#screaming crying throwing up tyvm

[blmpff]

KIM JI HOON 25.05.24

[dark-nekofear]

tagged by @kukiyuuri ur so sweet ty for the tag <3

ONE. Are you named after anyone?

*Office stare* whatever gave u that impression? :3c

yea my queer ass swiped Roxas' name as my own. I had a major identity crisis after leaving a cult a decade ago so it kinda felt fitting to pick the name with his own history with cults & identity issues hehe

2. When was the last time you cried?

couple days ago, tho I have a very hard time crying anymore. thaaaat's probs not good ^^;; I used to be a huge crybaby.

3. Do you have kids?

thankfully not. I'm enough work as is tyvm

4. What sports do you play? have you played?

I played street hockey with my neighbors quite a bit growing up, tho it was rather short-lived when they suddenly had a problem with playing with a girl (boy do I have news for them). in high school I joined the tennis team. I wasn't stellar at it but I had a blast. wish there were more opportunities to play but that requires other ppl wanting to play.

these days I've been reconnecting with my childhood love of rollerblading. I'm close to being as good as I used to be which is so exciting cuz there's so much I never mastered! so I'm about to cross over into new territory!

5. Do you use sarcasm?

what's sarcasm? ovo

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

looking at the world thru an artist's lens, I notice things like posture, expression, body language first. which can tell u a lot about a person in the moment without a word being spoken.

7. What's your eye color?

blue! I think they're turning gray as I get older which is kinda cool but also a little sad.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

depends on my mood; both are good. so long as the story is told well anything goes really.

9. Any talents?

I suffer from the good at the arts but bad at everything modern society deems useful disease. my main talent is probs drawing, writing coming second (if I ever get the spoons to do it again). I'm also decent at singing with my long history with choir & leading worship services.

10. Where were u born?

the most boring place on earth -- the US Midwest. Siri, play "Sidewalks" by Story of the Year.

11. What are your hobbies?

a lot of my free time lately has been getting back into studying languages. I'm mostly focused on Japanese atm but I'm also at an intermediate level in German & conversational in ASL.

I game quite a bit too, primarily retro games. *screaming crying throwing up that PS2-era is now considered retro* seldom do I play things upon release except of KH.

oh, I'm also a casual fashion doll collector (mostly Barbie & Monster High). old media as well (vhs, retro games, music, etc). lost media & preservation of the arts in general really interests me.

I play guitar a bit too but lol I suck at it.

other hobbies previously touched on in earlier q's include drawing, skating, singing & writing. :3c

12. Do you have any pets?

I have a kitty! she's a dilute calico & a huge diva cuz she knows she's gorgeous. she's loud af just like me & loves talking to her fave humans in the sassiest tone possible.

13. How tall are u?

not tall enough. 165cm

14. Favorite subjects in school?

German (easily my best subject), art & English.

15. Dream job?

I've been thinking a lot about circling back to an old dream job. something utilizing my knack for picking up languages. maybe interpreting or teaching? I'd really like to go back to school so I can maybe have a decent shot at something overseas. where? I'm still deciding. being trans kinda complicates it a bit. with that in mind & having several instances of homelessness this past decade I've concluded the US isn't a viable place for me to continue living. I have a unique opportunity to rebuild rn & I intend to utilize it. even if that means allowing my art to return to being just a hobby.

ahh! sorry I'm totally ending this on a bummer note huh? uhh uhh... puppies! think of puppies!! & kitties!!!

anyway, I'll tag uhh... whoever wants to do this? >w<; u can obvi say I tagged ya.

[tired-bisexual-brainrot]

yea like we used to talk everyday and now it just feels weird 😍 their birthday is coming up next week actually and they’re inviting me and their friend whom i do not know, hoping to god it won’t be as awkward as ik it will be 🥰🤞🏻

hey wifey i’m bored wanna get remarried 😍😍💖💞

omg yes wifey rn😍😍🤭🤭🤭🤭💕💕💕💕

we can bond over losing our irl besties😅😅😭

[alberivh]

houesewives / househusband hc’s + Xiao+ Albedo + Kaeya + Diluc

SCREAMS INCOHERENT SCREAMING HEAD IN HANDDS

househusband headcannons! <3 pt.1

diluc , kaeya (seperate) x gn!reader (for diluc’s part, there would be scriptwriter readers and roleplays)

a/n : this is a pure fluff headcannons of genshin characters as househusband, there would be many cussing here so be prepared. i don’t have the energy to make one shot so accept this love xoxo AND THANK YOU VERY MUCH MIKA FOR REQUESTING THIS!! (I’ll make the other character in the next part since i have a very short time to do all of this; tyvm once again!)

Kaeya is a fucking menace. a househusband and a menace to your own household. This man could literally tease you as if his wrist were broken after cooking or running house errands so he could get some cuddles or help from you. It would immediately panicked you, but seeing you so worked up make kaeya concerned.

“dear, dear..why are you panicking? I was just joking..” picking up the bandages and medication supplies that you almost throw to his face, you exhale a deep breath before you cuss out his name. Kaeya fucking alberich, you bastard. he already ran away btw, so you miss your chance to throw the bandages into his smug ass face.

aside from getting you irritated, his wonderful cooking would make you forgive him in any second. He is a good chef, even better than his own brother to be specific. But this man could make you feel as if you’re going to be poisoned, because how unusual his food decoration is. It’s beautiful indeed but why does it look so..realistic?

He packs your lunch with love, no to be specific, questions. Kaeya would cooked you steak for lunch and goulash for the night…? You might questioned it but really, his unpredictable nature are the reason why’d you married him in the first place. Even sometimes, he would cooked you hashbrown for lunch and a classic inazuman’s delicacy, onigiri’s for the night. But really, if i have to say, the taste of his creations never failed to make you satisfied for the whole day.

His brain malfunctions at cleaning. He could clean basic household stuff and such. but sometimes, he uses the dish soap to clean the floor because he couldn’t found any difference between the smell nor the ingredients of both of the soaps. But don’t worry, after you lectured him, he’ll be more aware of this, or so you think..kaeya still needs your help at this subject, so please help him before he destruct your own resident.

at your birthday / marriage anniversary he’ll buy you plushies and treat you to a fancy dinner. He would teased you and showered you with compliment, you probably get home with a very radiant soft blush on your cheeks or messy hair because of kaeya’s headpat.

“your hair is very beautiful tonight darling…mind your husband destruct it?”

“No please don’t kaeya, it’s been 3 years since we’re married don’t y—“ and yeah, he did it. But don’t worry he’ll repay his apology with sweet kisses, so even if your hair looked messy your glance would always be neat as possible because of kaeya’s lingering sweetness. You turn into a flustering mess and kaeya…yeah he just laugh it off.

although, kaeya is a very kindhearted husband. If you need any help, you could rely on him. If you need a shoulder to cry, you could laid your head on his wide shoulders. And if you drown to a sudden exhaustion, don’t worry, kaeya is here to soothes you to rest. He assures your protection to be his number one priority. You are everything to him after all, he couldn’t bare to see you sick nor exhausted that would be horrendous.

Diluc would be the gentleman type of househusband, A literall polar-opposite to his brother, Kaeya. If he wants you to help him with errands or cooking he would do some sort of persuasions and as he expected, you would do it without any sort of hesitation. It’s a fair share of works after all, why’d won’t you do it anyways?

“It has been a while since i saw you cook..why won’t you try it just for this night?” , he pleaded to your ears. It tickles your fancy and flustering cheeks to a mess. Knowing if you stayed would just make your blush look more like a fresh apple near the winery state. He would ask if you need help or such, but maybe treating him for once would be great, so you decided to let him rest for a while, waiting for his treat to be cooked. Diluc is already a great househusband to begin with, so treating him with his favorite food and his lover cooking wouldn’t be much of a pain.

at your early marriage months, diluc is..very not so conducive with his now life. From a bachelor to a househusband, a whole new twist on his life. Actually, diluc is kind of a mess at cooking, so he needs you to teach him some of the basic to make the kitchen more in a manners instead of a mess. His creation are really good..but sometimes, it take him for about 2 hours to finish such a delicacy which you found to be not-so-efficient. Obviously, you still eat his food, lecturing him would be a waste if the food get cold sooner or after.

He’s a fast learner, so don’t worry. If you lectured him once, then there would be no mess for the second trials. He would learn about cleaning, house errands, and how to take care of his sweetheart gardens of flowers before he even proposed to you. Better be prepared for the future y’know, he told you.

He would give you tons of cuddles everytime you comeback late. If kaeya gives you kisses then, diluc gives you embracements and words of affirmation. He loved it whenever you reply back with kisses or simple words like ‘i love you’ . It’s enough for him to be happy. If you’re really tired and ended up sleeping in the dinner table, he would carry you to bed and sleep with you by snuggling his face to your chest. A habbit which diluc wouldn’t bare to change for the better.

Diluc has always lend you his jacket ever since he became a househusband and whenever you went to work. It’s not because he had no chance to accompany you to work, no..he just wanted to be cocky for once and it’s the only way for you to be protected. His jacket are known by the treasure hoarders, known to be the once darknight hero attire. He also wants the folks of monstadt knew who’d you belong to and why is it diluc ragnvindr? Donna who saw this almost fainted to the ground, but flora immediatly closed her eyes as soon as possible. “Use the jacket, they know who you belong to..always.”

EXTRA :: Diluc loves it when he had the chance to play with you aside from your work as a scriptwriter. Not to be a child-again or anything, he would just want you to be on his side. If you were in the mood to roleplay as a noble then he would be your servant. No fuck i mean, butler! The reason he thinks it nice to be a butler is the way they act so formally yet so elegant. Diluc has always been impressed with his butlers since he was a kid. So he always try to impress himself by acting the way they are. His acting are actually quite amazing, you who only watch the actors performance from your script are none to diluc’s play.

TAGLIST : @mika-zuko , @zierx, @childeluv @urujiako , @chichikoi , @noirkkat

i love butler!diluc so much, in fact i still have another version of this brainrot

[certifiedceraunophile]

Just came up with the most INSANELY amazing plot bunny I have ever had the honor of harbouring in my glitter graveyard...........like it’s SO GOOD YÁLL I’M GONNA CRY

and it’s for my wife @bellemorte180 and jfc this is the most fun I’ve ever had plot bunnying, Erica and I have decided to keep mum on the details but basically it all started with me desperately wanting Caroline to commit mass and I mean massively MASS genocide against humanity and enlist the originals help for the same and I just didnt know how to do that though.....like what could possibly be the reason and so I started working backwards from genocide went to a lot of disturbing places along the way but finally ended w Caroline as an xyz Earth Goddess (not yet sure on the mythology) who’s been slumbering for the past 3-4 millenniums and has now woken up to the utter shitshow that is humanity and our world-wide war against Mother Nature, and Caroline is pissed at how humans have essentially destroyed large chunks of her planet irrevocably and are continuing to do the same to the rest, so she starts a series of plagues that basically makes human’s drop dead like flies all over the world, I’m not gonna say more bc that will give away too much but Klaus falls for Caroline w/o knowing she’s the earth goddess who’s doing all of this and the feral shit that he is, after learning that Caroline is actually the earth goddess he’s a tiny bit cautious of an unbeatable being, a little bit amused that she’s committing mass genocide in the most organized colour coded binder with laminated flash cards way possible, a LOT horny at the absolute livid divinity of her and just largely still nicely whipped and smitten for her bc seriously tho why wouldnt he be I mean he doesnt bloody care for humanity as long as all the art and music and culture is preserved which obviously Caroline does, she’s not an uncultured plebe tyvm and is very happy going on murder sprees with his favourite goddess as humans die right left and centre. 

like yes yes its a bit depraved but erica enjoys it and its a gift for her and I always have loved a healthy dose of massacres and mass murdering in the content I consume so no really we are not taking criticism 

BUT THAT’S NOT EVEN THE PART I’M MOST EXCITED FOR AND OH MY GOD I CANT REVEAL WHAT PART I AM ACTUALLY EXCITED FOR BECAUSE IT’S LITERALLY EVERYTHING GOOD AND tiny AND BRIGHT IN THIS WRLD

And jfc I can’t stop Dreaming about this and plotting it in my head and just RUNNING around with it, and oh god Erica loves it so much (w good reason) and I am just giddy with how insane this idea is and just how much I love it for it

asdfghjkl I’m smiling so wide and literally buzzing with excitement fr it it’s making me lose sleep like please I need this in my life this instant.

But really though the BEST fandom experience ever according to me is plot bunnying w your friends shooting ideas back and forth and just *ded-ing* every two seconds over how absolutely MAGNIFICENT the ideas are

I got to sound board Erica’s newest upcoming work The Machiavellian the past two weeks or so (Erica noticed that I spelt it right just for you) and DUDE IT’S LITERALLY THE BEST FANFIC IDEA I HAVE HEARD IN AGES like oh my god *bites fist* IT’S SO FUCKING AMAZING like Erica’s brain is a WONDER and I am in awe bc it’s literally EVERYTHING YOU WOULD EVER WANT IN A CRIME THRILLER AU

Like this is the kind of fic that would be made into a movie that all top actors  in the industry would FIGHT for a chance to act in...........like No seriously and sincerely tho it’s so good and intricate and nuanced and just ties up together so perfectly and just SO SMART like it is so fucking SMART I have an intellectual boner for my wife, LIKE DUDE THE DETAILS  The DETAILS are fucking ELEGANT and Erica’s gonna be such a teasing lil shit in this one, teasing and riling up the readers with clues and hints that only serve to make you HUNGER for the truth just like in wanderlust, like dude she is gonna be MEAN stingy with the deets until the grand reveal and OH MY GOD THE GRAND REVEAL IS GONNA BREAK US ALL Like I legit see everyone going WTF I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING AT ALL BUT THANK YOU FOR BITCH SLAPPING ME WITH IT ANYWAYS

And also also oh my god the slow burn 🥺💀💀THE SLOW BURN WE ARE GONNA LIVE AND DIE IN JFC My soul will not survive Caroline and Klaus being super Badass private underground agents (of a sort) on a damn MISSION the slowest barest of lingering touches the heart to hearts the constant teetering and dangling on the precipice of something so unimaginably new great and EPIC....the REPRESSION THE PINING THE SLOW FUCKING BURN  jfc I might combust if someone does not throw a bucket of water at me Like dude I’ve read the outline there’s like no way I’m gonna survive this heart stirringly beautiful slow exploration between them.

Like this idea is so good it has not left my mind in DAYS and I am DROWNING in it and Erica has done such a fine job outlining it and reading through the outline yelling at her every time she blows my brain into a hundred buzzing pieces I can only say the plot is so GORGEOUSLY intricate and complex and nuanced and just LAYERED and honestly if anybody can pull off such a complex plot it’s Erica and I JUST CANT CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT FOR THIS BABY LIKE OH MY GOD  LISTENING TO YOUR FAV AUTHORS COMING UP WITH YET ANOTHER UNRELENTINGLY BRILLIANT IDEA IS AN *EXPERIENCE* AND I AM HONOURED TO HAVE BEEN A PART OF IT.

And now plot bunnying again for my own idea with her has AGAIN given me something I am seriously seriously EXCITED enough to sincerely work on for the first time in AGES and I am fucking HIGH w it like please sir this idea is gonna suffocate me with the feels

eenyways yeah so that’s what I’m internaly screaming about instead of studying bc I’m just so giddily excited for both the ideas I had to come leave an unedited chaotic word vomit here and like seriously tho I’m bouncing in my seat this is gonna kill me slowly and perfectly I just know it like I just do and I am HERE FOR IT.

[darling-i-read-it]

Try Again Tomorrow

Steve Harrington x reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: a car crash and the hostpital

Author’s Note: I don’t know what happened here but I just started writing and then didn’t stop. This turned out darker than i thought it would so like idek, enjoy! Thanks for requesting my baby Steve I love him sm

Request: @killthe-illusionarydreams Hey love! Could I request a Steve Harrington imagine where he keeps on flirting with the reader & she always shuts him down in public cos she isn’t sure of her own feelings about him yet, but then something v bad happened to him and she was worried sick. Side note- there’s plenty of sarcasm between the pair, & reader isn’t a fan of PDA unlike Steve. Tyvm xxx

Summary: the request :)

(not my gif)

You knew who Steve Harrington was since you were in elementary school. He had been the popular boy all his life and you were never terribly popular so you stuck with your small friend group and called it a day.

When Steve started flirting with you, you weren’t quite sure how to react at all. Your best friend, Jonathan Byers, tried his best to help you sift through your feelings about Steve but he had some obvious bias of the popular boy and it didn’t really help you out.

You saw Steve everyday at school and the more you saw him the more your feelings grew for him, which is why you never really turned him down. It was more of a ‘try again tomorrow Harrington’ relationship and so he never stopped flirting with you. Eventually you found yourself flirting back.

“Hey hot stuff, you got that Chem homework?” Steve asked, slithering into the conversation you were having with Jonathan. Whenever Jonathan was around and Steve flirted with you it made you feel bad because you didn’t want to not include either boy but it was difficult when they both made it so difficult.

“I mean I’ve got it but I’m not giving it to you. You’re going to fail the class Steve,” you told him and he shrugged.

“If I turn in the homework I’ll get a borderline C I promise,” he joked and sat beside you on the wood table. You rolled your eyes and looked him dead in the eye.

“You’re okay with just a C? Come on, at least let me help you study for the tests if you ever wanna leave this place,” you pleaded.

“Let me take you out and you can help me study,” he mused and you moved your head away.

“Steve..”

“No I know. ‘Try again tomorrow’ right? Well I will and eventually you will say yes. I swear I’ll get you to say yes if its the last thing I do.”

“Maybe you should have that kind of dedication with your chemistry homework,” you told him and he stood up.

“I will see you tomorrow,” he told you with a grand smile. You laughed and shook your head, looking down.

“I’m sure you will Harrington,” you muttered. As Steve grew out of sight you heard Jonathan sigh. You turned to him and raised an eyebrow.

“You like him. He likes you. I hate it but it's true,” he said. You rolled your eyes and hopped up from the table.

“Jonathan, please. You love it. See you tomorrow when I pick you up for school yeah?” you asked.

“I’m sure you will Y/L/N,” he teased. You flipped him off and backed away.

“Maybe you won’t get a ride Jonathan!”

The next night you were driving around, debating showing up to the party that one of Steve's friends was throwing. You knew so many people would be there that no one would wonder if you had come uninvited and Steve had insinuated today that you could show up if you wanted to. For that reason, he didn’t ask you to dinner, which made you believe he wanted you to show.

You started heading that way, listening to music too loud and trying your hardest to not get into a car crash when you got into a backed up traffic light. Police sirens were going off in front of you and you, like everyone else, was trying to get a look at what had happened and you had plenty of time to do that in traffic as your car slowly rolled forward through the intersection.

A car was half way through a tree on one side, like a side collision and you had to do a double take when you saw it.

That was Steve's car.

You had a flash to every time you had seen him pull up beside you and get out in that car and started to breath heavily. There was an ambulance there and you couldn’t tell if there was a body or where Steve was at all. You were hoping he was just in the ambulance, fine and a little shaken but you couldn't tell because you had to keep moving. You couldn’t turn around in this traffic so you continued straight and rushed home to call Jonathan to hear if he had heard anything. He said he hadn’t but that you should probably go to the hospital. You picked up Jonathan to drive you there as you were a bit hysterical.

When you arrived, you rushed to the front desk.

“Steve Harrington? I saw his car in a wreck is he okay?!” you asked, voice shaking and tears streaming down your face. The lady behind the desk looked at some papers.

“He's in surgery right now but he will be out soon. Are you family?” You shook your head.

“Really close friend. Is he gonna be okay?”

“I can’t disclose that information.” You were about to start screaming when you felt a hand on your shoulder. For a moment you thought it was Steve out of sheer habit but was surprised to find a middle age woman staring back at you.

“Are you here for Steve?” she asked and you nodded, wiping away some tears. She lead you away from the desk. “I’m Steve's mom are you a friend? You’re the first to come.” You nodded.

“Yeah we’re friends. Is he going to be okay? What happened?”

“The doctors said he's going to be fine but there was some internal bleeding. They just came to say he was out but not awake yet and that we could see him. Would you like to come back? He and I haven’t been on the greatest terms when he wakes up I want him to see someone who makes him happy.” You were going to argue that you probably didn’t make Steve happy but she looked desperate and you probably did too. You nodded and she gave you a smile. You told Jonathan where you were going and told him to take your car home, you’d call him when you needed it.

She lead you back to the rooms and there Steve was, looking more peaceful than he had ever been. His dad was sitting in a seat and looked at you and his mom when you entered.

“I have to get back to work. Watch him,” he demanded and pushed past. You weren’t aware enough to fight him and instead just sat next to Steve.

You and Steve's mom sat there for a long time. You weren’t sure how long. Was it even your place to be there? Would he just want to see him mom when he woke up?

When he did wake up she had gone home to take a shower and clean up. You promised to wait with him.

He tried to sit up and you had just enough coherency to stop him but standing up.

“Y/N?” his voice asked, raspy and tired.

“How are you feeling? Do you want me to call the doctor?” you asked, looking him up and down for any bleeding. He shook his head.

“What are you doing here? Were you crying?” he asked. He was teasing you. You thought he was on his deathbed hours ago and he was teasing you. In a way it made you feel better.

“I was worried,” you confessed, sitting back down. He smiled.

“Is that so? About lil ol me?” You rolled your eyes.

“I can just leave Steve-”

“No. No don’t go.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah Steve?”

“Can I take you out?”

You laughed, rubbing your head with both hands.

“Alright I’ll try again to-” he started but you cut him off.

“Yeah Steve. You can take me out.”

“Really?!” You brushed your hand through his hair and he didn’t stop you.

“Yeah Steve, take me out.”

Tag list: @swanky-batman @caswinchester2000

[assortedfruitsnacks212]

smutty smut smut

Y’all, I’m so excited to be writing again that I’m gonna share this scene with you before I even finish the chapter. lol. I’m not even sure if this will end up being the next chapter. I’d like to have SOME plot, y’know...if only a smidge.

A lovely smutty scene for my ABO fic “Mine”. Alpha Kylo has whisked Omega Rey away from Starkiller Base, imprisoned her (in his chambers, NATURALLY), and argued with Snoke over her (which ends in permission to mate with her, NATURALLY).

**Don’t read if dubcon bothers you tyvm**

"Murderer. Monster!" Rey shouted. She writhed against her restraints. "Let me go!"

Kylo Ren leaned over her and caught her arms, holding them still. He was hovering so close above her that his hair, hanging down, almost touched her face. His alpha smell enveloped her, so strong and sweet that she groaned involuntarily, and found herself angling her head to smell his neck.

He locked his eyes on hers. They were dark and full of lust, triggering a fresh spurt of warmth between her thighs.

"You know I can't do that," he said.

Rey swallowed. His voice was deep and silky - hypnotically so. It made her glance down at his lips and think for a long, breathless moment about catching them with hers, just to see if they were as soft as they looked. 

The thought filled her with rage.

"Well, get it over with, then," she snarled. "We both know why I'm here, and it's not because of the map. The Resistance already has it. You've lost."

He cocked his head.

"For the moment," he said. "But there are many ways to win a war, little one. Skywalker was one way." His gaze turned hungry. "And now I've found another."

She didn’t have time to wonder what he meant. He bent down and scented her neck, through his nose at first, then opening his mouth and letting his teeth graze her skin. She shut her eyes and shuddered deeply, though she couldn't tell if it was from fear or excitement. She had never experienced anything so confusing, so angering, so... tempting.

"You're mine," he murmured, breath hot against her skin. "I felt it the moment I saw you. You felt it too - don't try to hide it."

His gloved hand reached up and brushed against her neck gland. As it did, she felt the teeth marks for the first time. For a second, she wondered dumbly where they'd come from. Then she realized. Adrenalin slammed into her gut and cracked through her limbs like lightning.

"No! NO!" She thrashed against her restraints, almost kneeing him in the groin. "You didn't! You wouldn't!"

As she kept yelling, he straddled her waist and grabbed her arms roughly, wrestling them back against the headboard. She fought for a few more seconds, screaming, cursing, until she finally relented and dissolved into tears.

Kylo Ren let go of her immediately. He seemed shaken by her eruption. Staring at her with a hint of panic in his eyes, he put a gentle hand on her temple, brushing her skin with his thumb.

"It's too late," he said. "It's done. Everything will be alright. You'll be cared for."

She looked at him, letting every drop of hatred she felt for him bleed out through her tears.

"Just take what you came here for," she hissed.

Her words seemed to wound him, though she couldn't fathom why. He flinched like he'd been struck, face reddening. His gaze darted back and forth across her face, and she could almost hear the dozens of voices in his head, shouting and arguing.

Then his expression hardened. Swallowing, Rey knew he'd made his decision.

"Fine," he growled. "Since you're so adamant, I'll do what you want. But I won't make it easy for you."

With surprising tenderness, he reached behind her head and tugged her buns loose one by one. Her hair spilled over the pillow.

"You want to hate me? Well, I won't let you."

He pulled off her boots and dropped them on the floor.

"I will not take anything. By the time we're done, you'll have given me everything I asked for."

He undid her belt and sash, throwing them both on top of her boots. Aside from her arm wraps, she was wearing only her pants and undershirt now. The room was so cold her nipples made tents in her shirt, straining upward, betraying her.

"Because you know the truth. You pretend you don't, but you felt it."

He tugged her pants off and discarded them. She was nearly naked now, with just thin layers of fabric separating her body from his touch. He leaned down, pulled her shirt up slightly, and breathed deeply of the skin around her navel. She couldn't help but whimper, though again, she wasn't sure it was from fear.

"We are mates, Rey." His eyes skated upward to meet hers. "The Force wills it. And what the Force wills... we can't fight."

He kissed her belly. Then he kissed it again, and again, each kiss growing deeper and more insistent. His hands pushed her shirt up more and more, until he'd bared her breasts to the chill air.

Suddenly, so suddenly she cried out, he left her belly and latched onto a breast, sucking hard. Her cry gave way to gasps, and when he pinched her other nipple with his fingers, twisting mercilessly, she keened as a hot wave of arousal surged between her legs.

Before she could gather herself enough to fight back, he'd kissed his way up to her jaw. And as he lingered there, sucking on the best spot she could've imagined, she felt herself melting. It terrified her. How could she? He'd killed Han, injured Finn--

Then he closed the distance to her mouth, and the taste of him was so warm, so sweet, that she opened her lips and let him in.

He groaned at that. She must've tasted good too, she thought. What did she taste like to him? He tasted like... like spice. Cloves, maybe, or cinnamon. It reminded her of a treat she'd bought in Niima once after a good haul. She'd tried to savor it, but lasted only two bites before shoving the rest of it in her mouth. She'd never dreamed of a taste like that. It'd made her lips tingle, her tongue burn...

When Kylo chuckled into their kiss, she realized she'd started biting his lips. She stopped cold and opened her eyes. He was looking at her with such smugness, such triumph, that she broke their kiss and turned away. Searing anger bubbled up inside her. 

How could she? How could he?

Her rejection didn't faze him. He dropped back down to her jaw, and as he nibbled at the sensitive spot there, she felt him smile.

"Just wait," he whispered. "You'll see."

He retreated down her neck, trailing kisses all the way. She shut her eyes against them, willing herself to ignore how good they felt. She could fight this. She could win.

When he pulled away suddenly, leaving her exposed to the cold, she opened her eyes to see him stripping off his shirt and gloves. Her gut seized at the sight of his bare flesh. His body was smooth and strong, honed from years of training, and the dim light in the room gilded the edges of every muscle.

He leaned over her again, his back arching sensuously. This time he hovered over her hips, fingers tracing the outline of her underwear. He smiled and inhaled deeply. Rey grit her teeth as she watched, knowing full well that she stank of her own arousal. She could feel the slick juices dribbling through her folds, soaking her underwear and the mattress beneath her. Her body didn't care who this alpha was; it only recognized its need. Rey hated it for that.

Smiling again, Kylo Ren eased her underwear down, dipped his head, and began to lick. Slowly, like a cat. With each stroke, he parted her folds and flicked the nub at the top. Craning her neck upward, Rey groaned loudly, half out of pleasure, half out of frustration. She wouldn't come for him - she wouldn't.

Yet somehow - through the Force? - he knew exactly where to lick, how hard, and for how long. It was like he'd reached into her mind and found those countless memories of her pleasuring herself in her rusted AT-AT. She'd never slept with anyone on Jakku. Attractive young humans had been scarce around Niima Outpost, and the ones she'd encountered had repulsed her in other ways. So she'd become an expert at caring for herself, with her hands, with found objects...

You won't need those anymore.

Rey was so lost in sensation that, at first, his voice didn't register as arising in her own mind. When it did, she jerked upright, her mental defenses slamming down.

"Don't," she snapped. He barely reacted, and instead reached up and grabbed her breasts, pushing her back down. Meanwhile, his tongue began to swirl around her clit. She squeezed his head between her thighs, growling at how amazing it was, panting as she tried - and failed - to fend off her growing pleasure.

Fight him! shouted a voice in her head. Don't just lay there! Kick him! Scream at him!

But she couldn't. It was just so...so good. So different from anything she'd ever done to herself. Could she really be blamed for not fighting? She was cuffed anyway, and--

All thought flew out of her head when he sucked her clit into his mouth. Humming gently, he pulled at it in staccato rhythm, each pull shooting electricity through the nerves within. Rey moaned, her moan turning into a whine when he began to roll her nipples between his fingers.

I can't. The thought echoed with the ring of simple truth. I'm not strong enough. I'm sorry.

And with that, she gave in. Her muscles relaxed, and she angled her pelvis upward, grinding it into his mouth. Her breath came in sharp, voiceless gasps as she sought release. Need. Need.

Her surrender pleased him. He growled into her wet crotch and pushed deeper, sucked harder. A hand left her breasts and found the entrance of her vagina, teasing the rim, then thrusting two fingers inside. Rey gasped and rocked against them, pulling on her restraints for leverage. Seconds, minutes, all melted together in her pursuit of the end, and she forgot everything but this - his mouth - his fingers inside her.

When the end came, it was like plunging into an abyss. She cried out hoarsely, bucking against him, and he held on, his mouth still sucking. She bucked three times, four times, until she collapsed, panting.

And still he sucked, easing up slowly, his hands encircling her hips and massaging softly.

As the waves of sensation ebbed, Rey opened her eyes and stared, unseeing, at the ceiling. She took deep, purposeful breaths as she tried to recover herself - to gather the pieces of herself that had been scattered all over the bed.

Then she glanced down at him, and what she saw threatened to send another flood of slick gushing out of her. He was hunched over her sex, mouth buried in its downy hair, his large hands framing it on either side. Locks of his own hair had fallen into his eyes, and he was gazing at her, lids drooping in languid pleasure. As she watched, he opened his mouth wide and licked the entire length of her slit. A smile twisted his lips.

"You see?" he murmured, voice husky. "You'll be cared for."

[minastras]

also BARE WITH ME hjdskahsdjak im finally here to leave my thoughts on a match made in heaven jake sim's brain and MINA!!!!

the way jake has been trying to match yn FOR THE LONGEST and been telling heeseung about yn too T_T where is my best friend jake to do that for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee for jayhoon tbh? LOL

About him being “your dream man”, which made you mime throwing up every time Jake said it.

the way i wanted to punch jake myself dhsjakdhsajk he is so funny!!!

The fridge door abruptly slammed shut. “Jin, they said no,” the fridge guy said firmly, subtly positioning himself between you and Hyeongjin.

THIS RIGHT HERE! S T A N D A R D tyvm and the way i cackled at "fridge guy" HAHAHAHAHA

“Oh, in that case, hi. I’m Heeseung. You must be Y/N.”

the way they met and fridge guy is heeseung :3 PRECIOUS

and then heeseung understanding how yn was uncomfortable from the party after that hyeongjin smh AND THEY WERE A MATCH MADE BY JAKE ANYWAYS, went out for a ride and to the diner T_T

and then jake calling later "I LOVE YN" duuuuuude hahahaha the way i can see him panic irl like that and run through the entire house looking yn.

“I barely know what they look like because you show me the shittiest pictures of them. How am I supposed to help you?” Heeseung countered. So it wasn’t just you, then. 

THE PETTINESS HEESEUNG DID HAHAHA I LAUGHED SO HARD LIKE WELL DESERVED, JAKE LMFAO

And the rest of where they continued hanging out T_T heeseung being a gentleman he is, apologizing each time he mentioned the overshares jake did LOL too cute like <3 we love that jake just love his two favorites and wants them together. i cry!!!

He looked up at you with a boyish grin. “Stargazing. Come join me.”

the way i screamed because stargazing A+

“Hello,” he said playfully.

You giggled. “Hi.”

SO. FUCKING. CUTE. Again, i melted.

you're so good at making a situation cute, silly, a bit worrisome for jake lol BUT still good and cute and i T_T i cant wait to read more!

AHHHH TY TY TY FOR WRITING ALL OF THIS !!! this was the first time i posted my writing publicly and your words mean sm to me <333

\i will let u in on a lil secret .. i have a sunghoon + best friend heeseung fic AND a jake + best friend sunghoon fic in the works. can u tell i have a problem (i didn't even realise it until now LMAO but i'm gonna give jay his own fic probably)

FRIDGE GUY YES bc this is exactly the way my inner monologue labels ppl when idk their names

jake is so well-meaning and earnest but let's be fr men do not know how to choose good pictures!!!! also like bro u're so close to both hee and y/n just bring one of them along with u for lunch one day or sth why must they meet at a PARTY !

in my mind y/n knows some embarrassing stuff abt hee too but they're a bit more self-aware than he is aalsjdnalj

AGAIN tysm for your kind words my heart is rly so full rn !!!

[barnesafterglow]

BABE you know how much i love this. i have been telling you for weeks how much i loved this. but i'm still going to scream about it

Especially not from his friend who knew far more than he let on.

bucky it's time to tell your secrets. you don't know it yet but it's life or death

And then he let go of you. And took several steps away.

THIS LITERALLY BROKE A PIECE OF ME. fuck you steve

“Luna, isn’t it?” The name sounded like an insult coming from her lips, like a condescending jab straight to your friendship.

this has always been and always will be a peggy carter hate account. fuck this bitch. and you do such a good job of keeping that hate alive <3

“Didn’t you go to the Olympics for this?”

yes my mf queen did go to the olympics tyvm. you know who didn't? peggy carter

He took a pause, mouth agape, and that was enough. You could taste the rain in your mouth as you affirmed, “You are. You’re leaving.”

you really fucking had me and i hate you for it

“I said I love you, Luna. Have for as long as I can remember.”

kicking and screaming and crying and throwing up. thanks

kathie i adore each and everything you write but this has truly been a favorite

Rising Tide

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (Surfer AU)

Summary: A relationship built up from the ocean floor, you and Steve had lifetime worth of memories—most best friends did. But things were beginning to change, unspoken feelings creating a rift that cast a shadow over the bond you called home. Unfortunately for you, rip currents are often hardest to spot in the dark.

Word count: 7.5k

Warnings: Angst, miscommunication, drowning/near-drowning experiences, childhood friends to lovers, idiots in love <3

a/n: I had so much fun writing this one! As always, I love feedback—let me know what you think! 🥰

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Foamy water lapped up around the peak of your board, fizzing out as it slid off the sides and brushed against your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Steve would probably kill you if he knew you weren’t wearing a wetsuit in the middle of winter, but what Steve didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. For the moment.

Steve liked to surf in the morning. He always begged you to come with him, rising at the crack of dawn when the new sun greeted his shaggy blonde hair in just the slightest way. Steve had been a morning person ever since he was young, but you, unfortunately, liked to surf at night. 

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