#please ignore the cringey video

[ceruleanchronicle]

Please make a hsc for TMNT 2012 (Rahp, Leo, Donnie, Mikey)

How do turtles give up after finding out their girlfriend's big secret (e.g. that she was a foot clan soldier... whatever comes to mind) or will they forgive and forget her or will they hold a grudge

Thank you 💙❤️💜🧡

(if this violates your guidelines.....ignore it)

Hey! This doesn't violate my guidelines at all! Also, I'm SO sorry if this lowkey kinda bad but this is my first time actually writing anything, so I hope it's not terrible or cringey LOL.

I wrote this with a bullet point style, so let me know if you would rather a blurb kinda one shot instead.

Warnings: angst no fluff, unhealthy habits, depression, Leo has a love for foot soldiers apparently

2012 boys finding out their girlfriend is a foot solider

Leo-

Breaks up with you immedeantly after he finds out

Feels so betrayed

You're the first girl (besides Karai) that he's ever felt like he had an actual, real connection with

He beats himself up over it constantly because what if you had attacked his brothers or Splinter? He couldn't fathom how that would have played out

Raph deadass bullies him for it too

Goes to Splinter to ask "What's wrong with him" considering this is the SECOND TIME he's fallen for a foot solider. Homie has a type I guess.

Meditates a whole lot more in hopes that it will clear his mind of all thoughts of you

I don't see him as the forgive and forget type unless you're EXTREAMLY persistent in him taking you back. I'm talking constantly calling, texting, going out of your way to see him on his patrols. Then he MIGHT take you back and believe that you genuinely care about him

Raph-

Loses. his. shit.

He thought out of all his brothers, he would be the one able to see through anyone and their secrets

He defiantly holds a grudge against you, but deep down he loves and misses you

He's in the dojo training a lot more to let out some steam. His brothers are very worried about him

Tries to talk to Splinter about how he feels but ultimately gives up because he struggles with identifying his emotions and putting them into words

Donnie-

Now we all saw how obsessed he was with April and that's basically how he was about you, but now, you've basically broken his entire world apart

Shuts himself in his lab and doesn't talk to anyone

Stays up damn near all night trying to distract himself with his machinery. Coffee is his bestie during this time

Leo tries to get him to drink water and eat but Donnie is so concentrated in his work that he forgets

Splinter eventually has to intervene because he's skipping too many meals

Holds a grudge for about a week but after that, if you contact him, he's immediately running back into your arms claiming to his family that you've "changed" and that you "would never hurt them"

Mikey-

Feels so upset.

Tears up as soon as he finds out. Weather that be in the middle of a fight, alone, or with you.

Spirals into a deep depression. He feels emotions far deeper than any of his brothers

Stays in his room a lot more and hardly plays any video games, doesn't play pranks, or watch his shows with his brothers

Of course, his brothers are worried SICK about their baby bro

They want their happy little guy back

Is absolutely the forgive and forget type. He'd take you back in a heartbeat, against his brothers wishes and his own better judgment

Hope this did your ask some justice! Sorry if a few are too short. I find Leo the easiest to write for since he's my favorite LOL

[xuqijie]

< aespa dealing with jealousy 𓏲࣪ ɞ˚

# genre ; fluff

# tags ; jealous!reader, jealous!aeri, jealous!ning, jimin and minjeong being disgustingly sweet, aeri being silly, a little toxic ning kinda

< yoo jimin ๋࣭ # through being cheesy (jealous!reader)

from the moment you started calling her, ‘karina’, she knew she messed up somehow. and when you replied either a few hours late or extremely dry, jimin was fucked.

from the moment you started calling her, ‘karina’, she knew she messed up somehow. and when you replied either a few hours late or extremely dry, jimin was fucked.

she would do anything to stop you from being upset at her and would try to immediately find the cause. was it a bad day? something someone said to you? whatever it was, jimin would try to ask everyone you knew to figure out why you were mad.

and after she finds out you were jealous of jimin and aeri’s close relationship, your girlfriend makes sure that you are aware of how much she adores you.

“i love you y/nnie. doesn���t my y/n know how much i love her?” would constantly refer to you in third person to act cute.

“jimin, please shut up.”

it still makes you embarrassed everytime she calls you ‘my y/nnie’, something about the nickname is so cheesy and so jimin-like.

“aw, is my y/nnie embarrassed?”

extremely annoying in a good way and she really does make you feel like you’re the only one for her. on days that you feel extra insecure in your relationship, jimin does her best to reassure you and make you feel loved.

but after you’re feeling better, she will make fun of you.

“i can’t believe you were jealous of me and aeri, she is definitely not my type.”

“shut up.”

< uchinaga aeri ๋࣭ # acts petty (jealous!aeri)

she gets upset on day when you mention that you hung out with jeno from nct, someone that you met in the sm hallways while going to her practice room.

“what were you doing with him?”

“oh, we went to an arcade, and he got me this teddy bear, isn’t it cute?”

she would definitely glare at the teddy bear on your bed and whenever you two would cuddle, she will throw the bear onto the ground.

“what are you doing?”

“just making space!”

“but jeno gave that to me…”

“i’ll get you a more expensive and cuter one.”

acts like she doesn’t care but will make snarky remarks about any person that comes into a five foot radius of you. hates it when you two go out together and people come up to you, asking for your number while she’s there.

can be really mean when she’s jealous and might ignore you too but always ends up caving in the end because she misses you 🤭

“are you done sulking?”

“i hate you.”

always makes sure that her hands are on you and when she sees someone approaching, aeri will fasten her pace, trying to drag you away. she tries to act nonchalant about it but you secretly like it when she’s jealous.

< kim minjeong ๋࣭ # acts cute (jealous!reader)

it really depends on her mood, whether she feels like teasing you or embarrassing you.

you had drunkenly admitted to her that you were upset when you saw a youtube video about minjeong’s close relationship with karina and your girlfriend decided to never shut up about it. but when you’re actually sad, minjeong will bring out her puppy eyes.

“i’m seriously mad, minjeong.”

“your face is so funny.”

“if you keep on making fun of me, I’m going to sleep in the guest room tonight.”

sure, maybe you were overreacting, but minjeong would never invalidate your feelings on purpose. so, she goes out to buy your favourite food, flowers and everything. once you come out of the guest room, you’re greeted with the sight of a bouquet of flowers and a appetising breakfast, along with a handwritten note by minjeong taped to the takeout box.

‘please don’t be mad anymore! i love you so much y/nnie :< ! you’re the only one for me !’

and even though you’re not jealous anymore, minjeong keeps on acting cute and talking to you in that baby voice of hers.

“y/nnie, minjeongie is sorry!”

the voice is cringey but you can’t help but coo over your cute girlfriend, forgetting what you were even upset about earlier.

< ning yizhou # a brat fr 🫣 (jealous!ning)

if you thought aeri was mean, yi zhou is the biggest brat on earth, and when she’s jealous, you two banter so much that jimin had to put both of you in time out corners.

“he was flirting with you!”

“so people can’t be nice anymore?”

“not when he has his hands all over you!”

so stubborn and would never back down from her claims, even though they might be unreasonable at times. but yi zhou would never admit that to you.

sometimes the fights get out of hand and you two need a cool-down period, but usually, you need to be the one to concede.

except on days when you can’t tolerate her attitude anymore and you simply leave the apartment. yizhou will want to stay at home and be smug when you come back but she misses her girlfriend.

might actually cry when you come back and announce you’re sleeping on the couch, she’s just an emotional baby that can’t help but feel insecure 😞

[fashionlandscapeblog]

No, this is not my list of favorite movies, it's my own personal Single White Female stalker's (she should have added that film to her list). It looks like if you would be scrolling through my movie posts here on Tumblr and my now defunct Instagram and blog. I found out about this, because when I'm doing fashion research this influencer appears in the tags of a lot of the fashion brands I've posted here for many years, sometimes even wearing the same exact items I had just published days/weeks back. She follows me or used to follow me over here on Tumblr (haven't checked/don't care if she still does). Last year, I already complained about her and a couple of others doing this, but have decided to write again about it as it only becomes worse with time. Apparently, she has a Substack now and says she will post about cinema, art, design and "everything in between". She already posted Cocteau's Blood of a Poet and Bergman's Persona (how many gifs have I made from these films?), from the looks of it, it seems her next is The Color of Pomegranates.

If you're still not convinced and think I'm paranoid: movies, art, design, and fashion is not where it ends. It's the whole package deal: I happened to see that, in a similar vein, she is actually posting Spotify playlists to her stories with most of my all-time favorite artists, most of the music I have posted either here, in my own playlists, or as the soundtrack of my videos on Instagram over the years ever since you could add music to them. This is music I have decades of deep emotional connection to. This is a full-blown stalker. It's mental.

When I started my Instagram account back in 2013 and decided not only to share fashion and outfits, but also the things I deeply love and have grown up to since a teenager: the art, the films, the music, the architecture, I would have never in a million years imagined that over a decade later some people would decide to use my entire taste for image marketing purposes. Finding out about this has affected me very much, the emotional and psychological distress is exhausting.

No, we're not fucking clones, we're not siamese twins separated at birth. Please, it's no coincidence. If she likes the same fashion, I get it, but out of the millions of musicians, fashion brands, filmmakers, you do not have to like the same exact ones. Taste in music, cinema, and art is such an incredibly deeply personal thing, it's just ridiculous.

These influencers of the same niche (I guess the part that know/follow this blog) have suddenly decided to start posting art house cinema alongside their 'diverse' repertoire of Hermès bags, neutral outfits, Cy Twombly scribbles, and beige walls even if they've never given a rat's ass about Bergman, Godard, Deren, Cocteau, Tarkovsky, Desnais, Lynch, Fellini, Man Ray, Varda, but that's exactly what's going to be their go-tos. It will become normalized despite the fact these people never dared to post anything that doesn't align with the norm nor with what is seen as 'acceptable'. What would these influencers do if they didn't post the same exact things? I guess they'd be forced to be authentic (if they actually do have a personality and own taste), but that's not good enough for an algorithm, for engagement, followers, likes.

Ahh and of course they are 'surrealists' too, even if they just post Man Ray handwritings and Jean Cocteau drawings showing off their signatures in giant letters just like they love to show off Chanel logos, ignoring the multifaceted artists that they are, perhaps because it doesn't 'fit' to their common aesthetic and the 'norm'.

It's so obvious that these people don't genuinely love art, they love the idea of marketing and branding themselves as 'artsy' despite it being obvious they never had a connection with it, of building an image of being seen as such. More than half of art is "weird and cringey" (not my words, but of one of those lovely anons I get who described my videos as such) because it comes out of dreams and nightmares and emotions, fears, desires, it's irrational, but that doesn't fit to their branding. That's why they typically post the most innoffensive of artworks like Cy Twombly scribbles, you'll never see them posting anything slightly challenging to the mind.

Ahh and before you say anything, am I doing the same? I have a catalogue of over 200 videos, photographs and paintings I've made for the past 8 years which you can find on my Instagram and here, some of which were influenced by these exact filmmakers and artists, their work has influenced and shaped me both artistically and an individual. I made many years back several video homages to Bergman and Cocteau.

Some would ask me, "What remains of you after all the noise and labels are stripped away?", but this is a wrong question, as matter and mind work symbiotically, not separate nor in a vacuum: music, cinema, art, literature accompanies life experiences and that's why you feel related and identified with them. This is a lame excuse to justify lack of identity, typically coming from people incapable of feeling attachment.

The entirety of the music, cinema, art, literature and even fashion you love speaks about your own experiences and suffering as a human being, your unique self, the individual no other human can claim exactly their own.

Finding your style, your taste, your identity, it’s a life journey, not something you suddenly decide to be, like, or have. It’s such a personal and invididual thing and takes so many experiences, besides it reflecting your character and what you were born with, that it can’t be replicated. I am deeply attached to the things I admire and love, because there is something more than just the internet what binds me to it, it’s life, people, memories, emotions. Seeing someone trying to appropiate all that as if it were theirs to use it for their personal gain is very painful.

Please don't send me anon hate, I already have a lot to deal with in my life and I am definitely seeking therapy for this and other personal trauma. Enough harm has been done and this abuse has ZERO justification. No one can hide how vile these people are.

[blue-velvet-valentina]

Son of War, Daughter of Death chapter 3

Here is chapter 3, sorry for the delay I am in the middle of training for my new job and also in the middle of writing essays. Please give me feedback, I am trying to flesh this out without getting too bored, so these are kind of short.

Another night, another long parade of work, assignments for classes, and stress dog-piling her into submission. It had been about a few weeks since she had that weird dream, and she had yet to shake it off. Those eyes haunted and excited her in ways she thought she wasn’t going to feel again since her cringey teen and early twenties. She nursed her primal need for sleep with another can of Monster as she typed away at her laptop. Her paper wasn’t going to type itself as she shook off the drowsy feeling that seemed to control her every so often. She already got the beer and her dad’s favorite cigarillos as an offering it to his urn, taking a puff off it to get it started.

Her mother would throttle her if she found out she still did this, being the old crotchety drunk, he was always doing nothing more than yelling at the things he hated from his ugly and unwashed recliner covered with a blanket her mother still can’t seem to dispose of. It still reeked of smoke and had old tar and cannabis resin stains stuck to the fabric. As angry as he was his whole life, her mother still couldn’t part with it. They were married for almost fifty years when he passed in his chair in the cold night waiting for the right time to change out the propane tank for their heater. Despite his constant sour look of displeasure of even being alive and only lighting up seeing farm animals or videos of babies, he loved his family in his own way even if it was full of narcissism.

She was wrapping up when she took a small break to look away into the dark of the room to rest her eyes. She felt light with the caffeine high she was riding on. She moved her laptop to the side to take a break she felt on that bare thread between sleep and awake as she drifted off to the sound of psy-dub mix playing on her laptop’s speakers. She saw an exotic looking room and servants seemed to ignore her presence walking through and around her. That man was being fussed over with an irritated look on his face as if he sort of hated this level of doting and the many ladies who swooned over him he felt bored of. Heather hid behind a pillar when she overheard two gossiping servants staying behind.

“I heard he has lost all desire or need for the royal consorts when he was wounded by that would-be assassin.” The first one gossiped smiling in a way their face looked pinched and rat like.

“I heard that too! I also heard it was an Earthrelmer saved him, but it wasn’t one of the defenders! It was just a normal woman; can you imagine some petty lowborn harlot of a woman catching the eye of a man like him?” Another said, having a disgusted look on her face.

“Part of me can, he was an orphan of lowly villagers after all. He is lucky he was adopted by the general, most likely out of pity.” The first one said grinning at the idea of shocking the other servant.

“And you two know better than to gossip in the royal house about the vary master of these quarters while he is not far from you.” The two turned quickly seeing a beautiful set of women, one clad in a rose-pink color and a scar on her face, the other in blue both seemingly striking fear in them making them apologize and flee from their sight and their view. Heather blushed seeing the two women having one of her girl crushes on the two as they confidently approached the nearly fully healed lieutenant who was just handed a scrolled map.

“Reiko, we are glad you came back to us.” The one in pink said when the man slowly rose and bowed a bit to the best of his ability.

“Empress Melina, Princess Kitana. I am glad to return to the royal palace alive. I am sorry for not returning you would-be killers back personally.” He spoke.

“Please Reiko, sit. You are still recovering a bit from your infection.” She responded as she sat along with her sister in front of him and a servant helped him back down. The servants offered a drink proving it was not altered in any way before they took a tentative drink.

“Are the rumors true an Earthrelm woman saved you?” Kitana spared no moment.

“She cleaned the poison out, but the infection still settled in. She cannot be any average woman if she was in the Living Forest without being harmed.” He said, his ragged voice clearly trying to sort out his memories. He conveniently avoided to mention he was in her room once and stole her book.

“We need to consult with the titans where she came from and how she got there. What if she is one of Shang Tsung’s conspirators?” The Empress said sharply. Since their battle with titian Havik, the sisters became fiercely protective of their inner circle and suspicious of everyone who was seemingly an outsider.

“Apparently, she is not or else our lieutenant would be a corpse sister. But I agree she must be researched carefully, if she is not his pawn already, she may soon be if we do not hold her under our wing and the safety of the palace.” Kitana spoke calming her sister.

Heather hid behind the pillar afraid to move, but it was a dream, she can’t be seen, can she? She walked behind pillars trying to get closer to get a closer look. As she walked around the perimeter of the room, she passed by some plants that started to slowly but noticeably die and decay, replacing them with strange, mutated versions of the plants. She noticed that the sisters noticed the changes like she had and as they stood suddenly to investigate, she ran with a bolt of energy though her now clearly seen by all three, his eyes wide as if he saw a rare and majestic beast before him. Heather was barefoot in her dream, she felt the cold stone floors under her feet, they called for guards to come inside the room, the two women attempted to corner her.

“Who are you?! Are you a spy for the sorcerer?!” The empress got closer to her, mouth started to crack, and her eyes started to slit like a cat and her voice became hoarse.

“Sister, calm yourself you're starting to turn again.” Kitana said sternly.

“Woman don’t run, when the empress is like this she could harm you.” Reiko said trying to back Kitana up preparing for any situation.

“ I need to wake up, damn it wake up…” Heather muttered before she realized if she was dreaming, should try to wake herself up.

“You are infact awake, you’re not dreaming I promise. Kitanta said. The woman in front of her becoming fearful, clearly not a pawn of the sorcerer who maimed her sister.

Heather could only hear words but not understand them she was afraid before swinging her wrist as hard as she could into one of the support pillars, the pain searing through her arm as she woke up at her desk, her laptop in sleep mode and she was apparently asleep for a few hours, but the pain in her arm becoming unbearable. In her haze she remembered her wrist has been hurting a lot lately and any bump was searing to her. It felt clearly broken now and she would have to see a doctor quickly as she tiredly grabbed her keys, trying to control her breathing through the washes of pain.

She drove to the ER and tried her best to write the forms out with her left hand and thankfully it was a slow night, so she was put in a room for a cast. The doctor laid her arm in the right position and took a few x-rays, luckily, she avoided needing surgery but was given a lecture about the beginning signs of carpel tunnel and her thinning bones. He got her a cast put on and set up a follow-up with urgent care to remove it in a few weeks. Heather returned home with the same feeling of her privacy being invaded but this time it wasn’t like wind blowing, it was heavy like a blanket. She turned the living room light on when she saw the three and two tall men, with glowing eyes in her living room.

“Don’t be afraid young one, we have much to discuss.” Said one of the men with glowing eyes and his hair half done, through them he had a look of sadness on his face.

[guitarepicgrey]

Wanna share something,, My YouTube community post.. Not wanna share my yt channel soo :

(Note : about making fun of, old things or mistake, cringey)

hey. So I set some videos on private due cringe nor making fun of by my friends/family. You know.. That's kinda long time ago. I DON'T know why I get making fun of even it's SO old. Everyone can be cringe of themselves. And please don't make fun of my/others OLD videos on YouTube. I/They make it because I/They like and my/Their Animating interest only. That's NOT funny. AT ALL. Just imagine if you're the one who's getting attacked.

Not gonna defend myself, but if you think why don't you set it in private, sometimes you can't log in or unable to set it,..

I do have other solutions, just don't remind them of ur old channels/animations/arts if you're so cringe or scared for making fun of. I just want to remember my good old times, don't wanna remind others... Other solution is, if they somehow remember and making fun of randomly, don't react or anything.. I think Ignore is the best. They will get so annoyed and stops.. But if they not going to stop those actions, just try to ignore. Randomly angry or physically hit them is not the best solution..

Yeah,, if you are my fan, I'm sorry for set some videos to private.... // and sorry who's reading this and not doing anything like this..

I don't know why I always get attacked. Not only friends brooo...

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Yeah that's what I wanna share,, I wanna be dull broo

[midnightdemonz]

SOMEONE MADE A PLAYLIST OF MY VIDEOS!? (Also, please ignore the videos; everything from before a few months ago I deem cringey and dead to me)

[ficsforeren]

thank you for telling me not to apologize for being awkward instead of saying im not awkward >///<

SPOILER!!!

aaa.. i really love your fics. i havent read them all yet but im in love with your The Last Song, especially In Another Life. TLS broke my heart into pieces (the last chapter), i wont lie that i didnt read it in full (i cry easily at puppy videos, im not sure i can handle Eren dying. especially that version of him). nonetheless i will apply what Eren said in IAL, the series has been a great experience for me. not only because Eren was literally written ineffably, but because i really learned a lot and i was able to relate so much.

im still having a hard time accepting the whole death talk in general, because (i feel like such a loser hahaha, but im happy because—-) i love him so much, but i should try and learn (note:try). and apply.

i just want to say.. thank you. and i dont know how to make that sound like i mean it (i tried formatting after much thought, hopefully its not cringey). its so hard for me to express it in words how grateful i am sometimes, but i really do mean it. maybe its because its probably just one thank yous that you get out of probably hundreds a day—- i think youre an amazing writer.

thank you. not only for bringing Eren to life, for helping me get through shit through your stories.. thank you for sharing your knowledge through your writing. thanks for inspiring me. to be and do many things. thanks for helping me cope through Eren. i know it probably sounds so sad, but i really imagined him comforting me in actual.

man, hopefully i dont sound too much like a creep. i often tend to be overwhelming. just ignore this if its toomuch anksksks i really dont mean anything bad. its just that.. i think a character is only as smart as the author is. and.. man, im so in love with Eren Yeager 😭😭😭

he deserves so much love.

and you do, too.

BABEEEE HIIIII SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY!! I've been busy with life so I just got back to tumblr today 😭

can I tell you just how HAPPY you made me feel with your message??? "its probably just one thank yous that you get out of probably hundreds a day" BABE ONE THANK YOU COMING FROM YOU MEANS THE WORLD TO ME WHAT ARE YOU SAYINGGGGGG

I don't know if you've read my other asks before but I think I've mentioned a few times just how insecure I am of my writing and that I constantly have this feeling that I want to delete all of my works 'cause I think they're cringe and embarrassing and just in desperate need of improvement, so whenever I receive messages like this, it really makes me feel appreciated and I'm really REALLY happy that my stories mean something to you 😭😭😭

UGH I JUST WANT TO HUG YOU AND KISS YOU AND GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE YOU'RE SO SWEET AND KIND AND THIS MESSAGE MAKES ME SMILE SO MUCH THANK YOUUUUUU

(also, this message is so heartwarming and thoughtful and you sound lovely!!! please don't apologize for being who you are, I think you're very sweet and adorable 🫶 I wish I could write a reply as good as the message you sent me but I hope you can feel how grateful I am to have a reader like you)

[worstloki]

hmm

[toxic-aries]

He gets jealous of you and Steve, so he’s shows you who you belong too?

I belong to you (1.2k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ (minors get out), dom!eddie, cowgirl style activities, doggy style, mentions of handcuffs, degradation/name-calling, daddy kink, jealous!eddie, implied fucking in his van, and my cringey writing, please let me know if i missed any.

a/n: thank you for the prompt (ily), I got a little too carried away. also, ignore the grammar mistakes it's late, I'll fix them tomorrow.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

Family Video's shelves were crammed with movies, and you spent some time scanning them, looking for the right one for movie night. So many options. You walked down the horror aisle and came across a copy of The Shining. Picking it up, you proceeded to the counter to rent it out. You strolled down the aisles reading the back of the tape while mired in your own little world.

Wandering aimlessly, you bump into someone organizing shelves. The many VHS tapes that fell created such a big ruckus in the store, with you constantly apologizing and trying to assist him. "Hey," he laughed, shrugging it off. “It's all right, you wouldn't believe how often this happens here." He smiled, reaching for the movie you had dropped. Your hands graze awkwardly, both ripping away from the VHS tape right away.

“The Shining, huh? Planning for a movie night tonight.” he asks with a smile, as he hands you the tape he has just picked up. Your eyes finally drew your attention to the guy's name tag as you reached for the VHS tape. Steve. Steve ‘The Hair” Harrington. The known douchebag of Hawkins high. He leaned his body against the shelves, crossing his arms, with that dumb cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“Yeah, I was planning on watching it with -” you began, but were interrupted. “You know…It’s a horror movie..” Steve interrupted, “I could stop by and we could watch it together, if you want?”. What a douchebag line, how cheesy can he get? You could feel the awkwardness in the air, and you laughed awkwardly, "Yeah, I don't think that would work out”. The sound of 80's classics echoed faintly in the background, but the silence lingered. You rock on your heels, not really sure how to escape this awkward situation.

“Harrington.” A familiar grasp landed on your hip, pulling your body against his side. It was Eddie, finally. "I don't think we'll have a movie night tonight…" he hisses, his jaw tightening as you watch him. His grip tightens around your hip, emphasizing each word, "Other plans came up." he says. Steve's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. Taking a deep breath, he smiles and sucks his teeth, “I see…if you change your mind.” He pauses for a moment, looking at you, “Just let me know.”

There is silence in the store as Eddie takes a deep breath and tries to hold his tongue. His hand slips from your waist and grips your hand. You find yourself trailing behind him through the aisles before storming out.

A hard smack on the ass of your body sent shivers down your spine, causing your hips to thrust forward. Eddie gripped your hips tightly, slamming your body against him. With each thrust, his grip became tighter. Fortunately, your cries were muffled by the shaggy carpet beneath you. While grasping the chain of the cuffs, Eddie repositioned himself to get in a different angle by using it for leverage.

“You wish it was Harrington's cock and not mine?” he says through gritted teeth, his thrusts becoming harsher and harsher. “No Eds!” you cry out. You feel as his pace slows, till he’s completely still inside you. Everything stopped. There was nothing but the sound of your deep heavy breaths and Eddie's breathing. A hand snakes down your body, feeling your hip, brushing past your throbbing clit, and grazing your hard nipples before landing on your jaw.

Your head is lifted in a tense grip, and he asks, "What did you say?" sending shivers down your spine. You feel his body tense and push your hips back as a sign of reassurance. “E-E…” you started, pausing for a moment as his hips pulled back. “Shit. I meant ‘No daddy’!” You yell, arching your back more. He pulls out, and his hand moves from your jaw, snaking its way back down to your empty cunt.

You whimper, craving his touch, "D-Daddy, I'm so sorry." His fingers brush against your swollen clit, easing between your folds. You keep insisting, "I'm yours! Only yours!" He fucking loves teasing…especially in this case. A pair of harsh digits push into your hot cunt, pulsing in and out repeatedly. “Who’s pussy is this?” he grunts out.

“Only yours!” you exclaim, “Daddy, I belong to you!” your words followed by unholy moans. Each time his thick fingers touch your core, you feel a warm sensation build in your stomach. As he pulls out his fingers, your wet pussy becomes empty again. You feel your legs shaking from this position. You first hear it before you feel it: a harsh slap against your warm cunt. As your knees buckle out, you collapse, smashing your face against the floor and muffling your screams.

"That's a good girl." he mumbles, "Now I want my good girl to fuck daddy's cock all on her own." he quickly undoes your cuffs, helping you change positions. You hover inches from his dick, feeling his hands guide your pussy back and down. Your breaths stiffen as you sink back until your ass meets his skin, curses falling from both of you and Eddie’s lips.

Rolling your hips forward, you rest your hands on Eddie's thighs to adjust to this new position. Gripping your nails into them as his cock twitched and a growled moan left his full lips as he reached the new depth inside your warm cunt. You begin rocking your hips, allowing his cock to slip in and out. “Come on babygirl…fuck daddy like the dirty slut you are.” he groans.

Lifting yourself up and down from his cock, you tighten your grip on his thighs, speeding up your pace. Your plump ass smacking down on his hips creating wet slapping sounds as his dick drives in and out of your cunt. “You’re such a good little slut aren't you?” he moans out, his hands traveling up your back to your knotty hair, tugging it back making your hips stall.

“I’m daddy’s good little slut.” you exclaim, your hips bucking again. Your head falls back as you bounce painfully against his cock, his tip bumping over your g-spot. You feel his hand move from your hip to your swollen bud to support you. As you bounce onto his lap, he circles your throbbing clit with his calloused fingers. “Fuck, this feels so good.” you mewled.

“Keep riding me.” he grunts, his hand yanking your hair and snapping your neck back as you cried out from the mix of pain and pleasure. His fingers moving in a faster pace around your clit. You start feeling that warm feeling build again in that pit of your stomach as your bounces become faster and faster.

“ ‘m close.” you moan out, his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. Causing your walls to become tighter and tighter and pace getting slower. “Cum with me, slut.” he grunts between his teeth, snapping your head back as you tried lifting off his cock, slamming you back down onto his length.

It was a sensation of pleasure coursing through your body, the walls of your cunt shudders around Eddie’s cock, squeezing him and pushing him into the deep recesses of your inner self until he released in rapid spurts, your name a snarl behind his pretty plump lips as you cried, ‘Eddie’.

He sits up, his cock twitching as he slowly softens inside you. Still grasping your hair, he pulled you back until you touched his chest. “You know who you belong to now? He hums softly in your ear.

“Y-Yes daddy.”

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[dribs-and-drabbles]

~ reveal your watch & rewatch drama list ~

tagged by the wonderful @khunvegas, which was apt timing because yesterday I watched SO MANY SERIES! (It was a glorious day) and now I can gush about them here (sorry not sorry this gets long).

currently watching (in order of enjoyment):

Kinnporsche: I mean, yeah, I LOVE THIS SHOW. I love that it's a little all over the place. It has good dramatic tension (for me), great relationship dynamics (they're all different and not necessarily healthy but they're trying and working for them), and is SO AESTHETICALLY PLEASING.

To My Star 2: What can I say that y'all don't already know as FACT? This show is incredible and soul-destroying and all the other superlative words...it's going to break us but hopefully save us in the end. Oh god, please let them be happy in the end.

Plus and Minus: I've said it before but I just love Taiwanese bl. It's soft and intense and like being enveloped in a warm hug. Even the angst is coated in icing. I don't necessarily like Fu Li Gong's reasoning for the break-up but nothing can be perfect.

Senpai, This Can't Be Love: Oh my god this is ADORABLE...Japan seems to be bringing it at the moment with this and OFC. If you've followed me for a while, you'll know I'm a sucker for any dance rep in a show and the 'dance' with the mouse and keyboard was so good. Loved the twist that Kaneda actually worships Yanase rather than being cold and shut off, and this will lend itself to some wonderful pining dynamics between the two.

My Secret Love: I started this because @khunvegas mentioned it in their post and gosh I actually love it more than I should. It definitely has a 2Moons2 feel with the each friend in the two friend-groups pairing up and I love that one is already an established couple (although not liking the jealousy storyline at the moment - just TALK TO HIM). Anyway, I love the next-door neighbours enemies-to-lovers/fake-dating-to-lovers trope and I'm getting a PatPran vibe with it but without the childhood rivalry. As @khunvegas said - it's good to see Earth being allowed to show his abilities and the two mains play off each other well. And I really like Bew, a newbie it seems, but very watchable. The university chancellor is very inappropriate though - getting two students to fake a relationship and then being the person releasing videos of them secretly and blackmailing them to comply. But I actually love it! Even though I shouldn't.

Old Fashion Cupcake: I love the office setting and the older characters...although I'm a bit irked that they're making 39/40 out to be SO OLD when it really really isn't. Don't let it fool you, folks, you don't need to be worrying about anti-aging and dementia at that age (lol smh). Anyway, I do love the emotional journey that Nozue is going through, the obvious joy that Togawa brings him, and the slow realisation Nozue will have about his own feelings for Togawa. A+

Love Mechanics: I'm not sure I'll be able continue this one since ep 2 is vip only at the moment but I'm holding out hope... I liked the original, shorter version - and Yin and War - and I'm looking forward to seeing how they expand it into this series. I also like that I know the heartache that's coming for both characters and I know they will do it well.

Sky In Your Heart: Oh god this is SO BAD but I'm ignoring all the cringey things because I do love Prince and the way he looks at Fah. And the scenery. And the continued used of the two dialects. But most of it is actually quite terrible. Sadly.

Mama Gogo: I tried this because it's directed by Jojo...but I'm not sure it's my thing and I may drop it. I'm really tired of bad female representation and women dragging other women down and it seems both are pretty much the show's backbone. It's partly why I got into bl - if there are hardly any women in a show then I won't see how they're portrayed so badly (god, terrible reasoning but whatever). I will watch the next few eps to see how it goes but...yeah, it's disappointing.

rewatching:

I don't have time for rewatching at the moment...but if I did I would want to watch Semantic Error again, maybe some of the movie versions of some of the Korean bls (now that I have a viki subscription), Kinnporsche...and Bad Buddy of course.

looking forward to:

Vice Versa. The Eclipse. Triage (when I can't find it not-grey). Check Out (it's not on my iqiyi...so maybe country-locked?). Between Us. Even Sun. Moonlight Chicken. Dirty Laundry. 10 Years Ticket.

I’ll tag some peeps but no worries if it’s not your thing: @grapejuicegay @elnotwoods @isvisomewhere @ablazenqueen @porschesphoenix @nanons @tachineko @liyazaki @nongnao @athousandbyeol

[stormblessed95]

Please ignore the corny melodramatic edit Im just wondering if you/anybody knew what interview this is?i know it’s dynamite Era maybe?

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRuRuVbw/

Definitely Dynamite Era! It's actually filmed from the same day Jimin took and posted these photos which would have been taken in August of 2020 at some point.

Which we later discovered that JK probably took those photos for him as on Jungkook's birthday, Jimin shared 4 never seen before Jikook selcas, one of which was taken at the same time as the 4 photos above

Both in the same outfits they were in during the interview too!

As for the video your cringey edit came from that I don't even want to speculate on what it was trying to imply 😅😂 that would be the Apple Music Interview with Zane Lowe, posted on 200821. Video found here:

Honestly a good interview worth watching! He did an good job asking not just the same old questions over and over. And he gave them lots of praise which I like hearing!

[gaymer-hag-stan]

Fighting Games is a genre that I have always loved because they allow for unique player expression like no other genre. You get a wide selection of characters to choose from hailing from various different countries and practicing different styles of martial arts or even wielding melee weapons.

We've been lucky to have gotten tons of different games to choose from, and I have personally singled out the nine most vital franchises to the genre; the pillars of the fighting game community, if you will. Unfortunately, I only get ten options per poll, so games like Killer Instinct, Marvel vs. Capcom or Injustice have been left out. But that's why the tenth option has been left free of choice, as I'm sure that some of you will have the most obscure niche options in mind and will immediately comment "why is X not here" so there.

I'm also not deliberately ignoring Super Smash Bros., I just have traditional fighting games in mind and it's kinda not. But it's very much still a fighting game.

I'm also specifically talking about series of games and not one offs so that's why no Skullgirls and so on.

Anyway, at the end of the day vote for whatever you like, just don't bust my balls about "excluding" your fave 🤣

Really wish I could add:

A. More options

and

B. Images to the options to make them look prettier.

But overall I think polls have been a great addition. Good job @staff 👍😁👏

Here's a few general thoughts

I have a weird relationship with Mortal Kombat. My earliest memory of it must be some older kids next to my grandma's house playing MK4 and letting me watch them play for a while. Then I definitely remember the PS2 era games' covers and the video store, the dragon logo is so cool, but I never actually bothered to pick any of them. Until I got the 2011 game when I had a PS3. I liked it a lot, I kinda liked the story but I never understood the normies obsession with it? And here's a hot take; NRS stories are not that good, certainly not any better than any other fighting game like Tekken or SoulCalibur. The only key difference is that they have relatively good writing, while the rest of the major game, which are mostly Japanese, have cringey anime dialogue that absolutely does not fit the dramatic NRS storytelling everyone has been trying to copy post 2011. I wish they would straight up drop it and go back to having a decent, eight-level minimum arcade mode with character endings and stop trying to do what NRS does, because it's not that great to begin with. Anyway, I have since developed a love-hate relationship with it. I got both X and 11, and while both are objectively good games, with 11 FINALLY even making the characters look not ugly for the first time ever, but I think I've kind of moved on from MK. I don't have any attachment to the overall plot, I only mostly care about Mileena, Kitana and co., I mostly prefer 3D fighting games in general and I'm not that good at it so... Yeah. Still a fan series though, both the Reboot Trilogy as well as the, mostly underappreciated, PS2 trilogy.

I was born in 1997 and arcades weren't really a thing in Greece? I remember only having seen a Tekken 5 cabinet at a bowling alley in my entire life, so I never got to experience the "birth" of fighting games with Street Fighter, and Street Fighter itself was almost completely absent from the PS2, save for a few Alpha and SFII rereleases I think. So I finally got to play Street Fighter during the later years of it's fourth iteration when I got Ultra Street Fighter IV for the PS3. I was VERY frustrated at the beginning like, I was used to Tekken, DOA and SoulCalibur style gameplay, all of which are 3D but also combo-heavy games. Street Fighter was not that at all and I thought this made it a bad game. But I decided to give it a second chance with Street Fighter V. SFV is, perhaps notoriously, more simplified in both it's inputs as well as it's overall difficulty, so it helped me appreciate the series a lot more. Most of the characters no longer look ugly too (heavy emphasis on MOST) so that helped too. What's more, I can now actually play IV a lot better, and I even had money to spare to get Super Turbo II HD and Third Strike for the PS3, though I do struggle a bit with those too still, Third Strike in particular. Street Fighter X Tekken is also my guilty pleasure, don't @me. My only real issue is that I seem to be mostly interested in the "less regular" characters in the series like Elena or Poison or Laura which means that I have to find a new main in every single game and... I really don't care for most of the cast, especially the ones who seem to be featured on most of the games and never skip an entry.

I've been playing Tekken since I was 8 or 9 years old and got Tekken 5, the first fighting game I ever owned and I've been obsessed ever since. I love the gameplay because I feel like the four-limb system feels so natural, you know? If you press the X button you get a left kick, if you press the Δ button you get a right punch. It's so simple. Nina Williams is probably my favourite video game character ever, after Lara Croft, and I just really the series as a whole. It's also the only game I feel confident enough to play online atm.

For some reason I was always vaguely aware of The King of Fighters existence since around 2010-2011 but I never felt the desire to play it? Mai was added in Dead or Alive 5 however and I absolutely loved her. I played so much as her. But as far as picking up her own games... Well... KOFXIV looked like shit and I'd heard that XIII, and KOF in general, was very difficult so that was a bit off-putting. After falling out of love with MK however, I had to feel the gap. And along came KOFXV! I was still not completely sold, but I had money to spare and I got the game and I now love the series so much? Definitely my favourite 2D fighting game series. I wasted so many years gatekeeping myself out of playing the games but, honestly, while I sometimes buy things on impulse, the money I can spend on games is a very specific and limited amount so I always try to actually buy things that I will actually play and enjoy. XV is fun, but it turns out the "ugly" KOFXIV and the difficult XIII are even more fun! Shout-out to KOF for having an amazing cast of characters too. Even with Tekken which has been with me since childhood there are TONS of characters I straight up hate or just don't care about. KOF has over 90 characters and the ones I actually hate are probably fewer than Tekken's. This is certainly not a quantity over quality case (the yearly release for the first decade of the series was insane though, I don't know why they thought that was a good idea)

SoulCalibur is another series I loved since childhood but this one I didn't personally own until my late teens. A friend's uncle had a Dreamcast however, and when he would visit him in the summer he would bring it over and we would play SoulCalibur a lot! I have several reservations about Namco basing the series entire marketing on "who's the guest this time?" and later on the character creation. The sole focus should be on the characters themselves, because SoulCalibur has the most detailed and complex backstories in fighting games. Period. But because SoulCalibur has devolved into an overglorified character creator and the guests get the only media focus the game is gonna get during its promotional period, I feel like the brand itself has lost its mainstream appeal. SoulCalibur I is one of the best fighting games, and it has zero guests and no customization, other than being able to choose different weapons for each character. Have your guests by all means, I personally had tons of fun with Ezio and 2B, and Haohmaru even peaked my curiosity for Samurai Shodown, and customization can be fun too, but don't make it your main selling point. It has evidently not been working as well as Namco wants it to. Tekken and Mortal Kombat have guests and customization too, but they're not the games main selling point, they only help bring in additional fans.

Dead or Alive is the booby pervy game, sure, but it's also a great fighting game? The fast-paced gameplay is extremely fun and satisfying, most of the cast is actually pretty interesting, despite the sexy outfits and bikinis and beach volleyball, and whenever there's a new DOA in the market it it will always be the best-looking fighting game available at the time. There's no contest. I had tons of fun playing DOA2 as a kid and I had tons of fun playing DOA5 as an adult, because since DOA became Xbox-exclusive for a while, I never actually owned DOA3 or DOA4. I wish I could have had more fun with DOA6 too but the game is just... Soulless, and that's a shame. The fact that both DOA and SoulCalibur are unlikely to get sequels any time soon is also very heartbreaking.

I was way past my anime phase when I became aware of Guilty Gear's existence, so I was at first hesitant of checking it out. However, a chain of events led me to eventually get Rev 2. See, Haohmaru was a guest on SoulCalibur VI, and Baiken was a guest in Samurai Shodown and I guess you see where I'm going with is. This is why guests should absolutely not go away, but it is much better they remain actual (fighting) video game characters first and foremost and not stupid horror movie characters that haven't been relevant for decades (fuck every single MK12 guest, but especially RoboCop) Rev 2 is so much fun. It's still hard however, so I'm not yet ready to fully embrace Guilty Gear, but Strive looks more and more appealing each day is all I'm saying. Jack' O and I-No may have helped.

Virtua Fighter forever revolutionized the genre by moving things for the first time in the third dimension. I only had a VF4 demo as a kid and I was creeped out by having to fight Shun Di, a drunken old creepy guy, in a dark cave on a raft as Sarah so I never touched the series again until 5. The game is really fun and I will forever be grateful for it because it eventually lead to Tekken and DOA's creation, but while MK having a "good" story mode does not automatically make it a good game, Virtua Fighter having NO story mode, not even arcade endings, doesn't help it's case all that much either.

I've been contemplating trying out BlazBlue lately, Rachel, Taokaka and especially miss Litchi look really promising, but I'm trying to let the thought mature in my mind first rather than making an impulse purchase. I haven't played enough of any of its installments to have an opinion on it, but I know tons of people love it so it must have a few things going on for it, right?

Shout-out again to Samurai Shodown, I love the "fencing" aspect of its gameplay, but I'm just not as invested to it's cast as I am in KOF's yet. I've also always wanted to try out Darkstalkers but Capcom seems to be hellbent on wanting to make this franchise DIE. I don't understand why they don't at least start adding it's cast in Street Fighter as "permanent guests", in the same spirit as Final Fight characters keep on coming back. Morrigan is too good a character to be left to rot. I'd also love to try Killer Instinct, but it's another Xbox exclusive so RIP. Finally, I do own the first Injustice, but American comic book super heroes have always been morbidly boring to me (except Spiderman and Batman & co.) so, consequently, both Injustice and Marvel vs. Capcom are of no interest to me at all.

[brendonuriegotcancelled]

Racism

TW: Mentions of Racial Slurs, Transphobic Slurs

Ignorant Racial slurs

Let’s talk about it.

The statement above is from 2014 and was directly ripped from a Laugh Factory stand up 12 years ago. The original comic was Chris D’elia. In fact, most of the horrible jokes Brendon made were ripped from stand up comedians. Which to me will forever be cringey, the man had questionable taste in comedy. I’ll leave it at that. I think that Brendon doesn’t think he’s funny enough on his own, and has to insert anecdotes from other people or put on a show. Without getting further into the psyche of that… I’m gonna move on. If anyone is interested in that theory, please feel free to send an ask.

Let’s just get it all on the table. Here is Brendon in 2016 singing along to a song and dropping the full n-bomb. This is a 6 year old video. I don’t believe it had any bigotry or hatred behind it. I think it was ignorant, tone deaf and not cool. I do not think it was intended to hurt anyones feelings at the time and he certainly didn’t do it again.

Here is a clip of the same song and the exact same part in 2019 where he pauses during the word and does not say it.

He lip-synced to a Dr. Dre vine in 2013 which is the only other time he used this word.

Here is a video from 2019 of him apologizing for using the slur t*anny in an interview when retelling a story: saying he wouldn’t just “drop an n-bomb” and that his ignorance is no excuse.

I know I can’t illustrate the difference in my own head in terms of “being bigoted and racist” to being ignorant. Was lip syncing a rap song tone deaf? yes. Can any harmful or offensive word just be qualified as Ignorant if there is no malicious intent behind it? How do we draw the line and where is it?

We want people to be better and we don’t give them the chance to do that. Brendon Urie never asked to be educated by his fans on racism.

Brendon Urie educated himself on racism:

Brendon Urie acknowledged his privilege and complacency.

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When the old vine and clip from periscope in 2016 started circulating during BLM, Brendon took a moment to address what happened to George Floyd and the people accusing him of hatred and bigotry.

Brendon Urie vowed in 2020 to donate all twitch subs and donations to Black Lives Matter.

In 2019 Brendon started to get some blowback for a comment he made on stream that was taken out of context. He was referencing this video. Michael Lopriore and his brother Danny are both Puerto Rican.

Micheal and Danny were giving nicknames to people in chat upon request. Someone in CHAT then specifically asked Brendon what he would call the "ratchet duo" of Michael and Danny, Brendon responded with nicknames Danny and Michael were already using during their stream.

Here is what Michael and Danny had to say afterward:

This is the most “recent” thing he’s done and I am putting it all together so there can be no more broad use of the term like the man is going around being hateful.

You can apologize all you want to a community of people and give them pretty words to show remorse. Or you can just change your behavior and let that speak for you. You can educate yourself and let that speak for you.

This is Part 1 of two on the most common claims against Brendon in terms of problematic behavior. Part 2 will be the Transphobic slur he made and his apology for it.

This master list is almost done and I can’t believe it. I wanna pass out I have put so much work into it.

Guess what guys?

I’ll be done today 😍

[kireimarkeu]

retrouvailles; l.mk

THIS IS A REPOST!!!!

Summary: counting down the days until you finally see your long-distance boyfriend.

Mark is a jerk at one point. Also noticed how I put skype when they were calling through the phone and ft through laptop LOL

word count: 5.7k

Also lets pretend we can use spotify in korea ok

--Day 98

(10:33PM) Cutie: you idiot

(10:33PM) Cutie: answer my call!! You loserrrr

(10:34PM) You: omg give me a second

(10:35PM) You: ffs jshkdmj

(10:35PM) Cutie: omg what are you doing

(10:35PM) Cutie: why are you taking so long

(10:37PM) You: GIVE ME A SECOND 

(10:37PM) You: im taking food

You plop onto your bed, placing the  plate of grapes on the mattress, resulting in some to topple out of the bowl. You quickly pop one in your mouth before turning on your laptop. 

Before you could even call Mark, he was already requesting a facetime with you. You immediately answered. 

“Finally,” your boyfriend huffs when the call was finally connected. 

You hum, your hands searching for more grapes that has dropped on your bed sheets, popping them in your mouth. 

“What are you eating?” he asks. 

“Grapes,” your voice came out muffled from chewing, but Mark understands. 

“That’s what took you so long?” he frowns, “I can cut a watermelon in 5 seconds,”

“I didn’t ask,” you bite back. 

Your boyfriend automatically raises his hand to flash his middle finger while you did the same back at him. 

“What time is it there?” you ask him with raised eyebrows. 

You were studying in Korea but because of the virus, you had to go back to Canada. You didn’t know how long you would be staying, but Mark had promised you that he would make it work. 

“Um,” he looks at the clock that was a hanging next to him, “it’s 2:30PM here,” he answers, looking back at you, “It’s about 11 there, right?”

You nod.

“Don’t you have class tomorrow?” Mark asks. 

Lucky for you, your classes has changed to the local timing in Canada. Meaning, you don’t need to stay up at ungodly hours for your classes. 

“I think I can wake up tomorrow,”

“Do you want me to call you?”

“Please,” you pout.

Mark scowls jokingly at you, “the things I do for my girlfriend,”

You giggle innocently at your boyfriend, “I love you,” you make a heart with your hands, grinning at your laptop. 

“Yeah, yeah,” he rolls his eyes. 

--Day 90

“Babe, look up,” you call. 

Mark looks up to see you holding your phone up, obviously filming him through the screen. 

“What?”

He could hear you grinning from behind your phone.

“Smile,” you instruct. 

He grins awkwardly while you let out a snort from behind the screen. You put your phone down, typing something before looking back up at your boyfriend. 

“What did you do?” 

You look up at him, biting back a smile— to which you failed, “go check Instagram,”

Mark immediately opens Instagram to see that you had posted something on your private Instagram. Only him and the members are following your private account since your relationship is still private. 

He clicks on the bubble to see a video of him that you had recorded. When he smiles, his face morphed into a horse from of the filter you were using. Mark couldn’t help but chuckle at the funny effect. 

“Okay, that’s kinda funny,” he admits. 

He looks back up at you to see you holding your phone in front of your face again, probably trying another filter on him again. 

“Is this another ugly filter, again?” whines your boyfriend. 

You laugh, your phone not covering your face anymore, “it’s not!”

“Don’t lie,”

Your giggles got louder, “it’s not! I swear!”

“Fine,” he huffs. He straightens his back and stares at the camera, waiting for you to finish recording. 

You put your phone down re-watching the video, chuckles leaving your lips. 

“What filter did you use?”

“It’s on my insta, baby,”

He looks down on his phone again to see that you have posted another story. He immediately clicks on it to see it was an NCT filter. 

‘Who is your NCT Bias?’  Was written on top of his head.

Mark waits for the filter to show the result. He grimaced when he got Jeno. He swipes up to reply to your story to send you a message. 

markleeee99 replied to your story: ewww

--Day 87

(1:18PM) mwark: hello baby

(1:20PM) you: wht im having class rn

(1:20PM) mwark: so

(1:25PM) you: i have class??? go away loser

(1:25PM) mwark: :( I just wanna talk to my girlfriend tho :/

(1:27PM) you: later

(1:27PM) mwark: nooo 

(1:33PM) you: omg youre an idol why are you so free

(1:34PM) you: go dance or rap or smth

(1:34PM) mwark: babyyyy

(1:35PM) you: im putting my phone on dnd

(1:35PM) mwark: nooo

(1:35PM) mwark: babe

(1:40PM) mwark: did you actually leave me D:

(1:40PM) mwark: ok whatev

(1:40PM) mwark: I was about to send you something but I guess I won’t now

(1:40PM) mwark: are you still ignoring me????

(1:41PM) mwark: omg babe I was jst joking I’ll send you some gifts

(1:41PM) mwark: booo u suck :(

--Day 81

This time, it was slightly different. Instead of your usual late-night calls through the computer, you had immediately skype him through your phone when you had received a package from Korea. 

“You got me something?” you ask loudly when your boyfriend answered your call. 

“Jeez, hello to you too, babe,” he rolls his eyes, “and yea, did it arrive?”

“What did you get me? And what type of shipping did you choose? It arrived so quickly,” 

The box was pretty heavy, so you had to put your phone down to place the huge box on the counter before bringing your phone back into view. 

“Express, I paid like extra,” Mark answers, eyeing you through the screen.

You click your tongue, opening the drawer to take out a knife, “stop wasting your money, you dumbass,”

Mark didn’t reply, instead he waits for you to open the package.

You let out a sigh, “what did you get me this time?”

You open the cardboard box, a navy-blue hoodie covering the top of it. You pull it out, looking at Mark who has a smile plastered on his face. 

“Is this your hoodie?!” you squeal, putting it on yourself. 

Your heart melt when the familiar scent fills your nostrils. It smells just like Mark. 

“Canada is getting cold isn’t it? Keep yourself warm, baby,”

You lean over to take everything out from the box. Mark had given you his half-used cologne that he uses on a daily.

“I bought a new one just so I could give you mine,” he tells you, a playful smirk on his lips. 

He had also packed some of your favourite Korean snacks, and some that you haven’t tried before. Along with some matching phone cases for the both of you. 

“Now I feel bad I didn’t get anything for you,” you frown., pulling the hoodie over your head.

“Don’t be,” he reassures you, “being able to see you is already enough,”

You scrunch your nose in disgust, “cringey, Mark-ie,”

“Fuck you,” he chuckles, flashing his middle finger at you. 

Your eyes widen when he cursed, “my mom’s home, you idiot!”

You laugh loudly when Mark’s eyes widen in surprise, both his hands covering his mouth. 

“Y/N?” you hear your mom call from the living room, “who are you talking to?”

Before you could even reply, your mother was walking towards you. 

“It’s Mark,” you answer as your mother got into frame to see Mark. 

“Mark! It has been a while, how’s Korea?”

Your boyfriend greeted your mom politely, a grin plastered on his face. Your mom was about to reach for your phone to talk to Mark, but you frown and pull away. 

“Noo, I wanna talk to Mark,”

You gathered the gifts Mark had given you in your arms before skipping up the stairs to your room, to spend the whole day (night for him) with him.

--Day 80

“Yo, Mark, there’s some food left outside, do you want it?” you heard Johnny ask from through the screen. 

Mark turns to look at the intruder, “knock next time, dude,” groans Mark. 

“Is that y/n?” 

Johnny suddenly enters the frame with a gummy grin, waving enthusiastically at you.

“Hi Johnny, how are you?” you smile, waving back at the older boy. 

Just when Johnny was about to get comfortable on Mark’s bed, your boyfriend let out string of whines, moving his phone until you could only see his cheeks. 

“Ah, that’s enough,” your boyfriend says in annoyance, “y/n is tired, goodnight, baby.”

You  couldn’t even reply because Mark had already ended the skype call. 

You pout, opening your messenger to send a text to your boyfriend. 

(7:35PM) You: heyyy why’d you end the call? ):

(7:36PM) Bubba: sorry

(7:36PM) Bubba: johnny was being annoying

(7:36PM) You: he wasn’t tho ):

(7:36PM) You: can we call again?

(7:38PM) Bubba: sorry angel

(7:38PM) Bubba: johnny wants me to go make music

(7:38PM) Bubba: later tonight?

(7:38PM) You: oky

(7:42PM) You: love u!

(7:42PM) Bubba: love u too 

(7:42PM) Bubba: <3

--Day 76

You were in the middle of facetiming mark when your phone vibrates from a text. You raise your eyebrows, thinking it was Mark. 

(12:11AM) Johnny: hey

(12:11AM) Johnny: I need to ask you something

(12:13AM) You: yeah?

(12:13AM) Johnny: is mark okay lately?

(12:13AM) You: he seems fine to me, why? Did something happen?

(12:14AM) Johnny: I don’t know if I should tell you about this

(12:14AM) Johnny: but

(12:14AM) Johnny: youre the only one who can probably help him

(12:14AM) You: help him with what?

You look up at your laptop to see that Mark’s eyes was still glued on his phone. Probably playing some games. 

(12:17AM) Johnny: he hasn’t been eating lately

(12:19AM) Johnny: he doesn’t really tell us stuff anymore so I was wondering you would’ve known something?

(12:22AM) You: oh

(12:22AM) You: he hasn’t told me anything

(12:23AM) You: I’ll talk to him about it

(12:25AM) You: thanks johnny :)

“Hey,” you jump at your boyfriend’s voice. You snap your head to look at your boyfriend who was already staring at you with curious eyes. “What are you so busy with?”

You clear your throat, shaking your head, tossing your phone to the side. 

“I wanna ask you something,” you say.

“Whats up?”

You scratch your head, unsure of how to put it into words without offending your boyfriend. You knew he hated being babied but you still want to care for him. He was your other half, after all. 

“Have you been eating well lately?”

You could sense Mark was stunned by the random question. He looks away from your wary eyes. 

“Who told you?”

“Mark—”

“It was Johnny wasn’t it?” he cuts you off in anger. “God damn it, this is why I don’t want you talking to my friends,”

Why was he making this such a big deal?

“Mark I was just asking a simple question, why are you acting this way?” you argued back. 

He shakes his head, threading his fingers through his black hair stressfully. 

“I need to go Y/N,” sighs your boyfriend, “Goodnight,”

“Mark—” you were too late. Mark had already ended the call. 

A heavy sigh left your lips as you lied down on your bed. 

You weren’t sure if you should text him or give him space. Should you apologize? Was it your fault for bringing it up?

After thinking for a while, you decided to send him a text. 

(8:33PM) You: hi baby. I was just asking because I was worried about you. I know you hate it when I baby you, but I’m just looking out for you. I didn’t mean to bother you

(8:33PM) You: please don’t blame your friends for this. 

(8:36PM) You: I’m sorry, okay?

(8:40PM) You: I just want you to eat healthily. I’m not there to take care of you and I just want you to be healthy.

(8:47PM) You: just text me whenever so we can talk this out

(8:57PM) You: goodnight, mark

--Day 75

(12:03PM) Lovey: hey

(12:03PM) Lovey: I was thinking and realised how selfish I acted towards you

(12:05PM) Lovey: I know you were just looking out for me and I was just wasn’t in the mood because of how stressful it has been

(12:05PM) Lovey: please don’t apologize. Its my fault

(12:15PM) You: why haven’t you been eating?

(12:15PM) Lovey: comeback

(12:15PM) Lovey: I’m trying to lose some cheeks for this comeback

(12:30PM) Lovey: sorry for worrying you

(12:31PM) You: whaa…

(12:33PM) You: but you know my favourite part of your face is your cheeks D:

(12:33PM) Lovey: :(

(12:33PM) You: will you start eating again?

(12:35PM) You: im not going to force you, mark. It’s really up to you. 

(12:35PM) Lovey: im eating right now

(12:35PM) You: what are you eating

(12:38PM) Lovey: cereal

(12:38PM) Lovey: and um some left over sushi from yesterday

(12:38PM) You: ohhh sounds delicious

(12:40PM) You: okay I wont disturb you anymore, have fun eating bby

As you were about to put your phone away but there was an incoming videocall from your boyfriend. A small chuckle left your lips as you answered the call.

­--Day 73

“Yo, did you see it?!” was the first thing Mark had asked you when you answered his call. 

You raise your eyebrows in confusion, sitting up from your laying position, “see what?”

“We just posted a new dance practice; did you not see it?” his eyes widen dismay. 

You shook your head, grabbing your laptop from the table, placing it on your lap, “nope, my phone was on dnd,”

“How did you answer my call, then?”

“You’re in my favourites dumbass,” 

You type in your password before searching YouTube and clicking on the video that your boyfriend was talking about. 

While watching the video, you placed your phone resting on the laptop so Mark could see your face. Throughout the whole video, you were singing softly to the song. 

“Did you see that?! Did you see it?” Mark suddenly yells through the screen during the dance break part. 

You jump a little, “what? What? What did I miss?”

He groans at you, “the bracelet! Johnny dropped it!”

“Huh?” you press the arrow to repeat it again and you noticed how Johnny’s bracelet fell while he was dancing. 

“Wait a little more, I picked it up! Like a professional!”

You waited a little longer and your boyfriend was right. While he was getting into position, your boyfriend had swept the bracelet in his hands. 

You grin, “proud of you, babe,”

You wanted to continue watching but your laptop started lagging from the terrible wi-fi. You groan in annoyance, pressing pause, hoping it would reload but it only hangs even more. 

“God damnit, this fucking wi-fi,”

“Should I buy you a router? Or a new laptop?” he jokes. 

--Day 71

(9:02PM) You: hey wanna call?

(9:02PM) You: today was so stressful I just wanna talk to you

(10:12PM) You: ahh you must be busy with comeback

(9:32PM) You: sorry babe! We’ll jst call tmr? :)

(9:33PM) You: love u! make sureee u drink lots of water <3

-Day 67

Mark lets out an aspirated sigh as he answers your facetime call. “What, Y/N?”

You frown at the way he greets you. He was moody probably because he just finished practicing. 

You could tell from how he was laying on his bed without a shirt on, or how he would repeatedly thread his fingers through his black locks. 

“I just wanted to talk to you,” you mumble out softly, your eyes softening, feeling guilty that you were disturbing him. 

You bit your lip anxiously when Mark simply sighs, rolling his eyes slightly, “should we just call another time?” 

He sighs once more, moving around until he lays on his side, “no, no, what’s up?”

You felt a little hesitant, unsure if he was being sarcastic or not. Mark wasn’t the type to approach something if he doesn’t like it, he would just go with the flow. 

You shook your head, laying back down onto your bed, “No, you’re tired and I shouldn’t be disturbing you right now.”

Mark opens his mouth but you cut him off, “Sorry, Mark. Goodnight.”

You quickly end the call with a heavy heart, throwing your phone next to you. You knew you shouldn’t be expecting an incoming call from your boyfriend, but you shamelessly waited for his specific ringtone. 

It did break your heart a little when you didn’t get any response from your boyfriend. 

That night, you had spent your time watching Netflix with tears rolling down your cheeks. 

-Day 62

“Y/N?”

A choked sob left your throat, your hands wiping the tears running down your cheeks. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Johnny’s voice filled your ears. 

You gulp as your heart clench painfully when you hear Mark’s laughter in the background. 

“Y/N, d-do you want me to pass the phone to Mark?”

“N-no,” you quickly say out, pausing a little. Hiccups leaving your lips, “d-don’t… please,”

“Okay?” Johnny replies in uncertainty, “Are you… okay? Should I beat Mark up?” he jokes. 

You couldn’t bring yourself to smile. “How is he doing?” you whisper, but Johnny could hear very clearly. 

You assumed that he had moved somewhere else since you can’t hear the boys screaming in the background. 

“Did something happen?” Johnny asks, “I’m not with them right now, so you can tell me.”

You remember the last time you had last talked to Mark.

It has been exactly 5 days since the both of you last texted— or even called. You weren’t sure why or how it happened. 

It had taken a big toll on you— you couldn’t focus during lessons and you had spent most of the nights wide awake, thinking what had gone wrong. You had contemplated multiple times whether you should send him a text, but every time you push yourself to say something, you would always remember how busy he is. 

“We haven’t been talking for a while,” you answer painfully, “but he’s doing fine, right?”

You hope he’s doing fine.

You hear Johnny lets out an agitated sigh, “Don’t worry Y/N, I’ll go talk to him, okay?”

“Just… don’t stress him out even more.”

“I won’t. Just… stop crying over him, okay?” he says, “Mark is an idiot, he’s not worth crying over.”

A small giggle leaves your lips, “you sound like a girl right now,”

-Day 61

(12:12AM) Mark: hey babe

(12:12AM) Mark: johnny just talked to me about what happened

(12:13AM) Mark: can we talk?

(12:45AM) You: okay

(12:45AM) Mark: great, I’ll call you

(12:45AM) You: no

(12:46AM) You: we’ll text

(12:46AM) You: here

You just know that you would be a sobbing mess once you hear Mark’s voice. 

(12:46AM) Mark: oh

(12:46AM) Mark: okay

(12:46AM) Mark: youre okay tho

(12:47AM) Mark: right

(12:52AM) You: mhm

(12:52AM) Mark: that’s great um

(12:52AM) Mark: i didn’t know you were feeling that way

(12:53AM) Mark: i’ve been so busy lately i forgot to text or call you

(12:53AM) Mark: and that is not your fault at all

(12:53AM) Mark: i shouldn’t be acting like that in the first place

(12:54AM) Mark: its just really hard with timezones and everything

(12:54AM) Mark: especially with the comeback and all

(12:54AM) You: what are you saying mark?

(12:55AM) Mark: what?

(12:58AM) You: are you breaking up with me?

(12:58AM) Mark: wat? no. what.

(12:58AM) You: wait so we’re not breaking up?

(12:58AM) Mark: what

(12:58AM) Mark: no of course not what are you saying?

(12:59AM) You: I DON’T KNOW 

(12:59AM) You: i thought you wanted to break up

(12:59AM) Mark: no I don’t want to what the fuck

(12:59AM) You: so we’re good now right?

-Day 51

 Soft melodies were playing in the background while the both of you were doing different things. 

You were sitting on your chair, your elbows pressing painfully against your desk, working on your homework diligently. Your phone was perched on your lamp, making sure Mark could see your face.

Your boyfriend was laying on his bed with a notebook laying in front of him, a pen in his hand while he thought of lyrics. He had his legs swinging back and forth behind him cutely. 

You exhale loudly as you re-read the same question over and over again. 

Mark immediately looks up, “you okay?”

You hum without even looking at him before you continued doing your work. 

Mark decides to leave you alone as to not distract you. He rests his cheek against his arm as he tries to think of another sentence to finish the song he was working on. 

His eyes slowly dart towards you who had their eyebrows furrowed cutely, a pout plastered on your lips, baby hairs littering against your forehead and cheeks. 

Without even realising, a small smile spreads across Mark’s lips. His breath slows down as he relaxed and stares at your figure. 

Multiple sentences that could be used as lyrics flooded through his head. He quickly sits up to write the flood of inspiration that was bursting through his veins. 

-Day 43

(2:53AM) boyfie: duuudee!!

(2:53AM) boyfie: vlive!!

(2:53AM) boyfie: quick!!!!!

(3:15AM) You: omg ok give me a sec

(3:15AM) You: I just woke up

With a yawn, you open the vlive app and click on the NCT127 page to enter the live your boyfriend was doing. 

‘Hi’ you type in the comment section. You stare at your boyfriend, scanning his facial expression to notice your comment. 

Exactly 5 seconds later, a huge grin spreads across his lips as he looks up at the camera to wave. 

It eased you to know that he was waving at you, for you. Maybe you were being selfish, but you were glad that Mark was yours. Although it does get on your nerves when you see your friends post about how much he loves your boyfriend. 

‘mark is so handsome’ you typed. 

Unfortunately, Mark didn’t notice your comment, but Donghyuck did. Donghyuck nudges your boyfriend, who immediately responded, turning to look at him. 

His friend showed him your comment, which your boyfriend immediately smiles to. 

‘I love mark lee so much!!!’

A few seconds later Mark creates a small heart at the camera before looking away with crimson red cheeks. 

-Day 38

“So you and Mina, huh?” you say bitterly, rolling your eyes. 

You were referring to the interaction between the two when Mina was leaving music bank. You might’ve been slightly jealous of the chemistry between the two, especially when all the fans would ship the both of them.

Mark can only watch you in amusement, a small smile playing along his lips. 

“Is she better than me?” you say sarcastically, clicking your tongue, 

You envied their friendship. Someone who was merely a friend was able to see your boyfriend so easily. 

His face softens, “you know she’s not like that, baby,” his tone was soft, easy to persuade you. 

Baby. You wanted to scoff at that. He only used that term when he was trying to win your heart. 

You huff, crossing your arms violently. “You’re always with her!”

He chuckles, looking down at his phone before looking back up at you quickly.

You pout at the boy through the screen, “you love me more, right Mark?”

He sarcastically rolls his at your question. What kind of question was that?

His face scrunches in disgust, “Firstly, I don’t even love Mina that way, babe,” he tells you, “and secondly, the only person I love you, alright? So stop being jealous you wimp.”

“Wimp?” you scoff, “and you’re my boyfriend?”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Just as you were about to respond to him, your phone vibrated with a notification. You look down and gaped. 

_happiness_o wants to send you a message.

“Mark…”

You unlocked your phone to see the message that Mina was trying to send you.

“You told her?!” you exclaimed, looking up at your boyfriend who was stifling  his laughter. “Mark! Why would you do that?!” you whine, throwing your phone next to you. 

“In my defence, I didn’t tell her to send you a text,” he says, “I was just talking about how cute you were being!”

-Day 22

You were laying on your side, deep in a slumber while Mark stares at you lovingly. 

Your cheek pressed cutely against your pillow which made your lips pout cutely. The little pieces of hair adorning your temples and cheeks only made Mark want to push it back against your ear. Something he would do every time you were sleeping with him. 

He suddenly got an idea and fishes out his phone, searching a filter that he had saved for this particular moment.

He clicks on the filter, waiting for it to load for a moment, before adjusting the angle so the filter could scan his face properly. Once he was sure it won’t budge, he presses record. 

‘your soulmate is sleeping right now’

A sad smile adorns his lips, looking at you through the screen. He flips the camera, zooming into your sleeping form then ending the video. 

Mark was quite hesitant to post it since he was never the type to post about his relationship with you. But these past few days has been hitting him differently. 

He missed you so much, he swore he could go crazy. He had spent another unreasonable amount on you again. He couldn’t even sleep because you were always stuck on his mind.

He bit his lip anxiously before posting the video on his Instagram story. He noticed how your phone vibrated right when it was uploaded— you had his notifications on.

-Day 15

“So it’s gonna be forever~” you sing loudly, pointing your hairbrush to Mark who was laughing loudly through the screen. 

“Or it’s gonna go down in flames…” he sings off tune. 

While you were busy singing and dancing from all Taylor Swift’s song, Mark had stealthily recorded you with his phone to upload them on his private Instagram. 

‘idiot. But my idiot’ he captioned before tagging you and posting it on his page. 

“Sing with me, Mark!” you shout, looking at your boyfriend. “Cherry lips, crystal skies, I could show you incredible things,” you sang, pointing at Mark. 

Your boyfriend blushes when he realizes you were singing to him. 

You cough loudly before clearing your throat after blaring out lyrics to Taylor swift. You reach for your cup of water before gulping it down. 

“What song should we sing to next?” you ask, scrolling down through you and Mark’s playlist. The both of you had shared one account ever since he found out the both of you shared the same music taste. 

“Should we do a rap?” he suggests. 

You smirk up at him, “oooh, because you’re a rapper, huh? Okay, okay.”

You thumb press on ‘Beauty and a Beat’ by Justin Bieber and Nicki Minaj. 

“I’m a better rapper than you, Mark Lee,” you shout at your boyfriend before rapping to Nicki Minaj’s part. 

It was so adorable at how you stumbled over some words, or when you had your eyebrows furrowed trying to rap to the lyrics.

At this moment, Mark thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. You had your hair tied up in the ugliest bun he has ever seen, but you looked so adorable, especially in the huge t-shirt you were wearing. But most importantly, the huge grin plastered on your lips and tint of red adorning your cheeks, puts a smile on Mark’s face.

Right when the song has ended, you let out a tired sigh, lying against your bed. 

“Am I better than you, Markie?”

He bit back a smile and nodded, “you should replace me in NCT, babe,”

You pretend to think, “I should, shouldn’t I?”

-Day 7

You were talking about Mark about your friend who had pissed you off earlier today.

He shrugs, “honestly, I saw that coming. I never liked her,”

You groan, throwing your head back, “I know right,” you stress, “I should’ve listened to you,”

Mark rests his cheek against his palm, “so what are you going to do?”

You pout, “I don’t know. What should I do, Mark?”

Your boyfriend hums, thinking for a while, “I think it’s best if you cut her off. She doesn’t deserve you, babe.”

You let out an aspirated sigh, frowning. “she was just a close friend…” you trailed off sadly. 

“I know, baby,” he coos, “but your mental health is important too.”

Your eyes widen cutely, “I love you,”

That caught your boyfriend off-guard, his eyes widen in awe. “w-what, don’t be weird!” he sputters out.

“You’re weird!” you bite back. 

-Day 3

“Mark,” you call out, your boyfriend immediately humming. “I learnt a new tiktok dance,”

He raises his eyebrows. He has never downloaded Tiktok but he knows how much you love the app. Most of the time the both of you were calling, you would be scrolling through the app, sending him links of videos that you found funny. 

It was a secret: Mark never actually watches the video. But you do not need to know that. 

“Show me, baby,”

You stood up, adjusting your laptop in a decent position. You reach for your phone to play the music before you started dancing. 

Mark recognized the song as Savage. It was a song that Taeyong would constantly play. 

Your boyfriend’s eyes widen in bewilderment, amazed at how good you were at dancing.

“Woah, woah,” he gapes when you started throwing back. 

When the song ended, you ambled towards your laptop, “how was it? Was I good? Was I as good as Taeyong and Johnny?”

He rolls his eyes at that, “do you do it to other people?”

“What?”

“The throwing back thing,”

Ah. He was jealous. 

You shrug, looking away from his intense gaze, “I don’t know. I was planning to ask some of my friends about their opinion.”

“Y/N,” he says sternly.

“I was joking! Jeez. You’re such a party pooper.” 

-Day 2

You laid on your side, your arm supporting your head. A movie was playing on your laptop screen but you could only stare at Mark’s face. 

He was busy laughing at one of the scenes but you couldn’t focus from his handsome face. 

He was wearing the ugly black glasses that he chose a few weeks ago, but he still looked so good in your eyes. His black hair was styled messily from laying around.

“Babe, are you watching?” his eyes widen cutely after sensing how quiet you were being. 

“I am,” you mumble out, but your eyes never leaved your boyfriend’s screen.

“Okay,” he whispers, resting his body as he continued watching the movie that was played on the screen. 

At this moment in time, you wanted to tell Mark how much you love him. You wanted to smother him in kisses.

“Mark,” you called. You realise how he had paused the movie that was playing to listen to you. “I love you,” you tell him. 

Mark was frozen for a second, confused yet flustered by your sudden confusion. He smirks, playing the movie, “weirdo. I love you too, you cutie.”

-Day 1

(11:01PM) bub: babyyyy hiiiii

(11:01PM) bub: wanna call ;)

(11:05PM) bub: hello why r u not replying

(11:05PM) bub: it’s only 11 there

(11:10PM) bub: I know youre not asleep babe

(11:10PM) bub: arghhh

(11:10PM) bub: are you asleep????

(11:10PM) bub: :(

(11:10PM) bub: well ok gn bb I’ll talk to you tmr

(11:10PM) bub: love youuuu

D-DAY

You were laying on Mark’s bed restlessly, waiting for your boyfriend to reach his dorm. When you heard the door unlock, a grin spread across your lips when you saw your boyfriend walk in. 

“Hi Mark,” you greet, waving at your boyfriend.

Mark looks up at you and nods, “hi y/n,” he says back before turning the other way to go to the bathroom.

You bit back a smile quietly, giving him a minute to realise. You quietly stood up by the bed to amble towards your boyfriend.

“Wait,” he pauses, turning around slowly, his eyes widening at the sight of you walking up to him, “w-what? Is this real? y/n?”

You smile at him, spreading your arms, waiting for him to tackle you in a hug. “I’m here, baby.”

“Oh my god,” he breathes out before rushing towards you to pull you against his chest. “You’re here, oh my god,”

You rest your head on his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. You’ve missed the moment for so long. For more than 3 months, you had to live without Mark’s presence.

He pulls you away, his hand gripping your shoulder tightly. “How— what are you doing here?!” he exclaims. 

Your cheeks were hurting from smiling so much, “to see you, of course!”

“You surprised me!” he exclaims, pulling you in for another hug, “oh my god, you scared me so much, I love you so much. When did you get here? You didn’t answer my texts yesterday!”

“I love you too and I was in the plane, I couldn’t text you back,” you reply, however your voice was muffled by the black cotton shirt he was wearing. You pull away, looking up at him, “are you not going to kiss me?” you asked abruptly.

He looks down at you with wide eyes, “w-what. That is so sudden, don’t say that!” he stutters out, looking away from you. 

You pout at him, wrapping your arms around his neck, “what? I came all the way here, didn’t get enough sleep just to see my boyfriend but he won’t kiss me?”

He scowls at you, his arm dropping to rest around your waist. He leans down to connect both your lips. You felt your heart spark when you felt his lips graze against yours. 

You didn’t even realise you were pulling him down even more to kiss him deeper. Mark’s grip on your waist tightened, pulling you even closer. 

“Ah, the kids have finally met,” you heard someone say from behind you two. 

Mark and you pull away breathlessly, his lips tinted a bright shiny red. The both of you turn around to see Taeil standing at the door. 

Your boyfriend whines, “Go away, Hyung,”

[carnationcreation]

Can you do a Reggie x reader where the reader is Luke little sister and also in the band who been dating Reggie before they died behind her brother back . And now that they ghost Reggie out them which makes Luke and her fight . Then Luke doesn’t speak to her for awhile only to see how much the reader and reggie really love each other he apologizes then.

TITLE:  Secrets (JATP Reggie x reader)

(Reggie x reader, Luke x sister!reader)

✌🏻Masterlist Taglist, Requests, and Works in progress!

Request: yes!

Prompt/summary:  Reader and Reggie were dating in 1995, what happens when her brother finds out in 2020?

Word Count: 1,295

Authors note: special thanks to my proofreaders, @dr-rigatoni 

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It had been two years of them dating in 1995 and Luke still hadn’t noticed. 

Even after 25 years of them being dead, he still hadn’t noticed. (Y/n) counted that as an accomplishment. Her boyfriend Reggie did not like sneaking around, hiding their relationship from her brother, but the girl insisted, knowing what the consequences might be if they were caught. 

“Why can’t we just tell him?”

“Reggie, I don’t want to come between you guys. You’re best friends; you’re my best friends. I don’t want to be the reason the band fights. We just need to be patient.”

After Julie got them back to the real world it was a hard adjustment. Apparently, 90’s fashion is considered cringey now. Luckily she could stay behind the scenes, helping write songs and edit videos. 

“For a 42-year-old girl you sure can edit videos really well,” Julie laughed.

“This is amazing! If I had had this back in high school I would’ve been the most popular kid in school.” 

“So,” Julie said flopping down on the bed, “what are you going to do about Reggie and Luke?”

(Y/) sighed, “I don’t know. I should tell him soon but there’s never a good time.”

“The longer you wait the angrier he’s going to be when he finds out.”

“I know,” (Y/n) put her head in her hands.

“You’ll figure it out, I know you can,” Julie said, ruffling (Y/n)’s hair as she walked away.

At least now when Reggie and (Y/n) snuck out it was easier yet harder at the same time. On one hand, they could teleport to anywhere they knew, on the other hand, so could Luke. They had to choose places he wouldn’t think to look and come up with game plans for if he accidentally showed up somewhere. 

“Reggie,” (Y/n) giggled, “We have to go soon, the bands probably waiting on us.”

Reggie smiled as he placed a few more kisses on the girl’s face before grabbing her hand and teleporting back outside of the garage.

“Where have you two been?” Alex said, bringing Luke and Julie’s attention to the late band members walking through the door.

“Uhhh-”

(Y/n) spoke for him, “We went down to the boulevard to hang up flyers for this weekend's show. Like Julie asked me to.”

Julie’s eyebrows furrowed before she saw the mock flyers in the girl’s hand and decided to let it go.

“You two went alone?” Luke asked suspiciously.

“Yeah…” (Y/n) said quietly. Panic quickly rose in her mind as she tried to find another way out of this, “I- didn’t want to go alone! So Reggie offered to help me.”

She nudged the boy’s elbow telling him it was his turn, “Yeah! I mean, I just didn’t want her to be alone and have something happen.”

Luke seemed to accept that answer, “Next time I can go with you (Y/n).”

(Y/n) smiled before giving Reggie’s arm a squeeze and sitting down on the couch to watch practice.

A few days later the couple found themselves in a rather troubling situation.

Band practice had been going as normal for the most part. (Y/n), Julie, and Luke had all been working tirelessly on this new song and everyone was very happy with it.

(Y/n) leaned over to continue on a new verse, her hair fell down in her face and Reggie pushed it back behind her ear without a second thought.

 The action didn’t go unnoticed by Luke.

“So,” he said, placing his guitar on the stand and leaning back in his chair, “When were you two gonna tell me?”

(Y/n) looked over at Reggie confused.

“What do you mean man?”

“I mean when were you going to tell me you had a thing for my little sister?”

Reggie's face went pale and (Y/n) started to blush.

Reggie finally spoke up, “Dude, why would you think that?”

“It all makes sense now, why you guys are always missing and come back together, why (Y/n) always saves a spot next to her for you at dinner, why you always look for her first in the crowd. I thought it was because you were best friends. Why would you go behind my back like this?”

Julie tried to step in, “Luke they-”

“Stop it,” he snapped, “I really don’t want to hear it.”

Luke stood up and disappeared from the room leaving a distraught (Y/n) and shocked Julie.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Following that incident, Luke refused to talk to Reggie or (Y/n). Most days (Y/n) had to excuse herself from practice to go and hide her tears in the bathroom of the garage. Reggie always came to check on her after practice.

When Julie walked in on Reggie holding a sobbing (Y/n) she finally snapped back.

“What did you say to her?” she said as she stormed back into the garage.

Luke looked up confused, “Who?”

“(Y/n)! She’s outside sobbing and I want to know what the heck you said to my best friend.”

“I just said I didn’t want to talk to someone who keeps secrets.”

Julie rolled her eyes, “So you’re just going to ignore the fact that you go to your parents’ house without telling her?”

“That’s different,” he scoffed as he put his guitar back into its stand.

“How is it any different?” Julie threw her hands up, “Your sister is out there heartbroken because what she did to try and protect the band is blowing up in her face. She only hid it from you because she didn’t want it to affect how you see Reggie! Luke, if you don’t fix this now I’m not coming to the next performance.”

Luke gawked as Julie turned on her heel and walked out.

When Luke finally came to his senses he left the garage in search of his sister. He found her in the driveway, being held by Reggie as tears ran down her face.

“Hey,” he said, Reggie looked up with a frown on his face, “Can I talk to (Y/n) for a minute?”

(Y/n) wiped the tears away with the back of her hand and nodded at her concerned boyfriend. Reggie gave her a kiss on the forehead as he left.

“(Y/n)...”

She sniffled and held back more tears, “Luke if you don’t want me around just say it. I won’t show up to practices anymore and-”

“That’s not what I want you to do.”

“Then what?” she looked up at him and his heart broke.

 Standing in front of him was his little sister, the little sister he hurt by his own words. 

“(Y/n), I’m so sorry. I acted so stupid. I promise I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I just don’t want you to be hurt by anyone.”

(Y/n) wiped her tears away, “You think Reggie would hurt me?”

“No! No. I just… I don’t want to have to beat up any boy for hurting you. I guess... if anyone’s going to be a good choice for you it would be him. I promise I won’t bother you guys about it anymore,” he said, putting his hands on her shoulders.

“Promise?”

Luke nodded and wiped away his sister’s tears with his thumb. (Y/n) pulled him into a tight hug.

“Band practice is canceled!” Julie yelled.

(Y/n) turned to Luke and smiled.

“Go, you guys can go,” Luke said.

(Y/n) stood on her toes to kiss her brother on the cheek. Reggie walked down the steps, catching his girlfriend as she jumped into his arms. Both of them giggling.

Julie walked up to Luke, “You did good.”

“I hope so,” Luke sighed, “Cause it’d be a shame if I had to punch my best friend.”

Julie laughed, “They’ll be fine.”

Luke and Julie smiled as they watched the two run off hand in hand.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[watchinglikeafangirl]

I'm sick of the BL industry

To be honest, yesterday, I was very close to stop watching BLs - or I should say Thai BLs - because I lost hope things will take a good turn. It was just a thought I had for a second and it may not seem like an important decision that would change my life. It wouldn't affect me much to return to Netflix but it wouldn't mean anything better. The Thai BL industry has the same problems as Hollywood, so why bother what to consume, right?

And it's not like every BL is problematic behind the scenes and it's the same with Hollywood. To be real here, I only watch Thai BLs because I like the language, food and culture in general. And because it's about love no matter the gender in a very romantic and innocent way. I spend years with American shows and watching something from Southeast Asia is very different. I can't name the difference, but it's huge.

But the Thai BL industry has a bit of an image problem going on right now and I'm very curious how things will turn out and if shows like "call it what you want" or "lovely writer" can actually start a debate about abuse and binding contracts because they are immense problems, I'm gonna talk about here.

Casting

It all starts with the casting. Mostly, actors are being casted who are already famous on social media and I get the strategy. The company can generate more fame and popularity of the show but isn't it enough to cast one famous person and that's it? I don't know anything about BL actors to be honest, so I can't say if they were that famous before or not but even if they weren't, then they are mostly casted for a supporting role and are not the protagonist or his love interest. Mostly, I know the actors from somewhere else and it's sad and unfair for the other actors who don't even stand a chance to get the main role. If you are not famous, you won't get there, and that's clearly inequal.

Binding contracts

So, these people get casted and are now part of the crew. The next problem is the contract they have to sign. I have never seen one of those, so I can't say anything credible about it, but what I can figure out is: the contracts must be very long and detailed. The contracts are the real problem here because they put up boundaries and build lines that shouldn't be crossed that are unnecessary and even though the actors can hide it, something seems off. My favourite example is Saint because he seems nice and all but I always have the feeling he fakes everything and I can't tell were his true self begins and his professional one ends. I find it kind of creepy because I can't figure him out and feel like he's broken or at least, hates his job sometimes. I don't know. These contracts lead actors to fake their whole life, lose their identity and turn them into a**holes. It really makes me sad because these people are obviously scared of saying something wrong because then they would be over. What kind of working atmosphere is that? It's not healthy - that's clear - and the actors are always very distant with each other. It's obvious the things they say, do and laugh about are only said, done and funny when the camera is rolling and it's something I really don't like. I deteste fakery and that's why I don't like certain BL casts because I feel like they are pretending so much they don't like each other off camera at all.

Certain people have too much power

People in high positions definetely have too much power over the actors, directors and the whole crew itself. It's not only the binding contracts. What the trailer of "call it what you want" already addressed was way more than that. They are controlled and surpressed. Simply put, the companies and CEO's don't always see them as humans with a soul. It's really extreme and I know, it's not like that with every BL but I also know, it's the case with enough of them. Tracking your phone, getting you fired if you save the wrong number and keeping you apart from the outside are just the three things mentioned in the trailer.

Of course, there's also the problem with sexual harrasment and it's not only a problem, it's a challenge a whole generation has to face. After watching the video "BL: Broken Fantasy" I felt really stupid because someone who was interviewed was saying the BL industry is acting the same as Hollywood, and of course it does but I never saw it this way. Now I feel stupid for being blinded by all the promotion, shiny music videos and happy interviews because in the end it's also just a film industry, so why would things be different behind closed doors? Then of course, sexual harrasment happens a lot and even abuse. I'm even more mad now that I think about all the BL actors who also never spoke up. There must me billions of people worldwide... anyway, turning back, I just wanted to say that CEO's of production companies in Thailand can be as pathetic as the ones in America and sexual abuse is still a thing no one talks about.

Atmosphere on set

As a BL actor, you go to the casting because you personally have no problem with kissing another man. What still surprises me is actors saying they were not as open-minded when they started filming but understand the conflict much better now after they were acting it out and can even imagine falling for someone with the same gender. I thought every one of them doesn't care, but I guess they do.

What really disgusted me in the video "BL: Broken Fantasy" was when this director was talking about the camera man turning away to vomit when the BL leads would kiss. I have no words for how disgusting, inhumane and respectless this is. He even said, the whole crew tends to be homophobic which is like what the f**k?! And he added, he was surprised when he was shooting a film with a japanese crew that offended no one which is so low standard, it's sad. No wonder the atmosphere between the actors and crew behind the scenes looks tense and not that close.

Fanservice

So, here's the problem I've been thinking about for some time now because it's the most viewable one and appears everywhere. I hate fanservice. I just want a normal boring interview with the actors and I'm happy but I stopped watching interviews with BL leads because it's packed with so much wannabe-cutesy fanservice, it's actually uncomfortable. What I don't like about it is that it looks so forced and fake. You can tell just by watching they are only doing it because the contracts say so. They gain money - and I don't believe it's just a bit - to make the fans happy. It's just a part of the promotion but it leads to many problematic situations with fans. I'm not saying Hollywood is much different. During the red carpet shows are so many screaming, crying and fading fans, it's ridicolous. I'm not such a fan and will never be because I don't sympathize with this kind of cult. But at least I feel like Hollywood kind of protects their stars more. In the BL industry the fans can get very close and the promotion is more about the shipping couple than the show itself which causes these big personality cults I already addressed here.

I have two examples: MaxTul and SaintZee. They are not so different when it comes to fanservice but their chemistries are not comparable. MaxTul seem to care about each other whereas SaintZee don't seem to be very close. MaxTul have fun and much of it is fanservice which gets cut into cringey edits on YT but they have a vibe. They look each other in the eyes and know what the other thinks - at least, I have the feeling they do. Their whole friendship looks honest and healthy. In contrast, SaintZee were pretending a lot. It's pretty clear, it was all for the fanservice. They touched so much, it hurt because they wanted to please the production company and follow their contract and out of fear to do something wrong, they overdid it. And then, they had a fallout which wasn't very surprising, because I believe the atmosphere between them was very tense and all that touching was too much.

End

In conclusion, I hope things will change but it's such a long process, it's gonna take years. Now the BL industry doesn't look very bright in my eyes and it's gonna take a while to convince me otherwise. So, I decided for myself that I can consume the shows but won't care about the promotion any more.

I was too close to quit watching yesterday to just ignore it. I got mad again while writing this so I'm just gonna say, I will definetely watch "lovely writer" and "call it what you want" until the end because I wanna know more about this. I wanna know more about what happens behind the scenes.

Anyway, I hope I haven't turned your mood down 🙃