#g: 2pm

[b1mbodoll]

just had the craziest dream. who up yearning

[beoljibentertainment]

mrsimpleline' posted in 2024.06.07

For those who saw Super Junior on Radio Star, who do you think Nara dated in 2009?

[video attach with Radio Star moment where they talk about Nara's only relationship read the oneshot HERE for more info]

g-monarchy: Are you kidding me? It was obviously G-Dragon. They got engaged in 2015 but it didn't work out

jinaraforlife: they really were the OTP  sungmissing: guys, they are friends, they never dated g-monarchy: You're going to act like that? AFTER THAT MUCH OF PROOF?  (+239 answers)

gardenhoney: It seems you didn't even watch Knowing Bros, I'm disgusted with these comments. 

elfshawolstan: I don't think it's Wooyoung, but it was funny as hell seeing him thirst over her 

mrsimpleline': Wasn't Wooyoung like 10 in 2009?  elfshawolstan: NO ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ the Wooyoung we're talking about is from 2PM, not Ateez multigroupsp: And he used to thought he was being super discreet smbabe: Nara saying she liked to work out and the other day he posted him running at Cheonggyecheon River was peak comedy for me  multigroupsp: RIGHT!!! smbabe: we could make compilations of him looking at her at the awards and she just 🧍‍♀️ multigroupsp: and when someone talked about Super Junior or Nara, the entire 2PM would stop to look at him. couldn't they be more discreet????? leroleronara: They used to go to a lot of parties together at that time, didn't they? I bet idols hook up in this after parties lol multigroupsp: SM did have to make a statement that they were just friends when Tiffany and Nichkhun started to date, i feel that there's something we don't know elfshawolstan: IDK, he really give me the “one sided crush” vibes ayoitsgg: agree!!!! mbc did god's work putting him in the my little old boy episode Nara's in  (+127 answers, mostly talking about Wooyoung doing things to grab Nara's attention)

maknaeontop!: Guys, remember how happy she was when she met Rain in 2006? Maybe they exchanged numbers after, she literally said he was her ideal type and let's remember she was very famous at the time and staff said she used to receive letters from other idols and actors 

mrsimpleline': Wasn't she barely 18? He needed to be very weird to do that maknaeontop!: Even though it's sad, we know that predatorism happens a lot in the industry multigroupsp: people used to ship them nonetheless idk other times but Heechul said the relationship was in 2009, so she was already 21 and i guess that's ok?  (+20 answers) 

hummingbee: Maybe it was a non-celebrity, that's why she doesn't talk about it (and neither should us, let them live, it has been 15 years!) 

redvelvetcachorras: [link to the article of idols that called her their ideal type] do you think any of this? 

gbassi: oh it would be a turn of events for some of them ㅋㅋㅋㅋ yeoeunsliver: I cannot imagine it at all

elfshawolstan: It would definitely be a plot twist if it was Onew and he created a wholeass story to throw us off hahahahaha

ryeosheart: WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT GUYS OUTSIDE OF SUPER JUNIOR? SHE'S ALWAYS SURROUNDED BY THE MOST HANDSOME MEN. WHY WOULD SHE WANT ANYONE OUTSIDE THE GROUP? 

doyounggirl: my bets are on siwon, you cannot tell me this man just casually hug her at every opportunity and they don't have anything  idkwhyimhere: they are just friends, practically siblings bee&racconfan: it's definitely Kangin guys, we've been saying this since 2006 yesexplease: NO. She deserves better than him.  girafferyeo: I was going to say Eunhyuk cuz I was a hardcore Eunara shipper, but since I discovered they put her in D&E to cover the IU scandal, I think they really were just acting and the undeniable chemistry was just in my head 😭😭😭 yenashipper: I'm still here (+1.936 answers) 

twins05: please stop commenting on who you think she used to date/has dated, she has already said that she doesn't like to be referred to by her relationships 

honeybee1988: maybe that's exactly why she doesn't call men her boyfriends anymore, trauma  twins05: let's not diagnose her too, please

[patchemall]

Looking into some new ideas to keep adding more patches to our inventory. Would anyone be interested in some K-pop options?!? If so, drop a comment or a DM to let me know what groups you’d like to see! 😘

[hiimcanadia]

human!stede feeding borrower/tiny!ed too much because he doesn't quite understand the proportions is an idea near and dear to my heart. also just like. how cute ed looks nibbling on a cookie or marshmallow. stede just giving him mini marshmallows because ed loves them and he looks so cute nibbling on them. of course stede's gonna make him fat with all his spoiling and pampering, how could he not!!

Yesss Ed is literally soooo adorable eating things that are too big for him!! This whole idea started with the mental image of Ed eating a grape that's the size of his torso! He's just too precious not to spoil!

Also, like, I kind of hinted at this in the post, but in my mind tinies are usually kind of starving? Scavenging for all your food does not always work super well. So they're used to eating large portions when they have them because they don't always know when they're going to get that opportunity again.

Which means that one: Ed is worryingly thin when Stede first meets him, and two: Ed is naturally able to eat, say, a slice of brownie that's half as tall as he is. And because he's able to do that, Stede never feels the need to question the crazy large portions he's feeding him! Clearly that's just how much food he needs anyway! And Ed doesn't say anything, because there's no way he's gonna turn down all these tasty new foods that Stede is letting him try! (And also maybe for the first few weeks he doesn't totally trust that Stede will actually let him stay forever but shhh this is an angst-free post)

Ahhh I just. G/t was one of the first "weird" tropes that I was into, and getting into weight gain & food play has added a whole new angle for me to explore. I'm not much of a fanfic writer, but I AM a brainstormer and worldbuilder, so I am fully willing to talk about this at the drop of a hat

[elysiangroundsforall]

Masterlist

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[promptblr]

kpop ask game

🥇 Your first bias ever?

🏆first group you were a fan of?

🤯 Performance that still makes you go crazy?

🎵 First kpop song you listened to?

💔 group or artist you're no longer a fan of?

🤩 favorite photocard?

📷 favourite picture of this idol? (Asker should name an idol)

💡Best concept a group has done?

👵Oldest kpop song in your library?

😼 If you were an idol, what would your assigned mascot animal be?

🤳If you had photocards, would they be popular, in-between or the freebie given away?

💒 If you had to marry an idol right now, who would you pick?

🙊 Your most controversial kpop opinion?

🐅 best release from last year?

💃 best solo performer?

👨‍👩‍👦‍👦 If you were in a group, what member would you be? (Leader, maknae, mood maker, middle child, etc.)

💝 favourite group?

❤️‍🩹 video, song, etc. you watch whenever you need a pick me up or some comfort?

[daydreams-and-reveries]

k-pop throwback playlist pt. 2

troublemaker // troublemaker

mr. simple // super junior

bo peep / t-ara

again and again // 2pm

shock // b2st

electric shock // f(x)

wolf // exo

heart breaker // g-dragon

nobody // wonder girls 

the chaser // infinite

face // nu’est

step // kara

bubble pop // hyuna

[wannaeatramyeon]

Gun Park x Reader: Pre-Date Jitters

G/N. Who would have thought Gun could get nervous. Follow up to Awkward Flirtations. Masterlists

All of Goo's insults, that Gun thought he had perfected the art of tuning out over the years, are finally coming home to roost.

That fucking moron. I'm going to kill him, he thinks.

Gun had never particularly concerned himself with what Goo thought. After all, why would he, why should he. Does a human care about what a mosquito thinks?

Yet Gun looks at his reflection for a beat longer than usual, eyes drawn to his hair as uninspiring taunts 'did you dunk your head in grease', 'shave it off and start again' in Goo's whiny, irritating timbre echo in his mind.

I will kill him, Gun decides.

This morning is not starting off well.

It gets worse when Gun observes his wardrobe.

To his disdain, there are overlaps in brands and fashion houses between his and Goo's clothing despite Gun opting for a more muted, understated palette and Goo going for as obnoxious as physically possible.

Nevertheless, that never stopped Goo from running his mouth.

'You should burn that shirt.'

'Did you find that in a dumpster?'

But, and Gun's already sour mood turns even more sour at the realisation, Goo may have a point.

Well, actually no he fucking doesn't.

But what if your taste is more aligned to the blonde's that Gun Park's own. That you agree and find his hair overdone and his clothes tasteless.

Is he also going to need to don his glasses again to hide the unmissable scar between his eyes?

What the fuck, Gun thinks, eyebrows knitting together as he tries to dismiss all this uncharacteristic doubt.

"What the fuck," he murmurs, nostrils flaring as he slams his eyes shut and counts to ten.

On ten, he exhales. The thoughts disappear. All, except one:

I'm going to strangle Goo Kim.

.

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At 1:50pm, standing outside the coffee shop, Gun burns through two cigarettes before the agreed meeting time of 2pm.

Then at 2:04pm, he lights up another, takes a short, solitary drag before stubbing it out.

At 2:07pm, he smokes one more to the filter in a single, long, inhale.

The annoyance, and nicotine, fully hits 30 seconds later as your absence becomes unbearably loud.

Less than ten minutes have passed, though with the anticipation coursing through Gun's veins, it feels like a lifetime and pride halts him from texting you.

Perhaps you got into an accident. Maybe you died on the way here. Or more realistically-

Did you waste his time? Have you stood him up?

That would certainly be a first.

Is this what being stood up feels like? A steady force of disappointment grows heavier with each passing second, eventually sure to crush him under its own weight.

Manifesting, twisting into anger and vexation in a split second.

What is he even doing with this moronic romanticism? Why would Gun Park be on a date?  He does not form attachments, romantic or otherwise. Neither does he spend his time hanging outside coffee shops waiting for someone who he can't mould into his masterpiece. He shouldn't have, doesn't have interest in anything besides getting stronger or richer-

"Sorry!"

Your voice bursts through the spiralling thoughts as you grab his attention by squeezing his arm.

You ramble. Something about the traffic and getting lost but it doesn't matter. None of it matters.

The sun, resting high and pretty in the sky, illuminates you, casting a golden aura and your halo of light envelopes Gun.

All previous anger, gone. All uncertainty from this morning, vanished.

He inhales, like the first breath of air after drowning, and with his exhale, can't help the smallest smile that rests on his face.

"You look nice," you add sincerely after your apology, eyes roving approvingly over his form.

Gun finding his mouth suddenly dry, clears his throat and acknowledges your compliment with a nod. He looks at you, gaze softer than he ever thought capable, and with a hand resting on the small of your back, leads you into the cafe.

[cuddlytogas]

OH MY SWEET GRAINS, RETURN TO ME

the best things in life are

disallowed from a bowel prep diet

[exhaslo]

Over-Time Ch3

(CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader)

Ch1, Ch2

Warning: MINORS DNI, eventual smut, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing, fluff

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"On behalf of those of us at Alchemax, we would like to welcome you to our company. Please arrive at the Human Resources floor tomorrow with the information sent via email. We are happy to have you join us."

The shudder in your voice as you resisted the urge to squeal was sharp. You were at your current job, trying to hide from the crowd outside. This phone call was important, you told everyone that, and you were glad you took it.

"(Y/N)! GET OUT HERE WE NEED YOUR CLUMSY ASS!"

You yelped towards your coworker. Tears threatening to spill towards their harsh tone. Luckily you had just finished the phone call. How cruel could they be?

Hurrying back onto the floor, you yelped as another coworker tossed you a bunch of orders. Hurrying towards you station, you tried your best to make the orders but the pressure was getting to you. Everyone's yelling and the pace was too much.

"Strawberries, (Y/N)! Not Blackberries! Damn!"

"S-Sorry," You whimpered.

You hated working here. You hated this job, but this was the only place that could hire you fresh out of college. Everywhere you really wanted to work claimed that you didn't have enough work experience. Well how the hell were you supposed to get that if they didn't give you a shot?

"Hey, goofball, you're taking my shift tomorrow."

"H-Huh?!" You questioned, spilling the drink you were making, "Ah! No, no-"

"It's from 7am to 2pm."

"I-I can't!" You stuttered, trying to clean the mess you made, "I-I have s-something....something important to do!"

"Well change your plans, I already told the manager that you're taking my shift, goofball." Your coworker snapped before bumping into you, "Stop fucking up the drinks!"

You were biting the inside of your cheek as you tried your best to hold back your tears. You weren't going to let your cruel coworkers ruin your chance at a better life. You weren't going to deal with them anymore after today.

You just had to finish your shift.

And never look back.

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You woke up early for Alchemax. Triple checked all of your paperwork and identification. This was the most prepared you were ever going to be. You had blocked your current job from calling you so they wouldn't stress you out.

You even had some time to bake a small 'thank you' cake for Miguel, if you got the chance to see him. You were truly grateful for his help in getting you here. Hopefully it won't look weird on your end. This was just your way of thanking someone.

Once you arrived, you went up to the Human Resources floor to submit your information. As you waited, you focused on the elevator and saw Lyla step out.

"Ah, there you are." Lyla chirped, approaching you.

It was night and day from when you saw her during the interview. She was much more peppy than before.

"G-Good...morning," You whispered, feeling slightly nervous as to why she was looking for you.

"Is all her paperwork done?" Lyla asked the front desk lady, "Perfect, (Y/N), grab your stuff and follow me. I'm going to show you around~"

"Oh....Thank you,"

This felt strange. As you collected all of your things, you hurried behind Lyla. She was so nice and friendly. You weren't used to this, so it was a nice change of pace.

"Now that you're officially hired with us, you'll be getting paid for your time here today. I'm going to show you around the building first, then your station. I'm sure you'll love working here~!"

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Miguel grunted lowly as Lyla abandoned him during an important meeting. She wanted to meet you personally, leaving Miguel to suffer with the wolves. Miguel had very little patience with these men and now it was going to get worse.

Once the meeting was over, Miguel hurried back to his office. He needed a drink. There was only so much stupid and ignorance that he could deal with. Being a CEO was difficult. The patience that Miguel had to show was honestly a talent.

"This is the cafeteria! We have a large selection of goods here,"

Miguel could hear Lyla's voice from one of this monitors. Honestly, that woman was good at testing Miguel.

"Whoa, h-how much do we have....to pay for this?"

Groaning softly as Miguel sat at his desk, he took a sip of his vodka. Your soft voice now echoed from the monitor. Miguel resisted a chuckle as he watched the two of you walk around. Lyla must have set this up, normally Miguel only watched certain interviews.

"I've been meaning to ask, what's in the little box you've been carrying?" Lyla asked you.

"A-Ah....Um...I-I wanted to say thank you to...Miguel for helping me out. Is...Is it too much? I thought....I usually bake as a thank you," Your voice was getting lower as you started to cover your face.

"Hehe," Lyla looked directly at the camera, "I'm sure he will love it."

Miguel grunted in response as he drank the rest of his liquor. Lyla was abusing the fact that you didn't know that he was the CEO. Miguel couldn't wait until you did find out. How shocked would you get? How red would those cheeks turn?

Clicking his tongue at his thoughts, Miguel decided to meet with you. After all, it would be rude for you to be waiting much longer. You had a cake to give him.

How cute.

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Lyla was currently showing you some of the labs. There were a lot of floors that you weren't going to be anywhere near, but Lyla said it was good to know where everything was. Honestly, Alchemax was even more impressive than you thought.

Arriving at the next floor, you gasped softly as you made eye contact with Miguel once the doors open.

"Oh, Miguel, funny to find you on the relaxing floor," Lyla said with a grin.

"I don't find it strange at all," Miguel huffed and smiled towards you, "Ah, (Y/n), right?"

"Y-Yes!" You squeaked and lowered your head, "Um...I..."

Your heart was racing. This was weird. So very, very weird. Maybe you shouldn't have baked him a cake. Maybe just a thank you card was enough? You couldn't find the courage to give him the baked good. It was too embarrassing.

"Awe!" Lyla cooed and pulled Miguel inside the elevator, "Why don't I show (Y/n) where she will be working! Miguel, come with us."

"Sure," Miguel grunted lowly.

"Ah, here!" You nervously handed Miguel the cake, avoiding his gaze, "I....I wanted to say...thank you for...for helping me with the interview! S-So, thank you!"

"You didn't have too," Miguel smiled as he took the small box, "But thank you."

Finally raising your head, you felt your cheeks burn as Miguel smiled towards you. There were butterflies in your stomach as you watched him. Miguel was so kind and handsome. You hoped that you could see him often here.

"Huh? You can smile?" Lyla mocked Miguel, causing him to grunt.

"When is your vacation again?"

It was fascinating watching the two bicker. That sweet and kind Miguel was grumbling towards Lyla. As if they had been friends for quite some time. It made you feel even better about working here.

"Here is our floor! C'mon (Y/n), let's leave the brute to himself," Lyla chuckled, grabbing your hand.

"W-Wait...Isn't this the top floor-"

"Hm? Oh, yes, you were hired to be my replacement while I'm away on vacation. You're going to be the CEO's secretary." Lyla said casually.

Your eyes widen in shock. You wanted to question Lyla, but honestly, thinking about your interview, it made sense. Lyla just smiled as she showed you her office, wanting to get you comfortable.

"S-So...I'll be working...with the CEO?" You asked softly, taking a seat on her couch, "Um...How are they?"

"Ugh, so annoying. Always uptight, always cranky, never laughs or smiles. Honestly, this change will be good for all of us. I'm sure you can get that grunting brute to loosen up. The job is pretty easy itself as you've seen during your interview."

"Mhm, will there be...anything else I have to do?"

"Not much, but I'll go over all that with more details tomorrow. Why don't we work on your schedule as of right now?"

"Okay,"

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Miguel waited for you to enter Lyla's office before he could enter his. He took a seat at his desk and pulled out a fork as he undid the box you gave him. Miguel raised a brow at the cake before him, it was small and a little sloppy, but the effort was there.

Taking a bite of the cake, Miguel winced at the salty taste. You did admit that you were clumsy. Swallowing, Miguel went to grab a water before seeing a small note in the box.

"If it is too salty, I'm so sorry. There is a small packet of tea that goes well with salty items...just in case." Miguel read aloud.

Finding the tea packet, Miguel scoffed softly as he got himself a glass of hot water. You were well prepared. Miguel seemed to recall you saying that you only got clumsy when nervous. Were your nerves getting to you about the job?

"Well, can't have that now," Miguel hummed, drinking the tea, "I quite like (Y/n). She'd make a fine edition to the team."

"This is the big bad CEO's office," Lyla said from outside Miguel's doors.

Miguel just smiled as he imagined you on the other side. Lyla was making him to be oh so scary. Appraoching the door, Miguel kept a calm composure as he decided to open the doors.

"Stop scaring the new girl," Miguel hummed. He watched as your eyes widen,

"Huh? Miguel? Y-You're...You're the C-CEO?"

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[fckyeahgdragon]

G-DRAGON 3RD ALBUM D-1 POSTER

Übermensch ➦ 2025.02.25 2PM (KST)

[hiimcanadia]

Stede gently encouraging tiny!Ed to eat an entire blueberry in one sitting and then giving him a belly rub with one finger......

[psychicreadsgirl]

Pick a Novel: Keywords/prominent themes in your life

Pick the novel that draws your attention the most. If you can't decide between two, then look at the 2 readings. This is a general reading, so not everything will apply. Please take what resonates and leave what doesn't behind!

#1

Keywords: love, lust, passion, fun, temperament, cafe, sweet, bicycle, pen, books, music, loyalty, winter, sofa, furniture, thoughts, light, intuition, soulmate, art, obsidian, cake, carbonated water, skincare, socks, cooking

Celebrities/Public Figures: Audrey Hepburn, Min Yoongi, IU, Claude Monet, Angela Merkel, Andrew Carnegie, John Johnson, Mark Zuckerberg, Larry Page, Howard Schultz, Sam Walton, Amancio Ortega, Queen Elizabeth I, Jane Austen, Jennie Kim

Countries: Italy, Canada, South Africa, Thailand, Saudi Arabia, Singapore, Greece, Madagascar, Qatar, Sweden, Zambia, Taiwan, Solomon Islands

Numbers: 11, 1, 5, 9, 80, 888, 6

Brands: Hermes, Tiffany, Apple, Instagram, Taobao, Lamborghini, Deloitte, Microsoft, Chopard, Givenchy, Patek Phillipe, Chloe, Alaia, Kraft,

Kpop songs: Young Forever by BTS, Shine by PENTAGON, Me Gustas Tu by GFRIEND, Run to You by DJ DOC, Love Lee by AKMU, Deja vu by TXT, Back Down by P1Harmony, Love shot by EXO

#2

Keywords: economy, job loss, new opportunities, play, drama, anger, frustration, lost, compass, computers, battery, feet, head, brain, summer, pearl, avocado, junk food, fried chicken, challenge, frugal

Celebrities/Public Figures: Grace Kelly, Billie Eilish, Keanu Reeves, Rosé, Jung Hoseok, Salma Hayek, Pablo Picasso, Princess Diana, Thomas Edison, Sergey Brin, Mary I, William Shakespeare, Lee Nayeon

Countries: New Zealand, USA, Maldives, Indonesia, United Kingdom, Venezuela, Lithuania, Nepal, Portugal, Poland, Lebanon, Mali, Netherlands

Numbers: 4, 99, 101, 33, 13, 14, 0

Brands: Masion Margiela, Amazon, facebook, Shein, PWC, Missoni, Moschino Couture, Toyota, citi bank, Chaumet, Polene, Pizza Hut,

Kpop songs: Love Dive by IVE, Shangri-la by VIXX, Sweety by Clazziquai, I NEED U by BTS, The Chaser by Infinite, Magnetic by ILLIT, My House by 2PM, ICY by ITZY

#3

Keywords: tales, gossip, lies, funny, movies, theatre, cell phone, cool, kpop, magenta, ancient, history, claws, cats, tiger, fall, jealousy, games, aquamarine, lemons, makeup, pencil, groceries

Celebrities/Public Figures: Beyonce, Lady Gaga, Morgan Freeman, Kim Seokjin, Jang Wonyoung, Matt Damon, Napoleon Bonaparte, Shinzo Abe, Steve Jobs, Voltaire, Kim Jisoo,

Countries: Ethiopia, France, Russia, Ireland, Argentina, Afghanistan, Libya, Rwanda, Nigeria, Pakistan, Morocco, Malta, Kazakhstan, Kenya, Iraq,

Numbers: 2, 7, 69, 25, 55, 79, 1182

Brands: Saint Laurent, miumiu, Starbucks, Mercedez-Benz, Nestle, Oracle, Tod's, Bulgari, Rolex, KFC, SUBWAY, Carrefour, Kellog's

Kpop songs: Supernova by aespa, Maestro by seventeen, Not by the moon by GOT7, Alone by Sistar, Hip by MAMAMOO, Good Day by IU, Bite Me by ENHYPEN, Work by ATEEZ, The Feels by TWICE

#4

Keywords: foreign, spicy, peppery, rice, no, objection, resistance, control, storms, thunderstorms, shower, tension, crush, pop, paper, mango, legs, fragrance, emerald, clothing rack, tomatoes, defeat,

Celebrities/Public Figures: Judy Garland, Margot Robbie, G-Dragon, Jeon Jungkook, Pharrell Williams, Emmanuel Macron, Bill Clinton, King Charles, Warren Buffet, Cleopatra, Kim Mingyu

Countries: South Korea, Philippines, Scotland, Spain, Albania, Guatemala, Malaysia, Iran, Romania, Honduras, Georgia, Croatia, Belgium, Czech Republic, Gambia, Guinea

Numbers: 31, 75, 412, 43, 486, 640

Brands: Chanel, Prada, Bentley, Gucci, Samsung, Disney, BMW, Hyundai, cisco, Van Cleefs & Arpels, Dior, Loro Piana, Shake Shack

Kpop songs: Gee by SNSD, If you by BIGBANG, Antifragile by LE SSERAFIM, Up and Down by EXID, OMG by NewJeans, Lion by (G)I-DLE, Hello by TREASURE,

#5

Keywords: death, mystery, mirror, reflection, shadow, black, grey, white, funeral, video, sprint, pool, gym, streets, metro, subway, chocolate, broken, knees, moon, ruby, surgery, teeth, race

Celebrities/Public Figures: Marilyn Monroe, Barack Obama, Kate Winslet, Kim Taehyung, Aamir Khan, Marie Antoinette, Elon Musk, Robert F Kennedy, Jeff Bezos, Richard Branson, Edward VIII, Charles Dickens, Abraham Lincoln, Park Bogum,

Countries: North Korea, China, Vietnam, Brazil, Bangladesh, Cambodia, Germany, India, Israel, Laos, Haiti, Dominican Republic, Congo, Cuba, Egypt, Mongolia

Numbers: 3, 97, 17, 19, 52, 98

Brands: Ralph Lauren, Celine, Ferrari, Huawei, Uber, intel, UPS, Calvin Klein, Piaget, Guerlain, Berluti, Pepsi, Cadbury

Kpop songs: Shut down by Blackpink, Seven by Jeon Jungkook, God's Menu by Stray Kids, Love Love Love by Epik High, Very Nice by SEVENTEEN, Birthday by Jeon Somi, Psycho by Red Velvet,

#6

Keywords: travel, toxic, break away, departure, memory, dreams, truth, unveil, diary, journal, coffee, jacket, shoes, hands, social media, news, competition, autumn, diamonds, electricity, TV, cheat, fashion

Celebrities/Public Figures: Jane Birkin, Kim Jiwon, Gigi Hadid, Charlize Theron, Park Jimin, Salman bin Abdulaziz Al Saud, Maximilien Robespierre, Bill Gates, Queen Elizabeth II, Vladimir Putin, Henry Ford, James Joyce, Lalisa Manobal

Countries: Japan, Australia, Mexico, Iceland, Finland, Eritrea, Ecuador, Costa Rica, Cyprus, Bolivia, Botswana, Bahamas,

Numbers: 8, 646, 152, 37, 49, 22

Brands: Louis Vuitton, Lexus, Tesla, Fendi, Walmart, Nike, Siemens, Google, Cartier, Burberry, Ferragamo, Burger King, Unilever

Kpop songs: ROCKSTAR by LISA, Cherry bomb by NCT 127, Move by Taemin, Dramarama by MONSTA X, Love Scenario by iKON, Get a Guitar by RIIZE, Replay by SHINee, Candy Sugar Pop by ASTRO, Mr. Simple by Super Junior

[dr-spectre]

Rambling about Marina and Relatability...

I've said in the past that i relate heavily to Marie, but as i think about it further.... I think i relate more to Marina... I just read through this incredible twitter thread by @ _CSenpai_ which i shall leave at the end, but it got me to really think... "huh... Marina is kinda me fr." (Also I'm gonna get pretty personal in this post so keep that in mind too.)

Marina has very serious special interests and clearly spends a lot of time researching and engaging in these interests. She gets VERY excited when someone mentions anything remotely about her interests and takes them seriously. Which is something i do as if someone even remotely mentions Splatoon out of the blue, my chest will go "BZZZTTTT" and i get the tingles and i wanna run around my room.

She's very into machinery, video games, music and manga/comic books. Marina stays up and overworks herself when it comes to music and her interests, which is shown in the dev diaries and chat logs in Side Order and Octo Expansion. This is something i tend to do as well as I consume my special interests way into the night and i can't go to bed because I'm so damn energized. Sometimes i become so focused that i don't even notice that time has passed by for so long and before i even realise it... It's 2pm and now i want lunch.

She corrects Pearl on wizards which reminds me of the kind of stuff i say during my rambles about Callie and her arc in Splatoon 2... I get VERY picky when it comes to people using ahem.... certain words when describing the events that took place.

In the Hero vs. Villain Splatfest, she is the only one who is taking it very seriously while everyone else is smiling or expressing anger.

She's using a god damn GAMECUBE CONTROLLER AND A HEADSET! She's literally me oh my god. When i go over for parties and celebrations and someone brings out a Switch and we play Smash Bros or Mario Kart? I take that shit seriously and i can't tone back my skill level and just have fun.

Also Marina is known to have sensitivity to certain food textures including mayo and pulp in orange juice. Now i LOVE mayo personally but i HATEEEE stuff in my drinks. I am a massive texture eater and i will avoid stuff in food that ruins the texture. When i get pumpkin soup for example, if i see vegetable bits in that shit i will actually feel sick and flick the bits off of my spoon.

Marina is also seen stimming and pacing back and forth when excited. When i tend to get overly excited by myself, i will literally violently shake for a brief moment and then squeal. I'm not joking.

Marina also tends to bottle up her emotions and often lashes out onto others when it's too much for her. Which is something i tend to do... I don't often say how i feel when someone asks how am i and i often wanna scream and break something when the anger is just too much for me to contain. I end up yelling by myself and cuss like no tomorrow. I can find solace in a character who does a similar thing i do, minus the cussing lmao.

I think one of the bigger reasons on why i relate to Marina is gonna be a weird one but... She is almost always seen with her headphones. No matter what situation she is in, she always wears her headphones.

Even when she's Marina Agitando and Overlorder has taken over her body, the Controller VM acts like headphones as it covers her ears!

Now this detail about her wearing her headphones almost often might seem minor, but to me it makes me love Marina even more. I always constantly wear headphones and it's due to various different reasons. First is because i love listening to music and enjoying background noise, second, it dampens the sounds around me as i can be pretty sensitive to certain sounds. And third... well... let's just say that i live with a uh.... loud parent who... gets pretty angry, NOT AT ME! THANKFULLY! BUT... when they scream... and swear... i put on my headphones and wait for the noise to go by. It's a comfort thing for me and helps get through those... rough periods... Marina wearing those headphones often and not being judged for it, makes me feel, happy...

...uh... yeah.

ANYWAYS! Another big thing i relate with Marina on is her want for order and balance in her life. She doesn't like massive changes in her routine and wants to maintain the balance in her life.

i do not like it when my routine suddenly changes and i get upset and angry. I have a strict routine and when it gets fucked over oh MAN OH MANNNN!!!!!!!!!!!

And that last point about feeling safe and secure, as i mentioned earlier with the third point about wearing headphones... I wanna feel safe and secure... I want to feel calm... I don't want someone to suddenly shout or get upset or for my routine to change and i can't do anything about it...

The only thing i don't relate with Marina on is well... Looks. Listen, i ain't no tall black octopus woman with a noticeable figure and a pretty face HAHAHAHA! I find it kind of funny that I'm able to relate SO MUCH to someone like her when I'm some 20 year old dude who looks nowhere NEAR like her. Except for maybe height i don't know.

However, i will say, i actually don't act this excited in person, i tend to be very shy and reserved in person compared to my online behaviour. I say words in a dry manner and i don't have the best social skills. So i guess that's where the relatability for Marie comes in as well. I'm a heavy introvert and despite my need for wanting to connect to others, i would rather stay indoors than go out and meet new people to start friendships or potentially a romantic relationship... like that's ever gonna happen anyways...................

I got two brain cells. It's them.

So anyways, that was all i wanted to say! I love Marina and she's my second favourite Idol, you can probably guess who's number 1 but i ain't talking about... her... well not today anyways.

Thanks for reading!!!

The thread that inspired this blog post: https://x.com/_CSenpai_/status/1367219374948376579

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what up girls and gays, it's 2am and wide awake so here's some boris smut for ya

plsss reblog if you like this!

drug sex//borisxfemreader

summary: boris, your boyfriend, has the house to himself tonight and can't wait to use it to his advantage. little bit of a plot and lots of smut.(he's aged up to 18 and you're 17)

warnings: choking,drug abuse, alcohol abuse,mention of a safe word, edging, p in v, oral(fem receiving), daddy kink, overstimulation, rope play, dominant boris, sub reader, mention of physical abuse, !not proof read!

story posted: 7/18/24

translations for polish words at the bottom of the story🤍

(don’t do drugs kids- a former addict)

lowercase intended

it's the middle of the school day and you still have yet to see your boyfriend. of course he was notorious for not coming to school, but he promised to try harder, it was senior year for you two after all. you can't help feeling lonely, boris was your only friend at your school, other then theo who of course was out somewhere helping his father with something sketchy. as you walked to lunch your phone began to ring, you picked it up to see the familiar contact photo of you and boris on a old swing set at your house. you answer the call immediately with, “where are you? you said you would try harder to come to school this year.". he responded back in his broken english, "could not make it today. will pick you up after. you spend the night with me?". you thought about your boyfriends request for a moment and responded, "is your father home?" , you had always hated boris's dad. he was a drunk and always beat up boris. usually if you two were having sleepovers it would be at theo's house or your own, since your dad was out of the picture and your mom frequently traveled for work. sometimes boris wouldn't even tell you he was sleeping over at your house, you would fall asleep and wake up to him coming in through your window and climbing into bed with you. boris responded to your question, "nie, gone. left this morning won't be back soon.". that was a relief you thought to yourself, "sure i can stay tonight, but your coming to school with me tomorrow." "yes i can come tomorrow with you, thank you Miłość.”, he said sounding excited. you both said your goodbyes and you sat down at your lunch table. the rest of the day was pretty typical. you went to class after lunch, sat alone in the back of the class room, and waited for the day to be over. you were reading your book in your last period when you heard the bell ring. you quickly got up, put your book in your bag and began to walk towards the student parking lot. when you got outside of the schools double doors you immediately saw him in his beat up 1985 volvo. you walked up to the car door as he rolled down the window, "get in księżniczka", he said with a smirk on his face and sunglasses shielding his eyes. you jumped into the car and threw your book bag in the back. you quickly gave him a peck on the cheek and leaned back into your seat. "how was your day N/ N?", he asked while putting the car in drive and pulling out of his parking spot. "it was lonely without you." you smiled and gave him a playful nudge on his shoulder. he winced for a split second then immediately smiled back at you, "i know księżniczka, but i could not make it today, was too busy.", he said putting his hand on your thigh and driving out of the parking lot. you giggled to yourself as "too busy" for boris typically meant waking up at 2pm and playing his stupid war video games. he looked at the road and turned into his neighborhood. you always loved that his house was so close to school, yet he always insisted that he pick you up instead of just letting you walk to his house. he pulled into his driveway, parked his car and leaned into give you a long kiss. you finally broke it off when you opened your door and climbed out of the car, you left your book bag so you wouldn't have to worry about getting it in the morning. "it's messy", he warned when you got to the front door of his house. this was no surprise to you, boris's house was always messy. you didn't blame him though, you blamed his neglectful father for never cleaning up after himself. as you opened the door you immediately saw two empty bottles of vodka and looked at him. "one from last night, one from the morning, stopped drinking it 5 hours before picking you up, no more driving while drunk like you said." ,he assured you before you could even ask him. you patted him on his head,

"thank you bor.", as you began to walk into the main room of his house you saw small trickles of blood on the floor and his dinner table broken.

you turned to him and studied him. his sunglasses were still on,and he had taken his flannel off to reveal a white shirt with small blood stains on it. you walked up to him and took off his sunglasses to see his right eye swollen and bruised. "oh boris, was this from last night or this morning?",you said very gently tracing your finger on the outline of his bruise. "both", he said looking down at you, "eye from last night, body from this morning.". he lifted up his shirt to show you a pattern of black and blue bruises, and small cuts on his torso and shoulders. you were horrified but not suprised, his dad always beat him up. you knew if you asked him too many questions about it he would get angry and shut down from having to relive the moment. you realized that this must have been why his father wasn't home. he had gotten drunk, beat up his son, and left on one of his drunken benders. it didn't happen frequently that he would leave after abusing boris, but enough for you to know he wouldn't be back for a few days or until he had blown whatever money he had out gambling. you quickly took boris's hand, and led him upstairs to his bathroom. he had not yet even cleaned the blood from his body, there were still wooden splinters from the dinner table in his skin. you sat him on the edge of the tub and got a pair of tweezers out from under the sink. you removed the splinters while he looked down at you with caring eyes. you didn't understand how anyone could ever hurt this boy, and why it seemed you were the only who took care of him. after getting the last small wooden spike out of his shoulder, you ran warm water over a towel you found on the side of the shower. you gently rubbed the dried blood off of his body and put Neosporin on his small wounds.

“thank you Mój miłość”, he says standing up and placing a kiss on your lips. “boris,”, you look up at him, “promise me that you’ll start telling me when this happens, instead of just waiting for me to find out?”. “don’t like to worry you N/N, doesn’t hurt too bad.”, you sigh knowing there’s not getting through to him. as you start to grab his hand and turn away to leave the bathroom he stops you. he looks up at you and points to the shower, “we shower now?”. you look back at him with confusion. usually when something like this happens you assume he just wants to cuddle you while you tell him how much you love him, but from the look in his eyes and the smirk on his face you quickly realize that he has other plans. “are you sure love? we can just cuddle and watch movies.”, you tell him lightly rubbing his cheek. “i want you słodka dziewczyna.”, he says pulling you into a kiss. his eyes light up as he remembers something, “i was saving these, but can we take tonight?”, he says pulling a baggie of pills labeled “E” from his pocket. you examine the baggie in his hand. you have done drugs with boris before, hell you met him when you asked theo where to buy Xanax and he took you to see boris, but you didn’t recognize these pills. you take the baggie and look at him, “what are these, i’ve never seen these before?”. “called ecstasy, they make you..how you say..want to have fun?”, you giggle. “i know what ecstasy is boris, they make you like super horny, i’ve just never seen them in real life before.”, of course you’ve read about them and seen shows, you’ve just never seen them in the flesh, before now.

he smirks at your words, “so you’ve never tried?”. “no i don’t think so.”, you say feeling slightly embarrassed , knowing he’s tried anything and everything he could get his hands on. he chuckles, “you’ll love these, i promise księżniczka.”. you smiled and too a deep breath as he fidgeted with the bag, “are you 100% sure you’re up for this bor?”, you said hoping he wasn’t doing this for your sake. he finally managed to open the baggie with his lengthy fingers and took a pill out, “very sure.”, he said beginning to crush up the pill. he took another pill out of the bag and crushed it in a separate pile from the first one, “this one for you, okay?”, he said his brown eyes looking at you to try and read your face. “ok, fuck it let’s do it.”, you respond pulling your hair into a low ponytail behind your head. “wait, not it all, too much for you.”, he said quickly scooping a little less than half of the power back into the baggie. he looked at you fast, then bent down sniffing the power up into his flaring nostrils, coming up with his eyes closed and head tilled back. you followed his example, and put one finger on your left nostril and sniffed the power with your right. you looked up, confused and not feeling anything. he noticed the confusion on your face, “will take about 5 minutes to work księżniczka.”, he said reassuring you. he began to turn on the shower and get undressed looking at you as a sign to do the same. you strip off your hoodie and shorts, followed by your underwear and bra. as you did so, his eyes grew impatient and fixed on every inch of you. before you could realize what was happening he kissed you, shoving his tounge on yours, and licking the roof of your mouth. you kissed him back passionately fighting for control, but ultimately was overpowered by his tounge into submission. he broke off the kiss stepping into the shower and holding his hand out to you, you took his hand and stepped in after him.

as soon as the water hit your body reality warped. you felt as if you were wrapped in a million fuzzy blankets. you blinked a few times and realized how much you loved the way you were feeling. boris reached for your shoulders and turned you around to study your face, he chuckled, “you like eh?”. you nodded your head fast and examined his face, taking in just how beautiful he was. his black curls damp with shower water, his glossy brown eyes, his dimples that were so prominent when he smiled, and the ever so tiny freckle on his right cheek beside his nose. you have never see a greater beauty in your whole life. you immediately moved your hand from your side trying to find his dick without wanting to look away from his mesmerizing face, as soon as he realized what you were doing he roughly grabbed your hand. “nie nie nie N/N, you know rules, you first, then me.”, he said leaning into you ear with a whisper that made you moan. he kept his eyes locked on yours as he found your throbbing clit, smirking and circling his finger as you moaned his name. “fuck boris, fuck fuck fuck!”, you moaned loud enough for his neighbors to hear(that is if he lived in a place that had neighbors), but you didn’t care. his fingers had never felt so good before, and the last thing on your mind were the noises coming out of your mouth. as you put your forehead on his shoulder, his mouth drew close to your ear as he whispered, “no dziewczynka, you know my name.”. you knew precisely what boris was referring to, he wanted you to call him daddy. this was something you admittedly enjoyed, but you could never correct yourself without blushing a deep red, it was something he simply insisted on being called. your head shot back up from boris’s shoulder to make eye contact with him, as you let out throaty deep moans. he looked at you with deep passion, moved a hand to your throat, and started circling you clit even faster. “don’t be embarrassed, is only me y/n.”, he said with his half smile you loved so much. as his fingers sped up you felt your bottom of your stomach forming its familiar knot and knew you wouldn’t be able to last much longer, “daddy can i cum, can i cum please?”, you say in a half whimper half moan. you whine as you feel boris quickly remove his finger from your aching clit, “nie, not yet. don’t whine or i make you wait longer, understand?”. you slowly nod your head, trying your hardest not to make any whining noises. you know from experience if boris say something like this, 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙩.

as you bite your tongue to stop any begging words to come out of your lips he slowly falls to his knees, his eyes staring at your growing wetness. he places both of his hands on each side of your outer thighs and pulls at them gesturing you to open your legs. you instantly bat your eyelashes at him pretending to be oblivious to his signals, you know how much trouble this can get you into but you simply want to see his reaction. “don’t play around y/n, open.”, he said harshly. “i don’t know what ur talking about bor.”, you said with a smile planted ever so small on your lips. he thought about this for a moment before turning off the shower, grunting, and flinging you over his shoulder. you didn’t struggle, feeling overly happy and giggly from your high. you always loved how strong he was for such a lanky, skinny, fragile boy, you loved how easily he could toss you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. “where are we going?”, you asked innocently. just as you said the words he flung you off his shoulder on to his bed…well his mattress on the floor. you giggled as you hit the mattress, but he looked at you with what you could only describe and a somewhat smug smirk. “the drugs making you act a brat eh? i have perfect thing for brats.”, he said turning around and walking to his closet. at first you whined when you saw him put a pair of boxers on, but when you saw the rope he had bought (stole) from a hardware store one day while you two were walking around waiting for theo to get a car part for his dad, your eyes lit up with fear and excitement. it was still wrapped up in a zip tie like when he had stolen it at the store. you had always wondered what he had taken it for, but now you understood as he walked towards you, biting the rope free from the zip tie, shoving your arms behind your head, and tying it on them in a harsh knot together. when he was done tying his knot he stepped back at you and looked at you like he was studying a piece of art. “i need something else. stay.”, he said walking out of his room. your eyes wondering around his bare wall that only had a picture of you, him, and theo together all in a pool. you looked at his door when you heard him walking back down the hall, and saw him holding the pair of underwear you had stripped off before getting in the shower. he walked up to the side of his bed and leaned over you, “open.”, he said grabbing your chin so hard it had practically forced you to open you mouth. he shoved the balled up underwear in your mouth and backed up yet again studying you. “perfect.”, he said smiling. as you looked at him wondering what he was going to do next, you saw him palming his hardened cock through his boxers. you moaned into your underwear and tried to sit up, which was to no avail since you were not able to use your hands to help prop yourself up. he moved on to the bed, his legs on either side of you still palming himself, letting out throaty groans. you felt desperate. you’re pleads to let you touch him muffled by the underwear in your mouth. you frantically thrusted your hips up trying to catch friction on his clothed cock. he laughed, “aw księżniczka, i know, but we have to have punishments, yes?”, he said with his smug, low voice.

you looked up to him trying to beg through your eyes for some type of relief. as you looked at him, you swore you could see a idea hit his brain from the glimmer in his eyes. “maybe we do a different type of punishment eh?”, he said slowly moving from over you to beside you. you nodded your head quickly, hoping this new punishment might include him touching you, or at least you touching yourself. he put his fingers on the underwear in your mouth, “if i move these do you promise to be good girl?”, you nodded frantically once again. he took the underwear out from your mouth and kissed you roughly, as his fingers trailed up and down your thighs. he moved his mouth from yours and began kissing, licking, and leaving bites, working all the way down your body. when get got to your thighs he pulled them apart harshly, admiring your wetness. he traced a finger up and down your folds collecting your slick, as you let out loud moans. “mmm fuck bor, please don’t stop.”, you said thrusting yourself onto his fingers. he moved his hand from your folds to quickly tuck his hair behind his ear, before diving into your pussy with his tongue. boris had ALWAYS been so amazing at going down on you, never moving his head, only his tongue. tonight was no different, except for the fact that it felt a million times better. his tongue traced small fast circles around your clit, as his middle and index finger slid in and out of you. it took everything in your power to not scream so loud that someone passing by would think you were being murdered. as he sped up his fingers, going in and out of you at the perfect pace, you could feel your orgasm growing. you let out a pathetic whimpering, “boris mmm fuck, i-fuck fuck, i’m gonna cum!”, he nodded his head slightly, never leaving your clit, as a sign of approval. you immediately came all over his fingers, fists clenched so hard your fingernails were probably imprinting on your skin. he continued for twenty more seconds allowing you to ride out your high before getting up and immediately pulling down his boxers. “fuck boris wait a second let me catch my-“, you tried to say, but you were cut off when he thrusted his full length into you. “nie, my turn now. you didn’t like other punishment, so we do this one now. you know your word.”, he said sternly. he was right, you did know your word. you had discussed it one night when you brought up the subject of “cnc”, your word was red, and you were not planning on using it right now. your pussy so sensitive, it almost hurt, but mostly his length felt fucking incredible. stretching your walls, his balls slamming into your ass, his hand groping your tit, as the other one pressed on the bed to support his weight. you let high pitched whimpers, as he let out throaty groans, speaking to you in polish, “kurwa, jesteś taka ciasna, księżniczko.”. you had no idea what the words are,but for some reason hearing him speak like that in his thick accent had you on the verge yet again. as he saw your face starting to contort he quickly said, “nie, not yet. you wait.”. you tried your hardest to not release, you could feel he was about to finish, his thrusts growing sloppy, and the low groans and praises in russian he gave you. you managed to wait, keeping yourself on the edge before he suddenly said, “now, you cum now y/n.”, you did exactly what you were told. your pussy clenching around his dick, your lower stomach releasing the knot in it. he let you ride out your high before pulling himself out of you and cuming on your stomach. “fuck.”, you both said as he fell beside you. you breathed heavy as he got up and picked a tshirt up from his floor, cleaning you off and untying your hands. he placed a cigarette between your now free fingers, and plopped back down beside you. you sat up and held the cigarette to your mouth, as he lit it with a golden lighter. you placed your head on his chest, taking a drag from the cigarette and passed it to him. he took it with a wide smile, “you like eh? those were fun, yes?”. you looked up at him, “those were the most fun i’ve ever had.”.

still coming down from your high you began to close you eyes, listening to him whisper how much he loved you. you responded back telling him how much you loved him. “y/n.” ,he said suddenly, you opened your eyes looking up at him, “hm?”, you responded sleepily. “you never leave,ok?”, he said almost as a statement rather than a question. “i’ll never leave”, you told him as his arm pulled you closer to him. you fell asleep, as he finished his cigarette and closed his eyes with you stroking your hair.

translations:

•Miłość- love

•księżniczka- princess

•nie- no

•Mój miłość- my love

•słodka dziewczyna- sweet girl

•kurwa, jesteś taka ciasna, księżniczko- fuck, you’re so tight princess.

hope you guys enjoyed this:) let me know if you want more boris smuts!

[stop-talking]

No thoughts, only Derek Danforth sending you nudes while you're at work...

(Thanks, Holden. 🙄) @freak-accident419

Tags: 18+ g!n reader, mentions of drugs, no real smut, just dirty talk and nudes

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Your phone buzzes in your pocket for the twentieth time in the past five minutes, and you have a sinking suspicion you know who it is.

Who it always is.

With a sigh, you try and discreetly look at your phone underneath your desk. Opening messages from Derek while you're at work is always a gamble, considering he spends 90% of his time high, horny, or a mix of both.

As soon as you tap the notification, your screen is overtaken by cock. The tip red and glistening with need, his hand wrapped around the shaft, mid-pump...

Fuck.

You quickly turn your phone off, shoving it between your thighs and sitting up straighter. That bastard. He knows you're at work.

Of course, now he also knows you've opened his messages. Your phone vibrates angrily between your thighs, and you start to wonder if putting it there was a smart move.

Fucking Danforth. You try to physically shake the image of his throbbing cock out of your mind, literally shaking your head as you stare at the computer screen in front of you.

That is, until your co-worker in the cubicle across from yours shoots you a glance and asks if you're alright.

"Yeah, just, uh... Tired. Trying to stay awake."

You stand up straight, causing your still-buzzing phone to fall to the floor.

"I'm gonna go make a coffee," you announce.

In your scramble to pick up your phone, you knock your chair over and onto the floor. Damnit, stop making such a scene.

You scurry away, trying desperately to silence your phone. Unfortunately, the last thing you had pulled up was... well, cock.

With a yelp, you turn and duck into the nearest bathroom, praying no one saw your screen.

Once you finally have some level of privacy, standing in a cramped bathroom stall, you start to look over your 50+ notifications from Derek.

He's been sending you messages all afternoon, mostly nonsense texts, with nudes interspersed between them.

11am:

Babe? Baaaaabe. Babe I miss you Come home When is work over

12pm:

Are you ignoring me? Babe I got a new robe Do you wanna see Baby

[A short video of Derek in his robe]

He starts the video making a concerned face at the camera, muttering to himself. Once he realizes it's recording, he sets it down on the bathroom counter and takes a few steps back, showing off his robe.

It's green silk with gold trim, and a gold tie around the waist. He takes a hit of his vape and does a quick 360, twirling for the camera.

"You like it?" He asks, beaming and carding a hand through his blonde curls.

He stares at the camera for a minute, seemingly waiting for a response, before snapping out of it and reaching to turn it off.

"Sorry. Just smoked a few." he mumbles, and the video ends.

1pm:

Babeeeee I need youuu Come home already Come sit on my lap

[A picture of Derek's lap]

He's still wearing the robe, and his hand is wrapped around his hard cock through the thin silk fabric. No skin is showing, but you can clearly see the familiar outline of his dick.

2pm:

Fuck If you don't come home soon I'm dying asjkdakdjha skdjhfskjdh aksjdkadjs Baby Can I send you Pics Baby asdasjdghask It misses you

[A shakily-recorded video of Derek from the waist down.]

He tugs at the golden strip of silk tied around his waist, slowly unravelling the loose knot.

Eventually it completely falls away, and his rope opens, exposing himself completely for the camera. His dick is standing at attention, twitching and leaking pre-cum down his shaft.

The video pans to his face again, and he absentmindedly gnaws at the end of his vape. Sweat drips down his forehead and he mumbles out a plea you're unable to hear with your volume off. The video ends.

2:30pm:

Baby Oh my God I can't wait Come home Looking at your old pics again Miss you so muchh Fuck work I need you

[A short close-up video of Derek's cock]

He's in bed, his animal-print bedsheets peeking through his legs as he lies back and strokes his cock. Slowly, he bucks his hips up into his hand, clearly trying not to finish just yet. You recognize this as the video from earlier, the one you opened at your desk.

2:45pm:

YOU OPENED IT BABE ARE YOU IGNORING ME BABY I'm so hard right now Please Fuck Fuck Fuck I need you to sit on me Please asajshdas hdsjdhfahd asdasjdk sljkdfls Answer Please Babyyyy

You blink at your screen, finally reaching the bottom of Derek's endless sea of messages. Fuck. You really should be angry with him, but he's so goddamn hot when he's needy.

Not that he needs to know that.

Is this what you do all day while I'm at work? Get high and play dress-up?

FUCK Babe Don't go or I'll die Please

I still have two hours of work left, Derek.

You wouldn't need to work if you'd just move in with me already <3

Your house scares me. No one should be exposed to that much animal print.

I'll buy us a new one. Just come home, pleaseee?

This bastard. He isn't going to give up, is he? You glance at the time, and bite your lip. Maybe you could make up the two hours later? Work overtime this weekend?

Babe?

I'm here. Brat.

Are you on your way over?

Yeah. I'll be home in ten.

Suddenly you feel very, very sick. Too sick to work. You explain this to your boss, who shoos you off and tells you to go home.

One thought plays over and over in your mind as you pack your things and scurry to the car...

Derek better still be wearing that slutty little robe when you see him.