#p♡st

[bleedingfaiiry]

i have so much love for people with bpd. who are in the menhera community. who love jirai kei. who are mentally ill with stigmatized disorders. i have so much love and hope for you. we shoulder this hurricane together and i will continue to be here with you. im in the same boat as you. im with you. i have so much compassion for you.

[sunniewr]

𝗆᪾𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗄ׄ𝗂𝗋𝗍⠀🪆⠀𝗊𝄅𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇⠀ ֵ: ⠀ ֵ ⠀дпh⠀𝗌𝖾x⠀𓂃ᬾ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ͡⠀࿙࿚ㅤ⠀᳞⠀࣪ㅤ⏝⠀ ⠀͡⠀ ⠀ֵ⠀ ⠀ׂ⠀⠀

[meidui]

the alchemy + stevetony

[damslietta]

... I dont think you understand, but people are asking you and @/corsettedsaint if you two are dating out of pure concern. A 17 year old dating an adult is just called pedophilia! If you were dating @/corsettedsaint youd just be considered a child liker.

I Admit That The Relati♡nships ♡f 17 Year ♡lds And Adults Are Wr♡ng、But I'm Just A Year ♡lder Than Arle。If We W♡uld Be Dating、First ; There W♡uld Be N♡thing Wr♡ng With It、And Sec♡nd ; It W♡uld Be N♡ne ♡f Y♡ur Business。

[blue-jisungs]

hi can i ask how p1harmony would act if their partner run out of social battery in public settings? thank youu

when you run out of social battery ♡

# author's note … wow i haven’t written in this format for a while <\3

┆彡 KEEHO [ 기호 ]

you’re both chill and stubborn so good luck with that :p

you always try to act like you’re not tired but if keeho asks you, you tell him the truth

if its an event he really really really wanted to attend you’ll both stay until he’s done but you can be assured he’ll pamper you later <3

and during too!

“one more hour, okay? there’s still some people i wanted to talk to” he pouted slightly and you just nodded, sending him a lazy smile “i’ll grab you a drink, hm?”

you watched him have fun and that warmed your heart. he was all giddy and excited, you just didn’t have the gut to go home now.

once he was done and satisfied, he ordered an uber and wrapped an arm around you waiting for it to arrive. your eyes were half closed, nuzzling into him for assurance.

“i’m so proud, you know? thank you for holding on, i really appreciate it. love you” he hummed and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“anything for you. can you scratch my back when we go to sleep though?” you asked, raising your head up. keeho grinned with a nod.

“of course”

┆彡 INTAK [ 인탁 ]

he could be in the middle of a concert and see a glimpse of tiredness on your face and call it a day

he’s soooo chivalrous:( he’ll take the blame so you don’t feel guilty for going home earlier

(even if you protest)

intak bursted out laughing at a joke one of his friends cracked and with a corner of his eye he saw your bland reaction. it was a sign you’re out of your social battery; well, you started feeling exhausted earlier - you became non verbal a while ago and started fiddling with your purse.

one look it took for you two to communicate that you’re tired. you opened your lips to announce it but intak grabbed your hand under the table and let out a sudden, loud gasp that even startled you.

“ah, i forgot i have practice tomorrow. shit, we moved it and it totally slipped my mind… the joke about aliends just reminded me… you know, soul… well, whatever. we’ll keep going, im so so sorry!” he said normally, rubbing your skin and sending his friends an apologetic smile “let’s do this again soon, guys! i had so much fun! let me know when you get home, okay?”

they were not too happy about it but let you go, minutes later you two sitting in a cab.

“you’re crazy” you grunted and pressed a kiss onto his cheek. seeing you a bit more relaxed now was worth it.

“i was getting tired too, either way.”

┆彡 THEO [ 테오 ]

hes just so into whats happening that more often than not he kind of misses the stage when you run out of your battery :(

he feels really guilty when he does though so u can be sure the second he realizes you’re like,, half asleep, he’s taking you home

wont admit but lowkey ur sleepy state is far more worth observing than whatever he was doing at the social outing

“and then i won! literally snatched the ball from his hands and–” taeyang was explaining how he absolutely destroyed intak in a basketball game they had recently, when keeho nudged his arm.

“your partner is sleeping on seob. and he’s also asleep” the leader snickered and theo’s eyes widened as he scanned the place in search of you. eventually, he saw you and the youngest asleep on the couch. your head leaning on his shoulder, seob’s head resting on yours. a soft smile formed on taeyang’s lips.

“let’s get them home” he snickered and stood up. guilt washed over him that he didn’t notice earlier.

he gently woke you up, sleepy eyes meeting his. theo tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“hi, sleepyhead. sorry for not noticing earlier” he hummed and you just shook your head in protest.

“it’s okay, jongseob is a nice pillow” you snickered and your boyfriend just tsked.

“good thing we’re going home now. i’m a better pillow, actually” taeyang puffed his chest out dramatically and helped you stand up.

“not with that big head of yours, idiot–” the younger’s voice sounded quietly from below.

┆彡 JIUNG [ 지웅 ]

another gentleman 🥹

always puts you first, no matter the circumstances!!

does not care in the slightest what others will think,, like hello u wanna be home, so then be it!

you really tried to act like you’re not tired, you really did. but shota started showing you his island on his switch and you couldn’t help your eyes from closing a bit. you two ran off to hide your unwillingness to be here – since jiung really wanted to attend this party you just didn’t want to go home yet. since soul also felt a little sleepy and didn’t mind you not talking, you just watched his animal crossing shenanigans.

“here you two are” you heard a familiar voice and slowly looked up to see jiung. he sent you a soft smile and then noticed shota rubbing his eyes. “let’s go home, okay?”

“nooo you wanted to be here” you whined, a small pout on your lips. he shook his head and helped you stand up.

“i’ve had my fun. now it’s time for bed. both of you” he giggled and helped shota stand up too “i feel like a grumpy dad”

you scoffed and pecked his cheek, grabbing the younger boy’s switch before it slipped out of his hand. jiung sent you a warm smile and interlocked your hand with his.

┆彡 SHOTA [ 翔太 ]

he sooo gets the feeling of running out of social battery:(

when there are times when you run out of it sooner than him (which is rather the other way around) he’ll ,, well ..

go home without telling anyone (maybe except his mom (keeho))

“shota, i’m kinda tired” you mumbled into his ear, hanging on his shoulder tiredly. he scanned your face with wide eyes – and the hands that were anxiously fiddling with the hem of his hoodie. he nodded, taking your hands in his and interlocking your fingers with his reassuringly “but we don’t have to–”

“let’s go then” your boyfriend smiled softly and dragged you to the exit, sneaking behind the crowd. you played along, pretending to be walking on your tip toes. once out, fresh air made you wake up a little.

“won’t they be worried?” you asked quietly. shota hummed in thought.

“no, i told keeho. besides, we left together” he shrugged and swung your hands a little. the gesture was really precious “do you want to play minecraft when we get home? we don’t have to talk”

┆彡 JONGSEOB [ 종섭 ]

honestly he couldn’t care less what others will think

if his baby is out of social battery, he’s out of there

he’s just so rebellious ! (will get yelled at later)

seob noticed you drifting away a while ago but only when you poked his arm gently, he was sure. he leaned forward to hear you better.

“i kind of want to go home but… if you want to stay that’s fine too. i just won’t be too talkative, i’m really tried” you told him, scanning his reaction. he nodded and looked at you. tucking back a stray hair behind your ear with a mischievous look in his eye.

“let’s head home then. it’s pissing me off that i can’t kiss you here with all the people around” he teased with a playful smile (and it’s not like that he’s too shy to do it in public or whatever).

jongseob took your hand gently and you two sneaked outside, leaving without a word.

“i wonder when will they notice” you giggled, wrapping your hand around his arm.

“if they even will” jongseob snickered.

masterlist <3

taglist. @primoppang ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,,

@mon2sunjinsuver ,, @litepowee

[grlsinterrupted]

dallas winston dating hcs ˖⋆࿐໋

note : this is my first post so im sorry if the writing isn’t very good ! -

contrary to popular belief, i don’t think dallas would be the overly toxic / cheating type

i mean, his ex literally cheated on him while he was in jail

he’d protect you with his life and soul, literally hates everyone BUT you

i think that the lyrics “people say she’s bad, but they don’t see, the way she is with me” (p. u. n. k. girl by heavenly) perfectly describes your relationship

everyone thinks he’s this tough greaser, but with you? he shows a side of him that he’ll never show anyone else

any compliment you give him will literally boost his ego to the point where it’s literally overflowing

”yeah, is that right, dollface?” dallas’ lips immediately quirk up into that stupidily cocky grin you’ve always loved, his voice practically dripping with pride

once your relationship has reached a more serious stage, he’ll let you wear his st christophers necklace

ocasionally you’ll steal his rings and wear them, but he’ll act like he never noticed

its like his way of trademarking you

he also just loves how his ring is always a little too loose on your fingers

if you point out that you like something while the two of you are shopping, best believe he’d steal it for you

that gold locket necklace that you said sparkled real nicely? stuffed right in the pocket of his leather jacket.

those heels with the pink bows on them? he slipped those under his jacket right before you guys moved onto the next store.

”dal, what’s that sticking out of your pocket?”

dallas smirks, fishing through his pockets and pulling out the necklace you had just mentioned. he dangles the necklace in your face, then hands it to you with a nonchalant chuckle.

“just a lil’ trinket i got ya.”

i don’t think he’s much of a pda guy, the most you’ll get out of him while you guys are out is him putting his arm over your waist or shoulder

but as soon as he catches someone hitting on you?

not only is dallas beating that poor guy’s ass, he will make it KNOWN that you’re his girlfriend

his go-to pet names consist of baby, doll, dollface, and if he’s teasing you, he’ll use princess

”yeah, whatever, princess,” dallas mutters under his breath, running his fingers between the lace on the hem of your top

dallas is not a words of affirmation guy, he could barely say the words ‘i love you’ when you two started dating

he thinks it makes him look too ‘soft’

but that’s okay because he expresses his affection to you in other ways

it’s all of the little things he does that shows how much he loves you ♡

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[sweetshuga]

๋࣭𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝟐 ✰ 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 ⋆ 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏

ⓘ 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓! ⋆ +𝟏𝟖 ⋆ Obscene descriptions! ⋆ strong language! ⋆ established relationship ⋆ p in v ⋆ dirty talk ⋆ dumbification ⋆ pet names ⋆ size kink ⋆ choking kink ⋆ creampie

𝒘𝒄. 𝟒𝟖𝟑

𝒂𝒏. Since I’ve done a Matt only version, I thought I should make a Chris one as well.

𝒑𝒔𝒂! English is not my first language!

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅? Nope, maybe by me loool

You had never seen your boyfriend be this passionate, and well, he usually stuck to vanilla sex to keep it safe since he didn’t want to hurt you in any way. He always wants you to feel comfortable and thoroughly pleased without being sore the next day, but today was different.

He’s quite literally moaning and groaning loudly while stuffing you dumb and full of his thick length. It was hitting all the right spots and making you cry out into the bed under you, stars dancing behind your eyes. Is the pleasure too much to the point of needing a break from it?

Oh, don’t be ridiculous, you can take more.

"Haahhh—fuck! Can you fuckin’ feel me destroying this tight fucking pussy?" He rasped, his hands barely holding himself up as his hips slammed against your ass, fucking you into the bed.

The sounds were pornographic to say the least.

Wet noises – squelches and shlop’s – filled the room, bouncing off the walls and back in your ear, adding to the intensity of it all. You couldn’t even recognize your own voice, but you were too cock-drunk to think anyway.

"Yeah, fuckin’ take it all, your pussy’s grippin’ me so good—shit—ahh fuck," he moaned, babbling profanities, his pelvis crashing against your plump cheeks and making sickening slapping sounds. "Won’t last—nmghh—if you suffocate my cock like that," he hissed.

The bed was shaking and creaking underneath you, the sounds still not enough to drown out your shared moans. Although, your head was pushed into the sheets by Chris, it wasn’t nearly enough to silence your screams of pleasure.

Oh did he love your sweet screams—the sounds you made were heavenly.

You went dead silent when your second orgasm crashed over you, gasping loudly a minute later before letting out a series of high pitched keens – muffled, but not silenced, by the mattress.

Chris could feel your pussy spasming and quivering, sucking him in as it pulsed around his rock hard cock. "Thaaat’s right, fucking cream on my dick, yeah? Jus’ let go baby," his hand snaked around and gripped your throat gently, applying enough pressure to make you lightheaded.

He pulled your head back, letting your moans echo. He buried his face in your shoulder blade and started to angle his hips to hit your g-spot specifically and all thoughts dispersed from your mind.

Your mind was blank, quite literally dumbified by his cock.

A few more slams into your greedy pussy was all it took for Chris to release his load deep within you. He bottomed out, grinding his hips against your ass as thick rope after rope of milky cum painted your velvety walls white.

Your body shuddered under him, the only thought in your head being the exquisite feeling of being creampied to the brim.

You were both hooked, and probably not going back to normal sex for a long while.

𓆩♡𓆪

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[your-local-baguette]

Giving the blue lock boys a massage p.2 ...♡

Part 1

Warnings: may be a little explicit, minor spoilers for the neo egoist league, mainly fluff, not proofread!

Alexis Ness

In his mind, the feeling of your hand massaging the pain away was a dream. If only he knew it would come true. He eyes were tightly closed as he felt your weight on his thighs while you massaged the back of his shoulder. Feeling your thumbs press into his weak spot, a barely audible whine escaped his lips, a blush crept on his face as he hugged the pillow his head was resting on. He had taken his shirt off to make your job easier, revealing his back. His muscle were pretty visible, resulting in you teasing him every so often. He could fall asleep to the feeling of your hands on his back, a light hum could be heard when he felt your knuckles press on the sore muscles. "Gosh.., should've told me earlier you could do this" you smirked at his words, leaning close to his ear "enjoying yourself ?" His face reddened at your teasing, but it deepened when your hands caressed his back only to go back up to the base of his neck. A satisfied sight escaped his lips "i'm going to fall asleep at this rate" your knuckles rolled at the base of his neck "you can, if you want to...sweetheart~" he looked at you through his curly bangs"you can't talk to me with that tone and expect me not to react.." alexis said with a low voice. But in a swift move, it you under him, trapped between his arms. You caressed his cheek, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss. He happily kissed back, when you both parted he gave you a small smile"cuddle night?" You nodded with a gentle smile of you own.

Nagi seishiro

This big baby would straight up fall asleep on you, although he's much heavier and taller but, not like you minded. But he'd fall asleep to your gentle touch, on his shoulders to his bicep, nagi quote; the pain is such a hassle

You sighted and installed him between your legs, softly pressing into his biceps to ease the pain and also to stop hearing his complaining. The feeling of your hands Almost sets him off into a deep slumber. I feel likes he loves it just because it's an excuse not to go to his training. Sometimes you'd massage his wrists, feeling him tense pretty much everywhere from his shoulders to the tip of his fingers. Nagi muscle were well built, sometimes giving you a hard time when he clenched them in his sleep. But when he woke up he was always grateful although his tired expression. This boy loves you more than anything, he'd probably let you do anything to him. If he was awake when you massaged him, he'd probably hum a lot, but yea, he's not really difficult.

"i love when press your thumbs in my shoulders, the pain is such a hassle" your boyfriend said with a slight pout in his voice. You'd chuckled at his complaining, it made you happy to take care of him, he was also very sweet.

Bachira meguru

"you would massage me ?!" He jumped on top of you, a huge smile attached to his face. He hugged you tight, moving you around because of how happy he was "well, where does it hurt?" You asked him"everywhere!" He said, honestly he probably wasn't in much pain, sometimes being dramatic but you'd play along. When he finally settled down, telling you to massage his back, accompanied with a pretty please. He'd be humming a song while you'd be sitting on his side since he wouldn't stop moving his legs around. He'd look st you with a smile, enjoying himself when he felt your knuckles roll over his sore muscles and your palms pressing in his back. "Ahh~, you're very good at this y/n" nyou looked at him with a smile " thank you meguru" his cheeks reddened at the sound of his first name. A few hums here and there but with his energy it was sometimes hard to keep him still. Although, not even 15 minutes in, he was fast asleep. He mumbled some stuff in his sleep but he stopped moving around, allowing you to massage him with more focus. When you felt his muscles had enough stimulate, you would trace some random stuff on his back, such has i love you, darling or even drawings.

If only you knew he woke up mid-way through your tracing, he smiled to himself. Enjoying the soft ticklish feelings of your fingers on his back.

Isagi yoichi

"what? No really i'm fine and i'm sure you've got some more important things to do-"

...

"mhmm!~ gosh you really know the s-spots~"

He was almost moaning under your touch, feeling your palms pressing deeply in his upper back, his brows furrowed upwards and lips parted slightly. Oh how he loved every second of this "you can press harder than that" isagi said, completely at your mercy, you pressed harder, a slight whine escaping his lips, he was a sucker for your touch and hell this was awesome. He turned his head to the side, eyeing your focused expression, "geez what did your team master do ?" Isagi looked at you through his wet bangs that was sticking to his face, his eyes half opened, giving gim a quite attractive look. Even more than he usually was "just trained really hard today, just a little lower- r-right there!" He had a mix of a tired and pleased expression, he let out a sight of relief." This is really good, like really good" he said with a chuckle. You smiled at his praise, pressing your thumbs in his skin, causing a slight reaction out of him"mhmm!~" he smiled at you"now you're just teasing!" You snickered and looked right in his eyes "i don't know what you're talking about" he laughed along with you, he started leaning more into the pillow, fully closing his eyes, relaxing his body even more, if that was possible. Letting you handle his back pain, he had a smile attached to his lips.

...

Considering it had been an hour, now you were getting kinda tired, you lated next to him, he opened an eye to look at you, his gaze was lovesick. He turned to lay on his back, inviting you to sleep on his bare chest...

I think you guys can see the favoritism lol!

Anyway, the vote was pretty tight, but hope you enjoyed. I'm a Ness and Isagi enjoyer lol. Anyway, hope that fed your hunger for these bllk boys. I might start taking request for blue lock again. But i'm not gonna rush to dry out all my motivation for this.

Love you guys!

[ifjoon]

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ᰍ︵ꪒꪒㅤ𝆹 𝑠ꪱmplᧉ bꪱosㅤ𝆬ㅤ۪ㅤ⊹

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ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ꒰ ♫ྀི ꒱ 🐦‍⬛𓈒 ۟ 𝒞uȶꪱᧉ pꪱᧉ ⬭ 𔓘

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ 𑂯 𝅄 👛 𔓕 ⸝‎⸝ 𝑏ᧉᩙrrꪱᧉs ♡ ⑅

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ︶︶︶ ꣑୧ ︶︶︶

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[bleedingfaiiry]

i knew bpd was always in me, i've seen some symptoms in my alters, especially with my jinx introject. i sat there like "can i split an alter with a disorder that i don't have? i mean, probably, right?" and then there was more alters with stuff, like with factives and stuff with bpd. and like, when discussing with my alters about the autism thing, because we also have autism and we have been hiding it from ourselves because of autistic related trauma. i just sat there like "when will we actually discover we have bpd".

and so ..... the funny thing is.... or the sad thing... idk which but like.. so our fp told our mutual friend that they have bpd before me, and i was so pissed. i was like splitting at them both, like how dare you not notice my obvious issues, how dare you ignore me. etc.

and then like my fp did say that i have bpd, i immediately accepted it, because NO WAY am i telling her that i had a splitting moment when she told our other friend BEFORE ME. No way am I going to be embarrassing in front of her.

So yeah. That's how I've learned....

[sunniewr]

🌫ᬾ⠀𝇁⠀יִי꯭ִ⠀𝗌𖹭𝗋𝗏𝖾ׁ𝗍𝖾ׁ⠀⠀݁⠀♡⠀𝖽𝖾ׁ⠀🪞⠀𝗆᪾𝖾ׁ𝗇᪾𝗍𝖺⠀๋⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ͡⠀࿙࿚ㅤ⠀᳞⠀࣪ㅤ⏝⠀ ⠀͡⠀ ⠀ֵ⠀ ⠀ׂ⠀⠀

[capuccinofluffly]

⑅ 𓈒 ﾟ ♡⃘ ⊹ 𝑐𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖼 bios

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ㅤㅤ ˁっ˕ ᪲ˀ ﹫ messycrw on pꪱntᧉrᧉst ꣑୧

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NOT MINE GIVE CREDITS

No míos da creditos

[damslietta]

MiziSua D♡♡med Yuri

[charliedawn]

hi charlie ^_^✧*。i hope you're well. i'm not sure if you're accepting requests atm, but i had an idea which is how would the slashers react to a siren nurse (fem or gn) who walked the corridors of st. louis late at night singing haunting and alluring melodies as they went about their job, or whatever song was in their head? one of their favorite songs would be "curses" by the crane wives. maybe they would sing brahms a lullaby sometimes? but a creepy lullaby that was also strangely soothing to him. anyway, i would just like to see what you'll do with that idea. make any changes or adaptions u like, feel free to put your own spin on it. and take your time bc i know u get a lot of asks ♡

this is that song:

(Thank you for the request and the song ! It’s beautiful. 10/10. 🤩 Hope you like it.)

The Right Wing of St Louis:

Michael Myers:

Michael rarely sleeps. He doesn’t need to and is unable to. Too many nightmares and concerns about his own life and duality. And he usually sleepwalks too. So, really…He doesn’t like sleeping. But, this is why you were put in charge of the night shift.

"Sleep, Michael. Sleep your sorrows away in the darkness of the night. Let your dreams take over…" You whispered to him, but he only looked up at you with a saddened expression and shook his head.

"I don’t dream." You read when he gave you a piece of paper before bedtime and you smiled knowingly before looking back at him. You then stroked his cheek.

"You will tonight. I promise. Rest, Michael. You deserve it."

He seemed skeptical at first, but finally complied and went to bed. You then tucked him in and started humming next to his bed. When you started singing, his eyes started to slowly close and strangely enough…He dreamt that night.

Penny:

"P-Pretty voice. Soooo pretty. Such a pretty bird." Penny giggled and looked at you with a wide grin. He knew you were a siren, but he had never seen one before. He was curious and whenever you would start singing, he would appear behind you and just squeeze you tightly or just start tilting his head to the rhythm.

Penny doesn’t sleep like normal people do, so he can appreciate the music fully. Most people would sleep, but he would take your hand and start dancing with you. Unlike his brother, Penny is no singer. But, he is one hell of a dancer.

He would smile and laugh while you keep singing and he’d even watch over you when it’s YOUR time to sleep.

Penny *watching over you.* : "Sleep sleep, little bird. Sleep well."

Pennywise:

Pennywise also has the power to sing people to sleep. But, he doesn’t use it because a) He doesn’t like to and b) He doesn’t want to. He only ever sang to the children he ate and his past family. It isn’t a memory he likes to keep and he would simply hum along to the songs you are singing sometimes. He’s also move forward and backwards on his rocking chair as you sing. Sometimes, he’d sing with you and even dance when it is the middle of the night and no one is around to witness this moment, but he’d never do it in front of the others.

Pennywise *smirks* : "A siren, huh ? I wonder how a siren tastes…"

He would never eat you of course. He likes to joke a lot, but he would protect you and feel affectionate towards you. He would listen to you and sing along sometimes and then…the most beautiful and sweet melody would put the whole hospital to sleep.

Brahms:

Brahms remained silent as your majestic self walked through the halls of St Louis—your magic voice singing everyone and everything to sleep. Your voice was soothing and deep, so deep he was afraid he might fall asleep and never wake up. He laid down on his bed and waited for your arrival—as per every night.

He never locked his door at night.

When you arrived, you sat next to him and kissed his forehead. He closed his eyes and when you started singing, he felt at peace and relaxed. He held your hand and smiled when you whispered.

"Sweet dreams, Brahms…"

Jason Voorhees:

Jason is the same as Brahms. He likes physical touch and be reassured. He waited for your voice to soothe him to sleep. You usually slept in their room at night because both babies wanna hang on to you and they both feel safe in your presence.

Jason would sleep on your lap and have a good rest. He would slowly fall asleep to your gentle words.

Arthur Fleck:

"Y/N. I knew it was you. Come in. Come in. Please."

Sometimes, Arthur asked for private sessions. The man had nightmares and dark thoughts that none could even begin to comprehend. But when you sang, he forgot his troubles and worries. You would sometimes take his hand and softly lull him to sleep. He liked it.

Freddy Krueger:

"Yo ! Who’s singing ?! Shut za hell up, bitch !" Freddy shouted before shoving a pillow on his head. Freddy is the sleep demon. He isn’t one to sleep with siren songs. He prefers silence. But sometimes…He would stay awake to hear you and a small smile would appear on his face.

Secretly, he didn’t mind your singing all that much…

Bo Sinclair:

"Hello, birdy. Come here. Come to Papa."

He literally tackled you to the ground his first night in St Louis. You must understand that Bo was raised by fishermen and bars. He knows what a siren is and knows that whoever owns a siren is supposed to get extremely lucky. He would want to capture you more than anything and make you sing ONLY for him. Fortunately, Brahms and Jason would never allow you to get hurt or captured. So, they’d defend you and fight the Sinclair brothers if necessary.

The Left Wing of St Louis:

Father Paul:

The first time Father Paul heard you, he thought he was losing his mind. Your voice was like an angel’s and he truly believed his time had finally came. But, it didn’t. And every night, he would hear you and his mind would settle for a little bit. He would hear your song and find mercy in that moment.

The only link the Right Wing and the Left Wing of the hospital ever had: You.

Your voice would make them feel a little better in their misery and Father Paul enjoyed hearing you, when all thoughts of happiness and hope was lost…one beautiful thing remained.

Jonathan Crane:

Jonathan Crane was laid down on his bed—locked up and attached securely. He was staring at the ceiling and let out a small sigh. He was restless. It was the third day in the row that he was being tested on and he had no moment of peace…not until night fell and a voice came from outside. A quiet lullaby. So beautiful and peaceful. His eyelids felt heavy and he finally found a certain inner peace within.

"…Thank you, lady of the night." He uttered in a whisper before closing his eyes and sleeping soundly.

[tai0miemi]

For you, my favorite moralists♡

Caution! The topic of dark content, transophobia (as it seems to some), double standards and hypocrisy

English is not my native language, I express myself as best I can, OK?

This post is dedicated to all the freaking moralists who, because of fake characters, bully real writers and people who read what they like.

Are you worried that a child/teenager will see inc*st/r*pe topics, but for some reason you think it's okay not to put tags in works where there are trans people?

The authors of dark content set an age limit in bold text, write a bunch of tags and warnings so that your delicate brain does not deteriorate, at the same time as the authors writing about trans!reader × character or trance!character does not put anything at all most often.

I'm tired of you. I don't want to read the work and in the middle realize that a female reader has a d*ck. I don't want to read a work where a biologically male character turns out to have a vag*na. PUT IT DOWN. FUCKING. TAGS. So that people can just block you and not read it.

I'm not opposed to your writing, I just don't like it and that's okay. We're all different people and we like different things. However, I am fed up with moralists that in every tag that they do not like they make a tragedy of universal scale and then humiliate the authors who write it while they do not care about such a topic with trances. Seriously? Do you think that if a child sees these works, then it's ok? If you're against it, then you're fucking hypocrites. Leave the authors of dark content alone.

And here's another thing. I really "like" when they write "mention of female anatomy" in job warnings. Hmm, I wonder who it is? I don't even know if this creature is called a WOMAN. And leave your comments about the sex change, an artificial hole between the legs is not a biological vag*na, OK?

Do not write comments, do not like or reblog. This post was made with the sole purpose of attracting attention and adding kirosine to the fire♡

UPD: Thank you all for promoting the discussion, thanks to you, as many people as possible will see the post!

UPD2: You can call me transophobic all you want, but your brain missed the point of this post. No matter what you say, you have no right to poison other people just because you personally don't like something. Trans people is a specially chosen topic so that you can look at yourself from the outside, how stupid you sound from the outside. Congratulations you got caught :P

UPD3: For fans of protecting trans people: Do you think that no one has an injury related to this? Maybe a person made a sex change and regretted it, maybe someone was raped by a trans person and for them this is content that they want to avoid. However, you protect some, and wish death to others.

You are shifting responsibility for the crimes to the authors. Much more innocent things can encourage a person to commit crimes.

I sincerely believe that no matter what dirt a person writes, if it does not go beyond fan fiction, then everything is fine. The harassment of authors is much worse than any violence in literature!!

[delulusungmin]

Forbidden Feelings

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Your family is the perfect family, but you can't seem to keep your grades up. Your father, upset you aren't doing well in your classes, hired Lee Minho as your tutor. With no changes in your grade, Miho becomes a little.. frustrated.

Word count: 0.7k

Up next: Chan

Content warnings: Female AFAB reader, age gap (18 and 24), "Sir", oral (male receiving), cumming inside

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"y/n?"

"y/n?"

"Y/N. Focus", he says, letting out a heavy sigh.

Minho has been struggling to tutor you. Your mind consistently wanders further every minute. Months of tutoring sessions with the older, yet no improvement in your grade.

"I've just been distracted.", you say, as if he hasn't already realized this.

"Distracted by what?", Minho replies.

Your eyes trail down to his bulge, contemplating how truthful you should be to him.

"I keep thinking of how you would look naked. It's making studying really hard when all that's on my mind is your cock, sir."

Miho stares in shock. Feeling a familiar lightheadedness as all of his blood rushes to his dick.

"Come on, you know that this isn't acceptable behavior. What if your father found out this is how you think of the tutor he hired? You need to focus, or you will have to repeat a year.", Minho speaks, attempting to switch to focus off of his growing bulge and onto your math homework.

You continue with his lesson as if nothing had occurred—that is, until you take off your school overcoat, claiming it's too hot in your bedroom. Then you slowly unbutton the top buttons of your uniform shirt, button by button, until your lovely tutor notices the lacy bra you wore for him.

"y/n. Please, this is not the time to be acting out like this."

"Oh, like this?", you say, promptly resting your body on his lap and grinding slowly, feeling his length continue to grow underneath you.

"Wow, sir, it seems like you really enjoy this. Do I make you feel good, sir?"

That word. Sir. It turns Minho on so fucking much. Every time you call him sir, he inches closer and closer to his high.

"I can't.. be doing this with you. I c.. I can't.", he says through labored breath. It's wrong, but he loves the feeling of feeling wrong.

Despite his pleas for you to stop and focus on your schoolwork, you are desperate to find out if he looks just like you imagined him, so you just keep grinding and grinding.

"Fuck~", he moans out. "God, y/n are y.. are you fucking crazy? I.. I.. oh god. I can't st.. stop myself, aah~"

Minho pushes you onto the desk in front of you, crumpling your worksheets without care, and takes down your shorts, revealing your soaked cunt to the world.

Next, he finishes off your half-undone top and fiddles with your bra, removing it slowly and proceeding to pinch and tease your nipples. Your body fits so perfectly in his hands.

Without saying a word, he takes off his belt and throws it to the ground, the metal clanging against the wood flooring. Minho peels off his pants and underwear, swiftly turning you around to face him.

For the first time, you can see how Minho truly looks. And it's everything you fantasized about and more.

"On your knees. You know how to suck, right?" You kneel before him, his cock inches from your face. You look up at him with large eyes and slowly take his curved dick in your mouth. Sucking sweet moans out of him.

"Bend over the table. I wanna fuck you rough. Let me fuck you rough."

You follow his instructions, and without warning, he pushes his length into you. Forcing you to release moan after moan after moan. His rhythmic thrusts hit your cervix and stretch out your velvet walls.

"Aah~ Minho~ ahh~", you can feel yourself tighten around him as he pounds your g spot just right. Inching you closer and closer to your high.

He fucks your soft spot harder and harder, eager to fuck his cum into you and ruin you. You feel your legs shaking and your core tightening.

Minho's cock throbbing and pulsing. His nails digging into your hips.

"Agh~ fuck y/n, can I cum inside? Please? Please, can I ruin your little pussy? Can I fuck my cum into you? Please baby, please ple-ase p.. aah~"

His warmth fills your hole to the brim. He fucks it into you deeper and deeper.

He pulls his hips back and walks both of you across the room to your bed, plopping down on it, lifeless limbs touching.

"Your father can't find out about this. Got it?"

"Yes sir."