#for now tho i have a headache and have reached 30 tags so it’s time to go shovel some mashed potatoes into my mouth :)

[dudeseducer985]

Sir Perceval and his Knight

Spencer Reid x Gn reader

(takes place after the fisher king episodes)

Tags: Just fluffy stuff, some mention of bombs, typical CM stuff, established relationship

This is my first time writing fanfic ever, I did get some people to beta read for me. If it’s cheesy that’s okay, that was kinda the point. Pls give criticism so I can improve :D (not too rude tho)

Spencer pressed the doors of the care facility open and stepped out onto the sidewalk. He winced at the brightness of all the car headlights rapidly moving past. The car driver waved their hand signaling they were ready to head out now. Spencer walked over and ducked into the car, he massaged his nose bridge in an attempt to alleviate some of the pain of the oncoming headache. Once the driver had made sure everything was secured, they started driving to jet site.

Spencer had his bag slung over his shoulder as he walked onto the jet, he sat down in the nearest chair, not being bothered to try and go any further than he had too. He sat his bag down and lied over in the seat, hoping to get some semblance of sleep after a tiring case. Eventually Spencer finally drifted off to sleep.

Spencer shifted slightly in his seat, he turned over to grab his phone out of the bag, wondering how much time was left before he could get off this plane. When Spencer did finally get his phone, he was surprised to see multiple notifications from “my love <3”, all from a few hours ago. A slight panic set in, as Spencer tried to answer the messages. Even more panic set in when said messages wouldn’t deliver because of the lack of connection in the plane. Once Spencer took a moment to check the time, he noticed there was only about 30 minutes left on the flight, so he wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

The plane had finally reached land and came to a halt. Spencer picked up his bag and walked down the steps of the jet, his house was about a 20 minute drive from his current location. Spencer tossed his bag into the back of his new ride, then sat down next to it. Luckily, the car ride went by fast, but Spencer wasn’t looking forward to climbing stairs to get to his apartment.

When Spencer did finally reach his apartment building and walked up all the stairs, he was greeted with the familiar sight of the door to his apartment. He took the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door, and proceeded inside. He dropped his bag next to door, then shut the door behind him. Spencer took a deep breath in and smelt something rather familiar. He turned his head to the kitchen to be greeted with the sight of his s/o.

“Hey, I’m back,” he walked over to the kitchen, “I’m sorry I didn’t answer your messages.”

“It’s no problem Spence,” you turned around to look at him, “I know you’re busy with work, it doesn’t bother me at all”

He slightly frowned, “yes, but it makes me feel like I’m ignoring you.”

You place a hand on Spencer’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort him, “Spence, it’s okay, I know very well you’re not ignoring me.”

Spencer perks up at your remark, then his focus changed to behind you, “What’s that you’re making?”

You turn back around to your previous task, “I was making some kettle corn to have when I watch a movie.”

Spencer raised his eyebrows In interest, “What movie were you planning on watching?”

“I was gonna watch Shutter Island, care to join me?”, you finish pouring your kettle corn into the bowl.

Spencer smiled happily at you, “of course I would, maybe we can share the kettle corn too?”

You nodded your head at him as you sealed up the bag and put it back in the cabinet. You turned and handed him the bowl as you walked over to the tv, and grabbed the remote from the stand. You sat on the couch and threw your legs on too, you opened them a bit a signaled for Spencer to come lay with you. Spencer walked over and lied down between your legs, with his head on your chest. You clicked the start button on the remote and let the movie start playing. Spencer looked up at you for moment, he looked kind of sad.

“Spence, is there something wrong?”

He glanced up at you in surprise, “no, not at all,” his expression softened a bit, “I just really missed you today.”

You started combing his hair with your fingers, “I missed you too Spencer, is there anything that happened during the case that you wanna talk about?”, you figured maybe something worse than usual had happened.

“Well, I almost got blown up”, he says nonchalantly.

Your eyebrows furrow, “I’m sorry, what?”, you stared in disbelief at the words he had just uttered.

“Yeah, it was an unsub from my mom’s care facility, who thought that the others and I were some sort of knights in a fantasy game of his. Where he was keeping his daughter, who he swore was dead, and we had to find her. For some reason, he thought I was Sir Perceval, and that if I asked him a certain question his wounds would be healed. So when I didn’t ask the question he blew himself I’m with a bomb.”, he ranted, “but don’t worry I’m not hurt.”

“Good lord Spencer, that’s crazy,” you blinked at him in astonishment, “Did you end up saving the girl?”

“Yes, we did.” Spencer smiles.

“Well, I’m happy you saved the day Sir Perceval.,” You say to him in a joking manner, “I wouldn’t expect any less from someone as amazing as you.”, you give him a kiss on the forehead.

Spencer wraps his arm around your torso and gives you a tight squeeze, “You know I love you so much, right?” He nuzzle his head into your chest a bit more.

You stare at him lovingly, “Well Doctor Reid, I know for fact, that you have no idea just how much I absolutely adore you.”

“Well, you could show me.” Spencer grins before sitting up a bit more.

You pull him a bit closer to you and give him a kiss, he snakes his other arm behind you in an attempt to get closer. You kiss his cheeks, which earns a breathy laugh from the doctor.

“Alright, settle down,” you raise an eyebrow at him, “Don’t you wanna finish the movie?”

Spencer lies back down and places his head on your chest in defeat, “Yes, we can finish watching the movie,” he stares at the bowl of untouched kettle corn on the table, “but I am going to eat some of this while we do.” Spencer grabs the bowl from of the table and nudges it towards you, You take a few pieces from the bowl and turn you attention back to the movie. As Spencer grabs his handful and starts eating as well. You glance at him one last him, Spencer was already steadily watching the movie. You smiled at him, this is definitely the man you want to spend the rest of your life with.

(Nervous as hell posting this ngl)

[stillness138]

5 things i'm able to rant about for an hour without preparation, or, the brainworms tag game

thank u @thirstyforred ☺️

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i think i'm quite predictable, but lemme try

1. yeah, this one takes the top spot here too, surprising nobody. the witcher, text, lore, metatext. or however it's called when the writer had a goal and we all have to live with his increasingly more nonsensical way of reaching it. everything about it makes me go insane and what perhaps the most is the way people - and i now mostly mean writers other than Sapek - handle the material after him. the good and the bad. these books and whatever came out of them thematically touch me like nothing else does and i can't imagine a world where the attachment i have to it all didn't exist. an hour would barely suffice to get started.

2. art and art history. obviously, so i don't have to type a whole lot here. i always did it, i studied it, it's a fundamental part of me. if we ever go to a museum, give me something to chew on so i don't yap the whole way through.

3. meteorology. i just think they're neat meme but it's clouds and our atmosphere. it's a bit deeper than that though, i grew up in a gliding environment and this was an omnipresent, crucial part of it. my interest in severe weather resparked a couple years ago so now here i am, running out of the house whilst sick to take pictures of a thunderstorm. don't ask me about tornadoes.

4. the elder scrolls, with the clarification that i am very very far from actually knowledgeable about it. but it, for me, exists in a funnily similar place as the witcher when it comes to including ideas and themes, but also author and intent in how i look at these works. this would lead me to a whole tangent on how nothing exists in a vacuum and triple A videogame writing, probably. i really enjoy creating characters in this universe, maybe more than any other (they don't know i have like 30 tes ocs...), but keep the brainworms in check on purpose because if i cared about another thing at the mercy of corporate interest as much as i already do about that one, i think not even touching grass could help me.

5. i'm not sure if this is the best descriptor or if it deserves its own spot but...people? fandoms and cliques, how art is perceived and treated. how class and classism play into that. i feel strongly about these things because i find people fascinating and spend too much time on the internet, but i'm also who i am and interacting with people will sometimes inevitably make me ponder these things. it's why i put "theme shitaboutgiver" in my bio here tho so i guess gamers give me enough of a headache to warrant a spot on this list.

i also wanna know what vexes the rest of strays so consider yourselves tagged frens 🌼

[exosmutfactory]

How I Look On You 004

Chun-hei is stuck between feeling too busy to commit and too young to settle down. And with her bustling book publisher business, bachelors and alike are all swarming around her for a chance at publicity. She’s doing a good job at keeping the men at bay—until Byun Baekhyun, that is. Doesn’t mean he’ll have it easy though.

Part 1 |  Part 2 |  Part 3 |  Part 4 ✓ |  Part 5 |

Tagging: @baeklination​ coz I think she’d like to be in the know about this 👀 let me know if anyone else would like to be tagged for the last chapter! 💕

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The Confusion

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Why are you only good to me

When I'm bad to you?

Why are you only?

Loving you and hating you is in, depending on the day

Tell me why are you only good to me

When I'm bad to you?

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Opening my eyes to a familiar yet unexpected bedroom is oddly comforting. Or maybe it is because of the smell of cinnamon and the woods after it rains that causes my shoulders to relax under the thick comforter. Until the daze of sleep leaves in wake of a horrendous headache.

I sit up way too soon for the pounding in my head; close to losing the contents of my stomach before squeezing my eyes shut. Even swallowing is hard. I’m never doing this shit again.

With a groan I gingerly reach for the glass of water sitting on top of the nightstand; glancing down at the two pain pills left there before deciding to take them as well. Leaning back against the headboard of the bed, I try to remember the previous night as my headache slowly ebbs away; letting my gaze drift over the room. My whole body stiffening in realization. I saw something I probably shouldn’t, and I... didn’t come here for sex...

No matter how much time goes by before I even get another glimpse of Seoyeon, I can still pin-point her striking colored hair and confident stance anywhere—unless there is a twin she hasn’t told any of us about. Honestly that could be a likely conclusion as well with how tight-lipped she is with “personal” things. Guess shoving her tongue down her bosses throat isn't considered a “personal thing.”

Flinching at the sudden buzz coming from under my back, I flip over the clean white pillow to find my phone. Jihun’s name flashing across the screen. Briefly glancing at the time of 9:30 am I tentatively swipe to accept the call.

“Chun-hei, sorry if I woke you up,” She begins through the speaker; sounding calmer than I expected, “I’m just calling to check in with you.”

I blink, brows furrowing, “It’s okay.”

“Good.” She sighs, making my brows furrow even more. “Um...why are you so accepting of me not showing up to work?”

“I called you last night, you don’t remember?”

Blinking again I check through my call log, finding her name next to the time of 2:30am. “No,” Trying to remember the time through my blurry visions of last night is proving to be difficult, I don’t even know what time I got here...

“Good.” She sighs almost in relief causing an eyebrow raise from me. “You sure are calm about this.”

“Barely,” She grits, frustration slipping through her voice, “I called you after dragging a deadweight Minji back to my apartment just to hear a certain ‘Byun Baekhyun’s’ voice over the line.”

Heat swiftly crawls up my neck to my cheeks, “I-I accidentally gave the cab his address.” I defend with a flaming face. It is way too early to be flustered like this.

“Good,” She replies, sounding satisfied, “You looked like you’d black out at any moment,” I kinda did—“and based off how worried he was, you did.”

“Oops?”

“Yeah, right.” I can hear the rolling of her eyes, “Got to go, the meeting with the board is in 5 minutes and I haven’t finished preparing myself to take on their judging evil ass eyes alone.”

“Ouch.” I wince, a clear image of similar scenarios running through my throbbing head. “Thank you, Jihun,” I utter sincerely, playfully adding, “You know I love you right?”

“Whatever. You better be glad I get paid for this,” She grumbles, but I know she’s smiling.

“You’re the best~” I sing, disconnecting the line. Laying back on the bed, I look up at the white ceiling, trying in vain to remember everything from last night.

“..he likes you..”

Dark brown eyes watching me from across the room.

“Seojun has been far up his own ass since day one..”

Peach colored hair.

“..can’t believe Seoyeon isn’t here.”

Minji is as pale as a ghost.

“—gets all stiff when you mention—”

Wait.

I sit up, eyes wide in realization, Minji. Throwing back the covers, I swing my legs out of bed. Taking a few steps towards the door before the chill of my body registers in my mind. I look down at the long white t-shirt and tight black athletic shorts on my form before carrying on out the room; carefully opening the door and peeking around the corner. The sight that greets me too cute to bear at 9 in the morning.

Baekhyun sprawled out on the couch with wild black hair and eyelashes caressing glowy cheeks. Soft puffs of air escaping his parted yet slightly pouty lips. He is the picture of adorable right now.

I smile to myself before tip-toeing over to the other side of the apartment; finding my dress from the night before freshly washed and ironed. Sat on top of the modest dining table. Gratitude swells in my chest as I slip out of the borrowed clothes; carefully setting the folded pile on the table when something clatters to the floor.

Shooting a wary look over at the still sleeping Baekhyun, I reach under the table for the object; a single bronze key clutched in my palm. My heart racing at the underlined intentions. Pulling on my heels before slipping out of the door, I take one last glance back at him; not even fighting my fond smile.

Sighing softly once the door is shut, I type in a familiar contact while making my way down the stairwell. The 4 flights will be good for my overworking brain; filled to the brim with thoughts of Baekhyun and the company as I bring my ringing phone to my ear.

“Hello?”

“Minji.” I utter, a little in awe at her sounding so clear this morning. “Are you working today?”

“Yeah,” She sounds less enthusiastic this time; a certain edge to her soft voice.

“Good, I’m just around the block.” I observe, checking the surroundings of Baek’s apartment building fully for once in the daylight. “I’m coming over.”

“I’ll get your usual.” She mumbles, swiftly ending the call.

Taking a deep breath, I tuck my phone back into my pocket, speed walking down the remotely clear pedestrian walkways until I see a familiar sky blue building up ahead. The smell of fresh bread and the soft twinkle of the doorbell overhead bringing fond memories; ones I fear may be a bit painful to reminisce after today.

Minji looks up from helping a lady at the counter, smiling politely at the praises of her hard work and wishing her a good day. We're the only ones left after she leaves; Minji continues to stand there, seemingly lost in thought.

"...Um hey?" I give her an odd look, slowly approaching the counter.

"H-Hi," She mumbles, quickly retreating to the kitchen, "Have a seat. I'll be right back!"

Looking after her warily, I sat down at a booth in the back of the room; lazily watching the people walking past the far window with my chin on my palm as the sounds of running water filled the quiet room.

“Sorry,” She flusters, quickly setting a steaming brown mug and a slice of apple pie on the table before sliding into the opposite seat.

“It’s fine,” I reassured her, patting her hand, trying to ease her nerves. Gingerly cupping the mug in my palms, I gently blow on the ginger lemon tea. “How’s the bakery?” I inquire, quirking a brow with a smile. “Seems to be a real hotspot these days.”

“Business as usual,” She mumbles, tugging at the sleeve of her purple cashmere sweater.

“Hey...” I set down the mug, trying to meet her eye, “You okay?”

She begins to nod, stopping short with a shaky sigh. “N-” She stops, lips trembling. Croaking as tears fill her eyes, “No.”

“Hey hey hey,” I look around, pulling out a packet of tissues and makeup wipes from my purse reserved for moments like these before holding them out to her. She blindly reaches for them, still not meeting my eyes. “Minji… What’s wrong?” I soothe. My unease is growing by the minute.

She mumbles something unidentifiable under her breath and I lean forward, eyeing her worriedly. “What?”

Her head snaps up. “I’m sorry!” She blurts, shiny eyes wide with fear.

“I—” I flinch back at her wail, watching her get progressively more distressed with furrowed brows. “Minji I’m a bit lost here. What are you sorry for?..”

The purple haired woman takes a couple moments to dab at the corner of her smudged eyeliner, sniffling quietly before uttering, “Seoyeon…” She pauses, meeting my eyes for the first time today, “Seoyeon and Seojun are fooling around.”

A moment passes, only the bustling life from beyond the windows filling the silence. “Okay,” I slowly nod, ignoring the itching suspicion beginning to form at the back of my mind. Disappointed but not surprised.

“No,” Minji sniffles, shaking her head. “You don’t understand..”

“It’s okay, Min,” I soothe, putting on a small smile. “Seojun is a part of my past now.” Shrugging nonchalantly, I lean back in my seat, cupping my warm mug in my palms. “What they do is really none of my—”

“—Seoyeon slept with him while you were together.” She drops the ball.

I choke a bit on my tea, setting down the glass harder than intended. “Wha-” I cough leaning forward, fist against my mouth, “What did you just say?”

Minji keeps her teary eyes on the tabletop. The temperature in the room seems to drop a whole 10 degrees as the realization sets in.

“No.” I shake my head, tears brimming my eyes. “No, she wouldn’t…”

“I can’t believe Seoyeon isn’t here.”

“—she gets all stiff when you mention men..”

“—Who? Who?” Seoyeon craned her neck around; trying to catch sight of the man.

“Yah!” Minji whisper shouts, lightly smacking the back of her head. “Leave her be, she needs this..”

No… No. We have been friends since high school, back when she could never find the right concealer for her skin tone and Kim Publishing was but a mere thought…

“You never know,” She replies tossing her freshly dyed red hair, “Maybe you’d learn something if you left your office for once.”

Someone blocks Seojun from view; a woman with peach-colored hair that causes a spark to light up in his dark brown eyes…

“It’s not like her to miss the opportunity.”

Dragging my eyes up from the mug clutched tight in my hands, I meet Minji’s gaze with blurred eyes. “You..” I inhale shakily, clenching my jaw. “You knew.”

Her doe eyes widen, “I—”

“You fucking knew and chose not to say anything!” I explode, not realizing I’ve stood up until I blink, seeing her curled up form cornered against the wall through my red vision. Salty tears steadily streaming down my cheeks. The knocked over coffee mug rolling around it’s spilled contents dripping from the tabletop barely stopping right before toppling over the edge.

“You covered for her.” I conclude in a softer voice, the clues of betrayal burning bright behind my retinas. “You knew this entire time. When were you going to tell me, Minji?” She doesn’t dare to lift her head, my questions firing one after the other. “Who else knows, hmm? Your mom? The media? Jihun?”

“N-No.” She quickly shakes her head as I take in her cowering form, helplessly folding in on herself. “Jihun has no idea.”

“Huh.” I smile, not a trace of humor in my tone. “That makes two of us.”

After another moment’s pause, I reach over to pluck a handful of napkins from the dispenser, dropping them carelessly to soak up the mess on the table. “Thank you for telling me, Minji-ssi.” Sparing her a quick glance, I shuffle through my purse for my wallet, taking a minute to remember the exact amount before slapping the money on her side of the table. “Hope you get all that you want out of life.”

“W-Wait.” I pay her quiet call no heed, already pushing my way out of the clear bakery doors; the crisp, early-winter air biting into the skin of my drying cheeks. Looking up at the light grey sky full of wispy clouds, I brush off my shoulders, making a left turn at the end of the street that leads to the heart of downtown. Because now…. Now.

I have bigger fish to fry.

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“Chun-hei.” He grins, comfortably reclined in the leather seat.

I smile. “Good morning, Mr. Shue.”

His eyes light up in expectant glee as I take my seat across from him, smoothing out the pants of my black suit. “To what pleasure do I owe to be graced by your presence this fine morning?”

“Just a quick little check in.” Pulling a blue pen from behind my ear, I tuck away a stubborn lock of hair escaping with the motion. “I believe we had some things to discuss?” I arch a brow, polite smile still on while opening my vanilla folder.

“Oh?” His own smile turns into a greasy smirk; the promise of his victory dancing in his eyes. “Well then. Yes, we do. Have you decided yet?”

“Actually,” I drawl, dragging my eyes back to his, “I’d prefer it if you helped me make one.”

As if on cue, Jihun steps into the room with two interns, each one of them carrying stacks of paper while she holds a recorder in her hands. The single flick of her thumb brings a red dot onto the screen.

“You see, Mr. Shue.” Turning my eyes back to him, I take in the panicked look on his face. “A little birdy told me that you have been making deals with Park’s Publishing.” I emphasize, cointining in a way too chirpy tone, “Behind my back.”

He sits there, forehead breaking out in a cold sweat as I gesture for the interns to set the documents on the long wooden meeting table. Spreading them out on the surface. “Now, if I recall.” Plucking a particular stabled stack of papers out of the two piles, I hold it up for him to see, “Your contract states specifically that any such foul play would mean a lawsuit and an immediate termination of contract.” My tone lowers, looking him dead in the eye. “It’s typed in bold print at the top of the first page, Mr. Shue.”

“I-I-” He stammers, clambering out of his seat while pointing a grubby finger, “You have no proof of anything!”

Not phased by his loud display, I calmly hold my hand out to receive the tablet that a third subordinate brings in; a mere three taps revealing a video of the short, stocky man shaking hands with the Director of Park’s Publishing; the title of exchanged documents clear as day in the HD replay. The book we’ve been working on for over half a year to publish.

Letting the tablet go to sleep, I set my gaze on his shaking form once again. “You will be hearing from my lawyer, Mr. Shue.”

He makes his way around the table in a fit of rage, fingers outstretched just for security to enter the room, swiftly hauling him out by his arms. His face redder than I have ever seen as he shouts obscenities at the top of his lungs down the hallway.

I lean back in my seat with a deep sigh, rubbing my temple and closing my eyes.

“You okay?” Jihun’s voice rings, a hand placed on my shoulder. I make an effort to relax, nodding as my eyes open, “Yeah.” One look at her doubtful expression and I know she can see through me. “Can you...cancel the rest of my meetings for today?” Tentatively, I take a glance at the time on my Rolex before meeting her gaze again.

“I can manage,” She murmurs, giving a slow nod at the apprehensive look on my face. “Go. Before the lunch hour traffic hits.”

Sighing shakily, I push away from the table, brushing invisible dust off my clothes while nodding in acknowledgement to my subordinates; swiftly exiting the room. Rolling my stiff neck with a wince. If only that was the last hassle I have to deal with for the day.

The familiar sight of the tall building up ahead causes my heart to squeeze uncomfortably in my chest, but I continue onward; head held high with every click of my heels on the pavement.

“Ms. Kim,” The guard out front nods in acknowledgement, holding the door open for me as I pass by with a brief greeting; my focus drifting to a certain advertisement posted on the far wall of the apartment complex lobby. The model and the makeup artist. My lips curl up, a bitter smile hidden behind the closing doors of the elevator. What a great pair they make indeed.

Slipping into the apartment is simple enough with the spare key in my hand. The tell-tale signs of moans and squeaking bed frames do not phase me at all as I make my way to the bedroom at the end of the hall, throwing the door open with no remorse. Startling the pair tangled within the bedsheets.

“What the fuck-” Her high pitched complaint stops dead in it’s tracks, covers messily clutched to her chest and eyes widened in alarm in wake of my presence.

“Hi Seoyeon.” That polite smile has found its way back to my lips. The curses spewed from the scrambling brunet under her mere background noise. “Just stopping by to tell you I don’t need your key anymore.” I let it fall with a clatter from my hand onto the dresser stationed within arms reach of the door, stuffing it back into my suit pocket.

“C-Chun-hei...” Her tone of voice is pitiful while her face flushes bright red, disbelieving eyes and shaky pupils glistening in the dim light of the disorganized room.

I look down at her with blank eyes, swiftly spinning on my heel, only managing to take two steps towards the front door before faltering. “Oh!” Snapping my fingers, I face them again with a click of my tongue, smiling in mock relief. “Almost forgot. I left your shoes by the door. Can’t have you leaving a $500 worth pair of heels behind, hmm?”

The nonchalant expression on her features despite the mascara streaking down her cheeks is enough of a response. Directing my gaze to Seojun, I shoot him the same pacifying smile, leaving the place just as quietly as I came.

My gaze lowers to the ground while trudging through the deserted streets, hands shoved deep into my pockets in search of some warmth against the bitter cold air. Maybe I should have taken my car amidst gathering the last traces of Seojeon out of my home, but then again, she isn’t worth the gas money.

Wandering mindlessly brings me back to an all too familiar apartment building, the weight of the remaining key within my pocket seems to grow heavier. Urging me to step into the place I’ve walked by countlessly since this morning. Beckoning me back to the man waiting—is he waiting?

My eyes widen, pace quickening as I bypass the person seated at the front desk in favor of catching the elevator before the doors shut. The ride up to the designated floor full of fidgety hands and impatient foot taps. It feels like ten years have passed before I’m inserting the key into the lock, carefully opening the door with bated breath.

“Chunhei!” Baekhyun rushes over as I force myself to calmly slip out of my annoying heels; his brown eyes wide and hair still messy from sleep. “Are you okay? I woke up and you weren’t-”

Fuck it.

Cupping his cheeks, I smash my lips to his, “I’m okay.” I breathe, pulling up briefly for air. “I just…” Looking at his worried filled face makes me pause, heart racing at the raw emotions in his shining orbs. The longer I gaze into his wide brown eyes, the more the bad feelings of the day wash away, “I need you.”

Baekhyun gulps, holding my gaze as my hands slide down his chest. He catches my wrists before I can slip them under the waistband of his jeans, “Are you sure?”

Looking him over again, I nod, gasping when he roughly tugs me into his embrace. He kisses me as if his life depends on it, so many emotions pouring from his lips as I tangle my hand in his hair; swiftly wrapping my legs around his waist when his hands grab onto my ass. He walks us back to the bedroom, lips curling against my own smiling ones and eyes sparkling with promise. 

Maybe.. I want more than the pleasure he gives after all.

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Part 1 |  Part 2 |  Part 3 |  Part 4 ✓ |  Part 5 |

One chapter away from completing this story ooommmggg. Thank for reading, sorry for the long wait! I guess today is an angst filled one hehe♡ ♡ have a great weekend!

[angelixii]

85 Questions Tag

Thank you for the tag @felixspotato c:

1. Last Drink - Water so I could swallow a pill for my headache that still hasn’t gone away c:

2. Last Phone Call - My mom

3. Last Text Message - “Even tho I say fite me all the time I don’t mean it” (please dont ask for context)

4. Last Song Listened To - Let Go Bts (listening to now as typing this)

5. Last Time You Cried - Idk probably in the last week

6. Ever Dated Someone Twice - Never actually dated

7. Ever Kissed Someone and Regretted It - Nah

8. Ever Been Cheated On - Never actually dated

9. Ever Lost Someone Special - Does my stuffed animal from Disney World count? :c

10. Ever Been Depressed - I’d just say upset for a few days at times

11. Ever Gotten Drunk and Thrown Up - Can’t drink

12. Favorite Color - Blue

In The Last Year Have You...

15. Made New Friends - Totally

16. Fallen Out Of Love - Nah

17. Laughed Until You Cried - uHm that’s everyday...at myself

18. Found Out Someone Was Talking About You - I don’t think so (I have a headache I don’t wanna think)

19. Met Someone Who Changed You - I think its barely out of reach of “In the last year” but yes

20. Found Out Who Your Friends Are: I believe so

21. Kissed Someone on Your FB Friends List - Don’t have a FB

23. Have Any Pets - uhm way too many but I got cats dogs a dwarf hamster and recently 8 puppies! But we giving them away :c

24. Do You Want to Change Your Name - Nah I like Kassidy c:

25. What Did You Do For Your Last Birthday - Hung out with my close family and tried to figure out my new piano

26. What Time Did You Wake Up Today - 9:30 but if my mom didn’t wake me up probably 10:00

27. What Were You Doing At Midnight Last Night - Being tortured by Georgia (Love ya worm)

28. Something You Can’t Wait For - uhm there is a lot of things but my main is getting an album or any merch besides my Bts ring

30. What Are You Listening to Now - Stray Kids singing ‘As if Its Your Last’ by BP

32. Something That Is Getting On Your Nerves - People and the fact that my body can’t pick of its hot or cold

33. Most Viewed Website - Obvioulsy Youtube

34. Hair Color - Lightish Darkish Brown (idk how to explian)

35. Long or Short Hair - Long

36. Do You Have A Crush on Someone - No not really unless you count celebrities c:

37. What Do You Like About Yourself - Not much except my healthy hair and Friends irl and my mutuals

38. Want Any Piercings - No not really

39. Blood Type - uh idk

40. Nicknames - Kassidilla (My fav), Kassadodle, Kassy, Kassidie (pronounced Kass-i-dye), Kassido, and probably a bunch more I can’t think of

41. Relationship Status - Single and wanna stay that way for a while

42. Zodiac - Pisces

43. Pronouns - She/Her

44. Favorite T.V Show - Don’t really watch T.V

45. Tattoos - Don’t have any now but might get at least one in the future that has a very special meaning to me

46. Right or Left Handed - Right

47. Ever Had Surgery - Had tubes in my ears multiple times and my tonsils taken out

48. Piercings - Nah

49. Sports - Don’t like them or play them unless forced to at school c:

50. Vacation - uhm idk

51. Eating - Nothing but want to be eating something

52. Drinking - Nothing but want to be drinking something along with that something I want to eat

53. I’m About to Watch - Idk probably YouTube

55. Waiting For - My body to chose if its hot or cold PLEASE MAKE YOUR MIND IM SUFFERING

56. Want - More mutuals

57. Get Married - uhm when im way older hopefully I don’t die alone being the old woman that has way to many animals c:

58. Carrer - Photograher or Zookeeper

59. Hugs or Kisses - Hugs

60. Lips or Eyes - Eyes

61. Shorter or Taller - Taller

62. Older or Younger - idk just close to my age

63. Nice Arms or Stomach - uHm uhhhhhhhh idk

64. Hookup or Relationship - Relationship

65. Troublemaker or Hesitant - Hesitant

66. Ever Kissed A Stranger - Nah

67. Ever Drank Hard Liquor - Can’t drink so

68. Ever Lost Glasses - Don’t wear them

69. Ever Turned Someone Down - Relationship wise no but other times I have multiple times but most of time I had a reason or just very nicely

70. Ever Had Sex On First Date - UHM nO

71. Ever Broken Someones Heart - Not to my knowledge

72. Ever Got Your Heart Broken - Nah

73. Ever Gotten Arrested - UhM I’m a good child so n0

74. Ever Cried When Someone Died - LOWKEY A SPOILER TO MAZE RUNNER DEATH CURE IF YOU DONT WANNA KNOW DONT READ!! Most recent was Newt from Maze Runner :c But with real people I’ sure (I cant think of a death since my grandma which was when I was like 5-7 I don’t remember

75. Ever Fallen For a Friend - Nah

76. Believe in Yourself - idk

77. Believe in Miracles - Haven’t really had one but I lowkey do

78. Believe in Love at First Sight - same answer as 77

79. Believe in Santa - hAhA no

80. Believe in Kiss on First Date - Sure why not

81. Believe in Angels - Yeah

83. Eye Color - Brown

84. Favorite Movie - Maze Runner series

85. Favorite Actor - Probably Thomas Brodie Sangster or Dylan O’Brien c; Oh also Zendaya lowkey

Finished!

Wow I did It! That took a while XD

Thanks again for the tag

I tag @sugaslostswagg c: You don’t have to do it but I want you to! c: Wuv you!

Have Fun!! (I know I did a little c:)

[wiener-blut]

i was tagged by my bb @babypaulchen ages ago and now the time has come to finally do this shit!! i told u i was gonna do it Brig!!

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (i wont tag anyone bc im doubting i even know 20 ppl on here lmao)

— what was your last…

1. drink: peach flavoured ice tea 2. phone call: my mom bc i asked her if shes interested in some hyacinth bulbs for her garden since the ones that stood in my room decayed 3. text message: to my cousin, setting a time where we can call and chat 4. song you listened to: actual surprise - its not Rammstein *ooohs and aaahs fly through the crowd* it was “The Schuyler Sisters” from Hamilton 5. time you cried: yesterday bc i had the worst fucking headache ever and i was being a whiny bitch

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: nope 7. kissed someone and regretted it: uhh no? 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes, multiple times and ive come to the conclusion that throwing up makes me feel better afterwards like im back to being able to actually perveice my environment again lmao

— fave colours

12. black 13. pastel pink 14. actually i kinda love all colours idk

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: yes! 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: yes, multiple times, good 18. found out someone was talking about you: like uh shittalking? idk so i guess not 19. met someone who changed you: uhhh kinda? 20. found out who your friends are: um well i found out that my friends are good friends and that i love them and that i dont want to miss any of them 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: what? u can “kiss” someone on facebook? lmao i didnt take a look on facebook for literally years .......man i had a massive brainlag here. i thought u can now “kiss” ppl on facebook like u can “poke” ppl on facebook and it didnt come to my mind this could mean “irl” lmao bury me IF it means irl tho, then yes

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: pff idk man who the fuck still uses that shithole of a site anyways

23. do you have any pets: no but i had a super cute and fluffy bunny and i still miss him and think about him everyday also i plan on having half a farm and half a zoo in the future

24. do you want to change your name: not anymore; i used to hate my name bc its so outdated and the only answer i ever got on introducing myself was “hey my grandma has the same name isnt that funny” but then more and more people told me my name was pretty and unique and well now that im older (sounds like im 40 lmao) im even kinda fond of it

25. what did you do for your last birthday: umm uhh i guess i was studying for my exams lol but i remember my gf cooking an amazing dinner for me 💖

26. what time did you wake up today: uhhhhhh smth around 9am i think

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: actually sleeping for once bc that headache knocked me out completely

28. what is something you can’t wait for: fucking going to fucking Hamburg in fucking five fucking days

30. what are you listening to right now: the birds chirping outside

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes i had a classmate named Tom........he was a bit strange tho.......

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: i cant think of anything rn

33. most visited website: Tumblr and Youtube

34. hair colour: natural? blonde / current? dyed it pink two weeks ago

35. long or short hair: long ass hair and i mean, literally, they reach all the way down to my hips

36. do you have a crush on someone: ohhhahahaha so, so many, one - and maybe the king of em all - being Christoph Schneider (not obvious at all cough cough)

37. what do you like about yourself: uhhhhhhhhhhh.........;;;;; i guess... uh... *insert more unintelligent noises* maybe my legs?

38. want any piercings: no, except for maybe some on my ear

39. blood type: 0 positive, i think

40. nicknames: Lily

41. relationship status: super duper gay af with @haifisch-ohne-traenen

42. sign: officially capricorn (i like to say “the last capricorn” bc it sounds like “the last unicorn” and well my birthday is on the last day that still counts as capricorn), but honestly im more of an aquarius

43. pronouns: she/her

44. fave tv show: i recently watched Grimm and the story was okay but the cast was like super adorable and i fell in love with every single one of them

45. tattoos: none. YET. i have plans for so much i just am very bad at deciding

46. right or left handed: right handed 47: ever had surgery: okay, small story time. there are these childrens books by german illustrator and author “Janosch” in which a tiger and a bear are best friends and i used to love those books. so once, tiger got ill (his stripes slipped out of place) and he needed to see the doctor. and the exact line was “soothing small shot, blue dream, surgery over, noticed nothing, tiger healthy”. and i once was in the hospital bc there was something wrong my nose (i dont remember what it was tho) and so they anaesthetized me (and my fav stuffie which i brough with me for mental support) and afterwards i told everyone of my “blue dream” and everyone was like ????? wtf kid bc they didnt know what i was talking about and it was just some months ago when i finally found out that a narcosis isnt called a “blue dream” and that i just knew this bc of this books which i adored and tbh i was like MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE “BLUE DREAM” IS AN ADORABLE TERM FOR IT 48. piercings: none 49. sport: i did ballet for 15 years and i still love to dance around the house and the mother of my best friend once called me cute bc i cant stand still and always spin around or stretch my toes while lifting my leg or do some pliés and tbh i wasnt even aware of that

50. vacation: uh...i love? lmao

51. trainers: umm like my shoes? mostly wearing my black doc martens

— more general

52. eating: i love me some good salad with tomatoes, mozzarella and tuna but ngl a pizza margherita could beat that salad any time. or a nice ragout fin. or mac’n’cheese. i love food in general, okay

53. drinking: i’d kill for a tequila rn. but like non-alcoholic beverage - plain water, yes thank u

54. i’m about to watch: some movie with my gf which we havent decided on yet

55. waiting for: my gf to return home from work so i can smooch her pretty face

56. want: to cuddle honestly

57. get married: since its legal in germany for some months now... idk tbh, its not smth i debate about on a daily basis

58. career: um i have a vague plan for becoming a speech pathologist but yea... its very vague

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: hugs

60. lips or eyes: gotta say eyes

61. shorter or taller: i dont care actually

62. older or younger: um sweats loudly...... older (fun fact i recently calculated the average age of my celebrity crushes....yes i was bored.... and it resulted in 50.... well.....)

63. nice arms or stomach: arms, fucc me up

64. hookup or relationships: relationships

65. troublemaker or hesitant: me? kinda both

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: not really?

69. sex on first date: nope

70: broken someone’s heart: probably

71. had your heart broken: uh yea...kinda

72. been arrested: no

73. cried when someone died: yes, im a whiny bitch so i cry easily

74. fallen for a friend: yeah binch im dating that lovely ho right now... im gonna leave Brig’s answer here bc its perf and same here

— do you believe in

75. yourself: ugh

76. miracles: i want to

77. love at first sight: no

78. santa claus: i want to lol but no

79. angels: fuck yes

— misc

80. eye colour: blue-gray-green-ish mud 81. best friend’s name: Dana

82. favourite movie: so? much? i cant decide, really

83. favourite actor: Tom Hiddleston, i love this british dork, lemme tell u

84. favourite cartoon: phuh, idk i dont really watch cartoons

85. favourite teacher’s name: SWEATS LOUDLY AND AGGRESIVELY i had two massive teacher crushes back in my school days and that makes me a bit biased but im gonna say Herr Wolf was a great teacher bc he always said “hey, astronomy’s a minor subject, the test won’t be hard and i wont give u homework, u guys concentrate on math, german and english” and tbh we need more teachers like that