#sure i'll make a tag for oc content

[hummingjay]

So I was thinking of @basil-does-arttt's Geiers finding abandoned Kasuars in destroyed or irradiated areas and here we are.

[voitier]

Before reading Blame Morpheus for your sins...

Disclaimer, infos and index!

Synopsis:

❛❛ You and jungkook had been attached by the hip since you were little toddlers learning how to live in your own bodies, which led you two to spend most (if not all) of your life together. One weird dream makes your whole view about your best friend change. How will you live with that? ❞

Contains:

[MINI-SERIES!]; friends to lovers, college au, jungkook is whipped for reader but she's oblivious to it all, descriptions of wet dreams, second-hand embarrassment, learning how to deal with new found feelings, sex and all the good stuff, HEA.

Hashtags:

You can find Blame Morpheus for your sins content under the two hashtags down below #© voitier [bmfys] (or © voitier [BMFYS]), #BMFYS!jungkookᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 and #BMFYS!jungkook asksᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Index:

01

02

03

04

05

Please check every once in a while for updates! I cannot promise to post every week, but I'll do my best to post as soon as possible!

Miscellaneous:

jungkook's dorm room floor plan

oc's mom photo album

Disclaimer:

English is not my first language, so I hope you'll excuse any mistakes I might make while writing.

Also, I'm used to writing shorter stories whose word count ranges from 500 words up to 1k. Longer chapters aren't exactly my thing, which is exactly why I take longer to write since I want to give you a piece that has at least 2k words.

I'm also aware that my writing needs improvement, both description-wise and from the storytelling point of view. I believe that dialogues are the best part of my stories, but I'm trying to improve overall to give you all a better reading experience.

Constructive criticism is always welcomed as long as you're not rude about it!

And as you probably already understood by the synopsis and table of content, this series will contain mature themes. I'll flag all the chapters containing smut, still I invite you to not read and/or engage with it if you're a minor. Please and thank you 🙏

The characters might piss you off a little, just putting this out there.

Taglist:

If you'd like to be tagged, please comment under this post, under the chapters or in my inbox. please make sure to have your age stated in your bio/pinned post or to state it in the comment (you could also send me a message if you're uncomfortable writing it on here for everyone to see).

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The members are used for visual purposes only. Nothing in my writing is real or based on real life experience.

© voitier 2025

[spread-the-influence]

AU POST...

originated from a doodle that spiraled and being brought out of the brink of being scrapped because of an among us song , SPREAD THE INFLUENCE is an au that has it all !

the influence is a parasitical virus that serves to do one thing — Spread through any means necessary . and unfortunately , our favorite ragdoll had to take the brunt of it !

it achieves this by attaching itself to its host and through an Itty Bitty Bit ( read : a Lot ) of psychological torment , they make the host compliant to infect others with the virus . there are many ways a host could make others fall to the influence , but in this case it's through emotional manipulation and good ol' butchering !

ragatha ' successfully ' infects most of the circus , but there's a tiny jester who resists it through pure lesbian rage and now she's bearing the pressure of being the only hope for things to go back to normal . pomni's totally having a very fun time

of course , the circus will eventually be freed from the virus - but we'll talk about the long and rocky journey of recovery and learning you hurt literally Everybody you cared about later !

for anything about the au's story , i hugely recommend that you read the comic !

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why is ragatha the host ? non-spoilery reason ? she's my favorite and i think she should suffer

are reposts okay ? YES ! you all are free to repost this comic in other platforms AS LONG AS YOU link this account and specify that you did not create the comic ! for any possible translators , i use the font agency fb ( chapter 1-4 ) and calisto mt ( chapter 5 beyond )

could i use / be inspired by the influence for my au ? i did not invent the concept of Computer Viruses so feel free to be inspired by it , i'm sure anyone else would've thought of this kinda thing . i allow t.i ragatha to be used for any possible crossover underverse-esque au content with credit ! for any other aus that want to use her character , drop an ask in my ask box and i'll see if i'll grant permission .

are there ships ? just pomni x ragatha

are ocs allowed ? 100% yes ! feel free to mention me , i'll be interested in what you have !

are fan content ( fan art / fics / comic dubs / etc . ) allowed ? YES ! you don't need permission . mention me if you want me to see it !

are suggestive content okay ? idc just tag it as tw suggestive or suggestive so people who are uncomfy with that won't see it

are nsfw content okay ? idc just don't put it in the main tag so minors won't stumble across it , tag appropriately , and Don't send it to me cause i'll block you

are spin-offs ( aus of this au ) okay ? it's fine as long as you make it clear i didn't create it and that it's not canon !

[writerofautumnnights]

THE UNSPOKEN CONNECTION — JOBE BELLIGHAM

☆ pairing: jobe bellingham x fem!oc 

☆ trope: age gap - language barrier - opposites attract

resume: Sarah moves to Manchester for a language exchange program, struggling with her English and hoping to find inspiration for her writing. When she unexpectedly crosses paths with Jobe, a 19-year-old football star, sparks fly—but the age gap and language barrier make things complicated.

can a connection built on misunderstandings and awkward moments turn into something real, or will their differences keep them apart?

as well as the translator, let's meet the lovebirds!

Sarah Lima ࣪⭑

👩🏽‍💻 sarah is a 27-year-old who’s navigating her twenties, still figuring out what she truly wants. She’s currently on a language exchange in the UK to improve her English and hopefully find a path that resonates with her—writing or maybe even arts. She's a bit of a dreamer, loves watching romantic comedies, and has a deep connection to her family, especially her dad. Sarah's not your typical fan, but she has a soft spot for football and knows Jobe Bellingham as the younger brother of one of the most famous players. She’s fun, energetic, and constantly curious about the world. But, deep down, she's trying to find her place.

Jobe Bellingham ⭑

⚽️ the 19-year-old football sensation, is making a name for himself at Sunderland. Known for his skills on the field and his ability to stay cool under pressure, Jobe’s also a man of mystery, keeping his private life behind closed doors. He’s a bit of a perfectionist, always pushing to be better but often battling his own insecurities. Despite his fame, he’s trying to navigate life in the shadow of his brother's success. Jobe’s charming, confident, but a little guarded when it comes to love. His heart’s not ready to settle, but maybe meeting someone like Sarah could change that.

Their worlds collide when Sarah, in a twist of fate, ends up in Sunderland. Sparks fly—though neither is sure they’re ready for what comes next. What starts as a chance encounter quickly turns into something neither of them expected, and as their relationship evolves, they’ll both have to face their insecurities and open up in ways they never thought would happen.

✧༚ ˎˊ˗ info about The Unspoken Connection !

series warnings: language, a bit of angst, awkward flirting, football fan culture, hints of romance, some miscommunication (because who doesn’t love a good misunderstanding?), mentions of social media and fandom, a touch of drama, and possibly a slow burn (just a little!). Definitely a "will they, won’t they" situation.

 inspo: this idea is inspired by the unpredictable twists life throws your way—meeting someone who feels like you’ve known them forever, but also like they’re a stranger. Add a little football obsession, quirky fandom moments, and some serious self-discovery, and you've got yourself a fun ride. Also, the song Love Language by Kehlani was a major inspiration, setting the tone for the connection between the characters!

keara’s imessage: Hey y’all! First time I’m posting about my original characters on here, I’m so excited 🤩. I promise not all the lyrics will be directly related to the plot, but I’m all about the energy and vibe—so expect that to set the tone for the story. The vibe? Some awkward moments, a little too much social media lurking, and some football player drama (you know the kind). I'll keep the humor flowing and hope you’ll enjoy the ride. I don’t have a set schedule yet, but stay tuned for more chapters and updates—let’s dive in!

This content may include some adult or sexual themes. If you're underage, please be mindful and skip this one. Thanks for understanding!

P.S.: Please excuse any mistakes in the writing, English isn't my first language. Hope it’s still fun to read!

taglist: since I don’t have a solid audience yet, let me know if you’d like to be tagged in our future fics!

dividers by @cafekitsune

pictures from pinterest and twitter

faceclaim: @/amaka.ae on ig!

THE UNSPOKEN CONNECTIONS ! ✨ smut**

1. FIRST ENCOUNTER ✅

2. LOST IN TRANSLATION ✅

3. IN THE MOMENT ✅

4. GETTING CLOSER ✅**

5. CONFUSION

coming soon!

6. SELF-REFLECTION

coming soon!

7. THE SEPARATION

coming soon!

8. THE REALIZATION

coming soon!

9. TAKING A CHANCE

coming soon!

10. HAPPY ENDING

coming soon!

last update: april 26, 2025

keara 💋

[gatheredfates]

WELCOME TO SEAFLOOR'S FFXIV ALL SAINTS WAKE GPOSE CHALLENGE!

The purpose of this challenge is simple: it's a fun excuse to do some Halloween-inspired GPOSES that will hopefully expand peoples' creativity, confidence and connections in the community! Be frightful, be fun, be quirky and esoteric!

Please use the tag #seafloor saints wake if you participate and consider joining our community!

FAQ

Is it mandatory to complete every prompt? Not in the slightest! Do as many or as few as you like; double up on prompts or do sixteen MAGIC SPELLS for all I mind! This is about you guys having fun. The challenge exists for people who like that kind of thing, but the prompts are meant to be fun and accessible.

Is the use of mods/shades/tools okay? Yes, of course! Whilst there'll be bonus kudos points if you structure a costume or scene using in game items/means, there's no penalty for going beyond it.

What about NSFW (gore, sexual or otherwise)? Use common sense and appropriate tags as necessary, especially for common fears and phobias. I obviously cannot control what Tumblr sees as being too much, but the general rules for SEAFLOOR apply where possible. Additionally, the prompts don't have to be scary or sexual at all! If you want to pose your OC as a Disney Princess seven times in a row, you can absolutely do that.

Where do I post works? Hopefully your Tumblr blog, silly, but you can also reblog them to the SEAFLOOR Tumblr Community or join us on Discord! If someone posts their work in either of those spaces, consider reacting with a piece of candy! 🍬 It's a fun, easy affirmation if you're not to sure how to tell them you like their work otherwise.

I've got no one to pose with for the couple's cosplay! NPC's are fine, or you can reach out and ask if anyone else participating in the challenge is willing to lend their oc. Always consent check the content/pose first before posting it publicly, but you can use this as an excuse to pose with people you might not have before.

Is there a prize? SEAFLOOR Discord members get a fancy, cosmetic role! Otherwise, no. Maybe I'll make up some candy and distribute it around Halloween, or we can all dress up and get together closer to the date. I'll keep you posted!

Anything else? If I think of it, I'll post it here!

[ohnogizm0]

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[12amintoronto]

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ... omar marmoush x reader 📰🤎

"some things just make sense... and one of those is you and i." - hayley williams

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wc: 2.4k

synopsis: while embarking on your career as a journalist, you are arranged to interview omar marmoush - the boy who was your first love years ago, now a rising football star. even after years apart, feelings still lingering about, you know... and he knows... this is what's meant to be.

contents: fluff, sfw, female journalist reader, other journalist oc who is your bff, flirting, reunited with the first boyfriend you ever had awww, omar's charm is out of this world!!

notes: this is 2 requests turned 1 fic 🩵🩵 this was so adorable to write i hope you guys like 🥹 tagged: @football-lovergirl

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you were an absolute natural at your job, but there was a particular element about your next mission that had you feeling all sorts.

you paced about your room, phone in hand, the night before you were about to be faced with one of the people who was the main reason for one of the sweetest times in your life.

"y/n... this is huge! just breathe... compose yourself..." your fellow journalist friend, diana, reassured to you over the facetime call that you shared with her.

years ago as you attended university in germany as you'd been accepted into the journalism program you'd had your eyes on for a good bit...

had university also brought to you plans aside from schoolwork, but for a taste of love which you had first been fed when you were doing fieldwork alongside wolfsburg ii.

there at that football club, was an egyptian boy that you'd caught glances from as you sat on the sidelines jotting in your memo book. the glances started out as from time... to frequent... to a calibre where coach would have to snap at omar to stay focused during training, which you found increasingly cute.

it turned into something sweet. the hearts and arrows with "omar + y/n" written faintly in the margins of your memo book became a reality.

it was with that boy from wolfsburg ii you shared your first kiss with... your first date with... a myriad of joyful and emotional moments as one would have with their first love.

but after nearly a year, home called you back... and the demand of omar's football career began to grow. "maybe this was just to see what love's like," you thought to yourself the first few nights after being away from him. you both went on about your respective lives—it wasn't a bad breakup like you'd seen your friends go through... which you were so grateful for, and are.

and now, you were going to see him again—as you'd been blessed the opportunity to interview that same 18 year old egyptian boy... now a 26 year old man. omar marmoush... who now plays for one of the biggest clubs in all of european football, manchester city.

"hellooo? you still there y/n?" diana's voice sounded over the phone.

you snapped out of the reverie, shaking your head. "yeah—i was just thinking...

...yeah. i'm... i'll be ready. this will go nicely."

"oh i'm sure it will. i was there with you when you got word that you'd be interviewing him. you were all blushy~" diana teased.

"oh stop~" you said, the sarcasm quite evident.

you didn't want the teasing to stop. the thoughts of possibilities between you and your first ever love years after it had been.

it had been once. and you sat in wonder, in bouts for those years after deciding to live your respective lives on one's own to keep up with the demands of academia and football. "could we try again?" was a question that had never gone away.

you always managed to brush it off because you were focused on your grind in academics as was he in football... seemingly.

"this is going to be such a beautiful reunion, y/n." diana continued. "i can already hear omar and his voice going on about how 'you're all grown up.'"

you sat on the edge of the bed and sighed contentedly as she said that... smiling as you looking out to the skyline from your room, the city lights contrasting the near black sky calming. it radiated hope in a way.

diana chimed again. "i'm rooting for you, babes. get some sleep for tomorrow's interview, okay? i'll pick you up."

you smiled. classic diana, bearing burdens of her loved ones.

"love you, di," you sighed.

"love you, babes. see ya~"

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that next evening after an ecstatic city win, it was time you had come face to face with that boy, now the all-grown-up international who had scored a hattrick in a span of just fourteen minutes versus newcastle. you were in awe yourself as you watched from the box way up with diana - who shook you gently by the shoulders from time - "oooh, someone's gonna be all prideful when he's coming off the pitch."

it was like that, in a way. omar - cocky, yet still so humble about it. walking with gratitude as he carried the match ball underneath one arm as he went to hug his teammates and staff postmatch.

it was the same "proud of myself" sort of smirk that you could always remember him giving when he'd achieved just about anything.

but his entire expression faded into something softer as he was coming through the tunnel and into the very area where you stood, mic in hand in front of that backdrop that all postgame interviews occur in front of.

"it's... her." omar whispered to himself, quiet enough he could barely even hear himself over the clamour surrounding as he approached you, even his walk becoming humbler.

it was a sweet greeting omar gave you... the kind kiss on each cheek that one would greet a loved one from family with, and you could both tell from each other's tender smiles shared that there was so much you guys wanted to talk about and catch up on that had little to nothing to do with the match that had just wrapped up.

though you both stood on business - as you stood in front of that backdrop, mic in hand... you readied yourself to speak for the masses on that camera, as did he. you skimmed your interview questions just once more in your mind before all had gone live.

and there was diana off-camera working the rest of the medias, right in front of you and omar. giggling... making a heart with her hand that she could hold up to her eye to keep you two within the frame of the shape her hands curved into.

you tensed and felt your cheeks tinge with heat and blush. in your peripheral vision, you could see omar. noticing your colleague's teasing. he smiled to himself and looked down... giving a silent chuckle.

and then he looked at you, his gaze still soft. giving a kind and gentle nod - one that let you know he was ready to speak. ready for the cameras to get rolling.

you were done for - it was for certain you couldn't live down the remnants of your subtle, rarely-surfacing, yet steadfast crush on your first ever boyfriend, omar marmoush.

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"gosh, the whole world must think i'm a fool. i must be so rosy right now." you thought to yourself in your head after that hell of an interview.

well, it had gone nicely, looking at it from an outsider's perspective. you asked all the right questions, and omar gave all the right answers, singing his praises to all the positive forces that he knew accoladed to this brilliant hattrick in his professional career. his confidence mixed with humility was moving...

...and your elegance was unmatched. not like you were sure of it at first due to how many feelings you have been feeling inside and still are, but as soon as the cameras cut after that one exceptional take of an interview, diana came to you, with the most excited grin on her face, nudging you teasingly...

"you did beautifully, girl. gonna go take care of some more media stuff around... text me when you're ready to head back home. i got you." diana reassured, hugging you quickly though affectionately before she scurried off, giving an exaggerated wink to you.

you found it hard to believe her... for as you were interviewing omar, you were unable to read your own demeanor. for the heart hands she was giving and the pouts she gave you whenever omar shot that charming smile right your way... you weren't so sure you were that composed during the interview.

"agh- sorry about my friend! she's... just being silly. i love her though..." you sighed. omar stepped closer to you, facing you, the smile on his face bigger and sweeter than ever.

"awh, she just cares about you..." omar started.

"...wow. y/n. it's really you. is it?"

"i am thinking the same thing you are, omar..." you sighed.

your eyes met omar's... like... for good, this time. not locked into an interview... but just naturally sharing eye contact. it made you feel warm inside. those dark brown eyes that shone when he was thinking of or looking at something... or more so someone he loves was bringing back memories of teenage you. teenage you two.

he held that awestruck gaze upon you for a second longer, but it broke just as you were about to speak.

"whewwww!! marmoushhh..." city's famous striker none other than erling haaland, chimed in as he walked past, in the direction of the club dressing room, accompanied by winger savinho who whistled at the sight of you two. "shooters shoot, marmoush..!"

and both you and omar were left with your lips parted, in quite a bit of disbelief...

...could that mean there's something you don't know? something you don't know about omar's feelings... could they be there..?

the way he sighed softly, almost adorable - no, very adorable... let you know something.

"ahhhh... sorry. well... i guess it may make you feel better than you aren't the only one being teased by the ones you work with~" omar said, clearly a little more humbled.

"but wow..." he continued.

"you...

...you've blossomed, y/n."

"omarrr... look at you! from second division wolfsburg... to here. man city. you're a star."

he laughed softly, giving you that up-down look that made you blush even more than you already were.

"it's been so long." you sighed.

"it has... i just- wow..." he murmured, in such disbelief.

you could notice a twinkle in his eyes. not like he even had to mention it... because to omar... you are beautiful. he couldn't believe it. you, his first girlfriend... now interviewing him as he's a player for one of the most well known first tier clubs in all of the lands. he still saw the same sweet girl who was always jotting her fieldnotes at his training sessions...

...only now was he graced the moment in time to take in you now.

not just a... but the beautiful young woman doing journalism, who he only has fond memories of from when you two hung out while living life in germany.

you were taken by surprise as you felt a touch at your hand... his large fingers delicately clasping your hand into his hold. his look was full of sincerity.

"we have so much to catch each other up on, y/n." omar confessed. "just... let me know the day that works best for you."

were the sparks really flying again?

the familiar butterflies flitting about in your stomach gave you that inner feeling of deja vu. you'd been here before. not physically here relative to the etihad... but you'd been here, given this feeling by omar from something he's said that made your heart skip a beat.

"i'd... really like that, omar." you agreed, not even needing to think twice about it. "i'm not on the same number that i was while in germany years back, of course... but i've got you~"

you unclasped your purse that was slung over your shoulder, and reached and felt just what you were looking for. you always kept just a few of your business cards on hand... though just as you looked up with the card in hand... omar's hands were busy.

his match ball on the ground, him slipping out of his postmatch jacket... hands tugging at his jersey which he slipped with ease over his head, off of his body. his eyes caught onto your business card as he was about to hand his matchworn jersey to you. your gazes met one another's again, eliciting a giggle from both of you.

"hehe, for me?" you blushed, eyes darting between omar's charming expression and his match jersey in hand, outstretched for you to take... which you did. and he smiled, as he used that same hand that once help his jersey out to you to take the business card gently from your fingers, in between his own... examining it with a smile before his eyes met yours again.

"all for you, dear. and thank you for this~" omar said, holding onto your business card with your contact inscribed in it as if it was something precious...

...for it was. a reminder that the first girl he'd ever fallen in love with had come this far in life. and all that he felt for you was beginning to resurface just like that... as it was for you... and boy, at this point was it difficult for both you and omar to hide.

"y/n... it's so lovely to see you again, you know that?"

"it is, omar. life's so cool like that, eh? we're just, i don't know... here! face to face, after all this time." you agreed with a smile.

his smile was so charming that the feeling of having to look away before you turned completely beet red had come over you for the first time in a long time.

"yes y/n... and after all this time, we're going to be seeing so much more of each other...

...i promise you."

as if anyone around could actually see it, but you were certain that your heart was warmed like nothing else in the world had ever done to you after omar avowed that to you.

he still looked at you like you were the only girl that was to ever exist. right there, post interview at the etihad, one day after seven years of not having seen each other.

this moment let you know, as you and omar kept up that innocent gaze for one another...

...nothing's changed.

that subtle, rarely-surfacing, yet steadfast crush that you brushed off as silly was not so silly anymore... for it was not only a certainty you had about him... but him, for you.

after all this time... he's still into you... as are you.

[the-terror-rarepair-month]

Did you miss Rarepair Week last year? Well, I @p0rchc0ll4ps3 and @theremustbeabear bring you Rarepair Month 2025, which is basically the same as a weeklong fest but monthlong instead! Hoping to encourage more fics, longer fics, more art, etc!

This is an all-fanworks-invited month to celebrate Terror ships with under 50 tagged fics on Ao3 as of February the 1st, 2025! This year's theme is "The Way It Goes, Goes Differently with Each Cycle of the Sun."

This is an 18+ event! All participants must be 18+ to participate. No exceptions!

Starting on February 1st, 2025 you can post your fics to the Ao3 Collection HERE or your fanworks to Tumblr or Twitter or whatever Social Media with the tag #trpm25 (but I'll only be able to reblog the Tumblr ones). (also idgaf if you make anything beforehand so long as it's posted after February 1st).

Join our general Terror Discord HERE! We have a channel for the event.

Additionally, feel free to request pairings through this Google Forms link HERE (one request per submission; please don't request the same pair more than once per person. everyone can see you. we'll shame you). This form sends responses to a Google Sheets HERE. Feel free to check the out the stats for the requested pairings (there's a chart on the far right, scroll right)! Please ignore the animals (you'll know when you see them on the sheet), they're load-bearing and I'm afraid things will break if I remove them.

FAQ:

Are you affiliated with Terror Rarepair Week of Years past? --Nope! Just excited to take on the mantle. (And I did check if I was allowed to take it up before starting this!)

What counts as a rarepair? --The pair (or more) must have less than 50 tagged works under the Terror (2018) tag on Ao3 as of February 1, 2025. The pairing MUST BE the main part of the fanwork.

What counts as a ship? --Two or more characters get together. Throuples and beyond count!

Can the ship be platonic? --Absolutely! Both Romantic (/) and Platonic (&) ship pairings are allowed.

Is there a word limit? --Nope! However little or much as you like. We do challenge you to write 1k or more, however!

Can I do art? --Absolutely, MOST welcome. Any type of fanwork is acceptable!!

Must I follow the prompts? --Nope! Prompts are just there to inspire you. Any part of the prompt [Location (sub-location); 3 different options provided] is allowed to be used!

Does it have to be during canon? --Nope! Post-canon, during-canon, AU, anything goes!

Can I mix this with other events? --Absolutely! You can mix this with any other event co-occurring during the month of February so long as that event allows mixing as well.

Can I do OC x Canon; or Crossover x Canon? --Preferably not! I'd like to keep the fanworks to within the general Terror pool.

Can I do RPF of the actors? Or RPF of the real people the show was based off? --Sure, why not. Go for it. It's within the general Terror pool!

Can I submit throuples (3 in a ship) to the request form? --Absolutely! Anything from 2 or more counts. Poly is totally cool!

Is the form required to be filled out? --Nope! You can do whatever you want forever; the form just gives everyone an idea of what's going on.

Can I submit NSFW to the request form? --Yep! But remember, all the prompts will be in one place; there's no separation of SFW and NSFW, and there's no content warnings. Your prompts will be public!

My ship is already on the request form! --Submit whatever your heart desires. The form and its subsequent chart helps track how popular a desired rarepair may be!!

I can only submit one ship to the request form! --You can fill the form out multiple times; but only 1 pairing per submission per person! PLEASE don't submit a ship more than once per person, that's cheating, and we'll hunt you down for it.

Must I follow / pick only from the requests form? --Nope! The requests form is just there for fun to give you an idea of what ships people have been thinking of / a fun challenge if you want to try something different! You're not assigned anything.

Okay that's all, enjoy!

Prompt transcription below the cut.

Week 1 (Jan. 31–Feb. 6): KING WILLIAM ISLAND (On the Shale) Won't Be Coming Home — Wish You Were Here — It All Goes Dark

Week 2 (Feb. 7–Feb. 13): HMS TERROR & EREBUS (In the Water) Shared Interests — Stolen Glances — Fate

Week 3 (Feb. 14–Feb. 20): CARNIVALE (On the Ice) Rescue — Finding You Again — Home

Week 4 (Feb. 21–Feb. 28) LONDON (In Our Dreams) Can't Sleep — Seeking Warmth — The Sky Alight

[laiinsf]

okieee decided to flesh out my OC since i've got a few comics in the works that involve her quite a bit lol

if this stuff doesn't interest you feel free to skip :D for now, here's what i got

-i like to think she came to twst with no memory whatsoever, no name, no age, nada

-she caught on pretty quickly that NRC is an all-boy's school, so she confides in crowley early on that she's not a guy and what to do... his solution? wear a baggy uniform and man up lol

-crowley and the staff are the only ones who know she is a lady, they help when they can to keep the facade up (i grew up with mulan, she's the man, coffee prince, hana-kimi, etc... so i love this trope lol)

-the staff ofc treat her the same as the boys, but i like to think trein has a softer side for her... whereas vargas pushes her the hardest BECAUSE she is a girl (he wants her to be able to defend herself should her secret be revealed, but yuu doesn't know this so it causes complications/miscommunications at first)

-ace and deuce are the first to find out her secret in the silliest way possible (i'll make a comic on it soon, trust) throughout the books, the first years find out as well!! i'm not sure yet if i'd like the 2nd and 3rd years to find out, but if we're goin by canon stuff, they'd def find out early

-if i do go with the 2nd and 3rd years finding out, i have ideas where there are times they gotta dress her up (schemes and what not idk it's NRC lol) and it leads to the NRC/RNA npc's thinking "he's" got a girl doppelganger lmao

-she is VERY accident prone, lack of magic and being in an all-boy's school full of alpha wannabe guys will do that to ya

-she has no memory of her past, but there are times certain smells, tastes, actions, etc... feel so familiar. Slowly, her dreams start to reveal her life before NRC, unfortunately she can't recall the events after she wakes up... this leaves her never feeling well rested

anyways, i got more but it'll be saved for future comics! if this is something that interests you, i'll be tagging this content under /yuustheman :) thanks for reading!! template is from @unfinished-projects-galore

[thedeerman]

Spam blogs in the Hazbin tags

I posted about this once before and it seemed a bunch of people had gotten similar messages, so I'm compiling a list of the AI art scam blogs that I’ve come across so far. (Details below- Full list at the bottom of the post)

So the scam goes like this: The blog follows you. Shortly after, (sometimes a few minutes, sometimes a few days) they will send you a generic greeting, ask how you're doing, etc. They'll sometimes ask about favorite characters and OCs as well. They then ask if you'd like to see some of their art (which is generally AI made), and afterwards will offer to make you something. Whether they actually deliver on this 'art' or not I have no clue, but when you tell them you don't want a $40 commission, they start asking things like "Why? Is it the money? When do you get paid next?"

It goes the same every time and there are several repeated names in the blog urls. Whoever this is is very bad at scamming, however, and I honestly originally thought they were a bot. Either way, looks like they don't like lizards...

(RUDE)

Anyway, these blogs are extremely easy to pick out once you've seen them, they're practically all the same. They'll all be very recently made and have no content other than 5-20ish reblogs from Hazbin and Helluva tags. They also sometimes post AI art with big 'PREVIEW' bars across it and these blogs then share and compliment each other's AI art (seriously, how do they find the time??)

If this has happened to you and they aren't on here, please feel free to reblog with the url or send me a message (I'll add the blog to the main list once I take a look and make sure it's not just someone being a jerk and handing over a real person's url)

And whoever you are that’s doing this, please do us all a favor. GET A LIFE AND STOP TRYING TO SELL AI IMAGES GO TAKE SOME TIME TO PRACTICE ACTUAL ART INSTEAD OF WASTING YOUR LIFE BEING A JERK

scuse my rudeness there, anyway:

The List

artistloona

Avadaisy

brooklynsage

calantheee

Cameron198

Daisythomasworld

daisythomasart

Danijohnsworld

Dannyarts01

davidmillers-stuff

Eliastonny

freyaartss

Harrison2020

Innercherryblossomvoid

Jacksonharper90

janniferjenn

jennyheather89

jessicanicole0

Kimberleyk

leahmartin2

leahmartin8

lilliebanson

lillyebanson

Loonaartist

Lourasarts

Lunajames251000

Melinack

Mia-artss

Miraxmichael98

moxxiedollsstuff

Nyraozzy

Nyraozzyofficial

Oliviasaysblog

ozzynyra

Quinnart78612

Spookyyouthtriumph

stelliaarts-world

victormayor

wisehelluvalove

Please, if you get messages from these blogs, report them as spam!!

[writersdrug]

writersdrug

Welcome to my blog!

I'm Jane :) She/They, overworked, and a writer on the side. My favorite color is midnight blue, my favorite food is Aloo Gobi, and I have a beautiful gorgeous girl named Starr 🌟 Catch me listening to Hozier and old Mr. Suicide Sheep playlists, jotting down my next written work and sipping on lime water. How busy I am and how often I post varies on my schedule, so please be patient if I haven't updated in a while. I'm most likely catching up on sleep or working!

I mostly write for Call of Duty (I say mostly because I'm open to other fandoms, but I have yet to explore). I write SFW< NSFW, light, and dark content, so please make sure to block the tag "Dead Dove Do Not Eat" if you wish to skip my darker works.

My Works

Call of Duty

König Masterlist Simon "Ghost" Riley Masterlist

General COD Works

Comforting You During a Rough Academic Period Comforting You During Your Period "You're Being... Detained" (Phillip Graves x Reader)

Want to see general COD word vomit? Check out my tag cod blurbs!

Want to see more COD content? Drop requests here!

// All work and OC's are fictional. All rights reserved to the Call of Duty franchise. I do not own the characters portrayed in these stories. //

Things I will NOT write:

Scat or waterworks

Food play

Beastiality (monster fucking excluded)

Anal

This list may potentially get longer. If you don't see something here, feel free to ask me about it, but keep in mind it might be something I'm not willing to do, and will therefore be added to this list.

// Just because something is on this list does not mean that this blog will not contain reblogs of this kind of content. By continuing to read my blog you are agreeing that you are responsible for the media you consume. //

FOR ALL WORKS: Headers and dividers credited to @the-aesthetics-shop // MDNI strips and lines credited to @inklore

If I use a photo and cannot find the original artist (since Pinterest is full of reposts where they sometimes don't credit the original creator), please know that none of the art I use is mine. Please message me if you find the OC for an image I use and I'll credit them.

[lovelizards]

Lizard's Whump Blog Masterlist

I am an adult lizard, and I write stories and draw things. 

Please call me Lizard, I use she/her pronouns, and I have a lot of anxieties. 

I'm not very good at socialising, so I haven’t introduced myself before, but here you’ll find links to all of my ongoing whump storylines to make it easy for you to get right into it. 

I mostly write medieval fantasy whump, with defiant whumpees and lesbians/queer folk. I do sketches to go with each story. I dabble in nsfwhump, but I always tag very thoroughly to try and make sure everyone is well warned in advance.

I tag asks and non-story text posts in #lovelizard tag, so if you dont like seeing them you know how to remove them.

Each of my story posts has a ‘Previous’ and ’Next’ link at the bottom so you can easily navigate them chronologically. I will link the first post of each story here for you to start out.

If you'd like to be added to any tag lists, please let me know.

Sometimes I draw non-whump things, and sometimes I'll open art requests for your OCs. I also have plans to do free YCH art raffles and things like that in the future.

I'm always happy to answer any questions you might have. Thank you for reading and enjoying my works, and thank you for welcoming me warmly into the whump community!

｡ﾟ*･WHUMP STORYLINES *･｡ﾟ

Waiting For You

This story is about Iska, an angry and abrasive young mage who is captured, tortured, and experimented on - and Meres, the weak-willed right-hand man of the whumper - who must work together to escape their situations, and search for freedom and happiness together.

Start Reading Here

A Long Way Home

This story focuses on Opal, a gentle dwarf woman, who is kidnapped to be sold on the non-human market, and her struggles and suffering as she desperately tries to return home.

Start Reading Here

Here In The Garden

This story is about Ariadne, a faerie who unfortunately gets captured and imprisoned by a cruel human whose intent is to breed faeries like pets.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains noncon and nsfwhump themes

Start Reading Here

Fate's Bitter Song

This story is about Piper, the half-elf advisor to a queen who was violently deposed by a coup on the same night she was crowned. She sacrifices herself so that the queen can escape and ends up in the cruel grasp of a man who will do anything to her to get what he wants.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains graphic noncon and nsfwhump themes

Start Reading Here

The Devil's Darling

This story centers around Petr - a he/him lesbian working in the underground world of violence and lust - and Juliette, the femme he works for and a woman who is unpredictable, sadistic, and who loves drugging him.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains dubcon, noncon, and nsfw themes

Start Reading Here

Learn to Love Again

This story is about Athena, a winged woman who was held captive in a tower for most of her existence, and Locke, the butch lesbian who rescued her, travelling together and learning how to live and love.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains graphic noncon and nsfwhump themes

Start Reading here

｡ﾟ*･ STORIES ON HIATUS *･｡ﾟ

Forlorn as the Flowers (Hiatus)

This story focuses on Lady Iris, a young noblewoman and daughter of a baron and Mabel, her closest friend, the daughter of a knight. Iris' father is in heavy debt to the son of the ruling lord, and he makes both of their lives hell while they just try to survive. 

Start Reading Here

Witch Breaker (Hiatus)

This story is set in the early 1600s witch trials, and uses era-accurate dialogue (lots of thee's and thou's). It is a brutal tale of Abigail, who is accused of being a witch, and her trials as she suffers at the hands of someone called 'The Witch Breaker'.

CONTENT WARNING: This story will eventually contain graphic noncon and nsfwhump themes

Start Reading Here

Gone Rogue (Hiatus)

This story is about Whynne, who gets caught and separated from her adventuring party, and then used as bait to lure them all to their doom and captivity, serving under an evil deity-like being.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains noncon and nsfwhump themes

Start Reading Here

[scribbledswans]

hi im Sorbet/Soleil

you may call me swan. he / it / any neopronouns. I am 19 years old.

This is actually an alt account, i wanted to be cringe without it being personally tied to me. If you recognize the art style, don't say anything okay :3

I'm just going to be posting mostly oc x canon / canon x reader here, to feed the underfed and also feed myself since there is not nearly enough reader/canon interactions that suit my tastes anywhere.

art tag: #soleil scribbles writing tag: #soleil drabbles random/other: #soleil rambles

!! Requests are OPEN, but will be SLOW !! !! Requests are NOT first come, first served !! ★ request info under the cut ★

I WILL NOT CREATE CONTENT INVOLVING:

Romantic or explicit (Gore or otherwise) interactions with characters established to be minors

NSFW and Non-Con

Genuine Gore. Im squeamish sorry

Romanticized Yandere. I'll write yandere, but I'll make it very clear and up front that it's a toxic dynamic.

I WILL CREATE CONTENT INVOLVING:

Fluff, Angst and SUGGESTIVE (not NSFW) interactions with adults!

Romantic, platonic, poly and Queerplatonic relationships :D

OC's!! It may take me a while to get to it tho

Canon x Canon

Blood, Bruises, Cuts, ETC

Please dont be afraid to request something extremely specific, i'm more than happy to try :] Be sure to specify the type of content youre requesting me to make though!! [Oneshot, Headcanons, or Doodles] CURRENT REQUESTS IN QUEUE:

Captain trotter x Merfolk/siren reader Griefer x Ascended!Player

Noob x ENA!reader John doe x reader Guest 1337 x Computer Reader (killer) 007n7 x Reader (3x) Various x Cryptid Reader Shedletsky x Reader John & Jane doe x Chance

[dandysworldhcs]

i feel like there are some Twisteds that are smarter than the others (not necessarily more conscious, just more intelligent, i'll get to this later)

basically this is just to account for those with higher attention spans, since they can probably actually think about how their target would try to escape and act accordingly

and the higher the attention span, the smarter the Twisted is– T. Ginger is a good example of this, having such a BS high attention span of 10 or so seconds, which could mean that she's the best at figuring out where a Toon disappears to; on the flip side, T. Toodles probably just about instantly forgets about what she's doing because she has practically no object permanence

this could have some correlation with a Twisted's consciousness, just not necessarily; my reason for saying this is that T. Dandy and T. Glisten, being canonically the "most conscious" Twisteds, have attention span stats of 4 and 5.5 (Extremely High) respectively, but there are other "regular" Twisteds with similar attention spans (namely T. Astro and T. Coal, who sit at 4 and 5 respectively)

just wanted to ramble about that stuff... idk i have an OC i've been working on and thinking about stats makes my brain go brrrr

(btw, could i be opossum anon? i'm also the one who submitted the hcs about bobette-gigi beef and stress fractures... there were others but they were so long ago i can't remember them lol)

opossum anon you sure can be! i probably wont be able to find the other asks you've sent in, but from here on your tag will exist!!!

also..ooh! very very interesting.. i never really thought of a good explanation for why twisteds kept attention for a certain amount of time (i just joke around and blame short form content), but this is a nice way of thinking about it!

i wonder how stealth might come in to play, because from experience of playing, stealth seems to have an effect on a twisted's attention span. (ive gotten spotted in a particular spot while playing as both astro and glisten, and hid behind the same island. with astro, the twisted lost aggro almost immediately, but with glisten i had fo wait a bit)

Sorry about the huge yap lol, just shows i enjoy your hc!

[mothinabottle]

Just mentioning it to clear some stuff

Whenever I make a pixel art in rblx, I DO NOT put the name of the character and the process is mostly done in a private server to avoid ppl asking too many questions.

Names like Kylar, Sydney or Whitney are VERY recognizable, so I instead put a random title like Kylar's "Unknown" named piece or "Double faced" for Sydney.

In case someone asks about it in the times I am working on it in a public server, I DO NOT say the game's name and I only answer saying it's an OC.

In case you do things similar to me, PLEASE do not put the character's name nor disclose the game's name. No one there will know who the character is unless you tell them or put a hint in the title, which you should NOT do.

Since it's a small game and people just say 'Ohh, pretty art. Like.', there are not many problems. Only one has asked about it, and I've answered as I said above.

Now, why am I bringing this up?

Because there is an username in TikTok tagging, mentioning the character's game and leading SEVERAL minors to discover it.

I am not joking. It IS tagged

I've found out about this on twitter. And they are DOUBLING DOWN on it mentioning there's worse stuff on tiktok (which there is. But you are not making it better by adding to it)

There are comments from minors saying they enjoy the game, and it's really freaking me out.

Sure, tiktok is not solely a place for minors. But the sole fact that minors have already COMMENTED in those videos and YOU are aware that they recognize the game + actively ask about it in the comments is the problem. (That without mentioning that the username laughed about it and then said something like 'Ughh, fine. I'll put a +18 warning. Does that make it right?' BRO, YOU DIDNT EVEN PUT IT BEFORE??)

Even if it's SFW content, it still comes from a RAPE GAME. PLEASE DON'T MENTION THE NAME OF THE GAME IN SPACES WHERE YOU CAN'T CONTROL YOUR AUDIENCE.

[imbaebi]

“You've never given me any reason not to.”

ִֶָ࣪☾. L.Mh x femoc —

tags: angst, coldhusband!minho, caringwife!oc, arranged marriage,

warnings: suggestive content(not graphic, no smut),

wc / cc: 3.7k / 20.9k

Synopsis —---

    Minho and Jinsoo are in an arranged marriage and have been for a month. She thought the man she was going to marry was sweet but it seems that was all a show for their parents. Jinsoo and Minho met one week before their wedding—crazy, right? So she didn't know what to expect of the man, but out of all she was expecting she hadn't expected Minho to be a cold man..

—-- ⪩⪨⪩⪨

    Minho was currently working in the home office. Even though she was in an arranged marriage, she still cared about Minho. she couldn't say the same for him though... The  door was opened but she still knocked, making her presence known.

    “Go away, Lee Jinsoo.” he said coldy without glancing at her.

    Ouch, the full name. She winced.

“..I was just checking to see if you were hungry.”

    Minho continued to work on his computer without a glance at her. Gosh this was miserable..

    “I'm not hungry. Go away.”

    His words were cold as if he couldn't care any less that she was still standing by the door. It stung a bit but she was used to it after a month of marriage. That didn't stop her from being nice and trying to take care of him though. He hadn't eaten anything today, she knew that. It wasn't healthy how much he was working with barely any sleep or food. Was it really that important that you put it over your own health. ...and wife?

    “Are you sure? I could cook you something real quick... I don't mind.” She tried putting effort into this marriage but it seemed he didn't care. It hurt.. but that's life, right?

    Minho sighed and finally turned to look at her.

    “I said I'm not hungry. Can't you understand English?? Or do I have  to repeat it again?”

    His eyes cold as he looked at her. This wasn't the same man that she met with her parents, he looked annoyed with seeing her.

    The hurt was evident in her eyes as she flinched at the coldness of his words. She was just trying to make sure he took care of himself, was that such a wrong thing to do? Tears pricked in her eyes, damnit not now.. She looked away so he wouldn't notice her teary eyes..

    “Sorry... I'll...I'll go now.” She said as she turned to leave.

    Minho watched as she turned away from him, a pang of unfamiliar guilt hit him when he saw the hurt look in her eyes.. But he quickly pushed it away. He can't get soft. It's been just a month since they were married, he can't ruin his reputation just after that.

    “Wait.” Minho spoke up as she was about to leave the room, he couldn't stop himself.

    His voice was still cold and emotionless but there was at least an hint of something in his voice. She paused and blinked back her tears before turning back to him..

    “Y-yeah?”

    she tried to keep her voice steady.. Minho's eyes scanned over her again, his gaze unwavering and emotionless. The guilt and whatever emotion he felt earlier was gone, replaced by his usual cold demeanor. He let out a sigh, his voice still devoid of any emotion.

    “Come here.” He commanded gruffly, gesturing for her to approach him.

    Jinsoo hesitated. he was mad at her wasn't he? she knew he would never hit her but..

    she swallowed before she approached him.

    Minho watched Jinsoo as she approached him, his eyes studying her intently. When she was within reach of him, he grasped her wrist and pulled her closer to him, so that she was standing in between his spread legs. He leaned back in his chair, his grip on her wrist still firm, his face impassive as always.

    “You look like you've been crying.” He stated coldly.

    She swallowed again. She didn't even get the chance to cry properly yet.

    “I haven't..” Jinsoo answered without making eye contact.

    Minho's grip on her wrist tightened slightly as he heard her half truth. He was clearly not satisfied with her answer, that was evident in the disapproving frown on his face. He moved his other hand to her chin and forced her to look up at him.

    “Don't lie to me.” He said sternly, his voice cold as usual, but there was something else in his eyes. Something that was unreadable.

    Her lip quivered. She felt the tears wanting to escape again. No, not now, not again... She didn't answer as she focused on not crying in front of him.

    Minho noticed her quivering lip and the tears brimming in her eyes. The small show of emotions made his chest tighten but he quickly brushed it off. He won't be swayed by her tears, he has a reputation to keep up.

    “Why are you on the verge of tears?”

    He asked, his tone cold and hard. He still had a firm hold on her chin, forcing her to look up at his face, the usual impassive expression was there but the usual indifference was gone, replaced by something else.

    She was overwhelmed. She couldn't handle her emotions that have been bottled up for awhile. The tears brimmed over, she didn't have a clue why she was crying anyway.

    “I-i don't know...”

    She wiped her tears furiously as more started to fall. Gosh damnit. She was so pathetic and soft, she hated that part of herself.

    Minho frowned as he sees her tears fall down her cheeks. He expected Jinsoo to cry since she were so emotional and clingy but he didn't expect himself to feel the way he does. The pain in his chest grew as her tears continue to fall, and he doesn't even know why, it wasn't like this was the first time he saw her cry. He watched as Jinsoo wiped her tears furiously, his expression turning softer than usual.

    “Stop crying, you look pathetic.” He said, but there was no bite to his words. It was almost... gentle.

    “I-I can't...”

    She tried to, really but her body and emotions wouldn't comply. I guess weeks of bottled up emotions could really take a toll on someone.. This was embarrassing, why couldn't she just stop?

    Minho cursed silently as he watched more tears fall from her eyes. Seeing Jinsoo so vulnerable and upset was messing with his mind and he didn't like it. He didn't want to feel this way. He let out a frustrated sigh and let go of her chin, moving his hand to her hair and pushing her head so that her forehead was resting on his shoulder. He was clearly a bit uncomfortable but...he didn't push her away.

    “Stop crying. It's annoying.” He said again, his voice soft this time.

    She did manage to stop her tears from falling after a few minutes. Why was he so mean to her? She stood up straight and took a couple steps back.

    “Sorry..”

    She apologized for letting her emotions get the better of her. She didn't mean to start that whole scene.

    Minho watched Jinsoo compose herself and when she stood up straight, he took his hands away from her. She took a couple steps back. The unfamiliar feeling in his chest still nagged at him but he pushed it away angrily. He shouldn't be feeling like this over her.

    “You really are emotional, aren't you?” He said gruffly, his usual cold and emotionless tone back in his voice. But there was no bite to his words, he almost sounded... tired.

    Jinsoo didn't answer. Her lip twitched, she noticed the difference in his tone..

    Minho's eyes studied her again, watching her for a moment before letting out a sigh. He couldn't handle this..whatever this feeling was. He stood up from his chair and closed the small gap between him and Jinsoo in two steps. He grasped her chin, forcing her to lift her head and look at him. His cold eyes fixated on her face, studying her expression but he didn't say anything. He just stared at her like he was searching for something.

    Her cheeks turned a one shade pinker. She hadn't expected him to be so close to her. Jinsoo quickly got herself together, why was he staring at her like that..?

    Minho's eyes scanned over her face, from her eyes to her nose, to her lips. It was almost like he was trying to memorize every single feature of her face. His hold on her chin tightens slightly as he leaned closer to her, so that there's only a few inches of space between them both. He's so close that she could feel his breath on her face. He lets out another sigh before he spoke.

    “Why do I feel like this when I'm around you?” He muttered lowly.

    It sounded almost like he was asking himself instead of her. But feel like what? This was different..

    Minho seemed lost in thought, his eyes were still fixed on Jinsoo, as if he's trying to figure out something. He lets out another sigh and his grip on her chin loosened, but he doesn't pull away.

    “You're making me feel things I wasn't supposed to feel..” He muttered again.

    There was a hint of frustration in his voice, as if whatever he was feeling was driving him mad.

    Her eyebrows furrowed. Jinsoo thought she only annoyed him, what else could she possibly make him feel?

    Minho's eyes flicker as he saw her confused and slightly worried expression. He let out another frustrated sigh and looked away, breaking the eye contact. He still hadn't pulled away from her, his body still close to hers. Maybe even closer now.

    “You're so damn annoying... you're just a little, emotional girl who is a bit too clingy....” He muttered under his breath, sounding frustrated and confused. Like he was trying to convince himself of something.

    Jinsoo personally wouldn't describe herself as clingy with him. She stayed her distance since it seemed everything she did annoyed him. But whatever floats his boat... Why did he sound so frustrated?

    Minho was indeed frustrated, very frustrated and confused. He couldn't understand why he couldn't get her out of his mind and why he couldn't stop feeling these strange emotions whenever he was around her. It was driving him mad. He looked back at Jinsoo, his gaze sharp as he studied her face again. He moves a strand of hair behind her ear and muttered again, as if he was thinking out loud.

    “But you're also pretty... it's not fair...”

    Pretty..? Jinsoo blushed again, something inside her fluttered. He thought she was pretty? oh..

    Minho's eyes darkened as he saw her blush for the second time that day. He had an internal war going on inside him. Part of him wanted to push her away and go back to his usual cold and distant demeanor that everyone made him out to be while the other part of him, which was starting to become stronger, wanted to pull her closer and see her blush more. He let out yet another frustrated sigh and leaned closer, his face only a few inches away from hers.

    “You drive me absolutely insane..”

    Jinsoo's eyes widen slightly, what a confession. she didn't know she made him feel ...these type of things... It almost made her feel giddy.

    Minho's eyes are fixated on her face, studying every single feature of hers like it's the first time he's seeing her. His breath fans over her face, the distance between their faces is getting smaller and smaller. He's still conflicted. Part of him wants to push her away, keep her away from him so that he can stay cold and distant. But the other part, which was growing stronger every passing minute, was telling him to kiss her already- wait what?!

    Their faces were barely two inches apart.. She noticed how a slight look of surprise appeared on his face but as quickly as it came, it disappeared. She wondered what that was about.

    Minho's mind was a mess. One moment he wanted to keep pushing her away and the next moment he wanted to pull her closer and capture her lips with his. The conflict was eating him from inside and he was barely holding back whatever he was holding back. He clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white as he tries to resist the strong urge to do something that he shouldn't. But the urge was getting too strong. The urge to pull her closer and do something. Do something that he shouldn't- no, he can't.

    He seemed to be going through in inner turmoil. She had no idea what to do but stand there. This was the first time he stood so close to her...and that was all she could think about.

    Minho's internal battle was getting fiercer. The  thoughts and emotions raged inside him, creating a storm that he couldn't control. One part of him was screaming to pull away, to maintain his role as distant. But the other part, which was quickly becoming louder, was telling him to give in, to kiss her, to pull her closer and forget everything else.

    His hand, which was still holding her chin, started to gently caress her cheek, his touch felt hesitant but gentle.

    And oh....she liked that. She liked the gentle touch, oh what she'd give to feel it more often.. She looked into his eyes, what was going on?

    Minho's eyes didn't leave hers as his hand kept gently caressing her cheek, his movements hesitant, as if he was struggling to hold back. He was so close now, mere centimeters away from her, his breath fanning over her face with every exhale. His chest was rising and falling steadily, but there was a slight hint of shakiness to it, like he was barely holding back something. A moment of silence passed, something in the air changed. the tension was still there but a different kind... The air around them was almost electric. Jinsoo tried to keep her breathing steady..

    Minho's gaze darkened as he saw her struggle to keep her breathing steady. The tension between them was almost unbearable. The desire to do something was getting hard to ignore. And the fact that she was literally within his reach, so close that he could just lean down a few inches and capture her lips with his ——

    Jinsoo knew that look, she's seen it before. She's seen it a bunch of times in dramas and she's seen it with her own eyes once before.. Her eyes widen with realization, did he want to..!?

    Minho's eyes darkened even more as he watched the realization dawned on her. He could tell that she figured it out, she knew what he wants to do. And it makes the warring feelings inside him all the more intense. His body tenses up and he lets out a sharp exhale. He can't hold back anymore. All he wants to do right now is to grab her waist and kiss her, to taste those soft looking lips.

    Jinsoo felt his free hand go to her lower back, before Minho knew what he was doing, his self control snaps at that moment. He leans in, his hand on her chin moving to the back of her neck, his other hand on her lower back pulling her towards him. He closes the small gap between them and before she knows what's happening, his lips are on hers.

What the heck is happening!? Was he actually kissing her or was this some sort of sick dream? His lips warm against her own, the soft feeling of them.. oh my, they could get addictive... She never felt butterflies as strong as these ones, she could feel her heart pounding, pounding fast.

    Minho deepened the kiss, his hand on her neck tilting your head up slightly. His other hand on her lower back is pulling Jinsoo closer to him, until there's no distance between them both at all and he can feel her body against his. His lips are moving against hers and if anything, he was getting addicted to the feeling of her lips. He can taste her, she tastes as sweet as she looks. He wanted more..

    Ah, haha. Why was he kissing her? She thought he hated her.. Was he just pent up with so much sexual frustration that he had to take it out on her? Jinsoo didn't want to think of things like this but what if he took her right here and then after their intimacy he goes back to being cold. She didn't want that to happen.. She was afraid for that to happen..

    As the kiss began to progress, something nagged at the back of his mind. A thought about how he's supposed to be cold and distant, how he's not supposed to feel this way, how he's not supposed to kiss her like this. But he couldn't care less about it right now. The only thing on his mind at the moment, was Jinsoo and how his hand slowly inched lower and lower from her lower back. Her sweet lips tasted amazing, her body feels perfect against his, he just wants to get more and more and more and more.

    As Minho deepened the kiss again, taking as much as he wanted, the fear ate Jinsoo up. She was too hesitant to continue the kiss. She was just scared and wanted to protect herself. She softly pushed him away.

    “S-sorry, I can't.”

    Minho stopped immediately as soon as Jinsoo pushed him away. He still had her in his arms, his grip on her tight, but he didn't come any closer. His eyes searched her face, his expression a mix of surprise and confusion.

    “Why not..?” He asked, his voice a rough whisper. He looked almost...frustrated.

    She swallowed.

    “...I'm scared.” She answered in a small voice.

    Minho's eyes widened slightly at her answer. Scared? Why was she scared? He didn't understand why she would be scared, until he remembered his own behavior. He had been distant and rude to her... Of course she'd be scared..

    He let out a soft frustrated sigh, his grip on her loosening slightly but not letting her go completely.

    “Scared of what..?” He asked, his voice softer now.

    Her eyes darted around the room before they returned to his and answered,

    “Of being used..”

    Minho's expressions darkened. Used? Is that really what she thought he would do? The idea of her thinking that he would use her like some toy was somehow...irritating. He didn't like it. He lets out a frustrated scoff, his grip on her tightening slightly.

    “Is that what you think I'd do? Use you and throw you away? Is that what you really think of me..?”

    She looked at him, her expression changed. Her eyes narrowed.

    “What do you expect? You've been acting all cold with me for the pass few weeks. How do you expect me to not think that after I give you what want and you won't go being all ice queen on me again?”

    She sounded hurt with a hint of annoyance. Jinsoo obviously wanted to make out with him and maybe even more but she wasn't wrong for being scared that he would hurt with her after that.

    Minho was taken aback by her sudden outburst. He wasn't expecting her to sound so hurt and annoyed. He wanted to deny her accusations, to tell her that he'd never toss her aside like some kind of toy, but the words died on his tongue. Because deep down, he knew she was right. His jaw clenched and he looked away, avoiding her gaze.

    “You really think I'd do something like... using you and tossing you aside after..that..?”

    “You've never given me any reason not to.”

    Her words were harsh but they had to be said. He had to know how she really felt.

    Minho's grip on her tightened even more as he heard her words. They stung, they really hurt, but he knew she had every right to say them. He hadn't given her any reason to think otherwise. He's been nothing but cold and rude to her. And now he has the audacity to be frustrated when she thinks he might just be using her. He clenched his jaw, his eyes still avoiding her gaze.

    “You're right... But I still wouldn't do something like that...”

    She swallowed. How could she believe him? she wanted to but there was nothing for her to belive. Her heart raced for what she was about to say.

    “Then prove it..”

    “W-what?”

    “I said prove it, gosh damnit, Minho. Prove to me that you won't use me. Prove to me after we finish this you won't go cold on me and you toss me aside.”

    Jinsoo put her hand on his chest, she could feel his heart racing underneath it. Her heart was also racing fast, making her chest go up and down with her quick breathing.

    Minho looked into her eyes, amazed by how she challenged him. He searched her for any hesitation but found none. He didn't care about his stupid reputation anymore... he just wanted her. They could call him soft for all he cared. It was just her that he wanted.

    “Okay.. You won't ever regret giving me this chance, Jinsoo.”

    His lips displayed a soft smile as he stared deeply into her eyes. He tucked her hair behind her ear again and softly caressed her cheek. Minho leaned in and kissed her gently, she kissed back but this time with no hesitation.

    “I'm sorry, I'm sorry for hurting you.”

    He apologized in between the kiss. Jinsoo leaned away for a bit to answer.

    “You're forgiven. Now shut up and kiss me again.”

    Minho chuckled at her eagerness.

    “What ever you want, Soo.”

    Jinsoo wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, wanting his lips on hers. He kissed her back, sharing the gentle moment with her. All was forgiven. He wasn't going to hurt her anymore. From now on he was going to show her nothing but love..

    His hands slipped to her lower back as he guided her to his desk. He lifted her up without breaking the kiss and gently sitting on his desk. She instantly wrapped her legs around his lower torso..

    She didn't know who started it but the kiss became rougher. He licked the bottom of her  lip requesting entrance which was granted.

    This was going to be one steamy night for the two of them..