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hamzahsonlygirl · 1 month

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Tease.. (Hamzah NSFW)

- Bsf!Hamzah x f!reader

-Unprotected p! in v!, Dominate!hamzah x sub!reader, oral m! receiving, teasing, backshots, creampie.

-Summary: You and the gang are filming a video when there’s not enough seats and you have to sit in hamzahs lap, things get heated and eventually you and him go back to your place.

-YALL PLEASE GIVE ME REQUESTS IKK YALL WILL LIKE MY WRITING 🙏💕

-Proof read but lmk if i missed anything 🎀

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Pink - Hamzah

Purple -You

Blue -Mandy

Orange -Martin

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You were sitting next to mandy as Hamzah and Martin returned to the room. You 4 were playing the sims for a video after the viewers wanted to see more of you. You and hamzah has always been close friends and sometimes even flirty but nothing ever too serious. Hamzah has brought you your favorite snacks and threw some snacks at mandy as well. Martin follows him with waters before sitting down next to mandy. Hamzah is left with no where to sit with there only being three desk chairs.

“Why doesn’t hamzah just sit on your lap?”

Mandy suggests while smiling teasingly

“I would crush her what??”

Hamzah says turning to mandy while waving his hands from the top of you head to the bottom to emphasize how small you are.

“Why not just switch?”

Martin said in a tone which means “How did you guys not think of that sooner?”

You look up at hamzah staring down at you. Today you wore a short white dress with a laced up back and a good amount of cleavage showing. Hey it’s was summer, it was cute, yk you would be on camera so you wore it. However you didn’t know you’d be sitting on hamzahs lap.

“You okay with that?”

Hamzah asks with concern obviously not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

“Yeah of course, it’s cool!”

you say with a smile while your subconscious starts going to a place it shouldn’t. You stand up and hamzah passes you to sit down. As he sits his shorts ride up slightly, you see hips push up as he readjusts himself in the seat. You watch as his hips jerked up only making your thoughts turn more inappropriate. Mandy and Martin were entertaining the camera by doing a first bite review of their snacks. Hamzah now looking up at you through his dark lashes gave you a half smile before patting his lap gently, ushering you to sit down. You felt something pulse in you when he pat his lap. You brushed the bottom of your dress forward so another layer of fabric would be between your growing lower heat and his lap.

Martin and Mandy finish their first bite review and Mandy starts up the game. The fans loved you because you knew everything about the sims they loved your segment of shopping for cc (custom content) for whatever character the group wanted to make. Mandy pushed the keyboard to your side of the desk, forgetting you were on Hamzah you rocked your hips forward trying to push the chair closer to the desk. You heard Hamzahs breath hitch and his hand flew to your hips holding you still. You remembered who’s lap you were on you turned slightly around, trying not to move too much, and apologized with a half smile all the while feeling very embarrassed. He smirked at you after finally taking a breath in.

“It’s okay, y/n don’t worry”

He reached his left arm around your waist and held you down on him while he scooted the chair closer. Only after you were completely flustered did you relaized he only touched you to help you move closer to the keyboard.

Little did you know Hamzah was enjoying every second of seeing you like this. Even if you were just flirty friends, there were moments when you two were alone and the flirting felt all too real. As you were downloading the custom content and all of you were making jokes back and forth when you felt hamzahs left hand (the one facing the wall) start to fiddle with the hem of your dress which was now at thigh length. He made sure mandy and martin didn’t see by doing it this on the opposite side of them. He traced circles and small shapes on your thighs sometimes exploring slightly higher, always making sure the camera couldn’t see where his hand was going. He picked up his phone with his other hand and typed something as he kept tracing your thigh. Suddenly he laughed then said

“y/n, look at this”

He said with a smile on his face. When he raised his phone to you it showed a note saying “don’t make it obvious on camera 💗.” You pretended to laugh as hamzah put his phone down and yall joined the others convo. You couldn’t help but feel soaked over the fact hamzah didn’t want it to be obvious so he did all of that just to keep teasing you on camera.

Awhile passed before martin spoke up and told everyone how late it had gotten.

“Oh shit guys it’s 11” he scoffed not believing so much time had passed.

Suddenly there was a loud bang downstairs.

“Guys where’s carl?” (Mandy and Martins cat if you didn’t know ^_^)

Mandy asks as she looks around and sees no sight of him.

“fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck”

Martin starts chanting as him and mandy jump up to run down stairs and stop whatever mischief their cat is making. When they’re gone the door slams behind them and you quickly realize it’s just you and Hamzah alone. You don’t say anything as you can feel his eyes on your back. As you think about how it’d feel to have his hands push down your back into an arch position his fingers gently connect with the top of your spine; before slowly making their way down.

“Hamzah…”

You breathe out quietly. He makes no reply expect the change in touch, he took his fingers off your spine and started tracing the criss cross pattern on your open back dress.

“hmm?”

He finally hums. You realize what’s going on and quickly try to stand up but hamzahs hands grip onto your waist and hold you firmly on his lap.

“Please don’t run from me, y/n”

He says softly as he leaves small soft kisses on your spine and shoulders. You could feel something hard underneath you. You moved your hips slightly into his; this made him stop breathing for a second and you knew exactly what the hard thing was that pressed against your clothed heat.

You both could hear Mandy and Martin make their way back up the stairs. You looked over your shoulder at hamzah as he put a finger to his lips giving you the universal sign of “shhh” with a smirk on his lips. As you turned you head back around you couldn’t help but notice how attractive he is. As the couple sat down and are distracted hamzah carefully lifts the bottom of your dress from under you so it pools on his lap. He slowly reachers he hand higher up your body; looking into the camera making sure you can’t see. When he reaches high enough hes met with the surprise of you having no panties on. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear. His soft lips brushed up against your skin.

“you’re such a good girl, y/n.”

In that moment you could feel something leak out of you. You had to get out of there. As if the gods heard your need to not be in a room with Mandy and Martin anymore, Martin spoke up.

“Hamzah can you give y/n a ride home, carl made a huge mess down stairs, we can finish filming tomorrow.”

Hamzah almost jumped at the chance to drive you home but he kept his cool and replied with an almostttttttt too eager sounding

“Yeah, of course..”

The drive back from Martin and Mandy’s wasn’t too far but far enough to the point you didn’t know what to say after what just happened. You turned on the radio and the party and the after party came on. Hamzah side eyed you and raised his eyebrow slightly. You blushed not knowing THAT type of song would come on. He reached over the cup holders between you guys while keeping his eyes on the road.

It was dark blue outside and the road was dead. Hamzahs car was warm and smelled nice. His big hand was cold as he places it just a bit too high on your thigh. Without realizing it a small moan/sigh slipped through your lips which filled hamzahs confidence in a way you couldn’t even imagine.

You stare down at hamzahs huge hand on your thigh. “he’s never touched me like this before” you thought to yourself, imagining all the other ways you’d want him to touch you, to kiss you, be in you. He noticed your eyes lingering on his hand, he pushed your legs open slightly keeping his eyes on the road the whole time.

“What y/n? tell me what you want?”

He said while rubbing his middle and ring finger tips on your inner thigh. You knew he was doing that with those fingers on purpose…but it worked. You imagined how his long fingers would feel on your pulsing clit. This was just embarrassing at this point, you could feel yourself starting to drip onto his car. You stuttered at first trying to get out your needs to Hamzah.

“Please t-touch me hamzah…”

Your voice was barely above a whisper but it drove him insane just hearing you need him so desperately. his lifted your dress slightly higher before running a finger alone your wet folds.

“fuck y/n.” Hamzah breathed out softly after feeling how soaked you were for him.

You arrived at your place as hamzah turned off the car and tried to take his hand away you grabbed his wrist. He could see your half lided eyes and your front teeth sink into the soft flesh of your bottom lip. Your hair slightly messy infront. If he wasent rock hard from feeling how wet you were, he definitely was now. He could feel his cock starting to twitch as he continued to play with your clit and folds. You held his wrist inbetween your legs tightly, he bit his lip before speaking softly into your ear.

“if you think this feels good let me show you inside just how much of a good girl you are”

He said barley above a whisper while he placed soft kisses on your neck. Without a second thought you got out of the car and went inside your place as hamzah followed. When the door shut behind you both he pushed you against it. He studied your face for a moment

“can i kiss you, y/n”

This wasn’t you and hamzahs first kiss but it was your first sober kiss. You thought it was sweet how he asked and made sure. You nodded biting your bottom lip craving to know what his lips against yours felt like. He pulled you closer by your waist before leaning in softly to kiss you. The first few kisses were soft and slow, he wanted to remember this moment, remember how soft your lips felt; He thought about how good they’d feel wrapped around his cock. His mind drove him wild as he picked up and held you against the wall, now kissing you rougher.

You felt the bulge in his pants grow continuously as you grinded against him. You moaned as the head of his cock grinded against your sore clit.

“tell me what you want, baby, let me hear your pretty voice.”

He spoke to you so sweetly you could’ve came right there. You reached down to cup his bulge which made his cock throb under his boxers and shorts.

“i want you in my mouth, hamzah.”

You said to him shamelessly as you started up at him through your dark long lashes. He carried you to your bed and took his shirt off. You left your dress on knowing a white, lacy sundress turns him on crazy. (A fact he shared with you while you were both high out of your mind) You got on your hands and knees and slowly made your way up to his waist. You softly kissed down his stomach and v line. As you kissed his v line you started pulling his shorts down as he stared down at you with half lidded eyes. You bit your lip. His cock was throbbing under his now suffocatingly tight boxers.

“You’re so big, Hamzah”

You said breathlessly as you licked his tip through his boxers. His head fell back and his hands found a place in your hair.

“please y/n, i need you so badly.” He sighed while slightly moving his hips closer to your face.

In this moment you slowly pulled down his boxers letting his cock spring out and hit his stomach. Your eyes widened and he smirked and laughed at your reaction.

“aw cmon. you got this baby, who’s my good girl?”

He asked while reassuring you. He pumped his dick up and down slowly before carefully placing his tip ontop of your soft wet lips. His cock was throbbing and wanted nothing more but to fuck you senselessly but he knew good things come with patience.

“I’m your good girl.”

You said softly with a half smile before opening your mouth slightly and sticking your tongue out balancing his erection on it.

“you look so pretty like this…”

He started saying as he slapped his soft pink tip on your plush tongue. Before placing his cock on your face, enjoying the view of how you were HIS slut.

“…so pretty with my cock on your face. Does that make you horny baby, being treated like this?”

“it’s only cause it’s you treating me like this hamzah.”

You replied before grabbing him at the base and slowly licking your way up making sure to keep eye contact with each painfully slow lick. Your lips wrapped around his tip before slowly taking him all in your mouth. Your throat needed a second to adjust but when it did his moans only got louder. You loved how vocal he is.

“Fuck, fuck, that’s so good y/n. just like that!”

He moaned out as you bobbed your head up and down, quickening your pace. You made sure to focus on his tip and the underside of his cock, sucking his tip softly but hard, and making sure your tongue licks up and down the underside of his cock as he goes in and out of your mouth. He pulled your hair into a ponytail and started rolling his hips in and out of your wet mouth. You couldn’t help but giggle softly while seeing how good he was feeling from using you.

“hm? you think that’s funny?”

He asked in a cocky tone before pulling out from your mouth and throwing you on the bed. He slowly pulled down your dress straps while leaving pecks down your neck till he got to your breast. He looked up at you for consent that he could take your dress off. You smiled at him and he immediately untied the bow at the bottom of the criss cross pattern dress. When the top of the dress fell he stared at your bare tits for a moment before taking one of your nipples between his two fingers and rolling it softly while his mouth cupped around the other nipple and slowly began sucking. His tongue playing with your nipple moving it in every different direction. Your moans started to fill the room as your back arched wanting more and more of him. More of his touch.

“Yeah… not so funny now, right?”

He asked with a smirk on his face. He standing at the the edge of the bed with your bottom half right on the edge. His cock pressed against your wetness by accident as he pulled you closer by your hips. He fell slightly forward from the feeling. He couldn’t believe how wet and warm you were, all for him, and his dick was only rubbing against the outside of your pussy. You needed him inside you so badly you’d do anything, you’d beg for him if he wanted.

“Hamzah, please…please i need you”

You spoke softly almost whining, so desperately and needy it drove him insane he felt like his cock was going to explode if he didn’t fuck you right now.

“Cmon baby, talk to me, tell me what you want.”

He rubbed his tip on your clit, his precum and your wetness mixing on your folds.

“Please fuck m-me hamzah, fuck me like a slut i’m yours.”

You stuttered from the feeling of his head circling your clit.

“That’s my good girl…”

He trailed off before slowly pushing his huge cock into your small pussy. He couldn’t help but moan out your name as he bullied his way into your tight cunt. The feeling of him stretching you out for the first time was unbelievable. You wanted his cock to be in you all the time now. You didn’t even want to imagine how empty you’ll feel without him inside you.

“You okay baby, i’m not hurting you right?”

He asked concerned after hearing you whimpering underneath him. You quickly shook your head wanting nothing more then for him to be fully inside you.

“n-no please go deeper Hamzah. please.”

He couldn’t help but laugh at how desperate you were, he loved how you wanted his cock so bad you were pleading without him even asking.

“It’s only half way in, princess…you sure?”

He said calling you something he never had before. ‘princess’ you felt yourself become even more soaked and your juices coating the part of his cock that weren’t yet inside you. He felt your pussy try to suck him in deeper when he called you that and wasn’t about to let it go unmentioned.

“that turn you on…princess? you like when I call you that.”

He asked innocently before sharply thrusting the rest of his length into you. The wind was knocked out of you as you cry/moaned .

“fuck, fuck please do that again, keep going please hamzah”

You begged him, you needed his cock to hit that spot deep inside you again, however for hamzah that spot wasent so deep because he was so big. Every thrust he made into you felt like it went deeper and deeper. He started off with a slow and steady pace making sure your walls get used to his size. As he thrusted into you he mumbled sweet nothings in your ear.

“so…so warm.” “you’re doing so good for me.” “you like when I fuck you like this?”

Every word and every thrust pushed you further and further till a familiar feeling inside your stomach crept up on you. You felt yourself about to unravel on his cock and he could tell by how loud you were getting.

He flipped you over and arched you back down so you were in the doggy position before slamming his cock back into you and pulling you hips back and forth on this cock.

“yeah fuck yeah, just like that hamzah, fuck, youre so good…”

You moaned out as he pulled your hair back.

“Yeah princess tell me how good my cock feels fucking you..”

He quick ended his pace wanting nothing more but to cum together. He watched your pussy as he thrusted in and out of you. in. out. in. out. in. out. It was mesmerizing, the way your pussy sucked his cock in. So needy.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, baby”

You whimpered.

“i’m gonna cum, fuck hamzah im gonna cum…please please cum in me hamzah!”

You begged for his cum which made him slam his hips into your ass, fucking you at a pace and deepness you didn’t think was humanly possible.

“Yeah princess, cum on my cock, i want to feel that pretty little pussy twitch around me.”

Hamzah had learned you loved words and loved being told sweet nothings.

“i’m gonna fill that pretty little pussy up with my cum, so so deep inside you princess, is that what you want?”

This completely sent you over the edge as you came you begged hamzah to cum deep inside you. With a final few thrust you felt his cock twitch before feeling slightly more filled up than you did before. You could feel his cum move inside you as he slowly pulled out. Your body sank down from an arched position and hamzah carefully laid down and spooned you.

“so maybe we should talk about what all this means.”

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Leaving it at that for now!! please send request i need more ideas. I’ll write specific kinks, scenarios rlly anything lol :3 besides anything under the influence, i personally don’t believe you can consent under any substance besides like weed lmao

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ja3yun · 6 months

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The Sun That Always Burns | S.JY pt.4

sim jaeyun x afab!reader

warnings: suggestive, heartache (lots of it), flirty heeseung bc i can't resist, angst, confrontations, pet names, ynjake are so obvious it hurts.

wc: 9.7k+

synopsis: you and jake's high school relationship blossomed into a romance filled with hope and promise. however, as time went on, jake's long-term expectations began to weigh heavily on you, who struggled to meet them. your paths eventually lead you in separate directions, each experiencing different aspects of life and ultimately moving on from your past love. unexpectedly, fate intervened and you both reunite after years apart. the reunion allows you to rediscover your feelings for each other but also forces you to navigate the complexities of your past and present.

part 3 | part 5

a/n: so i was gonna stop this chapter earlier than it is here but I think having the last scene in this chapter makes sense! also I know nowt about physics so when they start talking about it just pretend it makes sense pls <3

In the guest room, Eunseo is deciding what to wear, it’s between her usual jeans and a crop top or playsuit she bought 2 years ago that she swears makes her look ‘snatched’. In your eyes, she always looks beautiful. “Why are you stressing? It’s just dinner.”

“Um,” She looks at you like you have 12 heads, “YOU should be stressing, Heeseung and you are sat next to each other.”

“Wait, what? We have designated seats?” You question.

Rolling her eyes she fixes her hair in the mirror, “Obviously, I mean, there are like 14 of us.” You knew that but no one came up with a breakfast seating plan so why now?

“I’m fine in this,” You look down at your midi dress and white cropped cardigan, “It’s simple and cute, and I am NOT trying to impress Hee.” You cross your arms to protest but Eunseo turns sharply and quips up, “You just called him Hee! That’s a nickname, see, destined to be.” If only she knew. In your defense, it was never that Heeseung was unattractive but Jaeyun was the only person you ever thought of, you didn’t have to think about anyone else.

You point to the playsuit for her to choose. As she goes to get changed there is a knock at the door, “Come on in.” you say just lower than a shout and Mrs Sim walks into the room. Urgently, you stand up and brush yourself down, ironing out the creases as best you can, “Hi Mrs. Sim. What can I do you for?”

“I’m just here to let you girls know that everyone is downstairs waiting for you.” She nods and eyes you up and down. “Tell Eunseo to hurry up please.” She smiles and goes to leave but you hold her arm to stop her.

“Why didn’t you use the money you saved up for this wedding?” You question, too impatient to wait and ask Heeseung later on. With a sigh she turns to you, cursing Heeseung’s name under her breath.

“She’s rich, I’m not, the family didn’t need my money.” Her face is screwed up, wanting to tell you more, wanting to tell you the truth, "Honestly, Y/N? We aren't thrilled with the wedding but at the end of the day it is happening. Nothing I can do."

“Mrs. Sim?” You call out to her as she is leaving, “I missed you.”

Her shoulders slump but a smile adorns her face, “I missed you too, Y/N. More than anything.” As she finishes her sentence you rush to hug her tightly, making up for the lost years. “Shh.” Her hand strokes your back as you hold in your sobs, “You had your reasons,” Mrs. Sim pulls away and looks you deep in the eyes, “If those reasons don’t matter anymore, you should do what you think is best.” As you look at Jaeyun’s mother leave you take in her words and how she looked at you, like she was telling you a secret you didn’t know, and you’re still clueless.

Eunseo emerges from the bathroom, dressed and ready for the night, “Ta-da!”

You give her a thumbs up and a weak smile, “You look amazing.” She jumps happily and clasps her hands. “Then if we are both ready,” She reaches her hands to yours, “Let's go.”

Making your entrance to the dining room was weirdly calm, knowing you had Heeseung by your side set your mind at ease. Eunseo addresses everyone with a hello and bow and you follow, the whole family smiles and greets you. A single place next to Heeseung and…

Jaeyun.

“Shit” you mumble under your breath as you walk towards your seat, smiling at everyone as you pass. Heeseung’s hand strokes your hip, guiding you to your seat, “I was wondering when you were going to come down.” His smile dazzles up at you as you tuck your dress under and sit on the white satin seats. The set up for this dinner is a little fancy but this must just be how rich people did things.

“Eunseo takes forever to get dressed.” Playfully rolling your eyes you get comfy, ignoring the tempting presence to your right, but it’s harder than expected. Jaeyun is wearing beige trousers with a mint green jumper accented by a white collar, and he looks beautiful, like the sun on a cold winter day, “Hi, Jake.”

His face frowns, not used to you calling him Jake, “Hello, Y/N.” His head tilts forward in your direction before facing forward pretending to listen to the conversation happening between his and Yeoreum’s parents. You want to reach out for his hand, tell him you missed him, tell him what a stupid mess you are, but as you stretch your hand out, Heeseung’s fingers interlock with yours. “Don’t” He whispers, pulling your body with his other hand to face him, “Focus on me, Y/N.” You nod and shift to Heeseung as he smiles, “You’re too close to the attentive members of the family, pretend I’m the one you want even for a few hours.”

It takes all your will power but heading his advice, you focus on him. “Thank you, Hee.”

Jaeyun hears it all, how Heeseung’s voice holds adoration, he sees how your fingers are intertwined. He is furious, his jaw clenched, and as much as he tries to remind himself he shouldn’t be possessive over you, it comes so naturally that he can’t help it. In every atom of his being, you are still his and he is still yours.

Heeseung’s thumb brushes over the back of your hand to settle your nerves. As Mr. and Mrs. Son bring out dinner, they place a vegetarian meal in front of you, and you glance at everyone else who has steak on their plate. You aren’t a vegetarian by any means but you are thankful since you hate red meat in general. But how did they know? You never told them about your distaste for red, especially bloody and rare, meat, and that's when a voice interjects your thoughts, “I told the cook you were veggie since you can’t eat any red meat that isn’t burnt to the heavens.” A chuckle follows the sentence and you turn to your side to face Jaeyun.

“Dig in!” Mrs. Son exclaims and gestures to the expansive amount of food in front of you all. You don’t know where to begin but Heeseung helps you as he picks up the bowl of marrowfat peas and scoops some onto your glistening white plate. You hold it up as he continues to pile the plate with food for you, not asking what you like because through what seemed like 20 million conversations about you with Jake, he learned enough about you. Heeseung sets the tongs and spoon down in their respective places and glances at you.

“Thank you.” your voice comes out no louder than a whisper. Just like the pepper incident earlier, Jaeyun knew you well enough to cater to your needs and it made your stomach flip. He nods courteously and faces his fiance once again, leaving you grateful but your heart is tired of pretending that his actions aren’t making you fall more in love with him. All the effort you made to try and bury your feelings deeply is unraveling with every passing moment.

“That okay?” It was more than okay, he picked all your favourites, but you simply nodded and smiled at him in gratitude and he smiled at you briefly before eating the food in front of him.

This was abnormal for you. Your parents were loving and affectionate of course, but you never really had dinner like this, a feast upon your eyes and having the option to choose. Usually, your mum or dad would come home from work, come in, find something in the freezer, and shove it into the oven. Nothing fancy, nothing extraordinary, but enough. You were always grateful.

“Baby, can you pass the salt?” Jaeyun says lowly and without thinking you reach out and pass him it, which he accepts gladly. You don’t notice the air shift until Heeseung’s eyes fall on you, wide and uncomfortable, and unfortunately, he isn’t the only one with that look on his face. As you scan around, half of the table, including Mr. and Mrs. Sim are looking at you incredulously, and then it dawns on you what you did. You aren’t his baby anymore.

Jaeyun is none the wiser, pouring the problematic salt on his food before setting it down and digging into his food. Yeoreum side-eyes you both, and only you seem to notice, making you extra uncomfortable because at least if Jaeyun acknowledged it, you could both cover your asses together, but you guess this is up to you now.

“Oh um, the salt was just there, thought I would save Yeoreum the hassle.” You say not daring to look at anyone. Your voice sparks Jaeyun’s attention and all eyes shift to him, who simply looks at you with confusion, but when your eyes plead with him to say something he understands the gravitas of the situation, “Thanks, Y/N. I guess the salt was closer to you.”

It’s innocent, the scenario that just happened, but after the whispers, the apple juice, and now this, someone could easily suspect something. You nod and go to eating your food, however, you still feel eyes on you. Yeoreum. Her gaze is too intense for you not to feel but you don’t chance a look at her.

“Come here.” Heeseung’s raspy voice flutters through your ears and you look at him, his face inches from your own and then, his lips on your forehead. They felt different, foreign compared to your ex-lovers, but pleasant. Heeseung and you had observing your surroundings as a common trait so when he saw Yeoreum eyeing you, he had to throw her for a curve.

Yeoreum’s eyes widen and fall back to normal in record time causing Jaeyun to follow her stare.

Red. He sees red as he witnesses another man’s lips on you, regardless of who it is, it should only be his. He grips his cutlery tightly and rips his gaze away before he does something crazy like grab his best friend and beat him to the last inches of his life.

“Hee, it’s okay.” You smile and place a hand over his, “Let's eat, yeah?” Jaeyun scoffs and flicks his food across the plate, suddenly losing his appetite. Jaeyun has always been jealous, this isn’t new information to you, but it makes your brain wonder how he still gets riled up like this even though he isn’t yours anymore.

Your hand instinctively wants to reach to Jaeyun again to reassure him, but you stop yourself, aware of how that would make the situation a million times worse but also, he wasn’t yours to comfort.

The meal goes on and no one bats an eye at you anymore, well, the two boys beside you steal glances as you all eat, but the majority have disregarded salt-gate and you’re thankful.

“Jake, how is the new job?” This is the first time you’ve heard about his new life outside Yeoreum as Mrs. Son asks him the dull question and it makes you remember that the Jaeyun you knew wasn’t the Jaeyun sitting next to you right now.

“It’s good. I’m still learning the ropes but the team is super nice.” He smiles and bows his head lowly when addressing his seniors, something he always did with your parents. Maybe he hasn’t changed that much at all. The answer seems to be acceptable enough as Mrs Son smiles and doesn’t press further.

Jaeyun smiles at you and his demeanor changes to one of glee, “You remember the Jo twins that started that enterprise with aerodynamic cars?” He asks quietly and you nod, eyes getting bigger as you piece the puzzle together before he can even finish the sentence, “Well for my dissertation I did a study on aerodynamic cars and their resiliency in weather adverse conditions, focusing on autonomous vehicles, and they loved it,” His eyes sparkled just like they did all those years ago when he spoke about science stuff, “Offered me a starting position with them in assisting the theory I proposed.”

“What’s the job?” You whisper to him but don’t look up, playing with your food just as he did earlier in the evening.

It was in that moment of Jaeyun speaking that you realised as unorthodox as your leaving was, it was 100 percent the right decision. He had stars in his eyes that would never shine as bright if he hadn’t gone to Apollo and got this opportunity, and for the first time this week, you’re content. Seeing him achieve a dream, or at least on the way to achieving it, made you feel elated.

“I’m so proud of you, Jaeyun.” It was a sincere statement and Jaeyun smiled widely at your words, like they were the words he had been waiting to hear his whole life. His heart is beating rapidly and you think you can hear it thumping against his ribcage, but you don’t mention it. He thanks you and that’s when Yeoreum pulls you both back to reality.

“My Jakey is so smart, aren’t you.” She caught onto your conversation halfway through his excited outburst, “I have no clue what it means but-”

“So you would propose a framework that tested all the elements to understand just how reliable self-driving cars truly are when faced with weather stress and how to adapt them to overcome the stressors?” You don’t mean to butt in but you always loved to speak about these things with Jaeyun, even if it was basic-level knowledge you had.

His focus was on you, his puppy energy radiating through and if he had a tail, it would be wagging right now, “Exactly! Fuck, the main focus these developers had on the vehicles was sensors that focused on detecting other cars and members of the public but say there is a massive hurricane coming, the sensors would trip out, I proposed a study to test the sensors in adverse weather conditions; fog, rain, wind, heat, all of them.”

Jaeyun rambles on about his theories and you fall right back into how it used to be. You listen intently and learn about something you didn’t care about until he starts speaking about it, and he teaches you something new. It was just like old times. Almost.

“Babe, Y/N doesn’t want to hear all that.” Yeoreum laughs and strokes his arm, “Sorry, Y/N, he gets into all this complicated sciencey stuff that no one has a clue about and forgets to stop.” You notice his face turn red in embarrassment as if he’s just been caught doing something indecent. There is a silence that follows Yeoreum’s words until you speak up.

“I think it’s interesting, I would love to hear more about it.”

He’s so in love with you and he really feels it at its purest form in this moment. It’s a simple thing to listen to his interest and he’s grateful you want to engage more in it. You’ve always been like this, supportive of his ways, never judgmental or dismissive. He’s thankful for you.

“You might be the only one.” Yeoreum and her parents laugh, but as you scan the top half of the table, you see Mr and Mrs Sim smile at you, appreciative. You give Jaeyun a look as if to tell him to continue he shakes his head. “It’s okay, it’s boring anyway.”

Your heart breaks a little seeing the fire in his eyes extinguish as he goes back to eating his food. There isn’t any part of you that hates Yeoreum, but right now you are not her biggest fan, but you let it go. His mood changed but he tried to hide it from everyone, smiling and laughing with them. Recklessly, you place a hand on his thigh and squeeze it to reassure him just like you always used to. Usually, it was to comfort him during his friend's teasing, but now seemed as good a time as ever. His eyes drop to where your hand is situated and he smiles, his left hand weighs itself on yours and he’s calmer. “Tell me later. I want to know all about it.” You whisper to him.

“Thank you, Princess.” The nicknames he used to call you fall so easily out his mouth that he never has time to stop them, but you don’t mind. “And by the way,” He says, his voice lower than ever, “I was asking you for the salt earlier.”

______

The next day, Mrs. Son enters you and Eunseo’s temporary room as you straighten your hair. She is dressed up casually for the first time since you arrived, even her pyjamas seem classy and elegant, so as your eyes take in her loose mom jeans, a grey old university jumper that reads ‘Boston University’ across the chest, and her hair covered with a navy baseball cap.

You remember all the walks you and the Sim family went on, your hand glued to Jaeyun’s as you took in the sights of the city, sometimes even taking hikes of your own early in the morning to watch the sunrise. It wouldn’t be like that this time.

“Girls, we’re going for a walk, Jake’s father's idea,” she rolls her eyes at Eunseo who chuckles, continuing to apply her strawberry chapstick, “Wear something comfortable.” Her sigh indicates that she is in fact not thrilled with the choice, never mind the clothing situation. Not to stereotype but it doesn’t seem that the Son family is common enough for a simple walk.

“Um, I think I’ll stay here, this seems like a family thing.” Your voice is a whisper as you try to get out of seeing Yeoreum take your place beside Jaeyun. This was also a good time to get out of this house and go back home before the wedding. Eunseo shakes her head and stands up.

“Be ready in 5 minutes.” Mrs. Son says and leaves the room. It doesn’t take 5 minutes because with Eunseo it takes 23 minutes and 13 seconds according to her dad who timed her.

“Absolutely not! You’re coming with me. I need my girl to motivate me.” Her eyes are pleading and a pout forming on her lips and you find yourself saying yes, just like you did in that cafe earlier in the week. That was the poorest decision of your life so, this couldn’t be much worse.

We walk downstairs to see everyone waiting and Mr Son is impatient, either from Eunseo’s lack of urgency or because he wants this over and done with just like his wife. “You guys are so impatient, I had to find these cute leggings!” Eunseo scoffs and turns around and models the navy blue leggings that do wonders for her ass.

Jaeyun’s eyes roam over your body as you bend down to put on a pair of old trainers Eunseo dug out from her cupboard so you could match “It’s important to colour match, Y/N! I have a pair of shoes in here just give me a minute” she told you. His teeth find their way to his lip as he bites down, the habit he picked up throughout your relationship because he could never hold in his want for you. Jaeyun wants nothing more than to grab your hips and hold you against him because truthfully he missed your body on his.

“Eunseo, sweetie, you’re going for a walk, not to Seoul Fashion Week.” Mr. Son laughs and starts to tie his shoes. She looks disgusted at her father's insinuation that she would ever wear this outfit to a fashion week and grunts as she sits down, putting on her trainers. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t pack any appropriate attire for this so you’re clad in Eunseo’s tight leggings and crop top. It’s exposing and not something you usually wear but it was either that or a sundress and wedges.

Scared of getting caught ogling you, he turns to his fiance and looks down as she clings to his arm, engrossed by a conversation she is having with his mum. He grabs her face towards his and kisses the side of her mouth, aching for a distraction from you but all his mind is occupied with is you. Even as he kisses Yeoreum, he’s thinking about how your lips used to taste, how they felt, he’s starting to forget how they feel and it sinks his heart into his stomach. All these years without you causing his memory to lapse, only remembering how you used to wear cherry lip balm, or was it oil? He needed to kiss you one more time just so he never forgets.

He feels shitty using Yeoreum as a distraction, kissing her not because he inherently wants to but because at least it keeps his mind and eyes off you.

Yeoreum’s hands glide down his arm as she kisses him back, her lips soft but not yours. He knows it’s wrong, to be thinking about someone else while his fiance is draped over him, her hands in his and giggling as she smooches his face.

You finish tying your shoes and turn round to see Jaeyun’s hand on her waist and mouth all over hers and a wave of sickness comes over you, you can’t do this, not now and not ever. Every time you think you’re okay and can control your emotions he does something that sends you spiraling.

A broad chest blocks your vision of him and you feel two big hands land on your shoulders. Heeseung. You glance up and softly smile at him in gratitude for tearing your eyes away from the horror scene of your love’s tongue down someone else’s throat. Heeseung’s hands squeeze your shoulders and his lips on your temple. You don’t recall Heeseung being affectionate like this before but it has been 4 years since you’ve seen him, he’s probably changed a lot, just like Jaeyun.

“Just stick beside me, yeah?” His voice is gentle and sweet, and you agree to stay with him. He has become your unofficial saviour this week and nothing you do will ever be enough to thank him.

Mr. Sim clears his throat to disrupt the couple’s PDA and starts to speak, “We have two cars to get us to the trail since it’s only,” Mr Sim starts to count heads since some of the family are staying behind,“5,6…9 of us, we should be able to fit 5 and 4. I have a bigger car so I’ll take the 5, Jaeyun can take the 4. Who wants in what car?”

Everyone looks around like it's the first day of school and you’re being asked to partner up. Yeoreum is the first to speak, raising her hand excitedly, “I’m in the car with Jakey obviously.” Jaeyun’s bottom lip protrudes as he nods his head. Of course, it made sense, but knowing you would have to witness her in the passenger seat, his hand probably laid on her thigh, you wanted in the other car more than anything else right now.

“I’ll go with Mr. Sim,” Jaeyun’s eyes dart to yours confused but you shrug it off. Eunseo, who is the opposite of Heeseung, seems to be your worst enemy this trip pipes in, “How about all the adults go in one car and we go in the other? I’m sure Y/N wouldn’t mind sitting on Heeseung’s lap, yeah?” Oh, you are going to kill her. Mr. and Mrs. Sim look between each other and share a personal laugh. You’re glad someone is finding it funny.

“Great! It’s settled then. Let us go.” Mrs. Son barges past everyone to get to her seat, mumbling annoyance along the way.

“It’s fine, I hope you got some meat on those thighs.” You say trying to lighten the mood, and it works for a second. Heeseung laughs and wraps his arm around you and guides you to the car before whispering, “My thighs can hold you just fine, Y/N.”

“You okay with that?” Heeseung’s voice is low but filled with concern, he knew what Eunseo was doing and he wasn’t uncomfortable with the idea, but considering you would rather ride with 4 parents, 2 of whom you don’t know and the other 2 aren’t exactly pitching for your team, he guessed you didn’t want to be in Jaeyun’s car.

Heeseung’s laugh runs through your ears and you feel instantly calm.

Jaeyun and Yeoreum get in the front and the three of you sleek into the back. It’s in this moment that confusion clouds your face. “There are enough seats in here? Why would I have to sit on Heeseung’s lap?” Your question is pointed to Eunseo but Jaeyun answers,

“Oh, we have to pick someone up on the way.” His smile was bright and wide, “She’s a diva and likes her own seat.” Tilting your head at him, Jaeyun looks down and laughs lowly as if you should know.

“You can avoid Heeseung’s lap for now until we pick her up.” Eunseo states as she slides into her side. “But after that…” She winks at you as you scoot into the middle seat. Your best friend really was something else.

You decide to focus on the interior of Jaeyun’s old but new to you car. It’s a lot less shabby than the one you knew, with black leather seats that don’t have cracks in them from years of wear and tear, and his old cassette player has been upgraded to a built-in CD system.

“Let’s put on some music!” Yeoreum says as she trifles through a CD case but Jaeyun quickly takes it from her and laughs nervously.

“Why don’t you take the aux like always? I've said before these CD's aren't your thing.” Jaeyun puts the CDs in his glove box and continues to drive forward. It piqued your curiosity about what was in the case. Probably a surprise wedding mixtape he spent forever on with all Yeoreum’s favourite songs, just like he used to do with you. That sickness from earlier starts to bubble, but you swallow it down.

“Fine. Y/N, what do you like to listen to? I know everyone else’s taste but yours!” Yeoreum is so sweet, and it’s killing you a little. If only she was a bitch.

“Um, I think everything,” You say as you watch her add songs into a queue, clearly picking an eclectic mix to keep everyone happy.

The car jerks forward as Jaeyun almost emergency brakes when Heeseung calls you angel. You’re body lunges forward a little at the jerk but Heeseung shields your body, acting as another seatbelt. “Mate, watch what you’re doing.” Heeseung scorns his best friend as he rubs your arms, “You good?” Nodding in response you get comfy again.

“Put some Monsta X on,” Heeseung’s face turns to you as he speaks. “She loves them, don’t you, angel?”

The rest of the car is filled with Yeoreum’s hand-selected playlist and tension between the driver seat and the one behind.

Jaeyun turns into a quaint little area with a few shops and buildings about 20 minutes into the drive. “Are we here already?” you ask Heeseung but he shakes his head. “Did you forget we have a passenger princess to pick up?” You let out a silent ‘oh’ and nod.

As the car stops in the parking lot you shift a little uncomfortable. “I’m going to stretch my legs.” Heeseung steps out of the car to let you out but you stumble out of the car, luckily, Jaeyun is there to catch you, his hands placed on your shoulders to stop you from face-planting. He doesn’t say a word but his expression is laced with concern to which you shake your head and whisper a thank you.

You brush yourself down and straighten up. “I’ll be back in a minute.” He says to you and lets his hand linger down your arm. All you can do is nod and watch him leave.

“You know her well.” Oh no. Not another ghost from 4 years past. You can’t face another stern face cursing you to oblivion for your previous actions.

“Who are we picking up?” You stretch your right leg and look at Heeseung who laughs.

Yeoreum squeals and gets out of the car, “There she is!” Your sights set on Yeoreum and follow to where she is staring and your heart leaps out of your mouth. As you cross round the car you see the familiar blonde charging her way to you.

“Layla!” You shout, a shit-eating grin plastered on your face as the dog bounds towards you, happiness evident on her face.

In a blur, you kneel down and she jumps up to give your face sloppy licks. Layla was Jaeyun’s family dog, a precious piece of their family, and admittedly your favourite, even before Jaeyun. “Whose my good girl?” You hug her tight as she barks, her tail wagging excitedly, the feeling of missing each other is mutual. Ruffling her coat she jumps around you and barks loudly. Jaeyun smiles down at you both, and you smile back at him, however, you’re the only two smiling as Yeoreum and Eunseo have a look of bewilderment.

“I thought you said she was reserved around new people?” Eunseo asks Yeoreum who hums to confirm.

You miss out on this as you give Layla long-awaited kisses and cuddles, whispering ‘I missed you’ and ‘good girl’ into her fur.

“Um, Jakey? Isn’t Layla shy around people she doesn’t know? She was like that with me when I first met her.” The question from his fiance brings him back to earth and his smile wipes from his face, clearing his throat to buy him some time to think of an excuse.

“Eh, maybe she just trusts Y/N because she’s with all of us.” A pathetic reasoning but you weren’t exactly any help, too busy playing with the excited animal.

Shit.

Heeseung crouches beside you and gives Layla a pet, nudging you in the process, “Remember where you are, Y/N.”

You look around and everyone’s eyes are on you. “She must just sense I’m a dog person. Are you a dog or cat person, Yeoreum?” If there was one thing you perfected over the years it’s how to deflect situations onto another person and that's through the art of asking them questions about themself.

“I like dogs!” She smiles, “But I do like cats.” Her pondering face is matched with her hand on her cheek, “Jakey, do you think she didn’t take to me because I like cats?”

“Yes!” Jaeyun claps and points to her excitedly, happy to have a reason for this scenario in front of him. “Must be that, Reumie.” His shoulders relax and his eyes fix on Layla. She’s clueless, just happy that you’re back.

Getting back into the car you sit on Heeseung’s lap and Layla looks at you, like if she focuses on anyone else you’ll disappear again. You pet her to reassure her and it doesn’t take long for her to lay her head on your thigh, just happy for your presence. Jaeyun’s heart flips at the scene as he watches it through the rearview mirror.

As you’re getting comfy on Heeseung’s thighs, you hover a little to not put all the pressure of you on him, but Heeseung is Heeseung and he notices. His hands grip your waist and plonk you down until your whole weight is on him. “You won’t break me.” He chuckles and rubs circles into your hips. A slight nod of your head is all you offer him and you get comfy.

Jaeyun starts the car, reversing out the car park, one arm resting on the seat as he looks behind him, for a split second he looks your way but quickly goes back to focusing on not crashing the car, his tongue pointed out the side of his mouth in concentration. You shift in Heeseung’s lap as heat bubbles in your stomach. There is something about Jaeyun driving that always made you think out of church hour thoughts, the way the veins run up his arm, how his tongue pokes out and wets his lips, his one hand on the wheel reversing, it was all so hot. There were times on occasion you couldn’t handle it and got him to take you in the backseat, those were not the thoughts you need right now while you’re on his best friend’s lap.

“Hey,” Heeseung rips your gaze from Jaeyun’s hand with his voice as you turn your head to him, his voice low enough only you can hear, “If you leave a wet patch on my sweatpants I will have you pay for my dry cleaning.” He huffs out a laugh as your face falls and goes bright red.

“I-I, shut up, Hee!” You whisper and slap his chest.

One hour later you arrive and see the couple’s parents waving Jaeyun over. As he parks the car you all clamber out and greet the others, Layla ping-ponging herself between you and Jaeyun.

A tap on your shoulder has you turning to face a serious Eunseo, “How did you know her name was Layla?” The question catches you for a new one but you just spout the same excuse you have this whole trip.

“Jake told me.”

“You know.” She crosses her arms and taps her foot a few times before continuing, “You seem to have spoken to Jake a lot and yet, I haven’t seen you talk to him once.” The tone of her sentence is accusatory but you keep calm.

She hums, “He knew about your distaste for black pepper, you knew he was captain of his high school football team, and I heard him request a vegetarian dish for you to our cook so I presume he knows you hate red meat. All that was way before dinner.” Her stance is strong as she leans back and waits for you to explain, but you can’t.

“W-what do you mean? We spoke last night, about his job and stuff,” your hand points to her, palm faced forward, “you saw.”

“Oh Eunseo, Jaeyun is actually the love of my life, we dated for about 4 years and then I left without a word. Now he’s going to marry your sister and I want to die at the thought.”

That is what you probably shouldn’t say, so you settle with, “Just small talk I guess.” A nervous laugh leaves you but she doesn’t let up. “Y/N-”

At the same time Eunseo is saying your name, Heeseung comes over and hugs you from behind, “You coming, ladies? Or do you want to stay here with all the screaming children?” Heeseung points over Eunseo’s shoulder to the crying toddler and their sleep-deprived parents.

“You two need to be more careful. If Eunseo finds out, she tells Yeoreum, and I don’t think you want to be the topic of that conversation right before the wedding, yeah?”

“Coming!” You say and rush off, grabbing Heeseung’s hand and getting you both out of Eunseo’s earshot. “Thank you.”

He’s right. He always is and it exudes a heavy sigh from your lips. “I know, it’s just so easy to forget.” You admit and his silent nod is all you need before the group of you head for your walk.

It’s peaceful, every so often you throw a stick for Layla, and chatter amongst the parents is all you hear as you make it your mission to not look Jaeyun’s way. Eunseo walks alongside the happy couple and you do as Heeseung suggested and stay by his side. The scenery takes your breath away, the golden sun burning your skin, not a cloud in sight. You take some time to reflect on the past 4 years and realise the sun doesn’t come out so much in Pyeongchang.

“Y/N?” You turn to see Yeoreum looking at you, “Can I ask you something?” Oh no. Eunseo told her, fuck, maybe Mrs. Sim did. Is she going to throw you over the cliff, is all this one big ploy to get rid of you?

“Oh, sure.” You look away and prepare for the worst-case scenario.

“Tell us more about your ex. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Your eyes widen and look straight at Jaeyun who, despite his golden skin, is suddenly pale white. “I don’t know why you broke up with him if you were so perfect for each other.”

Jaeyun and Heeseung look at each other in confusion. They weren’t there for the conversation when the football game was going on, so they had no idea what Yeoreum was talking about.

“Yeah!” It’s Eunseo’s turn to chime in, “Y/N is such a closed book, I still know hardly anything about her. Tell us. You said you had challenges.”

“I-”

“It’s not really our business though, it is? We don’t have to know.” Heeseung speaks up in your defense but Yeoreum just scoffs. “I know about everyone’s exes, I love hearing about them. I know all about yours,” She points to Heeseung, “I of course know all about Jake’s.” She rolls her eyes as she spits the last sentence out, clearly, Jaeyun had said some bitter things about you, but you don’t mind. You deserved it. “So tell us about yours, Y/N. Jake, you should have seen the way she spoke about him! It was true love, I know it, maybe we can give you advice and get back together?”

Jaeyun coughs and looks up to the sky, wishing a bright light would come from between the clouds and either obliterate him like in that War of the Worlds movie.

“It was just,” You stop, uncomfortable at the idea that the subject of conversation is only a meter from you. Maybe this was your chance to really explain yourself in a controlled environment where emotions had to be under control, not like that night in the kitchen.

“I just was scared I think. I didn’t really handle the situation well. I was scared of long distance so I didn’t tell him I was going to college in Pyeongchang and just up and left.”

“I thought it was the right call. He had dreams, and honestly? He would have given all of it up for me. His dream school, his future, just to follow me and I didn’t want to live with the guilt of it.” Your head hangs low, and Heeseung’s hand grazes yours in an attempt to comfort you. “In the moment, I thought it was the right choice.”

“Damn,” Eunseo slows down her pace and looks at you, “You mean you just, left him behind?”

Eunseo stops completely, “Your parents…”

“Left them behind too. I didn’t want to risk him finding out where I was going. I didn’t tell anyone. Literally.” It was all clicking in Eunseo’s head and her jaw hung open.

“That’s cold, Y/N. I can’t imagine how he feels. Does he know where you are now?” Yeoreum asks the wrong questions every single time and you almost laugh at the irony.

You shrug, “I-”

“What do you think about it now?” The Australian accent jolts you to attention and interrupts what would have been a lie. Turning your head to him you wish he wasn’t looking at you with his eyes wide, like they’re desperate for something only you can give him.

Swallowing you nod slowly, “I think- I think I made the wrong choice.” You should have stopped the sentence there but you continue, “He’s everything to me still, I would do anything to go back and change it.”

In another world, Jaeyun is tearing himself away from Yeoreum, picking you up, and kissing you because you are the only one that matters. But this isn’t a romance movie, and you’re both deep in this tangled mess.

“I think you should reach out. Then you can have what me and Jake have.” A scoff is heard behind you. Turning, you view Heeseung with disgust on his face, his jaw is clenched and his eyes don’t even give Yeoreum the time of day. “What? You don’t think she could have that?”

“I think Y/N can have anything she wants,” He’s biting his tongue. Jaeyun’s gaze is looking pleadingly at his best man to shut the fuck up. He doesn’t, “It’s just Y/N is describing a love that sounds like once in a lifetime.”

It’s Yeoreum’s time to stop in her tracks. “And you think Jake and I don’t have that?”

“Yes.” If gagged had a visual representation next to its definition in the dictionary, it would be a still-frame picture of your face right now. “It’s not that you don’t love each other obviously,” damage control Heeseung was coming to fruition as he saw the shocked faces staring at him, “It’s just love like that isn’t easy to find.” He mumbles, cursing under his breath that he even opened his mouth.

“Well, for your information, Heeseung I brought Jake back to life after his high school relationship. He was nothing but a hollow body until he met me. If it wasn’t a ‘once in a lifetime love’” She air quotes the phrase, “then he would still be moping around over a shitty, second string ex that never deserved him.”

“Enough.” Jaeyun’s voice is stern, not like you’ve ever heard before, “Both of you just shut up. I love Yeoreum,” He faces Heeseung almost trying to convince him, “I wouldn’t be marrying her otherwise, “and you don’t get to shit on my ex.” His attention now on his fiance, “You don’t know her, she had her reasons, and yeah she hurt me, but she deserved all the love I gave her. So keep her out of your mouth. Got it?”

Maybe Yeoreum’s face right now should be next to gagged in the dictionary. Scratch that, just have this whole scenario play out on a projector. Jaeyun strides ahead, annoyed that anyone in their right mind would ever say anything like that about you. The silence is loud as you all continue your walk, Layla still none the wiser.

As you reach the top of the trail, Jaeyun’s emotions have settled but he doesn’t look at you or Yeoreum once, focused on the sun. Even though it’s shining bright, it’s a lot colder with the breeze from the height where he stood.

Layla is pulling at you to follow her and with her leash in hand you do. She paws at Jaeyun who looks down with a smile and pets her head. “I’m sorry.” He whispers and you take a moment to register he’s talking to you. “She shouldn’t have said that.”

Your heart beats loudly because even after all this time he’s still looking out for you, still caring about your feelings even though he would have every right to hate you and curse you just like Yeoreum had.

“Jaeyun, It’s okay. She’s not wrong. It was shitty.” You suck your teeth and then you laugh, “You’re gonna be a terrifying dad,” He doesn’t say anything but his eyebrows scrunch together, “The way you put them both in their place, I’ve never seen you get angry.”

“Ah, that’s not true.” Now it was your turn to adorn a face of confusion, “Your birthday party, with Sunghoon?” Oh. Yeah. That. You shift from one foot to another, wrapping Layla’s lead around one of your hands. “I think that was the only time though.”

“I’m sorry about that.” He laughs loudly and shakes his head. “Baby, that was like 7 years ago. I forgive you. I forgave you that night.”

“Then go forgive Yeoreum.” The statement causes Jaeyun to lean back. “You should forgive her. It wasn’t nice but she didn’t mean it like that, she was protecting you because she loves you. If you can forgive me that easy then you can do the same for her.”

He sighs and sticks his hands in his pockets. “It’s easy to forgive you.”

“Do you?” Your voice is a whisper, your heart rapidly hitting against your chest, “Forgive me.”

Jaeyun nods his head slowly and turns to face you properly, “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

Taking his hand out of his pocket he grabs yours and squeezes it. He loves you and that is never going to change. It’s just that he loves Yeoreum now. You can try to find contentment in that.

_______

For the car ride back, Yeoreum storms into the backseat without giving any warning, clearly mad at her future husband. Heeseung guides Layla into the middle seat before situating himself on the seat beside her and waiting for you to crawl onto his lap. That however does not happen. Eunseo decides to sit on Heeseung’s lap instead and he is less than impressed. “Um, Eunseo?” She turns to Heeseung as if sitting on his lap is the most obvious decision in the world. “What? I’m not sitting next to him after he shouted at my sister.” Jaeyun opens the driver seat and throws himself down onto the leather, muttering a barely heard ‘I didn’t shout’. You look at Heeseung to help you out but he shrugs and mouths a sorrowful ‘Sorry.’ which is no comfort at all. “Y/N can sit in the front.” Yeoreum huffs and you follow her instruction mindlessly. You get into the passenger side and buckle your seatbelt for the awkward 2 hours that await.

“Let me put on some music, yeah?” Your voice is calm and quiet like you’re trying not to disrupt the tension. Heeseung is the only one to agree but you still grab the aux and plug your phone in. Unlike Yeoreum, you don’t ask what songs people want and settle for one of your playlists but just as you go to hit play, your phone says it’s at 5% and you mentally curse yourself for taking so many pictures. You have a choice; you can either play the songs right now and have your phone die in 2 minutes, or sit in silence. You sit for a while and the silence causes Jaeyun to turn to you.

“You okay?” he asks and you hum explaining about your phone, “Here.” Opening the glove box he hands you the CDs he hid from Yeoreum and she notices, crossing her arms and holding back from making a sarky comment.

Flicking through the CDs you see the mixtapes he made over the years until one stops you dead. ‘Y/N #1’. Your fingers flip through and all of them are named something similar all the way to ‘Y/N #38’. The last one has drawings of rings and keys all around it and you lightly trace your fingers over it, scared that if you touch it you’ll break it.

To confirm your theories, you pick it out and enter it into the CD player and your heart skips at least 5 beats as the first notes play from Love is All Around by Wetter. You choke on nothing as the memories of that night come flooding back to that night. He had taken all those cassette tapes and made them into CDs. Even after you abandoned him he still took the time to transfer every single mixtape. Your chest feels heavy and you feel like you’re going to pass out until Jaeyun places a hand on your thigh to calm you down. His touch is so familiar and comforting that instantly you feel relief wash over you, your hand intertwining with his. Just like how you used to be, you’re seeking his comfort.

Yeoreum is in too much of a sour mood to notice how his thumb rubs your skin, and how his whole body suddenly feels like it’s found the missing limb that’s been detached from him. But Heeseung doesn’t. He sees it all and he wants to cuss you both out for being so obvious. Still, instead, he’s engaging Eunseo in meaningless conversation, distracting her of any chance to see how Jaeyun has his fingers tracing hearts into your thigh.

As the song’s final chorus blares through the speakers he brings your hand to his lips and kisses it gently. It’s a foolish move and Heeseung panics, looking between the sisters to see if any of them notice and somehow they don’t. He is going to have some words for you both when they all get back.

Alan Watt’s monologue at the end of the song doesn’t help the way you’re feeling, like for the first time in years you are exactly where you should be, with the love of your life. But his hand leaves yours as the journey goes on due to worrying that Yeoreum could turn her head and see it, and you’re pulled back to reality. He isn’t yours, and he’s getting married in two days.

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Stepping out of the car you watch as everyone walks into the house, some sullen, and some oblivious about what happened. You wish you were the latter. Jaeyun walks with his hands in his pockets, head down as he follows a pouty Yeoreum up the stairs and into their bedroom. The house’s once light atmosphere is now heavy and by this point, everyone can feel it. Mr. Sim pulls Heeseung to the side and they share a whisper. Mrs & Mr. Son kidnap Mrs. Sim and Eunseo to the kitchen to help them prepare dinner.

You don’t follow your best friend, instead, you tread up the grand staircase, ready to shower and wash off the antics of today, craving the battering of hot water against your skin. Your foot is not but a second on the first floor when you hear shouting. It’s muffled and honestly, you shouldn’t be listening but you’re nosey and you one hundred percent know who it is.

“I just don’t understand why you shouted at me like that. And in front of our friends!” Yeoreum cries out. Don’t eavesdrop your mind is telling you, but your feet are gingerly walking to their door, it lays slightly ajar.

You don’t see lots but you can see Yeoreum’s back and sometimes when she moves, you can see Jaeyun. He looks lost, guilty, and bored all at once.

“Reumie, I did not shout at you. I told you to not speak about my ex. What is your fascination with her? You bring her up whenever you get the chance.”

Yeoreum scoffs and folds her arms, one foot pointed out to the right and her hip jutted out. “Me?! Fascination?! You have some nerve to ask me that.” Jaeyun looks at her confused, “Jake, you are so sensitive whenever I bring her up.”

“Because she’s my fucking ex, Yeoreum. It’s a sensitive fucking topic for a lot of people believe it or not. I told you talking about her makes me uncomfortable” He’s mad and he’s scared she’ll say something that will have him saying something regretful. Jaeyun’s hands are in front of him and his fingers are joined as he tries to calm down. “Look, let’s just forget it-”

“Get over it, Jake. She probably has. I am the one who got you out of your rut, I am the one who held you on those nights you’d cry over her wishing she would come back even though I, your girlfriend, was right there, and I sure as hell am the one you asked to marry you.”

Jaeyun stills at the memories of him laying on his dorm bed, willing you to come home to him, Yeoreum hugging him from behind, lulling him to calm down. He couldn’t even pretend to care about her presence when thoughts of you struck into his mind. She didn’t deserve the way he was back then and he’s surprised she stayed around.

Jaeyun opens his mouth but she cuts him off before he can even respond, her eyes are on him with a deadly stare, “Do you still love her?” It’s his turn to scoff but she doesn’t let up, “Tell me you don’t love her, and I’ll put it all behind me. I will forget this ever happened and drop it.” She knows the answer, but she wants him to lie to her.

“I- Yeoreum everyone still has feelings for their first love.”

“If she walked through that door right now, would you leave me for her?”

A gentle hand enveloped the top of your arm, causing you to gasp and turn around panicked. Mr. Sim’s gaze meets yours. He gently leads you from the door and into your room, “I think you’ve heard enough.” Although the statement can come across as rude from anyone else, his tone is comforting. He was taking you away from the possibility of the answer you knew he was going to say. Of course not. He wouldn’t leave her if his ex walked into his life again because you did walk back in and he is still very much engaged.

Jaeyun’s dad shuts the door behind him and sighs, “Y/N, Heeseung told me what happened.” You nod.

“It wasn’t a big argument, they’ll get over it in a minute.” Looking up you see him shaking his head and waltzing towards you, guiding you both to sit on the edge of the bed.

“He told me everything.” Oh. You nod again, this time heavy and with dread, as you think about the prospect of how this conversation will go.

The next words to leave his mouth are not in a million years what you would have guessed, “Thank you.” Shifting your body to face him completely you stretch your neck forward to make sure you heard him correctly, eyelids invisible as your eyebrows dart up.

Mr. Sim laughs and gently shakes your leg affectionately. “I know I didn’t give you the best welcome back reaction but you have to understand.” You daren’t say a word, trying to listen carefully, “When you left, you left behind my son but you took him with you. His livelihood, his character, his heart, he lost himself and I think it’s because you accidentally packed him up with your bags.”

“I’ll be candid, we lost all respect for you,” His face is sour and all you can do is nod because he had every right to feel this way, “But after these past few days, and Heeseung telling me why you left, I realise I have to thank you.”

The guilt your heart feels is astronomical, you knew it would hurt him, but something about the way his dad is putting it is like having someone poke multiple pins in your heart and dragging them down slowly, and painfully, torturing you as you awaited death.

“Why? You should hate me, you said yourself, I destroyed him.”

“Emotionally at the time, yes. But every step you took was always with his interest at the forefront. You knew he would reject Apollo if you told him you weren’t going with him.” A chuckle leaves his lips and his hand pats your leg again, “One thing about my boy? He is stupid when it comes to mind over heart. And you are so smart, baby girl.” Mr. Sim’s eyes are just as they used to be, full of adoration for you.

“If Jaeyun had left with you, he might have started to resent you and the relationship, wondering if he made the right choice, it would cause arguments, you’d drift and it would all have been for nothing. You saw that didn’t you?”

Yes. That is exactly how you saw it. When you made the decision to not tell him, long distance was your main reason, but as you stewed with it for years you truly know the guilt of keeping him from his dream school and ultimately sabotaging his future was the main reason. You wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye. “Something like that.” Is all you mutter to him, “I knew how hard he worked for all of it, Busan, Apollo, his career, I didn’t want him to jeopardise it for some girl. And he always said long-distance scared him.” Tears are ricocheting down your face and you taste the salt as the liquid slips past your lips. For the first time, your feelings and actions are being validated.

“He also got Yeoreum.” You say smiling sadly. He grabs your chin and turns your face to his delicately.

“My son was always your number one priority, even when you didn’t realise it. Now do I wish there was a better way you could have gone about this? Categorically so.” He laughs and for the first time in the whole conversation so do you, nodding your head and your eyes looking up. “But you deserve a thank you because look what he has; honours in one of the most prestigious colleges in the country, a job he loves and is so dearly passionate about, I mean really, I cannot get him to shut up about it,”

“Do you love him?” You agree without hesitation and try to focus on anything but his eyes, too painful and far too similar to his son’s. “Then let me give you some advice,” Shouting can be heard, Jaeyun and Yeoreum’s voices getting louder but you’re too busy hanging on to every word Mr. Sim is speaking to tune in, “Do what you think is best, for you and him, either together or separate. You’ll make the right choice, Y/N. I know that now.”

#aj writes #jake x reader #jake sim #enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #jake smut #enha smut #lots of hidden things in this part that sets up nicely for the last 2 parts :)

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swisccfinds · 5 months

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TOP 5 MUST HAVE Sims 4 Career Mods

These are my most personal Career mods for the sims 4, please don't forget to show love and support to the creators.

1- Youtube Career Mod by itsmeTroiYT

There is so many interactions with this mod it is unbelievable! If you head to the download button below it will bring you to the creator's post which will show all the type of things you can do with this mod but for now to keep the Tumblr photo limit here is some of the creator's notes that explain the levels and the branches

Gamer (6-10) PC Noob $100/hr Streamer $200/hr Daily Uploader $300/hr Tagline Genius $600/hr Prestige Gamer $1500/hr

Vlogger (6-10) Viner $100/hr Prank Wars Vlogger $200/hr Unbox Therapy $300/hr Vlogger $600/hr Daily Vlogger $1600/hr

DIY Hot Glue Gun Mess $250/hr Creative Weirdo $350/hr Hacks Master $600/hr DIY Superstar $650/hr [Something] DIY $1500/hr

MUA Fenty Beauty Counter Rep $200/hr Brand Tester $300/hr Makeup Brand Collab $350/hr Personal Makeup Artist $750/hr MUA $1500/hr

Cooking One Pan Cook $150/hr Made from TV/Movies $300/hr Remixed Recipe Cook $345/hr Guest Host Cook $625/hr Master Cook $1500/hr

FX Makeup Artist NYX Face Awards $120/hr Halloween Royalty $200/hr FX on a Budget $350/hr Workshop Personality $645/hr Glam & Gore $1450/hr

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2- Modeling Career Mod by KPC0528

This is an amazing mod! If you want your sim to become a model this is the mod for you! This does require the City living & Get Famous expansion packs, so be aware. Here are the creator's notes about the levels and branches;

1. Volunteer Model--there is no pay for the beginning of this career. I wanted to make it as realistic as possible, so level 1 is all about building a portfolio and gaining exposure. Mood: Confident M - W - F S S

2. Local Model -- Your sim will be part of the "mall crowd" participating in local fashion shows. These jobs aren't very selective... $15/hr. Skills: Charisma 1 Mood: Confident - T - T F S S

3. Hand Model-- Keep those hands soft and supple as your sims model rings, bracelets, and watches for local jewelry designers! $18/hr. Skills: Charisma 2 Mood: Confident - T - T F S S

4. Hair Model-- Cutting, coloring, styling. Your Sims's hair will be put through it all in exchange for some simoleons and their pictures to be featured in hair dressers' portfolios. $20/hr. Skills: Charisma 3, Fitness 3 Mood: Confident - T - T F S S

Choose track: Commercial Model or High Fashion Model

Commercial Model track: Commercial models are the models you would see in shopping catalogs and local commercials. The sim-next-door look is desired, so your sim will need attractive looks as well as an attractive personality to do well in this career track.

5. Commercial Catalog Model--Your sim will be showcasing the newest collections by the most popular stores, like Sim Navy and JC Simmy. $50/hr. Skills: Charisma 4, Fitness 4 Mood: Confident M T W - F S -

6. Fitness Model-- Fitness is the name of the game here. Your sim must continue to sculpt his/her body to perfection in order to sell the newest workout gear and sports drinks. $65/hr. Skills: Charisma 5, Fitness 7 Mood: Energetic M T W T - S -

7. Social Media Model-- Your sim's face is getting popular online! He/she will be modeling the hottest makeup, jewelry, and clothing through various social media platforms like Simstagram. $80/hr. Skills: Charisma 7 Mood: Confident - - W - F S S

8. Music Video Model-- Who wouldn't want to be a model in a famous music video? Your sim must hone in their dance skills so they don't embarrass themselves in front of the musical superstars.... $90/hr. Skills: Charisma 8, Dancing 3 Mood: Confident M T - T F S - 9. Television Model-- Television! Your sim will be featured on all sorts of commercials, from clothing and perfume, to cookware and living room furniture. $130/hr. Skills: Charisma 10 Mood: Confident M T W - F S -

10. Coversim-- The ultimate goal! Your sim is on every grocery store magazine rack, dishing the newest gossip about his/her love life, as well as modeling the hippest designs. Congrats, superstar! $300/hr. Mood: Confident M T W - F S -

High Fashion Model track: This track is for the serious fashionista. In order to gain celebrity as a high fashion model, your sim must be both gorgeous and interesting, as well as charismatic and athletic. Reaching the end of this track means worldwide fame and luxury! 5. Swimsuit Model-- Swimsuit models are photographed even in the winter months, so this isn't just for fun! Your sim must be in excellent shape to make it as a swimsuit model. $55/hr. Skills: Charisma 5, Fitness 6 Mood: Flirty M T W - F S -

6. Lingerie Model-- No room for shy sims here! Upscale lingerie is a mega-money-making business, so only the most alluring sims will be successful. $75/hr. Skills: Charisma 6, Fitness 8 Mood: Flirty M T W - F S -

7. Fashion Catalog Model-- High-end fashion is extremely expensive, so the stakes are high. Your sim must continue to perfect his/her body and personality in order to sell these interesting-looking clothes in the highest end fashion magazines. $90/hr. Skills: Charisma 7, Fitness 9 Mood: Confident M T - T F S -

8. Runway Model--Don't trip! All eyes are on your sim as he/she struts their stuff on the catwalk. Sims watching and cameras flashing can be nerve-wracking for even the most confident sim, but this is a necessary step in order to become a supermodel. $120/hr. Skills: Charisma 8, Fitness 10 Mood: Confident - T W - F S S

9. Editorial Model--Sim Vogue. Your sim is on the cover, looking fierce as fierce can be! Your sim is the epitome of a style icon, and everyone is looking at him/her for style inspiration. $300/hr. Skills: Charisma 10 Mood: Confident M T W - F S -

10. International Supermodel--Traveling the world for fashion shows? Check. Hosting reality style shows? Check. Getting paid to be famous? Check. Your sim is THE top model, as long as a newer, hotter thing doesn't come around. $450/hr. Mood: Confident M - W - - S -

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3- Social Services Career Mod by missmani09

This is a great mod if your interested in having your sim work in social services for a backstory or maybe its just what you mapped out they would be in your head. Here are some of the creator's notes about this mod;

Social Serivices:

1) Clerical Staff Extra Help -Responsible for copying and filing documents, sorting documents

2) Administrative Specialist I -answer phones, answer client's questions, file, sort

3) Administrative Specialist II -Key application, answer telephones, work front desk window correspond emails

4) Administrative Specialist Supervisor Supervise all clerical staff ensure front desk runs smoothly ensure applications are keyed correctly ensure office machinery is working properly assign staff job duties

------------------------------------------------------------ ---(AA) ---- Division of Sim County Operations ------- ----------------------------------------------------------

5A) Program Eligibilty Specialist I - SNAP Process Sim food stamp program applications. Interview & verify resources Assist homeless sims Determine eligibilty for supplemental nutrition program

6A) Program Eligbiliy Specialist II Process sim program applications Determine eligibilty for Sim daycare voucher applications Determine eligibilty for supplemental nutrition program

7A) Family Health Care Case Manager -Family Medicaid Process Sims' medicaid applications. Determine medical coverage eligibilty for Sims including Working Sims' medical coverage, SimKids Care A or SimKids Care B

8A) Aged Sim Health Care Case Manager Process Aged, Retired, and Disabled elder sims' medicare applications Determine disability

9A) Sim Social Services County Administrator oversee especific sim world in which sim currently lives

10A) Sim Social Services National Director oversee all sim worlds

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---(BB) Division of Child Protective Services -------------------------------------------------------------- job is to protect and ensure the health, safety, and well being off all sim children.

5B) Child Protective Service Worker Visit homes. Provide struggling parents with resources and tools to become effective parents. Remove children from home if necessary to the childs health & safety

6B) Child Abuse&Neglect Investigator visit homes. on call rotation investigate suspected sim child neglect/abuse that comes into the hotline issue warnings to parent's who a nearing neglectful standards Remove children from home if necessary to the childs health & safety

7B) Foster Care Case Manager On call rotation. Manage Sim children's cases who have been removed from their home due to neglect/abuse. write extensive case notes

8B) Adoption Specialist process adoption applications. match waiting foster children and place into adoptive home

9B) Sim County CPS Supervisor Oversee foster care and CPS case managers

10B) Sim CPS National Director

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4- Psychologist Career mod by Kittyblue

This is career mod is actually my favorite for storytelling! In this mod there are two branches which are Counseling Psychology and Forensic Psychologist.

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5- Tattoo Artist Career mod by MesmericSimmer

I love this one so much, mainly because I want one of my sim's backstory to include this career. They have this career option for both adults and teens!

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adelarsims · 2 months

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"mercury shine" tutorial

i didn't know you guys @occultradio and @aliengirl would want a tutorial on what was a genuine fuckup on my part, but i love how excited it got you, so here you go! your tutorial! you can now make alien clothes and funky face details!

1. by default, the mask (the right black and white one) is based exactly on your texture, so just export it and edit the part that doesn't say mask. if the item you want to edit doesn't have it, you can click on make blank to generate it (the specular itself will be empty).

2. for your own convenience, resize the diffuse texture (any swatch where you can see elements of the texture very well) and put it under your specular map while you work on it, because the placement of elements on specular map correlates with the main texture, and if you make patterns and standing out elements with your specular, like shiny buttons or leather belts or anything, you want to see where they are on the texture. 3. so as you may know, the specular texture depends on the color (like metallic shine for accessories will be yellowish, leather shine will be purple-pinkish, bigger opacity = stronger shine). make areas you want to have the "mercury shine" pure white (#ffffff)! 4. the opacity of white in this case seems to not matter, 100% and 10% opacity white yielded the same result when i tested it. so if your clothes are supposed to have mercury parts and non-mercury parts, i guess the easiest way to make a specular texture would be just slapping solid white parts/patterns on top of your usual specular if you use any. this way, if it's solid, you won't need to erase parts of non-mercury specular underneath, which makes for less dirt and loose pixels on the final thing. 5. WARNING! if parts of your specular go outside of the white area on the mask, next time you'll use the item in cas, this mask will be rewritten based on your specular map, and you'll have shining blotches on sim's skin and anywhere you don't need them, so don't forget to erase everything else. just put the mask png on top of the specular you've made (it's the same size anyway), select all black areas and then delete the selection on your specular.

you can check this test file if you want to disassemble it and take a look at the specular, just notice that studio doesn't show the shine, you'll need to open cas to see the result of your work.

#sims 4 tutorial #simblr #the sims 4 #ts4

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prettytranzboy · 1 year

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Is okay if i could request a Ghost x male reader? Like reader is Ghost's cute and small househusband and ghost gets back home tired and stress and reader noticed this- you can choose what happens next!

You can also choose what kinks it'll be! Byee!<33

This was not edited at all so I'm sorry for mistakes and error :( but enjoy Anon!!

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You and Simon met while you were out shopping and it was like love at first sight. Normally Simon would be brush it cause he didn't time for love but he could get you out of his mind. So once he saw you again, he made his move. After the he proposed to you, you've been dating for 4 years, engaged for 1 and marriage for 10.

You loved him deeply but you knew he would be gone for long periods of time due to his job and he'll usually tell you when he'll be home but untill then you were use to being alone.

You liked the peace in quite when ghost was gone, it was peaceful and you had so much free time throughout the weeks. Each room was clean from top to bottom and you even picked up a few hobbies like gardening and learning how to fight, for the main part you were just a lively person!

You were making dinner with a cute little dark blue apron which match your outfit. You were making Simon's favorite food, Noodles but Vietnamese style. You set the dinner table because you knew he'll be home, you didn't realize that he was home you were startled by arm around your waist and a kiss on the back of your neck. You realized it was Simon,

"Ah!- Simon you scared me!"

He spined you around and kissed your neck more.

"It's daddy to you baby boy…"

"Sim- D-daddy…you can't- your dinner….~"

He cutes you of by bending you over the dinner table and pulling down your pants, and there your wearing….A fucking jock strap.

"Hehehe… You were wait for me, huh? This will make it easier for the both of us, Fuck! I'm to stress to think right now, I need to fuck you~!"

You heard a him take of his pants and then hit the floor, before you spoke you felt a pulsing coke hot dogging your ass, Simon's pulsing cock hot dogging your ass.

"Get ready cause I'm about to fuck up this… ass!"

He shoved his cock inside, so deep its probably in your stomach. Simon starts to thrust into you roughly with his hand is squeezing your hips tightly, this man doesn't know how to soften up.

"Gah! S-s-sloow doown!"

He didn't listen and kept on going, he was going so rough that the table was moving and the soup was long forgotten. You tried to grab on to something to keep you steady but you were slowly going dumb on his cock but before you knew it he grab your wrist and fucked you deeper than before.

You came right then and there yet he kept going.

"No! Noooo… I just-Ah! FuuUuUuck!"

Tear were streaming down your face, you couldn't speak in full sentences anymore, you were overestimated and fuck out. All of a sudden he stopped, you were confused before picking up by your knees. Now your back was against him as he spread your legs to expose your hole, it didn't take him a second before fuck you again.

"That's right bitch cry moan more while you go dumb!"

"Is this your favorite cock baby boy?"

"Yeshhh!!~"

He started to pull out slowly were just the tip was the only thing in, even this is tip he stretched you to your limit. Simon shoved his cock back inside, he didn't this a couple of times before cuming deep inside of you. You though you were done, oh honey this was just the beginning….~

#ghost call of duty #ghost x male reader #bottom male reader #sub male reader #mlm #male reader #x male reader

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lraerosesims · 3 months

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How I draw: Silver Metallic Buttons for Sims 2 Textures

As we all know, Sims 2 doesn't really appreciate large file sizes/dimensions for it's textures, so sometimes you have work very closely with the individual pixels. Here is how I draw buttons. Video is sped up so don't feel like you need to draw as fast as me!

Side note: this tutorial is created on the basis that you already know how to use the basic functions of Sims BodyShop to extract the texture file. There's plenty of tutorials out there explaining that so please don't ask me to clarify on that part. Anyway, on to the buttons...↓↓↓

What you need:

A PC

Digital Drawing app (like Photoshop, Krita etc)

A Graphics Tablet with pen - you could try this with a mouse but I wouldn't recommend!

And obviously Sims 2/Sims 2 BodyShop

First off, create a new layer - we don't want this button permanently stuck to our base texture. Then I get a standard hard edge brush (I use Krita as my drawing software, so just use whatever hard brush is available in your preferred software/app). Because I'm making relatively small buttons, I make my brush 7.09px in size. Select a mid to light grey colour as the base. Make a single circle.

Then decrease the brush size to be nice and small. As a comparison to my 7.09px circle, I decrease to 0.01px for this next step. Choose a slightly darker grey colour and lightly sketch in a 'semi-circular line' about 3/4 of the way around just in from the edge of the circle. By lightly sketching - and not pressing down hard, you'll get varying tones on each pixel to represent different reflections on the 'metal'.

Next choose a darker grey again, and lightly sketch around the similar area as the last colour, but don't be too fussy on hitting the same pixels - we want varying tonal values for our shadows.

Then choose white and lightly sketch the 'catch light' part of the button. This doesn't need to be right in the centre, in fact it's better if it's off to the side, or towards the top more. We're not always facing directly towards a light source so this creates a more realistic lighting effect. You'll see me select the same mid to light base grey I used just to lightly dust over the edges of the white area to soften it a tiny bit (only do this if your white edge is a little to crisp).

After that I go back and forth between a few different tones of grey to lightly sketch over the parts we haven't really drawn on yet. This just helps create some gradual shading that enhances the 'roundness' of our very flat, very 2D button texture.

Once you're happy with the shadowing (remember it looks somewhat janky this close up, but you can always zoom out to see if the button looks more smooth when further away), you can then make another layer, and drag it below your newly made button layer in the layer menu. Select a soft edge brush and increase the size to slightly wider than your buttons overall size (I chose 9.14px compared to my 7.09px button)

Choose black from the colour wheel/palette and lightly build up the shadow underneath the button, gradually increasing size and opacity until desired tone. If the colour of the 'garment' in this texture is light then keep the shadow to a minimum, if it's dark then the shadow needs to be deep enough to show up.

Zoom out and inspect how this button looks further out. If you're satisfied, then merge the button and shadow layers together, copy/paste it as many times as needed for the garment you're texturing and Voila! You made buttons for a Sims 2 Texture!!

Feel free to ask any questions below - I'm definitely no professional, especially in creating tutorials so I'm more than happy to clarify if something didn't make sense.

#sims tutorial #digital drawing #retexture #drawing tutorial #ts2 #the sims 2 #digital art tips #lraerosesims #lraerosesims-tutorials

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4wkjun · 3 months

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daddy sim | sjy

Chapter 4: Happy birthday! ➥ Contains: angst if you squint, mentions of nudity, a single mention of abortion, crying, mentions of smoking, swearing. ➥ Word count: 3.5k

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June 15th, 2022 Wednesday

“Happy birthday!”, Jake whispered-screamed as soon as you opened your eyes. You smiled, stretching your body on your bed. He was sitting on the edge of it, holding a little box onto his lap while smiling at you.

“You didn’t have to buy me anything, babe”, you mumbled in a hoarse voice. Jake rolled his eyes as you sat on the bed, now facing him. Your eyes were swollen along with your cheeks and he found it adorable.

“Let me spoil my girl, hm?”, he said in a cute tone before leaning in to peck your lips. You rolled your eyes but didn’t say a word. It doesn’t matter how many times you tell Jake to wait until you brush your teeth, he’s always gonna steal a little good morning kiss.

“You spoil me every day”, you chuckled, rubbing your eyes. Jake smiled, caressing your messed-up hair.

“True”, he shrugged. His free hand deposited the little box on your lap, smiling. “Open it.”

You sighed, breaking the delicate ribbon on top of it apart. You opened the box with care, afraid you’d ruin anything inside of it.

“Holy shit”, you mumbled as your eyes fixated on the ring inside of the box. It was a Tiffany & Co platinum ring, covered in stuff you hoped were just random beads instead of diamonds. “Jake, that costs my left kidney!”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Money’s not a problem and you know it, silly.”

“Yeah, but...”, you shrugged. “You shouldn’t spend so much money on me, Jakey.”

“Why not?”

“‘Cause... I’m not that worthy”, you laughed. Jake frowned.

“Don’t say that, not even as a joke.”

You pouted, placing the ring on your finger.

“I’m sorry. It’s beautiful, Jakey. Thank you so much!”, you said in a cute tone, throwing your arms around his neck. Jake chuckled while circling your waist and pulling you upwards. The sudden change of position made you a little dizzy and you whimpered.

“You ok, love?”

“Yeah, I just got a little dizzy”, you explained with your eyes closed. Jake caressed your back, waiting for you to feel better again. When you tapped his shoulder, he let go of you and the both of you got out of your bedroom, ready to make breakfast.

“Sit down, I’mma make some pancakes for my birthday girl!”

“Happy birthday, babygirl!”, Chaewon chanted as you walked inside the classroom. You smiled and happily accepted her hug.

“Thank you, my love”, you muffed against her hair.

“Did you have birthday sex already?”, she asked funnily. You let go of the hug, laughing and slapping her arm playfully.

You walked towards your spot, placing your bag on the floor. Chaewon walked behind you asking “huh?” repeatedly like an excited puppy.

“No, pervert”, you responded rolling your eyes. “It’s eight a.m., chill out.”

“Plenty of time for a quickie”, she shrugged.

“God, why are you acting like a man?”, you laughed. “He made me breakfast and gave me... this...”, you said, casually showing the ring.

Chaewon’s jaw dropped at the sight of the pretty ring on your finger.

“What the fuck, did he propose or something?”

You laughed out loud as Chaewon held your hand and took a closer look.

“No! He just gave it to me as a birthday gift. I’m thinking about putting it in a necklace, so I won’t lose it during my shifts at the coffee shop.”

“That’s kinda adorable, not gonna lie.”

“Why?”

“You’re clearly falling harder for him”, she shrugged. Your cheeks got hot as you looked away, collecting your hand back to your torso.

“Ay, come on...”

“Y/n”, Chaewon chuckled, sitting next to you. She turned your stool in front of your usual laboratory counter, making you face her. “It’s great that you found love. Your ex-boyfriends were such jerks, you deserve someone like Jake.”

You sighed, pouting.

“I’m afraid things are gonna go way too fast. I mean, we’ve been living together for the past year, I’m afraid we’re gonna jump some steps and go straight from friends to a married couple.”

“Stop overthinking, girl. Things happen at the right time, hm?”

You nodded, knowing she was right. Nothing’s gonna run out of control, right?

“God, why does this smell so strong?”, you mumbled behind your mask.

Jay turned around, facing you confused from his counter. You haven’t been around formalin since your third semester, but now it smells so much awful than you remembered. Your eyes were burning — so was your nose —, your throat felt dried and your head was about to explode.

“What’s wrong with you today?”, Chaewon asked almost whispering, worried. “You’re like... Super sensitive out of nowhere. Last week you almost threw up.”

“I don’t know, I think I’m not used to that anymore. I like Petri Dishes, not dissecting stuff freshly pulled out of formalin!”

“Ladies, eyes on your project”, the teacher chanted with no emotion. You sighed, rolling your eyes.

“Y/n almost passed out during class today”, Jay commented during your break. You put your phone down after texting Jake about your location — the poor boy began making an effort to eat with you and your friends during lunch. “She almost turned green.”

“Stop being so dramatic, Jongseong”, you groaned. “I did not, it was just a little bit of sensibility over the formalin’s awful smell.”

Yunjin raised her eyebrow at you, not buying that. You ignored it, stuffing your mouth with a red velvet cupcake.

“I thought you hated red velvet-flavored cake”, she commented, completely out of the blue.

“Who hates red velvet?”, Sunghoon interrupted her thought. “It tastes like chocolate, it’s just... Red.”

“I don’t hate the batter, I hate the oily filling.”

“It’s not oily!”, Chaewon replied, almost offended. “It’s deliciously moist!”

“Hm, I don’t think so”, you shrugged.

“And still you’re going downtown on that poor cupcake”, Yunjin scoffed. “Are you pregnant or something?”

You choked — and so did Jay, for some reason.

“Are you crazy, Huh Yunjin?”

Chaewon gave your back soft slaps, trying to help you. You chugged a bit of your strawberry milk, eyes almost teary.

“I’m just saying, my aunt was the exact same way. Eating random stuff she usually didn’t like, over sensitive to smell, her hair looked thicker and prettier...”

“I’m gonna consider just the compliment”, you mumbled. “I’m not pregnant.”

“Ok, if you say so...”, Yunjin shrugged.

“But it would be so cute”, Sunghoon mumbled in a quiet tone. You kicked him under the table — and so did Chaewon. “Ow! Why are you hitting me?!”

“Probably because you deserve it”, Jay stated with a shrug.

The pregnancy topic didn’t show up again during that break, however, your mind ran a thousand miles away trying to remember when you had your last period.

Your boss gave you a free afternoon as a birthday gift, so you sat home completely bored for a while after having lunch with Jake. Jake gave you something else as a gift as well, but you couldn’t fully enjoy it because of the new paranoia Yunjin installed in the back of your mind.

Having too much of your own thoughts and not paying attention to the TV show playing on the screen in front of you, you unlocked your phone. Your hands were shaking as you looked for the app you used to control — or try to — your period. The gray letters said the worst sentence you could read: missing by eight days.

“Fuck”, you mumbled, slapping your forehead.

You had nothing going on your mind before that morning, mostly because your periods never got to the point where they would naturally regulate themselves. Sometimes you wouldn’t bleed for three months and then you’d be like a fountain for almost a whole month. That’s life, right?

After ten minutes of dissociation in front of the TV, you sighed and got up. You grabbed your keys and your wallet before going out of your apartment. You had around an hour and a half before Jake got home from school, so it meant you had an hour and a half to take that shit out of your mind.

Instead of taking the bus, you walked to the closest drugstore, which took you around ten minutes. You felt judged by the cashier but pretended not to care as you swiped your card. On your way out, you called Chaewon. Luckily for you, she was home and wasted no time in inviting you in as you sounded desperate.

“Hey, beautiful”, Yunjin responded funnily as she opened the door of her house. “Chaewon is in the shower, make yourself home.”

You pouted, getting inside.

“I thought you were working”, you commented while taking your shoes off.

“Not today”, she cheered behind you. You couldn’t see her face, but you just knew how she looked. “I have two days off a week, luckily for you today is one of them.”

“In the middle of the week?”

“I traded with another girl at the office.”

You nodded, not saying anything. Yunjin looked down at your hands, noticing the drugstore’s bag.

“Oh...”

“Don’t, Jinnie...”, you moaned. You could hear the shower being turned off and sighed while sitting on the couch.

“I’m not gonna make any stupid joke”, she said with her hands up — looking like she was ready to surrender. “I just didn’t think it would be stuck in your mind like that, I’m sorry.”

You chuckled, shaking your head.

“It’s not your fault, my dear. It’s just that I need to take this out of my head and get back to enjoying sex again”, you explained with your head leaned against one of the pillows and eyes closed.

“Jake tried to give you birthday sex and you denied?”, Yunjin laughed. You groaned.

“We never once forgot a condom, that can’t be happening”, you said, missing her question on purpose.

“Have you ever watched FRIENDS?”, she asked. You opened your eyes, looking straight at her.

“What?”

“You know when Rachel finds out she’s pregnant, they say condoms have around 93% efficacy or something like that”, she explains. She grabbed her phone, looking through something. “Nope, according to Google, it is 87% effective if used as the only birth control method.”

“Ok, keep it to yourself”, you mumbled.

Yunjin laughed, looking at you.

“Don’t worry. You’re not pregnant, I’m just being a pain in your ass.”

“I hope so.”

“I can’t look”, you mumbled, sitting on the toilet seat.

Your head was leaning against your palms, Yunjin by your right side, and Chaewon standing against the door frame.

“I think I’m gonna throw up.”

“Please, don’t. I just cleaned the bathroom Sunday”, Chaewon said. She was trying to light the mood by making you laugh, but you only managed to let out a scoff.

“Do you want us to look for you?”, Yunjin asked in a soft voice, caressing your back.

You sighed, lifting your head.

“Nah, it’s gonna be negative. I’m nervous because I’m a sucker”, you mumbled, getting up.

You took two steps toward the sink, holding the tiny cup with your pee in it. You sighed and turned the test around... Only to see two lines.

Your heart skipped a beat and suddenly your blood pressure failed you, making you swing in place. Yunjin held your waist, worried. She peeked over your shoulder, only to have her eyes big as hell when she saw two lines.

“Y/n...”, Chaewon called. The silence was way too loud when Yunjin looked at her surprised. “Oh...”

You didn’t realize you were crying until the first sob left your throat. You lowered your head, supporting yourself on the sink as both of your girlfriends hugged your sides.

“Come on, let’s sit in the living room. I’ll get you some water, hm?”, Chaewon said in a caring voice.

They supported you the way they could as you shakily walked towards the couch. You sat there and allowed yourself to cry. Honestly, you didn’t even know why you were crying. Was it happiness? Desperation? Sadness? Everything at once? You didn’t know.

Yunjin squatted in front of you as Chaewon excused herself to grab you a glass of water. She caressed your thigh and tried to swipe your tears away — which wasn’t effective at all.

“Everything’s gonna be fine, baby”, Yunjin whispered. “You’re not alone. You have lots of options, you know?”

“Yeah, but...”, you choked out. “What am I gonna tell Jake?”

Yunjin opened her mouth, but nothing seemed to be good enough for her to share with you.

“Fuck, what am I gonna tell my mom?!”, you sobbed again.

“Don’t worry about any of this right now, y/n”, Chaewon said walking in again. She leaned you the glass of water, sitting next to you. “For now, you only need to focus on yourself. Relax a bit and enjoy the rest of your birthday, hm? Do you want me to buy you a cake? I’ll buy you a cake.”

You chuckled through your tears, shaking your head.

“Don’t you dare buy me a cake”, you managed to say without a hiccup. “I just...”, you sighed.

“I know. There’s a lot on your mind, right?”, Yunjin said softly. You nodded.

“What time is it? I need to go home...”, you asked.

“Almost five”, Chaewon responded. “I’m gonna call you an Uber.”

“Thanks”, you whispered.

“Hey, babe”, Jake greeted as you walked through the door. “I was a little worried, where were you?”, he asked lifting his eyes from the TV.

“I stopped by at the girls”, you responded in a quiet tone. Jake’s eyes ran across your face and automatically got worried as he noticed your swollen eyelids.

“Were you crying?”, he asked, getting up.

Jake’s body was in front of yours by the time you managed to get rid of your shoes. He immediately hugged your frame, leaning his head against yours.

“What happened, my love?”, he mumbled as you circled his waist with your arms.

The tears started to burn your eyes again. You shook your head, incapable of saying anything. He only hugged you tighter, inhaling the scent of your shampoo on your scalp.

“Come on, take a shower and I’ll make you some tea, hm?”, he asked, caressing your back up and down. You nodded, lifting your head to kiss his chin.

Your shower was pretty depressing, to say the least. You were nervous, feeling like you would throw up at any second, your mind rushed around a thousand possibilities.

You thought about Jake’s reaction. Should you tell him tonight? Should you wait? Would he be mad? Would he break up with you? Damn, break up what, since you never verbally agreed to be in a relationship?

You sighed and let the water rush down your back, trying to imagine your sadness leaving along with the soap down the drain. It didn’t work, though.

Do I want to be a mom, you wondered? Well... Yes. Definitely a better mom than you had, but not so young. You literally just turned 24 and didn’t even receive an “HBD” message from the woman who gave birth to you.

You turned the shower off and wrapped the towel around your torso. Ridiculously and almost looking like Bella in Breaking Dawn pt. 1, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Obviously, you saw nothing different, not even a single sign of a bump. Crap, what were you doing?

With a sigh, you opened the bathroom door. You walked towards your room, only to find the lights dimmed and Jake making your bed for you. You smiled at the scene, but your heart hurt a bit.

“Hi”, he smiled softly. “Get dressed and lay down, I made your tea.”

While you were getting dressed, Jake pretended to fluff a pillow while looking at you through the mirror. He didn’t want to act as a pervert, but your body was so amusing for him, how could he not?

You sat down with your back against the headboard, holding the cup of tea Jake made you. Maybe because of how comfortable the room was, maybe because Chaewon was right and you did find love in Jake, or maybe because you cried so much the nervousness already faded away with the water, you felt a lot better now.

Jake sat on the other side of your bed — at this point, the “your” was about to become the plural version of it since you were sleeping together almost every night —, caressing your thigh with his palm.

“Wanna talk about what ruined your day, love?”, he asked in a caring tone.

You sighed after swallowing your hot tea.

“I don’t know, to be honest”, you responded.

“I’m here for whatever you need me, you know?”, he assured you. You nodded, knowing Jake wouldn’t force anything out of you, it doesn’t matter how worried he got.

The two of you sat in silence for a while, Jake simply enjoying being in your company and you... Well, you were going nuts.

“Jake”, you called in a quiet tone. “Do you wanna be a father someday?”

“Yes”, he responded in no time. “Why’s that?”, he asked smiling.

You didn’t respond, unable to swallow the lump in your throat that decided to show up again.

“Love?”

“I think I might be pregnant”, you whispered, letting a few tears down.

Jake’s eyes widened, taken by the surprise. Instead of freaking out — as you thought he would —, he simply took the cup of tea away from your hands and placed it on the nightstand next to you. He pulled you closer to his chest, hugging you the tightest he ever did.

“I’m here, love”, he whispered against your hair as you sobbed again. “I don’t know what to say, to be honest... But... I’ll support any decision you make, ‘kay?” You looked at him through your tears, confused. “I mean... If you feel like we shouldn’t keep it... I would never force you to.”

Your heart sank again.

“Do you want me to abort it?”, you asked — your voice shaking.

“I don’t”, he responded quickly. “But I’m not the one who should decide if your life is gonna turn around like that.”

“Why are you so calm?”, you sobbed against his chest. Jake let out a soft laugh and rubbed your arm up and down.

“I’m pretending to be calm so you can calm down”, he admitted. You laughed a bit.

“I’m sorry”, you said after a moment of silence.

“Why?”

“That’s probably the worst way I could tell you something like that”, you shrugged.

“Baby, it is your fucking birthday for another... I don’t know, five hours? You have all the right in the world to be upset.”

“I don’t know if I’m upset or shocked”, you admitted. Jake hummed.

“Either way, you should be able to always deal with your emotions, right?”

“I hate how rational you are”, you mumbled.

Jake laughed and kissed your forehead. He kept caressing your arm and kissing your face for a while, not needing to say anything.

On the inside, Jake was just as freaked as you were, but he tried to keep his cool so you could keep yours. He never really thought the condoms would fail you, not alone being a dad at the age of 24 — soon to be 25.

He never once doubted loving you, a long time before you started messing around. Jake surely wanted to marry you someday, but what if you ended up thinking he just wanted to marry you because of your — possible, according to your words — pregnancy? What would your mom think of him? He knew you two didn’t have a real relationship and he also knew how much she hated him for living with her single daughter... Does she know you two are in a situationship? Does she know Jake has been loving you for the past year?

Or worse, do you love him back?

These kinds of thoughts ran across Jake’s head for a long time. Long enough for him to notice your breath calming on top of him and your hands stopping playing with the hem of his shirt. He adjusted you on your bed once he was sure you fell asleep, kissing your head goodnight before getting up and leaving the room in his tip-toes. He tried not to smile at the thought of a baby running around your place for a while. Fuck, Jake wanted a family with you so bad, what if you felt pressured to keep the baby because of him?

With a loud sigh, Jake opened the sliding door of your balcony. He leaned against the grid, confused. For a second, Jake wanted to do something he hadn’t done in literally years: he wanted to smoke. He wanted to feel the smoke filling his lungs and the nicotine rushing through his body, calming his nerves down, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t afford to fall back into his past addiction, let alone disappoint you — he knew you had really strong opinions as a part of the health community — and the baby that might be around to come.

Everything has changed in so little time, what should the two of you do?

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pictureamoebae · 7 months

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your post about ReLight is really interesting! I wanted to try it out but I understand nothing lol would you share some tips/tricks/little tutorial for dumbs like me on how to use it/setup for The Sims?

Hi anon!

It's not a massively involved shader, it's really simple, so a full tutorial would probably be a little over the top. Using it in TS4 is no different to using it in any other game.

The first thing I'd do is look at the preprocessor definition section at the bottom of the shader settings and change number of lights to 4 and hit enter. It'll reload and then you'll have 4 different lights to play with.

For the settings at the top, you want Use Smooth Normals turned on, and then all the boxes under Shadows ticked. For Shadow Mode you'll get the best quality with Trace All selected, and Ultra for Shadow Quality, but you can play around with these if your performance suffers (bear in mind I'm using a 980ti and hotsampling to larger resolutions and I'm fine with those settings).

Leave Shadow Sharpness at its default unless you want to go for a specific look, and you can keep Z Thickness at default too. You can play around with Z Thickness if shadows look like they're starting or ending in weird places. They're never going to be 100% accurate anyway, but you can sometimes coax them into not being truly awful.

One of the most important settings is down at the bottom: Visualize Light Position. Turn this on and it'll show you a round dot where your lights are positioned. This is really useful for lining them up exactly where you want them. Then, when you're done, you can turn them off (although they will disappear when you close the ReShade menu anyway, but this setting is useful for people like me who sometimes keep the ReShade menu open when taking screenshots so I can keep tweaking).

You'll see 4 sections that each start with a checkbox that says Active. Those are your 4 lights. Tick the ones you want to use. Then you can start moving them.

Next to Position there are 3 boxes, and they each represent respectively: left-right, up-down, backwards-forwards. Play around sliding each of them and see where your dot of light goes. You'll quickly get the hang of how to move the lights around using those position numbers.

Below that is Tint. It's easiest to click on the box of colour and colour pick than it is to manually change the RGB numbers. This controls the colour of your light.

Below that is Intensity. I think by default the lights are set up at the maximum level of 1.00 but that's super super bright, so bring that down considerably. You can use this to fine tune exactly how much illumination you want once you've set up the position.

And that's really it. You can use the lights to add more accurate light fall-off and shadows from in-game light sources like lamps, streetlights, windows, etc. You can also use it to just brighten a character's face a bit more for a clearer picture. Or you can really go to town and add completely fake and dramatic lights. It's up to you.

If you find that 4 lights isn't enough, you can't add more without editing the actual shader code. However, you can just duplicate the shader, so then you can have 8 lights, or 12, or 16, however many times you duplicate it.

To duplicate ReLight, create a copy of the shader in your shader folder, and give it a unique name (for example, qUINT_ReLight2.fx). Then, open it up in a text editor (I use Notepad++) and scroll all the way down to the bottom. You'll see a section that says

technique qUINT_ReLight

edit that so it matches the name you gave your copy, so in this case

technique qUINT_ReLight2

Then you can use them both alongside each other. I do start to experience a performance impact when using a second version, so bear that in mind.

I'm sure the better option would be to edit the shader code to add the ability for more lights directly in the first shader, but you'd need to be semi-knowledgeable about what to change. You're not often going to need more than 4 anyway, so it's overkill.

#Anonymous #shader faq #reshade faq #relight faq #reshade tutorial #shader tutorial #relight tutorial

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jakeobsims · 2 years

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Presenting the four wildcard choices; Lily, Eddison, Arabella and Anwar

#Lily Stone #Eddison Koh #Arabella Moon #anwar sahar #Sims Next Top Face 4 #sims 4 #ts4 #sntf4 #top model

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ashes-in-a-jar · 2 years

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Jon in season 4 gives up all pretenses of trying to work on archiving and starts to make shitty memes of his past experiences as one

[ID: A collection of in-universe TMA memes.

1. An anime man labeled “Me (Jonathan Sims)” gestures to a butterfly labeled “Recording statements” while smiling naively. He asks: “Is this archiving? (Genuinely asking).”

2. Kermit, labeled “past me (Jonathan Sims)” looks at a hooded evil Kermit labeled “current me (Jonathan Sims) who says, "Don’t accept the promotion, for the love of god.”

3. A meme of rapper Xzibit smiling at the viewer with the top and bottom text: “Hello dog, I heard you like horror, / so we put horror statements in your already horror filled job so you can be scared while you are already scared.”

4. A doge meme. Doge smiles and is labeled with the rainbow words “Tea,” “So nice,” “Very fluffy,” “Martin blackwood,” and “Great assistant.”

5. Two pieces of paper labeled “Sasha” and “Not Sasha” are presented with the caption “Corporate needs you to find the difference between this picture and this picture.” The next panel shows Pam Beesly, labeled as “I’m sad (Jonathan Sims)” smiling and saying: “They’re the same picture.”

6. The old fist bump baby meme with a radial background. Top and bottom text reads: “I saw / Martin Blackwood today (It was from far away but it was still something).”

7. The “they don’t know” meme, which shows simplistically drawn people dancing in a room as a neutral-faced man wearing a party hat stands apart from them in the corner. The man is labeled “Me (Jonathan Sims)” and says: “They don’t know what’s happening here,” and the dancers are labeled “The rest of the Institute.”

8. A rage comic of a wrinkled face smiling with strain against a dark background. Top and bottom text reads: “This one is called forever alone. I feel as though this is very apt to my (and Martin’s) situation.”

9. A kid fist-pumping in front of a computer with the Impact text “When a statement records digitally.”

10. A picture of commentator Steven Crowder sitting at a table in a park. A sign taped to the front of the table is edited to read: “The Admiral is the best cat / Change my mind.” End ID]

ID by @princess-of-purple-prose

He might know what a meme is but he's so bad at it

Now with a part 2!

#tma #jonathan sims #the magnus archives #lol these were fun to make #he punctuates and uses full sentences as much as he can i believe #he does know what a meme is shut up #thanks for the id!#1k

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just-simlish-things · 5 months

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Anthropology Legacy Challenge

An Anthropology Legacy Challenge

By: Just.Simlish.Things

This mini legacy challenge is based on the study of Anthropology. According to Merriam-Webster, Anthropology is (1) the science of human beings especially : the study of human beings and their ancestors through time and space and in relation to physical character, environmental and social relations, and culture. (2) theology dealing with the origin, nature, and destiny of human beings.

As someone who is interested in human behavior and pursued a degree in Psychology, but dropped out cause college is hard… Anywho, I created this challenge originally for myself because I wanted to test myself as a storyteller. I wanted to see what I would choose and how I would write it based on my own belief systems and environment (a little about me, I’m a Christian, and I try to write my stories based around teachings of Jesus without it coming off as ‘preachy’ cause even I don’t like that). This challenge is meant to see how people from different walks of life, culture, beliefs, etc. would react when faced with two options. Well, your sims, actually. There’s going to be minimal rules because I want you to have full reign of the writing process. I’ll provide the prompt and you take it from there. An optional component: make a post at the end of each generation, explaining why you chose what you chose. I would also love to see what yall do with this challenge so if you end up doing it, tag me @just.simlish.things on Instagram. If you would also like to see this challenge, message me about it because I’m only doing it for my close friends, so I’ll add you if you want to see it.

Generation 1: Love or Obligation?

Prompt: Create a scenario that involves these two opposing themes. An example of this could be where person A is constantly working because they need the money but they love person B a lot, but their relationship is rocky because of the job. Person A then has to choose between their job (obligation) or person B (the person they love).

If you choose love: The heir has a happy childhood up until highschool.

If you choose obligation: The heir has an unhappy childhood up until highschool.

Generation 2: Fame or Lawlessness?

Prompt: Based on your choice from the previous generation, decide which path they will pursue in highschool. If you choose fame: The heir has a good reputation, until they’re caught in a scandal. If you choose lawlessness: The heir is a high profile criminal until they’re finally caught. Based on any trait that your sim has, choose one, decide how they will handle their downfall. Will they come out on top or accept defeat? Whichever you choose, will be the reputation that the next generation will start with.

Generation 3: In their shadow

Prompt: The start of this generation requires the heir to be in hiding until young adulthood. Someone from their parents' past notices them and starts treating them like their parents. Do you choose to be defined by your parents choices, or make a name for yourself?

Generation 4: Solitude or Community?

Prompt: You contemplate your family origins and you decide whether to let the bloodline end with you, or do you start a family knowing that this cycle could continue again.

I want you to have fun with this challenge. Explore different ideas and use your own thoughts, opinions, upbringing and whatnot to really flesh out each generation. I can't wait to see what story you tell.

#legacy #simblr #sims 4 #sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 machinima #my sims #sims 4 screenshots #the sims #the sims 4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 simblr

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dspell · 1 year

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Nilou Set (Genshin Impact) Sims 4

(Early Access, Public on: 6/10/2023)

Hair

Eyes (Face Paint)

Top (3 Swatch)

Bottom

Hat (Horn, Cloth, Both)

Tattoo (7 Swatch Color)

Necklace

Shoes

Pose (6 Poses)

Download : Patreon - Boosty (Free 6/10/2023)

Next Trailblazer Stelle/Caelus maybe both of them..

HQ compatible

All Lod’s

Model by Hoyoverse/miHoYo, Conversion to TS4 by me.

#nilou #genshin impact #the sims 4 #sims 4 genshin impact #hydro #ts4cc #genshin nilou #ts4 genshin impact #ts4 cc female #ts4 poses

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sliceofajayke · 7 months

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the bet pt. 4

lee heeseung, the most popular guy at decelis academy, had mediocre grades, good looks and of course he was the flirtious fuckboy jock.

y/n nishimura, well known in the school,not perfect grades(apart from english) but still good and best friends with maddison, one of heeseung’s ex-girlfriends— the longest relationship he’s had, being almost a whole month.

warning: swearing?? a character umm changes personalities?

likes, comments and reblogs are much appreciated<3

“beomgyu,” maddison batted her lashes at one of heeseung’s close friends “hey maddie” he smiled “so you know Heeseung and y/n?” he laughed “yeah, what about them” she shrugged “how long do you think they’ll last?” Beomgyu let out a loud laugh

“Heeseung’s dating her for 2 months tops” he shut up when Heeseung and y/n walked by with his arm around her, when they passed, Maddison continued interrogating him “what do you mean by that?” He looked around to see if anyone was listening. He could tell that Heeseung and y/n were actually more serious than his friends had let on from the beginning.. But he had already spilt the beans, so he told her the rest of the story.

“Jake and Jay made a bet with him. Date her for 2 months, each date he gets is 40 bucks, everytime they kiss it's 60 and to get her in bed is a full 100” her eyes grew wide “oh my god…”

she laughed “perfect, she deserves to get her heart broken in the end”

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“See you after class” Heeseung smiled, pecking y/n’s cheek and handing her her books “bye Hee” she smiled, making her way to take her seat in front of Jake “so you and Heeseung huh?” he asked with a small smile “what about it Sim?”

he shrugged “finally, was tired of watching him watch you from the window with heart eyes” she turned to him chuckling lightly “again, you guys are creeps.”

-lunch-

“Where you wanna sit?” he asked “you can still sit with your team Heeseung, just because we’re dating, doesn’t mean we need to sit together at lunch” he nodded “i know, but i wanna sit with you today at least, show you off to whoever we sit with” he said, planting a small kiss at the top of her head “well in that case, lets go sit..”

She looked over to her table but Maddison glared at them with a scowl. “Uh..lets go sit with your friends'' he nodded, leading her to his table, as they sat down, they were all silent, then they all smirked and chuckled “well..hi y/n'' Jay smiled sitting next to her “hey..” she replied shyly. Yeonjun sat down in front of her with a straight face.

“guys, this is y/n, my girlfriend” Heeseung’s eyes were stuck on Sunghoon the whole introduction, who rolled his eyes “i see you’ve upgraded from your last long term slut Maddison..” both rolled their eyes at Sunghoon’s comment.

“y/n, you know I’ll always be there if you’d still have me..” Heeseung clenched his jaw and dug his nails into his palm, the only people to actually notice were Jay, Jake and y/n, she carefully pulled his clenched fist into her lap, playing with his fingers until he calmed down.

Jay and Jake made eye contact and frowned slightly. This won’t end well..

Maddison looked over to Heeseung and y/n “they’re cute aren’t they?” Stacy smiled, also looking at them “its not real” Maddison replied, stabbing her salad and eating it angrily all the girls turned their attention to Maddison ``what” she nodded, swallowing her food “Jay and Jake put money on it” the group of girls gasped “we should tell her then!”

She groaned and rolled her eyes “no, she’s a bitch, i only told her she can date him to be nice, not so she can actually date him, i mean it's like in the sister code, don’t date a friend's ex” one girl tilted her head to the side “but..didn’t you only date him so you can become more popular?” Maddison let out a frustrated groan “so? That might have been my motive, but i still loved him” “you guys were together for a month though?”

“Oh my god just shut up!” she stood, slapping her hands on the table, causing the whole cafeteria to be silent and all eyes turned to her, she looked around then ran away. “I..i’m gonna go check on her” y/n stood up from the table, Heeseung held her hand, trying to convince her to stay with his eyes “i’ll be back,” she kissed his cheek, causing him to blush and y/n to smirk while walking away to find her friend.

Slowly, she walked into the washroom “hey, Maddie?..” Maddison was looking at herself in the mirror, her mascara running and her lipstick smudged “y/f/n y/m/n, what‘re you doing here? Aren’t you spending lunch with your boyfriend?” she looked y/n in the eyes through the mirror, “i was, until everyone heard and saw your outbreak..what's wrong?..look if you want me to..to break up with Heeseung--”

Maddisons quickly denied that accusation, she knew that if y/n were to break up with him on her account, it would hurt yes, but God she wanted it to be 100 times more painful, and embarrassing “i mean,”

she sniffed “it’ll get some getting used to, but.. I know that you liked him since you guys were best friends when you were younger so..i’ll be okay, i promise” Maddison opened her arms for a hug, when y/n had accepted the hug, Maddison smirked wickedly.

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After school, y/n went over to Heeseung’s house to help him study for the exam.

“so the exams usually has one main topic, you have, some short answer questions to answer, some photos that you have to write how its related to the topic so you have to pay attention to the wording, an easy way to answer them is to turn the question into a statement with your answer in it like we did in your Romeo and Juliet booklet, then there's some photos you have to analyse, there you have to write a few sentences to say how they go along with the topic and lastly, you have the option to write an essay, or a short story of the topic and i think you’ll do good with either. So to practise i got last year’s english exam so you can do” Heeseung pouted then pulled y/n closer

“can we do this later.. We just finished school like an hour ago” she sighed “Heeseung c’mon--” her words were cut off by his lips, as she began to relax into the kiss, Heeseung’s lips travelled to the edge of her lips, down to her neck where he placed open mouthed kisses, looking for that spot, when she had a lightly gasped, he knew he found it, carefully, his teeth began to scrape the area before lightly sucking, easing a strained moan from the girl, when he was happy with his work on her neck, he found his way back to her lips, slowly and carefully lying her down with his own bod hovering over her. “Heeseung? y/n?” the knocking on the door forcing them to pull apart “uh.. Just a second mum!” Heeseung called out, before standing to his feet and opening the door “your dad and i are going out to the store. We were just over at the Nishimura house and it turns out Riki is out of medicine so we’ll get that too. Keep your phones on, we told him you two are just here if he needs anything alright?” they both nodded hurriedly, his mum sent them a stern look, before nodding to herself and leaving.

“So..” Heeseung mumbled looking over at y/n shyly, she smiled sweetly and pulled him back to the bed, their lips meeting once more “i.. Don’t think I’m..” Heeseung shook his head with a faint smile “its okay, we could just...continue doing this” she nodded as Heeseung’s lips found her neck once again, “nd i think,” he moved to another spot “i should show Sunghoon” she moaned again, slightly louder than the one before “exactly who you belong to” her hands carding through his hair as he smirked on her skin “ ‘is alright if i do that right love?” she nodded breathlessly.

A phone rang, pulling them both out of the trance they were in. “we should,” y/n cleared her throat “we should check on Riki an..and work on exam practice” he nodded, admiring his work on her, “you look good” she stood up and gaped at herself in the mirror, lightly touching the fresh marks Heeseung had given her “our parents are gonna kill you” she giggled, turning to face him, he shrugged “it’ll be worth it, the look on Sunghoon’s face, nd its proof that you are mine.”

he kissed her cheek “c’mon, my brother needs us now” she chuckled, lightly pushing him away “alright, alright fine” Heeseung lightly jogged after her. “We’ll bring our stuff to my place and continue to study in my room”

“Poor bud caught a cold..” y/n mumbled walking back into her room where Heeseung was sat on her bed.

“Here” she handed him two of the three packets. He took it and went to the desk, “you have 2 hours right now, then another 2 tomorrow and 3 hours to complete your essay or short story, you can start..now” she began the timer on her phone, then lied back quietly so Heeseung could concentrate.

When the alarm went off, he stopped writing, looking at his papers. “How much of it did you do?” y/n asked softly “uh..i only just started on the pictures” she nodded “you’re not so bad on time, except, you might want to work a little bit faster tomorrow, you’d want a lot of time for the last part” he nodded with a sigh “what if i don’t pas--”

“Hey..don’t say that, don’t even think like that..” y/n carefully straddled him “you’ll pass,” she peck his lips “you’ve been doing so good recently” another peck “A’s on tests,”

this time, she boldly kissed his neck “and on assignments” lightly, she bit down, a moan slipping from Heeseung’s lips. He never allowed a girl to give him hickeys before, but with y/n, it was different, she was different. “Shit darling, ‘gonna get me worked up” he chuckled,his hands on her waist as she pulled away carefully and hummed “you should probably head home and rest up for tomorrow” Heeseung;s smile dropped slightly “i would ask if i could stay over, but..” she kissed his lips once more before standing to her feet and collected the papers, the two of them walked out the room and peaked into Riki’s room, he was still awake, but his eyes were droopy “get well soon Riki..” he looked up towards the door “are those..hickeys?” y/n quickly moved her hair to cover up the spots and blushed

“no..i uh...burnt myself while curling my hair this morning” Riki rolled his eyes and laughed, which turned into a rough cough, reaching for his water to soothe his throat. “You going home?” he asked, placing his cup down “mhm,” he nodded “cool, hopefully next time you see me isn’t like this” he smiled lightly “yeah, because you still need to show me that you can be captain next year. You know i got a lot of influence on whos next”

his smile grew “you sure you’re actually keeping your grades up for that”

y/n shook her head smiling, and Heeseung stuck his tongue out at the younger boy “whatever you say Riki” y/n took his cup to refill it, leaving the two boys to talk a bit more

“I am still very serious, hyung, if you hurt her..”

“Shh, Riki, she’s in the hallway.. I understand, don’t worry”

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