips, “Why did they send you here?”

My response bursts out as nervous babbling, “whatdoyoumeanIdon’tevenknowwhatyourtalkingabout I-” 

The blade silences me to a squeak as he presses it into my neck threateningly.

“Do you know anything?” He groans in a dry tone. 

“M-my name is Y/N! I work at the university library.. My parents own a farm upstate.. I-I don’t know why I’m here.. Honestly..” I blubber.

He lets out a heavy sigh and tucks his knife away into his back pocket.

“If it’s money you want I can-”

“Shut up.” He studies my face for a brief moment, raising his hands. I flinch, thinking he'll strike me, but they just hover there before he places them on my cheeks. I jump when he lets out a loud laugh, turning away from me. 

“You’re useless! You don’t even have any magic!” 

“..magic?” 

“Yes, magic! How else do you think you ended up in my prisonworld?” He scoffs at me as if I'm the crazy one while he’s muttering to himself like a madman. I start fidgeting with my ropes again, desperate to get away from him. 

He goes eerily silent and slowly returns to me. My body sinks into the wall as he closes the distance between us.

“Ooh, I get it.. dear old dad is trying to butter me up before they release me.. apparently the wonder twins fell through and they’re gonna’ give me a shot at the merge afterall,” he chuckles, running the back of his hand down my cheek, cold rings chilling me to the bone.

“I don’t understand..”

“It’s been nearly two decades since I’ve enjoyed anything other than my right hand.. being trapped here alone and all.. and while I still plan on raining down a fiery vengeance on my coven, I'm not opposed to accepting their gifts in the meantime.. especially when they’re as pretty as you.”

“No- NO! I’m not-” I’m squirming hard, his arms come down at either side of my head, caging me in.

“hush-shh-shh, I’m not gonna hurt you.. just let me look at you..” I attempt to steady my breathing. 

He studies me, looking me up and down, “your tits are on the smaller side but I bet they’re pretty too..”

He gave my breast a tight squeeze and I yelp. I want to beg, but it’s no use. His hands are already trailing up my thighs without a word as I silently curse whoever brought me here for putting me in this mini skirt. Come to think of it, I’m not wearing my bra either. It seems I was giftwrapped especially for this horny sociopath. 

He wrenches me apart and forces each thigh across his hips as I writhe in his grasp. 

“No.. none of that. I want to enjoy this..” 

I scream but he captures the sound with his mouth and I'm overwhelmed by the heady flavor of spicy mint. His tongue invades every corner of  my mouth, stroking my own with vigor. He's starved and trying to consume me all at once.

I tremble as he raises the knife and brings it to my chest. The blade shreds through the fabric of my shirt, exposing my breasts in one foul swoop. My perked nipples seem to meet his approval when he mumbles, “definitely pretty.” 

He tweeks one with the pads of his fingers while fully kneading my other breast to his evil little heart’s content.

“.. fuckkkk..” I exhale

He grins, “like that, huh?” 

“NO!” I shout, trying to kick my legs free as hard as I can. He pins me flush with his hips, my tailbone colliding with the rough wall. I can feel his stiffen, the hot shape digging into me. 

He recaptures my lips, his hands growing rougher with my tender breasts. 

It hurts but in a way I can’t stop myself from enjoying. His cruel touch makes my deepest parts quiver.

I want so badly to squeeze my legs closed, hide it from his wandering hands that are already locked onto their next target, his palm finding the wet patch in my panties, his fingers prodding at my leaking hole through the cloth. 

He pushes the fabric aside as he couldn’t be bothered to pull them off of me completely. The direct contact with my puffed pearl sends corresponding pulses up to the pit of my stomach as I whine and squeeze my eyes shut.

He pauses. “no.. hey,  look at me..” 

I pop my eyes open when I feel his hand rub my juices across my face and lips, forcing me to confront how shamefully wet he’s making me, before sliding back into place between my thighs.

A finger slips inside, prodding my tender walls with careful consideration before retreating from me.

“You’re so tight I might break you.”

He proceeds to unbuckle his pants, dropping his cargos and briefs. His cock jumps with its own pulse. The length was nothing short of intimidating, a girth that could rival my forearm and a bulbous mushroom tip that made my insides grind in anticipation. There’s no way that’s fitting inside me.

I protest by squirming again, but he grabs my face, his fingers digging into my cheekbones, 

“Behave yourself and this will be fun for the both of us.”

I shake my head. He’ll rip me half and judging by his behavior thus far, he’s not gonna be gentle about it. 

“Stop..stop it.. I know it’s big.. I’ll make it fit.. okay? Come on.. you’re plenty wet. You’re probably one of those perverted girls that gets off to this stuff anyway.. aren't you?”

“Go to hell,” I snarl.

He tightens his hold until my lips squish closed, “mark my words, I’m gonna make you come on my cock.” 

He gets to work, stroking my clitoris. 

I chew my lips till I taste blood but my moans escape from me anyway. My body seems to completely betray me and arch into his touch. I can hear his hum of approval as he feels my body submit to him. He slides two digits inside, beginning to pump into my squishy walls as I rut my hips to his movements, just mindlessly chasing the high from whatever he gives me.

“Good girl..” He growls in my ear. His hand strokes the length of his member until his precum pearls at the flushed tip.

He butterflies me open against the wall and pushes into me all at once, grunting in my ear as I cry out garbled nonsense. my nails digging into my palm, the only movement I’m allowed

His cock reaches depths I didn’t think were possible, far beyond the damage I could do with my largest toys on my nightstand back home. I struggle to accommodate him the way he forces my body to. Though I’m fully aroused, he leaves an aching burn every inch of the way. 

He’s all I can sense, completely overriding my nervous system. I don’t even notice my tears until he licks them away with his tongue. 

“See, I told you I could- hey.. don’t cry..” he whispers as if trying to console me, as if I can’t feel his sadistic smile on my skin.

Every thrust, erratic yet precise. He knocks the air from me, but he knows exactly what he’s doing. My core responds by wetting his path so that each stroke leaves a sloppy squelching echo between our bodies. 

Despite my best efforts, it seems he’s going to make good on his promise. The way the coil in my gut draws dangerously tighter with each brush of his generous cock. The ridges along him catch at my stretched walls making me clamp down for the sensation. 

He feels it too, I know it by the way his hand balls into a tight fist at my side. 

My moans go shrill when he leans down to bite my collar bone. 

The combination of pleasure, pain, and fear turn me nuclear. I just combust into waves of ecstasy, my walls milking him until he twitches and creams my insides with thick coats of his spend. 

He pulls away from my neck, and I catch a glimpse of his face. Soft parted lips, hooded gray eyes and a deep red flush that colors his pale skin all the way down his neck. He’s the embodiment of evil, I’m sure of it, but in this moment I can only process his gorgeously fucked-out face.

“Best gift ever..” he sighs and chuckles to himself. Then his hand reaches up and wraps around my throat, ending the moment as soon as it started. I squirm and kick as panic sets in. 

It can’t end like this.

I gasp as he constricts my airway, cooing in my ear in his soothing voice. “Shhh.. it's okay.. just go back to sleep..”

My struggles weaken until tiny black spots fill my vision and I’m out again.

I wake up in a bed. The light of early morning streaming in through the curtains. I must’ve slept through the rest of the afternoon and night, yet my body is still riddled with exhaustion. Oddly though, after all I’ve been through, I feel clean and when I pull the covers off I see I was changed into a black dress, more like lingerie with its lacy fabric so sheer and tight I can practically see my kidneys. There’s a mirror over on the vanity and I rise on shaky legs and take a seat in front of it. 

I see a fresh bandage on my forehead. My lips are still red and puffy and my eyes are bloodshot from crying. Between my neck and shoulder in a purple bruise in the shape of a bite. I run my fingers along the divots from his teeth and wince.

“Someone must be awake from their beauty rest.” I jump at the sound of his approaching voice from down the hall.

I have to get out of here. I get up and dash out of the room, running as fast yet as quiet as I can in the opposite direction. Each step causes me pain as I hold my abdomen but I beeline down the stairs to the front door. 

I think I made it home free until I turn the knob and it doesn’t budge. I try repeatedly, but the fucker rigged it so I can’t get out. I’m locked in from the outside. My hands are shaking now, but as I back away, I catch the gleam of a set of keys in the corner of my eye. 

Hope fills my chest, but before I can reach them, I’m swept up by a pair of strong arms and lifted off the ground.

“Where do you think you’re going, hm?” he husks. 

“Just let me go! I don’t know why I’m here or who sent me. I just want to go home!” I scream.

He chuckles darkly and holds me so tight it's hard to breathe. 

“I already told you why you’re here, and if you want to make it back home in one piece, I suggest you get with the program, baby.” 

He hurls me onto the floor and I roll until my ribs knock in the pointed corner of the wall. The pain makes me cry out. 

He shakes his head and tsks, “pathetic.” His taunting footsteps approach as I cower in the corner, holding my hand out as silent plea.

He reaches down and grabs the back of my neck, holding me in place.

“Aww, haven't had my new toy for a whole 24 hours and I already broke her..”

“I’m not broken,” I bite out. I mean that. I refuse to let him break me.

“Oh?” he sneers at my indignation, “then prove it.” 

He’s unzipping himself with the other hand, shoving his cock in my face. 

“Show me my pretty new toy still works.”

I stare down the veiny monster. Too big from my singular hand to wrap around, but I reach out anyway until he stops me. 

“Mouth only. Come on.. show me the slut who humped my hand in the basement. The one that gets off to being used like a fleshlight.”

Just like before, I submit. Only because I had too, of course - or at least that’s what I tell myself.

I open my mouth, tilting my head back.

He forces himself in, halfway deep until he’s hitting my gag reflex.

“Relax your throat and breath through your nose.. jus’ like that.. atta’ girl.”

I reach up to stabilize my weak body against his thighs as he guides me by the back of my head up and down his shaft until my jaw grows sore and wet and tears run down my cheeks.

I feel him twitch at the back of my throat and then a sticky warmth envelops my tongue. He looks down and mouths for me to swallow it and I obey.

When he releases me, I crumble against the wall like a used rag doll. 

He adjusts himself back into his pants then hauls me up by my arms, my body too weak to do anything but let him.

“Come on. Let’s get some actual food in your stomach before your body gives out on me.”

Part 2 (comment or reblog to join taglist)

[aettuddae]

OH MY GODDD OH MH GOD THE YURI😭😭THE YURI ITS EATINF MY BRAIN!! ITS EATING MY BRAIN!!‼️‼️‼️

daein was no longer in the same place she had been all night, but was now in the arms of her best friend, jennie, who had forced her to dance with her to get her to change that moody attitude she used to have. karina knew that the interaction probably had no hidden agenda, but she couldn't calm the pang she felt in her chest as she watched daein let the other girl move to the music, rubbing against her body, or as her hands roamed her neck, her arms and her waist. but what made her insides burn the most was the stupid grin that lay on hong's lips.

jimin had kissed her, had cared for her, but that had never made her smile.

"jennie wouldn't be with daein." she assured and looked karina in the face who was giving her a sidelong glance, one that indicated she wasn't sure if she believed her. "yes, she's my best friend and she would never do that to me."

“if we hadn't stopped you today you would have tried to kiss jennie." she accused. "and i know that, i'm sure of it." she wouldn't cry in front of her, but she wanted to. "because when you're like this you don't care if you feel anything or not, you just want attention, someone to love you for a few seconds."

I KNOW YOU DID THIS FOR ME DDAE 😭😭LO HICISTE POR ME😭😭DAENNIEEE MÁS DAENNIE PORFAAA PLEASSEE 🙏🙏

and if I say this.. it may get me booed off aettuddae anon stage for good.. but they can’t silence me. JIMIN AND MINJEONG REALIZE DAEIN ISNT SHIT LEAVE HER GET TGT AND DAENNIE 🙏🙏DAENNIE REAL!! and remember when I said I’d write to make it happen.. watch me cook.

jennie was perfect. the top student, the most loyal, selfless girl in the world. she’d do anything for her friends, for her parents— she just wanted to help people, to do and be good. jennie always put other people before herself. she worked herself to the bone for her parents, she never did anything she really wanted, all because she needed to study— she did everything for her friends, strangers, sometimes— nothing for herself. not really.

so when daein comes, an insufferable, fucked up girl— jennie’s assigned to take care of her. daein is difficult, and a mess, but they’re friends. they become friends, somehow. jennie wants to help her— she loves seeing daein do the right thing, because that’s her work. she’s the one that helped her, she’s doing good. she’s helping her, she’s seeing the effects of doing the right thing and she likes it. jennie always does the right thing, always, but you don’t really see the effects of it till years later, but this? it’s instant gratification.

so when jennie finds out her best friend likes daein, and daein likes her best friend, she tells herself it’s even better that she’s doing this, because she wants her best friend’s-future-girlfriend to be perfect for her. so selfless.

jennie really does care about daein, though— even with all the issues and the drama surrounding jimin and minjeong and daein, daein’s still her friend. she’ll still help her whenever she needs— so why does she keep calling jimin? why not her? It’s not like she really cares, it just doesn’t make sense. jennie could help her, and it wouldn’t make minjeong jealous! daein is just making things harder for herself.

but maybe daein’s rubbing off on her, because jennie’s going to a party, and she’s scared of daein’s bike, especially because the girl isn’t in her right mind, but there’s a stupid part of her brain that thinks ‘if daein’s with me, I’ll be safe’. It’s a dumb thought, and she knows the opposite is true, but she gets on the bike. she goes to the party.

and when they get there, daein is acting bitter, and irritated, and she knows that just means that daein’s upset— sad. she doesn’t know why that thought bothers her so much. she tries to fix it.

dancing with daein is good. it feels good. jennie has never been one for letting herself enjoy things— she’s kind of a martyr, that way. the selfless only suffer. but here, in this dimly lit, loud space— jennie feels like this is right. daein’s hands are all over her, and her eyes are half lidded, and jennie finds herself touching her back, just to try it. jennie’s never really done this before, and for the first time she feels some kind of spark, some kind of draw. maybe daein feels it too. and when daein smiles at her, she thinks— does daein smile like that at all the girls she brings home? did she smile like that at karina, at minjeong

fuck, minjeong, her best friend. this is wrong. this is so wrong-

and before she can rip herself away, causing a scene, minjeong and jimin magically appear. great. they take daein away, and her hands flex without her knowing. why do they deserve it? jennie hasn’t ever had anything she’s wanted in her life. why can’t she ever have what she wants? but then she realizes she’s acting like a child. pathetic. minjeong is closer to her, and asks something about if she’s pathetic. jennie’s thinking, ‘I’m so pathetic,’ so maybe she says something like that to her. she doesn’t remember. jennie takes a shot. she doesn’t do stuff like this often, she reminds herself.

jimin’s observation was right, though. not like she’d ever know— daein doesn’t smile at jimin like that. she smiles at minjeong like that. at jennie. but maybe it’s an act. it probably is.

jennie is minjeong’s best friend. jennie is loyal, and selfless— she is. she would never get in the way of minjeong’s happiness. she had been snapped out of it. but that doesn’t mean that the feelings go away. it just means that she pushes them down. like always, she pushes them down to do the right thing. jennie will always do the right thing.

but what if minjeong and jimin were too busy arguing to notice? unlikely, but they got oddly wrapped up in each other when they were fighting. daein and jennie are back in an empty dorm, the rest of the school quiet— most of the students probably at a party— and daein sees her for the first time and thinks god, she’s pretty. maybe it’s not the first time she’s thought that, but it’s the first time she’s thought that and seen jennie as a friend, not just a stranger. the sight of her makes her face a bit red, and she looks away.

and TRUSTT THEY KISS LIKE THAT ONE DELETED BECHLOE SCENE TRUST‼️‼️TRUST IN ME‼️‼️TRUST ME TRUST ME (https://youtu.be/x8H_CZU24V4?si=ZDpbqNAIgAZDJ76u)

they don’t talk about it. jennie doesn’t usually lie, but she tells minjeong she felt sick and went home. minjeong doesn’t have a reason not to believe her.

but now, daein calls jennie instead of jimin. and even though jennie is always doing something— studying, extracurriculars, her duties— jennie will either drop it, or get out of it as fast as possible to help daein. if daein’s sad, if she’s anxious, she calls jennie. jennie will be there. If she’s studying? then she’ll come study in daein’s dorm. if she’s doing her assignments? she’ll bring them over to daein’s dorm. jennie has been careful to never leave a notebook there, just.. for no reason (to avoid suspicion). daein hasn’t been smoking as much, or drinking, since jennie’s been with her. she still does, jennie knows, but not when she’s around. jimin still talks to her, jennie knows that— she also knows daein is kind of using her. daein will use anyone to make her feel loved, but— jennie already likes daein, so she supposes she can help.

(daein, one night, when she was drunk, tried to kiss jennie again. jennie pulled away so quickly, looking at the wall, looking away, and she says— ‘daein.’— ‘minjeong is my best friend. she likes you’. daein never tries anything again, but she does notice jennie’s eyes are watery. daein doesn’t really register hers are too)

and when daein finally gets with whoever she’s supposed to be with— jimin, or minjeong— jennie says she’s happy for her. jennie doesn’t tell her that she cries that night, or that she hates herself for crying because she’s such a horrible friend, that she’s not selfless or loyal because she’s betrayed minjeong. jennie doesn’t even make it two weeks before breaking down in front of minjeong, telling her everything, every detail, and the worst part? she tells her “I love her. I’m so sorry, I love her”.

minjeong doesn’t scream, or yell, even if she’s feeling angry, even if she’s a little betrayed. because jennie just wanted her to be happy. it’s a shame jennie can’t ever really get that, if you think about it.

(and when it inevitably doesn’t work out with minjeong or karina, and daein finds herself with jennie again, they decide to keep it that way. minjeong and karina get a little too close, bonding over having liked daein and all her bullshit, and they don’t really care that much about the wreck of a girl anymore. jennie does, though. daein’s gotten better. it’s all because of jennie. they don’t say I love you for a very, very long time. but they don’t have to. they both know)

IDGAF IF THIS IS OOC OMG 😭😭I had to rewrite this twice because my first ask got deleted #rip #that one was way better.

uhmmm daennie truthers wya come get y’all juice I did it PLEASE DDAE DAENNIE GIVE ME DAENNIE😭😭THEY DINT HAVE TO HE ENDGAME MORE DAENNIE MOMENTS PLEASEEE PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏I JSUT WANT THEM TO MAKE OUT BY ACCIDENT AND THEN NEVER SPEAK ABOUT IT AGAIN THE PLOT CAN CONTINUE AS NIRMAL JUST NEED THAT ADDED IN PLEASPLEAPLSE DOOMED YURI PLEA-[A TRAIN RUNS OVER ME]

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well, damn, anon, hello.

i read all this, but i didn't write down my reactions i'm sorry 😭 i'll just confess that i did add the little daennie for you ! lol

also, the angst and the yearning in this is TOP TIER, honestly YOUR MIND 👏🏼 and that build-up to the kiss is insane, you had me at the edge of my sit.

i'll leave it to the rest of the community to read your fanfiction of my fanfiction because this is amazing and you're amazing writer. if more people were to want me to write a daennie piece i could add it as a high garden academy extra, so let me know !

and enjoy the mind of our disk anon !

[wc-confessions]

Atp i dont care about ships, ship what you want and make an au and rewrite it how YOU are comfortable with it. People are complaining about EVERY single wc ship just.. get over it.. this series already sucks you’re just tiring yourself out now..

Idc what ppl ship since every ship in warrior cats either has an huge age gap or are related. Just fix it and make it make sense pleassee..

The only ships ill stay away from is like those romanticized inappropriate ships with age gaps and incest (basically proshippers being proud about their grossness)

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[sneeze-weed]

WARNING THE STONER KITTYPOSTING COMMENCES NOW.

please please please please PLEASSEE hear me out

ESA catboy/girl (puppy actually makes more sense) who instead of getting taken care of looks after their owner?? like m. maybe i’m going insane. but im dizzy with the concept of laying on my person’s chest and they pet me until they feel better. bringing them their water and snacks when they’re in bed sick or tired, and pulling them to bed when they need to lay down…..

[neeksnicoboytoy]

THIS is how ushijima looks yall (guy in the picture is darlan souza btw). this type of build. i really love the hq fandom but sometimes the non-volleyball players bother me a bit because WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT MAN IS SHAPED LIKE A LITERAL STICK. EVEN MIDDLE BLOCKERS HAVE MUSCLE. SETTERS TOO like just because they're tall doesn't mean they have 0 fat percentage and 0 muscle??? PLEASSEE IT DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE!!!!

the one in the middle (nr 20, david smith) is the USA middle blocker!! look at that muscle!! this is normal physique for a middle blocker!!!

one i do understand is oikawa because he's such a pretty boy archetype that it makes sense that fandom doesn't make him bulky. bro probaly eats salads n shit

Oooh I am so tired of the twinkification of haikyuu characterssss Istg if I see one more fanart of Ushijima where he looks like the love interest of a shoujou anime, and is lean/skinny I'm gonna actually scream wth guys he's beefy he's MUSCULAR he is a professional athlete and is like 6"4 I keep seeing fanarts where he has more of Tendou's physique and it bothers me sm like I always see fanart of him and I don't recognize its him cause he's so skinny and I'm like "Who is that? He's wearing the Shiratori- Oh my God, that's not Ushijima, is it????" And then I check the tags, and it is, and I'm like ???? Like, I'm all for drawing characters according to your headcanons, but Ushijima??? Lean??? And I'll go on Pinterest to get ship stuff bc it's less organized and lowkey easier to find stuff since it's just pictures, yk? But I'll look at it, and it's all that weird ass 2000s-2010s artstyle. Take Tsukihina, for example, and Hinata looks like a child. Like Tsukishima is HUGE, and Hinata is TINY!! Their height difference is not that big. And I feel like a lot of it is from comics or doujinshi, and the style just looks like it's from something R rated ykwim???? Like all of it is just helpless baby Hinata 🥺🥺 and his huge tall 'alpha' bf Tsukishima who hates everybody but him. Like they just take random characters and twinkify them; they make them overtly feminine for no reason and it makes me sooo madddd I am sick of fuckin Thumbelina Hinata and Levi Ackerman Ushijima make it stop!!!! OR THE OPPOSITE WHERE THEY MAKE RANDOM CHARACTERS SUPER DOMINANT AND SEXY AND WEIRD BC 1 THEY ALWAYS USE THE HIGH SCHOOL VERSIONS OF THEM AND 2 THEY ARE FUCKING LOSERS AND NERDS THEYRE NOT CALLING A GODDAMN SOUL "BABYGIRL 🫦😩" THEY ARE CALLING EACH OTHER MORONS AND INSULTINF THEIR HAIRCUTS

[teal-gerard]

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[carletes]

Some TSOR pregnant times pleassee? Like lando and Carlos marvelling over the baby bump / realising it’s twins / feel the kick… mpreg Carlando and TSOR are two of my fav things ♥️

i cannot stress enough how much carlos takes care of lando while he's pregnant. literally, he wants to go anywhere? carlos carries him.

"i can walk-"

"yes, but why should you?"

"...i can get a palanquin, if you really don't want me to walk."

"oh, and i am not good enough for you?"

lando snorts and realizes that carlos needs to do this for him. besides, he enjoys being treated like- well, like royalty. it's a nice break from years of sleeping in marquees and bedrolls and intimidating Gallian holdouts into not being assholes. and of course carlos is in LOVE with the baby bump. he has his hand on lando's belly any chance he gets. where before he would idly stroke lando's thumb or his thigh, he strokes lando's belly. massages? carlos is ON it. stretch marks? carlos asks cisca for tips and gets lando the most expensive ointment he can find (to be clear: lando is sensitive about the stretch marks. carlos goes BONKERS for them). cravings? WHATEVER HE WANTS. does he need to send to duchy albon to get those specific milk buns that only the albons know how to make? yes. on the double.

when they slowly realize the babies are twins...oh my god. the first is when lando gets HUGE. and then when they get the doctor/midwife to look, and they feel multiple limbs in the abdomen...

"Well. Goddess. You are doubly favored."

"Doubly...?"

"Your Highness, you have two babes quickening in your womb."

Lando stares. Carlos nearly passes out. And then Lando stares at Carlos. And Carlos nearly passes out. And then Lando says, "Is this...okay?"

And Carlos falls on top of Lando and kisses him so senseless that the doctor and midwife see themselves out.

Later, they curl up together, and Carlos rubs Lando's belly. "Two babes," he marvels. "Two."

"Do you think they'll be best friends?"

"Ay, Divinidad, I hope so. Divinidad. Two."

"This really is a miracle," Lando murmurs.

"Mi vida," Carlos whispers, gathering Lando back into his arms to kiss him and do other things to him. "You have always been a miracle."

Alas, that is when one of the twins decides to kick, and Carlos is propelled backwards by the sheer momentum of his alarm. Still, that leads to another excited moment, even if it's in a markedly different sense.

[h0neyjaehyun]

✩ 𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 ✩

| 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | Rin meets someone she hasn't seen in a bit.

| 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 | Rin Lee + Lee Felix (ft. Yeonjun)

| 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵 / 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 | December 2018

| 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 |

Italics | English

"You know, you should stop running and practicing all the time, or you are gonna get burnt out." A deep voice behind her stated, she looked up from her stretch to see a boy she hasn't seen in a little bit. She smiled at his orange hair and turned to face his direction.

"Hi Felix." She turned to his direction opening her arms for him to hug her which he gladly did without hesitation.

"Hi peaches." He picked her up then spinned her. She shreiked.

"Sorry, its been awhile since we've hanged out peaches." He pinched her cheeks which she whined at.

"I know you are older than me, doesn't mean you can abuse my cheeks." She rubbed her face pouting on how hard he pinched her.

"I heard a rumor thats you are debuting a in a boy group like the rest of the girls." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully ignoring her comment, she pushed his face making him look the other direction whining.

"Where did you hear that from?" She asked him curious, it was true but she wasn't allow to actually confirm it, all that was out was Big hit was gonna release a new group including a girl which everyone assumes its Rin which is obvious.

"Around, and its obviously you and if not, thats unfair to you since Nova noona became a part of The Boyz which by the way the group name makes no sense if you think about it, you've always wanted to be part of a boy group." Felix explained sitting down on one of the couches. Rin sighed, it was true, ever since Nova joined a boy group Rin always wanted to join a boy group like the other 2 girls and has spoken about it with her superiors, but somehow became the last too, she even became a bit bitter when Karma went in a boy group even though she didn't want to.

"Okay you got me, but don't tell anyone, I still have to shoot the clip of me being revealed as a member." She sat next to him point like she was threatening him.

"Yeah yeah, but its obvious." He said grabbing her finger then flinging her hand around.

"So-"

"No I'm not introducing you to my members nor talking about the thing." She interrupted him, he poutes sliding down.

"Oh come on peaches, I bet I know them And it wasn't even about that!" He tried to convince her.

"Nope, I will get trouble Felix, and it so was." She shook her head, he layed dramatically in defeat while she just smiled at his ridiculousness.

"Can I atleast walk you homeee~" He sung in hope, maybe he could see his noonas. She shook her head no.

"Why not?" He ask confused it was late and both of them knew that, it would honestly be a little dangerous, to him its better safe than sorry.

"I just moved in with the guys." She smiled apologetically, but he shook his head once more.

"Nope I'm taking you and you can't stop me lets go." He jumped up determined, and she knew he was stubborn, she sighed and nodded grabbing her bag while Felix hooked his arm with hers.

"I have a bad feeling about this." She admitted walking in to the dorm building.

"Oh its fine." He patted her on the back while getting in the elevator.

"Oh by the way you are not coming in."

"Oh come on!" "Nope!" She shook her head popping the p. Felix pouted and his shoulder drooped in sadness. They walked to the dorm with Rin stopped and smiling at Felix who didn't seem to budge.

"Peaches Pleassee." He begged while Rin just shook her head no. Well that was until the door randomly flung open to see Yeonjun looking upset, until his eyes landed on the reason why.

"Ah Rinny~ what took you so long! I was worried sick, please text me when you go out for practice late." He lightly scolded her coddling her in the process, he looked over to see Felix smiling wide, Yeonjun's eyes went wide recognizing the assuie boy.

"Yongbok, hey how are you." He went up to him dabbing him up in the process. Felix smiled and and said hey back.

"I was just dropping her off since it was dark and all."

"Ah thanks, she's been gone since 4 and didn't tell me or anyone where she was." Yeonjun playfully glared at her while she scoffed.

"Excuse me I told Beomgyu." She pointed out which she received a scoff right back.

"You think he listens?" Rin bit her lip in thought and shook her head no.

"Thats what I thought, go to bed missy!" He shooed her into the door then turned back to Felix.

"Sorry, I should have brought her instead of you." He apologized sheepishly but Felix quickly shook his head.

"Oh no no its fine, its been awhile since I've seen her, it was good time to catch up, on that note I'm guess you are debuting soon?" He guessed, well more like figured out.

"How did you know? Did Rin tell you?" Yeonjun asked surprised.

"Not exactly, I figured Rin was gonna debut in a boy group like the rest of the girls. I just wanted to know who they were but she kept refusing this, this was my back up plan." He said pointing at the door. Indicating he took her home to see her members.

"To be nice aswell, but mostly to see who the members are and I see one is a friend I wish you good luck! But I gotta go bye." He waved while walking away and Yeonjun doing the same. He entered to see a pouting Rin.

"What?"

"He came to see who my memeber and not just to be nice.......he is not getting his weave." She shook her head in disappointment while walking to her room leave Yeonjun confused.

Whenever Felix and Rin hangout is usually after promotions and stuff when they still have extensions and makeup so they take it off when they are together. Felix left a brown weave clip that his stylist wants back, the problem is he keeps forgeting. But now he never will.

Later that night ~

🐱🐥 Feckless: uh Rin can you later bring my brown extension???

🍑 Peaches 🍑: no

🐱🐥 Feckless: I- why?

🍑 Peaches 🍑 : you came to see my members not me

🐱🐥 Freckles: oh come on it was a jokeee

🍑 Peaches 🍑: nope bye Felix

🐱🐥 Freckles : OH COME ON

[angelguk]

Idk if this will be difficult to explain and if it is then ignore this lol but what exactly are the ‘houses’ in astrology? Idk if that makes sense but it’s like I have moon in Scorpio and it says 3rd house or sth like that? But yeah, what do the houses mean?

pleassee tell me u not using costar that app is confusing.

houses represent different aspects of ur chart (ur chart is essentially you btw). for example, the first house is the physical self, your entrance in the world, your first instinctual approach to things & first impressions. so u can have Libra in your first house and at the same time have for example your venus in 1H (this equals first house). this mean 2 completely differnt things. libra is ur ASCENDANT and venus (the planet!!!) also sits in that 1st house with Libra... idk if im making sense but the gist of it is that they mean different things.

for ur case scorpio in ur moon shows ur approach to emotions, influence of maternal figures, the inner part of ur ego (this is what the moon represents in astrology!! u can google what moon in scorpio means, the energy changes depending on the sign placement). HOWEVER! 3rd house in scorpio means something else entirely. 3rd house represents how u communicate / siblings / intelligence / how u think. so obvs Scorpio energy will manifest differently here compared to Scorpio in your moon.

this might be confusing but it's really not when u get that houses and planet placements r very very different. here's a visual guide

[somuchtowrite]

Capricorn pleassee

thank you for the ask anon!!

capricorn: what does your writing schedule look like? how often does it take you to write a chapter?

i don’t have a schedule at all, though i try to stick to minimum of 1000 words a day (i haven’t been too consistent with that lately, though:/). as for how long it takes to write a chapter, i don’t actually write in chapters until revision!! i write scenes, and then later i clump them up into chapters that make sense. but i can usually do a scene a day (normally around 1500-2000 words) if i’m really focused on getting it done.

[armytae18]

The Love We Share

Mature| 1528 words

“Hey love can you come here?” I asked from the bathroom of our 5 star hotel room. He strolled into the bathroom closing the door behind him. “Can you call room service for some wine please?” I asked giving him my puppy dog eyes. “Babe, we have wine in the mini fridge.” He said going to go grab it and two glasses.


Wonho comes back in holding everything and I watched as his muscles move through his tight button up shirt, I bit my lip almost drooling from just that. “Thanks love.” He nods pouring some wine for me to have then for himself. We clink our glasses together then take a sip. When I looked up again all I saw was him staring at me and I could see the love and admiration in his eyes, I blushed. “Hoseok, why don’t you come join me?” I cooed smirking as I lean on the side of the bath tub.


I watched his body language completely change to one of lust, the one thing I noticed is that his eyes always change to a darker color. Wonho looked like he had a plan formulating in his mind and it was making me curious. He slowly started unbuttoning his shirt letting it hit the ground then slowly took his undershirt off tossing it on the other side of the room. “Like what you see honey bun.” He said in his deep voice. “It’s almost the finale. Want to help me with the jeans?” Wonho crepted closer to me putting his hand behind his back waiting patiently in which I leaned over more to unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and started pulling down both his underwear and jeans slowly but when I got close to seeing his dick he stopped me moving my hands away and started kissing me.


I tilted my head to the side to deepen the kiss, he broke his kiss pulled his jeans off quickly and hopped in before I had time to recover from that kiss then he pushed my back against the tub and got on top of me, his hand resting on my right cheek then he slowly moved it to my right breast, gently massaging it and used the other hand to move closer to my lower regions gently teasing it making me gasp in delight temporarily stopping the kiss. Wonho took this opportunity to kiss down to my neck. But soon the bubbles started getting in the way so he picked me up bridal style and took me over to the shower and turned it on washing off the soap giving him a better view of my naked body.


Wonho started admiring my body taking everything in and let out a low growl. I blushed pretty hard. “Babe stop.” I whined getting shy all of a sudden and covering my body the best I could but my breast were too big to cover with one hand. “What do you think you’re doing, hmmm?” He whispered close to my ear. He picked me up putting me legs around his waist. I could feel his bulge pressing against my lower region and I can’t take it anymore I need something. Just when that thought came into mind I felt two fingers slip into my slit. My eyes popped opened as he started pumping his fingers in and out then inserted the third finger. I let out a small moan. “Let it out babe I love hearing you moan.” He lightly growled into my ear.


I was close to my climax but then he took his fingers out leaving me feeling empty inside. “Hope your ready.” He put one of my legs on the ground and left the other one on his hip, he inserted the tip inside me then slowly, making sure not to hurt me, inserted the rest. ���Ahh god.” I moaned biting my lip, my eyes rolling back. “Do you want it rough today?” He asked. “I want you to do what you want to me… And I mean Anything.” I whispered in his ear emphasizing the anything.


Wonho started chuckling lowly then pulled out till it was just the tip then slammed back into me with a lot of focus. I yelped in pain and pleasure mixing inside me, I let out a moan this time more louder. Wrapping my arms around him to get support as he pushed in me at a fast pace. “Ahh, faster! Harder!” I let out throwing my head back felling my orgasm unknot.

He picked me up with his member still inside me and turning the water off, moving towards the bed he threw me down. He looked down at me with a evil smirk making me feel squirmy. I watched him move toward one of his bags and pull something out which I couldn’t see until he turned to me and I saw it, it made me more turned on. Wonho moved onto the bed and grabbed my arms moving them above my head and onto the headrest tieing my wrist together. Once that was done he put a black blindfold over my eyes. My senses were heightened as he lightly moved his fingers over my body causing goosebumps to raise. He raised my hips moving to laying my legs on his thighs so he could access my lower regions better.

I moved my body getting impatient with waiting for him to enter me, I was longing for it whining like a baby wanting candy. He finally answered my prayers and entered me very, very deep not to mention. “Fucccckkkkkkkkkkkkk, omg~~” I moaned so loud and I knew Wonho was loving in, I could feel it in his movement and how rapid they were getting. He was definitely hitting my G-spot, at this rate I’ll orgasm again, not complaining though. “Wonho,” I moved my hands around a lot trying to get out of it. I wanted to hold him. “Untie me~ pleassee~” I whimpered. “What was that dear I couldn’t hear you.” He said with a cocky tone. “Untie me! I want to hold you.” I said trying not to moan but it was hard with Wonho fucking my brains out. “Alright my dear I will grant your wish.” He untied me holding my hands and moving them down my body and towards where his dick was inside me. “What are you doing?” I questioned my blindfold still on.

He held my hand there while he bucked into me hitting the right spot each time, then he gave one last push planting his seed deep inside me. After we recovery he slowly pulled out. Taking off my blindfold. “Can you still keep going?” He asked and I nod. “You?” He nods then drags me to the edge of the bed, he muscles bulging up then he lifted me upside down. I moved my hair out of the way then was greeted by Wonho’s massive member. I felt his tongue lick my lower regions licking up whatever was there. I licked his tip and then wrapped my mouth around his member, bobbing my head up and down taking in as much as I could without choking.

After a couple of minutes of that I hopped down and turned around. “My turn.” Then shoved him on the bed crawling ever so slowly onto him seeing his dick perk up and get hard again making me smile and lick my lips. “Relax.” I said pushing him down so he laid down completely. I held the shaft of his dick in my hand to hold it in place so I could easily insert it. I pushed myself down on him seeing his body tense up cause in this position my inner walls were tightening around his member causing more pleasure to arise. Once I was all the way down I stayed there until I could use to his size, I don’t know why but it felt like he got bigger than before. “Babe do you need to take a rest?” He asked sweeping my hair behind my ear and rubbing my cheek. “No I’m fine love.” I smiled placing my hand on top of his on my cheek. “I love you so much.” He cooed and the sweet side of him was coming out. “I love you too. Now stop distracting me.” I joked wiggling a little to remind him I was sitting on his dick. “Do you want me to ride or not?” I spoke then he bucked his hips up giving me the answer I needed as I lifted myself then went back down and going faster. I could tell Wonho was enjoying himself as he grabbed onto my hips and keeps pace with me until we both climaxed for like the 7th time today.

I signed in pleasure and fell down next to him breathing heavily with him. “Did you have fun?” He asked curiously. “I always do with you babe.” I answered. He let out a beautiful chuckle before throwing the blanket over our naked body. “Rest now ok sweetheart, you need it.” He pet my head which soothe me to sleep.