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i randomly thought about gi hun's death and now i'm crying

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Revenged Love Memes

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The contrast

when you don't talk things out

vs when you do

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Well, here's my point: Souwei's insecurity in his relationship with Chi Cheng is a direct consequence of Xiaoshuai's "reverse psychology."

While it did urge Souwei to confess and be true to his feelings, the process required him to feel inadequate of Chi Cheng's love compared to Wangshuo, and it continued to influence Souwei's confidence and faith in his relationship even after getting together with Chi Cheng.

The audience knew that Xiaoshuai lied about many things in his long speech on how perfectly irresistable Wangshuo is, but Souwei didn't. Instead, Souwei saw it as a standard—one that he couldn't live up to.

Like:

And:

We need to remember that Souwei still shoulder injury from his breakup with Yueyue. He just came from a relationship that crushed his soul and made him feel like he's not enough.

And that's exactly how Xiaoshuai made him feel here:

It's unfair to put the blame on Xiaoshuai entirely when Chi Cheng forced him to do it, but he's definitely a big factor. He's basically Souwei's best friend—his master. Xiaoshuai may have asked forgiveness for manipulating him, but the damage is done.

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am i insane or does somebody else also lowkey ship baku & sieun

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i just finished weak hero class 1 and im not okay

somebody please tell me that su ho wakes up in s2🙏🏻🙏🏻i'm only 2 eps in

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han jisung & lee minho from stray kids are literally soulmates. like, they don't even have to be romantic soulmates. they're platonic soulmates. they're soulmates in a way that their souls are intertwined.

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pretty much my first time writing smut. please spare me if it absolutely sucks🙏🏻🙏🏻

You’re being a brat. You know it. He knows it. And that’s the whole point, isn’t it? You’ve been pushing his buttons since this morning — taunting him with that smug little grin, wearing his shirt and nothing else, pretending not to notice the way his jaw clenched when you bent over the couch to grab your phone.

You'd even tossed him a wink as you walked past him. And now, because of your actions? Now you’re pinned against the wall, Simon’s hand around your throat, while his body presses yours into the plaster.

"Thought you were funny, huh?" His voice is low, and his warm breath is brushing your ear. You look up at him, eyes wide, playing innocent.

"What? I was just stretching."

"Stretchin’ your luck, more like." His grip tightens the tiniest bit. You swallow hard. He feels it and grins, slow and mean, like a predator watching its dinner squirm.

“Wore that to tempt me?” He asks, eyes dragging down the line of your body. Bare legs, one of his old t-shirts clinging to your thighs, no bra, nipples stiff through the cotton.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. What will you do about it?" You murmur, lips parted, trying to act all smug and confident. It's not like he can see through you.

"You’re not that patient," he mutters. "And neither am I." Then his mouth is on yours, the kiss rough and demanding. Almost like he’s trying to take something from you.

You whimper into it, fingers curling sweetly into the back of his shirt. You need something to hold as he makes out with you and grinds his hips against yours.

You feel him already. Hard through his jeans, his fat cock pressing against your thigh. “Fuckin’ needy,” he growls, pulling away just enough to bite your lower lip.

“Look at you. Bet you're soaking right now.”

“I'm as dry as ever.”

Wroooong move.

He spins you before you can blink — palms flattening you against the wall, chest to the cold surface, his hand splayed between your shoulder blades to keep you there.

"Attitude’s gettin’ real loud for someone with their cunt out and legs open." His fingers hook in the hem of your shirt, yanking it up roughly. It pools around your waist as he drags his palm down your back, over the curve of your ass, to the heat between your thighs.

When he finds you wet—dripping, really—he lets out an audible groan. “Bloody hell.”

His fingers slide through the mess he’s already made of you, circling your clit once. Just once, before pulling away. You whine and push back toward him. But his hand is already on his belt.

"You don’t get anything until I’m inside you," he mutters, voice rough and deep. "Mouthy little things don’t get foreplay." Your knees nearly buckle.

He doesn’t even fully undress, just shoves his jeans down far enough to free himself. And then his hand is on your hip, holding you steady as he drags the head of his cock along your soaked folds, teasing you with the thickness of him, not easing in just yet.

“Beg for it,” he says. You hesitate. He slaps the inside of your thigh. Not quite hard, just enough to make you gasp from the sting. “Now.”

"...Please, Simon," you breathe. "Please just—" He pushes in. All at once. You moan out of pleasure, forehead thudding against the wall, hands scrambling for purchase. He’s big, he always is, always has been. He stays there, letting you feel every inch of him, cock stretching you open until all you can do is clench around him and gasp.

“There she is,” he grunts, dragging out just enough to slam back in. “Tight as ever. Fuck.” You can barely think, can barely speak. But you do.

“Y-you’re...ngh...such a fucking jerk...” you manage, voice pitched high. He laughs like he doesn't take you seriously and then fucks into you like he’s got something to prove.

Hard. Deep. Mean.

Each thrust punches the air from your lungs, his hips slamming against the backs of your thighs. His grip on your waist bruises, his other hand tangling in your hair, pulling your head back so he can growl into your ear.

“Talk shit again. See where that gets you.”

“F-fuck—”

Your legs start shaking. You can feel it coming. That familiar pressure building low in your stomach, the kind of orgasm that’s gonna leave your legs useless and feeling like jelly.

“You’re close,” he says, reading you like always. “God, you’re gonna fall apart, aren’t you? From what, my cock? That all it takes?”

You sob, nodding. Shame and arousal coiling into one unbearable knot. You've been humiliated enough tonight, what's one more embarrassing admission?

“Fuckin' good girl. Take it. All of it.” He reaches around to rub your clit, fast and messy and perfect. You come so hard you see stars. Everything white-hot and spinning and unreal. You cry out, digging your nails into his back. He fucks you through your orgasm.

“Gonna do that again,” he mutters, breath ragged. “One more.”

“I c-can’t—”

“You will.”

This time he's rougher than before. His hips slamming into yours with enough force to rattle the damn wall, chasing it own release. You’re already too sensitive from your recent orgasm, but you love it.

Love the way he quietly groans your name under your breath and the way his breath hitches as his hips finally come to a halt and he spills inside of you.

He stays there for a moment, buried deep, both of you panting, the air thick with the smell of sweat and sex. Then he eases out, hands suddenly gentle, lowering you to the bed before your knees can give out.

You blink up at him, dazed, fucked-out, aching. He cups your cheek. “I got you.” he murmurs, as you give him a soft smile.

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welcome! ۶ৎ

this is my masterlist💗

✮ “simon ghost riley—pushing his buttons.”

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no shut up why did WSW have to see wang shuo and chi cheng kiss im not okay

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i wrote ghost × reader smut but i'm so scared to post it(idk why???)and i feel like making a whole nother' blog just to post it

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i love how everybody has a signature heart

“🩷🩶” -> these are mine personally

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i wanna write a fanfic oneshot so bad but bro i genuinely forgot what fandoms i'm part of. idk how that happens but i forgot.

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Chi Cheng being sad and miserable at his families dinner compared to how soft,happy and comfortable he is with Wu Suo Wei and his mother in law is the cutest thing.

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LMFAOOOO