#today I've been showered in love and affection by so many people!

[justwonder113]

Showering Seungmin with affection

Bang Chan; Lee Know ; Changbin; Hyunjin; Han; Felix; IN;

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Summary: Everything between you and Seungmin was a competition and to win and make him shut up you were even willing to kiss him sensless Warning: Gender neutral reader but if I missed anything please let me know; Bold reader; mentions of consumption of alcohol; Both reader and Seungmin are little bit tipsy; some cursing because I'm cute like that; reader feeling a bit claustrophobic at the beginning. Seungmin being hit on by a drunk girl; unclear feelings; Both reader and Seungmin are brats and really chaotic to put it simply; Bit graphic descriptions of possible scenarios. Making out in the middle of nowhere; Slightly suggestive; Please notify me if I missed something. A/N- I really hope you will like it, It's not really enemies to lovers but It's the first time I've written something inspired by the dynamic. I'm really curious on anything you have to say so please feel free to interact Word count-4.7k

You loved your friends, you really did, but sometimes you just couldn't understand them. It was beyond your imagination why they chose to go to a bar on your first day of vocation, as the first thing to do here. There were so many things to do!

Lately you've been really swarmed with work and it really took it's toll on you, so as a way to unwinde you and your friends alligned your schedules together and decided to go to a winter resort. You arrived just today, and you already fell in love. It was the type of place you see in tvshows and movied. It was a place straight out of fairytail. You were simply mesmerized by this place and you wanted nothing more than to explore every part of it, to get aquitanced with this majestic place, but, unfortunately for you, convincing your friends to go with you was more challenging than you could think it would be. They kept insisting that they were too tired from the road and just wanted to relax and drink today. It kind of bummed you out when no one out of so many people shared the same idea as you. You pondered over the idea to go exploring by yourself, but you also didn't really feel like roaming unknown places in the middle of the night all alone.

Okay, to be fair, Seungmin vouched for you and said it was a good idea to go. But it was Seungmin! Everyone and their mama knew that you two didn't get along with each other. You had conflicated feelings about him, you were by any means no friends but you respected him, but you also really hated how narcissistic, snobbish and so rude! He was like the human boquet of the quialities you disliked in a person. You knew he's an unique character from the start, you were even intrigued by it for a while, you only started hating him when he something Snarky and rude to your best friend. YOUR FUCKING BEST FRIEND! Of course it was eons ago and your best friend was way past over this and now was friends with him, but still. Your friend also explained that he was just like that and didn't mean half of the things he said. That you would just get him if you gave it time and effort but here you were. He failed in your eyes once and there was no going back. Sometimes you pondered of you should let go of the negative feelings, after all he was in your friend group and people were getting tired of your constant bickering. Truth be told, you thought that it was a huge progress from your side that you were now more benevolent and maybe even more friendly towards him. At least you could be in a room with him and parttake in conversations that involved him. By all means you were not friends, you had this weird rivalry between you. You didn't even know when it started but now everything was just competitions between you. And you took great pride whenever you beat him. You just loved rubbing your victories in his face and teasing him about it, but sadly, when you lost he always returned the energy sometimes even ten times more just to piss you off. He was just a huge brat! And to think that only Kim fucking Seungmin was on same wavelength as you.

You took another shot as if on reflex. You wouldn't lie, you enjoyed yourself. Hanging out with your friends was always a pleasure, you had comfortable and had fun with extended friend group it was nice to meet up together after a while ,but you couldn't help but feel restless. Also alcohol didn't hit right today, you were worst kind of drunk, your mind was fully alert while your body felt like it was slowed down and didn't fully listen to you. You tried to engage in conversations but most seemed like they were already out of it, some of them were dancing without a care in the life, you saw few of them chatting up with people. You sighed this wasn't how you imagined your first day of vocation. The main reason you felt overjoyed to go here was that you were tired of being surrounded by four walls constantly and that's what you were doing now, you were stuck in this stuffy place. You didn't want to be a buzzkill but you were getting really restless here. It felt so staffy and full that you felt like you couldn't breathe properly. So after a few you just excused yourself grabbed your coat and went outside.

The cold air caressing your skin immediately soothed your senses, you felt like you could finally breathe again. You looked around the streets were mostly empty, it was way past midnight after all, everyone was probably at home. The streets were lit by vintage looking streetlights which eluminated soft yellowish glow. The streeets were covered with thick layer of fresh snow which crunched with every step you took. What you loved the most other than calmness of this small old city was that how beautiful it looked in the night. The scenery looked like one from the old french drawings you see in antique stores. Also it just simply amazeed you how mesmerizing it was to watch it snow on lampion lights. The snowflakes looked extra beautiful on the light. You were really glad you decided to go here.

The sound of the familliar voice made you groan in distaste. Couldn't let you be at peace for a minute huh? You turned around to scold jim for ruining your perfect picture but the sight had you let's just say rendered speechless. He wasn't alone, he was with some girl who was literally hanging on his arm for dear life? Was she flirting with him? She was really beautiful and stunning, but why did he look so awkward? You scoffed, sure he was really handsome and pretty too but really? Him? Or has he not opened his mouth yet?... You didn't like it.

You prepared yourself to leave this perfect place and go inside when you heard Seungmin say that he wasn't interested and ask to respect his boundaries. You were going to ignore it and just mind your business, you just didn't like how this girl kept pushing despite him declining her offers. Honestly what happened to taking no as an answer? This was just plain disrespectful.

You groaned out and approached them while cursing at yourself. Couldn't you just mind your business? "Baby there you are! I was just going to call you! Do you see how prettily it is snowing? Lets' take some pictures!" You tried to sound as sweet as possible while trying not to die from cringing too hard at yourself. Seungmin's eyes almost went up to his forehead. What a dumbass- you thought as you stood next to him and hugged his armn. "Who's this?" You acted all confused, honestly, you felt like you deserved an oscar. Seungmin atammered for an answer while the girl pouted ar you. She definerly had too much to drink. Where were her friends? Why was she alone?

"You're together?" She looked dishartened, what a poor thing.

"Yes, I tried to explain but you wouldn't listen." Seungmin sighed. The girl pouted, looking offended suddenly she started huffing-" There's no way you're toghether!" Oh she was getting annoying now, you glared at her, how dare she doubt you "I beg your pardon?"

"I've been here with my friends all evening, you two didn't even talk not even once, how would that make you a couple?" So she's been stalking Seungmin all evening, kind of creepy. You were really hating whis whole interaction so damn much!

"Okay I will prove it to you then no problem." You turned to Seungmin who looked confused, unaware of what you were planning to to. You couldn't blame him you also had no idea what the fuck came to you. He looked at you for a second but then gave you a nod, giving you a green light to do whatever you deemed nescessary. You iternally thanked yourself for taking all those shots earlier, there was no way you could do this sober. You grabbed Seungmin by his collar brought him to you and smashed your lips against his. Seungmin immediately leaned into the kiss and kissed you back. Suddenly you were surrounded by him, his soft lips, his warmth, his hands around your waist which felt so hot you felt them through your coat, the intoxicating smell of his perfume. Never woud you have imagined that you would love kissing the Kim Seungmin this much. You mentally counted up till five and then leaned back, already missing the touch. The girl sighed in defeat and left you. This had to be one of the weirdest interactions you've ever had. Well it was another win on your side so you didn't really care.

You quickly let go of Seungmin once you made sure the girl left you two. You had to get out of here so you started walking towards random direction, you had to be anywhere but with him. What the fuck had come onto you? How could you kiss him like that? You don't kiss people you're supposed to hate! It was so embarassing, you wanted the ground to swallow you whole, there's no way you could look him in the eyes after this.

You knew he followed after you by the sound of hurried footsteps and crunching snow, not as satisfying sounding when you're running from your problems, or one big problem called Kim Seungmin.

"Thank you for helping me our there, it was getting really awkward." He said it as if you just casually get him out of the situaation. How was he so calm? Was he even human? Did he even feel even ounce of human emotions, except maybe the need to be annoying all the time. You took a deep breath, there's no way you would show it to him how much this affected you. "Didn't know you had thank you in your vocabulary, the more you know huh?" He scoffed,"don't be a brat." you couldn't help but chuckle, "there you go being your charming old self. seungmin grinned. Oh no. " So you think I'm charming?"He looked at you with "Innocent" smile which made you groan, he sure had a talent for being annoying. "Goodbye." You were not in mood for his teasing. You were somewhere in this city might as well explore it. You thought that Seungmin listened to you for once and left you but no, he had to start yelling in the middle of the night while everyone normal slept "You're the one who kissed me but now you're the one running away?" God sure blessed him to be the most infuriating little creature that ever excisted.

"First of all don't be loud it's middle of the night and people might be sleeping, also I'm not running away, I just don't like to be with you. I'm already starting to regret that I helped you, I should've just minded my business." Seungmin looked unamused.

"But you didn't. You stayed and helped me. You even went as far and kissed me!"

"You're really annoying do you know that?" He smirked and you instantly regretted not ignoring him, so what if he woke half the people here? You didn't know anyone here. Seungmin got closer to you. "While are you backing down and trying to run away from me? Is it that you're flustered baby?" He emphasised the word baby, mimicking the sweet tone you used earlier. The audacity of this fucker! You wanted to just punch him in the nose. You rolled your eyes, dissmissing him entierly. "Please, like you could fluster me." You continiued walking away from him, you wouldn't give him satisfaction to poke fun at you. You didn't hear any steps maybe luck did exist and he left you. You heard a step, a yelp and a loud thud.

Turning around you were greeted with the image of Seungmin laying flat on the ground. You quickly rushed to him, yes the roads were slippery but how did his ass manage to slip this bad to fall flat on the ground? He looked up to the sky with poker face, no sign of pain no nothing, his face completely unreadable? Is it possible to die just from a simple fall? "Seungmin are you okay?" No answer, You shook his shoulders, "Min?" He looked at you for a second, when slowly and dramatically lifted his hands to cover his face. What the hell? " Min? Did you hit your head? Are you hurt? What the fuck are you doing?" Still no answer, it only hit you that he was just embarrased when you noticed how red his neck and ears were. You couldn't help but laugh, and he immediately answered with a groan. "Are you embarassed?" Another groan which made you laugh harder also following by an unimpressed grunt. "Sorry, sorry, it's just ironic, you were the one talking about flustering me and stuff, now you can't even look me in the eyes." He could be cute after all.

"I want to die." Seungmin groaned out after a while, you were hysterical at this point.

You tried to get him get up or at least to remove his hands from his face but to no awail. "Oh stop being difficult, what do you want to get up? You will catch a cold dipshit." What bug did bite you today, why were you kind to him? It really was beyond you.

"I want a kiss on the lips." Oh so he could talk now, you scoffed and got up.

"Nevermind I hope you get pneoumonia! You either get up or I'm leaving you here!" He peaked at you through his fingers, you tried not to crack and not to smile, he looked so silly. He shook his head and covered his eyes again. Wow what a serious adult.

"No you won't you're too kind for your own good." This fucking! You hated how he was right. You really should just leave him here, that's what he's asking for!

After not hearing anything from you, Seungmin took his hands of his faces, to check if you in fact leave him here, he looked baffled when he noticed that instead of leaving him you laid next to him looking at the sky with unreadable face. "What are you doing? The fact about Kim Seungmin was that he was always calm and collected no matter the situation and to think he showed so many emotions today.

"If poeple were to look at you they would think that you're crazy or some drunk asshole, Someome might call cops on you or an ambulance and that's such a headache. If I lay here people most likely will ignore us because we're plain crazy or drunk, I think I am still tipsy." Honestly you were more or less sober now, who wouldn't be after laying on snow? He better pray you don't get sick, or him because you would most certainly beat his ass.

Seungmin looked at you for a second, you could feel his gaze even though you weren't looking at him he turned his head towards the sky after a while though. "Or they might think someone ran us over with a car, someone more creative might even think we were shot, although there's not blood." You couldn't help but huff out a laugh. He seemed more talkative now, even though the subject of conversation was quite unique. You somehow prefered it this way.

"Depends on where we were shot, also we should consider the sound effect. By the way it's snowing the blood might get covered soon. Car theory is also silly, the road is too narrow."

"Hm, you're right." You felt the urge to tease him for finally admitting for once that you were right but you didn't want to disrupt the peaceful moment. The silence was comforting. "It's really pretty, looking up at the snow."

"It is." It really was, in fact it was one of the most majestic sights you've ever witnessed. Streetlights were making it even more beautiful, it was like you could see every snowflake clearly.

You laid for a while enjoying the sight, the sliense, the comfort being with him brought. It felt good to just exist and simply enjoy a simple moment. You didn't even realize when your hands moved towards each other and started holding onto each other so tightly. What baffled you more was why didn't hate the feeling. Mere couple of hours ago you would've simply laughed at the idea of you holding hands with Seungmin. You wondered what shifted inside you.

"I think it's safe to say you do care about me." Of course he had to ruin the moment. Groaning in disdain you straightened up, his hold on your hand immediately tightened, one might even think he was afraid you would let go. He looked at you with the mischevious smile which unforunately tugged quite hard on your heartstrings, you obviously ignored it. "Says the one who literally fell for me." You couldn't help but quip back. He huffed dissaprovingly, his cheeks puffing up so cutely in the meantime you just waned to poke it. "I didn't fall for you!" He protested, you just rolled your eyes, "okay okay, you fell down while chasing after me." He looked uniimpressed. "I only did that because you kept running away god knows where! Do you even know where we are?" It was infuriating how he always pointed out right thing, but you didn't care. Backing down wasn't an option, this was a matter of pride." Do you?" 5 year old kid comeback but hey as long as it worked. Seungmin averted his eyes, he also had no idea. "Damn Seungmin, I didn't know you were so dedicated to me that you would go literally god knows where for me." He scoffed and crossed his hands. "You know what? Nevermind, I hope something finds you and eats you up." Satisfied that you were getting under his skin you grinned. "Oo Kinky."

"I hate you."

"As it turns out my dear Sungsung you don't."

"Okay I don't." You didn't like how his answer made you feel giddy.

"So you do have a heart! I'm impressed." You were not going to lie, you enjoyed this fucked up weird dynamic you two had.

"Yeah, can't seem to get rid of it, it's vital or whatever," he even made a point to dramatically roll his eyes as if he was annoyed at his heart.

"Tell me about it."

It was silent for a second or two but of course Seungmin had to break it. "What about you?" You looked at him expectantly, unsure on what he was getting at, Seungmin sighed as if dissapointed you didn't know what he meant. "Do you hate me?" He really loved asking those tough questions huh.

"Are you curious now?" What were you supposed to say, you knew you didn't hate him but you couldn't also name what you felt towards him.

"I am." He looked at you with wide eyes and you gulped in awe, it was first time you saw so many emotions reflect in his eyes, you had to tell him the truth or it would be ruthless.

"I don't hate you..." You paused hoping he caught the hint that you wouldn't be able to provide him with better answer for now. He smiled at you and shook his head.

"What a sap." Oh this little asshole!

"Oh shut up, you're literally being delusional!" Seungmin was full on grinning now, "why should I shut up? Are you getting shy perhaps?" You made a point to laugh dramatically as possible, "last time you teased me about being all shy and flustered you fell flat on the back, have you even considered to learn your fucking lesson? Or you want Karma to get you back, I knew you were masochistic freak! Be gone evil!" You got up and started walking, again he caought up with you, god this was getting boring.

"It's fun teasing you, I don't care if I might get hurt again because Karma got to me, I like seeing you all flustered up."

"You call this flustered? Oh baby boy how naive you are." It's really a shame you don't have a single oscar, maybe you should've gone into theatrics.

Seungmins face looked almost challenging. "Care to show me then?"

"I don't think you can handle me."

Seungmin did the thing everyone, unfortunately even you, thinks is attractive as fuck, he smiled at you while poking his cheek with his tongue, what a smug asshole. "Try me!"

You just blinked at him, eyebrow raised, -"really now?" You started approaching him while he looked at you with challenging eyes. You got close and close until there was literally no space between you. His face was unreadable once again but you took noticed how heavily he gulped once he felt your body against his. How cute of him to think you wouldn't see right through him. You smirked, "It's kind of funny, really, because I clearly remember how shy you got after I kissed you." He scoffed but didn't say anything, clearly waiting for your next move. He was simply watching you, analyzing you, just stydying you as if you were the most interesting subject. You stared back at him, challenging him back, you slowly started sliding your hands up his arms until they rested on his shoulders. "Can't even deny it, see? Didn't know you could actually be somewhat cute.

Seungmin made a point to just as slowly put his arms around your waist as you did, slowly dragging his hands up your hips and onto your waist. "What are you going to do about it?"

When did you even start whispering to each other? "God, you're so annoying, can you literally shut up for a second?"

Seungmin huffed, clearly amused by the situation, he once again looked dead into your eyes and mused "Make me!"

Oh he was on! You were absolutely set on on ruining him now. "Brat!" You mumbled against his lips before smashing your lips against his. There was literally nothing romantic or slow or emotional about the kiss. It was passionate, hungry, aggressive, hot and full of yearning. You two kissed each other like you two were starved of each other, you kept devouring each other's lips as if you wanted to become whole. You kissed him with as much passion as you could, he almost immediately kissed back, you fought for dominance at first but Seungmin gave in pretty soon, you knew it wasn't because he couldn't keep up, you just knew he could get you weak in the knees if he wanted to. He was thinking of something with his twisted head of this, there was no fucking way you were going to let him win, you were more set on making him flustered mess now. Maybe you were overthinking things but you didn't fucking care.

Seungmin let you do whatever you pleased, it was amazing how pliant he was being. You know he enjoyed just as much as you by the soft sounds he made occasionaly, every gasp of air, every tiniest little whimper did things to your heart you were shamed to admit. You felt excited, greedy, hungry for more! You've never felt more greedy in your life. You wanted to kiss him till your lips fell off. As much as you hated to admit it you just loved how his lips felt against yours, how soft they were even though they were chapped from the cold, how warm they were...You really hated how he made you feel so many emotions at once. What you hated even more was how alive he made you feel.

You slowly slid your hand through his hair, loving the feeling of his soft locks between your fingers, you just couldn't help yourself now. You grabbed the fistful on his nape and pulled on them experimentaly. He groaned against your lips and your heart almost did a backflip at this, you weren't even going to mention other parts of your body. The buttierflies in your stomach were full on raving now. Was he always this hot? You wanted to hear more! You slowly bit his lip and the soft whimper he let out was simply delicious.

Seungmin kissed you with more passion now, his hands migrated from your waist to your neck. His hands were really big and warm, it was something to feel them directly onto your skin, what made you weak in the knees was how he held you, right underneath your jaw, his thumbs caressing your cheeks. He slid his tounge briefly against your lower lip asking for entrance, who were you to deny him? You almost melted into a puddle when his tongue brushed over yours. You would have given in and let him take the lead if you weren't so set on winning this battle you've convinced yourself this was.

Eventually you two had to part because there was this thing called oxygen you needed to live or whatever. Your lungs were burning. Both of you could barely breathe, your lips felt as if they were buzzing, and you were hot all over, but it didn't stop you. You softly held him with one hand on his cheek and the other on his shoulder. You showered his jaw with slow kisses, when you decided to slowly migrate your little attack down his neck, down along his pulseline. You dragged each and every one of them as much as you could to torture him more. His whole body was so tense, so warm. Held onto your hips so tightly, you wondered if it would leave marks on your skin. You kissed your way down his carotid artery feeling perfectly fine how fast and strongly his heat was beating. You wondered for a second if your heart was any better.

You just knew you found just the right spot near his collar when his whole body shruddered and he let out a cutest little noise of both complaint and pleasure, you waited for a second but he did nothing to stop you. He held onto you so tightly you were afraid your back could break in half when you slowly bit him on his sweet spot. He looked deep into your eyes looking unimpressed while you looked at him like you were an angel sent to earth just for him. You felt proud on the reddening spot on his neck. Maybe it would even be visible for days.

"What the fuck?"Both of you got startled by Han's shocked voice. He looked at you all wide eyed clearly waiting for any kind of explanation. You and Seungmin quickly let go of each other.

"We've been searching all over for your asses while you're here eating each other's faces off? What the fuck gyus! Sincw when are you two fucking?" Han kept berating you while you two sat in silence. You looked at Seungmin who looked like he wanted to die, his face all red. You couldn't help but just laugh, . "He wishes I fucked him. Also I win Minnie" You softly patted his butt, honestly even his but was great how was it fair? Seungmin looked like he was about to die from embarassment. You've absolutely won this battle, he coudln't even say a word, he was speechless! Kim fucking Seungmin speechless!

"I'm coming, lead the way Sungie." You ran towards Han completely ignoring Seungmin, smiling like you've never done anything wrong in your life.

"I need details, what the fuck happened here?"Han wasn't giving up. You wondered if you could sneak Seungmin into your room later without anyone noticing.

A/N - Can't believe I finally finished it, you've no idea how many times I have rewritten it. I really hope you enjoyed it. Any type of feedback is always welcomed, or anything really, if you want to send a request, an ask, a thought, headcannon or you simply want to chat. I live for all these interactions. They literally make my whole days! Thanks for reading, love you all and please take care of yourselves^^

[andrevasims]

Here's the text that can appear in pop-ups when a sim watches the weather channel:

— Summer: —————————————————————

• When it's a really hot Summer day, sometimes I think about cold things, and my mind tricks my body into thinking it's cooler than it really is. Except one time I thought about too much ice cream and it made my stomach hurt.

• Sorry, but I can't help you today. I'm out at the pool.

• Why do they call us Meteorologists? I have never predicted a meteor in my whole life! They're scary. If you see one, let me know and I'll tell people. I'm on TV, you know.

• I'm having a bad day. Just go outside if you want to know about the weather. Stop bothering me.

• I've wanted to be a weather man my entire life. Sure other kids thought I was weird playing with my barometer during recess but I knew I was meant to affect people's lives.

• Weather prediction is a serious science. I have a college degree in it. At least I think it was a college. It was all done on the Internet, but I got a shiny certificate in the mail!

— Fall: —————————————————————

• My advice for today? If it rains, wear a jacket.

• I used to like playing in leaf piles. But not as much anymore. They're itchy.

• You know when people say things like "It's raining cats and dogs out there!" Well, that doesn't happen. Trust me. I've checked.

• Oh, what's the big deal? It's hot, it's cold, it's raining, it's snowing. Who cares? It still doesn't change the fact that my job is basically to look out the window. You know how depressing that is?

• I was struck by lightning once. It didn't feel so good. I put a lightning rod on my roof after that and it hasn't happened since.

• I just love playing in a great big pile of leafs. Burning them is fun too. Except when you accidentally set someone on fire. Poor grandma. Her eyebrows never grew back.

— Winter: —————————————————————

• It's Winter. Wear a sweater. Does that help?

• Sorry. Couldn't make it into work today. It's too cold out there!

• When I was a kid, I made up my own superhero. I was "The Boy Weather - Master of the Forecasters!" My mom made me a cape and a mask, and I ran around my house shouting things like "Chance of Showers: 50 percent!". I fought off evil tornadoes and powerful hurricanes with my powers of prediction. I didn't have many friends.

• I had the worst Nightmare last night. I dreamed I was being chased by a penguin and he wanted to hit me with a fish.

• Did you know Penguins can't fly? They also have a natural resistance to polar bear attacks.

• I always wanted a pet penguin but my mother said that I was too young. I asked her again yesterday, but she said that I should let it slide.

— Spring: —————————————————————

• Can you help me out with something I've always wondered about? If you're in the pool, and it starts raining, do you get more wet?

• It's allergy season out there. The pollen count is off the charts! I'm sneezing just thinking about it!

• I have the greatest job in the world. I can be completely wrong nearly all the time and never get fired. When I make a mistake, I can just shake my head and say, "What are ya gonna do? It's the weather!" How sweet is that?

• Don't look to me for all the answers! The knowledge you seek is just a small step out your front door.

• We've been hearing reports of lightning striking tall trees in the neighborhood, so be careful out there!

• Hello. You have reached the Weather Station. We're not in right now, but if you leave a message after the beep…

[cosmicdream222]

have you entered the void before?

I'm asking cause I've seen you post about it a bunch times with different methods to enter

Also, thank you for introducing me to the phase method! I'm using it and another method (one I created) to enter

Hey! Glad to hear the Phase has been helpful for you! Happy to answer your question, but it’s a bit more complicated than a yes/no answer and I’m feeling rambly today so you’re gonna get a whole backstory on how this blog came to be 😂

Backstory about me & this blog

I’d been in the personal development manifestation community since around 2016, and it was my life for a long time. But the kind of manifesting these people taught was basically like… wake up at 5am, work out, journal, meditate, shadow work, tarot cards, affirmations, cold showers, start a business, post no less than 10 times a day across your 5+ social media channels, and maybe if you hustle hard enough and cleared enough past life karma and Mercury isn’t retrograde, then the universe might grant your wishes... (if you don’t die of exhaustion first. 😅)

It really was a mess and realize now despite the facade of positive thinking and good vibes, the whole community really just keeps themselves identifying with lack & victim mentality so the coaches at the top profit off everyone else’s misery.

I believed in manifesting and had faith I would achieve my goals, but despite years of trying a million different things, only saw small or short-term successes and never seemed to get anywhere. I was feeling pretty burnt out and miserable, so summer 2023 I decided to stop trying so hard and just spend some time focused on myself and what I wanted. I went back to the two methods that I’ve always loved and had success with: affirmations and tapping.

I tapped every day and started making affirmation art and lockscreen wallpaper for fun. I posted the affirmations on Pinterest, which eventually lead me to finding affirmations pinned from tumblr. I think it was a screenshot from blushydior I saw at first, but her blog was deactivated by then. So I started stumbling around tumblr (around Aug-Sept 2023 at this point), where I eventually came across loa, the void, and shifting.

I was surprised because despite my extreme research into all things personal development & spiritual, I’d never heard of it. Although I’d read about quantum physics and more supernatural things, every coach/teacher had major limits. “Manifesting” only meant getting logical earth things like making 6 figures in your business through hard work and hustle so you can afford to travel and buy luxury cars & Chanel bags. Stuff like changing the past, waking up with all your desires, etc was absolutely impossible and not even talked about except “you can’t change the past”.

So having only heard about these incredible overnight life-changing manifestations from tumblr, I was skeptical and wanted more information. I basically started this blog to collect information from outside tumblr to prove it to myself and share with others. Which of course sent me down a rabbit hole of research and overconsumption and overcomplicating the void 😅

I did get kinda obsessed and throw myself into trying every shifting & void method I saw right away, which just left me frustrated with “failed” attempts. But I see now I was just repeating the same victim mentality from the old community - that everything had to be hard and a struggle, that I was a victim of circumstance and limited by a higher power. (This is also a really commonly held limiting belief in religion and society in general that affects many people.)

It took me more than a few months to realize, but I’m finally switching my default programming to that of a creator instead of a victim. Because I don’t want to be obsessed and put the void on a pedestal, I’m currently just working on my self concept that I am in control of my reality and can manifest whatever I want - with or without the void. I still do want to experience it of course, just want to make sure I’m going at it with a healthy mindset.

However!

About a week or two ago I read someone’s void success story that triggered a memory from many years ago: I realized I actually did wake up in the void and manifested something, long before I even knew what manifesting or the void was 😭 Because I’d always believed in supernatural things, I thought I had a “psychic dream” but now I know it was the void! (If anyone wants storytime I can make another post with more detail).

And since at the time, I entered without even knowing about the void’s existence, I realize we here or tumblr really do overcomplicate it. Like the video I posted where the void is described as the midway point between wake and sleep - it really is that simple!

I’ve noticed now that whenever I wake up naturally (not getting woken up by an alarm, outside noise, or cat jumping on me) I do always seem to wake up in the void. It’s the same kind of experience, and I don’t hear anything, but my first natural instinct when I wake up is to wonder where the sounds of my environment are. So I end up tuning in to my room and snapping out of the void.

I guess I just have to train myself to make my first thought an affirmation for my desires instead of just wondering where the sounds are 😅 But regardless, now I know it’s absolutely real and possible for me, I know it’s only a matter of time until I figure it out!

[17snifflesandsnzes]

So. Welcome to the most self-indulgent fic I've ever written, lmao! This fic is the first part of a SVT Dino fic I'm writing and the first part is literally just pure hurt/comfort and Boochan fluff. So...enjoy, I guess? 😭😅 I hope you like it!

Both Of Them In Their Own Little Bubble, Against The World

Moving in with Seungkwan and Hansol in his first year of university itself was, by far, one of Chan's best life decisions. He had started dating Seungkwan in his final year of high school after spending the entirety of his junior year pining over the other. During that time, Chan had confided his feelings to no one but Hansol. The reason for that is a story in itself. Chan had always thought that Seungkwan and Hansol liked each other, but when Hansol had caught Chan in his room, having a full-on breakdown, Chan had decided to tell Hansol everything. Hansol had laughed at his fears about Seungkwan not liking him back, saying that Seungkwan was obviously in love with the younger. After that, Hansol made it his mission to make the two "lovebirds" actually date each other. So, I guess Seungkwan and Chan owe their relationship (partially) to Hansol. But even with all that history, fast forward to today, and they're all still close. They are still the same kids from high school, just older and more mature. But one thing Chan has always been sure of is that Seungkwan and Hansol are the two people he can trust with his life.

But Chan has flaws of his own. One of them being that he rarely ever liked to show weakness, even to his close ones. He's gotten scolded by Seungcheol, Jeonghan and Jisoo many times, he's gotten advice on how to open up by Soonyoung and Hansol and he's gotten into heated arguments with Seungkwan because of it. But throughout all that, Chan just never learned how to change.

Which is why, after having the worst day he has probably ever had, he's standing in front of his apartment trying to calm his breathing as much as he can. The day had been absolutely awful. He had woken up late which had made him walk out the door completely unprepared for the cold December weather, he had walked into the wrong building which had made him even more late to his classes, he had gotten downright humiliated by his professors about how unoriginal his midterm dance piece was which had reduced Chan to actual tears and he had gotten into a fight with one of his friends, Yeonjun. And despite all that, even though he wants to just be held by Seungkwan and be comforted, Chan tries to act casual as he enters the dorm. Seungkwan's in the kitchen when he enters and Hansol’s on the couch with his laptop open. They both turn towards him when he enters and Chan has to take a deep, calming breath to keep the tears at bay. Being looked at with so much love and affection really wasn't good for his feelings right now. “Chan-ah, you're back! I missed you,” Seungkwan whines as he almost runs out of the kitchen to pull him into a hug. Again, Chan has to take a deep breath to not break down right then and there in Seungkwan's arms. Seungkwan pulls out of the hug then, and eyes him with concern. “Why aren't you wearing a jacket? It's almost 5°C right now!” Chan sighs before saying, “I got late today, Kwan-ah. I didn't have time to wear a jacket. Don't worry, I'll be fine.” Seungkwan doesn’t look convinced at all but he doesn’t argue any further for which Chan is grateful. “Okay, then. At least go shower, Chan-ah. You must be freezing. And then you can join Hansol and me for dinner!” Chan looks at Seungkwan suspiciously. “You’re cooking?” He raises an eyebrow at Seungkwan which prompts him to get hit on the arm, hard. “Fuck off, Lee Chan! Just go shower already!” Seungkwan says but he’s smiling and it makes Chan laugh for the first time that day. Leave it to Seungkwan to cheer him up no matter what. Wanting to feel the comfort that Seungkwan just exudes, Chan moves in to hug Seungkwan again. Seungkwan immediately relaxes into him too, an arm encircling his waist while the other caresses his head, softly kissing his cheek. He must’ve realized something’s wrong, Chan thinks to himself. Sure enough, Seungkwan whispers against his skin, making Chan push down a shiver. “You okay, Channie?” Chan nods against him before pulling out of the hug. Seungkwan gives him a soft smile before pulling him in for a short kiss. “Go shower, alright? I’ll be waiting for you.” He whispers against Chan’s lips and Chan smiles and nods, incapable of doing anything else while Seungkwan gives him the sweetest smile before going back to the kitchen. Chan just stares at his boyfriend for a while, feeling so beyond lucky to have him in his life. Then he walks into his room and takes out some comfortable clothes before walking into the shower, feeling somewhat relaxed than how he felt when he first reached his apartment. 

When Chan’s gone, Hansol looks up from his laptop. As he hadn't wanted to overwhelm the younger, picking up on his bad mood as soon as he walked through the door, he had stayed silent while Seungkwan did his best to comfort him. Turning towards Seungkwan now, Hansol asks, “Is he okay?” Seungkwan sighs heavily. “I don’t think so. Something must’ve happened to him in university today. I’m not sure if he’s gonna talk, though.” Hansol smiles reassuringly at Seungkwan. “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. He has us after all.” 

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Chan walks out of the shower feeling exponentially more tired. The warm water did soothe his tired muscles but it also made his nose a little more ticklish than usual and with that came an ever-present tickle at the back of his sinuses. Chan, however, shrugs this off as being a bit cold from walking around all day without a jacket. When he walks out of his room to the dining table, he finds Seungkwan and Hansol already at the table. Guess they did wait for me, he thinks. The thoughtfulness of it makes Chan smile. “Chan-ah, finally! We thought you’d never come out!” Hansol says exaggeratedly and Chan rolls his eyes at his youngest hyung. “As if you don’t take the longest time to wake up and we all have to wait for you.” Hansol smiles cheekily at Chan at that, making Chan roll his eyes again. The food is simple enough but it’s all of Chan’s favorites; kimchi-bokkeumbap, samgyeopsal and soju (of course). It’s sweeter than it should be and Chan finds himself tearing up yet again, looking at his two favorite people. Seungkwan, being the attentive person he is, immediately notices Chan’s teary eyes. “Channie? Are you sure you're okay?” Chan blinks the tears out of his eyes quickly, sniffling a little. “I’ll be fine, hyung.” Hansol, being the thoughtful person that he is, says, “Let’s eat then! I’m fucking starving!” Chan and Seungkwan both giggle at that and Chan takes a seat at the table. Time flies by quickly as they eat, Seungkwan and Hansol updating Chan on how their day had been. Chan listens to them but doesn't say much, something they both notice. When they're done with dinner, Seungkwan and Hansol basically kick Chan out of the kitchen, telling him to rest after his tiring day at university and Hansol decides to wash the dishes. 

Now that Seungkwan and Chan are alone, Seungkwan pulls Chan in by the neck and their lips meet in a kiss that makes Chan sigh, all the tiredness and frustration he felt earlier gone. The kiss is deep and comforting, much like what Seungkwan's presence is to Chan. Chan lets Seungkwan take the lead and he does, making Chan moan at just the right places. Neither of them know or care about how long they've been kissing for, it could very well be minutes, hours or even days. Somehow, time always seems to stop when Seungkwan and Chan are together, not that either of them are complaining. Chan's knees are almost buckling when Seungkwan pulls away leaving them both out of breath. They both smile at each other and Chan notices how flushed Seungkwan's lips and cheeks look, knowing he probably doesn't look much better. Chan clears his throat before saying, “Thanks, Kwannie. I definitely needed that after today.” Seungkwan beams at him. “No problem, Channie. And, just for the record, I wanted that just as bad so you don't have to thank me.” Chan laughs at that and Seungkwan's smile grows even more as they both maintain eye contact with each other, still slightly out of breath. When Hansol finally comes out of the kitchen, his eyes go back and forth between Chan and Seungkwan. “Okay, lovebirds. I'm gonna go to bed but I assume you wanna stay up to continue…whatever you guys were doing?” Hansol says with a grin and Seungkwan blushes bright red. “I- it’s not what you think, Hansol-ah! We were just kissing, okay! Nothing else!” Seungkwan sputters out and next to him, Chan laughs loudly, body almost falling onto Seungkwan's. Hansol laughs with him while Seungkwan looks at both of them in indignation. Chan and Hansol both laugh till they're fighting for air but eventually, they stop laughing. Seungkwan rolls his eyes at them. “Seriously, guys? What was so funny about that?” Hansol laughs lightly again as he says, “Your reaction, Seungkwan-ah. That is what's funny.” Seungkwan flips him off which makes Hansol and Chan start laughing yet again and soon Seungkwan is pushing Hansol towards his room. “You can go now, Hansol-ah. Good night!” Hansol smirks at how hurriedly Seungkwan says that but waves at the two before going into his room. 

After Hansol’s gone, Seungkwan turns to Chan again. Walking closer to him, Seungkwan gently kisses Chan again, feeling him relax against him before pulling him onto the couch. Chan laughs a little in surprise at the sudden action but lets himself get pulled by Seungkwan. Soon enough, they're both on the couch, and Chan rests his head on Seungkwan's shoulder, instinctively cuddling closer to him for comfort. Seungkwan would usually make a joke or pretend to be disgusted when Chan did that. Today, he doesn't say anything, instead wrapping his arm around Chan to make him more comfortable. They stay like that for a while, neither of them saying anything. It's not like they have to speak to convey their feelings to each other, anyway; Seungkwan and Chan have always had a way of communicating telepathically, it's like their minds are always perfectly in sync. Eventually, Seungkwan lets out a sigh before interlinking Chan’s fingers with his own. He turns towards Chan, squeezing his hand gently before saying, “So, care to tell me what's been going on with you today? Because of course I noticed. I don't know how you expect me not to notice anything about you.” Now, it's Chan's turn to sigh. There's a small pause before Chan finally speaks again. “It's…it's just been a hard day, hyung. Nothing out of the ordinary.” Seungkwan finds himself getting frustrated by Chan's words. “Well, it's clearly bothering you, Chan-ah! Why do you have to invalidate your own feelings like that?! It's just me, y'know?” Chan doesn't say anything after that, and Seungkwan feels slightly guilty about his outburst. Chan clearly needs comfort right now, not someone else yelling at him, especially not his own boyfriend. “I'm sorry, Chan-ah. I just- I want to be there for you. Like you're there for me.” At that, Chan squeezes Seungkwan's hand again tightly. Seungkwan squeezes back just as hard before adding, “If you want to talk, I'm here. You know that, right? I'm always gonna be here for you, Lee Chan.” Something about the way Seungkwan says those words finally breaks something in Chan’s resolve. He hides his face against Seungkwan’s shoulder, the tears that he’s been holding back all evening finally pouring out of him. “Oh, Channie…” Seungkwan says, his voice sounding soft and sad as he gently cups Chan’s face with his free hand. Chan lets out a sob at that, Seungkwan’s heart pretty much shattering in his chest at the sound. He pulls Chan into a hug, and he buries his face in Seungkwan’s shoulder, full-on sobbing now. Seungkwan cradles Chan’s head with one hand, the other gently rubbing up and down Chan’s back. “Today must’ve been hell for you, Chan-ah.” Seungkwan says more to himself than anyone else because in all the time he’s known Chan, he hasn’t seen him break down like this, ever. Chan just clings harder to Seungkwan at those words, and Seungkwan can barely hold back his own tears while he hugs him back, equally as hard.

When Chan’s crying dies down a bit, Seungkwan finally asks what’s been bothering him all evening. “What’s gotten you this sad, love? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you break down like this…” Chan sniffles before finally pulling out of the hug. He runs a hand down his face, almost like he’s frustrated in himself which makes Seungkwan’s heart sink deeper in his chest. “Y’know, it really hurts when someone you admire so much for their work ethic and talent is the one undermining you for something you literally put your heart and soul into? I guess I know how that feels now.” Seungkwan stills a bit in shock after Chan’s words but immediately takes his hands in his own, squeezing them to provide at least a little bit of comfort to Chan. “Wanna tell me about it?” Seungkwan asks after a pause and Chan sighs, closing his eyes for a while, unshed tears still clinging to his lashes. “You remember that dance project I told you about? My biggest project yet, the one I spent days choreographing?” Seungkwan nods because of course he remembers. He barely saw Chan during those days, the other always making an excuse to go back to the studio. He remembers the countless nights that Chan would fall asleep on the couch because he was too tired to walk into his own room. Of course he remembers. And even though he was worried about Chan pushing himself too hard, he also really admired his boyfriend so much for his love for dance, his work ethic and his perfectionist nature. Oh, who is Seungkwan kidding? He still admires all those things about Chan. Those things were also partly the reasons why he fell in love with Chan in the first place. “Yeah, of course I remember. What about it?” Chan scoffs at that and for the first time that night, Seungkwan can feel the anger roll off Chan in waves along with the hurt and sadness. His heart sinks even deeper. “Well, I showed it to a professor of mine I really admire and all he had to say about it was that it’s too ‘unoriginal’ and ‘doesn’t seem like me’. He said that I should stop wasting my time on stuff like that and should just focus on my grades because I don’t stand out as a dancer, anyway.” Seungkwan feels tears sting his eyes because no wonder Chan was this hurt. There is nothing in this world that could hurt Chan more than his dance skills getting questioned. As if Chan isn’t hard on himself enough as is. It seems like saying all that out loud was hard for Chan too as he sniffles again, blinking rapidly before turning back to Seungkwan. “I know he’s wrong but it hurts, y’know? It hurts when something you spent so much time on gets called worthless by someone you admire. Fuck, I literally compromised everything for this project and this is the thanks I get?!” Chan takes a deep breath and Seungkwan can see that he’s fighting back tears again. “I know I probably should probably ignore his words. But, it hurts so much, Kwan-ah. It hurts so fucking much.” A tear rolls down Chan’s cheek after he says that and Seungkwan reaches out and wipes it away, trying his best to hold back his own tears. 

“Listen to me, Lee Chan. Whatever that stupid professor said doesn’t matter. You are the best dancer I have ever known and I mean it. Your passion for dance is so inspiring and sometimes even overwhelming to see and it’s part of why I fell in love with you. So don’t you dare believe anyone who says otherwise. And if that professor says anything about you again, call me. I’ll personally beat his ass for you.” Chan laughs at that and Seungkwan’s heart aches at the sound (in a good way). Chan sniffles, rubbing the tears away from his eyes before opening his arms for a hug to which Seungkwan complies immediately. Chan buries his face in Seungkwan’s neck, gently kissing the skin there. “Thank you for that, Kwan-ah. Thank you for everything, really. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Seungkwan smiles at that, kissing Chan’s cheek before pulling out of the hug and standing up. “Well, one thing you would definitely not be able to do without me is go to bed at a reasonable time.” Seungkwan says in mock-seriousness as he lends Chan a hand to help him stand up which he takes gratefully. “You’re right. I am so grateful to have you in my life, Boo Seungkwan-ssi. Oh, whatever would I do without you?” Chan says, a hand on his heart, matching Seungkwan’s tone and he laughs loudly when Seungkwan slaps his arm. “Why do you always have to do that when we’re having a moment?!” Chan laughs again in surprise. “But you’re the one who started it, Boo Seungkwan?!” Now it’s Seungkwan’s turn to laugh and as they both walk into Seungkwan’s room (because there is no way Seungkwan is gonna let Chan sleep alone tonight), Seungkwan smiles to himself at the familiarity of it all. But then again, Chan and Seungkwan have always existed in their own little bubble, where only the two of them matter. In the end, it’s always been the two of them, since they were emotional teenagers till now. And both Seungkwan and Chan know it’s always gonna be like this. Both of them in their own little bubble, against the world.

I hope you liked this slightly new style of writing from me! And don't worry, the actual snz fic is coming out...very soon!

[alexissara]

Happy Day of Visibility for Non-monogamy

[Image From Ayaka is in Love with Hiroko!]

Today is Day Of Visibility for Non-monogamy, I am polyamarous, I've written about it a few times in recent days so feel free to ya know search Polyam on my blog and you'll see plenty of writing if you want more but today is gonna be completely personal chat. So strap in for my asexual lesbian polyamarous life.

I personally attempt to be as non hierarchical as possible, I am engaged [and have been] to my Fiancé whom i've dated since I was in Freshmen year of high school so obviously we have tons of history and in these 15 years of love i've never felt like I needed monogamy in my relationship with them. I've dated a set of long distance partners for around 8 years now and I love all of those women and wouldn't replace them for the world, we spend hours and hours every single day talking. I had a recent ex girlfriend whom I almost dated for 2 years before our break up and I have a non traditional subby dommy kinda thing going on with a really sweet girl that's been going on for over a year now.

My Fiancé has been dating another amazing girl who I think is amazing [as a friend] for like 5 years now and she has a boyfriend who is married to another woman but he lives with her. My Girlfriend has been dating another girl who is like one of my best friends ever for a lot of years now too. I have a pretty good relationship with the whole polycule and I am really happy to be able to not just have all this love but to have all this love for my partners. It's super fun to see my partners date and fall in love and explore themselves in new ways, it's fantastic.

I would say my approach is mostly a relationship anarchist style in that I let relationships be what they are as opposed to feeling like a strict line from what interactions with people of particular titles can be. That said when we decide on a title I do take them very seriously and want to respect when a relationship has elevated into something clearly romantic between me and those other people. I love, love but I also understand that I only have so many hours in the day and I want to make sure I am treating everyone well.

Non-Monogamy can be a little bit of work but relationships can be too. At first I was really bad at polyamory, I thought you had to be in a relationship with everyone dating everyone and tried to like force that kind of dynamic which neither of my partners appreciated and they sat me down to clear it up with me that they weren't interested in each other romantically. I also worked to stop comparing people to each other. It had always been that different partners had given had given me different things in my life.

Two years ago I was really sick, like constantly in and out of the hospital sick. During that time I only grew to appreciate my polycule even more. Having my loved ones all in a group chat giving each other updates, having people be awake at different hours so I couldn't be alone and depressed and feeling horrible. I felt so lucky to have so much love and to be showered in that affection all of them trying their best to help take care of me. Honestly, I don't know if my mental health could have been as okay as it was in such a terrible state with that constant affection from everyone.

I hope we can live in a world that becomes more accepting of non monogamy and that we have more rights. My partners matter so deeply to me and I couldn't chose between them. Like a body needs a bunch of different vitamins I need a lot of different love to stay healthy. This is who I am, this is who my heart is, this is me. To every other non monogamous person out there, your not alone, your seen, your loved and we have each other if we don't have anything else.

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

[9:20] | Jung Wooyoung

Pairing : Jung Wooyoung x F!reader (Idol AU)

Warnings : Angst, soft smut, oral (fem receiving), depressed reader, idolbf! Woo, mentions of self harm, talks about depression, self harms scars, mentions of suicidal thoughts. (I've been feeling a little too low recently, it's especially due to the built up stress.) MINORS DNI.

"The me that would fall down all the time

But stand and reach my hand to see

"Have you tried crossing over yet?"

I wanna die, wanna die

But don't really wanna die

You were there, you would care,

Making me aware."

A tear rolled down your cheek, as you stood in your gown in front of millions of people, singing the masterpiece you had prepared for your boyfriend. This was your last song for the concert and it was the first time you were singing. You still had your angelic smile on your face, your voice bringing many of them to tears.

The song reminded you of your past, your past self which was completely broken. The stage slowly sank after the song finished as you bowed one last time to your fans and said thank you. You quickly ran to the back stage, not able to control your tears anymore.

All the while, Wooyoung felt completely numb. His heart aches at your broken voice, silently calling him for help. He couldn't wait to shower you with love and affection. He felt a knot forming in his throat as he tried controlling his tears. How could an angel like you suffer so much?

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As you set foot inside the house, Wooyoung engulfed you in a tight. His warm breath hit your neck, as he slowly got you to the couch. The safety you felt in his arms, made you burst into tears. His hand slowly caressed your back as you let out your emotions.

He pulled away and cupped your face in his hands, "You can't leave me. Do you get that?" You slowly nodded as your sobs came to a stop. Wooyoung leaned in to kiss you and you kissed him back very softly. His hands slowly crept up on your sleeve, as he traced the outline of your scars. The scars that showed you how strong you were to overcome everything.

You always found them very ugly and hated yourself for all the stupid decisions you had taken in your past, your past trauma had left a big impact on you. But Wooyoung found your scars to be a sign that you had gone through a lot and that you had overcome it alone. He always prepped small kisses on your scars as praised. And today it would be the same.

"I just love you, I will love you forever and always, you're the best person in my life. You're perfect, do you get that?" "Yes." Wooyoung pulled you on to his lap, as he slowly removed your shirt, and attached his lips on to the biggest scar on your body. Which was right under your left boob. His hands found their way to your boobs, slowly moulding it making slow pleasure build up inside which pulled out a moan out of you.

"So fucking perfect princess. I love everything about you, those soft moans of yours and these sexy scars make you look like an angel from heaven which I am tainting." Wooyoung praised as his hands slowly travelled to your skirt. His fingers hooked on to the edge of your skirt for a minute before he pulled it off of you. Leaving you almost naked in front of him.

His hands caressed the flesh of your thighs, as his lips now trailed kisses down to your abdomen. He left open mouthed kisses in your stomach, as his hands raked higher travelling to your inner thighs. His finders found the edge of your panties, as his lips didn't stop kissing every part of you.

He slowly pulled your panties off of you, the cold air hitting your drenched pussy made you let out a soft moan. Wooyoung was hard as fuck, but he didn't care as the only thought in his head was to pleasure and make you feel ecstasy. "Lay back down, princess."

You did as he said, as you laid your head on the arm of the couch, Wooyoung slowly parted your legs as his fingers attached themselves to your clit. You let soft moans, "So wet and pretty for me. I love this pussy so much. It's all mine. Always so wet for me."

Wooyoung leaned down to your level as his tongue slowly licked up your clit. He plunged one of his fingers inside you, as he slowly thrust it in and out. He pulled his slick coated finger out of you and licked it clean. "The most perfect taste in the world. Too bad for everyone, only I get to eat this delicious pussy out."

Wooyoung attached his lips to your clit as he sucked on it hardly. He plunged his tongue deep inside you, as his lips sucked on your clit. He slowly inserted two of his fingers into you, as he didn't stop his tongue. His fingers moved a little fast, trying to get you to an orgasm soon.

You let out loud moans as he didn't stop when you warned him about your nearing orgasm. He placed your thighs above his shoulder as his tongue travelled deep inside you. And with that, you were coming in his tongue. Wooyoung slowly down his fingers as he licked you clean.

Wooyoung finally lifted his head as he looked at you, you looked like you had the orgasm of your life as your head was still clouded from the orgasm you just had. Wooyoung slowly picked you up as he took you to the bathroom. He made you a bubble bath and once you both were finally settled in the bath tub. He gave you a kiss on your forehead, "You did so well today Princess. I love you so much." You were in your conscious mind when you gave him a contented happy smile as you laid your head on his chest.

And that's why you always said, Wooyoung was your safe place you showed you what happiness truly meant. And Wooyoung mentally promised you to never make you look back at the dark place which you came out of with all the hard work.

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It felt very good to write this one.

-Jeong Aera

[goldenkamuyhunting]

Hello, I've been reading Golden Kamuy for three weeks now and yesterday I read the final chapter. Today I woke up and I started reading your blog and your metas, and it's been helping me mourn the great story that I believe didn't deserve such a wasteful ending. I feel like the characters' journey was for nothing. Just like you, I despise that the Sugiripa pairing is being implied to be canon, and I really wish Asirpa had never developed a crush on Sugimoto. In my opinion it seriously muddied the overall story and the consequent actions it would take. Ogata's death felt meaningless at this time of the plot. It's funny how one of the themes in the story is that each life has a purpose but it felt like most of the characters lost theirs in the final arc. I know I'm a bit late to the party, and the time I invested in the story was nothing compared to the people that had been following the manga for years, but I needed to get these words off my chest. I'll try to remember this series as the masterpiece it was for the first ~200 chapters.

Welcome in the world of GK and I'm sorry to also welcome you among the ones who didn't really enjoy much the final arc.

Now... should I warn everyone who's going to continue to read that this isn't a let's shower Noda with phraises feast? And that if you don't like it, the back button is your best friend? I hope not, but just in case, consider yourself warned. So...

In regard to the SugiRipa... I would have been fine if it had been handled as a phase, something Asirpa has to grow out of it.

I wouldn't have liked it much but I would have accepted it if the whole thing had been at least... postponed. Sugimoto leaves Asirpa, years go by, he comes back and, since he didn't see her in years and, since she's an adult now, he can look at her with different eyes.

Noda had seemed to imply that Asirpa was of such a young age because she wasn't meant to become a trophy for the hero to get at the end of his adventure (like it happens to way too many female characters in stories targeted to male audience), but if the SugiRipa ending was planned from the start... well, at this point Asirpa could have had just been made of the right age from the start.

Asirpa had a quite interesting motivator for her actions, which was the well being of her people, this isn't really such a recurring goal for heroines, but in the end the Ainu were sidelined because she makes clear her priority is Sugimoto (she claimed she would kill to protect him, not the Ainu and, ultimately, she shoots Ogata to protect Sugimoto) and the Ainu take a backseat in her heart.

I've nothing against characters moved by love... I like love stories... but since Asirpa has something more intriguing that could have lead her actions, prioritizing her crush for the hero felt like a downside.

Of course this is just me, I know there were people who had pushed for SugiRipa from the start and even the anime seemed fond of it (and completely erased Umeko as a love interest for Sugimoto).

As for Ogata, as far as I'm involved, it's not just that his death felt meaningless, his whole partecipation to the facts post Karafuto was of no consequence whatsoever for the story. He didn't affect the plot, neither with his life, nor with his death which is such a big clash with how, previously, whatever Ogata did seemed to spin the plot in a direction or in another.

So, as far as I'm involved, it would have worked a lot better if he had died in Karafuto. Even the whole thing with Koito, in which he shared info with him that lead Koito to figure out how Tsurumi manipulated him, was ultimately meaningless as Koito and Tsukishima still did Tsurumi's bidding till the end, and wouldn't have still be capable to follow Tsurumi due to their wounds, so the whole thing ended up being meaningless. Again, this is just me.

And I guess I could go on, actually I wanted to write a whole post on why for me the series finale was such a disappointment, but ultimately I doubt someone would be interested in it.

Who still wanders in the GK tag is likely there in search of positivity so a post of what didn't work for me is probably not what people would be interested in reading.

Again, I'm sorry to hear you also didn't enjoy the ending. It doesn't matter if you started reading a story long ago or just yesterday, it's always sad when something that you were enjoying reading stop being a source of fun and pleasure.

Please, keep enjoying the first 20 volumes as I and other people do and still welcome among the GK readers. Also, thank you for your ask!

[nnaeilujsajirdnes]

"My Story: Embracing Family Bonds, Overcoming Trials, and Celebrating Triumphs"

Hello everyone, greetings to all! I am Julie Ann S. Sendrijas. This is my life journey from childhood to adulthood. First and foremost, let me introduce the two best person and incredible people in my life – my father, Nelson, and my mother, Jesusa. They are the most amazing, kind, and loving individuals I have ever known. They have been the best parents, showering us with love. And there's more – my two beautiful sisters, our elder Jenevie, and the second, Janesille. They are not only amazing and kind but also have a strong desire to help those in need.

Although they have a high temper, just like our mother. Oh, and I'm included too! 😆 It seems like we inherited it from our mother. Yes, It's true, That I have a short temper, especially at home with my two annoying siblings—my brother and our youngest sister. They can be quite mischievous and stubborn. However, Despite my short temper or our occasional conflicts, I know my limits and l can manage my emotions. Even though I'm a short temper, I'm also a cry baby, easy to get hurt or affected, but it's also quick for me to forgive and forget.

Growing up, my parents worked tirelessly to provide for us, sacrificing their own comfort. My second mother, Mama Mercy, played a significant role in my upbringing, always there for me even when my parents were busy. I've spent much time at Mama Mercy's house, and she and her family have treated me as if I were one of their own. Despite the absence of my parents at times, I understand their sacrifices and appreciate Mama Mercy's explanations. I feel fortunate to have such loving parents, even if they cannot always be physically present. Their love and understanding have shaped who I am today.

I am the third among my siblings, and before I had a younger brother, it was quite dull because I was the only little girl. I used to wish for a younger brother, and when my mom became pregnant, I was overjoyed. I prayed for a brother, and when he was born, my happiness knew no bounds. As he grew up, around the age of 4 or 5, he became fascinated with the newly released movie "Frozen." He would watch it repeatedly, and because of "Frozen," he developed interest in girls things, It's funny how a movie can have such an impact.

Another Unforgettable and traumatic incident from my childhood is when there was an earthquake during my first or second grade. I was at my mama mercy's house at that time, and everyone rushed outside near the animal pens. My mom noticed I wasn't with them, and they panicked, thinking something happened to me. They quickly realized I was at Mama Mercy's room, asleep. My brother rushed to get me, and thankfully, nothing bad happened. They were relieved and thankful that the earthquake didn't cause any harm to Mama Mercy's house.

One vivid childhood memory involves trying to escape bedtime. We would prepare pillows to make it seem like we were sleeping, then slowly sneak out through the window to play wherever we wanted. We even ventured out with our cousins. We were cautious not to wake our mom, who was usually the one putting us to sleep. One time, we got caught, and she scolded us for not staying in bed.

One of the most cherished memories for me is the family day at my mom's workplace. It was a significant event, filled with various activities. We, along with our cousins, participated in many fun activities that we still fondly remember. Another unforgettable memory is when we visited our aunt (my dad's sibling) in Bohol. We had so many adventures and created lasting memories during those visits.

In seventh grade, I had some unpleasant encounters with boys, which made me wary of them. Some boys were rude and behaved inappropriately during exams, causing me distress. I even considered changing seats to avoid the harassment. However, despite these experiences, I never developed a general dislike for boys. In eighth grade, a boy expressed interest in me, but I was not interested due to his playboy behavior. It's amusing how some boys tried to court me, but I remained single, or as they say, "NBSB" (No Boyfriend Since Birth). My relatives' stories and my parents' strict upbringing contributed to my cautious approach to relationships.

Despite receiving occasional proposals, I never took them seriously, partly due to fear and my disinterest in entering a relationship. Even now, at 18 years old, I remain NBSB, and there's a boy who has been persistently trying to court me since eighth grade, which adds a humorous twist to the story. Although I've had charades in the past, I've been hesitant to commit to a relationship.

Opss wait! Sorry hahaa, Sometimes, I get tired of sharing more about my life journey, especially since some experiences are too personal or challenging to discuss. But, let me share this one, it's about my cousin marlon. 

One of the saddest incidents that happened was on December 15, 2023, when my cousin, brother Marlon had an accident. He collided with a modern jeep counterflowing in the streets of ibo, resulting in a severe and traumatic incident. He got trapped and suffered fractures in both hands and legs, causing extensive damage to his foot and one hand. Upon learning about it, I couldn't stop crying, constantly worrying about his condition, appearance, and whether he was okay. The incident occurred as my brother was commuting to work, often accompanied by his partner, in the early morning. I was aware that he left unusually early, and it turned out to be a fateful day for him. Our family was deeply affected by the situation, especially considering the unconventional relationship between my brother and his partner. They couldn't openly stay at each other's homes due to societal norms. Our family went through immense emotional pain, and the financial burden of hospital expenses added to our challenges. We redirected funds meant for our Christmas party to cover medical bills, but the atmosphere lacked joy. Instead of festive games, we only had a videoke machine for singing. Despite the hardships, the presence of relatives from Bohol and their support made the occasion somewhat special. We are grateful to God that my brother Marlon survived the accident, bringing a sense of relief and gratitude to our entire family.

"The most beautiful gift that God has given to me and my siblings is having wonderful parents. They are always there for us no matter what challenges we face in life. They consistently support us, never lacking in taking care of us, showing love, and showering us with respect. We are immensely grateful to God for blessing us with parents like mom and dad, who are truly the best we could ever have.

Even though we can be quite stubborn and respond strongly at times, our parents never fall short in caring for us. Despite our imperfections and mistakes, they continue to love us unconditionally. We are not neglecting the gratitude we owe to our parents.

I could share more about my own experiences in life, but it's difficult for me to express. Sometimes, I feel insecure due to people around me gossiping and spreading false stories about me, saying a hurtful words. This has become a significant reason for my loss of confidence. However, we must not let the negative actions of others affect us too much. Let's trust in God because He is always ready to listen to us and be thankful to Him." 

Thank youu for joining me on this journey through my life!

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary357

9/11-12/24

wednesday - thursday

i forgot, friday, i'm going out, with this dang illness.

no matter, i will.

i would like to keep today's entry short but that may prove impossible, i wanna sleep soon... but....

i read more of breton today, for one, quite loving it so far despite the strangeness of the text, or, coming to it, it's dense and strange, but i feel like i'm understanding, he went into some kind of survey he put out, about the encounter, and chance, this was a little difficult, the inquiry was such:

what do you consider the essential encounter of your life, to what extent did this encounter seem to you, and does it seem to you now, fortuitous or foreordained?

i suppose re-reading now (this is where i left off the other day, and it ended the page and so i was on a separate page, going forth from that (stupid practice... maybe)). anyhow, with this now being more at the front of my mind, this passage i forgot to re-read, there is an effort to trace out i suppose chance along the interior, as one experiences it, and how one might make it seem as though it played no part in events, at least upon the encounter and then long after, reflecting upon it. it's still a dense section, and it seems in part interested in the affect of the question, that as breton puts it, it oscillates from being emotional and personal and then it moves quickly into a place where you have to question and proceed along some kind of objective reasoning, he compares it to a cold shower, it also brings to mind portions earlier where he discusses a need for rigor, which brings to mind the crystals once again, the caesura of movement, this too, a convulsive function for him. one point becoming clearer here, early in this portion he points at how within the unrest of the responses received, (shot through with light he says), there is a witnessing of "paroxysmal disturbance (...) in logical thought" when it has to come to terms with nature's workings not being what man imagines or wishes, logic's failure, then, an unrest upon witnessing one's error, or, that logic producing an at odds with an encounter, a way of feeling it out, or not feeling it out, the coherence of the random, chance's strange workings, our strange ways of reading outcomes and making anything of them, the whole of the situation, us and then everything else, a kind of abandoning of that center too, maybe, in the encounter, beside chance. he says later in this section, along these lines, something about his desire emphasize the interdependence of the natural and human, the way one reads something as totally sudden or spontaneous, and then a great many other things around that moment, all these many things enabling the die to be cast in the first place, perhaps.

this all may sound magical (certainly he is more like that, than i (though i do find this compelling, at least the way i read it, the disjuncture between the 'human' and 'nature' and the concept of nature failing, and nature itself, the laws of physics and things, all functioning so far outside us, think of comets crashing into skulls, destroying things, an uncaring whirling and the tumble of that against the occasional meeting of us and there in a continuous flow, and then as well, the failure of the image of that thought, that vision of reality we hold that does not match up to the thing, the impossibility (here bataille may reenter), of comprehension, the abandon to the force inside us, wishing, thirsting, and some cluster of cruel functions, this feels an accurate vision (and i suppose, if i think about important encounters, there's a sense this expresses why things might have happened, the reasons for desires appearing, the reasons for people being however they were (this too feels like how i've felt things out, though (am i wrenching my understanding back out of the text, robbing it? (why should i not rob the text, all i have ever been is a graverobber))))), but this becomes more interesting in relation to a section after where he begins discussing desire, i think this small notion, where he says desire in search of its object uses all kinds of methods as it 'wavers in pre-conscious waters, upon discovery, it will do odd things to reveal it to the conscious. perhaps here too psychoanalytic, but this also explains much of the last portion, desire as a method which surfaces strange visions, meanings of and inside encounters, a thrashing and vision-making thing. an odd function.

it made me think of a dream i had in highschool, i suppose i can write some of it out, though it is very obvious, halfway, the other half, i can't make out really.

in the dream, a girl pointed at my chest, i had breasts, i lifted my shirt, i was lactating, she pointed at my left breast, began to tug at it, within my chest, there was a hardened crystal of milk and pus, i had to pull it out, the sensation lingers as mostly how it feels to be penetrated. i removed the crystal, i held it, it was long, the length of a rapier maybe. the room we were in was yellow, it had swirls drawn onto the walls, or painted i suppose, it resembled a playroom in a children's show. she pointed to the window, outside was total blackness, dark and heavy as construction paper, she said something about how the world ended, and it didn't matter anymore. what didn't matter i guess now becomes clear (the desire to be such). there were some other people in the room then, we floated off into infinity, i left my body, watching the room travel through space with 0 stars, planets, or anything.

this dream is one of the ones which had haunted me, since having it in highschool, it made me feel so strange, its obviousness staring me in the face, i left it to death, i guess, or i tried, though i thought of it maybe weekly, because i wanted it out of my head so badly.

though not relating to an encounter, i suppose, although, it relates to encounters within my past, i suppose, from which this desire found its seed(s).

after reading more mad love, i read some of raymond queneau's exercises in style, which was very charming and is extremely good. it is what it is. it is very much. it is everything, in its own way.

then i started looking at my old photos, i need to go out shooting again, i miss it terribly, i was filled with the longing after watching this video:

i need to go shoot more video too, i shot some weird video today. i want to make something abstract, i just want non-images, i want textures, hovering, i want faces too, so i guess i want images, i want to make something grammatical. this video feels grammatical. i think, very strangely, noah dillon is working the hardest out of anyone right now to get some very avant garde stuff in front of as many people as possible. his videos are so special, as fucked up and strange as he seems, they're really a lot, there's so much in them, and his photos. thinking of other photographers, i was thinking of chris maggio as well. maybe i am overenthusiastic about noah, on some level, the things he likes to shoot, the ways he shoots them, even the stuff like juergen teller, this is something that's existed a while. i dunno though. it feels interesting still. it feels like, cool, and meaningful.

and now i want to post pictures i really like, here:

describing the following as "commercial photography" but not actually used to sell anything:

i did work on a new guitar sound today,,, and i wrote some song around it, and did some other riffs for another song... yeayyy....

now it's like 7 am!!! i have to sleep now,

so

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[keerthana2002]

Mental Health through the eyes of Villagers

We see advances in technology, research and so many more aspects. But all of this progress was made generations ago in our country. 

But everything was within the boundary of a culture people followed back then. It was filled with beliefs and customs that were to be followed. Everything including the health issue was considered only when it was seen or experienced.

The mind and its illnesses were considered to be absurd and a taboo that is not true.

Either the person with a certain mental issue was sidelined or Ill treated.

Even today we see people following the same mindset. Hence mental Illness in villages has still been a negative term and it is connected innocently to ghosts or ancestral family issues or some sort of evil spirit. 

Hence people suffering from mental health issues are sent away from home and they end up on the street or they are sent away to rehabilitation and never taken back.

Now we cannot come to the conclusion that this is happening only in villages. It is true that every human being judges the other person at least for a fraction of a second.

Therefore we cannot pretend to be non judgemental in our lives.

Though I talk about this topic here, I am not sure if I can change the situation in the present.

But something has to be done in order to bring awareness that mental health is as important as physical health to lead a satisfactory life. 

The major aspect that affects a mentally strained person is the surrounding and how people react seeing him or her and the way they are considered indifferent.

Instead showering little love and consideration would surely help their mental health to progress.

Coming back to villagers, they need a little training and/or atleast few basic information that mental illness is also something that can distrub a person's way of living.

According to Maslow's theory of hierarchy, self actualisation is the top most need after all the basic needs, which can only be attained if the person is in a good mental state.

I have experienced something which can be a good example of this topic I've chosen today.

Recently I attended an internship which was from a Cancer hospital. We went to certain villages and did screening for the people to check if they have any early symptoms of cancer.

There was one person who had a habit of eating some substance which could lead to oral cancer. When he was instructed to leave the habit we learnt from him that he has attempted many times to stop consuming it but has been unsuccessful and it seemed as if  the reason for him to rely on that substance was his mental unstability .

From this we can see how the mental process of a person can make him/her get addicted to something that can affect his/her physical health.

Spread smile!

Spread awareness!

Will meet you all in my next blog with another topic.

[bubblesthetherapyfish]

my head also hurt today!

alright who wants to start a fight

girl im getting paranoid there are eyes EVERYWHERE

what if we were all so so tired and didn't wanna throw hands with anyone and take a little nap what then

LOL YOU CAN BE SO MEAN I LOVE IT

OH WE PLAY AS HER LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

i've never played warrior oh god oh fuckj

because im stupid and keep stepping in aoes that was super tense but i somehow made it in one try!!

these guys are so fuckin done with bakool ja ja's shit

my babygirl has gotten so strong in so many ways

urianger and thancred sure love teasing their new catboy

i realllly love how they make sure to show how koana's party has been affecting him and influencing him for the better

"yeah i kicked his ass lol"

girlll how did you eat so much food on the way???

erenville like it's fuckin blue i told you!!!!

hollllllyyyyyy shit

dude this area

everyone haaaates me here

what da hell

oh hey guys how's it goi

oh damn????

what a nice father

siblings?

were they trying to make a two headed mamool ja on purpose? sounds like something people would try at least

jesus

i guess they sure did try to create them on purpose then....

it's interesting to me that the wol is the one being a bit more unforgiving, i don't think that's a bad thing but i do understand wuk lamat's side where you're just so tired of hating you're relieved to find a reason not to.

sorry what the fuck is this stone thing with a bunch of buttons i literally just noticed it

i wonder why they're not suspecting it's a trap

it's nice they're taking a lot of time to get everyone's thoughts out there

wait, meteor showers and people getting visions????

im suspecting it even more....

hmm i can't tell what colors these rocks are cause of the lighting

WHAT THE FUCK

HELP THAT'S SUCH A FUNNY WAY OF DISQUALIFYING HIMSELF

oh hey erenville's hanging out in the back like we were last time

what the HELLLLLL

that was a fun encounter

WHAT THE FUCK????????

giant man jumpscare

he is uhhh.... kinda pretty ngl-

i mean zoraal ja sure is still out there

oh i didn't expect us to fly down ooooo

this dungeon is making me feel some things

the giant foggy room with pillars stretching out forever...

holy fucking shit

i don't think a dungeon's made me fucking stop and stare like this before

THAT'S A GIANT FUCKING THING

that took a couple attempts mainly cause i had to figure out the weird npc spacing

god im so excited

HELP I WAS JUST THINKING IT BETTER NOT BE ALLAGANS

thank you alphy for saving my life

we gotta open that door at some point

is there a primal trying to temper people behind the door or something?

7.0 time

jumpscared by new quest jingle

WHAT THE HELL

my mouth looks so different when it's open 😭

my lips are so tiny

sirensong sea 2?

wave goodbye to your fucking children you bitch!!!!!!!

alright im gonna pause to fantasia

yeah im just changing the lips (and finally getting my lion tail yippee)

hello person with green hair who won't be an important character for sure

my fucking load times boy

whoa another motion sickness friend!!!!

holy shit that line read was so funny

it's raining cats and dogs and even horses here

yeah i've done leviathan 2000 times already

i got so caught up in enjoying the new city i forgot to write anything 🌮

"crunchy"

MY FUCKING TACOOOOOOOOOSSSSSS

the way krile says tacos like she's never pronounced it before (she hasn't)

damn they hittin us with the "set aside sufficient time" already?

HEY I KNOW THAT GUY

when did my wife get here and why didn't he say anything

go off babygirl

oh that's a sweet nickname

ewwww

i like this catboy he's got good sense

krile my beloved

THAT'S A LOTTA FUCKIN PEOPLE

*remembers my catboy* nah im good

im so curious about zoraal ja ja

oh the echo??

aww she's happy even with a few people cheering for her

okay byeee

looks like split paths coming up?

oh huh it actually locks you out of the other now

BLUE QUESTS

outta my way gayboy i got unlocks

i am once again starting an expansion off by buying a cat minion

this trading segment is so fun

i like this hot pink bitch named breakfast

what the fuck is that an hq alpaca

whoa erenville smiled

AGAIN WITH THE FIREWOOD

my son will never know peace

i hope the hanu ate good while we were gone

so ive done the pelupelu half of the quests and the blue questline. i think i really like the pelupelu, it's interesting to see a culture based around business that's different from ul'dah and im excited to unlock their society quests. im also curious about zoraal ja ja's motivations, i can kinda understand his whole thing of wanting to teach the people a lesson but im sure there's more to it i haven't seen yet

[hejer-maomao]

Hi!! I absolutely love your writing!!! How about hc for a clingy/extremely affectionate reader, with Jonah, Loki, and Fenrir? If not, how about the same three reacting to the reader being sleep deprived and delirious? Thx!!!

Hewo darling! ◔ ⌣ ◔ Thank youu! I’m glad you are enjoying my writings ❤

Ooh! Both suggestions seem interesting and fun to write, but if I had to pick one, I would choose the first scenario simply because I’m an extremely clingy and affectionate type of girl, so I can definitely relate  (✿´‿`)

Hope you like this ❤

Jonah, Loki and Fenrir with a clingy/extremely affectionate MC:

Jonah:

In the beginning, Jonah would be extremely bewildered and confused by your character. 

The Queen of Hearts did not exactly grow up in the most loving and caring household, and therefore, he isn’t very much used to being showered by affection and tenderness. He was taught from an early age to be independent and self-sufficient and to never rely on other people, so in his eyes, you were a real enigma.

Jonah is extremely perplexed by how easily sweet words of love and affection comes to you and by how you can naturally express all of your emotions without hiding behind a fake mask of indifference and coldness like he does. You simply amaze him.

Although Jonah might never be able to be as open with his feelings as you are, he will still do his best to reciprocate them. It will take a lot of time for him to get used to your random I love yous or your sudden hugs and frequent embraces, but Jonah is more than delighted every time you visit him in his office just to kiss him on his cheek, or when you cling into his arm and never let go whenever you go out together on a stroll.

Jonah wishes you never change. He adores how effortlessly sweet you are, how you wear your feelings on your sleeve and how you always seem to want to tell him how much you love him. On mornings when you refuse to let him go out of your arms, Jonah will huff and puff but would tenderly smile at you nevertheless, and prays that you never leave his side.

After you came into his life, Jonah realized how sweet and tender love be. He realized that hugs can mend a broken heart and that gentle kisses can make troubles disappear. Jonah became aware that your affection that people consider way too much or simply a sign of weakness, is actually an enormous strength that not anyone can possess.

Soon, Jonah will become completely addicted to your touch, as you overwrite his cold and bleak childhood and shower him with all the fondness and devotion he deserves.

Loki:

Do you actually believe in the existence of ‘a match made in Heaven’? Well, you have to, because you and Loki are indeed two people perfectly suited to each other. 

It doesn’t matter how many times you keep repeating I love you throughout the day, Loki will be sure to say it back to you with double the affection and without fail, each and every time. Don’t be scared of the possibility of annoying Loki with how many hugs you demand a day, or how you never let go of his hand in public because the Cheshire Cat is only delighted by these actions, and even ask for more.

Anyone who joins you two automatically ends up being the third wheel as you and Loki always gravitate towards each other, often ignoring everyone around as well as you bask in each other’s company. Any form of affection, whether be kisses, hugs or intimate touches is never, never, absent from any day of your relationship. You both crave each other, yearn to touch and to feel. And the more you connect your bodies, the more you want to taste further.

Loki believes that you are his one and only soulmate. The only one who understands him, accepts him and loves him; the only one who gives him exactly what he thirsts for, affection and love, without even having to ask for it. Loki’s insecurities would soon dissipate under your warm touches, and he would learn how beautiful it is to be alive, loving and being loved.

Loki knows that even in his next life, he will always try to find you and fall in love with you again. His heart is forever yours.

Fenrir:

Fenrir is deeply in love with how affectionate you are.

When it comes to the Ace of Spades, it doesn’t matter to him how clingy you get in the mornings or how many times you demand kisses from him in a single hour, he loves it all, and he accepts it all. ‘Who in their right mind would refuse the love of his sweetheart?’ Fenrir would practically yell, his face full of confusion and rage each time one of his friends questions if he gets fed up of your excessive attachment or not.

Fenrir craves your touch, desires you every day and wishes he could spend the rest of his life with you, so how can he be anything but thankful for every peck and every embrace you offer him?

Fenrir’s arms are always open for you, and he will never makes you feel unwanted or undesirable. On the contrary, he cannot be anymore proud of having such a sweet and doting girlfriend and he brags about you to everyone who listens. In every single party you are invited to, Fenrir would cling to you just as much as you cling to him, randomly offering you kisses from time to time, knowing fully well that you can get restless when you have to separate from him. 

You are Fenrir’s pride and joy, and he wouldn’t change you for the world. As long as you are laughing next to him, your hand in his, eyes full of love and warmth as you gaze up to him, Fenrir is more than satisfied.

[stray-kids-react]

Shy s/o doesn't think they deserve them

Masterlist

...

Bang Chan

° He loved your shy personality, he just wanted to cuddle and praise you all day long. Even though you are a naturally soft person, that also comes with a lot of insecurities.

° Your boyfriend is a hot aussie leader with a heart of gold who fans call daddy, you can't but feel that you don't deserve such a God like boyfriend. And he can see it bothers you.

° Chan is a sweet heart who will check in on you as often as he can even with his busy schedule, he knows having an idol boyfriend can be stressful and he wants to comfort you.

° Felix was baking brownies, which you usually helped him out with even if it is just to cheer him on as he does his thing. But both of the aussies noticed your missing presence.

° Chan waltzed up to his studio, where you often hung around when you were at the dorms. Once he walked inside he noticed your figure curled up in a chair.

° You were scrolling through some messages that were sent to you via Instagram. None of the messages were pleasant, and Chan's heart broke as he read the truly gruesome ones.

"Maybe they are right. Maybe I don't deserve you." you sighed, slumping back.

"Don't say that, you are a beautiful person inside and out who I couldn't survive without." He reassured, taking your phone away as he cuddled into you.

Lee Know

° Minho always liked you since you first met during the shoot of hellevator. He was pretty obvious with his fondness of you, but you never believed that he could like you.

° Later on once you began dating, he soon realized how low your self confidence truly was. So he made a promise to himself to try and increase it as much as he can.

° Many fans would threaten you for 'taking Minho away', but Minho would shred the letters before you could see how many there truly were. He knew it would hurt you.

° Minho is very affectionate towards you and likes to show you his love through touch. Whenever you seem down, he will cover your face in small pecks until you begin to smile.

° Has seen how come fans and staff treat you, pushing you around and telling you that you aren't worth his time. Minho took it into his own hands and protected you from them.

° He doesn't like seeing you upset or feel like a burden to him, especially since you are so special to him. Minho asked Chan and JYP if he could take at least a week off, they said yes.

"You didn't have to take a week off just for me, I am okay with your schedule." You explained, ruffling his hair.

"I know you're okay with it, but I needed to get away just for a while. And I miss you everytime you're not with me." He replied, gently placing a kiss to your head.

Changbin

° Will do anything to make you see for at least a second how important you truly are to him, he usually sends you hearts and does an adorable aegyo voice when talking to you.

° When you first began to hang out, you were very distant and almost never said a word. Changbin wanted to get to know you, so he constantly made efforts to befriend you.

° Once you opened up you Changbin, he noticed how self conscious and self critical you were of yourself. His confusion as to why you hate yourself only grew stronger.

° Every morning when you both get out of the shower, he will stand you in front of the mirror and poke every feature on your body saying that it is gorgeous and perfect.

° Likes knowing that you feel comfortable around him and that you have him to go to when you are feeling down. He wants to always be there for you and support you.

° Won't admit it to you, but he once teared up while you were asleep because he picked up a hate letter that was directed at you and he was worried that you read it.

"Your eyes, stunning. Your tummy, adorable. Your ears, cute. Your lips, kiss able. Your butt, squishy. Your shoulders, gorgeous..."

"Binnie you have five minutes before dance practice, you should really get going now."

Hyunjin

° Hyunjin is known to be a visual God in all of kpop, even though he is also VERY talented. Many people have a crush on Hyunjin, and you happened to be one of the many.

° His personality was addictive to be around, his looks were God like, and his talent was insane. Thus making it harder and harder for you to see how much he truly adored you.

° You saw yourself on totally different levels, you alwere at a ten while he was in the thousands. Your thoughts always doubting a scenario where you two would date.

° Assuming Hyunjin was just being nice to you, it became very hard for Hyunjin to clue you into that fact that he liked you. Everyone knew this except for you it seemed.

° Jisung, being a close friend to both Hyunjin and yourself. Took it upon himself to try and arrange a way for you to not be so self critical and completely oblivious.

° The next afternoon, you walked into the dance practice room which was now turned into a full on romantic dining area. Shocked as you saw Hyunjin with a rose in his hand.

"Is this for me? It can't be... There must be some sort of mistake or-"

"No mistakes, I've liked you for a while and thought I was being obvious enough. But Jisung told me that I should simply confess."

Han

° You and Jisung have been dating for a while, and you watched proudly as Stray Kids gained more and more popularity as they deserved, since they are talented kings.

° The hate comments sent towards you, and the jealous fans or occasionally staff members and idols. Those never used to bother you, but they became more frequent.

° This slowly picked away at your already small amount of confidence, over thinking everything you do or ever did. And Jisung began to notice your distressed state.

° After a performance he went up to you back stage and leaned in for a kiss, when you barely responded to it and looked around the room nervously, his heart twisted sadly.

° Jisung took you to an unoccupied dressing room, and locked the door behind you. He cupped your cheeks gently as he rested his head against yours. A small sigh escaping him.

° You felt all of the built up sadness and anger rise out of you, as tears slowly sprinkled down your cheeks. Your hands clinging onto his back as he embraced you.

"Shh shh shh, it's okay. Just let it all out, it'll be okay. I'm here for you, you know that."

"I'm sorry, I just felt like I don't deserve you and I shouldn't have been so distant, their words just really hurt."

Felix

° Felix knew it was going to be a bumpy ride seeing as he is under a huge company and his band is very popular, but he was willing to go through all of that with you.

° You and Felix were best friends before you started dating, he knew you were shy and quite distant when it came to people. He started to find it cute after a couple years.

° JYP himself has criticised you for interfering with his idols's lives. Even though you didn't interfere and honestly helped Felix calm down throughout the schedules.

° Felix was disappointed by some fo the fan's toxic behavior towards you, knowing that those types of comments will stick with you for quite sometime. You made him happy and he wished others would see that.

° The other members and artists under JYP saw you as part of the big jyp family, but even their support couldn't stop the sadness that brewed as more hate letters were sent.

° You didn't want to stress your already overworked boyfriend, so you tried to find a quiet spot to cry in. But Felix knew you too well, and knew where you would hide.

"I'm okay Lix, I don't want to stress you out since your already on a hectic schedule today. I'll be fine I swear."

"I won't leave until I know for a fact that you are okay, the practice can wait. You need me right now and I'm going to be here for you."

Seungmin

(He looks so cute! I couldn't help myself lol)

° You were also a beloved idol, and many eoopel actually found your relationship with Seungmin quite adorable. You felt lucky that there wasn't so much hate directed at you.

° Even though you both seemed to have it easy compared to other idol couples, you couldn't help but feel insecure when Seungmin treated you like a queen/king.

° Many fans of yours knew that off stage you are an adorable shy bean, but no one except for Seungmin knew why you would become so shy and distant towards others.

° Your shyness came from extreme anxiety and self image issues. You never had much confidence, and Seungmin made many goals to try and bring your confidence up.

° One day after a hard performance, you sat in front of your dressing room mirror and let your tears slide down your cheeks silently. Letting your anxiety take over everything.

° Seungmin walked in with a box of celebration cupcakes, only to have hsi smile fade once he saw the tears rushing down your features. He felt his heart sink.

"I'm sorry Seungmin. It's stupid really, but I just don't feel like I deserve you."

"Y/n, we are perfect for each other. I spoil you with love and affection because you always make me feel special and loved."

Jeongin

° You knew how beloved Jeongin was, by fans, members, idols, netizens, family... Everyone. This sent a large amount of pressure towards you once you began dating.

°Jeongin loved your quiet and calm personality, it was a nice break from the loud JYP building and Stray Kids dorms. Your shyness is what attracted him to you.

° He liked cuddling with you in your apartment, talking about nothing and everything as a random movie played in the background. It was his favorite place to be.

° You both were open with anything that was bothering you and never let something stir inside of you for too long. He wanted to be your safe haven for when you need one.

° One weekend when he was staying at your place, he noticed you seemed more quiet than usual and asked you what was bothering you. Since something clearly was.

° You snuggled into his chest as you clung onto him tighter, sighing in defeat knowing you will have to admit your feelings even though you think they seem silly.

" I feel like I don't deserve you. I mean, you are Yang Jeongin a literal angel."

"You deserve the universe and everything in it, I love you and only you. Don't put yourself down, remember how much I care about you."

[musette22]

Happy Birthday Minnie 🥳🎉🥳😘

I’m so happy to hear you had a lovely day yesterday celebrating with friends & family, and I hope today is a wonderful day too!! 🥰🥰 I hope you get to enjoy some of the sunny weather today, have some time to read some of those fics you’ve been wanting to read, hopefully get to eat some more cake, get to have all the good daydreams about our boys, get showered in all the love you deserve, and your day is just generally filled with good vibes 💖💖💖

I don’t know how I can add to all the wonderful things Tej said about you last night and do my love for you any justice, but I’ll try.

Screaming with you about our boys is the best thing in the world. I sometimes feel like we share a brain when it comes to Chris and Seb, and having someone that just understands how impossible it is to express their love for them, is right there with me in losing their minds over them, that’s something I cherish so so much, you don’t even know 🥺🥺💖💖

Your love for our other boys just shines through in everything you do and say, and you’re just one of their greatest defenders on this hellsite, and I’m so grateful for that 💛💛. To know you’re just as in your feelings about them as me brings me so much joy, and the way you express those feelings in your wonderful, brilliant fics, just fills me with awe 🥺💛

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I don’t think there’s anyone on here that’s as welcoming and kind to everyone, and it played a huge role in me feeling comfortable to become active in this fandom, and it’s still a reason a stay. Because even if things suck, whether in real life or fandom related, you’re always a voice of reason, always a positive, bright shining light (even if you might not always think so, but you are!)💕💕💕

I feel so so so lucky to have met you on here and to call you a friend, and I love you so damn much I can’t even express it. You’re one of the funniest, sweetest, most brilliant people I know, and you deserve everything. So again, my love, hope you have the happiest of birthdays 💛💛💛😘😘😘

Maya maya maya maya 💗💗💗💗 I've told you this already, but every time I get a message from you - whether it's a ask or a DM or a notif or a wonderful comment on AO3 - my heart skips a beat and I go 'MAYAAA 🥰🥰🥰'

You have become such an important part of my fandom experience and life in a relatively short time, and that is a testament to how utterly LOVELY and brilliant and special you are, my darling 💘💘💘 There is no one like you, I swear!!! I can't even tell you how grateful I am for your friendship, your kindness and your support, and I just adore the way you're so generous and open with your affection and appreciation 🥺 It's my firm belief that life is too short to hold back and not spread the love as uninhibited-ly as possible, and you seem to be on the same page when it comes to that (as are some other unbelievable lovelies on this site, you know who you are 🥰) and I appreciate that endlessly!!! 💛💛

Thank you thank you thank you for being you and for all your love and support, and I swear that every nice thing you've ever said to me goes for you too x 10000. I'm so grateful to know you and call you a friend and be able to gush and scream with you too, or even just to be there for each other when things aren't so great, sometimes 💗 May we spend many more years losing our minds over how beautiful, precious and infuriatingly lovely our boys are together, sweetest Maya! Sending all my love (literally all of it. there's a lot of it fyi so be ready for an avalanche)

[cherryatiny]

𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚜 - 𝙲.𝚂 & 𝚂.𝙼𝙶

⩥𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚓𝚘𝚌𝚔!𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚒 𝚂𝚊𝚗 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣) 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚓𝚘𝚌𝚔!𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 (𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣)

⩥𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝙰𝚄

⩥𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟸,𝟺𝚔

⩥𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖'𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜?

⩥𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚜𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒, 𝚜𝚞𝚋!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚓𝚘𝚋, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚝, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜

⩥𝚃𝚊𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: @galaxteez @gyubaby @frankenstein852 @bobateastay @aurianaaaa

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„Wow, immaculate, Choi scored yet another goal, Choi is in his best form ever this season, to be honest, I'm kinda curious, what or who helped him develop such confidence on the field. Looks like the other team won't be able to score 3 or more goals to win, so we can be almost 100% sure that today's winner is the home team.”

Loud cheers and clapping sounds were hearable at the university's soccer field, where the team's sensation Choi, brought the team to yet another victory. Finishing the last 10 minutes of the game with the difference of two goals, all the team's members ran over to the aforementioned male, patting him on the back along with saying phrases that only boosted his confidence.

Choi San was the typical school athlete. The popular guy everyone knew when he walked through the school's corridors, the guy every girl wanted to date and every boy wanted to be. The type of guy to not really care about his academic results, because he knew his talent in sports would make him successful in life. If he didn't train on the soccer field, you would for sure catch him fucking random girls at his friends' parties.

But that changed slightly when the poor cheerleader caught his eyes.

Finishing the choreography off with a triple headspring, the girl in question stood there with her arms in high V, to match with other cheerleaders in her team that in the meanwhile did a pyramid. The fans that sat on the bleachers in front of them cheered, as the girl tried to catch her breath from the stunts they pulled while the team played. As she was about to finally leave the field and go home to prepare herself some tasty meal, two strong arms wrapped around her, picking her up into a hug. It was no one other than San who picked her up, as his beaning smile soon turned into a cocky smirk. „Put me the fuck down, Choi.”

„Aww, don't be so grumpy my little vixen, I'm the best player in our school's team and I won the game for us once again, shouldn't you be thrilled about such an amazing guy showing you affection?” Rolling her eyes at him, she grasped out of his embrace, falling back onto her feet on the ground, as she picked up the bag with her clothes to change into, since the cheerleading uniform that consisted of a top that hardly covered her chest and a short skirt, weren't the best option to go home dressed in.

„Not so fast Y/N, where are you going at this hour? The night is still young, besides, shouldn't we celebrate the victory? You know how much that little costume of yours riles me up. Fuck I'm not sure if I can wait any longer, should I fuck my little cheerleader behind the bleachers or in the changing room?” His arm wrapped around her waist pulling the cheerleader closer to him. Hand going lower, down her spine to her bare thighs, going under the skirt and groping her ass, San bent down to whisper into her ear.

„The guys will go celebrate right away, so the changing room will be there just for the two of us. Come in 15 minutes, you already know the way.“ The young jock left her standing there, in the middle of the soccer field that was slowly emptying itself. „Here we go again, he better buys me dinner after this.“ murmured the girl as she was making her way to the soccer team's changing room. It was always like this. The two of them fucked after every match or whenever they wanted to, but apart from that, they didn't even acknowledge each other in school and acted like they were strangers.

Going through the calm hallway, she opened the door to the changing room at the end of the hallway. The room was already emptied out of the team members. The wetness in the room from the usage of the shower and the odour of sweat immediately hit her nose. „You guys should try opening the windows sometimes, it stinks here.“ Complained Y/N as she approached the shirtless male who was sitting on the bench, staring at his locker. Standing up to look at her, Y/N was met with the sight of his sculpted abs, she loved that much. „Soon enough, it won't stink of sweat, but sex, babe.“ Said smirking San as he walked closer to her, not wanting to spend any more time, his lips attached to her bare neck right away.

„How many times do I have to remind you to stop calling me babe, San.“ declared Y/N in between her lustful moans. „I don't think I want to stop,...babe.“ not stopping the movement of his lips on her neck, he tugged her closer to him, walking backwards to the wooden bench he previously sat on. Pressing her back against the cold metal lockers. Y/N's arms roamed over his exposed stomach and chest, caressing his muscles with her fingertips.

San rolled the top that covered her chest up, her breasts being exposed to him. He broke the connection between his lips and her neck and attached them to her hardening nipples. Sucking on her right breast, his palm paying attention to the other one, as he covered her chest with purplish hickeys, that marked her as his. „Your tits are even prettier now that they are covered in my marks. You should walk like this, without a shirt around the school so everyone would see the marks and know who's fucking our main cheerleader, don't you think?“ Groping them and pressing them against each other, he observed his creation in amazement as the girl moaned under his touch. His hand went under her skirt, pulling her safety shorts down to her ankles, she stepped out of them.

San tugged her panties to the side, his fingers traced her entrance while he devoured her mouth. Pressing onto her clit with his thumb, he pushed two of his long fingers into her wet hole, stretching her as he spread them, to prep her. Breaking the deep kiss, they were breathing heavily, trying to catch their breath from the intense kiss. San opened his locker, searching for the box of condoms he kept there for situations like this.

Sitting down onto the bench, he stripped off his sweatpants and briefs, focused on rolling the condom on his length. Spreading his legs widely, he motioned with his fingers for her to come up to him. Turning her around, so her back faced him, he grasped her ass. His hands spreading her ass cheeks, looking at the wetness leaking out of her. „Looks like I've made your wet cunt waiting for too long, cuz you're dripping. Come and sit on this cock, after all, you know what to do, your slutty hole did it many times.“

Pulling her to him by her waist, he sat her down on his lap, positioning his tip leaking of precum to her entrance throbbing out of the arousal she felt. San never failed to arouse her with just a simple touch, she slept with some other people in her life, but it wasn't like this with them, San was just... different. Whether it was his team captain Hongjoong or his shy (not so shy in bed) teammate Yeosang, she always came back to San for more. He was the drug she got addicted to.

Without much warning, he slipped into her entrance with ease, forcing a couple of moans to leave her mouth from the delicate feeling of San's girth stretching her velvet walls. San let out a few quiet groans as he pushed her hips onto his length.

Moving Y/N by her hips up and down onto him with the pace of his liking, it was harder and harder for the girl to comprehend herself. Her knuckles turning white from clutching the edge of the wooden bench they were fucking on. Her skirt still covering the place where the two of them connected, as their skins continued to smack against each other. The arm wrapped around her body held her close to San, as he nibbled on her ear lobe. Hand roaming over her body and playing with her hard nipples.

Unaware of the pair of ears in the room that could hear them, San never stopped in his thrusts, knowing well what to do to make the cheerleader in his lap break from the pleasure he could give her. Mingi, who was in the changing room for the past few minutes, on the other hand, didn't know what to do at all. Should he leave before they see him and forget about the sweatshirt he forgot? Should he wait until they finish or should he approach them in the middle of their intercourse?

However, the solution to his dilemma was found when he accidentally bumped his foot into the tinplate material of the lockers. The sound resonating in the room and alerting the couple that was lost in their pleasure. „Who's there?!” asked San with an annoyed and somehow angry voice at the disturber of his victory's celebration. Rubbing his temple nervously, San's teammate Mingi came out of his previous spot behind the lockers.

As soon as he approached the two of them, his whole face flushed into a reddish tint, cheeks burning from the embarrassment. His eyes widened as he locked contact with Y/N's breasts covered in San's marks. Unable to comprehend any coherent sentence, he stood there, not knowing what to say, hoping the older teammate would say something instead. „Come on Mingi, I'm waiting for your explanation on why have you been eavesdropping on us. Did you forget something? Or have you decided to rather celebrate the victory with me and my little fucktoy?”

„I-I forg-got my sweatshirt...” murmured Mingi quietly, his head lowered down, so he doesn't have to face the exposed cheerleader he yearned for many endless nights spent with his dick in his hand, imagining it was her giving him a handjob. And now she was there, displayed for him. Unfortunately not for him, but for his friend and teammate San. „The look in your eyes told me that you were relieved to have forgotten your hoodie. Do you like how her tits look covered in my hickeys? I can see how you eye them..”

„I- no- I wasn't looking I swear I didn't know you and Y/N were a thing... I swear I wasn't looking at her, San.” San chuckled at how defensive Mingi was being, trying hard to deny everything. „You weren't looking? Then why don't you look? Don't you want to see her perfect tits? If I were you I would use the opportunity.” San only let out yet another chuckle when the male he was talking to, lifted his head lightly, looking at the girl's exposed breasts freely.

„Do you want to join us too? I'm sure my little vixen wouldn't mind having her mouth shut with your dick. Her slutty cunt is already taking my cock and it's such a pity I won't let you experience the amazing feeling of her wet hole clenching around you, but her mouth will gladly take you. I can feel her clenching around me because of that idea.”

Y/N didn't know why it was like that, but San talking about her as if she wasn't even there aroused her even more than she thought was possible. Normally, she would have been shy in a situation like this, but a flame of confidence sparked in her. „Yes Mingi, I need someone to shut my mouth, if you don't want to, I can look for another one of your teammates, I'm sure they'd be more grateful than you...“ Teasing him with her words, she tried to make him agree to this, and she knew he would, after all, the obvious stares he gave her when he passed their training didn't go unnoticed by her. „I- yes, I want to... I've been wanting to shut your pesky mouth so much.“

Approaching the two figures on the bench, Mingi with a particularly harsh tug gripped her hair into a makeshift ponytail, tugging on it to make her look at him, as she was still seated on San's lap, clenching around his length in her. Parting her lips for him obediently as he tugged down the same team sweatpants San previously had. Mingi and San locked eye contact, it was as if they communicated thanks to it since they started moving unexpectedly for her, in the same pace and rhythm, their movements synchronised. As San started thrusting from underneath her, his arms gripping around her to pull her back closer to his chest, hands fondling with her breasts, as he lightly pinched and twirled her purplish turning nipples. Mingi's grip tightened around her hair, allowing him to control her better as she bobbed her head on his dick at a rapid pace. Tears were forming in her eyes as he bucked his hips deeper into her, the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat.

„Fuck, your mouth is taking me so well, should have fucked you sooner if I knew it'd be this easy. Such a good cock-sucker you are, I guess we should reward you with making you cum.“ Leaning closer to her, Mingi's hand reached to the place where Y/N and San connected. Parting her lips as she was sinking down on San's cock, his thumb played with her sensitive clit. Twirling and pinching the bundle of nerves between his fingers, he pressed onto it, adding to the pleasure Y/N was feeling. The moans that were meant to leave her mouth were muffled by Mingi's cock in her mouth, the vibration bringing him closer to his high as the bucking of his hips got irregular. The same goes for the twitching cock of the older boy in her core.

The both of them didn't stop their movements trying to reach the well-deserved orgasm. Y/N shaking uncontrollably on San's lap as the tip of his dick grazed against her g-spot and Mingi's work on her clit pulled an orgasm out of her. San emptied himself into the condom when Mingi filled Y/N's mouth full of his seed. Some droplets of it, leaking out of her mouth and running down her chin as she swallowed the rest of his cum. All three of them breathing heavily from the intense session they went through in the team's changing room.

San's cocky voice was the first one to break the comfortable silence. „Fuck, this was a hell of a celebration. Why don't we arrange something with the other boys next time? I think they'd love it. Maybe I should make you ride my abs and the I'll let the boys have as many rounds with you, as the number it takes you to get yourself off on my abs...“

[sweeethinny]

Bath time

thank you @mirrorbaii7, this fic is inspired by this post hopes you like it honey!!! <3

sorry for any grammatical errors

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''You arrived and I didn't even see it,'' Hestia walked into the bathroom, looking at Sirius with doe eyes that made him stupidly more in love. ''Is you running away from me by any chance?''

''Never,'' He smiled, pulling open the glass door to let her in. ‘’Are we going to shower together today?’’

''I thought of innovating,'' She shrugged, getting under the jet and pushing him against the wall in order to get wet. ''I always forget you take a super hot shower,''

''It's raining and I've been wet like a mouse in the middle of nowhere for longer than I'd like,'' Sirius complained, wrapping his arm around her waist to bring them closer, gently pulling back the strands of hair stuck on her forehead.

''Bad day?''

''Very,'' Hestia knew Sirius couldn't talk to her about the work stuff, they had an arrangement that she never asked for details and he never talked about it. But today, he wished he had someone to vent to. ''It was… tense,'' he just said.

''Sorry, babe,'' Hestia hugged him tighter, one hand going up to Sirius' face and caressing him so gently it was almost as if she thought he was made of glass. ''Let me help you?''

''I'm not in the mood,'' Sirius grimaced.

''Hm, so can I wash you? You know, how do we do with Harry when he's stressed?'' He laughed, the happy memory of his godson playing with bubbles and his childish laugh, making Sirius feel more alive than before.

''Harry is two years old,''

‘’And so what? Come on, turn around, let me wash your hair,'' There were several things about Hestia that made Sirius feel like a complete fool in love, he could never name them all without needing at least ten more hours to spare, but one of them was the sincere way she showed love.

Sirius was used to cold people, and even though James after becoming a father became someone more likely to say "I love you", his way of showing love was much more in quality hours or gifts than Touch. And for many years, growing up in a home where showing affection is not a recurring thing, Sirius has always felt awkward wanting someone to make him feel loved like that.

Hestia however, had no problem doing so.

''Sit here,'' She shifted in the tub so she could stand taller than him, sitting where they left the soaps and shampoos, while Sirius got between her legs.

She poured the shampoo into her palms before spreading it through his hair, gently massaging his scalp and spreading the product, her fingertips so soft it was almost strange to feel that touch, as if it were wrong. Sirius leaned closer, laying his head against her hand and allowing himself to feel that silly caress that made him feel so loved.

They didn't say anything, Sirius was almost asleep from the affection. When she needed to rinse, she took the showerhead and again delicate as a flower, began to wet his hair and remove all the product from there.

''It's almost time to cut,'' she said, voice low as if she didn't want to snap him out of that cloud of calm.

''Yes,'' Sirius felt the water running down the back of his neck and spine, warm against his almost cold skin, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Hestia poured conditioner into her palms, the slightly sweet scent filling his nostrils. ''Maybe I will this week,''

''It's beautiful like this,'' She went back to massaging, almost making him groan. ''But I know you prefer it a little shorter.''

Sirius didn't answer, and even Hestia didn't seem to mind, she just continued with that caressing until all the product was evenly spread, picking up the shower head again and gently cleaning his hair, as they did with Harry, making sure the water didn't get in his eyes or ears.

''Get up,'' Sirius didn't want to, if he could admit it, he wanted to stay there in the peace of her affection, but he did it anyway, helping Hestia out of her seat and standing in front of her. She took the soap, dousing it before starting to rub Sirius' chest.

He didn't expect her to keep doing it, but he would never stop that when she did it so well.

Her breasts brushed against him, briefly smeared with foam, and even if he wasn't really in the mood for sex, it was a beautiful sight to behold.

Hestia soaped him all over, every part of him, tickling him as she reached his waist and thighs, and kissing the new scar on his left shoulder blade he'd gained today. It didn't hurt anymore, but it seemed to burn as she pressed her lips to the full length of the bruise, as if she wanted to heal it.

Sirius almost cried at the feeling of being loved that burned in his chest.

She hugged him again, smiling mischievously as she spread the foam with her own body, not in an erotic way that served to make him hard, just in an intimate way, with her breasts rubbing his chest and leaning her belly in his, his thigh between her legs so that Hestia would have more balance, as if in a dance.

Sirius laughed, moving his body and hugging her again, never wanting to get out of their bubble.

Hestia rose to kiss him, calmly and romantically, her hands on his face as if she wanted to remind him that she was there and that he was safe. Their tongues intertwined in a dance they'd known for a long time, but it didn't last long until she pulled away and turned on the shower again, wetting it and wiping all the foam off his body and hers.

Hestia smeared kisses on his chest as the foam dripped, doing the same on his back—again, making sure to kiss the entire length of the scar—and when she finished washing them both, she turned off the shower, smiling at him and standing on the tips of her feet to kiss the tip of Sirius' nose.

''I love you,'' she said, quietly and secretly, as if she didn't want anyone but him to hear.

''I love you too.''

The two of them got out of the shower, dried off, wrapped themselves in the pale pink towels Hestia had bought, and went to the bedroom, each going to their own side of the closet to get their pajamas, then lay down on the bed.

Sirius pulled her close, hugging her and closing his eyes, much calmer than when he arrived home.

It was as if he could sleep peacefully for hours now, without any nightmares or difficulties.

''Are we going to sleep cuddle?'' Hestia asked, but she didn't pull away, she laid her head on his chest and also closed her eyes, from time to time kissing over his heart.

''Yeah,'' Sirius muttered, already feeling sleepy.

''Good night baby.''

''Good night, Doll.'' He said, letting himself be carried away to dreamland, wrapped in love and care.