#and give you a reality check 😗

[teatimeatwinterpalace]

Like it or not, the one who saved and modernized the monarchy was King George V, not king Edward VII, and this is an undisputed fact that all historians would agree with. After all, It was during the reign of King George V that 13 European Monarchies crumbled to the ground while the british monarchy survived. And it survived because of George V, because of his leadership, his modern statesmanship, his will to embrace and encourage changes, his popularity and the respect that his nation had for him, while he led his country to victory during WW1. He was the FIRST Monarch that brought monarchy close to people, hence why he was nicknamed the People's Monarch or the Citizen Monarch. George reigned during the most difficult times in the history of monarchy and of mankind, but he managed to save his monarchy and to modernize it, setting the path for a Constitutional Modern Monarch*. Your bias cannot change it, because facts dont give a damn about your opinions. A pity that you cannot uplift Edward VII without bringing George down. George wasnt dull, he was quite the character. He was genuine, funny, reproachable, a lover of books and cinema, and most importantly he was a SERIOUS LEADER, who acted exactly as a modern head of state is suppsed to act. Oh and he was a FAITHFUL Husband, he was devoted to his wife and loyal to her throughout their entire marriage. Something that can never be said of Edward VII who was unfaithful and over-indulgent in everything ( Im sure his mistresses would have preferred Handsome George though). If being faithful and family-oriented makes a man dull, than give me dull everyday. Queen Alexandra would've been happy to have married a man like George who never embarrassed and humiliated his wife

Oh my, where does this come from? lmao. Tbh, I deserve this kind of message when it's about Wilhelm. I'm totally biased regarding this rascally young fop (Alexander III said it first!). Badmouthing him is one of my favourite pastime. But George, come on! I never been too harsh with him? EXCEPT, perhaps, when it comes down to the Romanovs, but what can I say? When you don't have a backbone, you really don't…

Yet, I'm a tad puzzled by your message because we are talking about George V right? The one who in April 1905 hadn't seen his children for three months. The one who used to shout at his second son "Get it out" when the poor soul was suffering from stammer. The one who in 1917, while on a stroll in the grounds of Sandringham complained to Nora Wigram that his children always avoided him. Nora retelling this story in one of her letters to her parents said how Mary, David and Bertie became "quite cheerful & entirely flippant, writing their names in the snow" when George and Mary had gone home on said stroll. However, do you know who was ACTUALLY a good father? his cousin *whispering* Nicky.

Faithful yes but let me remind you that their marriage was far from smooth sailing. They lived seperately for months on end. You also must have forgotten the countless letters from George trying to apologise for shutting down, being rude or cold towards May. + May's letters complaining on how he would shut her out. The man was unable to articulate his feelings which led to endless misunderstanding. May who once wrote to George while in Paris : "I quite understand about yr not wishing to come to Paris & am not angry, I only thought it wd be nice change as I find life in general very dull- unless one has a change sometimes." She had wanted him to join her but had received a rebuff instead. May who wrote to his brother in 1900 while she was stuck in the gloomy York Cottage: "It is so dull here & I feel very low & depressed tho' Im pretty well on the whole" (alright she was pregnant at that time, but guess where George was?… out shooting birds).

Led his country to victory during WW1? Hmmm, you really mean George V who was described in 1918 by the Viscount Esher in those terms: "he seems virtually a recluse, steadily devoting himself to good purposes and little works of a good kind, but with not conspicuousness, no assertiveness of the King's position." / "making himself a nonentity" ? While May wrote on 19 november 1916 to her son David about the hospital visits: "They are "assomant" (tiresome) & I dislike them more than words can describe!" and then proceeded to explain how much she enjoyed her shopping trips at Goode's.

I'm teasing because OF COURSE I think George V was a good ruler and perhaps he was the kind of ruler the country needed at that time. He was a great arbitrator and was able to adapt and change despite having conservative views and being very much uneducated. How he dealt with the Irish question is a stellar example! He was an ordinary man who disliked society and suffered from bouts of depression. There is a sentence that struck me in Ridley's book which in my opinion sums up George : "He was a man of disconnected feelings".

I could write PAGES about Bertie's shortcomings and how his shenanigans damaged the monarchy. Yet he was a gifted ruler, very much in tune with his time.

So I guess anon, it comes down to... preference. If you are more into shooting birds and collecting stamps, you do you! I, on the contrary, have a soft spot for cosmopolitan kings with a string of scandals.

Now if you'd excuse me, I'm off painting the town red with Bertie!

[writinandcrying]

TMNT ONE SHOT - Holiday Season - A Special gift

Christmas was not your favorite holiday, at least you had a mutant turtle to help out in this trying times (GN READER, Tw: dysfunctional family, arguments and bickering related to food, crying mentioned)

Fluff - makeout / first kiss with *insert turtle you like* after a shitty xmas (English isn’t my first language and I didn’t proof read this 😗✌️, pls don’t hesitante to correct me if you see something off putting, I hope you guys still like it!)

You climb up the last steps of the fire scape connecting the roof top of your building, dragging your feet as you groan one last time, it’s impressive you can hear your relatives arguing several stores bellow, you have lost count how many times people can pick on each other on their free will. You drag your hands along your face and sigh, you want nothing more but to distance yourself from that.

You didn’t get to feel much of The “Christmas spirit” everyone seem to love and cherish since you left your childhood years, and it seems that every year you learn to dislike December a little bit more. As much as The Grinch was deeply relatable for you lately, you didn’t want it to be, having a dysfunctional family in such a tender Holiday was kinda like receiving punch in the gut every day until 25th of December died out. After the first 10, the warm smiles and happy wishes over a great season seem to constantly mock your misery, leaving you bitter and resentful.

Leaning over the edge of your building, you check the many light up windows and different narratives playing along on your neighborhood, a family all gathered up taking a picture by their decorated tree on the left, you let a chuckle out by thrilled parents filming a rather young child by your right, to what it seems taking their first steps by their excitement.

it was nice seeing different kind of life’s playing along the fairy lights on the streets bellow, secretly wishing yours would be a little bit like theirs, reality seems distant as you accidentally disassociate, thinking how -your- family would be seen compared to those merry ones, your parents resentment growing against each other every minute, barking mean comments left and right to you messing apparently everything up. The perfect picture of a broken home. Awful to see, awful to be part of.

You sigh as you recall what drove you to the edge moments ago, a silly comment really, it was so small compared to the constant bickering around the whole month of December, but picking on you eating a single cookie? That you made? You spent the whole day cooking. The whole day trying to have a good Christmas, you can feel yourself fuming as you remember how much you have worked your ass off the whole month for their presents, for a good Christmas dinner, as they wouldnt even buy a single pair of sock for you. Give you a single “thank you” for all of your efforts, You tried, you really did, Despite all the odds against your favor, you still tried, when you finally decide you give yourself a taste of your hard work, your family dares to give you shit about your eating habits? No. Nuh uh.

That was the last drop. You marched to your room as you heard someone giving you shit one last time after harshly dropping the plate on the dining table. knew you would be screwed when they found out you were gone, no amount of locks would keep them at bay for longer than 2 to 3 hours. But god, you needed a time out. Yes, you would rather freeze your butt on a dirty and frozen roof top than to listen to another passive aggressive bullshit comment.

“you have been hiding here all this time?” A familiar voice fills out of the foggyness of your thoughts, your head turns around slightly, watching a well known silhouette marvelously shining through the moonlight “nobody’s seen you in days” his tone isn’t harsh or accusative, you can almost hear a incredulous chuckle out of him, he speaks lightly, curious to your whereabouts, you can also hear him landing near the regular rooftop entrance, you stare once again to the uncountable windows and buildings in front of you.

He waits for you to retaliate, reply with witty comeback, flash him an apologetic smile, anything, but silence wins you over. He knew something was up when you were this quiet, your family would be the main topic when you vanished like that, he also knew you needed space to deal with such matter, in due time, you would ask for comfort, you would seek for his presence, just like when he comes to you, yet this time it never came, you never came. The ninja turtle slowly leans over, trailing his eyes ahead as you do.

A sniff catches him off guard, he knows it shouldnt, but it does, he glances at you to finally see your glossy eyes staring ahead, a blush covering your cheeks and nose; You look adorable, sad, disappointed, frustrated, but still can’t help but to find you adorable, his hearts stings as you rapidly catch a sneaky tear roll down your cheek, turning your back at him before he can catch you in this arms.

“Didn’t want to bother.” your voice comes out more shaky than you would like, a bit hoarse due to the current season, you rub your hands together, if he questioned about your well being, you could just blame it on the cold weather,on the perfect snowflakes falling above you two.

“You could never bother” he trails along slowly, weary as if you were a scared cat, afraid that any hasty movement could make you dash “how about we go to the lair? Everyone misses you.” he gently places a hand on your back, “I miss you” he ponders, moving slowly to be by your side, your eyes don’t meet his, he wants to lean down, he wants your eyes locked on his, he wants you to trust him as much as he trusts you, he wants nothing more but to hold you close and kiss your sorrows and tears away.

he stays put instead, waiting on your call.

You instinctively turns towards him, his warmth drawing you in, you want to smile, to tell him over and over that eveything is fine, you were just busy, he doesn’t have to worry.

Instead your mouth is pressed in a tight line, you can feel your lips trembling when you try to speak, you know words will come out wobbly, and for the first time, you won’t be able to hold back tears in front of him. This is pathetic. You think, you want to be at the lair. You want to be near them, but how can you explain you can’t bare to see their love, brotherhood and companionship tonight? You can’t feel part of it? This night isn’t about you, it has never been and it will never will be, you just get used to it.

You look up; your thoughts swimming through your eyes, you open and close your mouth, how do you explain you crave affection, but can’t seem to bear it?

The turtle holds you in a swift movement, carrying you with ease, gently but still firmly holding you against his plastron in princess style, the familiar adrenaline rushes trough you as you can feel him jumping from roof top to roof top, you don’t have words to question him, astoundingly admiring him as you stare at his focused face facing the horizon ahead.

You close your eyes for a moment, learning your face over the valley of his neck and collarbone, in a blink of an eye, songs, chatter and laughter fills the air and you remember you are in New York , the most magical city to be this time of year. Yes, you had probably the crappiest month of your life, but for a moment, you let yourself drift away in bliss, focusing on sounds and passing colorful lights.

He settles both you on a empty office balcony, everything is dark inside accept for the faint lights on a very worn out tree looking back at you, you check your own reflection, your eyes are red and puffy, your hair is uneven, and there are millions of colors shining behind you.

The Rockefeller was the most iconic place all over New York during Christmas time, slowly turning around, the tree and it’s surroundings leaving you both speechless, you loved Christmas lights, it was impressive to say the least how the decorations were absolutely ethereal. ever so slowly, you both sit down and admire the virw quietly.

“You don’t have to deal with everything on your own” is the first line he graces you, you wanna laugh with that alone, look who’s talking you think over, but you can’t say it, you know he is right, he chuckles as if he could read your mind, he gently tilts your head upwards “next time, call me. Text me. Reach out, for goddess sake.” He smiles at you, you let out a huff, smiling shyly “you have so much on your plate already, I just, I didn’t-“

“You deserve so much better” he shakes his head, lips pressed in a thin line. Over many years of his life, he has thought he had too little and humans had absolutely everything on top side, it was unfair and left a sour taste over his mouth. you have shown him that kind of thought was childish, he had a family, he had people he could count on, that’s alone is a lot more than what many people have, He can’t take that fact for granted anymore.

He also knew your biggest wish was to be part of something like that, his biggest wish was to make you feel part of it, maybe even something more.

You shyly lace your pinky with one of his fingers, ducking away as you felt your face burning under his deep gaze, you were so appreciative of his family, of him, of his patience and dedication, to say you have a crush on the turtle was an understatement, everything the he did made your heart skip a beat, the way he would always seek out for you during hangouts, how he cared for your preferences and well being, you found yourself unable to look away when he was training, when he would laughs so care freely, when he gets lost on his interests and everything seems to slow down around the both of you. You rest your head gently over his shoulder, you know you can get lost in his eyes quickly, you bite your lip when you think of his, and how heavenly it would feel against yours.

“It’s alright..” that what you manage to come up with, it’s cheap and it’s empty, but you don’t know what else to say. “No it’s not.” He says it firmly, interlocking your fingers tightly to prove his point.

Sometimes, you swear he feels the same as you do, you swear you can catch a soft longing from him across the dinging table, across the dojo over self defense training, short glances that are filled with unspoken words, that the innocent touches are not so innocent anymore. but life has taught you not to hang on those wishes, not to have hope. It was hurtful to do so.

“why do you care?” you let a frustrated sigh out, you hate how you just asked that the moment the words left your mouth, you aren’t frustrated at him per say, more towards your feelings, at how clammy your hands feel around his, how fast your heart is beating, how you secretly hope he knows that you didn’t mean to let that question out, how much of a chicken you were, how you fought annoying daydreaming scenarios with him on daily basis and yet just wish he kissed you already.

“Because I do.” he makes you look at him again, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, and for the first time tonight, you look at him, you really look at him, how he is breathing fast, how dilated his pupils are when he looks at you, how his thumb drags temptingly over the bottom of your lips, letting out a shaky breath as he squeezes your hand one last time.

“because I just do.” His gaze is locked in yours, pleading, full of what you have denied yourself for years, telling eveything you have ever wanted without any words. He was yours, and you are his.

you finally tell yourself fuck it and kiss him.

It’s desperate, it’s passionate, it’s eveything you want and more, you drag your nails on the nape of his neck and draws him into your space, your chest hits is plastron as he grips your hips as he pins you down against the ground, the way you hook one of your leg on top of his shell drives out a moan out of him, making you arch your back, you nibble his bottom lip as you swear you gonna lose your mind.

You don’t know how long has passed, your grip on him is as strong as his as you lay beneath him, you makeout until you are both out of breath, until the anger and frustration has been worn out and you two slowly melt together, once fervent kisses turns into soft, gentle ones, until you are both looking at each other, smiling and giving pecks between giggles, translating eveything you have both been feeling towards each other

“Goddamn.” he draws a hearty laugh out of both you, the turtle rests is forehead against yours, sighing dreamily, giving you feather light kisses on your cheeks as you pull him closer.

“I care a lot about you too.” you drunkly smile to him, caressing his cheeks tenderly, “I sure hope so.” you hook your arms around his neck, laughing at his antics.

“I gotta tell you something tho.” you tilt your head curiously, he looks down at your lips, licking instinctively as you bite yours.

“you surprisingly taste like gingerbread cookies”

That makes you giggle once more.

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It’s 3 am and Idk how to finish so hopefully the end it’s not too abrupt *confetti sounds* 🎉 let me know if you guys liked it!

[tomieafterdark]

“running into Dabi 18+”

MASTERLIST

pairing: hacker!spy!reader x sadistic!dabi

summary: you run into Dabi after causing lots of trouble for the League Of Villains, which leads to ruining Dabis own plans. He is not happy about that.

cw: afab!reader, non-con, anal sex, hair pulling, name calling, choking, rough sex, anal mating press, squirting, fingering, being recorded without consent, kidnapping.

⚠️ DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS IF YOU ARE A MINOR. BY CONTINUING TO READ, YOU CONSENT TO VIEWING ADULT CONTENT AND THE DARK CONTENT STATED IN CONTENT WARNING ⚠️

last disclaimer: I’m not a writer or have any experience with this (it’s my second official smut) so be understanding if there’s errors or something, I’m just doing this as a newfound hobby 😵‍💫

You sigh. Your ride was supposed to be here five minutes ago. What is taking the driver so long? “I can’t afford to miss meeting the boss” you think to yourself annoyed. A week ago you got hold of hundreds of secret documents from the league of villains database, giving the government and hero society lots of advantages. You already went to accept an award for your outstanding work as a spy and an ethical hacker, it was even broadcasted on TV. The boss had recently called you in for a meeting and it was tonight. You were invited to a party after that so you had put on your favourite spaghetti strap dress and a black faux fur coat, hair up in a ponytail, high heeled boots, the cutest jewellery you had and of course your prada bag. You don’t know who you were without that bag. You finally hear your phone go off, excited it’ll be the driver announcing he’s around the corner but instead he’ll be an hour late. “Might as well go into the park and take a seat on the benches” you think to yourself, can’t stand another second in these heels.

You sit and just take in the beautiful cold night air, suddenly a hand grabs your neck from the bushes behind you. Before you make a sound a deep husky voice says “don’t make a fucking sound. Your heart drops from his voice and the smell of ashes and burnt flesh, you quickly grab your phone to make an emergency call but he grabs your wrist and burns you. “Fuck” you hiss, only to have him chuckle in reply and go “I’ll take that princess” as he takes away your phone. You are too scared to look at him expecting a weird ugly guy, but he grabs your face and makes you face him. “We don’t have all night princess, look at me will you. I won’t bite” he laughs. When you turn to stare at him you’re in awe, he is so beautiful even with burnt skin, fuck it made him hotter and you can hear your heart skip a beat. He burns you lightly while keeping the chokehold, “hey, I’m talking to you”. You snap back to reality, the fear is slowly coming back. “Whatever you want I don’t have it” you gulp..”he is really attractive especially with those icy blue piercing eyes of his” you think to yourself. “Oh no that’s where you’re wrong, you’re that hacker bitch who caused a lot of trouble for the League Of Villains. I’m here to take back what’s ours. I know you have it, we got an anonymous tip” he says directly into your ear as he tightens the grip on your throat, making it very hard to breathe. “I-I don’t have it, I swear. It was sent off a few hours ago to-“ he barely lets you finish off your sentence. His grip tightening on your throat as realisation hits. He came all this way for nothing and now he has to go back empty handed…unless?

He lets go of your throat for a second, you see your chance to sprint off and you are going to take it. You quickly get up, not even grabbing your lovely prada bag only to feel something pull you back by the hair. You scream out in pain as Dabi pulls you in. “Not so fast princess, I’m not planning on going back empty handed”. He holds on to your hair as he seats himself on the secluded park bench, guiding you onto his lap. You freeze again out of fear, your dress is so thin and your thong even thinner so when you’re on his lap you can feel a bulge and you don’t know wether to be more fearful or not because of that. “Okay so here’s what’s gonna happen princess. Since you don’t have what I want, I’ll take you instead. The League can take care of you then” you let out a defeated sigh. “The boss is so not going to like this” you think to yourself. “But before I let the league take care of you, we’re going to have some fun” he smirks. It takes you a while to get what he means but when he hikes up your dress you know exactly what he means. “What the fuck stop” you struggle on his lap as he holds you down. “What? You’re saving yourself for some other person?” he almost sounds confused. “No, I’m just not in the mood and even if I was it would not be with a villain-“ he chokes you again. “Don’t play dumb, do you not think I notice the way you look into my eyes or the looks you have continuously been giving me during our interaction?” You look away, knowing deep down he is right. If you were a villain you’d be throwing yourself at him, he speaks to your shadow self, the part of you that desires darkness and an escape. While you were doing all that thinking, a hand slips under your dress and a finger into your ass. “Aah what the fuck-“ it’s so tight, he keeps moving it roughly pushing it in and out. “Shit- AaaAh” it’s just one finger but god damn it’s uncomfortable yet you want more. You find yourself grinding on him for more friction, as more moans are escaping your pretty lips. Dabi laughs. “You gave in that easy? What a little slut. What will your boss think about a villain doing this to you?” His words hit the right spots, this only makes you hornier. He takes his finger out, and flips you on your back on the cold park bench. He unbuckles his belt, your heart beats faster. Here it comes, you pray to god it’s just 5 or 6 inches because you’re sure it’s going in your ass. When his pants and boxers come off an audible gasp leaves your mouth. “T-that’s not going to fit” you gasp with slight panic in your voice. As the park lights hit his penis you can see..”are those piercings??” You are liking the piercings, especially the Prince Albert one. You snap back to reality when he teases your entrance with the tip. “I’ll make it fit don’t worry your pretty little head princess” he smirks at you. He enjoys being too big for you, especially when it’s your ass because you’ll struggle more. It is 8 inches, when hard but he is not fully hard so he’ll grow inside you just to make it more intense for you. He spits on your ass then on his penis as he jerks it a little and when it’s hard enough but not fully hard he fully pushes it in you, in a mating press. He flips his head back with a moan he bottomed out in you but he is not fully hard, “this is gonna be a challenge” he thinks to himself. You can’t keep your moans mixed with screams in, he covers your mouth but the muffled sounds are still loud. “It’s too big please, go fucking slower” you cry out but he doesn’t seem to budge. You can feel him grow, real panic and adrenaline hits you. In that moment you make eye contact, for a second it feels fine but his eyes are evil. Pure evil, he enjoys your pain so much and he leans in to bite your shoulder to make it worse. You scream out again, tears are filling your eyes even though you’re tough and can handle a lot but this is too fucking much. He pulls your hair again, this time making you watch as he fucks you deep in the ass. “Watch this you slut, look how good you’re taking all that.” He says and starts circling your clit.

Pain and pleasure mix together, you feel an anal orgasm coming. “I-I’m gonna cum-“ you squeal, “fuck you’re making me cum and I don’t even know your name!” He chokes you lightly as he gets closer to your ear and whispers in a low deep voice “it’s Dabi, you better moan it loud when I make you cum. Okay?” You don’t reply so he chokes you harder. “I said okay?” He says in a darker almost annoyed voice. “Okay Dabi, I will” you whimper, shaking under him feeling the orgasm coming any second now. “Good little slut, see that wasn’t so hard” he whispers in your ear. You are so loud when you cum screaming his name over and over, Dabi looks at you with pride. But as you come down from the orgasm you start to get enough, your body is being pushed to its limit and it’s too much. Dabi notices this and comes closer to your face to tell you “I don’t care how sensitive and tired you get, we’re not done until I say so. You get it princess?” You quickly reply “Okay Dabi” remembering what he had said earlier. He forces you to orgasm 3 more times even though you’re tired. The fifth orgasm is different, you feel sometimes coming out of your vagina and your hand instinctually goes there. Dabi catches it immediately, but doesn’t say anything. He has a feeling it’s your first time squirting and would rather see you struggle not knowing you’ll squirt and not pee all over him. You are panicking “fuck fuck I better not pee please be over ple-“ you feel him ramming you harder, as if he knows something is up with you. “You’re not fucking funny” you hiss at him. “What ever do you mean” he grins at you. “Go ahead and finish” you glare. “Oh but why, why are you suddenly in a rush? You know after this I’ll bring you back to the league with me” he chuckles. Fuck, that’s right you completely forgot. You’re about to be kidnapped. “Just let go, you’re not going to have this much fun in a while” he tells you as he sticks a finger in your pussy to force you to squirt at this point. You feel it coming and you really can’t hold it in, he keeps fingering you while he is pounding your ass balls deep. There is no escape from this.

Fuck it you think. I might as well let go. You squirt all over Dabi, and because you edged yourself so much thinking it is pee it is way too intense. Dabi makes sure you have an anal orgasm straight after before deciding to fill that pretty ass of yours with cum. He laughs at you and your reaction because you look disgusted with yourself. “Fuck I can’t believe I-“ he laughs. “You just squirted why are you acting like you pissed yourself. Don’t tell me no one has made you squirt.” You are so pissed off right now if you weren’t so tired you’d punch him. “Fuck you Dabi” is all you can get out as he pulls out of you. “A villain made you squirt out of all people” he laughs. Wait til the public sees this. “What?..” you hope imagined what had just come out of his mouth. “Yeah I recorded everything incase you try to escape. How would it look to have this released after getting your award on TV, think about your boss’ reputation.” He was right. “Now, come on princess I have a few friends who would love to meet the hacker that created all the chaos.”

I haven’t spell checked it or proof read but whatever 😗

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[abs-2020]

~HER~

Chapter: 1

“Not a star in sight”

~Katsuki Bakugo x (Fem) reader~

A/n:This is a revamp/repost/redo/continuation? of a story I did on wattpad a while back. And I’m here to make it better and keep it goin <3

Warnings: nothing for this chapter, but this series will have lots of triggers. And I mean lots. 😗✌️

Purple italicized stuff is you thinkin and talking to yourself. <3

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“What a pretty view..”

You’d smile as you sat at the edge of your bed, looking out of the small and yellowish stained window and up into the night sky. Stars, It was a rare occurrence in the city part of Japan to get to see the stars at night. The lights from all the buildings made it almost impossible to even get a glimpse of the moon. But tonight? Tonight that just wasn’t the case, there was a big power outage about half an hour ago from a villian attack, and they still hadn’t gotten the lights up and working. Which to some is a curse, but to you? It was quite the blessing. You loved the moon, the night, and the stars. You loved the stars more than anything. The way the slightly twinkled, the way some burned brighter than others, and the way that even the small ones still burned just as brightly. They were beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

As you continued to lay at the edge of your bed and peer up at the sky in your favorite baggy hoodie and most comfy pair of Nike pro shorts dreaming about whatever a soft knock on your door would throw you back into reality, a small choke of surprise catching in your throat.

You’d sigh, grabbing your phone and quickly flipping it over to check the time.

9:05P.M.

Your brow would quirk.

“What an odd hour to be knocking on someone’s door.” ‘Or even my door..’ truth be told, you didn’t have visitors very often, or friends. Maybe friend singular.

With another sigh you’d scuffle off your bed, the old and worn down springs creaking from underneath you. Dragging your feet across the floor, towards your door. You were tired, exhausted from the day.

You’d rub your eyes as you reached your door, causally peering through the peep hole. Being met with two tiny pig tales.

"S-Shin-ae?” ‘What are you doing here so late girly?’

a small wave of annoyance would wash over you, a groan leaving your throat as you slowly unlocked the sliding lock, as you began to open the door an aggressive ‘thump’ would fill the air as you were sent flying back your arse hitting the floor with an even louder ‘THUMP’ pain shooting up your spine and coccyx.

"The Hell!?" You'd shout angrily your brows quickly furrowing as you shot your head up a small overly cheerful girl rushing into your apartment a small envelope in her hands as she ran around you in circles your door wide open.

“(YY/NNN)!! (YYY/NNNNNN!!!!) (Y/NN!)”

She’d call as she continued to cheerfully run around you, your arse still burning from your earlier fall.

Even tho she’d caused you to fall onto your arse and barged in so hectically a small smile would grace your face as you stood from the floor rubbing your arse from the fall.

As you stood from the floor Shin-ae would run up to you her hands grabbing at your baggy sweater causing you to jump back at little.

“Ah-!”

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I got a letter for you....-“ Shin-ae would pause her eyes shooting to the floor hesitance and sadness gracing her features for a second. “It’s your dad..” she’d look away from you almost embarrassed.

Youd almost take a step back your hands coming up infront of you to shield yourself form her words. You'd shut your eyes, inhaling deeply. 'your dad’ her words rang through your head, your body tending and stomach filling with disgust. Your head would fall, a shadow covering the top half of your face.

Shin-ae would take a small step back envelope still in her hand. You’d take notice and exhale. Letting your body relax.

You’d fake a smile.

“Give it to me."

You’d almost demand, your tone blank as you held out your hand. Shin-ae would nod, her small arms reaching up to give you the envelope. Once the paper reached your hand you’d snatch it in an almost animalistic like way quickly tearing it open and reading.

Shin-ae would look up at you innocently.

"What's it say (Y/N)?" Shed ask with a tilt of her head.

You’d sigh frustrated, wanting to scold the girl for being so nosy, she knew how you felt about your dad. And yet she still chose to ask such unneeded questions.

‘Be nice… she’s only a kid.’

"It says.." you stop "…it says something along the lines of ‘Dear (Y/N)! Here's a couple hundred dollars for rent and other necessities. Good luck and hope you get into UA!'"

You reply, Shin-ae’s grip on your sweater tightens her head falling slightly as she scooted closer to you.

"W-well the school years not over yet so...you're still going to stay in Japan and be my friend right?" Shin-ae’s voice was filled with a hint of fear and desperation her grip getting tighter by the second.

You’d sigh, a small smile gracing your lips as your hand went to oat the little girls head. “Yes Shin-ae I'll definitely be staying in Japan! And I’m definitely getting into UA!!" you reply with a lighthearted smile. “I’m not goin anywhere, so don’t you worry!” You’d grin.

Shin-ae’s head would shoot up her eyes almost as big as her face, a giant smile of excitement gracing her face as she excitedly jumped up and down, her tiny pigtails whipping her shoulders. Her excitement caused your smile to grow.

"YAAAAY!!!” Shed yell happily. “Well I have to go now!”shin-ae would jump as she let go of your sweater. “My mom said I could only stay for 5 minutes!” Shed smile before running off your mouth dropping when you realized your door had been open this whole time.

You’d wince. ‘Idiot..’ you’d slap your face ‘I can’t believe i left my door open the whole time…’

You watch her skip down the hall, making her way to her own apartment, running up the fleet of stairs and out of sight.

‘Cutie.’

You’d sigh as you closed your door locking the sliding lock, slowly turning around to look at your small apartment. A kitchen connected to a small living room with one bedroom. yours. Sure it was old, and there were some weird stains you couldn’t get rid of even after multiple tries. But you liked it. You’d tap your foot twice before heading to the kitchen and opening the fridge. Nothing.

You’d purse your lips into a fine line. "I need to go grocery shopping after school tomorrow...."

You’d close the fridge and turn around, your eyes looking down to the money in your hand. You’d crumple it with a frustrated groan and slam it onto the kitchen table before making your way back to your room. ‘It's definitely small but it's a good size.’ But to be honest, you’re just happy you have a room. A room in Japan next to UA at that. You’d throw your Nike pro shorts off and jump into your bed. The springs creaking just like always. You’d shuffle towards your window only to sigh. The lights were back on. And there wasn’t a star in sight. Not a single one.

[keiwook]

ZB1 AS TYPES OF BROTHERS

genre fluff

notes i don’t have a brother 🤞

masterlist<3

— zhang hao

the brother that keeps you in check 🫡

he’d ask ‘have you done your homework yet?’ and other things like chores so you don’t forget

isn’t too strict but won’t let you lay off until you finish everything you need to

he does this so that you can get stuff done quickly and survive in the real world 🤝

makes you learn a musical instrument to continue his legacy 😭

— sung hanbin

the very caring brother

there’s not a single day where he’d raise his voice at you or scold you 🫶

why? because that’s just not his nature

he’d always be patient with you

also always makes sure to check up on your well-being

your standards are very high bcuz of him 👍

— seok matthew

the best friend brother

he just seems like the type to love chatting w you

he’d share abt his day and you share abt yours

he’d know instantly if something’s bothering you

you’d tell him everything and vice versa, so he knows a bit too much abt you

def knows your deepest darkest secrets 🤫

— shen ricky

the secretive brother

as in, he doesn’t talk about himself or his day much

because he prefers to listen to others more so he listens to your problems alot

you don’t know much of his personal life but he knows alot abt yours

he’s not hiding anything, he just never thought to talk about personal stuff 😀

he’d be the type that if you hate someone, he’d hate them too

— park gunwook

the protective brother

protects you in every way possible

not physical fights tho cuz he doesn’t condone violence 💪

but he does condone it verbally (i’m kidding)

would secretly follow you on dates to make sure you’re safe 😭

it’s a bit privacy-invading but you know he just cares for you

— kim taerae

the cool/chill brother

the one who would bring you around with his friends so you won’t feel lonely

or drives you to places you wanna go

but you have to hear taylor swift blasting through the radio every time 😀

pays for your stuff most of the time

does karaoke w you to flex his great voice 😗

— kim gyuvin

the tattler brother

snitches on everything you do 🥲

he does this because he doesn’t want you doing anything illegal

babies you alot (have you seen him w yujin?!?)

would do anything for you 🫶

he would also keep a spare of everything incase you need it

— kim jiwoong

the parent brother (?)

could classify as your legal guardian

he does the most for you; picks you up from school, assists you with homework, gives you advice

the first to know when you’re having a bad day

if you’re feeling a bit sad, he sits there consoling you instead of asking questions

you trust him the most

— han yujin

your regular younger brother

sets you as his role model

teases you for things when in reality he’s jealous 👍

wants the same things you own

he would leave your door open after barging into your room 😭

would prefer to hang out w you than his friends imo

would love playing games with you

© keiwook

[princessmia-tarot]

hey princess, i would like to have a free reading of yours, I'm curious if I make a good impression on people or if I'm too weird/dark, I don't think I make a good impression so... 😗 thank you in advance -P

Hi P,

I can see your insecurity with how you present to other people. I see that you wish the way others treat you was different. I see that it is time to ground yourself. No pressure at all but if you need help with grounding and the root chakra I have a spell here. Other options can be meditations, walking in nature, etc. I see that you are very willing to help others and be friends with everyone but you can come off as possessive and this can scare people. I don't think you're going about what you want in the right way. Someone may have given you wrongful advice sometime in your life. It may have been a member of your family, like a father figure who told you that girls like to be chased type of situation where the reality is that no means no and deflection is not an invitation for more conversation. There is a need to think before you act. Strangers don't always appreciate deep and personal compliments. Someone might be the definition of perfection but telling them as such will be jarring and unnerving. Words do hurt sometimes as well and insults sandwiched between compliments will always overshadow any positives you say. Don't chase people who have made it clear they aren't interested. I still encourage you to put yourself out there, but there is a time and a place. I see that places with alcohol are probably not the best place to be overbearing and over complimentary. Again, coming on too strong seems to be an issue. Dial it back. I understand that you are saying what is on your mind and what you believe someone should know but when it isn't coming from someone close it can come off as creepy in some circumstances. Again, let people go if they don't show interest. Always wait for clear signs, yes means yes, anything else means no. Don't give up. You're already on the right track with understanding that there is an issue here. Let others have their personal space and always give people the choice to leave a situation.

xx

Mia ♥

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