#trashbag the cat

[drferox]

What The Stranger happened to my cat

[sporesgalaxy]

lunchbreak doodles. save me Aliyahs Interlude Nami AMVs that exist only in my brain

[citrine-elephant]

leon s kennedy.

it's after he's returned back from a mission. one on the easier side, but still heart-pumping enough that he's on edge.

and he's exhausted. he's gotten so little sleep before he was sent off into combat and he's sure as hell got none now.

all it takes is one little thing and he's off.

chaos. screaming. shit's knocked over. hunnigan is parting the seas of suits to find him.

and in the farthest corner at the bottom of the stairwell is poor leon pressed into the corner, staring up at hunnigan with terrified eyes.

a plastic bag, discarded with other office junk, got stuck to the back of his shirt. the noise scared him.

and that's how they found out he was suffering from a head injury that no one bothered to check

inspiration: my fucking cat

[daedrabela]

SO ALL NIGHT FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS I KEEP FLICKING LITTLE ANTS OFF OF ME WHILE I'M GAMING AND I KEEP THINKING IT'S JUST THE SAME ONES OVER AND OVER

WELL I JUST FUCKING LOOKED OVER AT MY TOMIE LAMP AND THESE FUCKERS HAVE THE THING COLONIZED THEY'VE GOT EGGS AND SHIT AND THEY'RE ALL BUNCHED TOGETHER

SO I FREAK OUT BECAUSE THERE'S TOO MANY BUGS IN ONE SMALL PLACE FOR MY LIKING AND WE GET THEM VACUUMED UP

I'M SNIPPY WITH HIM BECAUSE HE'S SLACKING ON GETTING THE VACUUM TO ME QUICKLY BECAUSE AS SOON AS I TURNED THE LAMP OFF THEY STARTED TO SCATTER

AND I'M ALREADY SPIRALING BECAUSE THE SPARE ROOM IS FULL OF SHIT AND I'M SICK OF LIVING LIKE THIS AND THEN!!!!

THEN!!!!!! THIS GUY ASKS ME "you know what bugs me?" BITCH IT'S TAKING EVERYTHING I HAVE NOT TO THROW HANDS WITH ANYTHING IN SIGHT RIGHT NOW YOU CAN'T JUST SAY SHIT

[uwooyoungs]

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[cloudywithachanceofsephiroth]

The dog and his favorite toy #7

[navvigating]

i leave for two week family trip tomorrow so im speedrunning all the boring shit i have to do so i can get back to playing fo4 for the rest of the day

[fandomtrashbag]

Oh having a cat is fucking lovely my boy my boy he is a gremlin he will eat a buncha roaches for funsie wunsies and then nap for 5 hours like a log and then wake up and immediately choose violence and scream at me for food

I love him???

[chuluoyi]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 . . . 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ! — masterlist

you are the picture-perfect empress of eastern empire… until your husband the emperor, zen’in naoya, demands a divorce! but you won’t take this lying down . . .

genre: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact!—kinda ooc, slowburn, angst to eventual fluff, marriage of convenience, heavy pining, mentions of infidelity, infertility, misogyny, pregnancy, explicit smut, childbirth, curses

note: inspired by and taking some elements of manhwa remarried empress

more: emperor gojo | emperor naoya | official fanart | ko-fi

status: completed

:: 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ::

001 — 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ! in which your husband suddenly casts you aside for his expecting mistress… but you won't be dethroned just like that, because the newly coronated western emperor, gojo satoru, sets his sights on you! and thus your revenge against your ex-husband begins...

002 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒 ! in the wake of your scandalous divorce, you fall into the arms of emperor gojo satoru. for a while, you believe you have found love… until it becomes clear that your new husband is scheming behind your back! love, marriage, divorce… are you doomed to go through this path the second time?

003 — 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 ! the path of love is never easy for you, be it now or back then. love, pain, betrayal and tragedy — you have been through them all. after all is said and done, you just want one chance at happiness. so will your second marriage be what you always want it to be, or will it be one last heartbreak you have to go through?

:: 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ::

you — empress of eastern empire. formerly a noble lady from an acclaimed clan and then made a crown princess of eastern empire to marry your childhood friend, naoya

gojo satoru — emperor of western empire. previously known as the "cursed prince" for being blind during a period of his childhood. for the longest time, he has been in love with you

zen'in naoya — emperor of eastern empire. your first love, crown prince naoya, wasn't the spiteful emperor who divorces you during the 5th year of your marriage, but the throne seems to shape his ambitions the longer he sits there. has he loved you all this time, you ask? dunno, only he knows

hanabi — naoya's mistress. your head maidservant ever since your marriage to naoya, she is actually compliant and doesn't seem to hold any malice against you. she bears his child, and elevated to the rank of royal consort

geto suguru — the duke. a neat and proper person, emperor gojo's peer, confidant and voice of reason. gojo claims he names his messenger cat (sugu-chan) after him out of love and respect

ieiri shoko — the countess. shoko, geto and gojo went to the imperial academy together, which is why she's so casual around both of them. after marrying gojo, she becomes your lady-in-waiting

:: 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒 ::

prequel: how sugu-chan the cat came to be

empress confronting hanabi (takes place in all hail the empress)

duke geto and the empress’ paintings: part 1 | part 2 | part 3

the empress’ dress visuals

behind the scenes: untold tales

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[drferox]

Apparently sitting next to my laptop while I edit videos is his happy place

[yanderefarm]

smth abt gentle parenting the yans is just. so fucking funny to me

it really is so funny this bunch of traumatized grown men getting coaxed through their feelings.

darling: maybe instead of saying that we want to be beaten until we feel like we're dying we could use our words to express our feelings.

achilles: ..... i feel like.... i want to be almost dead?

darling: ok. but what if we don't use the d word?

achilles: ......

darling: maybe what we really want is something to take our mind off our troubles?

achilles: and to be tortured to almost not alive.

--

darling: wait wait wait! lets remember our critical thinking skills!! if we stab that man what's going to happen?

ares: he'll die :)

darling: right and.... dying is bad.. right?

ares: not always.

darling: ok lets practice our empa-

ares: already stabbing

--

darling: ok, dear i know you're feeling angry and it's ok to feel angry! but let's remember our little song.

darling: locking our husband in our room is bad for you! ♪

emil: locking your husband in our room is good for you~♪

darling: noooo. let's try a- HEY WAIT DONT WALK AWAY

--

darling: lets think about this. god made cookies, right?

nephite: mhm.

darling: and god made rainbows.

nephite: mhm.

darling: so a rainbow cookie is not the work of satan.

nephite: but the pastor said the devil stole rainbows and turned them into the sin of pride and lust!!!!

darling: .....

also unrelated i regularly tell my cat to use his critical thinking skills. he'll start begging for food bc im holding a bag that crinkled and im like "trashbag lets use our critical thinking skills buddy."

[bitterrobin]

Either I make multiple housekeeper ocs for my au or at least half of Wayne Manor is kept boarded up indefinitely. Sorry to burst people's bubbles but there is no conceivable way Alfred by himself is cleaning the entire mansion.

I've grown up helping my mother (who otherwise works alone w chronic back pain) clean middle to upper class homes here in SoCal. In very white oriented areas with housewives and large families with dogs and good financial situations. Now, there's a huge difference between large modern homes that have only two maybe three floors and the entire floor plan of a mansion that's at minimum built in the 1800s and has 30 rooms. But fundamentally the problems with upkeep are the same. You need to sweep all the floors, mop, wipe the baseboards, vacuum every carpet. You need to wipe clean windows, fans, HC units, lightbulbs, staircases, every surface used constantly - kitchen countertops, bathroom counters, showers/bathtubs/toilets. You need to do laundry, not only clothes, but towels and bedding used by the owners and the rags you use to clean. Fold that laundry. Make the beds. Take out every full trashbag and haul it out of the house. Wash dishes daily. Put those dishes away. Occasionally remind the owner that maybe a light needs fixing, there's a hole in their daughter's sweater, the dog peed inside, that their son tends to stuff trash under the couch cushions and now they have an ant infestation.

On average, with my help, it takes my mom 4-5 hours for one two-floor house. Takes longer by herself. That's not even getting into the amount of people and pets. If there's kids, you need to clean after their spaces more than the adults. With babies, there's diapers and toys all over. With dogs or cats there's always always fur to pick up. The bigger the family, the busier they are, the messier the house. And thats all for a housekeeper that visits every week and gets paid in numbers ranging from 6$0 to $100. (And often people will forget to pay you and you have to stretch out your budget for weeks and weeks and then they pay you and they forget again next month).

For Alfred, as an official butler and employee, he lives at the manor. There's no cost for him that comes from travel (no car to pay for fuel) or cleaning supplies (Bruce probably pays for them). But everything else? Not to mention the added chaos factor of BEING VIGILANTES. Alfred not only upkeep the house they live in, but prepares food, clothing, scheduling, and cleans the Batcave and feeds the bats, at least two large dogs, and one cat. Theres multiple cars and vehicles, guns, weaponry, technology to watch out for (and I know the average fanon enjoyer doesn't know Harold Allnut should be doing that). He picks Bruce's clothes and dresses him for godssake. Hell, Alfred even operates the Batcomputer when needed every night. He does their medical care (and people forget about Leslie yet again, even regarding her relationship w Bruce, still. still.) That's too much for one old man.

Realistically, either Bruce has a full house staff like nobles used to have, or Alfred simply does not do as much as people think. He's old. Forever aging. There's not going to be 20+ plus rooms ready all the time for people to sleep in. At best, the residents of the Manor are Bruce, Tim, and Damian. At best, their bedrooms are kept clean daily. All the other bedrooms are cleaned maybe monthly. The rooms that aren't bedrooms (foyers/attics etc) maybe every other month. Groceries are multiple day events. Same with cooking full meals, dietary plans. Galas and business functions require weeks and months. The pets take days for veterinary care and training. The kids all together take weeks, days individually and together. And they not only look at you as a butler but as family. You are responsible for their wellbeing, emotions whether you like it or not (bc Alfred frankly enables Bruce too much but thats for another day).

Only saving grace he has is that recently not many people live there anymore. Stephanie and Helena and Kate and Barbara shouldn't be living there in the first place. Dick and Jason have their own places. Tim and Cassandra are up in the air but I don't think they spend 100% of their time in the Manor because they're young adults with various circumstances.

[kkenma666]

(리노) lee know.. meow?

a meow distracted you from your daily smoke. you looked down from your balcony to see a cat seemingly trapped inside a box.

you threw your cigarette and stomped on it, trying to dust yourself off of the cigarette smell as you headed down the stairs.

you reached the source of the meowing, closing your nose as a nasty stink hit your nose. you noticed the trash surrounding the noisy box and quickly got to work.

you pushed away some trashbags and pulled the box towards yourself.

you were surprised to see a wet shivering cat inside the wet box.

you quickly scooped the cat up in your arms, uncaring how its fur soaked your shirt and ran back into your house.

you wrapped the kitty inside some random towel you found laying around and tried your best to keep it warm.

" wait here alright? i'm going to go buy you something to eat. "

and off you go, rushing to the nearby convenience store to buy a tiny packet of cat food and some wet food also because why not?

but what you didn't expect was some hot guy wrapped only in the towel you gave the kitty earlier. his god figure and milky white skin may have made you drool a bit.

but your senses finally came to you as you realized that there was a random smoking hot guy in your house.

" oh, you're back? what do you have in your hand there? smells delicious.. " said guy got up, the loose towel threatening to fall of any second now.

" who.. who are you?! where's that kitty earlier! " you held your hands up in front of your face as self defense, only for that guys to hold you wrist.

" kitty? how cute.. now give me some of that, i'm starving. " he only brushed you off as he tried to grab the treats inside the plastic bag.

unfortunately for him, you hid the treats behind your back and took a couple steps back. " get back dude! who are you and how are you in my house?! "

he tsked while rolling his eyes. " humans.. always so stupid. " you started at him in confusion. is this guy not a human..?

" i'm that cat you took earlier dummy, remember? i was calling for help in that stinky box and you aid me! "

you stared at him as if he was insane, which he definitely was. " what. i took in a cat. a feline. a kitty. not a grown ass man. "

a loud grunt left his mouth as tapped his foot. " listen how about i just show you? "

before you could ask, in the blink of an eye, the man turned into.. cat from earlier?

a loud thud shocked the cat as he saw your body hit the floor.

a grunt left your lips as you held your head in your hands. " what the hell.. " you muttered to yourself, wondering if that was all a dream.

but why does your chest feel heavier than normal? in fact why does the bed feel heavier than normal?

you looked down to see the guy from your dream resting on your chest, his eyes closed.

you wanted to get up and scream but couldn't find the energy to do so and from how heavy this guy is.

" finally awake? " the guy mumbled, his voice rumbling in your chest.

" was.. was it all not a dream..? " you asked him to which he rolled his eyes to. " of course dummy, or else i wouldn't be here."

you blinked before finally pushing him off of you.

" so now what? i was planning to adopt you before but now.. " you trailed off.

" i wouldn't use the word adopt but so what? just do it. most cats here are just like me. it won't change anything anyways. " he replied, slowly pursuing to adopt him.

you started at him for a second and just now noticed how handsome he was.. stop it yn! that's a goddamn cat in front of you!

" i-i guess.. sure yeah whatever! i don't think anything can phase me anymore! what's next? a dog that's actually a man is just gonna pop up at my front door? "

he scowled at you, the mention of the word dog making his whole face turn sour. " don't even think about getting a dog in here. "

he smiled before jumping onto you, tackling you down in a hug. " i have a name by the way, it's minho. so don't even think of giving me some stupid name. "

[withjaejae]

Monster under the bed | Jung Hoseok

Pair: sadist!hoseok x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, psychotic smut, stalker vibe, stalker x stalker, just its fucked up. Sadist, Masochist, mentions of blood and killing, physical violence, unprotected sex (know better), really rough sex, if sadistic things scare you, DNI.

Summary: Hoseok calls himself loving and caring person, he worried too much about the people he loved that he would go certain lengths to keep them by his side, he always made en effort until you fell into his hands.

A/N: idk, i had read too much and watch to much that I had to write my thought down and it gave birth to this.

Song: Monster Under the Bed by Emily Mei - go watch the MV!!!

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"Suki!" Hoseok called out for his Russian Blue cat as he was emptying a can of cat food into its plate. "Suki!" He calls again.

He frowns and goes around his apartment calling for it when he finally notices the front door open. Fuck. He should've fixed the door knob this morning.

Just as he was about to bolt outside he's met with you, you were standing with a trashbag by your foot and Suki in your arms, cuddling her like a baby.

"You must be Hoseok." You point at the collar with his name and address on it.

"Suki, you stupid cat." Hoseok sighs and takes it from you and gently puts it down inside his apartment. "Did she scratch you? She has a temper." Hoseok tries to check your hands and arms but was distracted with the way your nipples can be seen through your white shirt.

"No, she's actually kinda sweet." You smile at him. "I'm YN. I just moved in next door." You stretched out an arm to shake his hand and he takes it.

"I'm Hoseok." He smiles and nods before you both slowly walk away from each other.

He closes the door to his apartment and makes sure to double lock it before he let's go of the breath he was holding in.

You were perfect.

Suki wasn't Hoseok's. It was his ex's cat but she had to leave the country so she put Suki up for adoption which Hoseok took as an opportunity to keep a piece of her with him.

He didn't look at other women since her but with you next door, his life had just shifted.

He looks up your name in the tenants list and finds you easily, he looks you up on every platform possible.

What he finds makes you even more perfect, you had a breakup a month ago, your family lived across the country, you worked from home and you love the beach.

For the next few days, Hoseok finds a way for you and him to meet each other, when he hears your room door shut, he sprints hoping to catch you in the elevator.

With the right timing and Hoseok's efforts, you two have grown closer since. He would pretend to go to the grocery whenever you did, or even let Suki out when he knows you're down the hall.

He's working the night shift as a senior nurse and on days like these is when he misses you the most since he gets home late. A knock on Hoseok's door comes in the middle of the night just as he arrives from work.

He was surprised to see a woman drenched in sweat and ruined makeup standing in front of his door.

"Sorry to bother you, I couldn't find her key and she mentioned a Hoseok, her neighbor to the right, I'm hoping that's you." Hoseok steps out of his apartment to see you sitting in front of your door.

"Yeah, I got it from here. Thanks." He's eyes are fixed on you, the woman leaves after seeing that Hoseok had you.

He picks you up like you weighed nothing and brings you into his apartment.

You stir in your sleep as he sets you down on his bed, taking your shoes and jacket off. His breath hitched when he finds you wearing a leather skirt and corset top that shows how pretty your tits are. Fuck. If he was your boyfriend you would have never gone out like this, not without him.

You stir in your sleep and open your eyes a bit, Hoseok was sitting on the floor to level with your face, you giggle and reach out to touch his nose.

"Hoseokie." Was all you said before drifting back to sleep.

His heart literally skipped a beat. He could hear it ramming against his ribcage because all his efforts didn't go in vain.

If you were thinking about him while you were drunk then how much more when you were sober. Hoseok is tempted to kiss you but he didn't want to be too much of a creep when you and him are just about to break barriers.

Hoseok couldn't really fall asleep knowing you're on his bed but he couldn't really touch you. He swirls the whiskey in his glass, even from the living room he could hear you breathe, he knows when you toss or turn. When he heard you grunt and whimper, he had to check on you.

He sees you sitting up, looking around when you finally see Hoseok standing by the door and you smile.

"Fuck, I must be dreaming." You snicker and stand up to reach for the zipper of your top behind you.

Hoseok should stop you, but he wants to see all of you and with the little whiskey he has in him, he wants to touch you.

You start to strip until all that's left is your thong. Fuck he was hard, what he would give to fuck you from behind right now.

You plop back into bed and start snoring again. Hoseok's jaw clenches he's itching to touch himself but decided that he'd save it for when he finally fucks you.

He rummages through your clothes to fish out your key, he takes it into his study and uses some plaster to take a mold of it.

He goes and explores your apartment, now is his chance. It's a mirrored setting with his, he knew their beds were parallel to each other but confirming it makes him grin.

What should be an extra room is locked. He tries to rummage in the nearby shelves to see if he can find the key but he had no luck.

Before the sun came up, Hoseok takes your blanket from your apartment and wraps you in it before picking you up and putting you in your own bed. He makes it look like you actually came home last night to save you the embarrasment.

Hoseok sleeps better with your scent on his bed that he wakes up past noon with a good mood.

A knock comes into his door, he opens it to see you looking better. You showered and dressed in a simple dress.

"Hey." You bite your lip and look away, Hoseok knows what that him being shirtless makes you blush. "My friend told me you helped me last night."

"It's no big deal. I was awake anyway." He leans closer on the door frame making you blush even deeper.

"Well, if you're not busy. Maybe we could grab lunch? As a thank you." Hoseok smirks, he's feeling ecstatic.

"Give me 15 minutes." Was all he could say and give him a wide smile while rushing back to your apartment.

Hoseok revels in success. You've finally asked him out, sure it wasn't a date but it could be.

He takes a quick shower and dresses in a white button up top and khaki pants, you complemented him when he dressed like this.

He steps out of his apartment around the same time as you, exactly 15 minutes later.

You changed into a casual white dress and brown shoes, matching with Hoseok and it makes you giggle.

Fuck you're too cute. Hoseok just wants to wrap his arms around you, tie you up and kiss you. He wants to show you off to the world and then fuck you senseless when it was just you two.

"Where to?" He asks while you both walk towards the elevators.

You tell him about the Vineyard called V near the outskirts of the city. He told you that he knows the owner, a friend from college which made you ecstatic.

Hoseok offers that you use his car and you agree without hesitation.

"This was my dream car." You casually mention as you buckle yourself in. "I'm still saving up for it."

"You can use mine anytime." Hoseok offers and you smile again.

"Don't tempt me." But you felt that he was serious. "Can I be honest?" Hoseok nods since he was focused on driving.

"I had a weird dream last night." Fuck. He's caught. "You kept appearing in my dreams, took it as a sign that I owed you a lot for all the little favors I ask." He just nods. "And in a way, I hope this pays off some of my debt."

"And here I was thinking you asked me out just because you liked me." Hoseok dryly chuckles.

"Well that too..." He turns to look at you blushing. You just admitted that you liked him. Now he thinks he's dreaming but he bites back a smile.

You're a bit chatty when you're nervous so the entire drive to the Vineyard you and Hoseok exchanged stories, you both hated the same neighbor, work habits, friends and favorite food.

You've already invited him to go clubbing this weekend, no friends just the both of you.

You reach the Vineyard long after the lunch rush so there were just a few old couple who were enjoying their afternoon tea when you arrived.

Hoseok opens your car door for you and helps you out. He places his hand on your back, when you didn't complain he just kept it there until you reached the inside.

"Are my eyes deceiving me or is Jung Hoseok in my restaurant?" A man from behind the counter shouts and rushes to hug Hoseok. "Oh, and on a date?"

Hoseok smiled proudly when Taehyung acknowledges that you're on a date and you can't help but feel giddy as well.

"YN, this is Taehyung." You shake hands with the man. He's handsome too but you turn to Hoseok and smile again.

"YN. Never thought I'd get to see Hoseok again, thank you for coming. Please, have a seat, I'll take care of everything." Taehyung ushers you to the corner of the room where you get a view of the entire vineyard.

"Do you think you could get lost in there?" You wonder out lout.

"Harvest season is over so I think it'll be easy to navigate." Hoseok watches your features.

"Hmm... It would be a good place to dump a body." Hoseok starts to laugh and so do you.

"You're right." No, it wasn't weird that the two of you were talking about dumping bodies in Vineyards.

You laugh at the random conversations you have, Hoseok finds your imagination amusing but he's weirdly turned on.

Given how he was creeping around you all the time, you're still a mystery. He knows you on the surface but deep down, nothing. He's only seen one friend from last night but she didn't seem really close given how she just abandoned you with a stranger. You worked from home so he doesn't see you in a uniform, your always quiet even if he tries to listen through the walls.

"What do you do?" Hoseok finally asks justs as Taehyung serves one of his finest wines.

"I'm a graphic designer." That would make sense give how your home office is locked. "I know you're a nurse. I've seen you in your scrubs."

"This is one of my favorite wines." Hoseok raises the glass and clinks it with you.

The sweer fruity taste fills your mouth and your eyes widen.

"Oh wow. I could drink this all day." Taehyung serves the steak and the rest of the food he's prepared for you. "This is a lot."

"Only the best for the man who saved my life." Taehyung pats Hoseok's shoulder. "I almost overdosed in college, thankfully Hoseok was my roommate and kept me conscious until the EMTs arrived."

Hoseok smiles. What Tae didn't know if that Hoseok also beat up the guy who sold him the drugs to the brink of death and didn't bother calling the EMTs. Until today, Hoseok doesn't know if he survived.

Hoseok was always the protective type, Taehyung even used to tease him as obsessive. He would fuss about anything that bothered the person that mattered to him the most at the moment, when Taehyung left to study culinary in Italy, Hoseok had to shift his focus again.

"You don't say?" You admired how Taehyung spoke so highly of Hoseok. Knowing damn well he'd be the caring type.

When dinner was over you showered Taehyung with compliments which he reveled in. Just as the sun was about to set Hoseok asks if you wanted to go for walk in the Vineyard.

He offered you his hand, you take it without hesitation. There were a few people sweeping around while you both walked in silence.

"Hey, Hoseok." You stop on your tracks and he turns to look at you. "How come you never asked me out?"

You expected him to give excuses but he steps closer and places a hand on your cheek.

"I was building up some trust before I jump the gun, you just beat me to it." You giggle but he seemed serious. He swiped his thumb on your lower lip.

But just as you leaned in to kiss him an old man warned you about the bugs that crawled around you, jump as you notice them.

Hoseok bursts out laughing as you both run back to the car. Taehyung waves you goodbye before you both drove away.

"Fuck. Thank God he has a girlfriend." Taehyung's legs felt like jelly. When he saw Hoseok, he thought he was having a nightmare.

Taehyung knew what Hoseok did to the guy who sold him drugs, he was Tae's friend. Before him, when Taehyung's ex humiliated him at a party, the next day she came apologizing like crazy and even avoided looking at Hoseok.

Taehyung heard the stories surrounding the man he once called his bestfriend. He never believed them until that night, he flew to Italy to get away not because he was offered a scholarship. He even registered the business under his sister's name yet Hoseok knew he was the one running it and even teased him for not getting an invitation during the opening.

Hoseok wasn't protective, he was obsessed with a perfect life. One were the people around him shouldn't have worries to think about too. One might call him a lunatic.

The drive was silent, but Hoseok's hand was wrapped in yours the entire half hour. He hummed and you watched as the city came into view.

When you reached the apartment, you only let go of his hand when you exited the car but continued to hold hands as you went up the elevator.

You paused for a while when you reached your door... Contemplating on your next move but Hoseok spoke first.

"As much as I liked spending the afternoon with you, I have a shift in two hours." He steps closer again, you went up on your tiptoes and captured his lips in yours for a short kiss before rushing to get into your apartment.

Hoseok bit his lip and walked into his.

The next days, you'd spend your afternoons with Hoseok. He woke up at noon, you would have lunch outside, go somewhere then back before his next shift.

But he's off for the weekend and tonight you promised you'd go clubbing. So you dresed in a tight but classy black dress, your hair curled over your shoulders and heels high enough so you won't have to tip-toe when kissing Hoseok, or Hobi when he told you his nickname.

He knocks on your door and you let him in just as you started spraying your cologne. He made a mental note on the bottle's name.

"Fuck, you're stunning." He was no different, chest open, pants tight, sleeves rolled up. He was a sin. "Can't we just stay and drink here?"

This was Hoseok's first official time inside your apartment. After he got a copy of your key, he made sure you were home every time after his shifts, he'd check the fridge or trashbin if you ate, he'd leave a small peck on your forehead whenever he'd leave.

But in between, he was itching to know what was behind the other door. Its not like you have people often over that you kept that room locked.

You decided on a very boujee club. Where the city's finest hangout and because the music was better here.

With your hand intertwined with Hoseok's you make your way to the bar. You order three shots each to kickstart the night.

"Are you planning on getting me drunk?" Hoseok whispers in your ear.

"No, more than that." You giggle as you finish your first shot with him. He didn't expect you to drink all three in a row.

You drag him in the middle of the dance flor and start moving your hips to the music while your arms are around his neck.

You looked surprised when Hoseok moved sexier and hotter than you expected. Alcohol clearly taking over the both of you.

You grab shots that were passing by as you start grinding on each other. The music moves to a sexier RnB song and your bodies moved as one, his crotch pressed to your ass and his hands traveling from your tits to the side of your thighs, teasing you a little as he inches your dress up.

You step away a little to show him some moves but a woman was quick enough to pull Hoseok's collars towards her and smashes he lips onto his, before he could push her away you were already grabbing her hair.

"What the fuck!" She screetches as you raise your hand to fuck up her face and Hoseok was quick not quick enough to catch your wrist.

A solid smack on her jaw and she's out like a light. The bouncers start making their way towards you and Hoseok moved fast as he pulls you away from the crowd, he tosses the bartended more cash than what's on your tab before bolting for the door.

He helps you into the car and he jogs to the driver's seat. He makes you duck as the bouncers step out trying to loon for you but they barely put an effort since this was a usual club occurence.

When you both peek to see them back to their posts Hoseok laughs but you didn't.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I was caught off guard." His smile dies on his lips. "It was her fault, she ruined the moment."

"Exactly the reason why you shouldn't have stopped me from beating her up." You balled your fists, anger surging through you.

Hoseok feels your frustration and offers that you head home and continue to drink there.

You were silent the entire time. Hoseok was genuinely worried. He kept trying to remember the woman's face so he could hunt her down tomorrow but the lights were flashing different colors that he could barely picture her.

The moment the both of you step inside you take out some drinks from the shelf and pour Hoseok's drink from an unfamiliar bottle but he was too stunned at your actions to question it.

"Fucking ruined it!" You audibly mumble before pouring yourself a different drink from a different bottle.

Hoseok drinks his cup before you get any more frustrated but when he tries taking a step towards you he felt dizzy, he didn't drink enough to be like this but the next thing he knew he was on the floor watching your feet walk to his face.

"I should be the only one who gets kiss you like that." Though the words are muffled, its the last thing he hears before passing out.

He wakes up strapped to a chair, his arms tied behind him, his legs were free though, he tries to speak but the tape on his lips won't let him.

"Oh, you're up!" He looks up at you and you smile at his restrained figure. "I hope you're comfy." You say as you plop on the couch in front of him still in the dress from earlier.

The room was dim and was not helping his disoriented brain. When he finally regains focus he looks at you, you get up and run a thumb over the tape that covers his lips.

"I didn't want to have to do it this way, Hobi. But that bitch made me snap, stealing my Hoseokie is a very bad thing to do." You sounded so sweet and sexy, his brain couldn't keep up. "You're strong, normally people would wake up from the drink in like two hours but you did it in half an hour."

Normally? Does that mean you've done this before?

His breathing becomes ragged as you kneel down in front of him. Something on the wall captures his attention.

Photos of him, at work, with his ex, with Suki, hell you even have photos of him on his couch, even when he's asleep. A red string connecting photo after photo.

"You see, your ex had hired me to get rid of you, Jung Hoseok." You expected him to start begging but he just looks down at you. "I was going to have fun before I do so but you were such a treat now I just want to keep you for myself." You take a deep inhale of his scent and moan, Hoseok couldn't help but get hard at the sight.

"She wanted me to torment you, but as I studied you I realized that you just deserve better." You slowly unzip his pants. "You just needed someone to give you your needs." His breathing becomes shallow as you take out his semi from his pants.

"I genuinely like you, but why did you have to go kissing bitches in the club." You almost yelled but didn't want to bother the neighbors.

Hoseok didn't explain, he knew it was useless. What you saw vs what happned is no longer an issue.

"This is your punishment." You drop down to your knees and take him in your mouth.

Hoseok groans through his gag. Fuck, your mouth feels so good around him. If he could just free himself from the ropes he'd fuck your throat raw.

Just as he was about to cum, you stop. Hoseok looks at you angrily. But instead you start stripping before him, leaving nothing but a thong which you pull aside. You kiss him through the duct tape and slowly descend on his dick. He throws his head back in pleasure giving you access to his neck as you nip at it while you ride him.

You're fucking insane. He hates that his attention is split, as much as he loved you around his dick, he was also slowly untying his arms.

You were a moaning mess, you know sex with Hoseok would be mind blowing. And you love that you're right.

From the beginning, Hoseok's door was never broken. You had broken it days prior when you thought about killing him in his sleep. But that damn cat meowed so loud that it woke him. So you went for the friendly way, you knew Hoseok had the hots for you from the moment he saw you with Suki.

You closed your door louder even often greeted imaginary neighbors in hopes that he would hear you leave. Even drunk, you had ask your friend to drop you off because you were "completely drunk" and look for your neighbor, you were sure he had already come home from work.

"Fuck." You couldn't stop bouncing on his dick, it was addictive. You look at Hoseok and it seemed like he was enjoy this more. "Do you like that?" And he nods. "God, you're so big." You whimper as he holds himself back from cumming.

His hands were already free without you realizing it. All he needed was the right moment to get his revenge.

"Are you cumming?" You ask and he nods again.

You abruptly stop and laugh. But Hoseok didn't complain. He took you buy surprise by his hands wrapping around your ass and picking you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck, the blood drained from your face.

Nobody has ever escaped your ropes before. So when he slams you on the wall and fucks you even deeper, you can't help but fear for your own life for the first time ever.

"How?" Was all you managed to squeak out as he fucks you deeper and you moan louder.

With the tape still over his mouth, he can't speak but you can tell he was smiling by his eyes.

Then suddenly he drops you. You landed right on your tailbone paralyzing you for a second, you hissed in pain as you look up at Hoseok who slowly peeled the tape off his mouth.

"Don't bite off more than you can chew, sweetheart." Hoseok wraps his hands into your hair dragging you to the next room and your heart starts beating louder and faster.

He pulls you up and slams your face into the wall you're sure your nose is bleeding. Even so, you can't help but get turned on by his force.

"Such a needy slut." He rams himself back in your pussy and you moan out in complete pleasure. He smacks your ass with all his might while keeping your body in place.

"Fuck, harder." The moment he hears that, his heartrate spiked.

The reason his ex left him was because, like what Tae said, he was obsessed. And over that the sex was too much, even though Hoseok told her that he was a sadist she wanted to try him but it became too much. She left, but he followed her wherever she went. Broke into her apartment tried to beg for her to come back

Now, as he fucked you for the first time, he feels like you'll love everything he has to offer. He throws you on the bed, as you laid there spread eagle for him you wiped the blood off your nose and you fucking laughed.

You really are insane, but so was he.

He takes off his pants and shirt and finally captures your lips in his as he hovers over you. You moan into the kiss, Hoseok grabs your neck, choking you as he enters you again.

He thrusts deeper and harder into you. The lack of oxygen has pushed you to the edge, but he told you to hold it in as he fucked you harder and you're not even protesting as your face turned blue.

Tonight had endless surprises, you complained when he released you and even begged him to go harder than he is. His dick twitches at every word that came out of you. Begging for him to go harder, barely even getting the words out clear.

You both came together but you were still insatiable, he left you to go smoke in the living room. You followed him and with the ropes that you used to tie him and offered it to him on both palms and bowed down.

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" Hoseok takes a drag of the cigarette and blows it in your direction.

"Own me. Use me. Please." You your face was starting to bruise from when he pushed you on the wall, you ass turned red, his finger tips made a mark on your neck, yet here you are begging for him.

You meant to kill him but you'll never come across anyone else like him in your lifetime. Hoseok takes the rope and smacks your tits with it, you didn't complain. He slaps you so strong your lip bled, still no complaint.

Instead, you smiled and begged for more.

If Hoseok was fucked up, you were twice as bad as him. He smiles down at you and kisses you again, biting your lip and sucking on the blood that was dripping.

"Get on the bed, ass up and arms above your head." He whispers. You quickly scramble to your feet to followed his order.

He may need to marry you sooner than he planned if he wants to keep you for himself.

Hoseok didn't expect everything tonight, but it sped up his plans of keeping you. He was going to ask you out one of these days, then make it serious, after a year or two, he'd propose, by then he thought he could've broken you to be at his beck and call but now, seeing you on on the bed following his commands.

He now knows you were broken to begin with. And when a masochist such as yourself falls into his hands, they either stay or die. You will not, cannot, leave him.

As he closes the door, Hoseok knows that will never happen. You will never leave him, you smile from a bleeding lip and a bruised face, he's found you. He owns you now, there's no turning back.

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A/N: My soul needs cleansing, I know

[avonne-writes]

Wonderful kitty Gale meme from @trashbag-baby666

John's cat would sooner shoot a gun than John himself...

[lpsotd]

Hello hello! In the future for an lpsotd could you do either cat #649 or cat #1364? These two were my absolute favs as a little kid and were some of the first lps I ever owned so they hold a very special place in my heart.

todays littlest pet shop of the day is ... kitten #1364 !! for you, @depressed-trashbag !!