#the pink haired men r corrupting me

[mysicklove]

Yuji eating pussy for breakfast bc the only thing his little puppyboy brain can think about is making you happy

don’t make me more insane about him i can’t handle it

[chiyuo]

“such a pretty girl…”

rosa diaz x fem!reader

what happens when rosa diaz finds an innocent little girl at shaws bar?

smut!! wlw - men dni!

warnings: corruption kink, dacryphilia, marking, collar, usage of pet names (pretty girl, bunny, baby, princess, etc.), oral (both receiving ), usage of strap (r receiving), calling a strap her cock, roughness, praise, degradation, and light sadism

a/n: i’m so scared guys this is my first time writing smut please be nice

you looked so cute, drink in hand, y/h/c locks cascading down your exposed shoulders and back, the edges of your slightly messy layered hair brushing your collarbone. it wasn’t until gina pointed you out from across the bar that rosa had looked at you, but the second she did, she was glad. she thought about your pretty, innocent eyes filled with tears of bliss, never being able to be fucked so well.

it wasn’t until you set your drink and phone down and waved that rosa was snapped out of her trance. she sat for a moment, talking to gina in hopes that she masked her excitement well. after she felt enough time had passed, she got up and sat in bar stool next to you.

“hey,” you whispered, a soft smile playing at your pretty lips. rosas eyes were locked on your lips before meeting your beautiful y/e/c eyes. “hey, pretty girl. what brings you to shaws?” she asked, slyly moving her hand towards yours, her curly mane spilling out onto her perfect face. “a birthday celebration for my cousin. they left a while ago, though…” your words trailed off as you felt her left ring covered hand touch your exposed thigh.

“oh really?” she smirked, squeezing lightly. “has anyone tried to take you home today, princess?” you flushed at the nickname, feeling butterflies swirl in your belly, biting your lip. this woman was making you feel so funny for some reason. “tell me, bunny, have you ever slept with a woman?” rosa asked, a hint of a smirk playing on her full lips.

“um, no, actually. i’ve never really been with anyone where it wasn’t a quick handjob, or something. i didn’t really like it much, though.” you responded, unable to make eye contact. “what a shame. maybe i should fix that for you?” rosa smiled, her eyes flashing with amusement.

“you never told me your name”, you said, biting the inside of your cheek. “rosa. rosa diaz.” the woman responded before squeezing your thigh. “y/n…” you sighed breathlessly as she rand her nails up and down your thigh lightly.

“what a cute name for a cute little bunny. how about we go to my house and i teach you some things?” she asked before paying both you and her tabs. you nodded shyly, thanking the bartender for the drinks, smiling as he gave you a thumbs up in response and a friendly wave goodbye.

as you left the bar, the cool new york city air hit you, most lights were off except for some street lamps and 24/7 bodegas’ neon lights. even though it was so dark, she still looked so pretty. “did you drive here, baby?” she asked, holding onto your hand loosely. “no, i’m in walking distance”, you explained, smiling at the feeling of her warm fingers interlaced with yours.

as rosa unlocked the door to her apartment, it was less than a minute until you were up against a wall in between her toned caramel arms, her cold yet soft lips making contact with your neck. “i’m not going to stop until you lose all your innocence and scream my name so loud that we get a noise complaint..” rosa bit down lightly onto your neck. “be a good girl and wait on the bed, it’s four doors to the left. can you do that, bunny?” she hummed in delight as you nodded, fixing the photo that hung above you of her and what seemed to be her family, straightening it.

when rosa entered the room, she’d stripped herself of her shirt and pants, leaving her in her black sports bra and boxers. you could drool at the sight, but that would be simply embarrassing for you, so you bit your lip instead. she set down a bag, pulling out a pink collar with a heart on it, a pink dildo, and a black 7.5 inch strap.

your eyes widened, not entirely sure what to do with all of those, when she stepped behind you and pulled up your hair for you. she ordered you to get down off of the bed and to get on your knees in front of her, you quickly complying. “such a good bunny. now, our safe word is ‘cop’, alright? if you’re overwhelmed or want to stop, say it and i will immediately.” you nodded in understanding. “use your words, princess.” she hummed, running her thumb across your bottom lip, pulling at it slightly.

“yes, i understand.” you breathed out, picking up the collar curiously. “can i wear this?” you asked, examining the pretty pink leather. she nodded, before taking it and clipping it around your neck. “get undressed, baby.” she ordered as you scrambled to get your cute clothes off. “good girl. now, as i get ready, you’re going to suck this pretty pink dildo, alright?” she said, handing the thing to you, it’s pure size shocking you.

she turned around, adjusting the harness of the strap before putting away some spare clothes. you tenderly caressed the dildo before bringing it up to your soft lips hesitantly. you licked the tip softly, your tongue swirling around it. soon enough your were licking and bobbing your head on it like it was the sweetest lollipop, fueled by the fact that you knew that she had used this to bring pleasure to herself during so many nights.

she chuckled softly, admiring how pretty you looked on your knees, taking a cock into your mouth. after she decided it was enough, she slapped it across your cheeks gently, attaching the harness of the strap on securely. she smiled as you instinctively leaned closer to the cock, finding your unsureness and nervousness cute. as you hollowed your cheeks around it, she grabbed your head lightly. “good girl, baby.” she praised, throwing her head back at the sight.

soon enough, tears of pleasure formed in your eyes as she throat fucked you, moan after moan leaving your mouth. “that’s it. there we go.” she smiled, keeping your head in place with her firm hands. once it was wet enough, she lifted you onto the bed, demanding that you get on all fours, pushing down on your back lightly to make it arch more. she rubbed her fingers down your wet, puffy, and sticky slit, admiring your swollen clit and lips.

she used her fingers to toy with your entrance to prepare yourself for something so big. she lightly pushed the tip in, relishing in the way that your breathy moans escaped your lips, before shoving the rest of it in. “you’re so fucking tight, bunny, taking it like such a good girl. my sweetheart…” rosa husked, thrusting into you at a pace that made the bed shake and your ass and thighs giggle.

she reached down to toy with your clit, adoring the way that your eyes rolled back and babbles fell from your pretty lips as she thrusted into you. “my little bitch,” rosa smirked, smacking your ass lightly. with the way you were screaming, she could tell you were close. “are you going to cum, bunny?” she asked, almost mockingly.

you nodded fiercely, still unable to stop yourself from moaning. “yeah, all over my big fucking cock,” she thrusted into you at an animalistic pace, your back arching more. as soon as you felt your climax approaching, she grabbed onto your ponytail and shoved your face into the pillows, feeling that tight coil snap.

as you fell into the bed, she pulled out gently and slowly, laughing at how you whimpered after feeling so empty. she flipped your tired body over, hovering over you. “are you okay, pretty girl?” she asked, gently caressing your cheek. “mhm” was all you could respond with before she started leaving heart shaped hickeys from your neck to you core, shivering at her cold yet soft lips.

she quickly grabbed a sharpie, writing “property of rosa diaz” on your tummy, smiling at her handywork before licking the cum off of your thighs and sensitive pussy. she moaned at your taste, diving in. she gently swirled your clit around her mouth and used her tongue to stimulate your folds, leaving wet open mouthed kisses, careful not to overstimulate you too much.

you felt your second high approaching, feeling that tight coil tense up. as soon as she tenderly kissed your clit, stars exploded in you eyes, seeing colors, your screams slowing to moans to whimpers, holding onto her hand.

she gently licked the cum off of you, carrying you to the bathroom to clean you up with a warm washcloth, praising you on how good you were for her, before tucking you into the bed with a kiss on your forehead.

a/n: ik it’s bad pls don’t come for me it’s my first time writing smut 😭😭

[femmesolpoetry]

Survival Rituals | NSFW Poem

TW: Allusions/Reference to SA/DV, Ab*se, Dysphoria

I survive the suburbian nightmare trauma response,

Cyclical tailgating by warmachines with big men,

Who lower glass partitions to spit milky acid on me,

Allowing sunlight to evaporate it into my memory. 

I survive the weekend day off dinner with a man,

Males call me infested and hail Leviticus fists,

Eyes and stomachs synchronously vomiting hate,

Preaching to me that Matthew Shepard deserved it.

I survive the public bathroom at a coffee shop,

Scanning the stall for another “Sissy” and “F*ggot”,

Seeing my name scratched under “He/She Tr*nny”,

Recoiling into my shell to serve you a frappuccino. 

I survive the trip to the shower every other night,

Granting myself a break from turning into Medusa,

Shattering like porcelain as I peek a quick glance,

Mapping burgeoning hair as it invades my species.

I survive the semi-annual shopping privilege,

Where rare tip jar money affords a new pair of —?

Stuffing and tucking and plucking and covering,

Hoping a Hot Topic T doesnt = Hot Bullet Casing.

I survive the notifications on my cell phone,

Smart enough to remind me of the hate it collects,

Seeing queer survivors subverted into viral memes,

Frightening me to never ever wear the color pink.

I survive the anxious visit to the doctor’s office,

Where he asks me if my back pain could be AIDS,

Sitting in the waiting room to be CIA interviewed,

It is “She” till I say “I like He” which is diseased. 

I survive the staircase within my own house,

Watching Mommy watch HGTV on a 72 inch,

My existence less important than Candy Crush,

As Dad snores, too bored to care if I deserve rights.

I survive driving my brother home from school,

Halloween costumes invite laughter and a**ault,

Fingers manically impaling r*pe survivor flesh,

My protest says I should not have worn bunny ears.

I survive the older men who r*ped me at 19,18,15,

Offering me pleasure as long as I would be silent,

Crowds of WeHo sod*mites who label youth kindly,

My nickname tramp-stamp reads “Fresh Meat”.

I survive Christians outing me to my school,

Calling me satanic corruption to all happy families,

Forgetting I was 13 and liked to watch cringy p*rn,

And their son took my phone from my back pocket.

I survive little league baseball team dugouts,

A pitched third strike out ignited teammate threats,

Metal bats struck fences struck helmets struck shins,

Older male coaches catcalling me a lil’ Momma’s Boy.

I survive my dad telling me I was adopted,

Before shipping me off to hard earned university,

Hoping childhood trauma he bestowed is forgotten,

Leaving a bitter taste of c*m to suffice as answers. 

I survive being the gay best friend to a white lady,

Despite me being transnonbinary being known,

I am martyred as the liaison between two poles,

Of abusive f*ckboys and girls with low standards.

I survive my own confusion of who I am and was,

Balancing the beam of dead thing and living freak,

Caressing my own thighs covered in scratch marks,

Wishing an orgasm reminds me I am an organism.

I survive the fear of being buried in my deadname,

Panicking when I walk alone at night to my car,

Convincing myself that my height will scare them,

And that my dress will not become my noose.

I survive the darkest hours alert and awake, 

Fighting a ceaseless night in hopes to rest soon,

Awaiting Her nectarine to grace my windowsill,

With heavens divine signal that sleep will be safe.

I survive as a statistic praying I become a human,

Floating in a sea of ignorance locked arms with you,

Quietly writing the poems I never got to study,

An exemplary American poet who overcame. 

Who was lucky enough to survive this struggle.

[mirroredprodigies]

MUSE AESTHETICS

feel free to add to the list. repost, not reblog ! bold the aesthetic for your muse. italicize what can be taken two ways or applies only partially. R!Ciel

“just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl.” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “you’ll get it done before the day is up.” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / a face in the mirror that you don’t recognize. / “how could you do this to me?” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “you’re getting better.” / “they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly.” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can make. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “oh god, what have you done?” / your mother had the most beautiful gardens, but you can’t grow anything worth a damn. / the similarities between deep space and deep water. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you tried to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you?” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / you smell like the mountains in the winter. / crisp red apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that.” / “they weren’t there when it happened.” / quick to anger. / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “you’re the best friend i’ve ever had.” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “jump. i dare you.” / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / marble under the sun. / “i was hoping that you’d understand.” / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “i miss you.” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / a lone wolf separated from its pack. / god-blood. / “they say your name is death.” / all-consuming passion. / think about the things you did. / feed off the daylight. / no signs of life. / “what are you waiting for?” / a diaphanous sea of rose petals. / pure wilderness. / if you’re hungry enough, anyone can stop caring about something long enough to eat it. / spine like a ladder, and his weary feet can’t find purchase. / the burn was so slow no one ever saw it coming. / learn through teaching. / there were things; your own acts from which you could not recover. / how the other half dies. / “have you ever thought about why trees bleed?” /  your mother crashed against the rocks to give you the world. / you are not safe. you are alone. no one is coming for you. / “go down with me, fall with me.” / i am awake in the place where women die. / thunder rolling on the hills. / black on black on black on black on black / the long game. / restless hands. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / you will do anything to spare them. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / every sparrow god forgot. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / the worst monsters wear the faces of men. / “madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me.” / “my blood ran cold.” / power corrupts. / wood grain and nail tracks. / no scales are strong enough to judge you.

tagged by: @blxxdingstars @reapsickle

Tagging: @mich43lis @deathlymemoirs @guaritrice @anhaima @barondietrich @winnerscent @cxgedbeasts @cxmmandme @fxrbidme @benevolcnt @malevollcnt @unrightfulheir @fauxkxng

[blxxdcurdle-a-blog]

✦ MUSE AESTHETICS — Stain

feel free to add to the list. repost, not reblog ! bold the aesthetic for your muse. italicize what can be taken two ways or applies only partially.

“just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl.” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “you’ll get it done before the day is up.” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / a face in the mirror that you don’t recognize. / “how could you do this to me?” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. /“you’re getting better.” / “they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly.” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can make. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “oh god, what have you done?” / your mother had the most beautiful gardens, but you can’t grow anything worth a damn. / the similarities between deep space and deep water. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you tried to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you?” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / you smell like the mountains in the winter. / crisp red apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that.” / “they weren’t there when it happened.” /quick to anger. / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “you’re the best friend i’ve ever had.” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “jump. i dare you.” / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / marble under the sun. / “i was hoping that you’d understand.” / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “i miss you.” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / a lone wolf separated from its pack. / god-blood. / “they say your name is death.” / all-consuming passion. / think about the things you did. / feed off the daylight. / no signs of life. / “what are you waiting for?” / a diaphanous sea of rose petals. / pure wilderness. / if you’re hungry enough, anyone can stop caring about something long enough to eat it. / spine like a ladder, and his weary feet can’t find purchase. / the burn was so slow no one ever saw it coming. / learn through teaching. / there were things; your own acts from which you could not recover. / how the other half dies. / “have you ever thought about why trees bleed?” /  your mother crashed against the rocks to give you the world. / you are not safe. you are alone. no one is coming for you. / “go down with me, fall with me.” / i am awake in the place where women die. /thunder rolling on the hills. / black on black on black on black on bl — / the long game. / restless hands. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / you will do anything to spare them. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / every sparrow god forgot. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / the worst monsters wear the faces of men. / “madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me.” / “my blood ran cold.” / power corrupts. / wood grain and nail tracks. / no scales are strong enough to judge you.

tagged by: stolen tagging: steal it

[rachelliisms]

✦ MUSE AESTHETICS — Rachel

feel free to add to the list. repost, not reblog ! bold the aesthetic for your muse. italicize what can be taken two ways or applies only partially.

“just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl.” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “you’ll get it done before the day is up.” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / a face in the mirror that you don’t recognize. / “how could you do this to me?” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “you’re getting better.” / “they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly.” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can make. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “oh god, what have you done?” / your mother had the most beautiful gardens, but you can’t grow anything worth a damn. / the similarities between deep space and deep water. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you tried to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you?” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / you smell like the mountains in the winter. / crisp red apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that.” / “they weren’t there when it happened.” / quick to anger. / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “you’re the best friend i’ve ever had.” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / “jump. i dare you.” / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / marble under the sun. / “i was hoping that you’d understand.” / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “i miss you.” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / a lone wolf separated from its pack. / god-blood. / “they say your name is death.” / all-consuming passion. / think about the things you did. / feed off the daylight. / no signs of life. / “what are you waiting for?” / a diaphanous sea of rose petals. / pure wilderness. / if you’re hungry enough, anyone can stop caring about something long enough to eat it. / spine like a ladder, and his weary feet can’t find purchase. / the burn was so slow no one ever saw it coming. / learn through teaching. / there were things; your own acts from which you could not recover. / how the other half dies. / “have you ever thought about why trees bleed?” /  your mother crashed against the rocks to give you the world. / you are not safe. you are alone. no one is coming for you. / “go down with me, fall with me.” / i am awake in the place where women die. / thunder rolling on the hills. / black on black on black on black on bl — / the long game. / restless hands. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / you will do anything to spare them. / a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. / every sparrow god forgot. / even when you walked one would think you waltzed. / the worst monsters wear the faces of men. / “madmen know nothing, but you should have seen me.” / “my blood ran cold.” / power corrupts. / wood grain and nail tracks. / no scales are strong enough to judge you.

tagged by: stolen  tagging: steal it

[stephaniehq]

heLLo, hello, heLLO!!!!!! i’m taylor and this is the trash princess micaela!! i’m eighteen, from the mtd timezone, use she/her pronounds, and i am sooOOoo excited about this rp!! it’s cute as hell and i’M v excited to mEEt all of u and plot and all that fun stuff!! if u wanna plot u can liKE this or hmu on discord @ totaylly #3063 oR hit me in the dms on here whatever floats ur boat!! but anyWAy under the cut is a lil description of said trash princess???? don’t say i didnt warn u shes the worst. thank u

[ ✧・– SELENA GOMEZ ] – oh, HER ?? that’s MICAELA FONSECA, the TWENTY-THREE year old CIS-FEMALE from WEST EGG. they’re worth around $23.5 MILLION thanks to their RICH ANONYMOUS FATHER WHO GIVES HER MOM AND HER MONEY EVERY MONTH TO KEEP MICAELA A SECRET FROM THE PUBLIC. word around town is that they’re really COMPELLING but also very OBSTREPEROUS. regardless, i’m sure they have an incredibly busy and expensive year ahead of them. [ taylor / eighteen / she/her / mtd ]

BACKSTORY!

okay so as u read above micaela is only rich ‘cause a man of VERY high importance didn’t have a strong pull out game n knocked up her mom??? and he was like holy fuck nOPE this aint getting out to the public so he made a deal w her that if micaela’s mom never told micaela who he was/told anyone who the father was he would literally supply them w millions of dollars!! thats how rich he is so basically micaela grew up v v v v gifted but figured her mom just like won the lottery or some shit??? never questioned the $$. only asked about her dad a few times on like father’s day as a lil kid but when her mom would be like nope not today and would go on her merry way!! 

lived a v v v lavish life because basically her mom had this man bY THe balls cause whatever they wanted he basically had to supply?? HONESTLY there isnt much to say. went to private school. hated it. 

PERSONALITY!

i would describe has a mix of a siren and a baby doll because u dont really have to give a reason for her to explode and get mad @ u but the next second she will be trying to stroke ur hair and shower u w compliments?? is she ok? no. 

imma say that the lack of having a father figure around made her gravitate towards older men perhapS a little bit. queue daddy issues by demi lovato 

very conceited shes not even gna lie about it. LOVES herself n will tell u about her self-love. HONESTLY she’d probably be surprised if someone insulted HER GOD I HATE HER SFKLJD

she is very used to people caring for her and not having to do a thing and that’s what she plans on doing the rest of her life!! hates having to do anything like literally having to do laundry? the worst thing in the world

she!! loves!! attention!! will accept it from ANYONE and EVERYONE. is obsessed. think tinkerbell cause if people forget about her she wiLL wither up nd die. NEEDS TO BE CENTER OF ATTENTION

shes also v popular on social media think like basically kylie jenner level but shes not talented at all??? could probably act if she tried but would rather pose for pics n do skinny teA ads sdlkfjsd

she is genuinely interested in a few things and she isnt DUMB she just doesnt care for like politics n such. economy?? what is that

HONESTLY I JUST REALIZED THINK CHERYL BLOSSOM??? IS THIS EVEN MAKING SENSE PROBABLY NOT. shes down for destruction n being an evil bitch and WILL try to end u but will seem so sweet????

RANDOM FACTS

will sit on ur lap at the worst times possible bc attention<3

probably has fucked a few dads 

parties a lot?? and started early. 

wouldnt feel bad if she broke ur heart but if u broke hers?? bye done shes gonna cry an ocean. gonna post ur nudes on her instagram and tag u 

her and her mom r V close n she loves her with her whole heart

would not be good in a relationship at all because the moment somebody would be like “c’mere baby!!” she’d be rUNNIng its not good

u won’t catch her wearing anything but red, black, or pink??? shes a stereotype i know

has a thing for strawberry champagne and cocaine?? also vodka crans. beautiful

an emotional brat all in all

I DONT REALLY KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY BASICALLY SHES JUST A BABY WHO WANTS ATTENTION W DADDY ISSUES AND WANTS TO BE HELD AND DRINK ALL THE TIME?? i hate

WANTED PLOTS! 

so to begin i have a HUGE tag of wanted connections right HERE!!! anything in there would be soooOoo appreciated?? but i will also list a few

i want like a squad that’s been together since like kindegarden/grade school n they’ve all probably hooked up at some point n they used to go for joyrides when they were 14 and they are just. the worst but the best?? sighR

RIDE OR DIE

somebody who doesnt fuck w her attitude n shit and is like BYE BITCH

goD somebody shes trynna corrupt/doesnt see the allure of her??? she’s obsessed w them and they are like??? 

drinking buddy/drug buddy

she could have about 93 fwb and be fine w it

all the angst plEase i need it. exes. enemies. frenemies. unrequited love. toxic relationshIp thing please

a chuck n blair kinda deal??

[books-are-my-escape]

Get to know Sam;

AC/DC - What are your favorite bands? Rascal Flatts, Fifth Harmony, Little Mix, Five Seconds of Summer, The Eagles

Aerosmith - What are your favorite songs? Heavy - Delta Goodrem Hole in the World - Eagles Why - Rascal Flatts Broken Home - 5SOS I Believe I Can Fly - R Kelly

Aretha Franklin - Do you have a favorite jazz song? No, I don’t think so? 

Alice Cooper - What is your favorite type of music? Country!

Beach Boys - Have you ever been in a concert? Yes I have been to quite a few!

Black Sabbath - A song that motivates you? Enough - Delta Goodrem

Bob Dylan - Do you know how to play any musical instrument? I sort of played keyboard  but not that well 

Bon Jovi - Your favorite song about love? Terrified - Katharine McPhee

The Beatles - Latest song that made you smile? Million Reasons - Lady Gaga

David Bowie - A song that makes you feel happy? Take Me or Leave Me - RENT

Eric Clapton - Have you ever been in love with a rock artist? No 

Creedence Clearwater Revival - What is your favorite instrument? Piano

Deep Purple - Do you prefer bassists or drummers? Either or, not fussed

The Doors - What is your favorite lyric? And they tell me "girl you're so lucky" "You've got the world in your hands" But you know the world gets so heavy You don't understand And that's heavy

Fleetwood Mac - Female or Male vocalists? Both!

The Grateful Dead - What song are you listening right now? None but I have Million Reasons in my head

Guns n’ Roses - What song describes your emotions right now? Heavy - Delta Goodrem

Heart - Do you know a song that you want at your wedding? Marry your Daughter - Barry McKnight?

Iron Maiden - Do you frequently listen to your songs on shuffle? Yes, always

Jimi Hendrix - A song that represents “your aesthetic” Um, I have no idea

Joan Jett - Who do you think when you listen to your favorite love song? Depends on the song

Janis Joplin - What is your favorite 70s song? Hotel California - Eagles

Journey - Do you have any famous crushes? Delta Goodrem

The Kinks - What is the last single you downloaded? Piece by piece - Kelly Clarkson

Kiss - What is the perfect song to describe your relationship with your boyfriend/girlfriend/crush? Don’t have a crush!

Led Zeppelin - Do you like loud guitar solos? Yes

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Do you like instrumental songs? Sort of

Metallica - A song that you think everybody should listen to? Why - Rascal Flatts

Nirvana - A song that breaks your heart? Just one? Angel - Amanda Perez

Pink Floyd - Name your top three songs in any language. I Believe I Can Fly - R Kelly Heavy - Delta Goodrem Songbird - Fleetwood Mac

Pearl Jam - A song to drive to? 80s Mercedes - Marina Morris

Queen - A song to dance to? Squeeze - Fifth Harmony

Bruce Springsteen - A song that you would sing in a karaoke? Don’t stop believing - Journey

The Rolling Stones - Your favorite album? Delta

U2 - A artist/band you’re proud of? Camila Cabello!

Dusty Springfield - Do you have a favorite soul song? Tears of a clown smokey robinson?

The Supremes - Your favorite girlband? Fifth Harmony

Simon and Garfunkel - Your favorite acoustic song? Four five seconds!

Derek & The Dominos - Do you prefer a cover more than the original song? Sometimes, if its slowed down enough

The Mamas and The Papas - What’s the song that have a harmony so good that makes you want to punch something? anything that Rascal Flatts sings

The Temptations - A song that you liked when you were younger? Genie in a bottle - Christina Aguilera

Cream - A song that you associate with summer? Summer of 69!

The Band - A song that you never get tired of? Don’t Let Go - En Vogue Steve Miller Band - A song that need to be played out loud? How do you get that lonely? - Blaine Larson

Sonny & Cher - A song by an artist with a voice that you love? Bad things - Camila Cabello

Wings - A song that makes you remind of yourself? Write on Me - Fifth Harmony

the adventures of huckleberry finn: do you think kids or their parents are responsible for their beliefs? I think kids are responsible for their beliefs, but parents shape them or at least they try to.

the alchemist: what are your current plans for the future? will you be upset if they don't work out? I want to get a job but I also want to study so i have no idea what i want alice's adventures in wonderland: how do you react to absurd situations? Hmmm I keep my thoughts to myself, depending on situation I’d probably laugh. and then there were none: do you think murderers deserve to die? Yes. artemis fowl: how much do you depend on technology? More than I should beowulf: is it always worthwhile to hear both sides of an argument? Yes, definitely. the canterbury tales: if someone is hypocritical, do you point it out? No, not fond of confrontation cat's cradle: do you think it's better to believe a lie than to live with an unpleasant truth? Not always, I suppose it depends on the truth charlotte's web: what's your favorite art form? Music?  coraline: if you could change your family, what would you change? their lack of self belief the crucible: how heavily do you depend on others when forming opinions?Quite a bit unfortunately, I prefer to know facts and other opinions before making my own, sometimes I can’t always understand facts without having someones opinion explain them?  fahrenheit 451: do you think there's any knowledge that should be kept secret? No, not that I can think of. the fault in our stars: if you could have one conversation before you died, who would you talk to and what would you say? Either my parents or my best friend, just express my love and thoughts and requests. flowers for algernon: how much potential do you think you have? Not a lot 

frankenstein: is it wise for humans to attempt to create life? If thats what they want to do. the giver: talk about a favorite memory I don’t have one. the great gatsby: what would you sacrifice for money? I would work for money harry potter: if you could bring someone back from the dead, would you? if so, who would it be? I wish I could bring back Ana or Diane, so Dianes kids had their mother back, but I dont think Ana would want to come back the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy: what do you think is the meaning of life? To live the hobbit: do you think the average person has the potential to be a hero? Possibly, just may not be the hero everyone wants or thinks they want holes: if someone poor stole from someone rich, who would you sympathize with? Probably the poor howl's moving castle: how quickly do you form opinions about other people? Not too quickly, sometimes I can jump the gun if someone is rude/obnoxious first time I meet them the hunger games: would you kill someone if they planned to kill you? No identical: how clear is your perception of reality? I don’t know, honestly the importance of being earnest: are you flattered or annoyed by gentlemanly behavior? I am not too fond of it inferno: do you think you belong in hell? why or why not? Don’t think i belong in heaven 

jonathan livingston seagull: is perfection a good goal? No, definitely not the joy luck club: describe your family Quiet, reserved jurassic park: do you think it's wrong to use animals as attractions and accessories? Yes the kite runner: if you could, what social issue would you spread awareness about? Homophobia, or abuse les misérables: do you think people should revolt if the government is corrupt? I do, but safely if possible life of pi: if you were stranded, would you be able to take care of yourself? No hahah the lightning thief: what would you be the god/goddess of? Um, goddess of care the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe: if you could start a new life in a new world, would you? Yes lord of the flies: what motivates you best? Friends lord of the rings: is it important to work for the greater good of the world? Not necessarily   of mice and men: would you kill your closest friend to save them from a worse fate? I don’t think I could the perks of being a wallflower: does listening to other people's problems help you or weigh you down? Helps them the phantom of the opera: how much do you judge others on physical appearance? Not much pride and prejudice: are you romantic? With friends I am haha the princess bride: what's your best feature? Hair a raisin in the sun: what is your most important possession? Um, I dont know, books? romeo and juliet: have you ever done anything ridiculous for love? what? Nope  stargirl: do you value uniqueness? I do indeed! the taming of the shrew: would you be willing to be in a relationship with someone who is very dominant? Maybe the tell-tale heart: is there anything you feel guilty about right now? what? I feel guilty about not having a job and not being able to pay mum any rent to kill a mockingbird: do you believe something has value simply because it's beautiful? Yes, but the beauty itself can be valuable twilight: how consistent are your feelings about people close to you? Not very consistent, they change a lot  watership down: do you think your right to life is any greater than an animal's? Not at all, an animals life is the same if not more the westing game: if you died now, what would you want to happen to your possessions? I would give my harry potter books to Karly, Leighton and Lucas, soft toys to leighton, and idk everything else be sold and money to b given to my parents and my godson and nephew! 1) What images do you have set for your desktop/cell phone wallpapers? Desktop; mix of photos of friends and family, cell phone: Ana and Leighton 2) Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? Yes I have :L 3) What was your last text message? Um “Okay!” to Louise  4) What do you see yourself doing in 10 years? Hopefully owning a bookshop 5) If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be? In bed sleeping 6) What was your coolest Halloween costume? Harry Potter! 7) What was your favorite 90s show? Thats so Raven or Lizzie McGuire 8) Who was your last kiss? Um, Bernie? 9) Have you ever been stood up? No 10) Favorite ice cream flavor? Chocolate 11) Have you been to Las Vegas? Nope 12) Your favorite pair of shoes? My runners 13) Honestly, have you ever cheated on your significant other? No 14) What is your favorite fruit? Pears! 15) Have you talked to anyone on tumblr that you could see yourself dating/having sex with? If possible? Not really 16) Are you into hookups? Short or long term relationships? Hook ups 17) Do you smoke? If so, what? Yes, cigarettes 18) What do you do to get over your anger? Cry 19) Do you believe in God? No 20) Does the person you're in love with know it? Not in love 21) Favorite position? None 22) What's your horoscope sign? Virgo 23) Your fears? Spiders, the dark, heights, water, not having control 24) How many pets do you have? What kind? One, dog! 25) What never fails to turn you on? Neck kisses 26) Your idea of a perfect first date? Harry Potter marathon in bed! 27) What is something most people don't know about you? I was physically bullied in high school by a boy my age and my teachers asked me if i thought he was flirting.. 28) What makes you feel the happiest? Reading and listening to music! 29) What store do you shop at most often? Whitcoulls 30) How do you feel about oral? Giving and/or receiving? I don’t mind giving because of the response I get  31) Do you believe in karma? Sort of 32) Are you single? Yes 33) Do you think flowers or candy are a better way to apologize? No, words are 34) Are you a good swimmer? I used to be 35) Coffee or Tea? Neither! 36) Online shopping or shopping in person? Online! 37) Would you rather be older or younger than your current age? Older 38) Cats or Dogs? Doggys 39) Are you a competitive person? No 40) Do you believe in aliens? No 41) Do you like dancing? Its fun when drunk haha 42) What kind of music do you listen to? Many kinds! 43) What is your favorite cartoon character? I don’t think I have one 44) Where are you from? New Zealand 45) Eat at home or eat out? Home 46) How much more social are you when you're drunk? Depends what stage of drunk, but usually a lot more social 47) What was the last thing you bought for yourself? Books 48) Why do you think your followers follow you? I am not sure, but I value them for doing so! 49) How many hours do you sleep at night? My average seems to be 4  50) What worries you most about the future? Losing people 51) If you had a friend that spoke to you the same way you speak to yourself, how long would you be friends? Not very long 52) Are you happy with yourself? Happier than I used to be but not completely. 53) What do you wish you didn't know? How cruel the world can be 54) What big lesson could people learn from your life? Acceptance 55) If you could live in any home on a television series, what would it be? Arias from PLL 56) What's your favorite Website? tUMBLR AND NETFLIX 57) What's the habit you're proudest of breaking? Self harm and binge drinking 58) What was your most recent trip of more than 50 miles? Um Oamaru 59) What's the best bargain you've ever found at a garage sale or thrift store? It wasn’t me that found it but my mum found a Harry Potter lamp shade for $2 60) What do you order when you eat Chinese food? Crystal chicken on rice 61) If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be? No idea 62) If you had to teach a subject to a class, what would it be? English 63) Favorite kind of chips? Salt and Vinegar 64) Favorite kind of sandwich? Ham Lettuce tomato 65) Which do you use more often, the dictionary or the thesaurus? Dictionary 66) Have you ever been stung by a bee? Yes lots of times when I was younger 67) What's your favorite form of exercise? Walking! 68) Are you afraid of heights? Yes 69) What's the most memorable class you've ever taken? Classics 70) What's your favorite breakfast? Don’t like breakfast 71) Do you like guacamole? No 72) Have you ever been in a physical fight? No 73) What/who are you thinking about right now? Karly 74) Do you like cuddling? Mer no 75) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of? Yes 76) Have you ever experienced one of your biggest fears? No 77) Favorite city you've been to? Christchurch  78) Would you break the law to save a family member? Yes 79) Talk about an embarrassing moment? Somehow in class when I was having a private conversations the class would stop talking when I was saying something embarrassing 80) Are there any causes you strongly believe in? Yes  81) What's the worst injury you've ever had? My neck seems to be the worst 82) Favorite day of the week? Friday 83) Do you consider yourself sexually open minded? Yes 84) How do you feel about porn? If it turns you on then fine  85) Which living celebrity would you like to know? Delta Goodrem 86) Who was your hottest ex? Male or female? haha probably Brittney 87) Do you want/have kids? No 88) Has anyone ever told you that they wanted to marry you? Yes but my best friend 89) Do you get easily distracted? Sometimes 90) Ass or titties? Titties 91) What is your favorite word? Weird 92) How do you feel about tattoos? I love them 93) Do you have any pets? Doggy 94) How tall are you? Uhm 5″6 95) How old are you? 23 96) 3 physical features you get complimented on a lot? Hair, smile and eyes 97) Is there anything you're really passionate about? Acceptance 98) Do you have trust issues? Oh yes 99) Do you believe in love at first sight? No, lust 100) What are some words that you live by? Why? Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 

[jknerd]

Snow White Chapter 34: Unbroken Sisterhood

[Using the powerful clans’ oppression as an excuse, Chi sent his two sisters to married off to Ju. Understanding Ju’s duty as a king, Seol agreed to let Hwangbo sisters married to him. Hwangbo Su who had always admired Seol, was taught by her with politics and decide to share their dream; the prosper the country with peace and no war.]

“…what?”

Chi remained his victorious smile. He then further told the king it was the only way to prevent the clashes of different clans. With gaining more supports from Hwangbo, the king will have more strength to bend the clans on his will.

“besides, without our support…who will protect the throne? Who will protect you?” Chi inquired as he raised his eyebrows.

Jung really wished he could behead this cursed child of his eighth brother but Baek-Ah managed to calm him. Cheon Chu-Jeon glared daggers at Chi as A-Ran did the same. Eighth prince’s son stood up and politely dismissed himself. He was about to leave until the door burst opened as queen Hunui Yoo Seol entered, much to his surprise. Everybody were tense at Seol and Chi’s silent presence. When she looked at Chi, she then spoke.

“You…” She pointed at him.

Princesses knew Seol’s tigress-like temper as much as Ju, Jung, Baek-Ah and Chu-Jeon was aware of.

“Get. Out.” Seol pronounced the word with icy tone.

Regained his composure and managed to hide the stricken expression, Chi bowed briefly then left the king’s chamber, followed by his wife Moon-Duk who could only gave her remorseful look. Seol approached to her family then.

“I’ve heard about the proposal from the official of Hwangju.”

Ju didn’t speak for a while. Sensing the anxiety, Seol sighed and gave them all her comforting smile as she sat beside her king.

“Your majesty,” Seol spoke with soothing voice, “please accept it.”

Ju frowned at her. Jung and Baek-Ah only looked down in guilt for they were unable to protect the two further. A-Ran’s eyes grew watery.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll always stay with you.”

Gyeongjong bit his lips. Seol slowly embraced him, letting her arms around his head. She gently patted his back with comfort.

“I’m very sorry, Ju…I couldn’t be strong enough to protect you.”

A-Ran silently cried in her husband’s arms. Jung and Baek-Ah only looked away in shame. The room was filled with tears and comfort as they were all looking at the grief-stricken king and his queen took in their arms for peace.

It’s been two days since the marriage between Ju and Hwangbo sisters. Two. Both Hwangbo Su and Hwangbo Seol. Everytime queen Hunui look at them, their eyes were filled with fear and anxiety. Chi was using them no doubt. Seol squeezed her fists as she think of their brother but regained her composure as she heard the announcement of two new queen’s arrival. She let them in and Hwangbo sisters bowed to her. Su was wearing a simple yet beautiful green and pink hanbok as her younger sister was wearing light purple and white ones. Even though Su was around Seol’s age, the youngest Hwangbo was still sixteen for heaven’s sake! Poor Hwangbo Seol was quivering out of fear towards the life of palace and its cruelty. With welcoming smile, Seol gestured them to sit down.

“It’s been a while, girls.”

They both merely nodded their head. In their eyes, Seol was more beautiful than the time she was wedded to Ju. In the sisters’ eyes, she was the graceful Snow Queen, or a Moon Goddess. For many years, they have admired the second queen for her rare willpower and her maternal love for her country. And they couldn’t bring themselves to compare with her. Su looked up with forlorn expression.

“Your majesty…”

“Enough with formality, Su. Just call me by my name when no one’s looking.” Seol smiled.

“…Seol…we’re scared,” Su continued, “my sister’s barely reached to seventeen and we don’t know about anything in palace…”

Seol was saddened at their distress. She could see that they were forced to become the queen against their will. Then as if she had an idea, Seol perked up with grin.

“If you don’t mind…then perhaps I could tell you or teach you about them.”

Hwangbo sisters looked up, hopeful.

“R—really?” Hwangbo Seol, Queen Hunjung asked with hopeful smile.

Seol nodded her head, promising.

“We may be queens, but you girls are always my sisters.”

“Thank you…,” Hwangbo Su, Queen Hunae muttered, “thank you so much.”

Even if Chi was planning on to harm them, Seol swore to protect her dear friends and help them how to defend themselves.

Another day passed and Seol was in Damiwon. She was making the cosmetics for the princesses until she heard the man calling out. She looked up and saw Wang Chi stood, bowed stiffly at her. Her smile transformed into a poised yet disdainful look as she stood up. When he was here, it meant his sisters were waiting for her. Even though she was looking forward to spend her time with her friends she kept her serene yet cold expression as she walked pass the Hwangju family. Her nose were up high, looking down at them with grace as she was either ignoring or unaware of Chi’s pained expression. She went outside and saw Hwangbo Su who was waiting anticipated. She also saw the man beside her.

“Su.”

Queen Hunae turned and her expression were brightened. Seol asked who’s the man behind her and Su introduced the stranger.

“He is Hwangju’s distant relative, Kim Chi-Yang, from Dongju.”

The man smiled as he bowed to the queen. Seol greeted him back and inspected the man. He was young, around their age or older. Judging by his clothes and hair, he was nobleman. His facial expression was genuinely polite and gentlemanly but Seol couldn’t help feel uneasy for Su.

“Let’s go to the tower bridge first, the sunrise is beautiful today.”

Su nodded her head and bid her goodbye to Chi-Yang who only smiled back with kindness and somewhat…intimate sense of emotion. Seol squinted her eyebrows but looked away as she led the way up to the palace.

Ju, Cheon Chu-Jeon, A-Ji, Jung, Baek-Ah and the princesses were watching two queens walking together at the tower bridge where they could see the view outside the palace. King Gyeongjong smiled as he saw both Seol and Su interacting as sisters. Two queens stopped as they were watching the sunrise as the light touched the grand surface, which it intrigued Su.

“Look afar, Su,” Seol began as she pointed at the ray of sunlight, “everything the sunlight reaches, is our home, our kingdom.”

Su could see the beautiful golden sunrise greets the sky as she could see the people aimlessly walking along with their family. The merchants were selling goods, children walking around, followed by their parents. The trees’ leaves were dancing alongside by the wind and flowers woken up by the kiss of sunlight and the water drop touched its petals. The third queen couldn’t help but glanced at them with awe.

“Like our great ruler Taejo, the kings’ and queens’ time as the parents rise and fall like the sun and the moon. One day, this sun and the moon will set our time and who knows, the new sun will rise with your son as the new king.” Seol smiled.

“Our home…,” Su mused with fascination, “we are the country’s mothers?”

“Yes…we are.” Queen Hunui replied with radiant grin.

Then they were going to their favorite lake Dongji. Su stopped as she saw the stone tower made by Ju for Seol’s mother Hae Soo. Both of them landed their stone above and gave it a brief prayer as they walked around.

“Everything we touch, see and hear has its delicate balance.” Seol explained.

“Oh, like Yin and Yang?” Hwangbo Su asked.

“Yes, as a mother of country we need to remember this. Our land was began with the land gods that guarded us. Granted us from grains to farming animals. Here, long ago whenever there was a war, we don’t bring gold along with us.”

“Then what did our ancestors got?” Su asked.

“They fetched their remained grains and rices. They needed the land to crop, raise their foods to survive and without them, the gold’s meaningless. As the time pass, we also need animals to farm and raise our food sources, thus we must respect our nation and people. But there are so many foreign lands that were after our kingdom. There are so many greedy men who wanted to own the most valuable lands and their greed, avarice, destroy all.”

“Khitan is still after Goryeo so we need more defenders to protect, right?”

“Correct. That’s why we have kings who could protect the lands from the ones who tried to dominate and corrupt. We need kings and queens like us to help our nation to balance this cycle of life. War will create the tragedy as much as the land need to protect from our enemies. Peace is the central association with the balance.”  

“King is the sun, the Yang, and Queen is the moon, the Yin.”

“This is the balance of life.”

Seol and Su glanced at the beautiful lake where the lilies and leaves were waltzing around. The water reflects the gold of sunshine as the tree surrounds the mirror of the heaven. Hwangbo glanced at Seol whose expression was serene and delicate. She now realized why she was born with the star of the queen. Hwangbo Su wasn’t born with such but Ji-Mong once assured her she did have the dignity of becoming a queen. Her best friend Seol indicated once that if something might happen to her, it will be up to Su in order to protect their home.

Note:

New chapter and character came up!

Kim Chi-Yang: He is young governor and nobleman from Hwangbo’s distant relation. His household was Dongju. He was well-known for his intelligence and cunningness, became Iron Empress’s lover.

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