#I LAUGHED SO HARD WHEN I FIRST SAW THIS POST THAT A FEW TEARDROPS SLIPPED FROM MY EYES LOL

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

BLESSING 🙏

On the day of the national college entrance exam in China, this dad brought “Victor” along to pick up his daughter aksbkvsk 🤣🛐

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From the author of the post: It appears that the parents are very satisfied with Victor~ their son-in-law~ 🤣 🙏

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⊳ Parents’ approval ✔️💍

[Afterthoughts] 李泽言, 我的爱人, MC i.e. the writers speaking through her – couldn’t be more right. You truly are a grand miracle. You even got the parents to love you without even trying LOL~ 🛐 If only you knew how loved you are... if only you were real...

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[cazimagines]

Well, first of all happy 900 followers ✨✨✨✨

All amazingly deserved with your impeccable writing ❤️

That said, I really need a smut with 21. for break up sex with Ernst Schmidt or Alex Kerner

Thank you so much, V!

Hmm how about both 😌 I'll write Ernst here and then post Alex afterwards

A loud crash echoed across the room and you flinched back, fearing just how many of the other crew members would have heard it. If they ever did, none of them ever came down to check on the two of you.

Ernst stood beside one of the walls, his hand clenched in a fist, shaking slightly as he glared at the dented wall before him. His stance was threatening, stiff as his jaw was clenched tightly, trying to hold in the rage that swarmed him.

"Ernst.." you murmured, holding out your hands and slowly approaching him, but the way his eyes suddenly snapped to yours, the fire ignited within them, made you freeze in your tracks.

"I thought you loved me" he claimed in a broken whisper, his glasses slowly slipping off his nose as new tears started to form within them.

"I thought we were perfect"

"I do Ernst, I do" you start to say but before you finished your sentence he shouted over you again.

"Then why are you breaking up with me!"

His lip quivered, his eyes piercing into you before he charged forward, grasping your face in his hands. They were enough to bruise, and as he saw the tears start to swell in your eyes, shock and horror suddenly flowed through him, realising he was hurting you.

He let go of you, lightly pushing you away as he charged over to the other side of the room. He grasped a table, trying to steady himself and his emotions. His knuckles turned white from how hard he was holding onto it and his head dipped, his shoulders straining to hold him up.

"Go!" he shouted out to you, "Please, just go"

"I'm not going to leave you," you tell him, starting to take a few more steps towards him again.

"If you stay, I can't hold back y/n. I love you and I need you. Scheiße. I don't want to watch you go, so please, leave me alone"

But you didn't make any move to the door.

"Gehen" he shouted again, his head whipping around to you, tears now approaching in his eyes.

"I want you"

You don't know what compelled you to say it. You were supposed to be leaving him behind, to not do this anymore with him, for though you loved him dearly, you couldn't cope with the way his anger got the better of him.

But now, seeing him struggle to hold it all in, seeing how he was trying to let you out before he lost his cool, it made your core light up with desire and you knew you needed him, needed him one last time.

At your words his eyes grew dark, his pupils expanding rapidly as his anger got swarmed with lust, the two emotions clashing together.

"Are you sure?" he whispered, still trying to let you leave but you nodded your head, "Yes"

His was upon you in an instant, his lips crashing into yours, his glasses pushed into your skin. His hands groped every part of you, ranging from your chest to your ass. He needed to feel every part of you within his hands.

His glasses steamed up from your hot breath till he couldn't see and so swearing, he grasped them and chucked them to the floor, not caring if they broke.

He grasped your shoulders with his hand, pulling your body with such force all you could do was follow his movements. He pushed you forward so that your back was pressed against his chest, and he pushed you onto the table he had been previously grasping.

You groaned as he shoved you down upon it so that your front was pressed down upon the table and your rear hung over the edge. His fingers pressed back onto your ass, squeezing it roughly.

"You might want to find something to hold onto" he growled as his hands trailed back to his own suit, roughly grasping the zipper and pushing it down to pull himself out.

You barely had time to grasp the top of the table as his hands grasped ahold of you again. He didn't even bother rolling you over to get to your zipper, instead grasping the thin material and ripping it open.

You shivered at the cold air that covered your exposed ass but you hardly had a moment to acknowledge it as Ernst pushed into you in one quick stroke. You cried out at the feeling, with no preparation though you hardly needed it from how wet you were already. The feeling though as he shoved into you quickly, your channel being pushed into and filled to the brim, till where you swear you could feel the tip of him brushing against your cervix.

He quickly pulled out of you again, till only the tip was left in you, then shoved himself back in making you moan loudly. His hand grasped the back of your neck, pulling your face up so you couldn't hide it in the table, His other hand pressed down on the dip of your back so you couldn't move your body, instead just lying there and taking it.

His thrusts were quick and rough like an animal just chasing their satisfaction. He grinned at the way your legs quivered, the way you whimpered at the pounding sensation, how the edge of the table dug into your hips every time as he thrust.

Soon he started rambling, some in German, some in English but you knew all of what he said was roughly the same.

"You won't be able to stay away from me after I've finished with you'll. You'll regret wanting to break up with me, needing to feel me again, pounding into you. No man could ever satisfy you the way that I could"

And you were crying out 'yes' agreeing with him as your orgasm was pulled from you. Your whole body wriggled as it hit you, the burning sensation in your core staggering and tears falling from his eyes as he fucked you through it, not slowing down for a moment. Instead, he laughed at your plight.

"Look at you, already coming on my cock. We've hardly even started. I gave you the opportunity to leave while you had the chance, but you were a whore demanding me, and so now I'm going to treat you like the whore you are. Once I'm done with you, your hole will never be the same, it will be fitted to me and me only"

He continued to thrust into you for what felt like hours to you, he pulled more and more orgasms out of you till you lost count, now just becoming a whimpering mess under him. Your ass felt bruised from his hips constantly slapping into you, your channel was sore from the feeling of his cock constantly rubbing up against it till finally, his fasts grew faster for the last minute. Making you whimper as he tossed his head back, groaning as he thrust himself as far as he could inside of you.

His seed splattered your sore channel, soothing it and making you sigh in satisfaction. He stilled inside of you, not pulling out but instead leaning onto you, pressing his lips to the side of your head.

He gave you a gentle kiss and that's when you felt one teardrop fall from him and land on your shoulder.

"Please, don't leave me"

Cazzy's 900 followers celebration

[wannawrite]

혼자야 - forever rain 🌫

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day6 masterlist~

group: day6

members: park jaehyung, kang younghyun

genre: platonic, brotherly "fluff" :">>

a/n: jaehyungparkian but written with no intention of making it gay HAHAHAHA i really love their relationship +++ I WAS IN SUCH A BIG WRITING RUT so this was birthed ¡¡¡ originally a reject of my youngk series (when you love someone) LOL

imagine that brian doesnt know jae well yet and vice versa yEA HAHAHA this takes place before congratulations era~

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Just as the clouds shrouding the city in mist had so subtly predicted, it had began to rain, and it had began to rain mercilessly.

The raindrops fell from the clouds, plummeting towards Younghyun's bangs at a lightning pace as if the seemingly harmless, rolls of white and grey had finally reached its breaking point and decided to offload their anger on the public.

Gradually, with each droplet gathering into one big puddle, and escalating into a waterfall, he could see the drops draping precariously on the rough tips of his brush shaped bangs, as if he was wearing beads on the tips of his hair.

Younghyun sighed as a song he held dearly to his heart, the song that spoke for their hustling generation, Forever Rain started to play, perfectly in sync with the now, unlike him. He had sighed a lot of times today, but that was most probably, his expression to life most of the time.

His songs, too, were sighs of his own. Younghyun's self written songs were never a voice of his own-they were simply a insignificant puff of hot steam, emanating tiredly into the air like a ball of wispy feathers only to disappear into thin air two seconds.

This song on his phone too, was a sigh.

A beautiful sigh.

Just like you

If I could

Just knock on somewhere

If I could kiss

The whole world so hard

Would someone welcome me

Maybe embrace my weary body

His pretty, gradually angled eyes looked up to the sky with the gaze of a baby lamb-innocent and demure. The world seemed to stop for him as he saw the beautiful teardrops of the sky pour down, knocking furiously onto his shoulder and asking for an invitation to come in.

The clouds were of white, grey, and dark grey hues, all layered vaguely together in a gently fierce gradient as their feelings oozed out onto the lamp posts, from the tips of Younghyun's raven locks to the edges of his tailor made black shoes, skimming to the depths of the drain.

The sky when it cried was so beautiful, and so unjudgemental to whoever it poured out its feelings to.

However, beneath the curtain of his clustered, jet black hair hid Younghyun's gentle sigh-in the knowledge that he'd never be able to do the same with his group members.

Still, for the first time since he had come to the thriving, fast paced city of Seoul, Younghyun felt raw, enveloping love drip through every vein in his blood as he stood upright amidst the care of the rain, and listened silently.

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"Younghyun! What the heck, why are you standing like that there? You're a soaking mess, get over here!"

Revelling in the quiet of the rain caressing his ears gently and quickly, Younghyun hadn't noticed anything amidst his little zone of peace until his ears opened before his eyes did. Standing across the road was a tall figure with a striking, red umbrella domed over his even more striking blonde bangs.

"Wait, I'm sorry, I just-" Younghyun struggled to gather his words, scrambled across the road like the rain puddles as he broke from his standing position, with rising fear of disappointing his friend in his chest.

"You don't have to apologise. I know you've always liked the rain, you told me that." Jae laughed in his low, boyish voice before placing a hand on Younghyun, who had finally came back to reality and started to approach his friend. Knowing very well that it wasn't the reason for him standing there, the younger boy couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt surface to his forehead as he nodded slowly.

As both of them walked to the venue with a sudden, yet somehow not so awkward silence hanging around them, Younghyun knew, with an uneasy feeling in his heart-that someone that took to socialising like a duck to water, would never understand the pleasure of having something as insignificant as the rain to accompany them.

"H-Hyung?"

"Yes?"

"Have you ever felt lonely before?"

The squeaky sound of Jae's rubber soles ceased with his question, and they stopped walking, in sync with the previous calmness that had soothed Younghyun.

Filling the awkward silence was the pattering of raindrops, crashing louder on the field of ridges in the pavement but a little softer on their umbrella.

Suddenly, the rain didn't seem so comforting after all.

"Lots of times." Jae suddenly spoke to break the silence, with an unreadable, blank expression on his face. Not being able to see a smile spread across his dashing, clear cut features felt very foreign to the younger boy, and seeing Jae feeling lonely, felt just as foreign to him.

Surprise was evident on Younghyun's face as he susceptibly raised an eyebrow.

"You're joking." he said disbelievingly.

Jae shook his head quietly. "No, I'm not."

He looked to the floor with an unusual maturity emanating from his gaze, and paused for a bit before speaking again.

"Just because I have a lot of friends doesn't mean I don't feel alone."

Instinctively and unconsciously, Younghyun's lips parted ever so slightly, gaze transfixed sharply onto the sad sliver of light skating across the curves in Jae's small, miniscule pupils.

He never really saw Jae this sad over something as small as being alone. Over being away from home, sure-over occasional fights with members, sure-but never, the hollowness of not having someone by your side.

Then, an uncheerful-maybe even condescending, maybe even bitter laugh slipped through the gaps of Jae's loosely clenched teeth.

"Ah, Younghyun, I really, really can relate to All Alone more than you think I can." he said, tone a lot more gentle than before before continuing, "It's funny, isn't it? When you have so many people surrounding you but it makes you more lonely than you were before."

Slowly recalling the sting of past incidents, Younghyun found himself nodding as he replied, "Yeah. It really just feels like...just feels like..."

"No one really cares."

The same words had come out from the mouth of two seemingly different people.

Then, with a brief exchange of glances, Younghyun started to giggle with an understanding, almost happy feeling in the crease of his eyes, and in turn, causing Jae to giggle back.

They both stood stupidly in the crowd, in the prominent presence of the storm clashing behind them-laughing, laughing and laughing, before reality hit their smiles like a brick and put a halt on their silly fit.

"H-Hey, Younghyun-or should I say, Brian-" Jae teased, with the corner of his smirk digging a small dimple at the side of his lips and earning a slap from Younghyun- "whenever you feel lonely, talk to me, yeah? We can be lonely together."

Casually, he hung a lazy arm around Younghyun's shoulder, eliciting an endearing, hearty laugh from the younger boy.

In turn, Jae's smirk softened to a smile.

"I'm totally cringing at myself for saying this, but-I'm always there for you."

Feeling the warmth amidst the cold weather beneath the laces and crosses of Jae's soft, red jumper, Younghyun's heart blossomed a small spark of warmth himself-a warmth he had never felt upon arriving in Seoul.

"I'm always there for you too, chicken-hyung." he smirked, masking his gratitude well and subsequently, arousing a strong reaction from Jae. "Hey, excuse you, since when were you-hahahahaha-allowed to-HAHAHAHAHA-tickle me?!"

In the rain, as two children played, beneath his squeals of laughter Younghyun thought inwardly-that if this was really the after effects of the rain, he wanted it to rain forever.

THE END

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forgive me for how absurdly cliché this story is, this is just a warm up LOL i was having writers block after church camp but ughhh i learnt sm and grew sm spiritually <333 my life has honestly changed forever and isjdjsjsjdjs im so SOOOOO thankful rnnn hhh

anywaY like this was originally supposed to follow up w my current youngk series but i didnt really write it w my emotions so i was largely unsatisfied ://// so it was an unfinished reject sitting in my notes for a while and i really never intended to publish it HAHAHAHA until i realised i hadnt wrote in ages and then liKe i felt so so empty nd i felt like i had forgot how to immerse myself properly whenever i tried to start a chapter so all of them came out really fake and it was like a 8 year old composition quality work LOL but anyway even tho im not that happy w this either i needed smth to write (without having to think up an opening LOL IM WORST AT STARTING A STORY) to help me grasp my emotions better again <33 so i started today at "H-Hyung" HAHAHAHHAAHA obvi it has to be about my 2 day6 biases uwuwuwuwuwu

IF YALL CLDNT TELL BTW THe sCOPE OF THIS STORY WAS LARGELY INSPIRED BY MY MANS KIM NAMJOON UWUWUWU stream mono guys he deserves it :3333 alt this mixtape has been getting a lot of hypE BUT hehehe idk ilh and forever rain especially :)

also i apologise if yall are getting sick of seeing so much day6 on this blog lol as u can see i have been SO SO hooked onto their music and knowing more about them so ;------; i will write whilst i have the most inspiration to do so !!

thanks for sticking by my shitty posting times rip :"""" this is also to revive the blog because l and i r on vacay watch it slowly die for the next few days iM SORRY :(

from your favourite chicken and briyani enthusiast ^3^

(WILL BE EDITED SOON)

[indigenousgurl]

Soulmates 10

Kaya pronounced: ky-YAAH

Genre: fanfiction, angst, fluff, romance, fate

Summary: Kaya is a knockout, the most beautiful girl in town. She’s the girl in every man’s dreams and the envy of every woman she encounters. With her high taste for fashion, carefree living and outgoing personality one would think she has it all but she’d give up all of that in a second. You see, she’s terminally ill and the doctors say she only has 3 months left to live. She’s never told anyone about her sickness, not even her best friend; in fear of too many broken hearts in the end. She’s never had a serious relationship with a guy because ultimately, they’ll both be broken. That’s when he walked into her life and knocked down all the walls she’d built, ruined all her plans and swept her off her feet.

Will she walk away and avoid breaking his heart or will she finally let herself love and be loved?

 A/N: I’ll be using 2 songs this chapter so be ready!!                                    Here’s songs in order                                                                           Serenade-from Summer Scent ost                                                         Diphylleia Grayi-Jonghyun

Everything’s quiet and peaceful, the faint crashing of waves sounds in the distance as white noise. It’s pitch black outside but the stars are glittering brightly in the night sky. A full moon beams it’s glowing light through the window in Kaya and Jackson’s bedroom.

Jackson wakes up and rubs his eyes, he turns over to Kaya next to him and puts his arms around her.

He notices that she’s awake and as they meet each other’s eyes, Kaya gives him a small smile.

"Can’t sleep." She sighs.

Jackson smiles and softly kisses her forehead. "That’s ok, we can just stay like this..." Jackson sighs, hugging her closer to him.

Kaya smiles but a tear streams down her cheek as she feels his heart beating in his chest.

That precious heart that’s loved her since the beginning, that’s given her  the best love she’d ever known.

A few hours later as Jackson was sleeping, Kaya got up from the bed and quietly slipped outside.

It was still pretty dark but she could see where she was going and made her way down the beach. The warm breeze rustled through her long dark hair and comforted her.

She’d been feeling that same breeze since she was little and it always brought back joyous memories.

She thought back to when she was younger, playing in the sand building castles with her family. Jumping the waves with her parents and running along the shore searching for sea shells.

Sitting down on the white sand, she hugged her knees to her chest and closed her eyes. She felt unbelievably tired and weak but had no desire to sleep.

Her head ached with every movement and it felt so tight she thought it would burst but being here on the beach where she grew up somehow numbed all the pain.

Suddenly she felt someone sit down next to her.

She turned her head and saw Jackson, just as he was putting an arm around her.

"Were you just gonna’ leave me in there by myself?" Jackson smirked.

Kaya rested her head on his shoulder. "I knew you’d come out here." She said softly.

"Yeah? Well-"

"Jackson...can you tell me again how you felt the first time we met?" Kaya asked, moving down to lay in his lap.

Jackson caressed her in his arms and thoughtfully stroked her hair, staring off into the distance.

He was quiet for a moment, deep in thought when finally he spoke.

"Hmmm...well I remember seeing you through the window in the coffee shop and...I just remember stopping in my tracks, thinking to myself man, I have to go in and talk to her!"

"Mmhm..." Kaya was struggling to keep her eyes open.

"Um...and..." Jackson felt his throat tighten up.

"I just remember...t-this feeling..." He put a hand over his chest, voice quivering.

"I’ve never felt it b-before...I just...I just knew, th-that y-you..." He paused, trying to swallow the tears.

"You were the one." He looked down at Kaya.

She looked up, blinking her tired eyes at him.

He tried smiling but it was too sad to be called a smile.

Kaya reached for his hand and held it. She studied it for a minute, rubbing her thumb over his knuckles.

"I wish...w-we could’ve loved each other...f-for longer..." Kaya said, she could feel her strength diminishing by the minute and Jackson could sense this.

"I know...I know." He sniffed, rocking her in his arms.

"Jackson...?" She whispered, eyes closed.

"Yeah?" He looked down

Play Song!

"I love you..."

"I love you t-" He stopped, feeling her relax in his arms. Her hand went limp in his as she let out her last breath.

Everything seemed to stop. His breath caught in his throat, he couldn’t breathe. His heart pounded hard in his chest and his head felt cloudy and dizzy.

He stared at the lifeless Kaya in his bare arms. The beautiful lively girl he’d fallen so hard in love with, his only love, his soulmate!

He stroked her face as silent tears flowed from his eyes and dropped down onto her.

He scrunched his eyes shut and held her up against him, not wanting to face the reality, not wanting her to be gone.

He stroked the back of her head and silently stared out into the ocean.

This time he didn’t cry, he just held her and didn’t want to let go.

Dawn was just beginning. The sun started peaking its rays through the ocean line and the palm trees were swaying with the warm ocean breeze. The birds began singing their morning songs, so soft and sweet.

Jackson sat on that beach until the sun was high in the sky. He sat there holding Kaya with no more tears left in him and stared out at the crashing waves. He watched them go in and out almost in a trance, too scared to come back to reality.

At the funeral, hardly anyone was there. It made Jackson’s heart ache to know that Kaya didn’t have many people to lean on. She never really mentioned her family to him before now that he thought about it.

It all felt like some horrible dream, just sitting there looking at the closed coffin with a beautiful picture of her on top. That beautiful smile he would never see again, her laugh that he’d never hear, her scent he couldn’t smell anymore.

After the funeral, he went walking to all the places he’d went with Kaya.

He passed by the pizza place she’d taken him to, he walked to the park where they shared the most romantic memories. He passed by the park bench that sat under the ripe orange tree, now occupied by another couple. He looked at them for a moment and felt a teardrop slide down his cheek.

Wiping his eyes he continued on walking, not really knowing where he was going.

He was in a daze, just roaming about the colorful streets. He went past carts of sweet smelling fruits, vendors selling jewelry and brightly colored clothing. They would try selling him their products but he just kept staring straight ahead.

He finally stopped at a street corner and held onto the lamp post. He remembered passing this corner with Kaya, holding hands and laughing. It was like a dream.

The light turned green for him to walk across. He hesitated but then began walking slowly to the other side. People were passing him in a blur, hurrying along but he just stopped.                                                                                   Right in the middle of the street just as the light turned red.  

A huge garbage truck beeped at him to move but he just stood there.

It kept beeping and beeping, getting closer and closer. He just stared at it with the saddest look on his face.

And then it hit him.

Play Song!

The last thing he heard was one long beeeeep. Lights flashed in his face and he flew.

He flew up in that sky like an eagle, he soared up into the bright blue sky and thought to himself, I tried.

Maybe it was fate or maybe it was unintentional. But subconsciously, Jackson knew. He knew he couldn’t go on without Kaya and whether it was planned or just happened at the right moment, we’ll never know.

Maybe it was bound to happen, maybe somewhere down the road, maybe weeks, months or even years from now.

But one thing is certain, Jackson and Kaya were soulmates.

And they loved each other, despite their cruel fate, despite all of their fears and doubts. Despite of all the trials and heart ache. Despite the hardships and the ultimate ending they’d always known deep down.

With their whole hearts, they truly loved each other and maybe...just maybe, they’d have the chance to meet again in the next life.

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading this story! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it:D Please let me know what you think in the comments!