#they just think you ate too much when in reality i Don't Eat. i Don't Eat. i've stopped eating and nothing has changed.

[daedrabela]

i miss being hot. i miss taking pictures and feeling cute. i miss dressing up and wearing minxy little outfits. i can't stand myself anymore. i can't look in the mirror.

[luvyeni]

girllll can you please write a smut about churchboy!mark x fem!reader <33

NICE BOY; MARK LEE

pairings. churchboy!mark x fem!reader

wc. 1k

warnings. dom!mark , oral (m. recieving), face fucking , unprotected sex (he pulls out) , degrading, doggy style, crying

i hope you like it <3 !

everybody dotes on mark , his innocent church boy facade has blinded everyone , but you see it , you see right past him ...

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you huff , watching your parents crowd around mark along with the other parents after service , rolling your eyes as he bats his eyelashes , speaking so kindly... like he wasn't drunkenly sticking his tongue down some random girls throat last night , just like he does every weekend.

mark is a good actor for sure , he was able to put up this act , this good boy next door and everyone ate it up like crazy , maybe you were jealous because almost slipped past your overbearing parents , but they couldn't see the mask that he was wearing.

"＿ , come." your mother called you over , you sighed , unfolding your arms , walking over to them. "yes mother." you said. "mark will be joining us for dinner tonight , his parents are staying for the extra service." the boy stood in front of you , that boyish smile. "i want you to give him a good welcome into our home , make him feel at home." you wanted to scream. "could you not do it." you said.

your mom glared at you , her eyes piercing your skin. "fine." your mother went back to smiling. "good , now why don't you two go wait in the car , me and your father will be out shorty." she handed you the keys , "be a good girl." you could see mark smirking out the corner of your eye.

you guys made it to the car , opening the door , climbing in. "i saw you glaring at me." mark finally spoke as soon as you closed the door. "yeah , that's because i don't like you." you reached over , turning the car on , music lowly playing on the radio , sitting back in your seat. "that's too bad , i think your pretty cool." you rolled your eyes.

"drop the act mark , you might have your parents and the church fooled but im not dumb." you scoffed. "what did i do?" mark wasn't offended , he just wanted to fuck with you. "that innocent act you put on annoys the fuck out of me , because you have everyone eating out the palm of your hand , when in reality you were struggling to stand yesterday , as you shoved your tongue in yeeun's or god knows where else." you hissed.

it was silent for a second , you thought you actually might've hurt his feelings , until he spoke again. "are you upset at that?" he started , "or is it because it's not you that im sticking my tongue in." he was real close , whispering in your ear , making you shiver , mark noticed this , smirking. "i think we've come to actual reason you're pissed , you want me to fuck you." you turned to him , disgust evident on your face. "in your dreams mark lee."

"i mean yeah you are , but im glad to know im in yours too." he kissed your cheek , you wiped it , making him laugh. "come on , no one's around , you don't have to pretend you hate me anymore." he said. "im not pretending." you smiled. "oh really , what if i just." his hand creeping up your thigh , you sighed , breathing picking up. "you mean to tell me you won't be wet as fuck." he bit his lip. "n..no." you tried to remain strong , but he could tell he was just inches away from breaking you. "okay , let's see." before you could say anything , he ran his thumb down your covered slit , you bit your lip as a act of defiance.

"tsk , i see you're a brat , i like brats , i love breaking them down into mindless sluts." he pulled his hand from under your dress. "fix yourself , your parents are coming." and just like that , he turned that innocent persona back on just as your parents opened the door , getting into the car. "i hope we didn't keep you waiting long mark , hoping our daughter hasn't been too much of nuisance." he smiled turning to you , his eyes dark with lust.

"no ma'am , she been such a good girl."

the ride home was nothing short of torturous , mark was sitting close to you , the sweet way he talked to your parents about the service , was a completely contrast to how he was toying with you , sneaking his hands up your skirt , playing with your clit through your panties , occasionally smirking when you bit your fist , or cover your mouth , looking out the window , trying not to moan , your parents not suspecting a thing.

"＿ , why aren't you talking?" your dad said. "because im not intrested." your mother called out your name. "stop acting like that , be kind to mark , you could learn a lot from a nice boy like him." you scoffed , "nice boy my a- shit!" you glared at mark because he pinched your thigh , causing your outburtst. "＿ ! we don't talk like that , what's wrong with ?" your mother questioned just as you pulled into your driveway. "let's just drop it , let's hurry inside , i have to prepare dinner."

as soon as you walked in , taking your shoes off , you beelined it to the steps. "young lady , where are you going?" your mother said. "upstairs , can i not do that?" you stated. "loose the attitude , and take mark with you." your draw dropped. "you barely allow haechan to sit on the couch , let alone go to my room alone." you exclaimed. "that's because who knows what you two will get up to up there , mark is a good boy , we trust him." you were about to say something , when your dad spoke up , "hurry the game is on , and i can't hear."

you looked at the boy , who sat there smiling , you just knew he was eating this up. "come on , don't just stand there." you stomped up the stairs , him following close behind you. "don't touch anything , just sit in the bed." you opened your bedroom door , letting him in , shutting the door.

"oh what's this." you turned around , your eyes widening as mark held your underwear in his hand. "these don't cover much do they , pretty sexy though." you snatch them out of his hands , stuffing them back into the drawer. "i told you not to touch anything." you snapped. "they were right there." he leaned back , manspreading , your eyes travelled down to his thighs.

"princess , my eyes are up here." he smirked. "unless , it's something you want down there. "like it could even get me to cum." you snorted , this must've pissed mark off. "get over here." his voice dropped a few octaves , shocking you, it turned you on a little. "now." you decided to play with him a bit now. "you want to listen to some music?" you turned on your speaker , turning on your favorite playlist. "i need to get out of this dress." you walked towards your bathroom , but mark was quicker , grabbing your arm , pulling you in between his thighs.

"you don't think i can't get you to cum?" he scoffed , "how about you ask yeeun." you rolled your eyes. "she's easy to please." you snapped back. "and you aren't , rubbing you through your panties had you biting your fist , trying not to moan like a slut on front of your parents." he hissed , unzipping your dress , pulling your dress down. "mark!"

"get on your knees." he said , you ignored him. "okay." he pushed you down to your knees , in between his legs. "i guess i do have to treat you like a rag doll." he unbuckled his pants , pushing them down enough , pulling his cock out. he was huge , definitely bigger than anyone you've ever taken. "i see the gears turning in that head of yours , i know it's big , i want you to take it all." he said. "i can't." he scoffed.

"i don't care , you were all big and bad before , but now you're too scared to take it , come on be a big girl." he grabbed your hair , making it into a makeshift ponytail , guiding his cock to your mouth , slapping his tip on your lips. "open." you obeyed and he immediately pushed your head down on it , guiding you all way down. "shit , that's it , take all of it." you gagged around him , struggling to take him.

"tsk , useless slut , come on take it all." he pushed your head all the way down on him. "that's it , now sit there on your knees and let me fuck your face." he groaned , as he bucked his hips up into your mouth , "fu..fuck your throat feels so good , taking my cock like a good slut." he held your head down on his cock.

"oh yeah , fuck im gonna cum all down your throat." you looked at him through your teary lashes , his head was thrown back as he gripped your hair. "oh fuck!" he pushed your head down , his cum flooding your throat , pushing your head off , coughing , mascara running down your face. "look at you , such a messy whore." he grabbed your arm , pulling you off the floor , basically throwing your body against your bed.

"ass up , now." you complied , fully submitted to him now. "look at you , you were being disrespectful to me , being a brat , now your so ready to be fucked by me." he pushed his pants all the way down. his legs dipped into the bed. "fucking slut." he slapped your ass. "shit mark!" you yelped.

"shut the fuck up , the last thing i need is your mother coming in , and seeing me whore her daughter out." he pulled your panties down , your pussy glistening. "such a messy pussy , this is crazy , i knew it , you just wanted me to fuck you , that's why you were acting like that." he hissed , running his cock up and down your folds. "mark , please." you wiggled your hips against him , he squeezed your ass. "come on slut , beg some more , i know you can do it."

"pl..please fuck me mark , please , i'll be good." you sounded pathetic , it made his cock harder , he slapped your ass one more , pushing his cock all the way inside you , your mouth dropping open. "fuck , such a tight cunt." he pulled out , slamming back into you. "mark." you hid your face in the pillow to cover your moans, as he roughly fucked into you.

"fucking clenching my dick , i thought i couldn't get you to cum , here you are about to cum already." he pushed down on your back , hitting a deeper spot. "i..im gonna cum." you whined , he smirked. "go a head and cum slut , cum for me." he slapped your ass as you came around him , biting the pillow to keep from screaming.

"shit." he cursed pulling out , flipping you over on to your back , lining his cock back up with your sensitive cunt. "ma..mark." you couldn't take him anymore. "oh no baby , im gonna make you cum until your mom calls for dinner." he pushed into you , your hands flying to your mouth , suppressing a scream , your back lifting off the bed as he fucked you.

"fu..fucking cunt is sucking me in , you claim you hate me , but your pussy is telling a different story." he trusted into you over and over , hips slapping against yours , a moan slipped out , he reached over , his hand coming up to throat , squeezing lightly. "i guess this is the only one to shut you up." he hissed , groaning himself , his orgasm inching up on him.

your eyes were rolled to back of your head , makeup ruined by your tears as the boy everyone was so innocent ruined your body. "look at you -shit- all fucked out by the person you claim to hate , gonna let me cum all over you , let the person you hate cum all over your body." you nodded dumbly. "cum first , cum on my cock again slut." you rubbed your clit , your mouth dropped open , but nothing came out as you came on his cock for the second time. "sh..shit , im gonna cum." he pulled out , tugging at his cock a few times , his cum spurting out , landing on your stomach and chest. "fuck."

both of you were breathless , chest heaving up and down , covered in sweat. "still hate me?" you wanted to kick him. "fu..fuck you." he smirked. "your mom hasn't call down yet." he rubbed his cock along your folds , you stopped , pushing at his hips. "i..i can't." you couldn't take another round , he laughed , just as you heard your mothers voice ,from downstairs.

"you're lucky this time, you need to fix yourself , wouldn't want your mom to see you like this." he put his clothes back on. "i'll see you down there princess." he winked , leaving out of your room , making his way downstairs.

"where is she?" your mouth ask as he sat down , he imagined you struggling to get dressed , your legs were probably wobbly and sore. he smiled , turning to your mother with the most innocent smile.

"she said she wanted to change into something more comfortable , she will be down shortly."

©️LUVYENI

[nczennie]

A drabble in which you realize Minho doesn't love you anymore.

Featuring: Reader x Stray Kid's Lee Know Genre: Angst

[ 20:22 ] with Minho

You can't deny things have been..difficult between you and Minho lately, but you've recently celebrated your 4 year anniversary. You figured with being together that long there is bound to be some ups and downs.

But that doesn't mean it hurts any less.

For the past couple of months, it seems as if you can't do anything right with your boyfriend. Every small thing you said turned into an argument or misunderstanding.

As if the slightest things you did ticked him off and you couldn't figure out why.

The past couple of weeks have been fine, and it's basically back to normal. He returned from filming out of the country, and you both returned to your normal routine.

But now, once again, he's rolling his eyes at you because you don't want to eat chicken for dinner.

This feeling of defeat is frustrating, as he feels the need to pick at everything you do or say. Even when he was gone, he said some rude things to you because he thought you were dissing his fans.

That wasn't the case at all, you just mentioned feeling hurt as some STAYS were shit-talking your own group's comeback. Nevertheless, he hung up on you and didn't text you for days after.

It was things like that that started to pop up after you're anniversary and it ate at you completely.

You stand in the room of his dorm, tears coming to your eyes and feeling like such a fool for crying over what to eat for dinner. But in reality, you knew it was much more than that.

"Please, Minho," You choke out, forcing a steady voice, "I'm tired of fighting all the time. Can we please talk about this? I love you."

There's a beat of silence. He swallows as he looks at you. And then you realize.

You feel as if you've been pulled into the ocean, a wave crashing over you as you lose your breath. Your face crumbles as you look at him, "Oh my-" You cover your mouth.

"No," Minho starts and takes a step towards you, but you back towards the door. "You don't love me anymore." You whisper out, knowing airing it will make it true.

"I do love you," He says firmly, "I just..." He trails, but you know.

Minho loves you, and loves you in a way that you wish the best for people no matter where life takes them. But he is no longer in love with you.

"No, you don't!" You cry into your hands, suddenly sick to your stomach, "How long?"

He shakes his head, refusing to answer, saying your name firmly, "Stop, don't do this." Don't hurt yourself even more, you imagine he wants to say.

You suddenly feel flushed with embarrassment. All this time he has probably been sick of you, but you've clung to him like nothing has changed. Reaching for his hand, ranting about your day, leaning to kiss him, taking him to your bed...

You turn towards the door, and for some reason, the picture of having sex with him while he doesn't love you anymore makes you nauseous.

The urge to run is stronger than ever but you need to know something, "Is there someone else?"

His answer is quick, "No! That's not-it's not like that okay, I just..." He trails again and you don't have to be looking at him to know his brows are furrowed.

So there isn't somebody else, there must just be something wrong with you for him to not want you anymore. The dark thoughts are beginning.

"I need to leave." You say with a tightness in your chest, reaching for his door.

"Okay, I'll drive you home." Minho moves towards the door, too, but you turn quickly, making sure to avoid his gaze. "No, you don't get to do that. I don't want to be near you."

You head out of his room ignoring his insistence on letting him know when you get to your dorm safety.

Instead, you take the long way home, sobbing quietly into your mask as you think of all the things Minho doesn't like about you.

Your hair, your dancing, your voice, your eyes, the way you look in the morning. You've thought of a million things that must've pushed him away by the time you got home you still can't help but wonder what was wrong with you.

You crash open the door of one of your members and fall to her bed ignoring how she looks at you from her desk, instead sobbing out with a heartbreaking cry,

"He doesn't love me anymore."

Copyright © 2024 by nczennie. All rights reserved.

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𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 - 𝗸.𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆-𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀

summary: kyra and yn both like each other and only start to make loves after charli becomes a pest.

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"𝗦𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗘 you and kyra gonna start dating?"

i was caught completely off guard at that statement by charli. "huh?" all the eloquence left my body when i responded. "you and kyra. we all see it. you two make heart eyes behind the others' back all the time."

i could feel the blush creep onto my cheeks and around the nape of my neck. "i don't know what you're on about." it came out as a mumble but charli heard me.

"yn i can see you blushing. can you just ask her out already? the amount of times i've had to listen to her harp on about you is giving me headaches." i didn't know what to say to that either. "she talks about me?" charli looked dumbfounded that i picked up that piece of information out of everything else.

"yes, now can you please go and kiss her to shut her up?"

"you first. i'm not kissing anybody." it was then that kyra herself came over to join us, and had caught the last bit of what i had said. "who's kissing who?" "nothing, no one." i immediately shut it down and charli couldn't seem to find anything funnier. "so i'm gonna go now.." charli started to walk off.

"charlotte layne grant!" my voice held a warning for her that she knew she cop later. she didn't seem to care tho and ran off with a cheeky grin on her face.

me and kyra were left there, the latter not knowing what was going on. "what the fuck?" kyra whispered out at what had just occurred in front of her. "charli likes to screw around with us." i attempted to explain to my best friend of 5 years. a grin broke out on her face as she understood what i was trying to say.

"you got that right. wanna go to lunch with me?" i agreed happily and we headed for her car. what we didn't know was that charli had recruited katrina and they were both watching us from afar.

we went out to a local cafe and i took a seat at a table while kyra went up to order for the both of us; we did this together that often that she knew what i liked off by heart. she came to sit back down and the food followed soon after. we couldn't eat too much because we had training later on in the day.

it was a comfortable silence when we ate, and small talk about anything and everything when we weren't. i just felt so comfortable around her, she was the one thing in my life that i would sacrifice everything for, even my career.

we were in the middle of talking about something we'd both seen on the media, i had pulled out my phone to show kyra, and i saw her looking at me in the corner of my eye. as charli would have put it, she was making 'heart eyes' at me.

i thought back to the conversation i had with the young blonde earlier and her words echoed in my head. 'we all see it.' and 'you both make heart eyes at each other when the other isn't looking.' it got me thinking that maybe i should take that next step, maybe i should take a risk and ask her out.

my anxiety pulled my mind back down to reality, reminding myself of what could happen if she in fact didn't like me like that. everything would be ruined, the team dynamic and the bond we have going for over 5 years. and everyone would know. that's the last thing i needed. i looked back up to kyra who had just finished her food while i, on the other hand, was only halfway due to my daydreaming about the girl sitting opposite me.

"whatcha thinking about?" you. "oh nothing. just got distracted by something outside." i lied through my teeth to her face, i couldn't tell her now. i needed to at least get through training. then if she hated me i could pack up and move to england again.

we finished up, more like i finished while kyra waited patiently, then paid for the food and went back to the hotel the matilda's were staying in. i didn't even bother to go to my room, it was always one of us in the others room and this time it was my turn.

i flopped on her bed, starfishing in the middle, and taking up all the space. "yn move, i wanna lie down too." i shuffled over and held my arms out for her to fall into. she did just that, falling down onto me face first. we stayed like that for god knows how long before i checked the time and had a mini heart attack that we would be late. "i don't wanna leave."

"if we don't go, tony will skin us and drop us off the team." my tone was serious but my face betrayed how i felt.

with a groan she got off me and i grabbed my phone to go get changed in my room. "i'll come back to get you." i called out behind me and closed the door. as soon as i got into my own room i grabbed the first pair of any training gear i saw, changed the quickest i've ever changed and headed back to kyra's room.

it had only been 5 minutes, tops, so i knocked before hearing a barley audible 'come in!' and opening the door. kyra poked her head out from the bathroom and grinned at me. "geez, your quick. that desperate to get back to me, huh?"

i rolled my eyes at her antics, "you wish, ky." i shot back at her. "hurry up, let's go." she yelled back saying she was coming then ran back out to get her shoes on. we left to head down to the field where training was held. when we walked in together, both katrina and charli raised their eyebrows at me in a teasing manner.

i just flipped them off discreetly, trying not to catch kyra's attention.

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we had just finished doing the last lap tony had ordered and i flopped onto the ground. the other girls were walking around, everyone was sweating their asses off and some had gone to the changing rooms already. kyra came over and stood above me with a sweaty grin.

“are you dead yet?"

"shut up, ky."

i managed to get out. she held her hands out for me to take and i did. when she pulled me up i came face to face, only an inch away from her. our hands had instinctively gone to my waist and her neck.

my eyes flicked down to her lips then back up to her eyes, just in time to see her doing the same to me. i thought back to charli and decided fuck it. "ky, do you wanna be my girlfriend?" it was silent for a second then kyra broke it and kissed me. i reacted instantly, kissing back and pulling her tighter against me.

she did the same with her arms around my waist, one of her hands trailing down to my ass, just resting there. we pulled apart and breathed heavily before i spoke up.

"so i'll take that as a yes?" before she could respond there was a shout from across the field. "finally!" it was katrina and charli, the latter being the one that yelled. "i knew you could do it yn!" while katrina just stood their smirking, even throwing out a wolf whistle. i shook my head at the two and turned back to kyra.

we grinned at each other and i whispered,

"finally."

[rekino2114]

Fami revealing her identity to you

A/n:this is the second part to the post I did yesterday with makima that @trystan422 requested

Fami felt a pit in her stomach that not even food could fill, no matter how much she ate, she still felt sick and empty, worry was consuming her like it never had before, the worry of losing you.

It had been just a bit more than a month since you started dating and it has been the best time of her life she didn't think it was possible but she had found something or rather someone who she loved more than food.

normally, she wouldn't particularly care that much if someone found out her identity she wasn't doing that much to hide it anyway and she could deal with them easily If she truly wanted to.

But you, you were different she loved you and you leaving her would have broken her heart in a way that couldn't be repaired so it was better to tell you early in the release to not completely break yours too.

"Hey fami are you alright? You haven't eaten anything since you invited me here"

"No....there is something I need to tell you, its really important"

"Go ahead then I'm all ears"

"I'll go directly to the point,...... i am a devil"

Her emotionless voice and expression made it seem like this conversation was an easy one for her but in reality that couldn't be farther from the truth as she was panicking greatly on the inside.

"To be more specific, I am the famine devil, one of the four horseman of apocalypse, the others are my sisters: control, war and.....death, to put it bluntly I am really powerful"

"Feel free to tell that to anyone you want after you leave me, I won't hurt you or any of your friends for knowing that information, it would hurt me too much to see you in any kind of pain, for the same reason I won't do anything to you if you break up with me, I would much rather see you happy without me than you staying with me become of fear"

After her speech fami fell silent and pulled her hat over her face and closed her eyes,ready for you to walk away, she was very surprised when she heard you laughing instead

"So you're famine, I always thought your name was unique, I guess now I know why"

Fami blushed slightly and answered still confused

"Y-yeah I couldn't come up with a human name"

"I think it's beautiful if it's any consolation"

"Thank you I appreciate it"

You remained silent for a moment before walking over to where fami was sitting, taking her hat off and looking at her eyes

"Please don't think I'm gonna leave you, you mean so much to me, even if we've been together for not that long I can see the love you have for me, the way you look at me, the way you share food with me and the way you talk to me, I can see the love in everything you do, I know you love me, regardless of you being a devil, you're my girlfriend and nothing will change that"

After hearing everything you said fami felt the happiest she ever was, even eating the best food in the world couldn't compare to this feeling, she smiled the brightest smile she could muster and spoke such simple words yet filled with so much love.

"......thank you, truly"

"You're welcome, now let's order some pizza ok? You haven't eaten for like 15 minutes, I didn't know you could physically do that"

Fami chuckled and kept looking at you with a loving gaze

"Yes please I'd like that"

[audhd-author]

I definitely have an idea! Lab colleagues obviously in love with each finally confessing their love and making love for the first time

Hey Anon!

Thanks so much for your request, I hope you like it. It was my first time writing for Brucey so I really hope I did him justice.

- Audhd Author

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Lab Partner

You can't deny, you've had an attraction to Dr Bruce Banner since the day you first met. What you didn't expect was for him to feel the same way.

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2,767 words

NSFW (18+)

Soft sex, marking kink, nail scratching, hickeys, fluffy smut, mentions of disordered eating, creampies, nipple play

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Pen in your hand, you look blankly down at the hastily jotted notes from the meeting this morning with Tony, Fury, Agent Coulson, and Bruce. No matter how hard you try, you just can't find the motivation to keep your head focused. Your mind couldn’t be further from work at the moment as you glance up at Bruce, who’s resting his chin in his hand as he scrolls through blueprints on the latest tech Tony’s introduced to the lab. Letting out a groan, he removes his glasses, rubbing his face in his hands as he stares mindlessly at the screen, your breathing deepening at the sight. Quickly averting your gaze back to the notes, you sigh, randomly colouring in the corner of the paper as you let your thoughts take you anywhere else.

Unfortunately, that anywhere else happened to be on a random beach at sunset with none other than Bruce. His hand reaches up to cup your face as he leans closer to you, lightly brushing his lips against yours. His other hand wraps around your lower back, pulling you closer to him as your hand entangles itself in the back of his hair. Gently pulling your lower lip between his teeth, he extracts a breathless moan from you. “Y/N.” He breathes, breaking the kiss as you gasp for air.

“Y/N.” He repeats, the sunset quickly returning to the lab as you struggle to figure out where reality is. Looking up, a crimson heat spreads across your cheeks as you see Bruce, standing in front of your desk. “Ah, shit sorry, what?” You apologise, struggling to look at him without your heart beating through your chest. “Are you ok? I said your name like 3 times before you even noticed.” Your eyes widen as you try to avoid his gaze, the blush appearing more prominently over your features. “Yeah, sorry. I was lost in thought. What’s up?” You reply as he grins.

“Don’t blame you, these new designs of Tony’s are a lot. Are you hungry? I was thinking of heading out to get something to eat if you wanted to come- my shout.” He asks, as you gratefully nod, realising you actually can’t remember when you last ate. “Yeah, sounds good.” You respond, grabbing your phone from the desk as you stand up for the first time in hours. The moment your weight transfers onto your legs, you have to grasp at the desk for stability as your body sways dangerously, dizziness crowding your head as a hot flush runs through your veins. Bruce’s hand reaches for the small of your back, keeping you stable as his features convey his concern. “Jesus christ, Y/N. When was the last time you ate?” He asks, worry evident in his eyes as he looks at you. You shake your head as you take a deep breath before standing up straighter. “I honestly don’t remember. I can’t eat too early in the morning and I forgot to eat last night.”

“Fucking hell.” He curses under his breath, his hand not leaving your back as he guides you through the lab. The mere touch of his fingers has your body melting as you walk beside him. “As a scientist, you of all people should know the importance of regular nutrition.” He says as the two of you walk down to the underground carpark. "I do. I just don't realise how long it's been since I've eaten sometimes." You admit, sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck as Bruce unlocks his 2012 Acura. Opening the door for you, his hand doesn't leave your back until the last second before he shuts the door, walking around to the driver's side of the car.

"Do you feel like anything or did we just want to drive until we see something?" He asks, turning the key in the ignition as he does. "I honestly don't mind." You hurriedly say, if there was one thing you hated it was making decisions like where to go and what to eat. Simple questions like that when another person is involved, absolutely not. You'd much rather have them choose than choose the outcome yourself. "Alright, well, what do you feel like?"

Damn it, Banner- you. "I'm happy with whatever." You can feel the red hot flush of embarrassment appear over your cheeks as you say this. "Y/N." Bruce says, letting off a singular chuckle. "Bruce." You respond, a slight grin pulling at your lips as you look over at him. "Do we need to add decisions to the list of things you avoid?" He asks and you can't help the chuckle escaping you as he responds. "Only when it involves another person. I'm happy to go along with whatever."

Exhaling deeply, Banner grins as he shakes his head in defeat. "You are a piece of work, Y/N." You find yourself laughing at his words. "Oh always, but you love me for it anyways." You respond, only realising what you said after you said it, a familiar hot blush spreading on your face. "Oh definitely." He grins before dropping his tone out of earshot from you. "How can I not?"

Turning into a small parking lot, a lonesome diner stands at the end. "I come here a lot on my breaks. It's small but the food is delicious." Bruce says, pulling into a parking space near the door. Putting the car in park, he pulls the handbrake as he turns to you. "Right so are you able to get out of the car or do you need help with that?" He laughs, a grin on his face as you send him a feigned look of offence before laughing. "I think I can figure it out." You chuckle, opening the door and stepping out, ready for the light-headed feeling overcoming your head as you shut the door behind you.

Walking inside the quaint little diner, Bruce follows you to a corner booth, sitting opposite you as he passes you the menu from the centrepiece. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the Chicken Bacon burger combo, your stomach rumbling at the sight as your hunger finally begins to catch up to you. A young waiter comes to the table, a friendly smile on his face as he does. "Hey Bruce, what can I get for you today?" Bruce gives him a small smile before responding. "Just the usual thanks Alex." He says before looking over at you. "And a Chicken Bacon Burger combo with coke, thanks." You say, hoping the order isn't too expensive. "Sweet, two chicken bacon burger combos. It'll be ready shortly." Alex says before disappearing into the kitchen.

A silent sigh of relief escapes you upon hearing Bruce got the same as he chuckles at the coincidence. "So what inspired you to get into the sciences?" He asks, trying to spark up conversation. A reminiscent smile pulls at your lips as you respond. "My father. He was an esteemed scientist, like you, he got exposed to gamma radiation, except he didn't survive it. He had pre-existing health issues and the direct contact with the radiation killed him. I was always with him in the lab working with him and the one time I wasn't, he died. I just always sort of blamed myself for it and decided to keep his legacy going." Bruce's face falls further with each sentence, unsure as to how to respond.

"Y/N… I'm so sorry." He says, gently reaching over to squeeze your hand comfortingly. Shaking your head, you give a reassuring smile. "Don't be, he died doing what he loved. Besides, if that accident didn't happen, I probably wouldn't be working as an Avenger, which honestly? The thought of not, is terrifying." Bruce laughs after hearing your response. "Understandable, you're around something so often that it's terrible to imagine not having them- it in your life." He says, a blush appearing over both of your cheeks as the both of you catch his slip-up. "Couldn't have said it better myself." You respond as a chuckle escapes the both of you.

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The rest of the day absolutely flew by. Both you and Bruce were in high-spirits for the rest of the day, engaging in playful banter as you worked on the logistics of Tony's new blueprints. Turning the shower off, you pull on a loose V neck T-shirt and a comfy pair of jeans before walking into the lounge, slumping onto the couch in the living room of your quarters in the Avengers facility. Flicking the TV on, you aimlessly scroll through the shared Netflix account, finally deciding on The Hitman's Bodyguard. A knock on the door stops you from relaxing, a soft groan escaping you as you slowly stand up from the couch. Unlocking the door, Bruce stands outside, a sheepish smile on his face. "I hope you don't mind but I brought you some dinner, just to make sure you have something to eat. I can't have my favourite lab partner losing out on nutrition."

A grin pulls at your face, as you pull the door open more, letting Bruce walk in. "You didn't have to." He chuckles at your response. "I know, I wanted to." He replies, as you walk into the kitchen, grabbing a set of utensils each as he pulls out two ramen bowls. "Make yourself at home, did you want a drink or anything?" You call from the other room, as Bruce takes a seat on the couch. "No, I'm ok thanks." He replies as you walk back into the room, taking a seat next to him, folding your knees up as you hand him a fork.

"Thank you. I hadn't even thought about dinner, to be honest I was planning on just watching movies until I pass out from exhaustion like usual." You sheepishly admit as Bruce sends you a look of disapproval. "And a messed up sleep schedule, it's a wonder you even manage to function." He says as you chuckle. "Hey, I can guarantee Tony isn't much better." You grin, pointlessly defending yourself.

"Tony has Pepper. I care about you, I want to make sure that you're ok." Bruce states before taking a bite of his ramen. A familiar heat spreads over your cheeks as you hear his words, choosing to have a mouthful of food before responding. "Is this from a lab partner point of view?" You boldly ask as Bruce pauses, avoiding your gaze. "Decidedly not." He starts, taking a moment before exhaling a shaky breath. "I genuinely care about you, but lately, it seems to be more than just being your lab partner. I like you, in a more than friends way. I understand if you don't and I hope it doesn't ruin our relationship but I can't lie to-." You lean forward, brushing your lips tenderly against his, stopping his panicked rant. Startled, he pauses before leaning towards you, his hand coming up to cup your cheek before breaking the kiss.

A smile pulls at both of your faces as you breathe for air. "I like you too, Bruce." You confirm before he leans forward, pressing his lips more confidently against yours. Tender and sweet, it was everything you imagined it to be. Your heart beats intensely in your chest as his hand comes up to lightly trail over your hip, fingers dancing over your clothed skin. A breathy moan escapes you as he gently nibbles at your lower lip, a groan falling off his lips as he hears you. Ramen abandoned on the coffee table, he pushes you gently backwards, hovering over your body. His hands get more explorational. His fingers lightly dance over the curves of your side, his mouth trailing from your earlobe, down to your collarbone, peppering gentle kisses as he does. Your breathing intensifies, a hot desire burning in your core as he gently bites down on the skin on your shoulder, running his tongue over the teeth indents. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this." He groans, licking up the sensitive skin of your neck as you shiver in pleasure.

"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He suggests as you nod. Letting you get up, Bruce takes your hand as you lead him into the next room. Turning back to him, you wrap your arms around his neck as his hands grab your hips, pulling your body tight to his as your lips reconnect. Bruce guides you backwards as you feel the edge of the bed behind your legs. He gently pushes you back, crawling over you as you hit the bed. His lips find solace on the skin of your neck, sucking it between his teeth as hues of purple and red blossom behind. His fingers grasp at the hem of your shirt, lifting it up over your head as a groan emits from his throat upon seeing your lack of bra.

His mouth attaches to your nipple, gently sucking it as your back arches towards him. The flattened tip of his tongue gently flicks over the now hardened bud, extracting soft moans from your lips. His knee moves between your legs, pressing against your core. Your heat throbs with desire as he turns his attention to your other nipple, continuing with the same ministrations. His name escapes you in a breathless moan, pleasure throbbing in your core. Hearing his name on your lips extracts a low growl from him as his knee begins grinding over your heat. "Absolutely gorgeous." He murmurs against your skin, the vibrations travelling straight to your core as you feel arousal begin to drip down your thighs.

"Bruce, please I need you." You breathe as he pauses, looking up your body before lunging forward to press his lips firmly against yours. Your hands reach up to undo the white button down he's wearing as he runs his tongue over your lower lip, asking for access which you gladly give him. Shrugging the shirt off his shoulders, his hand reaches down to undo your jeans. Your tongues fight for dominance, working together to extract breathy moans from the both of you. Pulling both your jeans and panties down in one precise movement, a soft groan escapes him upon seeing your body fully exposed to him. Quickly undoing his pants, he positions himself in between your legs as his arms slide under your shoulders. Peppering kisses over your skin, his tip presses at your soaking entrance as your body shivers in pleasure.

Bliss fills your veins as he pushes inside you, a groan falling off his lips as your walls stretch around him. His thrusts are not fast nor slow, his hips setting a perfect pace that sends stars floating through your vision. You can't help the curses falling off your lips in a breathless moan, each buck of his hips makes him rub precisely over your sweet spot, ecstasy flooding your body. Your arms wrap around his back, nails digging into his shoulder as a soft whimper escapes you. "So fucking perfect." He groans against your skin, sucking it between his teeth as his tongue runs over the indents.

You can feel the coil in your stomach tighten with each movement of his hips, Bruce reading your body like his favourite book. Every ministration of his mouth, hands, and hips pushes you closer to the edge, pure bliss filling your veins as your body begins to shake beneath him. His hand reaches down to where your two bodies meet, his fingers expertly dancing over your clit as you fall over the edge. His name escapes you in a pleasured gasp, your back arching closer to him as ecstasy crashes over your body. Stars flood your vision as breathless moans fall off your lips, a hot flush burning through your veins. Bruce shudders above you, his hips stalling before you feel hot ropes of his secretion coating your walls, a low groan escaping him as the two of you gasp for air. He continues to thrust into you, slowly drawing out your highs as your body begins to regain its senses.

Gently brushing his lips over yours, he pulls his softening member from you, his hand coming up to brush strands of fallen hair away from your eyes. "You are better than I ever could've imagined." He murmurs, as the kiss breaks, his forehead resting against yours before you pull him down next to you. His arms instinctively wrap around you as you place another tender kiss to his lips, basking in the warmth of his bare skin against yours.

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A/N:

Definitely not sitting in my car at uni posting this 🤭

Will add Brucey to my masterlist on my break because I don't have time right now 🤣😅

[jongbross]

get you alone (sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader)

pairing: sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader word count: 3.5k genre: smuuut warnings: description of sexual activities, oral sex (female receiving), semi public sex, cum eating, handjob, teasing, swearing, sub!baekhyun, dom!reader, brat!baekhyun, baekhyun is a good boy, mentions of alcohol, mentions of superm (i miss my boys) a/n: i didn't beta read this, i hate this ending, i'm sad because i don't have a baekhyun for myself, but i'm also happy because i've been trying to write this idea for a long time now! this is an extra for kinktober, so i hope you all like it <3

the party was truly enjoyable. you had a smile on your face, a sincere one, while listening to the group chatting around you. jongin laughed hard at something mark said, hitting the youngest’s arm repeatedly. baekhyun caught on to the joke, not letting it die and making everyone laugh even more.

“it’s just like that! for real!”, taeyong said between laughs. 

you smiled to yourself at the sight of the six of them. superm was obviously a way sm found to put all of them to work even more than they already did, but the way they clicked was undeniable. the way baekhyun, taemin and jongin looked at the youngest ones made your heart warm, as you knew they saw themselves in those young eyes.

baekhyun took a moment to look at his members, like he was sharing the same thoughts as you. he grinned to himself, quickly looking down when he felt his cheeks burning. you remembered how excited - but also worried - he was when he became their leader, not sure if his experience in the field and being the oldest was enough to lead them. to say he wanted only the best for his personal friends and for the new kids was an underestimation, and anxiety ate him alive at that time.

every doubt he had faded away as time went by, as they recorded their album, their music videos, and even their own reality show. all the five of them, even taemin who despite being younger had more time in the industry, looked up at baekhyun and trusted him fully to take them on that journey. and for that, baekhyun was grateful.

“baby?”, you called him, catching his attention immediately and also receiving a few looks from his members. “can you get me another beer?”

you stretched your arm towards the cold metal bucket sitting on the tiny table in front of you. bottles were spread around it, all empty, but somehow the bucket was still full - probably someone from the bar reloaded it when you went to the bathroom.

“hm… don’t you think you drank too much already, bambi?”

“of course not, i only had three of them.”

“that’s more than enough to get you tipsy”, baekhyun smirked, pinching your cheek before turning his attention to his friends.

“that’s more than enough to get you in brat mode at me too, apparently”, you fired back, making ten choke on his drink.

if baekhyun thought he could pull that off just because he was with his friends, he was deadly wrong. silently, baekhyun licked his lips, reaching for a bottle of beer and giving it to you. jongin suddenly started laughing, finger pointed at his oldest friend.

“his ears are getting red!”, he said. “hyung, are you embarrassed?”

“why should i?”, your boyfriend shrugged like it was no big deal. “i’m just a gentleman. learn how to treat your girl right, guys: do what they ask you, they know better.”

“or else you’re called a brat”, taemin completed, laughing too.

baekhyun’s attempt to brush it off didn’t work, and you could see on his face that he was trying to come up with a joke to get himself out of it.

“you should see who’s the brat when we’re alone…”, he said with a smirk on his face, and you just couldn’t believe it.

really? he would try to sound like he had any type of upper hand on you now? five pairs of eyes fell on you, closely watching as you looked at baekhyun in disbelief.

“are you sure you wanna play this way?”, you asked him.

baekhyun slowly looked at you, lips pressed into a line. you shot up an eyebrow, smirking at him like a challenge. he blinked a few times, mouthing a “i’m sorry” before turning to his friends again. 

the disbelief was now on jongin’s face, who stared at you with wide eyes. mark, just like a mirror, did the same a few seconds afterwards (when he understood what had just happened).

“i can’t believe it… you made him shut up!”, jongin exclaimed, the guys around him trying their best not to laugh. “i’ve been trying to do that for years now!”

“you better quit, jongin ah. you are not her”, baekhyun said, also reaching for another beer.

“what’s the secret?”, taemin asked, much to baekhyun’s annoyance.

“oh…”, you smiled. “he just knows that only good boys end up in my bed.”

again, baekhyun licked his lips. the laughing and screaming from his members weren’t enough to make him not look at you, desperately trying not to smile. 

you winked at him, before looking at the boys and seeing both taeyong and mark blushing. 

because, truth was: baekhyun was all loud and energetic around people, making everyone laugh and being the life of the party anywhere he stepped his foot in. he could easily give off dom vibes - or maybe not even dom, just the one who had the final word on your relationship. but you knew better than that.

oh, you knew so much better than that.

baekhyun’s laugh echoed through the pleace, getting mixed to the other ones.

“she’s funny just like me”, he said, trying his best to not ruin his reputation as the loud, funny guy, the one that always had a witty reply on the tip of his tongue and didn’t know how to shut up; his reputation as their leader.

but both of you knew, deep down, that it was a lost cause now.

“yeah, yeah… right”, jongin rolled his eyes at his hyung.

conversation naturally started again, thanks to ten who could almost literally sense how tense baekhyun was beside him. the group went back to talk and joke and tell stories about their lives.

baekhyun did his best to keep his normal self, teasing his members and being loud, but although his lips carried the conversation, his mind was far away from that party. he could feel your hand on his thigh as you scrolled through your phone, which reminded him of your presence and the control you undeniably had over him; he could feel your soft breathes on his neck, head loosely rested on his shoulder.

not so long after, baekhyun gasped when he felt your nails caressing the inside of his thigh - such a mindless, innocent act, but that made him catch your attention by putting his hand on top of yours, eyes fixed on your lips.

“you wanna go home?”, he asked you.

you turned your attention to him, locking your phone with a click. resting your chin on baekhyun's shoulder, you pouted a little.

"actually i do, but i don't wanna make you leave", you confessed. "you should be with your members right now."

"what if i wanted to be with you instead?", he whispered. "only you."

at that, you smiled. you left your phone resting on top of your thighs so you could reach for baekhyun's cheek, caressing his soft skin and feeling your heart warm at how he leaned into your touch.

"but you don't wanna leave, do you?", you whispered back. baekhyun hesitantly shaked his head, humming a tiny 'no'. "how about i take you somewhere so i can give you some attention, and then you come back to hang out with the guys a little bit more before we head home?"

baekhyun immediately nodded, like an obedient puppy. you smiled again, pinching his cheek while telling him to come up with an excuse to his members. you got up and walked away, making sure baekhyun was paying attention to where you were going.

"guys, i…", he turned to his members. "um… i gotta go help (y/n) really quick with something. i'm gonna be right back."

he knew it wasn't the smartest excuse, he knew at least half of them would know what he meant - but the thing was, he didn't really care if they understood what he was about to do.

"yeah, sure, hyung", taeyong said like a good younger brother. "we'll be here waiting for you."

baekhyun got up as well, bowing to them as a way to say thank you. but as he turned around to leave, he heard taemin saying "just remember to use protection, hyung" and suddenly his ears were burning again.

(...)

knocking twice on the door, baekhyun heard your voice telling him to come in - so he did.

the office room was well lit with a long desk in the center of it and big, darkened windows all around it. it wasn't your first time sneaking around sm's building with baekhyun to find some time alone, so both of you knew that bit very well already. 

so baekhyun knew that, when big events were happening like that night, nobody used to go to that corridor; still, he took his time to lock the door and pull down the curtains that were hanging on top of it.

he turned around to you then, smiling as he looked at you. "look, they changed that vase", he commented, pointing at something behind you. 

"i noticed. the other one was prettier", you said, eyes never leaving him.

baekhyun got closer to you, hands already reaching for your waist, embracing your body once it was at his reach.

"but you didn’t call me here just to talk about vases, did you?"

you smiled. "what if i did?"

you wrapped your arms around baekhyun's neck, fingers caressing the back of it. he closed his eyes, humming in delight - just like a puppy.

"i'll gladly do anything you want."

"i know you will."

all of a sudden, resting your hands on his shoulders now, you pushed him back.

"take off your pants."

baekhyun raised his eyebrows. of course, it wouldn't be the first time you would have your way with baekhyun somewhere in public (even though you were alone), but still - it was always a surprise for him.

it's not like he didn't like it either. baekhyun came to like the idea of taking a little bit more of risk, having a little bit less of shame. it started one time, when he was really needy and didn't stop touching you, so you took him to the bathroom of the restaurant where you were having dinner with friends, having him on his knees so he could eat you out. he did everything you said, and as a reward, he came twice that night.

what you said to his members was real. baekhyun knew how to be a good boy - because he knew what the rewards were.

"here? again?"

"you wanted to be with me, right? only me?"

baekhyun nodded, fingers already resting on his belt.

"and you don't wanna go home?"

he denied, undoing both his belt and his zippers.

"so take it off. you can have both of it, baby."

baekhyun hated the shiver that ran down his spine at your words.

like the obedient boyfriend he was, he did what you said. he pushed his pants down to the middle of his thighs, hesitating just for a tiny second before doing the same with his boxers.

his dick wasn't fully hard yet, but it still was an amazing view, the way you could turn him on just by light touches and the right words.

you called him over, and with two small steps baekhyun was back in front of you, eyes desperately trying to read your expression, trying to see what your next move was. he gasped and jumped in surprise when you wrapped your hand around his member.

"shit…", he groaned when you started to pump him off.

"you like that, don't you?"

baekhyun nodded, resting his hands on the desk behind you, caging you between his arms.

"i don't know if you deserve to feel good, though."

at that, baekhyun looked at you, eyes shining like he was ready to beg you for something.

"i've been a good boy", he said with pouty lips. "i did what you asked me to".

"but i didn't like how you acted in front of your members. why did you have to be so bratty?"

baekhyun moaned, feeling you squeeze his dick. "i'm sorry, bambi".

"are you?", you tilted your head. "or did you do all that just to get me alone somewhere? because you knew i was gonna punish you?"

again, he moaned - and it was the perfect answer for your question. 

you started to pump him faster, delighted with the way he was leaking already, growing harder and harder inside your hand. baekhyun tried to thrust his hips to match your pace, but was quickly stopped by you circling his waist with your other arm, holding him still.

"don't."

he groaned. "babe, i-"

"i shouldn't even let you cum tonight, you know? i should send you back to your team with a hard cock and frustrated eyes", you chuckled to yourself. "what would they say, um?"

"please don't do that, bambi", he pleaded, hands resting on your hips now. "i was a good boy last night, wasn't i?"

you laughed, letting your thumb work on his tip now. "last night isn't tonight, baek."

he shut his eyes, biting his bottom lip when your thumb started to tease his slit.

"t-then let me make it up for you", he gasped. "please…"

"and how would you do that?"

baekhyun opened his eyes, moaning just at the sight of you smirking at him.

"i can make you cum too, you know i can", he said. "just use my tongue, it's yours anyway. let me taste you."

you licked your lips, looking at his own. the way you leaned in, it was supposed to be only a small peck, but baekhyun held your face in between his hands, trapping you and deepening the kiss as he put his tongue into your mouth.

for a second, you felt lightheaded. baekhyun was such a good kisser, he had such a way with his lips - in every way possible. he squeezed your hips, pulling you close to him and making you feel his member against your stomach.

"please", baekhyun whispered against your lips. "don't do me like that."

"on your knees", was the only thing you replied, letting go of his dick.

baekhyun didn’t even think about it, he just immediately got on his knees, fingers eager to curl your dress up and pull your underwear down. you stepped out of it, smiling to yourself when he just put it in his pocket to keep it - god only knows how many of your panties baekhyun had as part of his private collection now.

wasting no time, he pulled one of your legs to rest on his shoulder as he drank from you, tongue savoring your taste with a long lick. one of his hands curled around your thigh, while the other one quickly found his dick, pumping himself way faster than you were doing.

again, baekhyun was amazing with his lips. he knew how to use them, where to kiss, where to lick. plus, his cute but not so little button nose was just perfect to tease your clit as he devoured you, tongues exploring all of his favorite places and circling your entrance over and over again.

it was almost second nature to you already the way you grabbed him by his hair, holding him still and you grinded on his face. any other guy wouldn’t moan as loud as baekhyun did, nor dig their nails deeper on your skin, probably because no other guy could love being used by you like baekhyun did.

“you’re so good with your mouth, fuck…”, you moaned, looking down at baekhyun. it was a sight to see, the way he looked up at you while sucking on you, just to watch your reaction. the pleasure was great enough for you to almost, almost not notice the way he was pumping his cock.

with a little bit of roughness, you pulled his head back and away from your core. baekhyun’s chin was covered in your fluids, some even getting down his neck - he should probably think in a good excuse to tell his members.

“stop it”, you told him, but he only groaned. “i didn’t tell you to touch yourself. stop it.”

with a whine, baekhyun did as he was told, letting go of his hard member, now pressed against his clothed stomach, red and leaking.

“bambi…”, he whined.

“make me cum and then we’ll see what we do about you, babe.”

baekhyun nodded, not a single sign of his bratty attitude on sight. funny, right?

as you leaned back a little, using the desk behind you as leverage, baekhyun leaned forward again, attaching his lips to you and now using both his hands to hold your hips. 

“grind on my face, please”, he pleaded in a whisper.

and a truth maybe no other person knew besides baekhyun was that you were a sucker for him just as much as he was for you. there was something about whiny baekhyun, asking you - sometimes begging - to do something with him that always got under your skin, always made you feel wanted, desired, loved.

so you clenched around nothing, moving your hips just the way you knew baekhyun liked too. the friction created by the circling movements of his tongue on your core plus the way you humped on his face was more than enough to make both of you moan out loud.

you could only wish that, even though you knew there was no one outside that door, no soul in that building would be able to hear you two.

“oh my gosh, baek!”, you sighed when he teased your entrance, just the tip of his tongue working on it. “s-shit, i- yes, just like that!”

instead of entering you, baekhyun started to suck on you. it felt like he was trying to drown in your waters, absolutely not caring about what the consequences were.

“babe… b-babe, i’m gonna cum”, you moaned, not missing the way he pressed his face harder against you, nails scratching your hips. “you’re so good, baek… f-fuck, i’m gonna cum all over you.”

just your words was enough to get baekhyun panting, licking and sucking your clit over and over in anticipation, until he finally felt your reward on his tongue. your grip on his head loosened, but you couldn’t say the same about his grip on your body. to be honest, baekhyun held you even closer, trying to drink down every drop of what you had to offer him, of what you had to give.

“stop…”, you had to tell him, so he could let go of you; otherwise, baekhyun would stay there, eating you out again and again until you couldn’t cum anymore, just like he did once.

exhausted but satisfied, baekhyun rested his head against your thigh, eyes closed and face covered in you. he heard you chuckling, before he felt the way you softly caressed his hair, pushing his dark, damped locks away from his face.

“you did good”, you praised him.

“thank you”, and he placed a kiss on your thigh. “thank you so much.”

you whispered for him to get up. you didn’t want to see how long you two have spent away, not what his members would be thinking by now - i mean, they’re not stupid, but you know… the less they actually know, the better.

baekhyun got back on his feet with your help, groaning from how sore his knees were. it was only when he started to put up his pants that you saw, the wet, sticky stain on his stomach…

“baek… did you cum?”

it was straight out of a cartoon the way his ears got red, with his fingers slowly zipping up his pants, eyes staring at his feet.

“maybe…?”

the way you laughed was enough to make him look up at you, glaring at you through his eyelashes. “and now you’re gonna get back to your team with that?”

you pointed at his blouse. “what will they say?”

“ugh, i don’t care about that”, he groaned, hugging you by your waist. “if they could taste you, i bet they would cum untouched too.”

“but they can’t.”

“that’s right, they can’t”, he bit his lower lip. “because i’m the only one who can play with you, right?”

“yeah, well… more like i’m the only one who can play with you, mister.”

the way baekhyun laughed - that little, loud laugh, that resembled a young boy’s laugh - made you fall in love with him all over again.

“i don’t mind being played with if it’s by you”, he confessed, hiding his face on the crook of your neck. “in fact, i think i’m not done for the night… you should play with me some more when we get home.

and it was your time to laugh.

“you’re such a goner”, you commented.

“for this pussy? always.”

baekhyun didn’t even try to react when you smacked his arm for what he said - both of you knew it was the truth.

[rebeccathenaturalist]

The most salient point to me in all this is that he used an unnamed ID app to try to figure out what mushrooms he found because he thought "Man those look good." The app misidentified the mushrooms as edible puffballs, but in reality they were destroying angels (Amanita ocreata). One is enough to kill an adult, and this person ate four of them. He's very, very lucky to be alive.

This is far from the first time someone put their entire faith in a single app to tell them what mushroom they were looking at, and then they paid the price with their health. You're going to hear me say this again and again: never, ever, ever use an app as your only tool for identifying anything, especially if you're planning to eat it. An app can be useful in conjunction with other tools like books, websites, online foraging groups, etc. But apps are frequently wrong, and are not the easy answer many people seem to want them to be.

(Rant about foraging below the cut.)

This right here is why I spend a decent amount of time in my foraging classes trying to scare the hell out of my students. I want them to understand the risks, not just as a brief aside, but as anecdotes I've collected from the news over the years like this one. I have had more than one person say afterward "Wow, I had a really romanticized view of foraging, and now I'm going to be more careful." That's a clue to me that I've done my job.

It's why my classes are SO focused on identification skills and tools to make you a more informed and careful forager. I am not going to just spend a bunch of time showing you slides of all sorts of edible species, with a little bit of information on how to identify and collect them tucked in before or after. Yes, we do look at some beginner-friendly species near the end of the class, but if all you want to get out of a foraging class is names and pictures of edible plants or fungi, that's what field guides are for. I spend the bulk of the time doing my absolute best to make sure people are PREPARED to go out and use their observational and critical thinking skills when assessing a new-to-them species, to include making use of many different types of resource, not just a single app.

I have literally had people complain that we spent too much time on "boring" stuff, and not enough on the edible species themselves---aaaaaand I don't care. My goal is to try as hard as I can to make sure incidents like the article above don't happen in the first place, which is going to take more than a couple of hours of looking at pretty pictures of mushrooms. Sure, sometimes all you get is a night of bad indigestion, but if you get one of the really nasty species full of amatoxins, you can die. Or end up with permanent liver and/or kidney damage. Or need an organ transplant.

And yes, as I said, you will get information on some species that I think are relatively beginner-friendly because they're distinctive AND they don't have any really serious poisonous lookalikes. But puffballs aren't on that list, and this article is a perfect example of why.

[beanghostprincess]

recently watched film red and now i'm thinking (cw underage drug use)

uta took death-by-insomnia shrooms but she was very isolated on elegia and that old man probably wouldn't inform her on the effects of the shrooms beyond "these are poison, don't eat them" (if they grow on that island, that is) and the red hair pirates are more alcohol and tobacco (and maybe weed) than shrooms kinda people, so where would she get the idea that some mushroom can have effects when eaten?

and this led me to amazon lily, where luffy eats a laughing shroom on purpose on the same page he says "this reminds me of when grandpa left me alone in the jungle. i don't want to remember that" (paraphrasing, i read the manga in a different language) and this makes me think he accidentally discovered the laughing shroom effects really young (because he was left alone in the jungle multiple times before the final time with ace and the bandits) when he was hungry and too small to hunt a tiger/boar/crocodile by himself

so, i think way back when the two of them were little kids running around dawn island playing, at some point luffy showed uta the laughing shrooms (in an "oh look! there's a patch of funny mushroom! if you eat these they make you laugh!" kinda way) (i don't think they actually ate those together as kids tho, because they were already having fun and not alone so there was no need for drugs, but showing your friend a cool thing that exists is a very little kid thing)

The whole topic of drugs and substance abuse in this movie makes me so damn sad. Because we have a canon alcoholic (which is understandable because he is a pirate, after all, but the way Shanks drinks just seems more offputting than usual pirate drinking) raising a girl who ends up using mushrooms to create a whole world of happiness so she doesn't have to face reality. Same thing Luffy does to forget and/or not feel negative emotions. They have been taught (or not taught anything, actually) to avoid negativity and do whatever it takes to find freedom/happiness because pain is just too much to deal with for them. And the fact that they've been sharing this mentality for so long... It's heartbreaking.

Luffy has an environment now that makes him realize that sometimes negative feelings are needed and they can be solved in healthy, better ways (or at least, not with drugs. Although he still has some issues with the healthy side of this) but Uta didn't have anyone who told her "hey, it's okay to feel like this and you are allowed to want happiness for everyone but perhaps drugs aren't the best option here, sweetie". And this is only the beginning. Like- If you start analyzing the ASL(U) siblings and how they cope with their issues/negative feelings you will find it's more fucked up than what we actually believe it to be.

[dearest-siblingtwst]

I love the Idea about Reader being Riddle Rosehearts twins and having kind and gentle personality its sweet:D

But since we know Mrs.Rosehearts its a people who cannot be called healty parents (abuse her child mentally)

So.. i have like- 2 idea

Reader don't have any Gender applied, use "You"

In my First Thought, I was thinking, maybe you get special treatment from mama Rosehearts some Reason

papa Rosehearts died and mama Rosehearts love him deeply,

im not normalize her actions, so i hope you guys didn't thinking negative.😔

And she see's you who look like his Husband and boom you get loved most than Riddle (and Riddle think its normal since he love you too PLATONIC) and im using this Headcanon for my twst Book CHERSIH ROSES (Twin!rosehearts) in Wattpad.

You got what you wanted but you still have to strictly follow your mother rules, sometimes you sneak out to go Riddle room to make him taste a strawberry tart that your mother give to you.

"isn't this yours tart, mama only gave to you so why did you bring it here? especially just one slice."

Riddle said, worried that your mother would find out and punish him or you or possibly both of you.

"I want you to taste it too, mama brought two tarts and I already ate one!"

you exclaim and handed the tart to Riddle but in reality your mother only brought one especially for you but you wanted Riddle to taste the strawberry tart.

Riddle hesitated but as soon as he ate a spoonful of the tart, all his doubts disappeared and he really enjoyed the tart you brought him.

throughout his life Riddle was forbidden to eat Tart or other sweets because of you mother who said it was poison and that why you were very happy to see Riddle really enjoying this piece of tart.

you promised to use this opportunity to make Riddle's dream come true, even though it's just as simple as eating a tart but it feels like you have to go through any challenge just to get a piece of tart.

One day your mother told you that you couldn't see Riddle anymore because Riddle was on time for punishment.

Of course you nodded but were a little suspicious because Riddle never broke the rules in the house before you passed Riddle's room in midnight and heard sniffled.

in the end you knocked on the door and found Riddle crying of course you didn't know what was going on but you still tried to cheer him up.

Riddle was very grateful you were still by his side.

And my second Thought, You and Riddle have a same situation but for the mostly you were get cared for by your father while Riddle was get cared for by your mother.

And that you really doesn't care about the Rules but keep follow them with your genuine heart and smile to make mama Rosehearts proud.

surprisely she put you and Riddle study room together, you know Che'nya and Trey too.

But during the strawberry tart incident, you didn't play with Riddle and the others because you had a high fever and were resting and you didn't know what just going on.

Of course Mama Rosehearts was worried and decided not to force you to continue your studies for a while.

(As much mama Rosehearts are strictly i assume she still has soft spot if her child are still younger and in danger or sick, she kinda remind me of my mother too)

you lie limp on the bed staring at the ceiling with boredom, you also can't sleep because it's uncomfortable especially when your fever still can't go down.

"I wonder where Brother.. he promised me to visit me after playing with Trey and Che'nya."

You sighed and turned your body to see the window in front of you, the sky was overcast and it looked like it was going to rain.

suddenly your body jerked at the sound of the crash under the floor and started to sit staring at your door, it seemed that something had happened.

You furrowed your brows and quickly got off the bed and walked out of your room with all the strength you had left.

As you started to approach the stairs to go downstairs to check, you stopped when you saw Riddle who was crying and also your mother who looked very angry.

remembering Riddle who had offered you to play with Trey and Che'nya but you refused because of your sick condition and you realized that your mother knew Riddle sneaking out during his study lesson.

"I cannot believe this! Not only are you cutting independent study time, but i find you eating a mountain of sugar?!"

Your mother shouted at Riddle angrily and even you could see the disappointment and disgust mixed in with the emotions.

"I'm sorry, Mother! I promise, it will never happen again."

Riddle who was crying and apparently begging your mother with a trembling body made you freeze.

Your heart sank when you saw Riddle's condition, who was crying non-stop and apologizing over and over again. You saw the silhouette of your mother wanting to climb the stairs. You immediately rushed back to your room so your mother will not get suspicious.

closed the door silently and leaned against it and finally you sat down behind the door with all your energy drained.

from all your life you did see your mother screaming but you never saw your mother angry as if like an evil witch.

You also know that your study room and Riddle's have been separated so you don't have the chance to accompany him like you used to.

you still study in your room but you feel bored, you also can't visit Riddle to his new study room because your mother is there.

because your mother is busy look after riddle so you have a lot of free time, that's why you have a chance to having chit chat with Trey and Che'nya about this.

Trey felt guilty for making Riddle get scolded and blame by your mother but you felt guilty for making your mother blame Trey and his parents.

that night you snuck out of your room to visit Riddle's room, you tried knocking on Riddle's door and Riddle opened it.

Riddle was worried that you were still sick but you assure him and focused on trying to comfort Riddle.

if you think why do you have to go during night to entertain Riddle?

like the scenario above, you don't have time to accompany Riddle because of the tart incident and also Riddle's mother who always watches Riddle's movements.

therefore I thought that Riddle's mother went to sleep early according to the rules that had been implemented and night time was free time.

[always-sleeepy-headd]

Happy Birthday, Your Present Is Angst Because I'm Tired and Kinda Emo Inside

This was written for Cross's birthday ages ago and I'm only now posting it lol (Sorry!)

Summary:

It's Cross's birthday today, he wants to forget and he tries his hardest too. Although it never seems to work and just leaves him with more scars and more pain.

Cross is beginning to love that pain.

Notes:

Cross burns himself so if you don't think you can handle that I just wanted to let you know.

Also he purges and I know that's a sore spot for a lot of people including myself but I'm tiny bit of a masochist lol (I actually enjoy writing about things that have happened to me or to someone dear to me and projecting on my poor Crossyboo 😔✊)

Don't purge guys, it's not good and can seriously damage your body, and if you have before, I got you babes everything will be alright <3

Even if you're just going through a tough time right now remember everything is temporary, you and I, the world, sadness, you name it, we'll all make it through if we keep trudging on!

_________

Cross wasn't the type for celebrations, it made him nervous and want to hide under something while everyone just chatted it up like they weren't all dead.

He was sure nobody knew this year though, just like the last, and the one before that. A third unnoticed birthday is what he was hoping for when he checked the time this morning, he could go on with his usual day and hopefully not pass out again.

That was really close with Nightmare the other day, he was out training for an especially excessive time and Nightmare came in and had told him to take a break and Cross had barely registered him.

He had turned to the noise but all he heard was a ringing in his ears, he heard Nightmare's voice a second time and he was able to make it out then, "And take a shower or something."

As soon as he heard the door close he had stumbled and blacked out, it was only for barely a minute thankfully. When he got up he found himself on the floor and his heart beating quickly, thank the skies nobody had come in just then.

He had eventually managed to get up and take a shower before being called down to eat dinner, it was a very strange tradition for someone like the Bad Sanses, they always ate meals together. But honestly if you really think about it it makes sense, Horror needed to know everyone was eating, he could go into panic mode if not.

It also made it easier to figure out if something was wrong with someone, that's one of the reasons meals were dreaded in Cross's mind.

That and the fact he can barely handle eating the food, much less keeping it down, and don't get him wrong, Horror's an amazing cook... he just can't. Especially when he's already frustrated with himself.

He barely made it though dinner, Nightmare gave him a few looks but he must have chalked whatever it was up to low self worth and Cross overworking himself, which was what Nightmare thought were the only things wrong with Cross, making it so much easier for him to do what he does next.

Cross's nightly routine always starts hunched over a toilet throwing up his insides and silently crying while doing so, this was easy to do without Nightmare noticing because Dust almost always had at least a small freak out during this time of evening.

Then when he's done throwing up anything and everything he's eaten and kept down he collapses onto the floor and desperately rummages through his box of 'special' things, pulling out a lighter and lighting it across his bone.

The intensity of the heat calms him while at the same time making him restless, he needed something, something.

Anything.

He would burn and burn and he would even shed a few tears at the pain, just to do it again just to feel the heat of reality mix with fiction.

It was like a dream.

A terrible, awful, dream.

That would eventually bring him to today, he was putting on his overly complicated outfit again and would stare into the mirror as he splashed water on his face.

It was cold.

He wanted heat.

The pain of his burns hurt, he wanted more, more, anything for feeling and control, he would run them under cold water and this was the time of day Chara would say something to him. Chara would run off away from him to look for Killer to watch him play video games or mess with the others.

It was always along the lines of, "Cross, this is seriously getting bad," Or, "I think you should let that heal at least before doing it again..."

Cross didn't trust those words, not from Chara, not from anyone.

He walks down the stairs only to see an unhappy Nightmare and a on the verge of a panic attack Dust.

That was not a great thing to start his morning with, oh well he'll just ignore it at least means the attention will stay far away from him this morning.

Cross doesn't bother a good morning, he didn't feel like speaking. Nor did he really ever but that's life.

He walks into the kitchen to see how Horror's doing as he does every morning but Horror seems quite on nerve so Cross doesn't walk too far into the kitchen, it was a small gesture but very much noticed by the big guy.

"Good... morning Cross," Horror starts, sounding a little on edge, "The boss told me to keep everybody occupied this morning... although I know you usually train.. I was wondering if you'd help me out...?" He asks.

Cross was startled but he would never say no to someone asking for help, it's a habit he could never sway, he nodded but in a more 'are you sure?' way.

"Thanks... I asked Killer but... you know how he is..." Horror says, shuffling around, seemingly understanding Cross's not speaking as him not being up to conversation and handing him a bowl and some chocolate.

Cross gives him a questioning look, "Just... heat up the chocolate so it melts..."

"A-" Cross attempts but his voice fails him, "I- Is there a specific reason that I'm heating up... chocolate...?" Cross asks, they didn't usually even have chocolate in the house, let alone anything sugary but it seems Horror either had a stash or got this special to make something.

"Wanted... to make something." That was enough for Cross, he didn't care to question it any further, besides he really just wanted to get Horror's approval.

Cross, without a word, easily heated up the chocolate over the stove, it began to bring back memories of his AU he didn't want surfaced.

The sound of laughter, the taste of chocolate in his mouth, his arms didn't hurt, the worst he felt was a little sore. Speaking to everyone, not holding his tongue, no, actually feeling the urge to speak real words out loud.

The smell of chocolate cake, kind words he'll never hear again-

His palm burning.

Cross blinked in surprise and lifted his arm off of the stove quickly, he had accidentally set it down on the burner and hadn't noticed, the feeling already so normal to him.

Horror looked over at the sudden movement and asked him what was wrong.

Cross didn't respond.

The words were so caught in his throat, they refused to leave, he didn't want to speak, he didn't want to speak, he didn't want to-

"Cross." He hears a powerful and commanding voice that was unmistakably Nightmare's.

Still he didn't speak but his hand fell from where he was apparently clutching it.

"Is something upsetting you Cross? I can feel your emotions you know, so it would be best not to lie, I will know." Nightmare asks, Cross barely understanding.

Nightmare wanted him to speak.

He didn't want to speak.

He turned towards Nightmare, but still he couldn't even manage to get his mouth open.

"Cross, respond to me." He says and Cross could barely even think, his brain suddenly filled with images of his family's death.

A death of his own, maybe.

And then, his lack of food and therefore energy caught up to him yet again, he stumbled and then blacked out.

...

When he awoke he lay on the couch with a damp washcloth on his head and a bandaged hand, he almost panicked but realized his arms had no such care, Nightmare hadn't felt the need to check for other injuries thank gods.

Cross sat up and took the washcloth off of his head, staring at his hand for a moment before a smell hit his nose.

Chocolate cake.

He couldn't handle this, not right now, not ever.

It was his birthday, a day that he dreaded every year now, October 10th, the day Cross was born.

A day he considers to be the worst day of his life.

Celebration was no more, he needed a way out, he needed to get his frustration out, he needed to burn every piece of bone on his body until it was unusable, then use it anyway.

"Cross, you're awake." Nightmare says, startling slightly.

Cross didn't say a word.

"What's going on, you've been strange all week, more so than normal. Your little nightly negativity bursts have been getting larger and more prevalent every night, I think now is when I interfere." He sighs and Cross almost gasps, Nightmare knew something was wrong.

He didn't want to speak, his body would not let him.

He wanted to cry, his body could not.

He wanted to burn, he wanted to burn, he wanted to burn, he wanted to burn-

"Cross. Are you listening to me?" Nightmare's voice suddenly bursts through his thoughts of self harm. "Cross I'm not kidding, have you suddenly gone mute?" Nightmare says, his voice turning stern but softening a second later, "I promise I won't judge if something is bothering you."

Cross manages to open his mouth this time, nothing comes out though. So he closes it, unsaid words threatening to spill out now and that scares him more than not being able to get anything out.

Nightmare sighs, "At least tell me what happened, Horror was terrified..." Nightmare mumbles.

Cross opens his mouth again, but this time it worked, "I... got distracted..." He manages to mumble, his voice hoarse from little use.

Nightmare sighs again, "Distracted how? You end up with a burn on your palm, which you should have noticed right away if you had your hand on the burner by the way, that's really weird and you might need to figure out what that is supposed to mean, Horror is concerned you haven't been eating enough and passed out due to lack of malnourishment, although I'm going to guess it was overexertion, but then again you just woke up-" Nightmare sighs a third time, "My point is, what the hell got you so upset?"

"Ch-" Cross coughs slightly, rubbing his throat, "Chocolate..." He muttered, "The smell reminded me of something."

"...Oh boy." Nightmare says, realizing this was probably a mistake.

"...What...?" Cross mumbles.

"I think I should just show you, follow me." Nightmare says, gesturing to a door.

Cross got up and followed Nightmare without a beat, anything to get his mind off of his-

...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CROSS!" Mostly Killer yells, Cross is suddenly hit with a dump truck of emotions.

"I- I- H- How- I don't-" Cross whispers just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"You told me one time when I was upset about something." Dust says, who happens to be covered in colorful streamers.

"And you told me when I was half asleep!" Killer yells excitedly, he's covered in silly string and Cross realizes that Nightmare has a tiny piece of it on his shoulder.

This made him cry.

He didn't cry in front of others, it was so taboo in his brain.

It wasn't sobs, it was just tears, he barely changed expressions.

Everyone looked startled, they had been expecting Cross to say they didn't need to or maybe even get a small smile out of him, not tears.

Killer immediately ran over when he realized what was going on, "Hey, hey, what's wrong? I thought birthday parties were supposed to be happy?"

Cross couldn't explain so it came out in sobs, Killer grabbing onto him while Cross cried on his shoulder.

Killer caught Nightmare's gaze and gave him a panicked look and Nightmare just shook his head.

...

Once Cross had calmed down and there were just occasional sniffles every now and then, they had moved one of the couches, "So... is this why you've been acting strange this whole week then?" Nightmare asks.

"S- Sorry." Cross mumbles.

"Do not apologize for things you are not at fault for."

"Sor- uh."

"Poor Crossy baby, he can't stop being a people pleaser~" Killer says, smooshing his face against Cross's in a manner that could be taken as mocking but Cross knows Killer well enough to know it isn't, still doesn't stop him from shoving him off though.

Killer is undeterred, he just hugs onto Cross harder.

"...Are you... okay?" Horror asks, looking worried.

"...Yeah. I'll live." Cross mumbles an 'unfortunately' afterword that only Killer and Nightmare could hear, Killer squeezed a little tighter at hearing that.

"Why did you pass out...? Do you... know?" Horror asks.

"..." Cross can't bring himself to tell them the way he treats himself when they aren't looking.

"You do know, don't you?" Nightmare asks, his tone only slightly accusing, Cross flinches either way.

"Criss-Cross, are you doing something to yourself?" Killer asks.

"Yes." Is the only word that Cross can manage to get out of his mouth, everyone's frown deepens at the sound of it.

"What...? If I may ask." Nightmare says, even though it sounds like you have a choice, you'll have to tell him anyway, he'll just ask you when nobody is around.

"I can barely eat..." Cross whispers, "And when I manage too, I throw it all up, I can't keep food down anymore, I don't even need to make myself throw up anymore... I can do it on command."

"...What?" Horror says, looking horrified.

"I'm sorry..." Cross says and his voice starts to waver, tears threatening to spill again.

Suddenly Chara's voice pops in, "What about your arms?" They say, "I know you already told them some of your bullshit but every morning when I see them they get worse."

"That's not... the only thing..." Cross mumbles, clutching at his sleeves.

"Of course it isn't." Nightmare sighs.

"..." Cross slowly rolls up his sleeves and a series of gasps and exclaims are heard, one from Nightmare as well.

"W- What the hell are you even doing???" Dust asks, his horror not even hidden.

"Burning." Cross says.

"... How much is there?" Nightmare asks.

"All over my whole body... but mostly my arms." Cross says, wincing.

"I- I don't even know-" Nightmare says, seemingly astonished. "You know what? Come here, let me heal you."

...

Cross was super embarrassed the entire time Nightmare was healing despite Nightmare telling him that it was fine over and over.

It... went away.

The burn is gone.

He needs the burn, the painfully awful heat on his bones to stab at his regret and shove it so deep down it disappears momentarily.

Nightmare notices his... unhealthy... thoughts and lets out a frustrated sigh, "Cross, you do know you're definitely not allowed around lighters anymore right?"

"Okay." Cross says, his emotionless stature coming back, but Nightmare, being so close to him, could feel the addiction in his aura, the temptation and pain that Cross was so good at hiding.

Nightmare frowns at this.

"Come on, I thought we hit something and you wouldn't be an emotionless robot around us anymore." Killer grumbles and Nightmare sends a glare his way, Cross knew Killer was actually worried about him though.

Throughout his entire time at Nightmare's he's seen everyone but Nightmare cry before, Nightmare obviously has his own problems though, he's seen him flinch when he gets glared at or Killer and Dust's roughhousing gets a little too close to him and a hand goes up near him.

They never seem to notice though, they just keep going and Nightmare will sigh and tell them to be nice and that he's going to take a nap. He never does though, he goes and sits in his library and reads what are 'not' romance novels. Cross had seen it himself, Nightmare was reading a book that Cross had read and of what he remembers it was all schmoopy feelings and smut.

He leaned over and said, "Whatcha reading there?" He giggles as Nightmare flinches and turns his head around quickly, his face turning extremely confused as it was not normal for Cross to act like this at all.

"Sorry about startling you, I just recognized the book you were reading." Cross says, holding back giggles.

The horror that showed on Nightmare's face when he said that was unmatchable with anyone he's ever seen die at the hands of any of them.

"You. Didn't. See. Shit. You hear me?" Nightmare had said, Cross replying with a thumbs up and giggling a little.

Nightmare was interesting, although seeing Killer cry was the craziest thing Cross thinks has ever happened.

Killer was supposed to be emotionless, he wasn't supposed to feel anything at all.

And the funny thing about it was that Killer wasn't crying about regret, or his own sadness, or even for someone dead.

Killer was crying about a fake comic about two cats.

Nightmare's face when he heard Killer's sobs in the corner of the room was completely shocked, Killer per usual was sitting on the bright pink beanbag in the corner of the room that had been there as long as Cross has and longer.

As it was just Cross, Killer and Nightmare home at the time, they both had looked over immediately and seen Killer sobbing over his phone, Nightmare had run over as quickly as he could and asked what was wrong.

"The cat dieddd!" Killer responds, sobbing into Nightmare's shoulder.

"...What?" Nightmare had said, confused as ever.

This was also the first time Cross had heard of Color, apparently Color had sent Killer a link to this super cute cat comic about two cats who were siblings but then a human killed on of them near the end of the comic, Color had also apparently sent that 'watch this being back your emotions' and Killer had been like, okay, whatever I guess I'll read it.

But then the cat died and he started sobbing.

Cross had felt bad but then he realized the hilarity of the situation and started to uncontrollably giggle.

Nightmare had looked at him and given the most 'are you kidding me' face in the world and Cross started to laugh more.

Killer's face when Cross started to laugh was so...

Let's just say there was no words to describe the mix of hurt and then awe at Cross's laughter.

Cross didn't emote, that was how it was and how Cross thought it would always be.

Nightmare was the first to change that, then Killer started to hang out with him after that, Cross never realized how funny Killer was. It was hard to see through the insensitive bitchass Killer was when he first met him.

Killer had... changed in his eyes a lot since then, like right now, with Killer hugging on his arm that had already been healed to the best of Nightmare's ability.

Like right now? Killer was the cutest thing Cross thinks he's ever seen.

Killer and Cross weren't dating, neither of them were good enough with their own feelings to deal with eachothers. They liked each other, maybe.

That's how it was and Cross didn't mind, Killer wasn't as much as a bitchass as he'd first thought.

"My apologies about all the festivities Cross, we just were excited that we finally found out when your birthday was and didn't think about how you hadn't said anything for the past three years, or how it might have painful memories attached to it." Nightmare says, finishing with his other arm.

"... I'm fine, I just..." Cross sighs, "My birthday was never a bad thing before... It's not like I have these terrible birthday memories, it just reminds me of... my AU." Cross says, stopping himself before he says family, he couldn't call them that, it hurt too much to think of how they were gone.

"I understand, if you want us to ignore it from now on we will, but I think it might help if your memories of your birthday are not all of things that cause you pain." Nightmare says and Killer nods and whispers.

"I got you a special present." he says in Cross's ear, seemingly excited about it.

"Okay," Cross says, talking feeling so much easier than usual, "I think you're right..."

"Yay!" Killer exclaims, "I can't wait to show you what we got you~!"

Cross exhales and smiles a little at Killer, who sees it and his eyes light up in a triumphant way. "I knew you could smile." He says, getting in Cross's personal space a little.

Suddenly, Cross knew everything would be okay.

[fallenangelfeeder]

You always came in about half an hour after I started my shift. I was glad that someone other than half drunk idiots would come in to be honest because when I first began that's all it was. But to be fair this job was easy otherwise. Clean up, sell a few slices of cake, set up the ovens for tomorrow morning, go home. Don't know why the owners thought a 'cake-away' needed to be open until 1 in the morning but it suited me.

Here you came now, your chubby face already full of excitement as you pull open the glass door. The thing is, I have my tastes, and you obviously do too. I also think it's a shame if food goes to waste. It all works out.

Your eyes looked over the decadent cakes, rainbow buttercream, chocolate death, strawberries and cream, you considered them all. My eyes looked at that neck that my kindness had been fattening. Surely you'd be at least pre-diabetic by now? You were buying at least three slices of cake these days and taking home five because I'd have to throw this cake out if someone didn't eat it. Every day except Mondays. Still, you only looked about 350 pounds so I might be unlucky and have to push this for longer.

"Hey," you mumbled, eyes still looking at the cakes. "I've had a hard day so I'm gonna grab five slices today I think. As a treat."

I felt my teeth twitch behind my lips. I deserve a treat as well. I'd been working for months on you. "Well, we didn't shift much at all today so tell you what, I'll double that for you."

Surprised, you blinked a couple of times and let out a nervous chuckle. "I can't eat ten slices of cake," you tried to say. But instead you just nodded. There were advantages to my powers working like a truth serum.

"I'll just box those up for you, though its gonna be a quiet night with how cold it is, I would appreciate the company if you would like to eat a slice or two here," I said, gesturing to the couple of tables and chairs. "I wouldn't mind hearing about your day either."

You went tomato red. "I'd-d like that-t a l-lot," you stuttered. "Could I have a slice of the brownie topped one?"

"Of course," I replied, smiling with closed lips as I felt my teeth click into place.

I brought over the slice and went back to the till, folding boxes and placing more slices in them. "So what's been happening?" I asked, false pity coated my words, but I don't think you heard the falseness, you were already eating.

"Just work stuff," you said through a mouthful. "I work at a restaurant and they're talking about taking me off front of house cus of..." you raise the chunk of cake in your hand with a weak smile.

"Well if I ate at a restaurant," I began, my eyes locking with yours. "I would like to see someone with a body and appetite like yours. Shows the food is worth eating."

You pushed the rest of the cake into your mouth before gesturing with your hands for another slice. People call my powers hypnosis but in reality they release people from social conventions, let them do what they do when no one is watching.

"Here you are," I smiled, as I sat down all nine boxes on the table in front of you.

You opened up two and took a slice in each hand and began eating again. Just as I suspected, this is how you ate at home, cramming your face full of sugary foods, cream and crumbs coating your chin and cheeks. Your eyes rolled back as your eating sped up. That was my doing, I'm impatient.

Moans began to come from you as came to the end of those two slices and you opened up a third and fourth box. Again, you grabbed one in each hand and shoved them one after the other down your throat. Your heart bet faster, whether it was from the sugar or being turned on as the moans suggested, I didn't know. All I knew is that the sugar would be flowing all through your body.

I leaned over you and opened my mouth, my tongue desperate to taste that sweet rich blood, when the spell was broken. The door opened and in walked a bundled up couple. They whispered about you, saying very unkind things, and I think you heard.

"T-thanks," you said and took the remaining five boxes, piling them up against your soft chest. You pushed open the door with your foot and walked out into the cold night air.

Fuck, I thought, my teeth clicking back up in my gums as I served the couple. As soon as they went, I turned over the sign on the door and began closing up. I didn't care it was less than an hour into my shift. I was starving, something you had obviously not felt in months. I had been feeding you, plumping you up for those months, you were mine and I would be having you tonight. I grabbed my heavy wool coat and I pulled down the rollers with a slam and looked around the streets.

It was faint, but I could smell those cakes I'd given you somewhere heading eastwards. I checked the streets for people, there was the couple a little ways off, facing away from me. I didn't care anymore. I hadn't eaten for weeks, you humans ate everyday. I lept into the air and flew over the city, my wings catching a strong breeze that aided my flight towards you. Then I spotted your rotund form, trying to juggle the boxes of cake as you tried to unlock your door to a terraced flat. I landed a little ways off and walked down the road towards you.

"Oh, hello?" you said, spotting my dark figure out the corner of your eye. "I thought you had to work to God knows what hour, and I didn't know you lived near me."

"I felt ill so I shut up early, and I thought a slightly longer walk home in the night air might help," I lied. "Do you need some help?"

"That'd be lovely thanks. Sorry you're feeling under the weather. Do you want to come in for a cup of tea?"

Gosh you were easy, no dancing around being invited in needed at all. "That's so kind of you, I think I will," I said as I took the boxes from you.

"I'm on the first floor," you said as you motioned with your hand. Your heart was thumping again.

As we entered your flat, the true weight of your gluttony hit me. Boxes from the shop were laying around the bin that was overflowing. Wrappers from chocolate sat on every surface, biscuit crumbs were sprinkled all over the sofa and empty tubs of ice cream were stacked on the kitchen counter. I was so right in picking you, definitely had a sweet tooth. I set the boxes down on your kitchen work surface as you looked in your cupboards for a clean mug.

I touched your shoulder and you turned around, and my eyes looked through yours. "A-actually," you stuttered. "Mind if I eat before I get you that? I'm feeling very hungry again."

"Don't mind at all," I said, smiling widely, showing you my sharp teeth. You just restarted your gorging, opening your freezer for a pint of ice cream and grabbing a spoon before taking another slice of cake. It was like I wasn't here at all, just as it always should be.

Scoop after bite, bite after scoop, the cake and ice cream all went down your throat greedily. You began moaning again, and I guided you to the sofa. Your veins pulsed as the sugar and fat drove your heart harder and your blood thickened.

Running my finger along you absent jawline, I turned your head away from me. So much fat coated that neck already, I hoped my teeth could make it through. You carried on eating, strawberry glaze and raspberry ice cream dripping from your mouth as you opened it for more.

So much sugar, it was now or never. I lunged at your neck, my teeth slipping down through the blubber and to the arteries. Your blood was hot, and yes, so so sweet. As I began drinking, your body relaxed, your hands opening and dropping the food on to your lap. You moaned as if you were still eating though. I drank deeper, so much sugar was in your blood, it tasted divine. I eventually broke away from your neck, gasping not for air, but from the beauty of the taste. Trickles of dark blood mixed with the pale pink of the ice cream on your chest as your body lulled about, your eyes half closed.

I couldn't drain this one. I'd been working on you for too long. No, I would be using you again. I brought the melting ice cream up to your lips. "Drink," I urged. "You need your energy."

You sipped the creamy mixture for a little while before taking the tub from me and tipping your head backwards, gulping the ice cream down with a hunger that I'd only seen in fellow vampires after a long fast. Oh yes, I'd be keeping you.

This story is inspired by both a post and a conversation I'd had with @abundantbelly I hope you enjoy it, piggy

[lostonmari]

SUCCESS #2 - November

Success #2 -- Everything I manifested in November

November is when I started this blog, and also ACTUALLY started applying all of the things I learned started taking affirming and thinking in my favor seriously instead of just sporadically manifesting random things here and there because I was too lazy to put in the work. I never had issues w wavering, but I was just inconsistent as fuck (Hell, I'm still inconsistent with posting on my own damn blog, yall can't possibly think I'm consistent with affirming!) So here's everything I manifested…

Manifested back my old bestfriend/ex-gf after 4 years no contact She came back, apologized for mistreating me and told me basically everything I affirmed for LMAO. and that's one of the things that gave me faith in the law because ik this girl would rather die than ever apologize to someone. Now that she's back I'm manifesting away her friends and leaving her broke down and in shambles because I'm evil and believe in revenge. yall dont know the type of bullsh*t this woman put me through. Idc if everyone is you pushed out, some people don't deserve forgiveness 🤓

My mom is walking again I successfully revised her shattered ankle without the weeks of recovery time the doctors "thought" she needed. She's literally walking around just fine now and doesn't need to wear her cast or whatever that big bulky thing was.

Manifested my brother out of jail on a time crunch Now I'm not sharing my family's whole drama online but… yea. he's out.

No more social anxiety, cured one of my mental health issues I don't wanna trauma dump or go into too much detail about my life but, yes. for anyone also working on mental health, it can be done and you won't regret trying. Life actually feels like it has meaning now and for once in all my years of life, I can actually say that I'm happy. 💗

Stopped nail biting COMPLETELY! I used to struggle with nail biting for YEARSSS whether it was out of stress, anxiety, whatever the fuck. but now it's completely gone. my nails are no longer STUBS, like theyre actually long and healthy. I didn't even affirm for this so I kinda think it came with improving my mental health since I didn't really have the issues that *triggered* nail biting anymore yk?. I'm actually the happiest about this result like yall don't understand how long I've wanted the natural french tips look 💀

[TW: Discussion of binging, discussion of food]

6. WL + Maintained weight loss! I literally changed my entire way of viewing food, and subsequently fixed my lose->gain->lose-> gain again cycle. Ever since learning LOAss If I binged I would be like: I just have a fast metabolism so that's why I'm so hungry my body is burning everything I eat so fast! and I would also tell myself calories don't matter because food is only energy. Basically, reminding myself of what Abdullah told Neville: "If you ate as I did, you would be poisoned because of your belief." (heavily paraphrased because my memory is terrible.. yes I'm working on it 😭) and it keeps me from feeling guilty abt eating. I ate SOOO MUCH food yesterday and I mean SO MUCH. I ate an entire box of cheese sticks, two large chicken sandwiches, 2 pb & j sandwiches total throughout the day, and half a tub of icecream for dessert… Yeah I was going crazy.. to the point I looked 5 months pregnant at the end of the night. Fast forward to today, my stomach is back to flat and back to normal as if it never happened. Food literally will not effect you if you believe it doesn't! This was my main focus too so I'm very proud of myself :)

Moral of the story is, never give up.

YOU decide what happens in your reality and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. There were times when I didn't want to affirm, so I didn't. If I felt lazy then I didn't consciously affirm or listen to subliminals, I just relaxed and went on about my day. I never made affirming feel like a chore. There were times when I had doubts too or thought it wouldn't work. I especially thought it wouldn't work for my mental health but I just affirmed anyway. When you're having resistance literally just know there's nothing bad that can possibly happen from believing in yourself and thinking in your favor. Just DO IT. Persist no matter what and you WILL get what you want!

I'll try to do better with posting my successes (but only ones that actually meant something big to me tbh. I don't see a point in sharing every little thing unless it was me overcoming some type of struggle) and answering messages but I refuse to download the tumblr app so yall just gotta see and hear from me whenever I feel like loading up this website. I'm just enjoying & living my life rn girl I used to dream about times like this and now I finally have them 😭

[queen-dahlia]

𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟲 + 𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿

Kougyoku/Ruby/Red Jade. I decided to go for the Ruby Country instead, will edit this once Act 3 is out xD

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation | ⫘⫘ : flashback | 4:4 answer

Jin inspired me to look for Luke, but the search was more difficult than I expected.

Emma: "Hmmm... this would be the place."

Cyril: "No… Isn't it over there?"

Together with Cyril, we wade through the surrounding bushes to find Luke.

We were searching all over the court, but there was no sign of him.

(I made some honey cookies, too.)

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Clavis: "Luke never misses a hint of honey, no matter how far away it is."

Nokto: "Whether he's on official business or eating, as long as he smells the honey, he'll definitely come."

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(… Maybe the scent is not reaching him.)

Stepping away from the bushes, I put the basket filled with cookies on the ground.

When I opened the lid, the fragrant scent mixed with the scent of roses and flew up with the wind.

(I'm sure this will—)

???: "Wow, that looks delicious."

(…!)

A hand reaching out from behind snatches the cookie away.

I wanted to hold the black gloves that entered my vision head-on, as if they were a slap in the face of reality.

Gilbert: "Hmm... is this a honey cookie? They are delicious with just the right amount of sweetness."

(I caught a completely different person.)

Prince Gilbert ate the cookies without hesitation.

I hurriedly took the basket away from him, and he looked blatantly unhappy.

Gilbert: "I'm a guest of honor."

Emma: "Just because you're a guest of honor doesn't mean you're allowed to do whatever you want."

Emma: "I made these for Luke."

Gilbert: "Eh, you're serving another man a home-cooked meal while I'm here? I'm so hurt."   //   "I can't believe you would cook for another man when you have me. That hurts my feelings."

Emma: "… I won't play along with that joke."

Gilbert: "Even though you promised me you'd teach me how to love? Little Bunny, you're so cold."

(… Prince Gilbert is the same as usual.)

The emotionless red eye and the refreshing smile that seems to have no meaning have not changed at all.

Maybe I'm the one who has changed.

(Just facing him like this is painful. …What is this?)

Gilbert: "In general, Luke isn't here, right?"

Emma: "That's the problem."

Gilbert: "… Ah, you're still looking for Luke?"

(I can't believe you can tell just from the conversation we just had.)

Gilbert: "If you leave him alone, he'll show up sooner or later, you know?"

Emma: "I want to see him now. The cookies are getting cold."

Gilbert: "Then I'll eat it for you."

Emma: "I'll make another one next time. For Prince Gilbert!"

Gilbert: "…… Didn't I tell you? Once in a while, I want to eat something other than cookies."

Emma: "For example…"

Gilbert: "Like Little Bunny's favorite food."

(My favorite food is... I have so many sweets, I can't even narrow it down.)

(I made cookies because they were suitable for mass production, but I think I'll prepare something more next time.)

Gilbert: "Hehe, I’m looking forward to it."

Prince Gilbert smiled innocently and didn't seem to be lying or flattering.

(W-Well, more importantly...)

(As Prince Gilbert said, I wonder if he will come out after a while.)

(If he's not there after all this searching of the court, it's possible he's out on the town…)

(But I don't know why... I can't stop feeling uneasy.)

Gilbert: "… Are you worried?"

Prince Gilbert leans over and looks into my face.

When I leaned back at the sudden closeness, I was gently pulled by the shoulder from behind.

Cyril: "You're troubling her, Prince Gilbert."

Gilbert: "Hey, you're here."

Cyril: "I am. Even though you noticed."

Gilbert: "Ahaha, her bodyguard? Your master is funny to assign an ex-soldier of Obsidian as her escort."

Cyril: "That's how much he trusts me."

Gilbert: "It's a feeling that I don't understand. People will betray you without hesitation."

Cyril: "I have no plans to do so."

Cyril: "Young lady, if you don't want to spread any more strange rumors, please be careful of the distance."

Emma: "Yes… Thank you."

(Never let your guard down... Just like Cyril said, I have to be more careful than ever.)

When I carried the basket again with alertness, Prince Gilbert shrugged his shoulders deliberately.

Gilbert: "That's terrible. I was just trying to reassure the little rabbit."

Emma: "Which part of it?"

Gilbert: "All of it."

Emma: ". . . . . ."

Gilbert: "When you feel uneasy for no reason, you should try to sort out the cause in your mind."

Gilbert: "There is always a cause for "uneasiness," even if you are not aware of it."

(… He can see through that kind of thing.)

Gilbert takes one step closer and lightly pokes my forehead with his index finger.

(The cause of my uneasiness… It's true that he might come back at night, but I'm in a hurry to find him.)

(There is also the fact that Jin is looking for him, but why...)

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Clavis: "The anti-monarchy group was originally cautious. It's only recently that they've started showing some signs of activity."

Clavis: "Perhaps someone is behind the scenes?"

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(… Why did you disappear "now"?)

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Luke: "Come on, Gil. You're on the side of the weak, aren't you?"

Luke: "What you are doing is threatening Emma."

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Emma: "Does everyone know that Clavis is working with the anti-monarchy faction and sending assassins?"

Luke: "I don't think so. Chevalier probably knows, but I am not sure about the others."

Rio: "Then how did Prince Luke know?"

Luke: "Hmm... wild guess."

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Clavis: "I don't like it when you make me work for you, but I have no choice."

Clavis: "I'll go over it again; you don't mind if Nokto comes along, do you?"

Chevalier: "Yeah, but not Jumbo."

Clavis: "Why?"

Chevalier: ". . . . . ."

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Chevalier: "Yes. Report to me alone any important findings regarding Eyepatch."

Chevalier: "Trust neither the prince, nor the bureaucrats, nor the servants, nor your butler, nor anyone else."

Emma: "Why is—"

Chevalier: "A number of people from Obsidian's side have already infiltrated the castle."

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Chevalier: "It seems that the Worldwide Disaster has begun in earnest... Interesting."

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(…!)

Gilbert: "What's wrong? You look pale."

Prince Gilbert's words fall on deaf ears.

(No way.)

(… No, it wasn't. Now I'm thinking too much.)

The heart starts to beat wildly.

My exhaled breath was blatantly trembling.

Every time I tell my heart that it's different, it hurts like a sharp thorn piercing my chest.

(… Calm down.)

(I'm jumping to conclusions because of Luke's absence.)

(Maybe this is all part of Prince Gilbert's schemes?)

Perhaps seeing through my confusion, Prince Gilbert deepened his smile and cupped my cheek in his cold palm.

Despite his gentle touch, I felt malice touching me.

Gilbert: "What answer did you come up with?"

Emma: "… N-nothing."

Gilbert: "Liar."

(Even if... even if my hunch is correct, Prince Gilbert will surely dodge it.)

(… Prince Chevalier might know something about this…)

(More importantly, I can't wait to see Luke now.)

He was a prince who was kind to me.

He always took care of me when I was pushed by Prince Gilbert, and his concern saved my life many times.

Because he is that kind of prince, I want to believe in him.

Emma: "I must find Luke..."

???: "Did you call me?"

Emma: "!?"

A hushed voice sounds as if to break the tense atmosphere.

The person I was looking for appeared in the garden in a strange way, though I couldn't see him because Prince Gilbert was the obstacle. **

It's just as usual as it is disappointing—

Gilbert: "Ahaha… Didn't I tell you, Little Bunny? If you leave him alone, he will come back soon."

Gilbert: "I don't know what you were imagining, but your face is funny."

Luke: "… Gilbert, what did you do?"

Gilbert: "You're the one who did something."

Luke: "Huh? You're talking nonsense—"

Luke: "More than that, I can smell the honey."

(I got distracted all at once.)

Luke stares at the basket and smiles bitterly.

Emma: "I made honey cookies. Please have some if you like."

Gilbert: "... Even though you won't give it to me."

Emma: "Prince Gilbert would eat it all."

Gilbert: "If it runs out, you can just make some more, right?"

Luke: "You're not being mature."

Opening the lid of the basket again, Luke reaches for the cookies.

(Really, as always…)

Prince Gilbert's hand was also in the mix, but I decided to let it slide.

Emma: "Luke, where have you been?"

Luke: "Outside. …I was just walking around to get things off my mind."

(I guess that means he was taking a walk. It seems my fears were wrong.)

Emma: "I'm glad everything is alright. Jin was worried about you, you know?"

Luke stops for a moment and grabs the cookie again.

Luke: "Why? I ain't doing anything to worry him."

Gilbert: "What are you talking about, a man who suddenly disappears without telling anyone where he's going?"

Luke: "… I'll be careful."

Emma: "I would really appreciate it if you would—"

(. . . . . .)

I casually looked up at Luke's face and saw his leaf-colored eyes, which were dark and stagnant.

Maybe it is just the light that makes it look that way, but a sudden chill runs down my spine.

(Is it my imagination…?)

Gilbert: "Little Bunny, I think you should worry about yourself rather than worrying about other people."

A soft voice brings me back to my senses.

The last piece was absorbed by the mouth of Prince Gilbert.

Gilbert: "Even right now… heh heh."

Emma: "What is it?"

Gilbert: "No? I just thought Cyril was in trouble."

Cyril: "… Don't say anything unnecessary."

Gilbert: "It depends on my mood."

(What is he talking about?)

It only stirs up anxiety, but the core of the issue is clouded.

When I turned to Cyril, he just shook his head with a bitter look on his face.

Luke clapped his hands on purpose, perhaps feeling uncomfortable with the strange silence that suddenly fell.

Luke: "By the way, there was a huge commotion at the castle gate before I came here."

Emma: "Commotion?"

Luke: "Oh, it's just... Some guy with a katana is making a lot of disturbance."

Luke: "It looked like it was going to be a lively situation, so I ran out to the garden, but I wonder what happened in the end."

Gilbert: "… Not a sword, but a katana…?"

Luke: "Yes. If I'm not mistaken, it was a weapon used in the Ruby area. It has a unique shape."

Luke: "He was a very flashy guy, too. He looked kind of angry."

(A man with a flashy appearance and a katana...)

(... Oh, is that—)

Gilbert: "… Wow, I heard he was in Tanzanite, so I let my guard down."

Emma: "Prince Gilbert?"

As soon as I thought I heard a muffled murmur, Prince Gilbert quickly flipped his cloak.

Gilbert: "I've got to go, I've got urgent business to attend to."

Emma: "Eh…"

Luke: "Hey, you can't just eat and run."

Gilbert: "I'll thank you at night."

With a fluttering wave of his hand, the black figure quickly disappears into the distance.

(He seemed unusually impatient, but I wonder what's wrong.)

(… Oh well.)

Emma: "Luke, about that guy who was making all that commotion—"

???: "Please wait! Akatsuki, calm down!"

???: "I'm calm enough."

???: "Your eyes are bloodshot! Emma is safe!"

???: "I won't believe it until I see her with my own eyes."

(Oh, I knew that voice...!)

Cyril: "Young lady!?"

As soon as I started running, Cyril and Luke followed behind me.

Before long, I saw several soldiers and Rio chasing a man dressed in shiny clothes.

The traditional costume of the Ruby Country, far away from here, which is unfamiliar to us here in Rhodolite, flutters in the wind,

My eyes meet the eyes of a man holding a katana, which, unlike a sword, has a unique curve to it.

Akatsuki: "Emma!"

Emma: "Owner—!"

Luke: "Owner?"

Emma: "The owner of the bookstore where I work and patronize."   //   "The owner of the bookstore where I work—I'm a fan of it."

Luke and Cyril: "Eh."

When I changed the words and conveyed it, Luke and Cyril widened their eyes.

A person who usually travels around the world in search of rare books,

Despite the clothes that made it difficult for him to move, he ran through the garden like a gale and came to my side.

Akatsuki: "Are you all right?"

Emma: "Y-Yes."

(By the looks of it, he seems to know the situation I'm in.)

(… No, it's obvious.)

Rumors about me are circulating throughout the city, and people I know would visit the bookstore.

Emma: "When did you return to Rhodolite?"

Akatsuki: "A few days ago. …I heard rumors that a "Trampling Beast" had appeared in Rhodolite, so I hurried back."

Emma: "… You're worried about me."

(The owner, who is supposed to be in another country, even rushed over like this.)

Akatsuki: "I had a bad feeling about this."

Akatsuki: "I've known for a long time that that man was interested in you."

(... "You've known for a long time"?)

The normally mild-mannered owner looks around with a demonic expression on his face.

Rio and the soldiers, who arrived late, couldn't hide their confusion.

Akatsuki: "Where is he?"

Emma: "… Um, who?"

Akatsuki: "Gilbert von Obsidian."

Luke: "He was here a while ago, but then he just disappeared."

Akatsuki: "… He ran away?"

(He's angry… I've known the owner since I was a kid, but I've never seen him look like this.)

Rio: "Just for the record, what are you planning to do after meeting Prince Gilbert?"

Akatsuki: "Kill him."

Everyone: "!?"

Akatsuki: "How dare he commit a shameless act on my daughter in front of the public…"

(Shameless act… Huh…)

(Uwaaaa!? The owner even heard about it!)

Even though I forced it out of my head, I remember the feeling of his cold lips.

(I see… Maybe… He heard what happened yesterday, and this is how he got into the castle...)

(The owner is so... overprotective that sometimes I think he's my dad.)

After covering his face with his hands, the owner finally pulled his katana out of its scabbard.

Rio: "I'm sorry, Emma. I can't stop him!"

Emma: "Owner, please! Calm down!"

Akatsuki: "Even if you ask me, I can't let a man who deserves death live."

Soldier: "Sir Cyril! Stop him!"

Cyril: "No, no, no, his eyes are set on something, and I can't do it or he'll kill me." **

Luke: "Ah… I don't know…"

Luke: "… For now, I'll get you some tea."

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Akatsuki: "I am sorry."

I guess the desperate pleading of Rio and me, and the honey tea that Luke had brought, had done the trick,

The owner finally put his katana away and took a deep breath in the garden's tea ceremony space.

Rio: "… I'm so glad you had second thoughts. I know what it's like to want to kill."

Akatsuki: "I haven't given up on that."

Emma: "Please give up..."

Akatsuki: "No, I must take responsibility."

Akatsuki: "… It's my fault that Gilbert set his sights on you."

Emma: "What do you mean?"

(Does the owner know Prince Gilbert in the first place?)

The world disaster, the trampling beast—there are not many people who can call the infamous prince aside.

As if he understood my question, the owner pulled out a tag from his pocket.

Perhaps due to its age, the color had changed, and it was somewhat dirty.

But the national emblem of Obsidian was clearly engraved on it,

Luke, Rio, and Cyril were all speechless.

Rio: "This is..."

Akatsuki: "Pass."

Akatsuki: "Obsidian has strict information controls, restricting the comings and goings of merchants."

Akatsuki: "But I am a book merchant of the Imperial Court. I am allowed to go in and out of Obsidian."

Emma: "… I didn't know that."

Akatsuki: "For Rhodolite, the country name "Obsidian" is taboo."

Akatsuki: "I couldn't tell you because of that, but I always brought back souvenirs."

Akatsuki: "That black book you've been liking lately…"

(Right…)

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Gilbert: "Of course. That's a very popular book in my country."

Emma: "I see... you mean this book was from Obsidian!?"

Gilbert: "Yep. You didn't know?"

Emma: "Yeah… I never thought there was a book from Obsidian here in Rhodolite…"

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(… If I think about it for a minute, I would realize that the owner has a connection with Obsidian.)

Akatsuki: "It all started with a little chat."

The owner sips at the honey tea and stares off into the distance.

Akatsuki: "When I sold books to Gilbert, I often mentioned you as small talk."

Emma : "… Like what…"

Akatsuki: "It's not much."

Akatsuki: "There's a girl in Rhodolite who loves books. A girl who is kind and compassionate to everyone…"

Akatsuki: "What books does she usually read, what kind of things does she like, what happened to her the other day…"

Akatsuki: "The more I talked about you, the more interested Gilbert became."

Akatsuki: "The story of a kind-hearted girl from a foreign country must have been a kind of entertainment for him."

Akatsuki: "I also ended up saying that this was something I was not involved in." **

Akatsuki: "I never thought this would happen…"

The owner, with his head in his hands, seemed to seriously regret his decision.

(I was a bit surprised, but relieved…)

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Gilbert: "I know everything about her."

Silvio: "Such as?"

Gilbert: "There's a bakery near her house, run by an elderly couple. She likes their sandwiches."

Gilbert: "She likes to go to a hill overlooking the city with a sandwich and a drink and read a book."

Gilbert: "One time, she read from morning till evening, and she caught a bad cold."

Gilbert: "At the time, everyone in town was worried. It seems there was a bit of a commotion."

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(—I'm convinced that the owner told him all of that, too.)

A sigh of relief is breathed as the identity of the unseen horror is unexpectedly revealed.

Luke: "… Hey. Why is he so interested in the story of a common woman?"

Akatsuki: "I don't know. I've never asked why..."   //   "I don't know. I never heard the reason…"

Akatsuki: "Perhaps it was because of the resemblance."

Rio: "Of who?"

Akatsuki: "Emma."

Emma: "I'm like Prince Gilbert…?"   //   "Prince Gilbert is like me…?"

Luke: "No way."

Rio: "That's not true!"

Cyril: "Uh… certainly."

(Hm?)

Mixed in with Luke and Rio, who shake their heads in dismissal of the joke, I hear only one affirmative voice.

Everyone's eyes were on Cyril.

Cyril: "… Well, to be precise, it was "similar," wasn't it?"

Cyril: "You see, young lady, you are the kind of person who looks out for others and not yourself, aren't you?"

Cyril: "You protected Prince Gilbert from the deadly blade during the soiree... That's how it is."

Akatsuki: "Oh, yes. He's a different man now, but he was once a man with a beautiful heart."

Akatsuki: "... To the point of being very dangerous."

(. . . . . .)

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Emma: "Prince Gilbert's heart is full of scars."

Emma: "… You've been hurt so much that you've probably forgotten how much pain you're in."

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(… He's suffering.)   //   (… He's in pain.)

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Emma: "If that is indeed the case... how did Prince Gilbert become a beast?"

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Emma: "… How can I turn you back into a person?"

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I ask with hope in my heart that the owner and Cyril might know something.

Cyril seemed to have no idea, but the owner did.

Akatsuki: "I don’t know. You must never know the reason."

Emma: "… Is it a national secret?"

Akatsuki: "It's not like that, but if you know, you'll end up becoming a traitor to the country of roses."

Emma: "Eh…"

Rio: "… What do you mean?"

(Traitor... that can't be right.)

(I love Rhodolite, and I know all about it.)

But for some reason, his expression becomes tense.

It was as if I had something to be guilty of, even though I had no idea what it was.

The owner seemed to have noticed the subtleties of the situation.

Akatsuki: "Emma… don't feel sympathy for Gilbert. Don't empathize."

Akatsuki: "The kind-hearted young man is gone. The current Gilbert is now a "Trampling Beast".

The owner reaches for a stained tag that was on the table.

Akatsuki: "... It is easy to dye white to black. But it is difficult to dye black to white."

Akatsuki: "To sympathize with him means that you will be dyed black."

(… Owner…)

My image overlaps with the clutched tag.

I couldn't say anything back.

𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿:

To the poor little rabbit.

Thanks again for your response.

You asked me about me this time?

But… You want me to tell you about me when I was a kid...

Little Bunny just doesn't seem to be interested in the current me, huh?

I'm starting to get jealous of me as a child.

Jokes aside, I loved reading when I was a kid.

Then, I loved making all kinds of things.

I've always been good with my hands and could make anything if I wanted to. ...I still am.

That's right, should I make a dress for the little rabbit next time?

I can also process jewelry, so that is also a set.

The pitch-black dress, the obsidian necklace—it would be fun to dye the little rabbit in my colors.

By the way, now you're probably wondering what happened to my story as a child, aren't you?

I don't have much fun to tell you. So I won't tell you any more.

I want you to like me.

Gilbert von Obsidian

[niuniente]

Sometimes I just forget to comment but I always leave kudos, even if it wasn't like the next Nobel Prize of Literature. And I forget because I download things to read on the go and then finish it and just forget completely. I guess I'm an odd case? Because it doesn't matter if the work has a million hits and kudos, I'll always leave kudos even before reading (just from the tags and summary). Maybe as a way to acknowledge the work put into it? I don't really know. It's just what I do. But you're right, I mean, I have some memory issues and tend to forget but even a heart emoji is enough as a comment. I also write and personally I don't mind not getting comments, but I smile when I see even a little heart so yeah. And even in smut fics, like you said, an emoji is enough. You don't need to write a dissertation about the pisser mashing activities or whatever. Some people really like comments and I mean, if they say 'hey, leave me some nice comments!' it doesn't hurt to leave a little heart or something.

I always also leave a kudos, typically already after 1 chapter. Sometimes, I'm reading in a place where I can't leave kudos or comments, like during a flight, I go to the fic to leave kudos and comments afterwards. Heck, if I like the fic, I'll go back again later to tell the author that "listen, listen, I've been thinking about this fic for the past 5 months, I like it so much".

I'm starting to think that some people think that when you read to fic, you need to leave 5 star honest summary review like it was IMBD or something. When in reality, it's fandom thank yous and small talk.

I once read a fic which I didn't like. I was hoping it would get better but it didn't. Did I leave a comment? Yes. Did I say that I didn't like it? No. I thanked for the fic and said that it was nice this ship has new content, and it's always nice to meet other fans of this ship.

Think fandom interactions as any other small talk and good behavior. You wouldn't go to a party invited, say "hi" to the host/hostess, go tp eat everything from the table you want, and then leave without saying anything. You wouldn't appreciate this either if you were the host and invited people over, and they just flocked in, ate in silence and then left without even saying thank you. You are not expected (nor you are expecting as a host) to give 5 start detailed review of the cinnamon cookies on the table, describing their texture and moisture level and sugar-cinnamon balance and give critique of how these cookies should have been in the oven 30 seconds longer. It's a cookie! You take it, say thank you, and if wanted, you can comment "I like cinnamon cookies so much, these were good." Even if the cookie was a bit burnt, it's OK. If you want to be even more socially friendly, you can ask how the cookies were made, was it perhaps the host/hostess family recipe or did they find a new one on Pinterest?

If you behave nicely, you make the environment nice, too, and what's the best, you make the host (author) really happy, too. They want to offer you more free cookies and invite you over again, and moreover, arrange those fun gathering you love so much.

That little emoji, that little personal message, has SO MUCH power to the one who receives it <3 It seriously matters! It's the simplest way to participate in a fandom.

[blissooya]

[WEVERSE] 230506 슝이🌹 update

Play with me🫶🏻

👤 : Jisoo song recommendation!

🐰 : Shoongie recommends Shoong

👤 : Receiving a reply is hard

🐰 : Receiving a reply isn't easy but what if you're as happy when you do get it?!

👤 : Kitty vs Koromi ?? 💜❤️💜❤️

🐰 : I can't give up on Kuromi.. Since I like purple hahahehehe

👤 : I'm angry. You don't reply to me every time.

🐰 : You have a lot of anger! Don't be angry! It's your loss if you get angry! haha

👤 : Jisoonie!!!! What are you doing up at this time!!!!! 😤

🐰 : I ate too much so I'm digesting~

👤 : When will BLACKPINK do the first ptich?

🐰 : kekekeke I do want to try, when I was young I threw a lot to my dad

👤 : Jisoonie today did you get hit with a lot of Pochacco-lighting??

🐰 : However I'm not the type to get gaslighted

👤 : Unnie during tour Shut Down rap that says me, was it a spoiler when pointing at your face??

🐰 : No, that's just really me! keke Actually besides music shows during concert, Jennie was too far away for me to point at her so I just pointed at me!

👤 : Jisoo unnie what drama are you watching? I'm so curious

🐰 : Sorry but I'm not watching drama, instead I'm watching Hunter X Hunter. Sorry haha

👤 : Jisoo unnie why are your hands so fast? I can't keep up with unnies typing speed

🐰 : I also surprise myself too sometimes!

👤 : Today's tmi

🐰 : Why!! Why are you curious?! I'm also curious! Why are people curious about todays tmi because at the fansign I got this question so many times that I ran out of tmi's so I had come up with some in the end!! That's today's tmi

👤 : Unnie give Coachella behind !!

🐰 : People really like behind and tmi! Hm.. right before the show there was a mirror that was like the size of a door and with Jennie, we both kept practicing around 3x speed kekeke

👤 : Unnie, have you watched Avatar?🙋🏻‍♀️

🐰 : No! I just.. heard a lot about it so I know cg is amazing!

👤 : I like All Eyes On Me so much

🐰 : I like it too kkkekeke 🥰

👤 : How many Iced Americanos did you drink? ☕️

🐰 : 3 cups!!!!! How did I end up drinking this many?!

👤 : Look forward to Hyde Park!

🐰 : Isn't that something I'm supposed to say?! Look forward to it! haha

👤: Do you like the new Blackpink game?

🐰 : I haven't tried it yet kkkk I want to quickly try it. I told them about the fun parts from different games I played, but we'll see!!!!!

👤 : Jisoo, if I go to the fansign, I can dance the Flower challenge in front of Jisoo! kekeke

🐰 : You're saying this because you weren't at the fansign right????

👤 : If Blinks become cockroaches what are you gonna do???

🐰 : Someone asked me this a while ago kekekeke I'll put you in my house and I'll throw away(?) the house but I told them not to worry because I'll bring a lot of food ! I'll make you live in abundance(?)! kekeke

👤 : Kim: Kim Jisoo's Flower song is so good

Ji: Be as beautiful as you are right now

Soo: Watermelon

🐰 : 100 points

👤 : Jisoo, Jennie doesn't know the meaning of 농협은행 (NongHyup Bank) kekeke

🐰 : .... Then did I just become a person who wrote a bank name under her picture?

👤 : How do you feel that many people used Flower song for challenges?

🐰 : The dogs and cats are so cute. Even for me, I thought I even would want to film it with my pet to show them off but the distance between dream and reality are so far, Dalgomie fail!

👤 : How did you learn about NongHyup Bank meme?

🐰 : kekekeke Maeng-saem told me..🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

👤 : How long will Jisoo stay on for today~ When will you reply? Did you eat hot pot~ Was something happy that happened today?

🐰 : I was happy because I met Blinks kekekeke I was able to talk with them and Blinks reactions are so funny, do Blinks think I'm funny too?

👤 : Pochacoo Kim Jisoo lovers were very happy today ❤️ Pochacco selfie lets go! And I'm curious who your favorite Hunter X Hunter character is 🥹

🐰 : Killua! It's my 5th time watching! .. kkkkkkkk

👤 : The only person who makes my heart flutter, Jisoo 🩵🩵🩵

🐰 : What's these heart colors?! 🤍🩶🩷🤎🩵 wow... I just found out

👤 : Unnie you're the only one who hasn't forgotten your password??? 😁😁🤣 The other members seem to have forgotten

🐰 : Because I'm a genius!(?)

👤 : Do you have a Netflix drama recommendation?

🐰 : It's not a drama but Kill Boksoon kkkk!

👤 : While making the Flower logo design with Chaeyoung, were there any episodes?

🐰 : She also helped pick the Today's Jisoo logo with me haha

👤 : Pull down the shutter and close the door! Im the last comment! Jisoonie leave only the scent of flower and go

🐰 : kkkk oh thats right I was about to leave. It's really the last comment haha great timing, I'm leaving only the scent of flower and going to sleep~~! Going haha🌹

keke It was so fun today I wanted to talk to Blinks before going to bed so I came! haha Let's have fun tomorrow as well!!! Tomorrow I'll try to sign quickly so we can talk more haha Sleep well and see you tomorrow ♥️ Love you🫶🏻 Nyongan!!!