#not to like hate myself but why does my gifs suck ass?

[nadezhda-wexler]

Interview With The Vampire

  S1.E3 ∙ Is My Very Nature That of a Devil

[patriarchyslut18]

I'm a proud gender traitor, even to my own friends. Story time...

Most of my friends don't know i've abandoned feminism and actively crave and support right wing, misogynistic men. I got lunch with a long time friend a couple months ago who started complaining about her boyfriend, apparently she thought he might be cheating on her and to top it off, she says that one time she was blowing him, he held her down on it without air while he came, despite her fighting to push him off. She said how it was basically sexual assault and how she wanted to break up with him because he was becoming more and more abusive due to a porn addiction. Slapping her during sex, spanking harder, choking her, spitting on her etc. I kind of nodded along with her, still trying to not expose my real thoughts to a close friend.

Fast forward a few weeks, i go out to drinks with this same friend. She was telling me she'd started withholding sex as punishment to him, they'd gone from sex most days to once a week and she said it was working, he was tamer during sex, less abusive and she was starting to enjoy it more. The whole time i was thinking about this poor man, this entitled bitch (one of my closest friends) thought she was better than him, that she could control him, a man. I hate women like this now. She is what's wrong with the world. So as the night goes on, we drink more and more, get pretty wasted but i encourage her to have more than me and she's not a girl who needs much encouraging to drink, so she gets blackout wasted, i'm pretty drunk but not so bad that i can't function. I call her BF and ask him to come pick us up from the bar, i can tell over the phone he's pissed that she got so drunk. He arrives and helps me put her in the back seat, out cold. I get in the front and we drive back to their place. I was angling my cleavage to him the whole ride home, flirting, telling him how great of a boyfriend he was to help her. Praising everything about him.

We pull up to their apartment block, we both carry her to the elevator, to their door and into their apartment, taking her and laying her in the recovery position on their bed. As we put her there, he's gotten sick of the work it's taken to move her and i took the opportunity to fan the flames. Apologizing to him, agreeing that she's selfish for making him baby her and that i feel sorry for him, that he doesn't deserve to have to put with it. That she doesn't deserve him. That she's become more selfish and entitled lately and i don't know why i'm still friends with her. Saying anything to connect us against her. I finally get what i want, he calls her a bitch, i agree without hesitation, encouraging him to let his hate for her flow. We go back and forth, talking about the things she does that annoy us, every little bad thing she's ever done. I'm so close to him on the couch by this point, my legs up resting against his. My hand on his leg, he puts his hand on my knee, i start to make out with him, straddle him, grind on him as we do. I was insta wet from his big hands groping at my ass. I slide down, taking his pants with me, kneeling between his legs and get to work sucking his cock. i didn't hold back, i gagged myself without him needing to, told him to slap me, he did, i told him harder, he almost knocked me over. I kept sucking, trying harder the rougher he was to me, wanting to reward him for abuse, make him forget all the shit my friend was trying to teach him. He grabbed my head with both hands and fucked my face without me even asking, i could tell he had so much pent up aggression and desire that my bitch firend wasnt letting him release. He pulled me off his cock and threw me over the couch in one motion, even though he's much bigger than me, his strength still surprised me, i felt like a ragdoll. He moved behind me and fucked my brains out, spanking me red, pulling my hair, choking me. I moaned the types of moans you just can't make up or suppress, the type of moans you only get from being completely lost in the moment. This whole time we can hear my friend snoring from the bedroom, the door was open and neither of us cared or made any effort to try and be quiet. Neither of us cared if she woke up. She deserved this, she did this to herself, thinking she was better than him. He didn't even warn me before he buried himself balls deep and pumped his load inside me, choking me with both hands as he did. He didn't have to, he knew i was his toy.

Finally he pulled out of me and i could barely move, leaking his cum, my whole body in a mixture of overwhelming pleasure and pain. He told me i was better than her which gave me such an intense feeling of pride and happiness. I told him he deserved a girl who would submit to his needs.

Eventually i slept on the couch, he went to bed. Two weeks after, i get messages from my friend telling me she's sure he's cheating, he's gone back to his old ways of being disrespectful. I showed him these texts the next time i saw him (that day) and got him to read out the whole conversation while i sucked his cock. He was fucking me on the side almost every day since that night. Every time i encouraged his abusive side to come out, made him know that it was okay, that is was his right as a man to do what he wanted. We would laugh at her behind her back.

Fast forward to last night. I get a tirade of messages and missed calls from my long time friend. She found out i was draining her man's balls religiously. It was his apartment so she got thrown out (lol), i ignored her and went to be his toy again that very night, finally staying the night.

She may have been one of my best friends for nearly 10 years, but I can get new friends, and i'll probably fuck their boyfriends and husbands too. I think i've developed a homewrecking kink from this. Nothing turns me on more than betraying my own gender and serving superior men.

No friendship, no matter how close or long it is, feels better than serving an alpha male's throbbing abusive cock.

[eashmo]

-Hate Fuck-

I hate you, I love you

Warnings: smut

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Billy Hargrove and Y/N Y/L/N were classmates. They hated each other.

they always fought in the hallways about him being a dick to everyone or how she would snitch on him. Dumb shit.

Y/N and Billy are complete opposites. He was the bad boy that everyone tolerated, and she was the good little nerd that everyone loved. 

But polar opposites attract each other, like a magnet.

That's why he couldn't stop himself from touching himself in his car.

As much as he hated her, he found her attractive, with her h/c hair, her e/c eyes, and her soft skin that he felt once when she tried to punch him and he held her wrist.  

the way her hands would move when she was writing notes, it made him wonder how her fingers felt holding his or around his dick.

The way she would smile at her best friends in the cafeteria, it made him want to kiss those lips even more.

He wanted her so bad.

After school, he jogged to his car. He was parked in the backlot, and he was the only one there, so he couldn't get caught doing anything. 

He sat in his car and rubbed his hard dick through his tight jeans. 

Looking over to her jacket that she dropped in the hallway after one of their many fights, he could smell her jasmine perfume. It only made him hornier.

his heart raced and his cock throbbed at the thought of her.

Unbuttoning his jeans, he slid them off. pulling down his boxers. stroking slowly , thinking about the things y/n will think if she saw him like this.

his hand moved faster and harder at the thought. He imagined her seeing him naked and masturbating. He imagined her thick curves, the slope down her back to her voluptuous ass that was always covered in a pleated skirt, her lips, her hands on him. kissing him, licking his lips and sucking his neck. taking her, fucking her, making her cum, making her scream his name, making her his.

 Suddenly his car door opened. It was her, who looked extremely pissed like she had unfinished business with him. He knew he was fucked, he quickly got her jacket put it over his crotch which probably wasnt the smartest move. 

"Why in the hell do you have my jacket hargrove?"

he blushed. "I... I…" I couldn't form words. 

"What were you doing?".

He  looked up at her with wide eyes. "N-Nothing." stuttering.

She got closer to him, grabbing his chin.

She brought her face closer to his, and he gulped. 

"Did the big and scary Hargrove really just stutter nervously?, tell me the truth." She demanded. 

he felt turned on by her tone, no girl ever talked to him in such a way she does. It drives him crazy.

"I was jacking off." She gave a breathy laugh as she let go of his chin and sat on his lap, looking into his eyes.

"Fucking knew it"

“I can't help myself when I think of you." 

"Can't help yourself? Do you like me hargrove? " she asked with a smirk. He couldn't help but nod yes. She smiled as she straddled his legs. She leaned in to kiss him softly. He moaned in her mouth for finally being able to experience this heaven. 

She removes her jacket from the space between them. His dick was free for her to see how hard he was.

“Billy, I want you. I want you to fuck me, been dreaming about this" 

"you have no idea how many times I wanted to fuck you when you were talking back to me, to bend you over and teach you a lesson in front of everyone" he told her, she whimpered.

"Your fucking mine" he growled.  

"Yes, yes I am," she breathed. Smirking, he moved her underwear to the side and sank her onto him. their both sighed at the feeling of being connected. She began to ride him slowly.  

he moaned "I'm gonna fuck you like the bitch you are." she gasps and moans loudly. He grabbed and ripped open her white button up shirt buttons fly everywhere, exposing her chest, her chest bare.

“Hm, such a good girl for deciding not to wear a bra today.” he leaned in and captured one of her nipples in his mouth, licking, biting the sensitive bud. She moaned louder and arched her back, wanting more. removing his mouth from her nipple, his tongue and lips trailed up her chest to her neck. Biting the soft skin hard. As she rode him with desperation. 

"You are so fucking sexy, you need to be fucked hard". she could only nod, she needed this. He needed this. 

"Please fuck me hard, please fuck me" she begged. He moved her off him. She whined from being empty. 

“Get in the back seat now” he demanded. She climbed in the back quickly hewas right behind her. He ripped her underwear off her, and she gasped.

“Those were my fa….” she got caught off by his dick plunging back into her pussy with force.  Thrusting deep and fast inside her, making her moan and grab onto his seat, her knuckles turning white.  

“I hate you” she gritted her teeth. 

“I hate you too, princess.” 

moving faster, thrusting deeper. slamming into her tight pussy. She moaned even louder, he could feel she was getting close. grabbing her throat and gently squeezed "Cum for me, cum all over my cock" he ordered.

she couldn't hold it any longer. Her eyes rolled, and she shuddered against him, and she screamed his name. He soon followed her growling out a moan as he was cumming inside her, painting her insides with his thick cum. collapsing on top of her, she pulled him into a passionate kiss. 

they lay there for a while, catching their breath.

Finally, she said, "Hate sex was better than I thought."

he chuckled. "Yes, it is. I can't wait to do this again after every fight."

She started to laugh “ I hate you so much.” she didn't mean it. He knew what she wanted to say. 

Laughing with her “I love you so much too” he said as he kissed her. 

Masterlist

2023

[cherryobx]

𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 || 𝐑. 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

requested?: yes!

a/n: forgot how to write full fics so im sorry if this sucks lol

summary: Rafe forgets your anniversary and you give him the silent treatment

wc: 1.1k

warnings: language, angsty, fluff in the end

gif's not mine! creds to the owner!

You had been looking forward to this day for weeks. It was supposed to be your 2-year-anniversary with Rafe but the day had passed and you hadn’t heard a single thing from him. He hadn’t even come over. Hell, he could’ve even just sent you a text but no. Nothing. 

You couldn’t believe he forgot.

You were laying in your bed staring at the ceiling when your phone made a chiming noise, indicating that you had gotten a message.

It was from Rafe. But it was just a simple good night text. You groaned in frustration and placed it back on the nightstand, screen down, ignoring him. If he forgot your anniversary, you “forgot” he existed.

So when he showed up at your door the next morning, you tried to slam closed in front of his face but he was quicker and pushed through and stepped into your apartment.

“What’s going on?”

You turned your back to him and started walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He followed you close behind.

“Hey!” 

You grabbed a glass from the cabinet, filling it with water and taking a sip. Leaning against the counter you looked at the man in front of you. 

He had no clue why you were ignoring him and that was the part that hurt the most. 

“Talk to me.” 

When you didn’t answer him again, he took the glass from your hand and put it in the sink before placing his hands on the counter, trapping you inbetween.

His eyes were drilling into yours and you took a sharp breath. You were mad at him but your body still reacted to him being this close to you.

“Y/N.” His voice was low, demanding.

You had to get away from him before you gave in to your desires and forgot the reason you were ignoring him in the first place. You placed your hands on his chest and pushed him away which caused him to take a step back.

“Are you mad at me for something?”

You huffed in disbelief. This man was going to drive you insane.

“Did I do something?” You just stared at him in silence.

“Tell me, what did I do?” He was beginning to show signs of anger. Good, you thought. He deserved it.

“I can’t fix it if I don’t know what I did wrong. Just talk to me.” 

Instead of doing what he asked, you grabbed the calendar hanging on your wall and threw it at him. His reflexes were fast and he caught it before it could fall on the floor.

He gave you a puzzled look but opened the calendar on this month’s page and you saw the moment his eyes found the day that had been circled with a red marker and when the realisation hit him.

“Oh shit.” The calendar was quickly disregarded and he tried to come closer to you but you held up your hand, signalling that you don't want to be touched at the moment. Hurt flashed in his eyes but he respected your wish and took a step back.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I’m such a dick. I’ve been so caught up with all the stuff going on with my dad and I just forgot.”

You turned your head to the side, tears welling in your eyes. You couldn’t look at him.

His voice was desperate as he tried to get you to talk to him again “Baby, please. Say something.” 

“2 years, Rafe,” you started, “we’ve been together for two fucking years and you ‘just forgot’? You’re an ass!”

“I know, okay? I said I’m sorry.”

You threw your hands up in irritation. “‘I’m sorry’ isn’t going to make this all okay. You forgot our fucking anniversary, Rafe! Does our love mean nothing to you? You know how much it hurt when I cried myself to sleep last night? Do you? Of course you don’t.”

Tears were running down your cheeks and all Rafe wanted to do was hold your face in his hands and wipe away the tears that he had caused. He hated that he was the one that had made you hurt like this.

“I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do!” he yelled. 

You hid your face in your hands as the sobs took over your body. Your heart was aching and you thought it was going to shatter into a million pieces at any second.

“Y/N,” he spoke, voice softer this time. “Y/N, please. I love you, alright? I messed up. I know that. And I will do everything I can to make this up to you if you let me. Please, let me fix this.”

He couldn’t hold himself back anymore and he took the step towards you and wrapped you in his arms. You didn’t even protest this time and you leaned into him, pressing your face against his chest and staining his shirt in the process.

“You’re an asshole.”

“I know.”

“You’re an absolute dickhead.”

“I know.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“I know.”

“But I still love you.” Rafe let out a relieved breath he didn’t realise he was holding. “So you’re getting one more chance. But if you fuck this up, I swear to god-”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Now go to the store and get me the best present in the history of presents.” You looked up at him, a small smile on your lips.

“Yes, ma’am.” He let go of you and ran to the front door. But then he immediately ran back and placed a quick peck on your lips.

“Happy anniversary, babe!” And then he ran away again. 

He came back a few hours later with so much stuff that he almost fell over four times while climbing up the flights of  stairs leading up to your apartment. He had to knock on the door with his foot because his hands were full.

You opened the door for him and he stumbled in. 

“Sorry, it took so long. I got you some take-out from that place you love and a butt-load of your favourite snacks and…” he carefully placed the bags in his hands on the kitchen counter before he reached into one of the paper bags and pulled out a bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you, Rafe. These are beautiful.”

“Just like you.”

“Too cheesy.”

“Sorry.”

You spent the rest of the day in your bed eating all the food he bought and watching crappy reality TV.

“Y/N-”

“Don’t. I don’t want to talk about it. What’s past is past. Okay? Let’s just enjoy the now.” You snuggled close to him as you felt sleep take over.

“I love you, Y/N. So freaking much.”

“I love you too, Rafe,” you mumbled before drifting off.

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[alphamalereviewsfanfics]

CAN YOU TASTE MY LUST? CAN YOU FEEL MY SIN? By Heartofhubris

SUMMARY: “But, the issue had arisen during your nights when he filtered into your dreams. Nights of imagining him taking you in the pews,laying you out on the dark woodtostrip you bare to his whims.
When you focused back into the Father, you felt your blush travel up to your ears. The thoughts would only offer more confessions, and you didn’t want to add in more sins you had to confess.
“We are all sinners,” Father Ford said.

Enjoy the sacrilege, you damn heathen

Priest Ford AU where he's aware of what he can do and he does it.”

PREGAME: Happy Easter my fellow alphas!!!!! My partner requested this one and I thought it would be silly if I was a bit sacreligious on this holiday because I kinda hate it 😎😎😎 not because of like the religious shit itself but like because the rabbit shit doesn’t compute in my brain and also because of how my family celebrates good ole Easter but what can you do. I’m not catholic, but I was raised pretty non-denominational Christian and I haven’t been to church since I was 10 so like I know nothing about this shit. I’ll take most of my knowledge from watching midnight mass so like if it’s insanely inaccurate to how this catholic shit goes then that’s not on me that’s on the author, who describes themself as “catholicphobic.” Also I only read this twice instead of my usual five times before reviewing so sorry if the review sucks ass that’s just the alpha way though.

REVIEW: When I was younger I desperately wanted to learn latin. I watched this Wes Anderson movie called Rushmore (it was an earlier one so it wasn’t filled with the crazy aesthetics he has now) and I was in love with the idea of taking Latin and going to a Latin club and reviving an almost dead language. It drove me mad and I would try to teach myself Latin with google translate (because duolingo and sites like that weren’t really a thing) and I learned all about the etymology of words in the English language and I was obsessed with it and I would tell everyone what the root of certain words was and it annoyed the shit out of people (especially my sister). Anyways the point of all this is that Latin is not sexy. And it never will be sexy to me. And I don’t know why I was so fucking hung up on the mention of latin because like there aren’t even any latin words in this fic!!!!! It just mentions it!!!! So moral of the story don’t be me. This is pretty well written though bro. The author succeeds with constructing a kinda like repentance vibe in the first few sentences. Like it feels like there’s nothing else to be written besides priest porn. Like that’s the end goal. Even if there wasn’t priest porn in it I would get the vibes of priest porn like just read the first few sentences l think Aw man this’ll either be some good religious horror novel or some killer priest porn. And I respect the hell out of that bro like it got the tone down bro. And like the porn itself is pretty well written like man I’m bewildered that the tone just fit so well bro like I don’t get it I’m baffled bro this is insane!!!!!! Like the porn was so well written bro it has tone and emotion to it you don’t get usually bro trust me. Anyways my partner said they were really into this fic and I gotta support them on that it was well written even if I find the father thing kinda silly but like I don’t know I’ve never tried it. Also priests are silly and I couldn’t see Ford into religion like characterization wise buuut I’m putting the mischaracterization aside because it’s just made for people who want to get off to priest ford pines and I gotta respect that. So if you’re into ford pines and you’re into priest shit this fine Easter Sunday then do some sacrilegious shit and read this fic

RATING: 6/8 fingers (BETA MALE STATUS)

Happy Easter and Ramadan and Passover and death anniversary of Margaret Thatcher my alphas 😎😎💪💪🔥🔥🔥

[rodricksfilipinagf]

Muffins and Morning Sex (Jamie Tartt x Reader)

   “I guess I should get home,” I say.

   Jamie shrugs. “The bed’s already paid for. You can stay. I am.”

   Exhaustion wins out. “Fine. I’m too tired to wait for an Uber.”

   He smiles proudly. “Wore you out, didn’t I? Means I did something right.”

   “I really hate you, you know that?” I say, slipping between the covers.

   Jamie climbs in beside me. “You also think I’m a sex god,” he adds smugly.

   “Fuck off,” I say. “Not that it matters, but that was my first time. It’s not like I have anything else to compare it to…”

   There is a long beat of silence. “You’re fucking joking,” Jamie finally says.

    “No,” I answer.

    “You were a virgin?” Jamie asks in disbelief.

     “Yeah. Don’t worry, I don’t care that it wasn’t special or with someone I loved.” Though wasn’t it special in its own way? Jamie annoys the living fuck out of me, but he also turns me on like no one else. Having sex with him was way better than I thought it was going to be.

      “You could have told me I was taking your virginity.” Jamie sounds annoyed.

      “Why? Would you have been nicer to me?” I ask.

      “Maybe,” Jamie says quietly. “No, probably not.” He clears his throat. “You were great. Really, I couldn’t tell.”

     “Wow, Jamie Tartt giving me a compliment? Has hell frozen over?” I think over what he said. “Wait, so I didn’t suck. And you… does this mean you still have feelings for me?”

      “You mean do I still want to fuck you?” Jamie clarifies. His eyes find their way to mine. “Yeah.”

      My heartbeat decides to pick up the pace. “Me too.”

   “That’s not surprising,” he says, making me roll my eyes.  “I usually don’t want to shag people more than once, so you should count yourself lucky.”

   “Yeah, I’m so lucky that someone who hates my guts wants to fuck me again.”

   Suddenly he’s all up on me. “Don’t pretend you don’t want it as much as I do. Admit it, you wish I was kissing you right now.”

     Since he’s keeping things purely physical, I see no harm in saying, “Maybe.”

    Jamie kisses me and it’s almost…sweet. He wraps an arm around me and doesn’t remove it the entire night. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was actually starting to like me.

    I wake up alone. I look around at the hotel room, wondering if last night was all a dream. If I booked myself this room and had the world’s most elaborate sex dream about Jamie Tartt. I frown and feel something crumpling on my forehead. I pull off a sticky note.

Getting breakfast for us. Prepare for payback for making me shower alone ;)

-               Jamie

   Wow. When he wasn’t there, I assumed he ditched me. Went back home to his apartment and laughed at me expecting to wake up next to him. But he was actually planning to come back? With food? Also that second part is making my pussy all fluttery. He’s antagonizing me like he always does, but he’s also being incredibly flirty…and sexy.

   Oh, God. What if I’m starting to like him? That can’t be it. I just crave his body, that’s it.

I hear his key sliding into the door. I’m still not wearing any clothes. I can’t be blushing when he comes in- I can’t. God, all I want is to feel his body against mine again. He walks in wearing his outfit from the night before, looking just as jaw-droppingly gorgeous, and places a brown paper bag on the table.

     What do I even say? I mull over my options as he takes off his pants, then his underwear. Thanks for bringing me breakfast? Thanks for not leaving? You look just as hot as you did last night and I still want to fuck you? I settle on, “So why didn’t you wake me up if you wanted company in the shower?”

     He instantly straddles me, grabbing at a lock of my hair and playing with it. “Because I wanted to get my revenge on you more.” He winks at me as he pulls the lock hard. “Hope you had sweet dreams, love. I’m about to be your worst nightmare.” His mouth instantly devours mine, and his tongue gives mine hell. He hauls me out of bed and my legs wrap around his hips. He presses me up against the wall, taking the opportunity to squeeze my ass.

      “Who knew torturing you was going to be this fun?” Jamie gloats before thrusting into me hard, over and over and over. He continues at a more rapid pace, making my boobs jiggle up and down uncontrollably. At one point he buries his face in my hastily bouncing cleavage like it was his birthright. Now that he knows where the clit is, he takes pleasure in eliciting shouts from me, all while leaving the biggest, most noticeable hickeys on my neck for me to cover up later. I try my best to dig my nails into his ass but he gives mine a hard pinch in return. His tip excruciatingly runs the length of my clit, making me moan in pleasure.

     After making fun of me for finding it hard to stand, he carries me back to the bed. “When you said I was a sex god, you were right,” he teases.

    “You’re the worst,” I reply.

    He snatches the brown paper bag from the table. “Does that mean you don’t want these?”

   I grasp it out of his hands. “Hand it over, jackass.” I look inside. “Holy crap, are these muffins? They smell fresh-baked!”

    “They are,” he says.

     I can’t help but smile. Who knew Jamie was capable of something so thoughtful.

     “I would have gotten scones, except I hate them, and if you didn’t like them then neither of us would eat them.”

     “Oh no- I don’t get the hype around them…I don’t know, I find them too hard.” As I say this I can see Jamie’s eyes light up slightly. His lips zoom towards mine and my tongue happily licks his. I sigh blissfully. God, he’s so hot. If I could imagine him not being Jamie Tartt, whose mission in life is to make my life miserable, I might actually really like him.

     As he breaks away from me, he exclaims, “Thank you! Someone gets it.”

      A smile works its way across my face. That was so…unexpectedly cute. I take out a blueberry muffin. It’s warm and soft in my mouth. It tastes almost as delicious as Jamie’s kisses.

       Ughhhh, why is he making me fall for him? It’s not fair. He’d never feel the same way about me. He’s made it clear that he only wants me for my body. The only feelings he has for me are sexual ones, and I’m not going to lie, being on the brunt of those is hot as hell. If that’s how Jamie treats someone he despises, he must be…fucking dynamite with someone he loves.

        “Have you ever been in love before?” I ask absently.

        He nearly chokes on his muffin. “Sorry- what?”

        I widen my eyes. “Never mind. Uh….you don’t have to answer that.”

        Jamie swallows. “No. No, I haven’t.” He peers at me curiously. “Why do you ask?”

        Oh, God, now he’s going to think I’m in love with him after one night of sex in which he treated me like garbage… but also made my body feel the most satisfied its ever felt.

        “I was just wondering if you’d treat a girl you were in love with better in bed.”

        He shrugs. “I don’t know. Probably?”

        “You’re not going to ask if I’ve ever been in love?”

        “I don’t care,” Jamie states plainly.

        “That sounds more like you,” I remark.

        “You should finish up,” Jamie says. “I have to get you home.”

        “Awww, you don’t want to spend the day together? I’m hurt,” I say sarcastically. Why did I hope that after one sweet gesture, Jamie might actually morph into someone I could want to be with?

        “Actually, I do,” Jamie says, surprising me. “Just thought you’d want to change first.”

        “Oh.” That is actually really thoughtful. “You actually want to spend time with me?”

        “Thought I’d bully you some more, if that’s okay.” Jamie gives me a sardonic smile.

        “I’m always looking for more reasons to hate you, so…sure… I guess….”

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Ranks: Miraculous Ladybug Classmates

Thats Right! I am going to be ranking Marinette and Adrien's classmates from my Least Favorite to My favorite.

Rules:

I will be judging based on Bustier's Class. So No Zoe, Kagami, or Marc. Even if they hang out.

Marinette and Adrien will be Excluded from this list (Think of them as Honorary 1 and 2 if included)

I will be using all of the episodes that have come out as reference. And there will be potential spoilers up to Episode 20 of season 5.

This isnt about which classmates are the best or worst. Its about My personal like or dislike of a classmate.

Including Marinette and Adrien there are 15 students. So this will be out of 13.

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13th. Sabrina Raincomprix

(She doesnt deserve a gif.)

Yea... after the recent episodes I really cant bring any sort of desire to like you. Oh sure Chloé is cruel and Lila is a manipulator... Sabrina is just a spineless worm that lets others get hurt or even ASSISTS in it. There is a corrupt cop joke here but its too easy. Also even with that she has no personality outside of Chloé Lackey. Chloé wouldnt be able to pull off most of her evil schemes without someone doing the dirty work and sorry Sabrina, thats you.

12th. Chloé Bourgeois

A moment of silence for the wasted Character potential... Okay. So yea Chloé sucks. Granted the season 4 and 5 have gone so over the top with showing that season 2 and 3 were not actually important that it causes massive whiplash. I cant find myself hating her like I can with sabrina. I just pity this character. And that is even AFTER I saw what happened in Derision, though at this point I have no interest in seeing a redemption. The writers could have made her heel turn back to evil more believable IF they did it gradually with more effort. But its clear that there was no effort to do so.

11th. Lê Chiến Kim

This man went from top 4 on my list to BARELY missing the top 10. Just goes to show how much one episode can change one's view on a character. In some ways I actually would say I like him less than Chloé now... but Kim at least did apologize and did say he would make an effort to be better. But MAN, when I found out what he did I was watching Chat noir BEAT HIS ASS ON LOOP. You know I was about to give that boy THESE HANDS for that s***. Derision really shifted everyone's view on this once lovable himbo, now he is a dumbass.

10.Rose Lavillant

I just dont like her design that much. Her personality is the stereotypical bubbly girl. And while she does get some exploration on why that is... its never touched on again. Also I am a touch salty about Migration. Juleka was expecting to hear a confession but WE ALL GOT BAITED AND SWITCHED. Guess the show cant have any girl confessing to another girl unless that girl being confessed to is Marinette.

9. and 8. Ivan Bruel and Mylène Haprèle

So to me these two are basically interchangable in terms of ranking. Ivan is the gentle giant that is misunderstood. Mylene is the soft scarred cat that wants the world to be a better place. If I had to pick, i would say I prefer Myléne more, but thats because she gets more character development.

7. Lila Rossi

So Lila always struck me as a character with huge potential. The problem is the writers have no idea how to write a cruel, calculating and manipulative character without dumbing down everyone else to make her seem smart. Now in season 5 I have found myself starting to like her more. Is it because the writing got better? F*** no, its just been more fun with her in it. She is just clearly having more fun with it, and just seeing how the ridiculous plans somehow work almost makes it funny. Also its clear she is being set up as the next big bad, so I cant wait to see how convoluted the show makes her to make her WORSE than Gabriel. So unlike Chloé whose cartoonish evilness feels like a waste, with Lila it feels more fun to watch.

6. Max Kante

He built Markov. Plus after Gamer he has been a pretty solid character. I also do enjoy his support of his Idiot Friend Kim. Even if Kim doesnt deserve it. Also, he has the best transformation sequence. Boy goes WAY too hard for it. I also just think he is a charming character.

5. Nathanael Kurtzberg

Tomato son. While it took me some time to forgive him for Reverser. He is basically a shipper with Marc and its a fun time. I enjoy their plans and adorable antics. But part of me still misses season 1 Nathanael, wonder if he still had a crush on Marinette. Not much else to add, just that he is fun to have on screen and his english dub voice is still dope.

4. Juleka Couffaine

She has my favorite design of the Classmates. She does develop more as the show goes on, I would say she has the most consistant development of the classmates outside of the top 3 contenders. Juleka is now the lead of Kitty Section, and has some incredible Lyrics within her. She wants to stand out and wants to stop being a wall flower. I can respect her guts and attempts at growing and improving.

3. and 2. Alya Cesaire and Nino Lahiffe

The respective best friends of Adrien and Marinette. They are likely the most known about classmates of the Miracuclass. Well Alya is. Nino sadly doesnt get as much delved into. That being said, both are supportive friends and go to great lengths to help them. Nino is surprisingly the more chaotic of the two resulting in him thinking Chat noir was stealing his girl OR forming a resistance against Monarch. Alya learning her best friend's identity and being her emotional rock. Now I thought I would put Alya higher than Nino, but Nino's charm and antics make it hard to dismiss and so I have them both as a tie. Though they also had some moments (Thanks to bad writing) that make me cringe a bit.

1. Alix Kubdel

The most consistently written character in the entire class. The Time travel hero, a character that in my opinion is slept on a lot more than she should be. While I am not crazy about time travel, I do enjoy Alix as a character. She is fun loving and ready to call people out on their BS, also she gets some great lines. She also shows how much of a supportive friend she is to nathanael, Marinette, Ladybug and Chat noir. Its sad she had to go into the time stream to hide from monarch, but it is still a fun way to send a character off for a time

[thefemcelthatdeservesbetter]

"No reason"

Lately (past months/weeks) there is a dude (one of those that started frequenting bitches from my class more often) who has been colder towards me. He kept telling me to shut up and that he didn't care what I had to say. That would happen daily but I wouldn't mind, I kind of got used to it. However, every time I would buy snacks/food he'd ask me to share it with him and say "yeah, yeah you can tell me this or that" so I was happy that he'd listen to me since he's the only friend I have at school (sort of).

Recently, I texted him. He told me to shut up. The conversation went like that: "shut up I literally hate you" "why" "I just dislike you very much" "but why what did I do" "for no reason I just hate you, never text me again" "fine sorry" "leave me on read you whore" "sorry"

I didn't quite like the way he treated me but it felt like it was my fault. I feel very guilty, I think I hate myself even more than before. I keep thinking about it and I can't seem to like anything about me. I keep thinking about what really made him hate me and I can't seem to put my hand on it. I don't understand what's so detestable about me. There has to be something wrong about me, no? Everyone I become friend with ends up leaving me. And I'm so dumb because I never learn, I keep getting attached to people and ending up alone. It's so stupid because now I'm expecting everyone else I know to abandon me. Yet I still hope to meet someone that truly likes me for whatever reason.

Lately I just keep thinking about our conversation and cry. I wish I could change whatever is wrong with me. My best friend (whom I told about what happened) met that boy in the street and told him that what he did wasn't cool and that he should apologise. She then asked him why does he hate me so much and he calmly answered that he simply despises me. I wish she didn't talk to him. Because I somehow had a little hope that we'll talk again. But indeed he really just hates me deeply. I don't even need apologies I just want him to be my friend again. I don't understand what about me repulses everyone.

I don't wanna make friends anymore. I don't wanna talk to anyone anymore. I want to delete Instagram and just live my life on my own. I've been playing more otome games and talked to AI bots. I think it's a better life but no matter what I do, I keep thinking about having real human interactions. I try to accept that I'm very much an ugly loser that no one will ever want because my flaws are clearly unchangeable. It's very hard. I am very jealous of other people. There's absolutely nothing to envy about me. There's no one that really likes me.

I wish I could get male attention. Really it just keeps wandering in my head how that boy hangs out with a fat rude bitch, a short swiftie pick me and a chubby curvy slut. They're not even funny they're nothing they suck ass. I'm starting to hate males just as much as I hate females.

When last exam week ended, I didn't even feel relieved. I just hoped to have a peaceful summer or perhaps fun one. I'm not having fun at all. I stay in my room all day. My throat is dry by how little I talk. My parents got into a fight last night. Just like last summer, I think holidays won't be peaceful at all. Luckily my dad will soon go to France so it won't be as bad as I thought.

Maybe I should work very hard so I can become rich and get a boy to love me for my money, since clearly no one will ever love me. I hate my life. I wish I could buy a gun so I could shoot my school. I wish I could kill everyone so they'll cry beneath me and beg for me to spare them.

I want to murder everyone so they'll look at me for once. So at least I will matter for once as I'd be the one to decide their fate. I'll obviously never do that by how weak I am, in addition I'll probably never buy a gun. I think I just want to be happy.

I'd like to have the courage to kill myself one day just so everyone could feel guilty about it. I feel like death would be the only way for me to get noticed. Even in that case, they'd only feel concerned one day and quickly go back to living their stupid lives. They'd think "oh she would've wanted us to to move on" probably.

I don't understand how fast it is for people to change faces. They become so different within the bat of an eye it's crazy. As if my life was nice enough for me to handle any more misery. My best friend told me to "not expect that guy to come back" or to beg him to. She said that it would ruin my image and dignity and that it would make me look like a cuck and dog to other people's eyes so they will take advantage of me. As if I even care. What people anyways? No one even wants to manipulate me. I don't care about being used or manipulated I just want attention and to be loved. At least to feel like I am.

It's so easy for her to say that because everyone likes her. If she loses someone she doesn't care because it's just a fish among billions of others. While I can barely have one fish without it slipping away. I envy her a lot. I wish I was as pretty as her and as popular as her. I feel like a nasty mutt next to her.

Life is very unfair! I wonder what's wrong with me and what about me people dislike so much! I guess I'll never know. I am probably not bound to be liked. I fail at absolutely everything!!!! It's difficult to accept it.

How do I become redpilled? I think it's the only way I can make it but I'm failing at that too.

[azucarmorena97]

𝓑𝓸𝔂 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓛𝓾𝓿…🍬|| BTS Reactions to Having a Plus Size GF

Love is beautiful in any and every form- and your form is his absolute favorite ;)

Makae Line coming soon <3

Jin

Absolutely ADORES your body, cannot stop touching you

Pokes your stomach incessantly, as it's his favorite part

will always choose staying home and stuffing his face with you over going anywhere else

Will stab anyone who makes fun of your weight protective

loves to reenact Lady and the Tramp whenever you guys eat noodles

"I made us some noodles, my love," He says, carefully walking over your bowls to the table. "No thanks, I'm not really hungry." He stares at you for a long while, bowls still in hand, an irritated expression on his face, "Then what did I do all this for?" "I didn't ask for you to make me noodles," You laugh. He puts the bowls down and then takes chop sticks out of this pocket, "Stop talking nonsense. Eat."

2.) Suga

hates when you insult yourself

thinks it's cute when you try to wear his t-shirts and they make you look like a sexy Winnie the Pooh

likes to randomly pinch your stomach when you're cuddling

Isn't as expressive with words

praises your body with his tongue

"Ugh, for ONCE I want to be able to wear you clothes without feeling like burrito busting out the foil," You groan, glaring at your reflection. He rolls his eyes, though admittedly it does cause him to chuckle a bit, "Oh stop." He comes up behind you and rests his chin on your shoulder, arms wrapping around your waist. He takes in the way your beautiful curves fill out his shirt- he especially loves how it looks paired with only those pretty little panties. Without another word, he kisses your neck; gently at first, but as soon as you tilt your head to the side to give him better access, it's a wrap.

3.) Jhope

Will not let you walk by him without smacking your ass

Loves your confidence and your massive thighs big heart

Put a mochi emoji next to your name LOL

keeps a photo of you in his wallet

loves every square inch of you

He leans back, eyes fixed on you as you focus on your reflection while you put in your earrings. Everything about you looks absolutely right tonight. "Baby, can you help zip me up?" You ask, turning your back to him. "With pleasure," He says. You press your boobs up higher to help the zipper a bit, sucking it in a bit as well. Once its all the way up, you're able to relax and smooth out the dress. "Oh yeah- this dress was a good choice," You say, turning sideways in the mirror to check out your ass. "Hell yeah it was," He says, runnings his hand down your back and then letting it trail down to your butt, "I might just keep you in this room to myself for the rest of the night."

4.) Namjoon

Never had the opportunity to date a plus sized girl before you (see below)

addicted

instant attraction from the moment he met you

attracted to your confidence and the way you carry yourself- like you're really THAT girl.

would throw hands for you fr

You wrap the towel tightly around your body, careful to tuck the top in so it doesn't fall as you walk around the room gathering everything you need to get ready for bed. "'Joon, can you pass me the shea butter from that drawer over there?" You ask, sitting down on the corner of the bed. "Of course," He says, his voice sounding giddy, "Can I do it?" "Why?" You laugh, watching him excitedly approach you with the the shea butter. "Come on, just say yes." "Alright, go ahead." He gets on one knee in front of you, dipping his finger in the butter and then rubbing it between his hands to melt it. You stare down at him, a sense of power rushing over you as you lift your leg and rest it on his shoulder. He looks over at your thigh, bottom lip falling open slightly. He begins rubbing the shea butter up and down, making sure to coat every single inch, though after a few moments he can't contain himself as he begins peppering your inner thigh with kisses. He's absolutely hooked.

[mrsvalbaker]

Amberline

Part IV

Disclaimer: Not proofread. Slight fingering. Dick against pussy grinding. French kissing.

A Kyle Scheible x OC fic.

Kyle ended the mall trip by taking me to Build-A-Bear. I secretly am such a stuffed animal hoarder and he found my weakness. Do you know how many skelanimals I have? I picked out a black lab because I always wanted one, but mom would never let me have a dog claiming I'm the most irresponsible person she has ever met. I named my new little buddy Cerberus, and gave him two hearts instead of one because I love him that much and he deserves to be loved. I couldn't believe Kyle bought him for me.

I was trying to not look up at him with big heart eyes, that would be ridiculous and lame, and he'd make fun of me probably. 

Once we got in his car he drove me to the top of a hill overlooking the city.  "This has been a lot of fun." I said looking down as I stroked Cerberus' floppy ear. The Gin Blossoms were softly playing and it all felt a little romantic. 

He leaned in and tilted my chin to have me look up at him, his hooded green eyes focused on my lips made my heart race. "You have such a pretty mouth. "

I looked down again. "They're too thin." My mother always told me I had the kind of lips that couldn't even eat a hot dog.

"No way, they're shaped like a perfect pink heart." His voice was like a sexy soft Gossamer of a whisper.

"I thought you hated participating in the economy. You spent a lot on me today." 

He smirked. "I guess you made me break all my rules." He nuzzled my cheek. "Maybe you are a witch." We then looked into each other's eyes and he pressed his lips to mine.

I missed the feeling of his mouth on mine, as if we didn't make out an hour ago.

I let out a gasp of relief and so did he, like under that cool exterior he was desperate for me too, or was I just easy and available? I don't know, I can't think when he does that thing with his tongue.

I don't know when our seat belts became undone but his hand moved up my skirt to grasp my thighs and I loved the feeling of them there. I let out a shaking moan as he sucked on my tongue and rubbed circles on my inner thigh. I felt it, his thick hardness trying to rip through his pants.

I've never done anything before Kyle, and as he tore his red lips from mine to kiss and suck down my neck, I was trying to talk to myself logically. No Amberline, you should not be tempted to lift your skirt, push your panties to the side and ride his cock. No, don't do it, he'll make you regret it no matter how good his mouth feels–Oh God why does he look so hot with his head under my shirt?

My eyes closed and a breathy, high pitched moan fell from my lips as I felt him suckle on my nipples as he squeezed my breasts. His face was nuzzled and buried into my full cleavage as I reached for any part of him I could grasp. "Kyle!"

"I love your tits, I always have to force something grotesque in my brain to not get hard everytime I look at you." He moaned in his low voice before sucking on a nipple almost painfully.

I yelped and felt myself becoming wetter and wetter. No one has ever wanted my body this much or described it like that, I never thought anything but horrible things. I hated this body so much that I ended up in the hospital because of it, so to hear Kyle wanting it finding it desirable…

He ripped my shirt off and discarded my skirt, so quickly I was only in my panties before him. I attempted to hide myself, ever since I got "better " my stomach has been a little soft, my ass a little bigger and breasts now double D's, I looked away. "No." He growled softly and gently grabbed my face to force me to look at him. He kissed me slowly but the depth was there, he drowned me in the intensity and I lost myself to the point I unwrapped my arms from my body to wrap around his neck. His tongue gently nudged mine and his hands moved down my waist to my thighs, squeezing them.

With a gasp he pulled his mouth from mine and his hair fell in his face. "So hot, look at you baby, like my own personal centerfold for Playgoth."

I giggled causing him to groan, I felt his tent against me. "Don't do that, baby don't giggle, it'll make me bust. I need to be inside of you. I have to, I'll chew my hand off to get there." He kissed up and down my neck making me feel that dizzy feeling again. "Mmm Kyle, I- ah!" I moaned as he pushed his hand into my panties to roll my clit. "Oh f-fuck!" I squealed.

He licked my throat and nipped my jaw. "You're so wet Jesus." He slipped a finger in me as his thumb managed to tend to my clit, I almost burst into tears with the amount of pleasure inside of me like a volcano with lava ready to burst. "I'm a virgin!" I burst out.

He paused, his breath hot on my neck, I felt him twitch against me. "Fuck, fuck…that's so…" he pulled me closer with his other arm and I nuzzled his hair in response. "I know the concept of virginity is just a con invented by the church but fuck, I find it really hot that no one else has touched you like this. No one else has, right?" His question came out as a demand.

I shook my head. ''Everything was a first for me today. I promise."

He stole my mouth in an aggressive kiss, he kissed me so hard and I daresay possessively,  as he pulled me even closer the feeling of my naked body against his clothed one made me feel strangely safe. I hardly know him but I feel like I've known him forever. I feel like he's weighed down expectations and something else, and I want to be his happy place so badly, like he has become mine. I know my therapist told me not to be codependent but I can't help it, not with him I just can't. 

"Let's save that first for another time." He said when we came up for air.  He then undid his pants and stroked out his cock, I felt my abdomen burn and my pussy throb at the sight of a cock that could easily be mistaken as a flesh colored cucumber.  He was leaky at the tip and I had an urge to lick it. "You look so hungry for it baby, but right now I just want to feel you, can you do that for me? Be my good girl and let me just feel your wet heat?" 

I nodded.

"Words baby, I need words." I shivered

"Yes Kyle." 

He moaned and had me lay down and spread my legs, his eyes were on my jiggling breasts and he started to rub his engorged member against me, it was sandwiched between my folds and he slapped it against my clit a little earning a cry from me. He the held my body close he rocked against me, it felt so fucking good. "K-Ky-Kyle!" I whimpered.

He panted softly a whisper of a whimper oozed from and he began to rub against me faster as he sucked my breast into his mouth. I rolled my hips up against him whining as I tugged on his hair. "Fuck!" I have never felt so good, he makes me feel so good. I don't want it to end.

My fingers moved inside his shirt to rub his chest and he shuddered, grinding against me faster, his breathing uncontrollable  and I was glad I had the same effect he had on me. He lifted his mouth from my breasts to look into my eyes with burning intensity, rutting his hips faster. I cried out feeling close and I tried to close my eyes but he grabbed my jaw forcing me to to look into his eyes as his rutting became more aggressive against my clit and almost slipped down into my entrance. 

My lips parted as pornographic sounds came from it, his nostrils flared and his pupils dilated and I sucked in one of the fingers that held my jaw, causing his hips to snap forward sloppy and hard. "I'm almost- Kyle oh fuck, please, please, I- please!" Tears poured down my cheek in ecstasy and he leaned forward to lick up everyone. "You are such a good little girl for asking for permission, fuck where did you learn that?" His teeth grazed my cheek and his hold on my jaw squeezed tighter. "Cum!" He growled his command and I screamed his name as I released all over his cock and his pants. My body convulsed. I felt possessed, and he burst his cock released ropes and ropes all over my abdomen and dripped down my pussy.

He collapsed against me, cheek on my breasts. Panting like a dog, but not too weak to not hold me tight. "Inside of your pussy, wet hot, I felt with my fingers.." He mumbled all dazed. 

I was too happy to be confused.

@meetmyothersouls

[fuwaprince]

I'm howling as in doing whatever Howl is doing here in this gif

Got no family, my friends are all far and most aren't even in positions to support themselves (bless them) let alone others/questionably-worthy me. Life feels almost loveless, the economy sucks and I still haven't got a job. I get daily reminders that the people closest to me don't particularly enjoy me taking up space.

My body is twitching and I'm just so alone. I don't speak as in talk to anybody who actually likes and wants to talk to me so whenever I use my voice it's usually to defend myself or escape an interrogative situation. Barelyyyy eating enough. I'm actively losing weight not in a good way

This next one is big.

The one person willing to help me irl is a disrespectful creep to say the least. I'm hurt that people can be so shallow and sickly motivated. I'm sad that no one else here cares. His care comes off so insincerely when he says it's "because he GENUINELY loves me" but consistently doesn't fuckin act very loving. Do I block him? HOW COULD I? I TRULY depend on him for emergencies... rides to interviews, for covering the difference when I'm short on rent, for food when begging doesn't work. He was the only person willing to look for me when I was on the streets and maybe his reason for doing so wasn't very nice but he did it. That means something to me I guess? What does it mean?

I straight up BEG this dude "PLEASE... DO NOT only decide to help my desperate ass based on the premise that you expect your fantasies (that I'm going to be pressured enough into becoming your wife legal possession at the end of all this) to turn into reality!!!!!!".

When I need a hug and have no one but he says he's willing to drive to see me, I HATE knowing I need to say no because I know it's also like saying yes to something else secretly!!! I just want hugs. Innocent physical intimacy. Handholding, just sitting on a bench close enough to touch! I need a hug more than I need food sometimes so it feels.

If I ask him to stop, he asks WHY HUH? 😡 while continuing. Anyone remember Boris from Dreaming Mary? He does this all the time so I expect it when I see him and he immediately gets touchy. When I kindly remind him that I'm not interested, he suddenly shifts into offended fucking asshole. Rude comments. Degradation. Suddenly starts talking about his gun and how he wants to shoot it and wants a new one 🙄. Sometimes it's pettier punishment like I'll be lucky to get a response if I dare mention anybody else especially if I love them more than him. I grieved my ex gf and he was just not happy about that at all. Kept demanding I explain why it couldn't be him and kept being all "what makes her so great? 🙄 pfft" ( EVERYTHING BTW SHE WAS THE MOON AND STARS AND I WILL FOREVER STAY LOYAL TO HER). But no this dude gets NASTY MEAN. Don't fall for the sad boy shit. Like he hopes I fucking starve without him type shit!!!!!!!!!! He'll ignore me complaining about hunger pains all the time but when he wants to he'll ignore me and then come back after some period of punishment (shunning) like "did you want food? get ready so you can get a small snack" "there's snacks at my house" and what am I going to say??? No???? Well actually that is exactly correct. I do say no because I'm that fucking seriously not interested and I choose to starve over taking that.

He gets angry but he knows his demands aren't possible. NOT A CHANCE . I'll say it to his face. I have to walk on eggshells but I still hate to be taken advantage of because I'm not standing my ground.

He still tries to tower over me and shit when I'm turned around and I elbow/kick behind me to remind him I fucking feel his body heat because that's how close he is without actually touching me. He likes to do that in stores. I was in so much pain from cramps that I accepted his offer to go to the store in the middle of the night. There was a store open down the street from my house but he chose to drive to the one farthest away and says oops when I ask where he's going. He misses every exit he possibly can before I catch on when taking me back to where I live on the way back from trips like these. He always does that. It's so manipulative and shitty. Just take me fucking home.

One time he saw I had a stun gun in my bag while going through it without my permission and he said I didn't need to carry that around him and I said I sure as hell do. Which fucking sucks. Any normal person would just exit and block but if I did that, who would I be able to turn to? He really has caused me trouble but I would be in greater trouble without him and that's the truth. The only answer is to lean on myself or get the support of the state, which I was receiving and then my mom sabotaged (!) So it got cancelled which is why I'm depending on the help that he happens to offer! Do you see the issues there? I don't have any family. My friends can't help me besides sending me virtual hugs and everybody is so tired. They're doing their best not to be depressed and here I come! A doomsday cloud big enough to cover the sun. I wouldn't want to talk to me either. I've been blocked for asking for help from friends just because people don't want to be involved and don't want the stress. I remember "I want that shit out of my hair".

Another thing: I call my stuffed animal my son because like... Idk. He's my son!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And that creepy asshole fucker kept calling him HIS SON and OUR SON and I got so pissed and kept correcting him. The same way I would correct him when he'd call me his girlfriend to his friends.

Can someone who isn't him please care more than he does?

[okamirayne]

Hi Rayne, I'm such a big fan of your writing! I've read the BtB series three times now and I'm always taken aback how amazing it is. Your talent is astounding! That series is one of my biggest writing influences and a safe place.

I hope this is not a rude question, but I wanted to ask you about your original work. Can you tell us readers and fans something about it (the world, the theme, some characters)? I know you're currently in a burnout which must suck and you should take all the time you need, but I (as many others, I'm sure) would love to know a bit about it. I'm a curious kitty, what can I say? Give a sis some details, I'm dying over here lol

Jokes aside, I wish you all the best. Forever a fan and an admirer! <3

...*reads, unsuspecting and unprepared*....

*processes*.....

........... *takes a moment*

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2 mins later...

So yeah, my attempt to compose a response within the same day as reading your message utterly failed, Anon. I needed more time to contain myself.

Firstly Sweetheart, I'm so thankful for your incredibly warm, personal, and downright amazingly supportive feedback. I am so chuffed you feel that way about the BtB series, and that it is a crazy ride you're happy to revisit! Thank you for giving it that love. <3

I hope this is not a rude question, but I wanted to ask you about your original work.

Can you tell us readers and fans something about it (the world, the theme, some characters)? I know you're currently in a burnout which must suck and you should take all the time you need, but I (as many others, I'm sure) would love to know a bit about it. I'm a curious kitty, what can I say? Give a sis some details, I'm dying over here lol

*gets steamrolled by her feels*

Yep. Lost that battle.

Oh my dear, Curious~Kitty Anon...please know, there is no universe, within the great multiverses of existence, in which your question qualifies as rude. I am moved beyond measure by your interest in my original works...I mean, if I get the warm glowy fuzzies from your interest in BtB....can you imagine what kind of supernova goes off inside my writer's heart when you express interest in my Original Works, worlds, and characters?

Do you know what that does to my crumbling British decorum?

*behold crumbling British decorum*

Seriously though, you're an absolute sweetheart. I NEVER presume interest in my originals, which is why when a reader expresses interest...I experience myself at the event horizon of a beautiful meltdown (the good kind)...

Wow...where to start to even begin to answer your question(s)? Tropes sounds like the easiest way to go, as it's a really underrated way of bringing clarity...ha, kind of like AO3 hashtags/tags.

The world: There are several worlds floating within the dark matter inhabiting my brain, namely three big-world series I want to write in my lifetime. Though the most present WIP is the world from which Tsubasa Hibari, Tsubasa Kitori, Mizugumo, and a few other BtB cameo OCs originate. Needless to say, it's a fictional world inspired by Far East Asia; in NO way meant to represent any historical portrayal (given that it's got anachronistic elements), though leaning heavily on, and inspired by, the relevant tropes of certain eras of those times (such as samurai, ninja, feudal society, etc.). Throw in characters enhanced by a vital-energy magical system based on Asian (namely Chinese/Taoist) philosophy (not dissimilar to many fictional 'magic' systems, such as Kishimoto's Indian/East Asian inspired "chakra" system but not as high-fantasy in nature -- which is why I'd classify mine as magical-realism rather than pure fantasy)

The theme: ragtag group of heroes/anti-heroes/questionable-moral-compass-people, unite and embark upon (a.k.a. are reluctantly thrown into) an insane adventure/quest/wild-ass-ride-or-die-mission to save a divided world that is fast going down the crapper. Time is of the essence, and all that nail-biting jazz. Loyalty. Betrayal. Love. Hate. Angst. Humour. War. Passion. High-road or low-road moral drama. Oorah! I mean, hell, you've read BtB...so you know how I roll with the glorious trainwreck of humanity and enjoy stopping at all its crazy stations.

Some characters: Well you've met one of the main characters already (albeit it an extremely watered-down or BtB-altered version), Tsubasa Hibari, along with his crazy mama, Kitori, and his power-drunk father and sociopathic uncle, Fukuro and Ozuku. Although within their own world, they are of samurai/daimyo class...which would make Hibari a rōnin, rather than a rogue-nin (lol). Mizugumo features, as a ninja, and is still peddling her various poisons, little pink-pills of paradise, purgatory, and perdition. Other OCs abound, and some monikers among the characters will be familiar to BtB readers, such as the inescapable "lovebird".

I know, I've trope-ified the shit out of things, but you know what? It works. Or maybe it doesn't and Curious~Kitty is thinking "Rayne, wtf? That doesn't tell me shit." ...in which case, I gotta revise my entire "AO3 TAG" approach...and invite you to ask me whatever you want to know (my only caveat being any non-response from me is based on the grounds of SPOILER ALERT, 'HERE THERE BE DEMONS' or "IT'S A SURPRISE"...)

Thank you.

Thank you sincerely and supremely, for the amazing show of kindness, interest, love, and all-round super awesome support. And bless you, also, for your consideration of my being presently stuck in the ass-end of burnout. Messages such as yours lift my heart from that smoking black pit and grant me a flicker of the old writer's fire. That flame WILL catch again and when it does it will be in no small part thanks to readers such as yourself, who reached out like a hand in the dark. Big love here. I am an atomic wreck of appreciation. Thank you. <3

[sweetofsin]

ALSO I MISS THEM FUCKKKKKKKKKKK IM TRYING SO HARD NOT TO GO BACK ON MY WORD ... IK THIS IS WHATS BEST FOR ME IK I DESERVE BETTER THAN A SITUATIONSHIP BUT FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK I JUST WANR THEM SO BADDD UGHHHHHHHHH JUST LET ME WIFE YOU UP DAMN

Yes yes i know love is about accepting and surrendering and releasing it's just like Fuck

It sucks when like understanding and acknowledging and compassion can only go so far ..... like sometimes it does help for me to temper myself and step outside of myself. Other times I'm like Ok salem yes you're allowed to have compassion and grace and completely understand where someone is coming from and why they're choosing what they choose. Simultaneously you are still your own person too and you are a lover that deserves mutual commitment and devotion!!! Like i may be a gemini venus n all but it's in the 8th house babes ... In the beginning yeah idgaf but WHEN I DO... I AM LOCKED DOWN IDK

I don't believe in right person wrong timing like okay kinda i guess i can see that but i also feel like the right person would find a way to want to make the timing right yk? Ik there's no such thing as blanket statements as "right person" but yk. My point is, there is someone out there where they are in a position of life where they feel more willing to overcome their fears, traumas, triggers, and open their heart up more to be able to love me in the committed way i desire. And i'm not in a rush fr. It's not like I need to be in a partnership by tomorrow. I'm also content with being single. Although i am going to miss certain aspects of intimacy that are not as easily found with friendships sigh....

IT JUST FUCKING SUCKSSSS LIKE WHY IS 12H SYNASTRY LIKE THIS IM GOJNG TO KAY MY ESS

But it's fine

It's honestly kinda out of my hands now like I'm not about to convince anyone to surrender for me. It's when they want to. And if they feel like their current wants and desires and needs are more important and valuable than a romantic connection with me then who am i to beg and say to consider otherwise? Ima be like u got it. And just learn to pour all this sappy ass love i have into me. And my loved ones. I mean they're still a loved one, but yk.

Sigh just give me the strength bc i want to give into temptation so baddddd but at the same time i'm trying my best to learn love is discipline it is recognizing to not follow your every whim and desire it is recognizing when you can release certain standards or expectations but also have to be firm about others and it's just FUCKING SIGH. Why did they have to be so lovable and beautiful and just why does love constantly seem to slip from my hands... that poem about love being elusive when it really doesn't have to be but the world and it's dysfunction makes it that way be wanting to BASH MY HEAD AGAINST A WALL BC I HATE THAT THEYRE RIGHT

Like idk what's worse like being in romantic relationships but being treated like shit or constantly being close to being in romantic relationships but something happens and it slips away before you were even able to really revel in the beauty and the joy of it all

I mean i did anyway but also Yes i would've loved to been able to wash the dishes with you and read books with you by a fireplace and gaze under stars with you and maybe a kid Ok im done fr im done sorry my brain is just rambling i gotta release so i can sleep heh

[bteezxyewriter12]

Bullshit/ 2

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 4k

Includes- Seonghwa and his bullshit, Seonghwa doesn't takes readers shit when she bad talks herself, Seonghwa is very complimentative, Seonghwa keeps gloves and collar on, fingering, sex, missionary, sex from behind, multiple orgasms, poor Hongjoong almost has an aneurysm, fluff

Tag list- @mingtina @jaxxmine

@xuxibelle @delightfulmoonbanana @yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe

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Part 1

J POV

"Jagi can you come to the hallway and take a few pictures of me for Instagram?", Seonghwa texts

I sigh, getting up from my very comfy spot on the dressing room couch

"Where you going?", Hanna asks

"Hwa wants pictures for Instagram"

"Of you two? He's finally announcing your relationship", she asks excitedly

I snort, "No. It's probably pictures of his outfit he wants taken"

Seonghwa and I have been together the longest out of all the guys and their girlfriends but he still hasn't announced us yet

Wooyoung announced him and Hanna like four months after they got together, Yeosang announced him and Mina eight months after they got together

But after three years, for some reason Seonghwa doesn't want to

I'm on the fence about it

One on hand I wonder why he doesn't want to and it gets me upset

There's the whole "idols are supposed to give the impression they're attainable" to their fans but Wooyoung and Yeosang didn't care and I don't know why Seonghwa does

But on the other hand, it doesn't matter because he still spends all his time with me and I know he loves me

Plus we don't have to deal with all the media and the photos and the hate, the constant questions like how Wooyoung, Hanna, Yeosang and Mina do

To save myself from a battle in my head I just don't think about it

I'm not going to push him and I just keep quiet

"That sucks. Have you asked him-"

"No", I cut her off, "I haven't and I'm not"

"Oh alright", she says softly

I feel bad for being short with her but she talks about it all the time and I've told her to stop

"I'm gonna go", I say and she just nods

Walking out of the dressing room, I look for Seonghwa

Where the hell is he?

He made it seem like he was right outside the dressing room

"Hwa?", I call, walking down the long hall

"Down here jagi", he calls, poking his head out from around the corner

Heading towards him, I turn the corner, just wanting to take the pictures then go back to the couch and take a half hour nap before they have to perform

I had off today from work but I still got up early to go with Seonghwa

He was being needy today and begged me to stay with him all day when normally I'd just come for the performance

But I love him and I'll do anything for him so I got my ass up and dammit I'm tired now

But that's all shot the hell the moment I lay eyes on him, my mouth dropping to the floor

This is so not fair

My sleepy brain is too far gone to process this

Process what the fuck he's wearing and how utterly hot he is

The sleeveless shirt, the black pants, the boots, the fingerless gloves, the belt, the collar, his hair

All of him

And my panties get flooded

Fuck

"Fuck you Seonghwa", I tell him, "Seriously, you and your bullshit"

He just smirks

Jerk

"My bullshit again princess?"

"Don't princess me", I whine, "You know you look hot that's why you want the pictures. And you called me to take them because you want to get me hot and bothered even though I'm so tired"

"I just want pictures baby", he says innocently

Yeah ok

I'm not falling for his act

"Phone", I say, holding my hand out

He hands me his phone and I turn on the camera

I move back, getting his whole frame into the photo

He's so tall, for me especially, that I have to crouch a little to get all of him

"Ok pose", I tell him

He puts his hand on his belt and gets his sexy face on

I glare at him then take a few pictures

"Next one"

He turns his head, looking away, his fucking sexy ass undercut with the design shaved into his head showing, his longer hair slicked back

My favorite hairstyle on him

I snap some more then call for the next pose

He turns fully facing me, raising one arm and doing the heavy metal sign

As I take some pictures of those poses, I notice, through the camera, his eyes getting more intense, his tongue sliding out of his mouth as he looks at me

And my panties get drenched even more

"Put your fucking tongue away", I demand", "There's plenty of time for you to hang it all out during the performance"

He does but then just smirks again

I hand him the phone back telling him to check the pictures

"They're great jagi. Thanks"

"Uh huh", I say, starting to walk back to the dressing room

I want him so bad but he just got ready and anything that happens will ruin his clothes, hair and makeup

We don't normally have sex after he gets ready

Before he does and after the performance when it doesn't matter yeah but not when he's all ready to go on stage

"Wait jagi", he says, grabbing my arm

"Yeah?", I answer, looking at him

"Stay baby", he says wrapping his arms around me, leaning down and nuzzling into my neck

"Stay where?"

"Here. With me"

"Here? Why here?", I ask confused

"Because Jo, I have to fuck you"

Uh excuse me, what?

"You have to?", I question

He nods, pressing a kiss to my neck, "You look so fucking sexy baby. Turning me on so much"

"Seonghwa I'm wearing sweatpants, a tshirt, a hoodie and sneakers. I don't even have makeup on. I look like slob"

"Shush baby you don't. You look like you, like how you look when we're at home right before I drag you to the bed and fuck you senseless"

Is he high?

Did someone slip him something?

What is he talking about?

"Uh baby did you drink something that someone you didn't know gave you?"

"No baby", he says, continuing to kiss me and fuck it feels good

"Did you eat something that tasted funny? Like a brownie?"

"I'm not high baby. You know I don't do that"

"Well yeah but if you did by accident-"

He pulls away, looking at me frowning, "Jo why is it such a big deal that I find you hot and you make me horny? Why do I have to be high to think that about you"

"Because it doesn't make sense", I tell him

I always knew he's way out of my league

Always

I mean he's an idol for fucks sakes and me?

I'm just... well me

I don't have the same affect that he does

Girls everywhere look at him and get horny, wanna fuck his brains out

No one does that to me even when I don't look like a troll

"Why doesn't it make sense?", he asks, eyebrow raised

"Well....because. You...this..", I motion to him, his face and body, "Is hot. The whole freaking world knows it. This", I motion to myself, "Isn't"

"Stop it Jo. You are. For me you are the hottest girl I've ever fucking seen. You're beautiful, stunning, sexy, gorgeous and more"

"Hwa-"

"Don't argue with me jagi. You are", he insists, "You have no fucking idea how crazy you make me. Even when you're just sitting or hell sleeping you drive me insane. I want to fuck you all the goddamn time, I want to kiss you every second of everyday, have you in my arms every moment. You're all I think about and you're crazy if you think you're not hot, if you think you're not my absolute everything."

I'm just so shocked

I know he loves me, I know he thinks I'm beautiful, he says it all the time

But comparing me to him and putting us on the same level is crazy

He takes my hand and puts it on his rock hard dick

"This is how hard I've been since you turned the fucking corner. Just looking at you makes me like this. All the fucking time"

I can't help myself and I squeeze his dick, feeling how hard he really is

Like a fucking rock

"Now are you gonna help me and let me fuck you?"

I swallow hard, nodding

He smiles brightly, then pulls me to him, his lips crashing against mine

He picks me up, moving right into the room we were taking the photos by and lays me on the couch, coming on top of me

"Hwa...the door-"

"Don't care", he answers, his hands pulling my sweatpants and panties down

Alright then

"But...but you...you're already dressed and ready-"

"Don't care princess. Need you now", he answers, pulling my sneakers and pants off

Then he sits me up, shoving my hoodie off, my shirt and bra following

"Undress me jagi", he asks

My hands shake as I undo the belt then his pants, as his eyes stare holes into me

Getting everything open, I pull his pants and boxers down

He kicks his boots off, then gets everything off, getting right next to me again

I unbutton the two buttons holding his shirt closed, moving it off his body, his chest and abs making me so wet

I throw the shirt on the floor, then grab the collar around his neck, pulling him closer, my lips crashing to his, his tongue in my mouth immediately

He shoves me down on the couch and I keep a hold on the collar, pulling him on top of me

He lays between my legs, his fingers moving into my pussy immediately, his thumb circling my clit

I moan in his mouth while he gives a completely sexy erotic laugh

"Baby's so soaked", he whispers

I move my kisses to his neck, just above the collar, licking his skin

"Fuck jagi", he whimpers, his fingers fucking into me so fast

I clench on them as hard as I can, making him moan and press on my spot

Pleasure blasts into me as I yell and I'm so close already

"Fuck, can't wait to feel this throbbing cunt around me", he murmurs, "Cum now princess"

His fingers hit the right spot just as his thumb flicks my clit and I yell his name as I cum, my fingers digging into his arm muscles

"Good girl fuck", he praises

When I finish, he pulls his fingers out, sliding them into his mouth and sucking

"So fucking good"

I just watch him realizing that he's still wearing the fingerless gloves

"You don't want to take those off?", I ask, nodding to the gloves

He shakes his head, "Not now. Not when your cream is all over it"

"Oh my god what?", I yell, "You can't perform like- fuck!"

He cuts me off by sliding his huge rock hard cock inside me, slamming all in in one stroke

"Yes I can jagi. I want you're pretty cum all over me and I'll fucking go on stage like that. I don't care"

I know he will

He's crazy, always proudly going back to the guys after these sex session looking fucked so good

He loves it

He moves his arm around my lower back, lifting and arching my body up

"Keep these fucking legs open wide for me baby. I'm gonna fuck you wide open"

"Yes Hwa now!", I yell, "Fuck me"

He smirks, moving, fucking his huge thick cock in and out

"Oh god", I moan, each hit inside getting harder and harder

I grab onto the couch so hard, my fingers are hurting, moans flying from my mouth

His cock stretches me so fucking wide and so good, pleasure running through my body

He knows how to work my body up in minutes making me cum on him all night

I've never came from just sex alone until him

Now it's an everyday occurance and I love every second of it

I can't tear my eyes away from him, watching him fuck me

His hair dripping sweat into my stomach, his arm holding my thigh so hard his muscles are fucking bulging, the veins on his forearm to his wrist popping up

His whole body glistens in sweat, his face in a mix of concentration and pleasure

"Fuck jagi", he groans, his voice so deep, "This cunt is so perfect for me. Always so good"

God my boyfriend is a complete sex god and nothing will ever change my mind about that

"Love being deep in this cunt", he continues, his eyes on where his cock is disappearing inside me

He loves watching his cock fuck me and watching him watch is such a turn on

His eyes slowly move from us fucking up my body, biting his lip

When his eyes meet mine, he smiles, "You're so fucking beautiful Jo. My baby is stunning"

I feel myself blush as I smile shyly

"You're beautiful Hwa. Always"

He shakes his head, "Not as beautiful as you Jo. I mean it"

I start to open my mouth to disagree but he shakes his head

"Don't argue baby. I'm always right"

I giggle, deciding to just let him have the last word this one time

"Want you to cum for me", he says, his hand on me, thumb rubbing my clit slowly in circles

A complete contrast from how hard he's fucking me

"Wanna watch you. Please baby"

Well he get what he wants because I'm right there

"Please", he whines, slamming my spot and rubbing my clit at the same time

"Hwa. Fuck Seonghwa", I yell in blinding pleasure, my body arching off the couch and shaking, "Seonghwa!"

"So fucking gorgeous", he praises fucking me though the pleasure, "Keep coming baby girl. God you're so pretty"

When I finish he pulls out, picking me up and putting me on the carpeted floor on my hands and knees

His arms move around my thighs, spreading them open, his cock burying inside my cunt, fucking away immediately, pleasure roaring back into my body

"So much fucking cream baby. Fuck you love my cock inside you this much?"

God do I

If I could, I'd be on his dick all day

"Yes Seonghwa. Fuck baby, I love your cock inside me. Please give me more. Harder"

He barrels in, going so deep I can feel him in my tummy and I completely love it, love when he goes this hard

"Fuck jagi, I'm so deep inside you, you're cunt holding my cock so tightly"

"Wanna keep you in", I moan, my brain shutting off and I can only feel him

It's fine, he fucks me dumb all the time

His gloves hands move slowly up my back, his fingers leaving fire in their wake and making me shiver

"Fuck Hwa, love when you touch me baby"

"Oh jagi, you don't know how much I love having my hands on you. Feeling you're soft skin, you're wet cunt, you're throbbing clit, your squishy boobs and round ass. I love touching you", he tells me, "And I love fucking you. My baby girl taking me so fucking well every time. Swallowing my cock over and over, pulsing just right. You're the best jagi"

"You're the best Hwa", I moan

I truly believe that

He is the best man I could ever ask for

Always so attentive, affectionate, loving

So beautiful inside and out

He's everything and I tell him that every chance I get

"My pussy getting close?", he asks, "You're throbbing uncontrollably, holding my cock so hard"

"Yes Hwa", I moan, feeling his head rub against my spot each thrust

"When you cum, I'm gonna fill your pussy up jagi", he says, breathing hard

Oh fuck yes

I absolutely love feeling his cum inside me

Love being full to the brim with it

And he cums a lot so it's perfect

"Yes Hwa. I'm gonna milk that perfect cock for every last drop. Want it all in me"

"You'll get it jagi. I promise"

He slams into me a few more times, sending me headfirst into an amazing blissful orgasm

"Seonghwa!", I shout, the pleasure taking over my whole body

"Jagi. Joanne. Oh god", he moans, sheathing his cock inside me

I feel his length throb and twitch so pleasurably, his warm cum seeping deep inside

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", he cries, his fingers digging into my hips, keeping me on his cock

When he finishes, he pulls out and I collapse on the floor, my eyes closed

I feel him lay next to me and I crack my eye open to look at him

He's on his back, breathing so hard, sweat pouring from his hair

He looks over at me, smiling softly and we both instinctively move closer to each other

His arms moves around me while I lay my head on his chest, listening to his super fast heartbeat

"I love you so much"

"I love you Hwa"

He presses a soft loving kiss to my lips and I fall into him

He softly moves me to my back as he hovers over me, kissing me deeply, his kiss full of love

"Seonghwa where the fuck- oh fuck my eyes!"

We break apart to see Hongjoong shut his eyes and turn around right away

"Why are you two always fucking? Seriously! It's all the damn time! Jesus!"

"We love each other idiot", Seonghwa snorts

"No shit but save that shit for home. Not when we have a performance. I swear between you, Wooyoung and Yeosang I'm going to have a heart attack at twenty three!"

Seonghwa rolls his eyes, sighing, "What do you want"

"What the fuck do you mean what do I - oh shit fuck", he yells starting to turn around to yell at Seonghwa, seeing us then turning back around, "Seonghwa we have a fucking performance ok. In ten minutes. Get your fucking clothes on and back to he dressing room"

With that he stomps out

"Poor Joong", I say feeling bad, "Maybe we should stop-"

"Don't even finish that sentence jagi. No", he says shaking his head

"But it makes Joong stressed"

"He's stressed for no reason. I have ten minutes left and even then something happens with the equipment or the show or something and the performance is late. It's fine jagi", he says, "I don't want to stop being with you when we want to"

I understand but sometimes I think he forgets where he is

"Unless you want to stop?", he asks quietly

No I really don't

Any time spent with him I want to keep

"No baby. I don't"

"Good", he smiles, kissing my cheek

"Alright but you should get up now. Get dressed and go perform"

"And pull more bullshit?", he smirks

"Yes you tease", I laugh, kissing his soft lips

He kisses me back and I have to be the one to pull away because he's not moving at all

"C'mon Hwa. We have more time at home to be together"

He sighs dramatically but nods, "Ok jagi"

He helps me stand up, both of us getting our clothes and getting them back on

"Help jagi. I don't remember how this is supposed to go"

Looking up, I find him with his shirt open, the belt in his hands, his hair is a mess, some eye makeup smeared

He knows, he just wants to babied

I'll play into it

"Come here baby"

He comes and I start buttoning the two buttons on his shirt for him

Taking the belt, I angle it sideways, fastening it

"There baby. You're good", I coo, standing on my toes and kissing his jaw, "Although I can't fix your hair or makeup"

"It's ok. Thanks jagi"

I nod, taking his hand and leading him back to the dressing room

"Holy shit!", Wooyoung yells gleefully, "You look thoroughly fucked Seonghwa"

He glares at Wooyoung but Wooyoung just laughs

"You do Hwa", Yunho agrees

"Jesus, just go get fixed up!", Hongjoong yells

Seonghwa kisses my cheek, then goes to sit in a chair makeup artists and hairstylists immediately flocking around him

"Relax Joong, you're gonna give yourself an aneurysm", Mingi tell him

"I can't relax when we have three members fucking their girlfriends all the time and cutting it so fucking close to performance time!"

"We're all here, relax!", Seonghwa growls

"Jo!", Hanna calls, waving me over to her, "You're such a liar!"

"Huh?", I ask when I get to her

"You said Hwa wasn't going to announce you guys! You lied to my face!"

"What are you talking about? He's not", I answer, confused

She shoves her phone in my face and I take it from her so I could see properly

My eyes widen at the post she's looking at

On ATEEZ's Instagram

It's a picture of me, from this morning, cuddling and asleep in Seonghwa's arms, although you can't tell it's him

His face isn't in the picture

"Swipe. There's more pictures", Hanna tells me

I swipe and gape at the selfie of me and Seonghwa he took today

He insisted on a selfie and was bothering me when I said no because I don't think I look good

I ended up folding and taking one with him

The last photo is one of me and him sitting on the couch, my legs over his, his head leaning on one of his hands, his other hand holding mine

I'm talking to him and he's smiling so lovingly at me

Who took that?

"I took that one", Wooyoung says proudly, "You guys were in your own world and actually looked really cute. I took it and you guys had no clue. Sent it to Hwa, told him to send it to you too. I know girls love photos like this"

His eyes move to Hanna, smiling

"Read what he wrote", Hanna says excitedly

"My jagi is the best. She was so tired but she still came with me to practice and then the performance when I asked her to. She's amazing and always supports and loves me. I love her more than anything in this world. She's my everything."

My mouth drops in complete shock and there's so many emotions swirling inside, some making tears prick the corner of my eyes

"Everything is true", I hear behind me

Turning, I lift my eyes to the love of my life

"You...you did ....out of nowhere"

He shakes his head, "Not out of nowhere jagi. I've been thinking about doing this for awhile but I didn't know how. Until today, when you were taking a nap in my arms. When you took a selfie with me even though you didn't want to and I kept pestering you. When Wooyoung sent me the picture. Today was the perfect day with the perfect pictures. You didn't have to come with me, you could of stayed home but you didn't. You came with me even though you knew you probably wouldn't spend much time with me and you were so tired. You're always there, always supporting me, always encouraging me and I want everyone to know the amazing girlfriend I have"

"Hwa", I say softly, running right into his arms, both of us hugging each other tightly

"I love you so much jagi. I'm sorry it took so long for me to do this. I should have done it sooner"

I shake my head, holding on to him tightly, "It doesn't matter Hwa. You did it now and thank you baby. I love you more than anything Hwa"

I know what a big thing this is for him

How this could backfire

He's the third member of ATEEZ to announce a girlfriend

ATINY could get really angry

But I am happy he's showing the world that he loves me

And now I can show everyone how much I love him too

"Thank you jagi for always loving me", he whispers

"Well you do make it so easy", I tease, making him laugh

"Alright, let's go now!", Hongjoong shouts

Seonghwa rolls his eyes and leans down

I stand on my toes, meeting him in a soft loving kiss

When we pull away, we're both smiling at each other like dummies

"Go pull some bullshit baby", I tell him

He nods, smiling widely, "I will"

He kisses me again, then follows the guys toward the stage

"Our boys are amazing", Hanna says, moving next to me

"Yeah they are"

Her and I join Mina at the monitor to watch our boys perform and pull completely sexy nonsense

[opie-nixx]

You're not Illiterate. (CHAP. 10)

Lenny: "When we doin some readin?" Lenny practically prances over to Sean with a cup of coffee

Sean: "Not now Lenny, please. I've almost got it anyhow."

Lenny: "I told ya I'd have you readin. Okay, now come on, I can't do it if you won't let me try." He argues. Arthur and I watching from afar.

Sean: "Look, what's the point of readin anyhow? Just puts silly idea's in me head.

Lenny: "Exactly, that's the point of readin."

Sean: "Another day, please." Sean looks down, sharpening his knife.

Lenny: "Fine, but you can't avoid avoid me forever." Lenny walks off. I've seen this go on for weeks while Arthur has been healing. I push myself up.

Arthur: "What are you doin?" He chuckles watching me walk off.

Y/n: "He's gonna learn." I march my way and hop up on the table next to Sean.

Y/n: "Why you givin him a hard time?"

Sean: "Readin's stupid." He mutters out. I light up a ciggerate and take a small puff.

Y/n: "You know, I hate doing math. In fact I suck at it." I chuckle.

Y/n: "Learning new thing's can be a pain in the ass for you to understand especially when you feel like an idiot for not knowing what everyone else does." I take another drag.

Sean: "Why you tellin me this?" He sighs.

Y/n: "You're not alone when it comes to this shit, in fact you have more people here than I did learning. I promise you no-one is gonna make fun of you for not knowing a word. We have all stuttered on a word or mispronounced it." He looks at me and I give him a small smile holding out the ciggerete for him to take. He takes it while giving a long sigh.

Sean: "Foine, I'll learn how to read." I giggle.

Y/n: "Fuck yeah. You irish bastard. LENNY! Get back here with that book!" I yell over to him, hopping off that table. I take my place next to Arthur.

Arthur: "Ain't you Miss Encouragement." He says sarcastically.

Y/n: "Life is hard and depressing enough, why not live a little?" I retort.

Arthur: "I guess." He pulls me closer and plants a kiss to my cheek. His beard scratching my face. I turn to him.

Y/n: "You need a trim, my good sir." I giggle running my hands through his long hair.

Arthur: "You don't like it?" He gives his beard a stroke.

Y/n: "I have nothing but adoration for how you present yourself. But give the beard a trim....and keep the hair." I give him a peck.

Arthur: "I know this is off the subject..but..uh..How old are you?" He kinda whispers.

Y/n: "Oh? I guess you don't know much about me?" I chuckle, rubbing the back of my neck.

'I know you though.'

I can feel Arthur's gaze on me. I lightly blush as I turn to look at him.

Y/n: "20...I'm 20." Arthur's color drains from his face as he begins to choke on air. I can't help but hold my stomach while I laugh my ass off.

Arthur: "You screwin with me, woman!?" He mutters out taking a few deep breaths.

Y/n: "No, I'm very serious." I wipe the tears from my eyes.

Arthur: "I'm 36."

Y/n: "Niiice...heheh."

Arthur: "I gotta head out into town to help Micah and Bill with somethin. Possible job." He says standing up putting his hat back on.

Y/n: "Mmmkay. I come with."

Arthur: "I really would prefer it if you stay here."

Y/n: "I'd prefer it if you didn't argue with me." I make my way towards my horse. Arthur behind me.

Sean: "Wait for me. I'll ride wit ya's." He says standing up and practically running away from Lenny. My eye's widen with fear a bit as I watch Sean.

Arthur: "You okay darlin?" He asks putting his hands on my hips and giving me a concerned look.

Y/n: "Yeah.." I snap myself out of it and flash him a smile before putting my foot in the stirrups and climbing up. Arthur shares another concerned look.

Arthur: "You can talk to me ya know."

Y/n: "I know that, darlin." I lean down and give him a peck.

Sean: "Can we get goin? I don't want to watch you two weirdo's suck faces any longer."

Arthur: "Shut up." He grumbles before mounting his own horse.

The ride was filled with Sean talking about his pa which I understood why they all wanted him to shut up about it. He just goes on and on and some of his words I don't even think it was english. It was like his own word with his thick irish accent. I'll admit it was funny but I was worried about him dying. I was going to do anything I could to keep him alive.

'You're a good person.' I smile to myself.

Arriving in Rhodes made me feel like I was working in a saw mill from all the dust I was inhaling. We all hitch on the side of the bank where we saw Micah and Bill.

Micah: "We been waiting for you, Arthur."

Arthur: "Well, I’m sorry to have kept you."

Micah: "Come on. Let’s get going." We all trail behind him as we begin making our way to the saloon.

Arthur: "What's the plan?"

Micah: "We’re meeting a couple of the Grays over at the saloon. They spoke to Bill about a job… needing security." I pull out my carbine and eye the rooftops.

Arthur: "After the farce of stealing the horses for them, why we doing this?" They begin to bicker with eachother. I completely ignore them until we come to a pause.

Arthur: "This don't feel right." He snarls. I see a man on the rooftop of the Sheriff's office. As if time slowed yet again I immediately drop my gun and tackle Sean. I hear the man fire and a burning sensation in my shoulder. I let go of Sean and grab my shoulder. I scream at the top of my lungs. Micah glancing at me and then shooting the man on the roof and the one's around. Micah, Bill and Arthur all take cover as Sean drags me to cover. The sound of guns firing and bullets flying surround the whole town.

Arthur: "Y/n! You okay!?" I try to keep pressure on the bullet wound and look everywhere.

Sean: "She's foine! She's just bleeding bad!" He stands up from his cover and fires away with his shotgun before returning to look at me.

Sean: "You look sick." He leans me forward and I groan in pain as I grit my teeth.

Sean: "We have a problem! The bullet is still in her shoulder!" Arthur screams out a few curses as he goes awall shooting most of the bastards in the head.

Bill: "You bastards will have it now!" He laughs.

Y/n: "I..I don't feel so good." I slouch over and up chuck everything that was in my stomach. Sean rubs my back and moves my hair out of the way.

Sean: "It's okay, we're almost done here." He says reassuringly. A ringing fills my ears as I begin to cough up the dust from town. My sight going hazy.

Y/n: "I'm so glad you're okay." I smile as I fade out of consciousness.

Arthur: "You...idiot Bill!" I feel myself get ripped up off the ground bridlestyle. I scream again in pain. The smell of campfire fills my nostrils and I part my eye's a bit and notice Arthur is carrying me hauling ass across town.

Y/n: "This fucking hurts, Arthur."

Bill: "She needs a doctor!"

Sean: "There's 1 we passed walking down."

Micah: "Do we really have the time?"

Sean: "Oi! That ain't a question!" He snaps.

Arthur: "Shut up Micah!" My head lolls back as I struggle to keep them open. I hear a loud bang.

Sean: "You! Help her!"

Bill: "She lost a lot of blood and the bullet is still stuck in her shoulder." I feel myself get set on a chair. Then I hear a man take cautious footsteps towards me.

Arthur: "Don't try nothin funny or this will be the end of your petty life." He threatens. I feel my shoulder begin to ache as I take deeper breaths to try and soothe my wound. I grunt.

Doctor: "Shit! I'm gonna have to pull it out now and stitch her up fast." He stutters out in fear.

Arthur: "Do it, God Dammit!" He shouts. My eyes shoot open as I hear the man grab his utensils. My heart begins to race even harder. I whip out my knife as he the doctor comes at me with clamps. The doctor flinches. Micah and Arthur rush me slamming me back in the chair as Micah tries to pry the knife out of my hand.

Arthur: "Jesus woman!"

Sean: "He's tryna help yew!" Tears brim my eyes from the pain as my breath becomes labored. Arthur hold my body against the chair as Sean holds my legs in place as I began to thrash them around. Arthur puts his forearm in my mouth.

Arthur: "Bite me if you have to, this is gonna hurt baby." The doctore hesitates before digging the clamps into my shoulder. I scream into Arthur's jacket as I clench down. Arthur grunts in displeasure. Hot tears rush down my face as I feel more of my blood ooze out and a stinging ache in my arm. Suddenly I feel the bullet be grabbed and ripped from me. A stream of blood shoots out from where the wound was.

Doctor: "Cover her wound and keep pressure!" He gets up and runs to the back of his office as Bill keeps a gun on him. I whimper and cry as Arthur slowly removes his arm and gives me reassuring words and giving me kisses. The doctor reappears with a health cure and gauze.

Sean: "Yew did so good, Y/n." Bill even grunts in approval.

The doctor removes Arthur's other hand. He pours the health cure in the wound making me hiss in displeasure. He takes a clean cloth and wipes out the wound, patting it dry. He applies an ointment in the wound.

Doctor: "I need her shirt off so I can wrap it." He stutters nervously avoiding eye contact with us. Micah, Bill and Sean all slowly look at Arthur. He grunts as he begins to untie my corset.

Arthur: "Look away you bastards." Sean moves himself from my lower half with a deep blush as he turns around as do Micah and Bill. Arthur swiftly pulls my knife out and cuts the laces on my shirt and corset, my breasts falling out and my nipples hardening from the cool air. My breathing becoming more steady. The doctor pulls out a syringe filled with some sort of liquid.

Doctor: "This will help with the pain and help her get some sleep." He injects it into my vein in the arm I was shot in and then begins to wrap my shoulder as Arthur rubs my head. Once he finishes Arthur takes his jacket off and helps me slide my arm's through it.

Arthur: "Let's get you home." He buttons it as he helps me make our exit, the other's close behind.

Micah: "You tell anyone about this we come back for you." He says threateningly keeping a gun on him. Arthur lifts me up on his saddle and mounts behind me. I lean back into Arthur's chest. He wraps 1 arm around me while taking the reins in the other. He calls for my horse to follow. He gives me a kiss on my neck while whispering gentle words in my ear.

Arthur: "You did so good for me, girl." I would be lying if I said I wasn't getting a bit of pleasure from hearing him say that to me. I chuckle dryly.

Y/n: "I love you." I drawl out. He plants another on my neck before whispering.

Arthur: "I love you too." He whispers lowly. I begin to fall asleep and I hear him whisper shout at Bill and they all begin to argue.

I awaken to Arthur gently coaxing me awake.

Arthur: "We're here beautiful." I open my eyes and lazily look around. The swamp muggy air bringing back some moisture into my lungs. I feel Arthur slide off and I let my body slide down into his arms. He walks me back to his tent.

Dutch: "What happened?" Arthur gives him a menacing glare.

Arthur: "That whole damn thing was a setup. Sean would've been killed if she didn't take the bullet."

Dutch takes a glance at me and apologizes. Arthur waves him off as we walk into his tent. I hear some tense hushed mumbling.

Y/n: "Please be nice. It's not his fault." I sit on his cot.

Arthur: "He's a fool." He grumbles sitting with me.

Y/n: "Please?"

Arthur: "Fine."

Y/n: "I love you." I say.

Arthur: "I love you too." I lean over to him and slowly lean in and plant my lips on his. Arthur pulls me into his lap without breaking the kiss. My breath hitches from this.

Arthur: "Easy, girl. We don't wanna hurt your shoulder now." He whispers out a smile on his face. I glare into his blue eyes. I shove him back into his wagon wall. A small slam emitting from that action. He chuckles. I begin to undo his belt buckle and pants as I smash my lips onto his. He holds his hand up at either side of me unsure of what to do with them. I grasp his cock in my hand and stroke his tip with my thumb. He grunts into the kiss. He tries to take over dominance, but I bite his lip.

Arthur: "Jesus!" He chuckles. I pant.

Y/n: "Stay." I stand up and unbutton his coat and take off my own gun belt and pants. His eyes watching my every move. I see his member begin to pulse. My eye's flick between his own eye's which held nothing but love and lust and his cock which had to be an impressive girthy 6 inches. I climb back on top of him and he places his hands on either side of my hips. I position myself at his tip. He moans.

'Not so fast cowboy.' I rub my wet clit all over his tip. He tightens his grip into my hips.

Arthur: "Please, baby." He begs. I slowly slide down on his tip and bounce just on that little bit. He only takes so much before he pulls me down on his length. I yipe from the shock of taking it all in so suddenly. He takes 1 hand off my hip and over my mouth. I moan into his hand and place my hand on his shoulders as I begin to bounce and grind on his member.

Arthur: "Y-y/n." He moans out. His hand falls from my mouth and right back to my hip.

Y/n: "Daddy." I moan out.

Arthur: "Say it again." He drawls out. I feel that same knot form in the pit of my stomach.

Y/n: "What?"

Arthur: "Call me daddy." He demands softly. I feel that knot slowly untie as I begin to grind on his cock.

Y/n: "Daddy, shit!" I whisper shout as I bury my head into his shoulder. I feel my pussy begin to throb as it releases every bit of it's juices all over him. I begin to slow down.

Arthur: "Oh, no you don't." He quickly lays me down on the bed and begins to thrust hard and fast. I begin to mewl from the  stimulation.

Arthur: "I'm almost there, darlin." He grunts out eyes flicking between me and my breasts that bounced with every thrust.

Y/n: "Arthur, you're so good." Both our eyes meet as I feel him to pick up his pace nearing his end. I feel another knot form and untie as he pulls himself out and cums all over my chest. I flick my eyes to him and to his cum. He stands up and grabs his coat and wipes me off. I try to regain my breathing, while he crawls right next to me giving me the most innocent look.

Arthur: "I didn't hurt ya, did I." I shake my head and crawl into his chest. I fall asleep to his heartbeat as he plays with my hair.

[romanstheory]

I Hate You a Randy Orton One Shot

Warnings : Smut, Aggression, Heavy Language, Toxic Relationship, Name Calling

18 +

Word Count : 880

I am at the height of my WWE career, things couldn’t get any better for me..... That is until somehow you got roped into a mixed tag team match with Randy Orton. It is no secret that we didn’t care for each other. We dated early on in my career and it ended in flames. He sucks at communication and I suck at dealing with his bitchy bullshit! I was fuming when I was told last minute about this match, why would they think this would be a good idea? I reluctantly get ready, put my gear on and start stretching in the hall outside of my dressing room. 

“I see you got the news” I hear randy say in that monotone voice of his. “Unfortunately so, look can you just go away? I already don’t want this match I’d like to not be bothered more than I need to” I say with a harsh tone. “Oh please, you know you want me here. After all, Y/N I know you miss me” He replies with a smug look on his face. “Randall please, fuck off” I say with an eye roll. I hear his boots thump on the hard floor as he finally walks away. He just makes my blood boil! I finish stretching when I hear Randy’s theme song echo and the fans scream........ Time to get this over with......

During our match Randy tags himself in multiple times, which sends me into an internal fit of rage. “Who the fuck does he think he is?” I think to myself. Ultimately we pick up a win by pin and I refuse to even have my hand raised with him. I storm up the ramp and into the backstage area, Randy follows me. “Y/N what the fuck was that?” Randy yells. “Why the fuck did you keep tagging yourself in you selfish bastard” I scream back at him. He closes his eyes to control his rage. “This entire match was a stupid idea because you can’t get your head out of your ass for 10 minutes to have a decent match” I rage at him “You never can!”

He clenches his jaw “Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch you would get more match time. You’re always a bitch and expect good things to happen” He barks at me. “Hey..... Is everything okay?” Riddle approaches reluctantly. “WE’RE FINE!” we both scream at him. “Oh I’m a bitch? You spent our entire relationship bitching about everything and everyone including me. Nobody is ever good enough for you!” I scream, cheeks red, eyes watery. “Here come the water works” Randy says with an eye roll.

His lack of compassion was one of the many issues in your relationship. “I hate you so much Randy” I scream with cracks in my voice. He quickly approaches me, backing me into the wall, slamming his fists into the wall. “You what?!” He says through his teeth. As bad as these fights always were, they made me so horny and the sex after was so good. “I said I hate you!” I say pushing back at him. He clenches his jaw again and wraps his hand around my neck “Say it again” He demands. “I said I HATE YOU!” I say again, louder this time.

We both knew we could get in a lot of trouble if we got caught, but we didn’t care. We had the last match and most people had left by now. He pressed his body against mine and kissed me guiding his tongue across my lips begging for entry. I gave it to him, our tongues wrestled back and fourth and I slid my hand into his trunks stroking him. The sexual tension between us was almost as high as the full on rage. He rips my tight sparkly shorts off of my body and pulls his trunks down to his ankles. He picks me up with my back still against the wall and teases my little vagina with his huge penis. 

He can feel my tenseness as he holds me up against the wall. “You’re such a fucking bitch Y/N” He growls and he forces himself into me. I let out a big gasp, fuck it felt so good. He bounces me aggressively up and down as fast and as hard as he can. I moan and squeal loudly, not caring if anyone hears or if we get caught. I scratch his back with my long nails leaving marks all over. “You better stop” Randy demands. “Fuck you!” I say as I continue leaving scratches and hickeys all over to prove I was there. I needed to mark my territory, I hate him but he’s mine.

Randy’s thrusts become more and more intense, I don’t think I can handle him much longer. My legs begin shaking, and just when I thought I had enough I cum and let out a sound I have never heard before. He pulls out of me and puts me down “Get on your knees NOW” He yells. I listen, he starts stroking his length. Pleasing himself until he finishes and every drop lands on my face. He put his trunks back on and says “I hate you too” Before walking away, leaving me a mess.