#think ill jus keep it there :p

[soldier-requests]

a moodboard for a void being with themes of shapeshifting!

i followed the middle image (an ink dragon painting) to this etsy page! (link).

this moodboard has 4 total pictures. 2 colored backgrounds and 2 transparent backgrounds, with half being one version and the other half being a second version :].

here is the first version! the colored background is on the left and the transparent background is on the right:

and here is the second version! the colored background is on the left and the transparent background is on the right:

[qyriaha]

partially catsitting for my cousin & like the whole thing was he's so clingy our neighbour is taking care of him but can u come over & play w him every few days this guy does Not care that i'm here

[kii2me2ii2]

I think the most trivially annoying thing p shippers do is claim anyone anti harrassment is p ship. what the hell does that have to do with shipping.

[jiminrings]

four seven eight, phase 3 (3)

pairing: jungkook x reader

wordcount: 8k

glimpse: jungkook wants to fight with, for, and beside you.

alternatively, nothing will ever be the same again, and you and jungkook couldn’t be any happier.

[ part one, intermission, part two, intermission 02, finale — complete series masterlist, from phase 1 to 3 ]

[ fluff, angst, the moral dilemma of keeping someone (read: yoongi) who was almost ur first, last, and everything in ur life despite having another person (read: jungkook) to be exactly that, yearning, full circle moments, The Vagueness n different kind of angst now that 478's a family n not jus a couple anymore, redemption :) ]

notes: thank you for locking in!!!! the og 478 fic aka phase 1 was released two years ago n now we're here can u believe . hee-hee thank u for all the love you've given and continue to have for them!! TRUSTTT that this won't be the last you'll see of them :-)

as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback n love to my askbox anytime!!

In a nightmare that Jungkook’s experiencing in real time, Hwayoung mistakes Yoongi as her dad.

Jungkook knows fully that there’s a knee-jerk reaction available for practically everything. He knows it well, because the impulse that occupies him kicks in during the most important events of his life.

Your husband’s impulse, which he often confuses for instinct, is too driven to the point that even for the briefest second, all that Jungkook could feel is himself. 

He tasted blood in the roof of his mouth when you left him the first time all those years ago. He had clenched his fists so hard, he almost drew blood over the realization that you had given up on him, even if it was for the time-being.

He felt his heartbeat in his eardrums when Hwayoung’s cries first pierced into the world (and straight to his ears), all to the point that the people surrounding you thought that he suddenly fell ill.

Jungkook could and should be able to feel himself right now; right now when his only child glazes past him and calls Yoongi as her dad, and right now when he hears his name called out for someone it doesn’t and should never belong to — except Jungkook can’t even feel his fingers.

He can’t taste blood in the roof of his mouth and he can’t feel his heartbeat in his eardrums. Jungkook can’t even claw himself out of a nightmare that’s built around him yet staged by his karma alone.

“That’s not appa, Hwayoung,” you cut into the thick air, your lips set in a straight line as it takes everything in you not to scoop up Jungkook into your arms because he looks like he’s about to collapse in shock. “Yoongi’s not your dad.”

Hwayoung understands, of course. She understands it like how she always does whenever her little mistakes get rectified. The concentrated pout on her face tells you that she’s listening, hearing you loud and clear as you reiterate a fact that she seems to have forgotten.

Jungkook genuinely tweaks within his own hold, the knot in his throat unbearable as he can’t even figure out how he’s standing beside you on his own to feet. He stands beside his wife and he stands before his daughter, yet he doesn’t even know if the weight he holds in between is enough for him to stay rooted.

Jungkook is as still as a rock while he watches you correct Hwayoung on the spot. He’s immoveable as he sees his daughter’s eyes flit to him in curiosity before finally coming to realization. He’s frozen, not by his own choosing, but because neither of his impulses nor instincts kick in.

Hwayoung nods easily, and Jungkook thinks that he’s about to lose his mind if it hadn’t already been muddled three seconds prior.

In a dream Jungkook doesn’t tell anyone, he’s not as easily interchangeable with Yoongi in the same way that Hwayoung thinks apples are pears sometimes, and that blue is somehow violet.

The mornings without Hwayoung have been too long for Jungkook.

They’ve been too long since her impromptu vacation from the both of you started, dragging out endlessly to the point that he had to ask you to hold his phone so he could withhold himself from hovering above Hwayoung by asking Yoongi for updates by the minute. Mornings were too bright; too normal to be spent by you and him without a playful toddler who tries to slip her finger in whenever someone yawns. 

Jungkook’s missed his mornings with Hwayoung in between the two of you.

He missed the mornings where it’s still dark out and he’s been asleep enough for long that he could make out Hwayoung twitching in the dark as she searches for a cold pillow, before later ending up next to your stomach or next to his head. 

He longed (read: still longs perpetually) for the mornings wherein he gets to sleep in and it’s you and Hwayoung who wake him up from dreams he’s always willing to part with, because he knows that he has something infinitely better to wake up to.

“Hiii, appa,” Hwayoung drawls out, hugging his leg as Jungkook automatically pats her head with a gentle hand, the smile on his face more or less forced as he chokes out a greeting. He gets snapped out of his trance immediately, even if he isn’t sure that the sight he woke up to this morning is even worth living alongside with.

“Hi, Young-ie,” he whispers, his eyes strikingly neutral even when Hwayoung grabs his hand and swings it around lightly.

Jungkook make the mistake of looking up and he doesn’t know which is worse; your husband, for once, can’t definitively tell if you looking at him empathically should placate him or unsettle him deep into his core.

What Jungkook can tell however, is that seeing Yoongi’s sly gaze on him with the ghost of a smirk on his lips plays into the rage that he can barely hold onto, if not for the little hand that’s already silently apologized to him.

Hwayoung may not know any better at the moment, but she knows well not to ask questions when Jungkook suddenly stands up out of nowhere when he’s just agreed to play on the floor with her two seconds ago, and she knows better not to stare when you immediately agree and not interrogate him at all.

“I’m gonna step out. Need to blow off steam because otherwise, I’ll take it out on him,” Jungkook whispers to your ear, hands grimly shoved into his pockets. “I know we both saw him do the same thing, Y/N,” he laughs humorlessly, clenching his jaw tightly before he leans down to speak again, enough for Yoongi to both see and hear just how angry he is. “Go put your friend on a leash.”

.

.

.

Yoongi likes to think that it’s spite that keeps him running.

The notion of doing things out of spite is not new at all to him; as a matter of fact, he actually thinks he’s the foundation of it.

Yoongi can’t keep track of the many times that it was spite that put food on the table and pushed him to his limits to arrive at the state that he’s in now. Yoongi yearns unlike no other to the point that it ails him because longing, without any bitterness in it at all, feels pointless.

Longing with only the ambition to surrender in the end is pointless; it doesn’t push Yoongi at all to be the best in anything. It doesn’t make him feel any better because without the regret in his stomach and the resentment in his chest, he wouldn’t be reminded of his dream. 

In a dream Yoongi wants to tell everyone, he doesn’t fall short to Jungkook.

It’s a ridiculous gag dream that feels like a poorly-made skit to him. Yoongi, with all his spite, can’t believe that he only comes second to the likes of Jungkook, who hadn’t worked as hard as he did nor attempted to fight tooth and nail to be even recognized (even under your light) in the first place.

In a well-rehearsed yet trite skit that appears in Yoongi’s mind whenever he goes to sleep after drinking a little too much or waking up with the sheets a little colder than usual, he doesn’t acknowledge Jungkook to be in the same orbit as him; in his dream that’s equivalent to Jungkook’s nightmare, you and Hwayoung are within arm’s reach.

It had been spite that made Yoongi smirk at Jungkook, right after the latter’s whole worldview shattered in front of him when Hwayoung mistook him for a stranger.

It’s everything but spite that makes Yoongi keep his head up high at you, refusing to bow even just a little out of shame. You’ve dragged him to the nearest empty room and while he would’ve teased you about it for any other context, he can’t seem to do it now when you look at him in disgust, even before he gets to open his mouth.

“What was that, Yoongi?!” you fume, standing by the door as you keep your voice hushed.

It’s almost poetic for Yoongi to see because even when you’re bound to curse him out, even when the both of you are at a turning point (or whatever is left of it to change before it perishes completely), you still put Hwayoung first above all else.

“What was what?” he smiles cheekily, even if it’s apparent that it’s just for show because if anything, it’s Yoongi who knows the most about his own fallacy.

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I was playing around?” he offers weakly, shrugging his shoulders to make it seem that he doesn’t care at all about the anger you’ve reserved specifically for him; as if he’s not trying to buy time to prolong what could be the last time he’ll ever see you outside of work.

“That was nothing, Yoongi. What Hwayoung said meant nothing,” you grit, your fists balled to your sides as you try not to let your mind drift to the fact that you had confronted Yoongi first before comforting your own husband. “She’s a kid and she just got confused.”

There’s only silence between the two of you, and Yoongi wants to stay in it.

Yoongi wants to consume the dead air if it means that he won’t be backed into a corner and forced to take all the hits that Jungkook’s reality – which are his dreams— could throw to his face.

“You don’t have to tell me what I already know,” he murmurs lowly yet for some odd reason, Yoongi still refuses to bend his head.

The thing is, Yoongi doesn’t feel regret at all. Out of all the times he could ever feel it, he doesn’t feel it now, even when the supposed love of his life wants to banish him out forever.

“Then why do you look happy about it?” you seethe. “Why the hell did you look happy when Hwayoung called you her dad?”

“Because I was,” Yoongi smiles so tightly, his skin buckles under the pressure — come to think of it, his eyes almost feel like they’re stinging. “Do you want me to lie?”

“It would be better if you do,” you retort without even thinking, the tremble of your bottom lip only goading Yoongi further.

Yoongi stands before you, proud yet unwilling, as he serves as the largest and longest milestone of how far you’ve come in your career with his unrequited love for you as the barometer.

“Oh,” he reacts, his face falling before his throat tightens impossibly. Yoongi keeps nodding his head madly, the pricking of tears in his eyes making him frustrated even more. “Okay. Sure. Y-you know what, let me just lie andsay that I don’t constantly think about how it could’ve been me, o-or how I don’t usually hope that Jungkook completely fucks it up because I could show you that I’ll never do you wrong in the first place!”

“Friends don’t fucking do that, Yoongi!” you clench your teeth, the devastation on your face apparent yet never equivalent to that of Yoongi who’s already nearing his limit.

“I don’t want to be just your friend!” he whispers at you, because while he thinks about Hwayoung in the living room who’s just a few steps away, he also thinks of how scared he is to admit the fact to your face no matter how high he holds his head.

“I don’t think we can’t be friends either,” you sigh breathlessly, the finality to your tone making Yoongi freeze.

Finally, he lowers his head.

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know.”

In an overdone skit that plays in Yoongi’s head, somebody pulls out a slate and yells for the scene to be over, because not only did the whole thing play out in just his head, it was also just a silly dream that a married man with a kid could only have.

In a well-rehearsed, trite, and critically acclaimed skit that Yoongi writes himself but could never act in, you never have to be put in a position wherein you have to put a pause to your friendship with Yoongi. 

The dependency and entanglement the both of you have with each other, no matter in what degree, only proves to be a double-edged sword that hurts you more than it could ever hurt him, and Yoongi knows he can’t ever live with that.

There needs to be distance between you and Yoongi, and he’s never hated that fact more than now, no matter how much he knows it’s needed.

Yoongi knows he’s an intruder.

He’s an intruder who frequently gets to see you at work, he’s an intruder who always gets to loathe Jungkook no matter from what angle, and he’s an intruder who occasionally gets to hold Hwayoung who isn’t his.

( ♡ ) 

The truth is, Jungkook didn’t even really think of having kids until you came along. It had been a long withstanding truth in himself, even with Sora before you, that the thought of having someone of his own flesh and blood was too heavy for him — too much.

Jungkook didn’t entertain the thought of having children until you came into his life and he had decided then and there that there’d never be too much of you for him. 

You weren’t too much for Jungkook when you were still a new couple and had asked him if he’d be open to marrying you one day, even if you were barely a year into your relationship (and your first one at that) that he was yet to have a full grasp of. 

You weren’t too much for him when you had talked his ear off when you were still a rookie, promising him sincerely that you’ll make it big and that soon enough, the both of you would live a comfortable life — provided that you were still in each other’s by that time.

You weren’t too much for the Jungkook of then, your wide-eyed boyfriend who’s a man of few words, and you’re not too much for the Jungkook of now, your husband who feels like he has far too many feelings.

The truth is, Jungkook didn’t even really think that his heart could exist outside of his chest until Hwayoung came along.

There’s this dull, agonizing pain that always squeezes on Jungkook’s chest like clockwork whenever he feels he’s letting his daughter down. There’s bitterness in failure and there’s failure, even when Hwayoung’s tiny hands don’t seek his when they’re walking side by side, or when she’s not as enthusiastic about her meals like how he had been when preparing them–

Or even when Hwayoung mistakes Yoongi for her dad.

“This shirt?” Hwayoung asks, interrupting his inner turmoil as she points to a shirt of his from high school. She has a whole drawer filled with yours and Jungkook’s old clothes for sleep shirts, the giddy smile on her face as she awaits for approval making Jungkook almost forget everything. (Read: almost)

“You can choose any shirt you want, Young-ie,” he answers, his eyes only half-lidded and just a whisper close to stinging with tears. The exhaustion in his voice is practically inseparable from the gutting feeling of his full-time work as a dad for a little more than two years, being mistaken for Yoongi’s part-time favor as a godfather for barely two weeks and then some.

Jungkook’s hands immediately twitch at his sides when Hwayoung walks towards him and stumbles for the slightest second, the brief hiccup on his heart reminding him that he’ll be attuned to her no matter what — even if his daughter mistakes him for a stranger.

He knows the shit that the elders say about letting children fall. He has the script memorized by now and he knows the annoyance that blooms in him routinely when he gets unsolicited advice. 

Jungkook knows it all, and he knows that eventually, Hwayoung would get hurt and he won’t be able to do anything about it. Just like how she can hurt him, someway and somehow along the line (maybe she’ll call Yoongi appa again), and how he won’t know what to do with himself should that time come.

Tonight isn’t the time.

“Help, appa.”

“Okay,” he obliges. “I’m here,” Jungkook utters, ironically refusing to call himself the title that he wants Hwayoung to keep only for him; not for Yoongi, not for your manager, and not for the men that constantly pine after you even when they know fully that Jungkook’s in the picture.

Your husband knows greed and he hates it, because it had been in the form of Yoongi briefly smirking when Hwayoung called him appa that time.

Jungkook knows greed and is well-acquainted, because his fist is scuffed and Yoongi’s number is blocked. 

He knows greed and whatever indomitable power that puts a brake to his rage right when it’s about to pour over, because he had punched the brick wall in the patio instead of Yoongi to blow off steam, and because he has the mind to not taunt Yoongi with a complete family picture right after you distanced yourself away from him.

“I’m sorry, Young-ie. Mama and I are sorry to put you through that, okay?” he murmurs to her ear like it’s only their little secret for them to hear, the unbridled wonder that lingers in his daughter’s eyes enough to placate him that everything’s okay between them tonight.

( ♡ ) 

To wake up in the same bed as Jungkook and Hwayoung after so long makes your heart swell.

Your heart swells, not just with pride, but with a feeling you can’t ever put a name to. You’re more than content enough to see Hwayoung cuddled up to Jungkook and the mess of their hair tangled in between, but even more, you’re filled with a strange yearning that you don’t want them to stay that way.

You want more of them in a way that you’re overwhelmed, just by thinking that they’re the closest you could ever have to feeling immortal in this life. Not everything is completely back into place like they once were, but oddly enough, neither you and Jungkook are actively trying to replicate the old times. 

“You sure you’ll do the groceries alone this time?” you ask Jungkook for the third time, also receiving his third consecutive playful eye roll as he packs Hwayoung’s bag for you.

“Yes, ma’am. Just go with the princess and look at playschools,” he hums, ruffling your daughter’s hair that you spent a good ten minutes on. “If I come with, I fear I’ll already cry just by thinking Young-ie’s growing up.”

“She is growing-…”

“Can’t hear you!” he hollers as he backs out from the driveway, the smile on his face incomparable because he woke up with the thought that you did.

Jungkook wants more of you and Hwayoung, not because he just wants to return your unspoken sentiment, but because he figures that no amount of time or space will ever be enough if it’s the both of you that hold it.

It’s nice to be back to a somewhat normal routine. With your work finished (and all that is left is for the publicity to ramp up) after having spent so much time on it, you immediately resign yourself to the fixed routine you’ve been dying to get back on.

You’ve almost forgotten just how chaotic a supposedly mundane breakfast could be for a family of three, seeing to it that Jungkook’s packed lunches had grown on you to the point that even having your own plate on the dining table felt weird.

You’ve almost forgotten just how liberating it felt to walk outside with Hwayoung (despite having to put on masks and caps on for animosity) without having to worry how much time you have left before shooting starts again, considering that your daughter doesn’t even regard you for the actress that you are.

Hwayoung pulls your hand and walks ahead of you, and you let her. She’s small and unyielding, even if she pulls you with the equivalent of a mini Jungkook’s strength.

Your daughter walks ahead of you and you don’t mind because you rarely ever get to see her in the sunlight wearing the dresses that Jungkook buys even if there aren’t any sales going on (you’re trying to get him to curb his shopping addiction), as opposed to her being bundled up in pajamas, sitting on your lap in your trailer under studio lights.

Hwayoung has the strength that only a child of yours and Jungkook’s could ever possess, because while you freeze in your tracks upon seeing a familiar face as soon as you open the glass doors to the playschool you were about to scope out, Hwayoung only looks at you and the woman in front with a smile.

“Y/N, is that you?”

“Sora,” you exhale, the surprise probably evident on your face because it takes a solid second for you to register her presence. “Hi.”

Sora’s even prettier in person (not that she was ever ugly in the first place) than the beauty she was on the picture you’ve seen of her and Jungkook, her genuine smile unmistakeable because she looks like light itself.

You get why Jungkook had fallen for her, and while there’s nothing about now to blame him for, you can’t understand either why Sora’s absolutely ecstatic to see her ex-boyfriend’s wife.

“She’s my daughter,” you belatedly add after finally moving on from being starstruck, putting a reassuring hand on Hwayoung’s back (who doesn’t need it anyway because she’s more at ease right now than you are) as you smile. “Say hi, baby.”

Sora gasps in awe, and while you appreciate her politeness in not assuming anything about Hwayoung before you introduced her yourself, the curious, baser part of you wonders if she thinks about you and what she could’ve been–

If Sora thinks about you as much as you do with her whenever she fights with her partner, or if she ever thinks about the lingering insecurity that comes with being a lover in general. 

“She’s an absolute sweetheart! She looks so much like you.”

“She does?” you beam, completely surprised at her words. You’re already surprised about Sora in general along with her unexpected enthusiasm, but you’re even more shocked at her sincere interest. “A lot of family and friends say that she looks like Jungkook more.”

“I mean they do say that soulmates will look alike at one point,” she shrugs playfully, head tilting as she waves to Hwayoung while you digest her words.

You didn’t think Jungkook’s past would be this kind no matter how much it had hurt you before.

You feel guilty for having expected a confrontation of some sort, the slight paranoia that had creeped on you before completely dissipating the longer that you look at Sora. She looks at ease and it’s contagious, the soft smile on her face extending up to her eyes when she sees your gaze lingering at the hand on her belly.

“Oh, yeah. I’m expecting,” she announces excitedly, cheerfully, as if you’re childhood friends and go to brunch every Sunday — as if you’re close enough for her to spread her joy with.

“Congrats, Sora,” you grin, extending your hand to gently hold her arm in celebration.

You had insisted again and again to yourself that Sora’s no one to you; that she’s a blip in Jungkook’s radar that lasted for years and came before you. You had let the idea of her consume you fully to the point that her kindness takes you aback.

You can’t blame Sora, and she can’t blame you either. Somewhere along Jungkook’s mosaic he’s made for himself, she lingers in there as a stray piece that fits no matter the pattern. It’s irrevocable and only natural for your husband to be an accumulation of everything and everyone he’s ever loved, and while you know that you and your daughter occupy most of it, you can’t ever erase Sora from existence.

You want to ask who’s the dad with the most inconspicuous tone you could ever possess. 

You want to ask her how she’s been and how things went with her partner during the last time that she and Jungkook had celebrated their anniversary as exes. 

You want to ask Sora about her cousin and maybe even joke about how chaos must probably run in her bloodline.

You want to ask Sora about hundreds of things and hold her accountable for the sleepless nights she’s costed you and your family, but you hold yourself back — not only because it’s the right thing to do, but because everything had already worked out in the end. Sora’s already in the past and you want her to stay there, even if you have the opportunity to get the answers you’ve only used to pray for.

“For what it’s worth, Y/N, I’m sorry. I know it’s a little too late to say it, but I really am,” she murmurs after some time of only you and her silently watching Hwayoung talk to another kid, the sincerity in her eyes evident even if she holds her head low before you.

The closure you could only ever ask for whenever your heart hurt the most, comes to you when you feel that you’re at your lightest.

( ♡ ) 

True to your word, you don’t let Jungkook attend your press conference.

There’s no point in denying that you do need Jungkook here with you, but there’s no denying either that needing him and wanting him to be here are two different things.

You’re oddly reminiscent of the time that you had been in this position, and even if the memory’s bittersweet, the rational and realistic part of your brain could only think that it’s reasonable to miss Jungkook despite barring him from here. This is your highest peak after all, and it’s only normal for you to be nervous.

It’s normal for you to be nervous despite telling the staff that you’re going to keep the wedding ring on your finger throughout the entire thing. It’s entirely reasonable for you to be jittery at the possibility of being asked about your family, no matter how far-fetched the queries could be from the actual movie at hand.

It’s only okay for you to feel that trepidation in your stomach even if everything in your life, at the moment, is at your favor.

The room’s quiet with only you and Jimin in it, and without the buffer of Hwayoung that laughs through everything that he says, the one-on-one that you have with your manager reminds you of the talk you had to have when the rumors about you and Yoongi broke out.

Jimin has more years and experiences under his belt now, but with the way he talks to you, it feels as if it’s neither of you are experienced; that the both of you are complete beginners who’d like to think that the only way to go is up, and that a tiny irregularity could instantly make everything you’ve built to collapse.

The talk about Eunsu has been a long time coming, and Jimin wants to let you know now when there’s nobody else — when you’re reminded that you have everything to both gain and lose.

“I’ve managed to put a lid on it for the meantime,” he clears his throat, looking at your reflection in the mirror as he puts on your microphone delicately. “I don’t know for how long though.”

Your gaze looks blank, almost unreadable to the untrained eye, yet Jimin knows that there’s a weight to it. Unlike all the brush-ins you’ve ever had with issues before, this is the first time that it had ever hit home and everything that ever mattered to you.

He could only imagine the weight of what it must feel like to be you; of how heavy it must be to be the one to take everything in stride.

“It’s okay, Jimin. Thank you,” you murmur, looking down on your lap as you try to fight the frown that comes with the realization that you’ve been used to having Hwayoung on it.

“Y/N,” he tuts, his tone stern yet familiar.

“Hmm?” you ask while you’re in a daze, letting yourself stare at a spot on the wall that could only hold your attention for so long. You can’t erase it as much as you can’t avoid this conversation with Jimin, and even more, you can’t avoid the eventual turbulence you’ll be subjecting your family to once everything goes public.

There’s an innate guilt that comes with being a wife and a mother, you figure. It’s your first time being both and with it comes the sense of doom; it’s not the morbid type of ruination, but rather, it’s the anxiousness that comes with knowing you don’t only have yourself to look after.

“What Eunsu did to Jungkook— to your family, even-…”

“I know,” you interrupt, nodding fervently to cut the conversation short, except Jimin doesn’t fold.

“I know you’re protecting them. I know you’re thinking about Hwayoung the most,” Jimin sighs. “But you wanting to protect them also means that you’re protecting Eunsu even if it isn’t your intention,” he murmurs, squeezing your shoulder gently. “The news coming out about her won’t be the worst thing in the world.”

The same two people that you’re protecting, one of them more innocent and clueless than the other yet just as loving, give you complacency amidst your unease.

( ♡ )

You always insisted on having a big bed.

Jungkook remembers your insistence on having a big bed when the two of you moved in together and slowly started furnishing your home before your wedding. Your preferences didn’t exactly clash his because while you mostly took care of the budget and he took care of the aesthetics, there would almost always be common ground. Almost.

Additionally, you also remember Jungkook’s gratefulness for your stubbornness towards having a big bed because realistically, he can’t ever picture himself lying down on a deluxe standard bed with a toddler between the two of you.

The maintenance for the third-biggest variation of a king-sized bed that you had pleaded him for (and even made a whole presentation about defending your case) with Hwayoung in the picture now is even more troublesome. The quest for bedsheets that are hypoallergenic, extremely soft and comfortable, have a neutral, classic, yet easily-maintainable design, and toddler-proof simultaneously seems to be never-ending.

Jungkook can’t sleep at all sometimes. Even when the airconditioning in the room is at a perfect temperature, his comforter is on his person and not on the other side of the bed by your doing, his daughter’s hair isn’t in his mouth, and his cat’s humongous built isn’t blocking his passage of air, there’s days wherein Jungkook can’t put himself to sleep.

In one way or another, it’s always the ache and worry that manifests in his chest for the next day. He keeps wondering about tomorrow’s meals and the probability of Hwayoung throwing a tantrum. He keeps wondering if there’s going to be a wild curveball that somebody will throw at you tomorrow, and how fast he can get to you should that happen.

Jungkook’s no stranger to sleepless nights. He’s used to analyzing one unfavorable context after another to scare himself into being awake so he can’t get nightmares when he eventually goes to sleep.

To wake your husband up just because you couldn’t sleep yourself is a menial task that you finally talk yourself into doing, the little shake that you give Jungkook on his shoulders enough to make him jolt awake.

“Kook, wake up.”

“What, what-…? What is it?” he darts up groggily, eyes barely adjusted to the dim light you’ve set the room to. Jungkook’s lost to why you even woke him up when Hwayoung’s out like a log, but he doesn’t question you on it — instead, he gently carries his daughter to occupy his warm spot on the bed, just so he could crawl his way to the middle to listen to you.

“Jungkook.”

“Hmm,” he hums again, sleepily propping himself up with a pillow as he tries to blink the sleep away from his eyes. Jungkook doesn’t even dare to take a peek at the alarm clock because all he knows is that you’re awake and you also want him to be, so he doesn’t complain.

Four seconds. Breathe in through your nose.

Seven seconds. Hold it.

Eight seconds. Exhale through your mouth.

“Let’s fight,” you whisper, leaning your head on Jungkook’s shoulder.

Your husband could only rub his eyes tiredly, the yawn that escapes him making his entire body shake. “Huh? Right now?” he clarifies, the sleepy pout on his lips only highlighting how wide and docile his eyes are for you at the moment.

“Come on. Let’s fight,” you half-heartedly offer, bumping your head to his.

Your husband only stays silent, putting a hand up to your forehead to check for a fever. 

Jungkook only yawns once again, his sluggishness being infectious to the point that you suppress your own by burying your face to his neck.

“Can we like, fight in the morning or something?” he tries to compromise, fully serious about a half-baked joke you woke him up for.

Jungkook’s come a long way. He’s no longer your husband who didn’t want to fight you on things for the sake of self-preservation. He’s no longer the one who avoided confrontation in fear of setting you apart from him. He’s this now, so willing to go with your every whim that if you want to have a fight with him at two in the morning, he’ll rub the sleep out of his eyes and let you rest on his shoulder if ever you were being serious.

You kiss your husband on the lips, the love-drunk smile that he gives you afterward making you snort.

Your king-sized bed is a mess. Somewhere by the end of your foot, there’s Hwayoung’s pink crayon that she insists on holding to sleep. Somewhere by the tips of Jungkook’s hair, there’s Miso’s fur kept together with his daughter’s hair clip because she didn’t want to go to sleep without putting it on him.

Jungkook, your husband who’s clad in a shirt of yours with too many holes on it because of his daughter’s safety scissors and his cat’s claws, hugs you to his chest in silence.

You think about how you can’t tell when the news about Eunsu is going to release, while Jungkook sneakily tries to uncover your sock-covered foot with his own because he lost one of his socks while sleeping and wanted to be even.

You think about how the Academy nominees are going to be revealed in a week, while your husband says out loud his grocery list for the week while randomly staring off into space every ten seconds.

You think about Hwayoung attending playschool in a matter of months, while your husband internally plays rock, paper, scissors with himself as he waits for you to gather your thoughts.

You think about you and Jungkook and whatever comes with, for, and between you while he hugs you under the dim lights.

Four seconds. Breathe in through your nose.

Seven seconds. Hold it.

Eight seconds. Exhale through your mouth.

“What if it only gets brutal from here on out, Jungkook? What do I do?” you murmur, looking up at him.

“Who says it has to be brutal?” Jungkook laughs, his voice bouncing out into the space as if you’re in a newly-built house with barely any furniture. 

Jungkook’s laughter is still joyous and loud, because even if Jungkook’s heart is a newly-built house, his happiness still reverberates the more it settles into the ground and comes closer to its roots; closer to you.

“We’ll keep up.”

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: misc. edition

— miscellaneous :P probably pt.1 bc this is so fun to dooooo

— no romantic pairings, just the strawhats being cutie friends, male reader!!!

ー idk if the formatting is weird on desktop bc i did this all on my mobile 😭😭😭

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-> ._.[name]: luffy is recycling, recycling is good for the enviornment!!! be like luffy <3

tagged: freeluffy

dni_nami: who on earth would want to be like that idiot ???

-> roro.zoro: no bc shes right

-> ._.[name]: you guys r so mean 😭😭

dr.law: im surprised there arent more bottles, u guys had the whole block awake....

-> freeluffy: we had to make five trips :DDD

-> ttchopper: FIVE TRIPS?????

-> dr.law: and when your guys' livers fail ill b there to laugh

-> ._.[name]: actin like u werent sneakin in shots of vodka :/// alright buddyyyyy

-> uso_pp: LMFOAOAO

-> SUPERCOLA: u jus got exposed

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uso_pp: im beggin yall to stop getting into drinking contests w zoro and nami

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._.[name]: naw trust next time i got em

-> uso_pp: didnt u say ts last time???

-> dni_nami: the fact he keeps thinking hes gonna win is crazy

-> ._.[name]: imma win back all my money

-> uso_pp: AND YOU BET MONEY??? ur gonna b in eternal debt [name]

princesanji: my beautiful nami is always coming out on top 😻😻😻

-> ._.[name]: who r u ???

-> princesanji: i dont interact w losers

-> dni_nami: sanji, ur the reason my username is what it is please do not test me rn

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robinkills: nami and i showing sanji and [name] who exactly they gotta jump

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dni_nami: skank ass bitches invading a party that our friend is throwing jus to talk shit is crazy

-> ._.[name]: glad we took em outside 😋

-> princesanji: ILL FIGHT TO PROTECT YOUR REPUTATION MY QUEENS NAMI AND ROBIN - NO ONE WILL EVER DEFAME YOUR NAME IN FRONT OF ME EVER AGAIN

-> ._.[name]: one time ill agree w sanji on smth

freeluffy: no fair i wanted to come :(((

-> dni_nami: the pouting at not being involved in a fight is crazy

-> boahancock: my beautiful boy luffy i have many people you can have the pleasure of taking care of 🥰🥰🥰

uso_pp: their stupid ass bfs thinkin they stood a chance against sanji AND [name] was hilarious nglll

-> robinkills: it was over before it even started

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princesanji: someone donate this brokeass some money so he can buy his own packs

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: HOW MANY OF MY LIGHTERS HAVE YOU STOLEN??? this is compensation

-> princesanji: stop lying i didnt steal shit from u

-> ._.[name]: I SAW MY ZIPPO ON YOUR NIGHTSTAND U FUCKING LIARR

ttchopper: smoking isnt good for u [name] :((

-> ._.[name]: suddenly i no longer like cigarettes

-> ttchopper: :DDD

-> roro.zoro: walked like a dog.

-> ._.[name]: ur just mad cuz chopper actually likes me

-> roro.zoro: im gonna kill u

-> dni_nami: chopper doesnt like either of u pls stfu

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._.[name]: my hearts <333

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portgasace: YALL SEE THIS im [name]'s favorite u wish u were me

-> freeluffy: i think [name] likes me the most, sorry ace!!!

-> portgasace: im beggin u to shut the fuck up

-> freeluffy: ur jus mad cus im right :DD

uso_pp: i wanna see a fight between these two over [name]

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-> ._.[name]: u jus wanna see a fight mf shut up 😭😭😭

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._.[name]: DAMNN PAPI ZORO GIVE ME ONE SHOT PLSLSSS 🤤🤤

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roro.zoro: we r never going to the gym tgt ever again im sick of ur bullshit

-> ._.[name]: can u pls come home and meet my parents i told them all abt us 🥺🥺

-> roro.zoro: i hope u die in a fire

uso_pp: unexpected couple of 2023 😱😱😱

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._.[name]: he looks soo fionneneee

-> dni_nami: pls stop thirsting for zoro on ur main at least take it to the finsta [name] i cant stand this any longer

-> roro.zoro: how abt he jus stops in general???

-> ._.[name]: ur ltr in love w me stop being so obsessed in replying to my comments zoro 🙄🙄

-> roro.zoro: unlock ur apartment door im outside

-> ._.[name]: i feel unsafe.

[taintedcigs]

emmy my sweet sweet angel gf 💖

could i get a blurby about cuffing eddie to your bed frame and he’s being all whiny because he can’t touch you?? 🤭

MAR MAR MAR. MY SWEET SWEET RIAH. IM KISSING U FOR THIS. THIS IDEA JUST DOES THINGS TO MY BRAIN DJKFHKJH. i had to write this twice bc tumblr delete my draft bUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT HONEY ILYY <33

warnings: SMUT SMUT minors dni or ill bite. fem!msturbation, switch!eddie, slight dom and sub!eddie, slight dom!reader, vv light sub/dom dynamics, praises, degrading, nicknames (sweetheart, honey, slut, etc.) cursing. thats all i think.

“What're you doin', sweetheart?” he grumbles, already whiny as you tightened his handcuffs.

“Shush,” you warn, and his eyes widen, pupils dilated, mouth almost hanging open with how quickly you became all mean. It's not like he wasn't enjoying it.

His bulge was pressing harder against his boxers, itching to be attended to. “You promised, you'd let me be in charge this time, but I knew you'd try to take over if I didn't restrain those grabby hands, so behave,” you cooed, enjoying the way he struggled against the tight cuffs, huffing, yet patiently awaiting your next move.

You lay down next to him, just slightly out of his reach. “Such a shame,” you hummed, hands playing with the hem of your panties, all teasing, and Eddie physically gulped.

You wouldn't fucking dare.

“Sweetheart...” He tries, tries to get you to look at him, to see how desperate he is already, but your eyes are squeezed shut, a mewl falling from your lips.

Your fingers dipped down your panties, and you actually whined at your slickness, Eddie could hear all of it, his brain going numb as he watched with hungry eyes. “P—please,” he stuttered, aching to touch you, his cock weeping at the sight in front of him.

With a tut, you ignore him, inserting a finger inside of your walls, exaggeratedly humming, as your panties hide the sight of your glistening pussy.

And Eddie groans, actually groans, feeling helpless, cuffs tightening around him the more struggles. “If you'd just learned to behave...” You mutter as you keep your gaze on him, fingers quickly working in and out of you.

“It might have been your fingers, curling inside'a me…” You tutted.

He’s desperate, tugging at the bedpost, cooing, whining, so fucking pathetic. “Baby, please… jus’ let me touch you for a bit,” He whines, but you pay no attention to it.

Your fingers curl inside of you, “Mmmmph, shit!” you mewl, dragging it out, eyes mirroring his, dangerous, filthy, and all the more fucking reason for Eddie’s cock to twitch violently, begging to be attended, weeping. 

You slowly remove your fingers with a slick sound, and Eddie groans at it, wanting nothing more than to be able to feel how wet you are, how fucking dirty you are for him. “Look how wet you made me, Eds,” you coo, a pout stretching on your lips, holding two of your fingers in front of him, all slicked with your juices, and he can’t help the ungodly moans that leave his lips. 

“You want a taste, Munson?” You are mocking him, but he’s too depraved to care, it’s fun, and it makes your stomach stir with excitement, this is the first time you have gotten this far teasing him with no repercussions, and you are relishing in it. 

“Suck,” You order, eyes glowing with a darkness that has Eddie gulping, your two index fingers held in front of him. He doesn't hesitate to wrap his lips around it, groaning at the sweet taste of you.

Licking your fingers clean, cock leaking with his pre-cum, thighs shaking with how depraved he is, pupils blown out, and face scrunched to the point of pain. “See what happens when you're good t'me Eds?” You mocked, again. A dangerous move, because with how desperate he was being, you were sure he was going to snap soon.

He nods, silent, all obedient, that is until you dip your fingers back again, adding a third one, the sounds that leave your lips are so lewd that Eddie bits on his lip, drawing blood, trying so hard not to fucking break. But you're making it impossible.

“Look at you, baby, c’mon, let me out of here, please.” The dam is about to break, you can hear it in the slight growl in his voice, and it only makes you fuck your fingers harder in and out of you.

“You really think your pathetic fingers can compare to mine?” He barks, almost. And you try to hide your grin. There he fucking is.

"You can’t even make yourself cum, look at how frustrated you look you little slut. You need me. You need my thick fingers, fillin’ you to the brim, sliding in and out of your walls, giving you exactly what you need. You need my tongue, you need me to fill your pathetic holes," He growls, it's inhumane, and you can't help the smirk on your face, the narrowed gaze.

He's so fucking desperate it makes him look stupid.

But he's also telling the truth, while you could get the job done, it would never compare to his ringed, thick digits, slipping in and out of you easily, padded thumb circling around your clit, all while he grinned at you, adding the flick of his tongue just for fun. Just because he enjoyed the way you squirmed under him.

“If you behave like this you’re never gonna touch me,” you shrugged, still appearing to be unfazed, and that's when you realized the switch, his desperate gaze darkening in a matter of seconds. Plushy lips spitting pure venom.

“Yeah?” He hums, all bold and cocky.

“Mhmm.”

“Once I get out of these cuffs, I’m gonna ruin you completely, gonna ruin you to your fuckin’ core, angel.” He speaks like you're the one in the cuffs, like he has you caged. It makes your tummy pool with excitement, your brain fuzzy and sweet.

With his hands still in those uncomfortable cuffs, he inches his face closer to you, not flinching. “I’m gonna fill all of your holes to the brim, make you desperate and whiny, make you go all dumb on my cock, just so you can scream out my name, know who fuckin owns you. Gonna play with you till you beg me to let you cum, sweetheart.” He barks out a laugh, it's evil, a warning, you can feel his heavy breath against your skin.

Fuck, he has you now.

And he knows he has you.

His smirk stretches wider once he notices the way you rub your thighs together with need, and your fingers stop their movement. You need him, you need him to make you cum.

“Then I’m gonna fuck all of your pathetic little holes, mark you as mine, fill you up real nice, you think you can get away with your stupid little games?” He almost barks, making your thighs shake, considering his helpless position, he’s still just as cocky, just as dominant. 

“Is that a threat?”

“No, it’s a fuckin’ promise, honey.”

[lizzieislife94x]

Mafia Boss (e.o)

Requested<3

Lizzie x G!P Reader

Y/ns POV:

"Just get it done keep it clean and call me when it's done!" I spit out at the idiots I call employees they can't do anything right, I hang up slamming my phone on the table "baby is everything ok" my beautiful girlfriend Elizabeth says walking over rubbing her hand up and down my arm "yeah everything's ok baby just work hey I got you this dress for the party tonight" I say softly handing her the dress I bought I won't lie it's short and tight and I know its gonna hug her ass and tits perfectly "babyyyy thank you so much" she exclaimed excitedly jumping up and down as I pull her into a passionate kiss after a minute of her soft lips working against mine I break away and slap her ass "go get ready sexy we leave in 2 hours" I say as she turns and walks away.

Finally she's ready I look at her as my eyes almost pop out there head "fuck me lizzie you look wow" I say flirting with my sexy ass girlfriend "by the way you take forever to get ready" I giggle as she slaps my arm "and you wouldn't have it any other way by the way you look sexy y/n I don't know why but seeing you in suits does things to me it really does" she bites her lip as she runs her hand over my crotch knowing exactly what she doing "ah ahah I don't think so lizzie not right now behave we need to get to this party I have a little business to take care of" she pouts and walks out to the car as I shake my head and laugh at her "someone's pouty" I tease as I get in to drive it takes almost 40 mins to arrive as i hand my keys to a valet "my lady shall we" I smile offering my hand to my frustrated girlfriend "boss they're here and waiting we've checked no weapons so all clear to go in" my right hand man whispers as I nod to let him know I understand "hey princess I need to take care of business go have a drink ill be done in 5 minutes" I say as I kiss my girlfriend on the head.

Lizzies POV: 

Fuck she's so sexy walking away no lizzie don't think about how sexy y/n is she's in the bad books she left you wet and needy and she didn't even know it, I honestly have no reason to be annoyed but i just am she knows it turns me on, I strut over to the bar and order a drink as I patiently wait for my girlfriend I hate when she's dealing with business I don't want her to get hurt, I let out a sigh as I drink my drink "well what's a beauty like you doing alone care to dance" a charming 6 foot blonde man asks trying to hit on me I should tell him who my girlfriend is but decided against it i think its time to really annoy y/n "omg yes thank you I'd love to dance" I say as I take his hand and follow him to the dance floor we continue to dance for a while until I spot y/n glaring at me I decided to push a little further and really play with fire so slowly start to grind on him smirking as I do. 

Y/ns POV:

We walk out and shake hands with the leader of the opposite gang as we just finished laying some ground rules as soon as I turn my head I see lizzie with some guy all over her dancing what the fuck is she doing is she trying to end this guy, as soon as she locks eyes with me she starts grinding on this idiot "find out who that is that's all over her before I start fucking hurting people" I spit out as the jealousy bursts out of me "umm ahh actually y/n that's my son" the man I just finished the meeting with chimes in "well if you don't get him away from my fucking girlfriend right now I will make sure he sleeps with the fishes and ill do it personally you have 10 seconds 9..8..7" i start to count anger spilling from my lips as his 2 of his people run over to pull him away from lizzie i take a second to calm down before I walk over to her with a smile "now princess what was that all about I think we better get going because your in trouble "

I see her visibly gulp and take her hand leading her out to the car as we wait for them to bring it round lizzie whisper just loud enough for me to hear "baby I uh..I.. nothing happened I just wanted to push your buttons you left me all needy" awh she's trying to seem like butter wouldn't melt "and you think rubbing your ass against some dude is nothing oh honey you need to be taught a lesson you need to remember who you belong to" I say loud enough for people around to hear and I see her face turn red as I open the door for her to get into the car and climb into the drivers seat "what's wrong princess " I taunt resting my hand on her thigh as I drive home slipping it higher every so often "baby I'm yours no one elses" she says out of the blue making me giggle "and I'm yours but you need to learn that no one gets to touch what's mine your lucky that dude was 5 seconds away from taking a nap in the Hudson " I say as she bites her lip when I'm in full business mode she loves it she loves the power I hold "fuck baby I wouldn't have been dancing with him if you didn't leave me wet and needy before we left" I look at her shocked and laugh "what are you talking about I didn't tease you before we left you tried to grab my dick princess " she huffs and folds her arms "you know what you in suits does to me you could have fucked me before we left "I squeeze her thigh and smirk "princess I had business to attend to but trust me your getting fucked as soon as we get home" I say sweetly giving her a smile after 10 minutes of driving we arrive home and lizzie rushes out and runs outside as I giggle following her so needy I head straight upstairs knowing she'll be in the bedroom and stop in my tracks "how did you get naked so quick" I say as I bite my lip walking over to her "I have my ways" she smirks pulling me down into a Firey kiss as she works on getting my clothes off after a minute I stand up to remove my boxers I slowly rub my dick as I look into her eyes and grab her ankles pulling her to the edge of the bed "mhh good girls get lots of foreplay bad girls get pounded till they can't take it anymore " I husk out into her ear as I feel her full body shiver I bite my lips as I tease her entrance with the tip of my cock fuck she wasn't lying about being wet "please y/n please fuck me I've been a naughty girl" as soon as the words leave her mouth I sink deep inside my girlfriend bottoming out in one thrust "yesssssssss y/n fuckkkk aaaah" she screams as she arches her back "is this what you wanted you naughty girl my cock deep inside you?" She nods with her eyes closed as I thrust hard and deep "words Elizabeth words is this what you wanted" I continue my relentless pace pounding into lizzie the sounds ofher wet cunt as my dick slams in and out is music to my ears her moans make me so fucking hard "yes yes yes this is...what..I.. wanted baby fuck don't stop I'm cumingggg " I moan as I feel her walls hug my cock tighter "fuck lizzie this pussy is mine" I moan as I fuck her faster not giving her time to recover I feel the knot in my stomach getting stronger "fuck baby I'm so close I'm gonna fill your little cunt is that ok" I moan out as I lift her leg over my shoulder getting deeper "uhh...fu...oh god yes baby cum inside me please I want to feel you" i look down and notice lizzie cumming again as she creams over my cock I feel my thrusts getting sloppy as my orgasm approaches fast after a few more thrusts I slam deep inside her filling her with my seed as I lean my forehead against hers breathing fast "fuck princess" she moans and I smirk "yeah it was amazing but remember your mine if anyone touches you again ill make them disappear " I say with a smile as I lay next to her pulling her close "so protective I love it y/n I love you" she whispers against my ear making me smile.

AN: if you have any requests let me know, hope this was OK word count 1.5k 

[b4ll4d33r-06]

matcha dot core -> b4ll4d33r-06

(needef to make my un more autism flvr, scrunkly ref)

(used to b a monoma pfp. i am now the silly creature. bg img is me nd my cool bf as scarachode. cheesescara...used to b nui diluc..now gay ppl)

(in hindsight i look like a bot srry guys i swear im real i jus like my borbl alot nd Am Not Creative w uns)

UH PLACEHOLDER UHM AB ME OR SUMN ND UH YA

um hi im nick or eve or ophe whvr sounds cooler, um minor here um i post ab genshin i think idk im rb heavy um hi (AND TSP...I UM...IM GONNA DO THAT TOO NOW??)

also imm vv sporadic nd i mispell things alot (also i type w "f" to replace certain letters in words bc um habit then i realised its bcof my lisp somehow bleeding into text bc i keep it in alof ok um thats ab it ND SOMETIMES THEREF NSFW JKS BC UH...WE LIKE TO GET SILLY W IT...PROBABKY JUS ME BEING STUPID LMAO BUF THATS IT.

alfo pls refrain from making sefxual jks/refs to any of my art erm i draw mostly soft/goofy stuff nd erm arent realfy supposed to b taken as that kinda nsfw so um. ya (i rarelyfy post art but that might change so like. erm heafs up.) yk unless i like. say that its yea but like. ya. generally pls dont ig

um dni: uh basic criteria (xphobics) terfs swerfs uh proships stay 10 ft away from me dark content/horror content makers r welcome tho but jus not if ur Fucking Weird.(comship/proship "for fun" yall r the bane of my existence)(im nof kidding yall weird me out nd make me wildly feel unsafe) uh i canf thinof others rn endo suppprters yall r also p weird icl umppl unfer 14 and below bc tbh i jus dont vibe w u guys (nit a dunk on younger ppl im jus vv tired nd cant keep up w u guys)(im a granpa hav nercy on my wittling back nd inability to process ur vague joking insults)(literally that atom bomb vs wheezing baby meme w 13 yr olds nd my very slow nd easily butthurt autism brain) ALSO PPL OVER 25.....UNLESS I INTERACT FIRST OR SUMN???IDK????IDK WHAT UD EVEN FIND HERE ANW ITS JUS FANDON STUFF ND TSP UHHH THATS IT..(THIS JUS HAPPENED SO LIKE. YEA SORRY IFORGOT TO SAY..)

(edited!! made stuff clearer nd took out unnecessary stuffs!!! ill never make a formal/proper looking intro sorry gang)

[fountainfever]

Teacher's Toy

Warnings:sex,smut,p in v, unprotected sex, age gap,spanking, bondage, mentions of pregancy, severly 18+ only

"Claudia" my proffeser yells "yes" i respond "see me after class ghost says" i look at him shocked and wondering what i did. i turned back o my friend sohpia and said i wonder what he wants. "maybe we were laughing to much" she shrugs. After class i stay back putting my books away when i hear the door lock.

Ghost walks up to me pinning me against the desk and says" you wanna explain what you and gaz were doing at the dance? ". I look up at him in disbielf, (was he jealous?).."so what if i danced with jacob??why do you care" Simon walks up to me and grabs my neck making me look at him."Is my cock not enough for? having go around grinding on ther guys dicks?" he says with an annoyed look"if thats all you have to say to me i would like to go" he chuckles and walks away going to grab something from his desk. He comes back with lube and tells me to get on the desk.

I hop on his desk and he kicks my legs open. He slides his hand down from my neck to my pussy and he absolutly ripped my panties, my favorite ones"sorry love, ill buy you a new set" he gets on his knees and starts trailing kisses up my thighs and to my pussy. He licks my pussy and gets up which makes me look at him like angrily"what the fuck simon?" i say "you call me sir" i look at him like hes crazy and respond with"yea im not calling you that" and with that in second im bent over his lap completly vunurable. Rubs my ass and slaps it really hard making me jump from his lap but he holds me in place with hi shuge hands"what are you going to call me?" he says with another painful slap comign down" SIR" i yell he laughs and rubs his hand on my now bright red ass. "good girl" he slides his hand down to my slit and enteres 2 digits going slowly knowing i like it hard and rough.

This is my punishment for showing sexual affection to another guy. he curls his fingers up and start going a bit faster making me arch into his hand. When another slap comes down i yelp with watery eyes as he says"dont move" with a stern voice he places me on the table off of his lap and goes to reach something. Thsin time he comines back with a bar with 2 and cuffs on each side.

He makes me bend over and he ties my arms behind me while my legs were spread. I was completely helpless and horny with no way to get off so i started trying to get some friction by grinding on his pants. "what do you think your doing?" he says backing up from me and just staring at my leaky cunt. Im pretty sure if i could see there is a pool of my arousal now on his table but im desperate for a release that i dont care" tell me why i should let you cum" he says and i look at him dumbfounded not knowing what to say so i jus sit there quite no noise no words.

He comes into my view and holds my head up saying "until you can give me a reason why i should fuck you im not helping."please sir..i wont do it again..please"i look up at him with glossy eyes and he unlocks my arms. Before i can catch myself ghost's dick was already into me not giving me anytime to adjust. Hes going fast and hard making me scream his name"keep moaning my name like that claudia and your gonna end up pregnant with my baby" i couldnt help it. The way he felt inside me was so good.He grips my hip and pushes me back onto him and rubs my clit with his free hand. Fuck ghost just like that..mmmm." he thows his head back whimpering as i clench on his dick making both of us finsih together. Only problem is he finsihed in me.

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

Olive Gardin

Adventure timez…!!!!!! soooOooo 2 weekZ ago we defz went to olivE garDin and defz gots 6 baskins of bred sticks n Put dem in hottopic bagg under our table n it wuz SOO FUNNZ to also pretend we were just newly Married w our court ordained ined ring-pops n ask our nameless and hobophobic server if we koild get free desert (she didn’t even say no she just said nothing so we stole tha cheese grater) . da chiggen Gnocci unlimited soup was Def canned but i rly likeD mixing it with the raspberryy iced T cuz i personally think all parts of ur tung shuld b stimulated when U eat Cuz eating is just like fuckin . n my feet hurt sooooooo bad rN cuz of my wooden jeffrey campbellz . but i feel kinda cute . ??? also we ran around beacons talkin bout how the soundcloud beats they played on overhead speaker made us wanna abort all our future fetuses n they laffed then we went to do drugs in the ahmitofu bathroom then kholed n laid on the sidewalk outside then ran into friends and also a local white pervert . :-]

Justin Bieber something something Yea yea yea i forgot the lyriX but ima keep mY eye out for SeleneerRRRRR .!!! >_< >_< <3 Jelena all overzz my TicTac Clock app .! i think im gonna try to find sum j13 magazines oFf ebAy n Make a shrine of pop culture 2000 in moi room . Cuzz like just cuz hailey is lik a enneagram 9 type n avoidant or whatever’s dis not Mean she not phlegmatic . i mean Problematic, my autoKorect go wiLd. :-p ask moi friend Jaime whos dads name is italian Salami. lYke can we talk ab the G tattoo n lik the stalking .?! n Jaden smith friendzoning her hug . SUS.!!!!!! WEERIIIRDD.!!!

im SooooOooOooo sad cuz i accidentally punched myseLf takin off my platformzz comin home from music video shoot on the Lords day N i gave moiself a semi black eye :-[ it wuz kuz i wuz rushing n rly tired cuz yea Idk jus went to bossa n stayed at friendz afties for literally 11 hourzz. n After my cute breakdown at Krazypizza n Wingsz n tryin to protect friends from gettin harassed for spare change off myrtle Bratwurst then tried to climb into a closet on top of a closet . i signed Dat NdA N i kant rly disclose nothInG YET but the wardrobe styling was as professionally listed in email from casting agent:”CUNTY FUCKING FABULOUS DENIM 4 jesus!!!<3 <3 “

Woowwwa has i been burnt out n on tha verge of mf resentment.!! i needs 2 practice giving compassion rather empathy.? n reevalue my boundaries also slow down when it comes to givin my heart cuz im such a mf simp . n Now that i cried for the last 46 hours and 27 min im ready to take the world again.!!!!!! ((online)).

Ty 2 my friends who don’t judge me when i cry cuz i C too many colors when i khole n think bad thoughts.!! and hold my hand while they poo pee n pee poo cuz my friends r sooo talented they can multitask lik dat <3 uwu <3 i still confused y i kholed n saw everything lik in marie antioinette viobez, i think it was The daughter of italiano salami’s vivienne westwood pearlZ that triggered meh. YEA i lik to speak in metaphors n colors n b confusing .! lik this one bitch i don’t talk to anymores twitter cover picture says ,”If im 2 much ….. find less.” =] enemies who giv u life quote inspo>>>>>>>>>

Shuld i just run away n move to connecticut or somewhere w like big grocery stores n like wildflowers on the road n trackerz just so i culd hibernate4a lil.?? i wanna b truly happy n not so heavy hearted n lik Stressed ab living / stayin above water . singing billie eyelash at thurr clurb made me realize i b wanting to cry when i dancin n in a room full of ppl n I rly do b goin out 2 da clurb to find “mutual understanding and good conversation. “4 now Ig ill jus keep distracting myself by watching lesbian dramas (Find that cheater in ur local neighborhood in the PNW.!!) and more Angry angry food reviewers eating cardi B + oFfset ‘a micky D meal ‘ mukbang N watchin dem get really upset cuz they got ripped off . Fast food inflation is crazy n im not sayin it’s ok cuz i still think of everything in Mcchiggen currency .

i want SydneySweedney to be my peeping tom so bad n also to forgive myself for being mean to someone who didn’t deserve it but i was just mad n tired of being heart brokeN. No im not talkin about the uhaul lesbian who love bombed meh the last month n a half n showed up to my house when i told them not to w a bag of mini nutellas n an old ringpop i ated that they tied their hair all around to bind meh to dem . Im also contemplating doing squats to get a fat ass cuz if i can’t get a lobotomy i should probably hav something vein instead to feel better (achieving the same result of happiness at the end but through a different method.) Is that rational.?? i’ve been told i kant rly compartmentalize .

Just cuz we all hav adhd does not mean we don’t kno how to listen n tht rly makes me happy esp cuz im still mad at that callenlourde psychiatrist w the huge badonkadonks who refused to diagnos meh cuz she is a cop. N

i luv goin 2 moi friendzz casa then not knowin her roomie is throwing a party w a local trak meet group n making shashooka N then everybody comes in sweaty even tho it’s sleetingsnowing outside then all these men n one women take off their shirts then put david bowie makeup on N clown costumez then im slowly realizing it was lik mayb lowkey an intended orgy.?!..?! n Im just sitting in the corner nxt to the space heater cuz im low in iron and googling “How long does cocaine last “ cuz along w this street adderal and the copious amounts of Kitty idont rly think i’m loading anymore N ima shashookashoot moiself if a sweaty man is near me again trying to help me hold the vaccuum in place while we scramble to figure out which Hdmi cord is broken. i took the What type of lesbian test r u and it said lipstick. but Idk what any of this means..?!

UGHHHHHHH i def am hexed by another hot self employed lesbian cuz how did I uber us all to they apt the other nite completely sober . tHinking it wuz takin us to moodring. N god damn how did i lose my phone n it wuz under the couch rite nxt to his old vape he lost 2 weeks ago there. Im hexed!.!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dere is sm more to share lik how i kinda still admire my ex Gf who visited nyc this last week even tho they don’t remember denying me closure and how i Found a tboy who is willing to be the community scapegoat for hot afab femmes / A human bench , and my new obsession the word assburgers . N how my roomie n i went to pick up a couch from a man in queens who told us to go in n make ourselves at home when we arrived 5 min earlier than him cuz the heartshaped lock on the door was unlocked but im tired n hav to work on confronting my addiction to chicken as a vegan , getting a blink membership n getting hotter. love u all <3

—Renny whowill get a fat asssoon Chang cuz if i can’t hav a lobotomy i want power .

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Guest_duckydanky: especially not dumb e-whores modernize: hi harm: ppl lik me harm: hi modernize: im at work modernize: teehee harm: ok havel: i had a dumb ewhore block me yday harm: it hapens Guest_duckydanky: it happened to me like uhh modernize: that’s why u should be gay Guest_duckydanky: a few weeks harm: im used tto tht shit now it aint evn faze me anymore havel: i called out the annoying shit she did n stopped talking to her havel: n she threw a fit havel: i dodged a bullet Guest_duckydanky: honestly same Guest_duckydanky: kinda Guest_duckydanky: well thats p much what happened w me too harm: its worse when they pretty they think they privileged n ull let em do w/e havel: mhm Guest_duckydanky: right my issue is random hoes calling me daddy when i met em like 2 days ago Guest_duckydanky: z Guest_duckydanky: right now* Guest_duckydanky: so annoyin harm: ew wtf Guest_duckydanky: yeah i just ignore them harm: idm daddy but not wen it comes 2 u havel: duckydanky the daddy harm: ur too autistic to b called dat Guest_duckydanky: fr harm: lik i jus cant c it havel: daddydicky Guest_duckydanky: when someone says daddy i imagine a fat hairy guy w beer belly harm: wen it comes to hazel i cud c it Guest_duckydanky: im none of that harm: but u havel: oh true havel: beer belly harm: plus the femboyism harm: which ik shudnt influence havel: lmao harm: but i cant get over it wen ive known so long Guest_duckydanky: im too feminine to b a daddy harm: exactly Guest_duckydanky: im twink harm: xaclty harm: u need a hefty dom woman havel: yikes harm: w gud music taste Guest_AriesFire25: Hi havel: ppl dont rly have good music taste . . havel: hello Guest_duckydanky: tbh Guest_duckydanky: id rather educate someone clueless and then they progressively get gud taste havel: theyre just into w.e shit they relate to like Guest_AriesFire25: How is everyone doing? Guest_duckydanky: than someone on par with me Guest_duckydanky: music taste wise havel: music taste is more ab someones identity Guest_duckydanky: ye Guest_duckydanky: if u have good music taste to me ur like more attractive Guest_duckydanky: i dont mean necessarily ur looks but jst like Guest_duckydanky: who u are is more appealing 2 me harm: Guest_duckydanky: id rather educate someone clueless and then they progressively get gud taste harm: mebe u do have daddy trait havel: if they would even care harm: 10% Guest_duckydanky: yeah Guest_duckydanky: if they close minded then they suck Guest_duckydanky: but obvs id try showing the same interest in whatever thing theyre passionate about harm: havel: ppl dont rly have good music taste . . harm: disagree Guest_duckydanky: but tbh i havent met many passionate people harm: thrs 'objectivey' gud artists havel: i have a fucking huge music library Guest_duckydanky: what do you define has objectively good harm harm: then u more likely to have good taste harm: also Guest_duckydanky: do u mean someone succesfull harm: ppl who lisen 2 diff genre Guest_AriesFire25: Sorry to but in but what kind of music do yall listen to? harm: most of the time do too Guest_duckydanky: i have a copypasta Guest_duckydanky: of like 50 genres harm: i dont lisen 2 music havel: wb Guest_duckydanky: harm Guest_duckydanky: silence is also music havel: lmao ok Guest_duckydanky: we continuously listen to music Guest_duckydanky: and sounds modernize: ty havel: were talking about tracks dude havel: artists havel: theres ambient noise artists and lofi hiphop beats to study to havel: theres even ost background music Guest_duckydanky: i dont mean that havel: but nothing ? harm: ducky is too artistic u will b here all day ab music hazel i widnt start lul Guest_duckydanky: i mean literal silence harm: hes too pretentious Guest_duckydanky: silence doesnt exist havel: nonono this is my topic Guest_duckydanky: as in total silence, 0 sounds at all to be heard harm: okgl havel: music as in shit thats listed on spotify or some other music source Guest_duckydanky: music is more than that havel: smh havel: do u have a last.fm harm: iwillkm Guest_duckydanky: ye harm: s havel: link it Guest_duckydanky: https://www.last.fm/user/DuckyDanky havel: https://www.last.fm/user/horcrux9000 havel: ive been on lastfm for way longer but i mean u do have a lot of artists havel: scrobbled havel: i still got like a grand more Guest_duckydanky: i mean u made ur acc in 2013 Guest_duckydanky: so thats kinda to b expected havel: u do listen to a lot havel: i changed it to the last 180 days n its just 300 less artists havel: ur shits mostly hyperpop.. Guest_duckydanky: right now im on a movie phase so ive been slacking off Guest_duckydanky: my recent stuff is 96% hyperpop yeah Guest_duckydanky: thats my current music phase havel: me in 2020 harm: autism24 Guest_duckydanky: autism is cool though harm: i madeitcool Guest_duckydanky: do u use rateyourmusic havel havel: no but i should :\ Guest_duckydanky: https://rateyourmusic.com/~DuckyDanky Guest_duckydanky: feel free to check otu doe Guest_duckydanky: out* havel: i just listen to a lot of shit n find new music Guest_duckydanky: me 2 harm: im in distress ab this guy havel: youre obsessed w the smiths Guest_duckydanky: i was Guest_duckydanky: yes harm: but wont lisen 2 morrisey Guest_duckydanky: too macho for me Guest_duckydanky: i prefer femboy morrissey harm: mm Guest_duckydanky: ill listn to morrissey whn havel: i love david shawty Guest_duckydanky: i get my jangle pop phase Guest_duckydanky: david shawty so based harm: mebe staying high for a week til im over it is the play but i hate removing days of my life by spending them numb now harm: TREY888734 havel: its not the play Guest_TREY888734: Yoo harm: help me harm: TREY888734 Guest_TREY888734: You cool harm: its the play bc i have no friends to talk to and ion wna start therapy jus for tht bc i been fine otherwise harm: i jus miss my bestfriend Guest_duckydanky: huh harm: n ducky ion evn feel comfortable mentionin this shit arnd u sumtime harm: i fel lik u  cud  go tell john stuff Guest_duckydanky: oh yeah sorry again about that havel: what happened w john Guest_duckydanky: and i dont speak to john harm: ik u dont bc i told him to not talk to u Guest_duckydanky: i mean idm u telling me or not Guest_duckydanky: u do what u want harm: im js it makes me evn more sad bc i have no 1 im close to tht i can trust harm: was the point Guest_duckydanky: i understand why u reluctant to talk about that stuff w me so harm: not jus to diss u bc u betrayed me once harm: yea harm: i jus hope u understand why Guest_duckydanky: ofc Guest_duckydanky: its up to u if u wanna trust me or nah havel: o_O harm: it ainjt rely ab this guy but this guy made me think ab john n how i have no close friends now n how im prolly gna bcome codependent bc of it harm: john long story short harm: bff for 6 years, only familylike thing i eva had harm: stopped bn fren bc i wudnt date him harm: wen he tried to get w me wen i wuz into new bf harm: current bf harm: n now he wont speak to me harm: bc it hurts him too much tht i wudnt give hima nother chance harm: @hazel havel: got it havel: he was crushing harm: we dated years ago but broke up n he wudnt take me bk, been friends ever since, this desperation to b w me wen new bf came harm: wuz random n out character harm: i cud c if thr was any sign harm: thr wasnt harm: its like he bcame crazy n mid life crisesy Guest_duckydanky: ppl get more attracted to people who are harder to reach Guest_duckydanky: thats y people seem to get hit on more when theyre dating someone harm: nah, bc i dated ppl before zak harm: i ju think he always thought Guest_duckydanky: i know dat harm: id break up w em harm: but wen it came to zak he was like different and he prolly thought i cud possibly stay w him for good bc of it harm: n got scared harm: copeland is so good Guest_duckydanky: cop harm: they make me wna kill myself ina happy way bc sumn so beautiful yk harm: u evr feel tht Guest_duckydanky: no havel: yeah tbh havel: early escape the fate havel: when i was like 15 harm: cute Guest_duckydanky: the good thing out of our current friendship harm harm: ? Guest_duckydanky: is how i feel way less dependant to you, as in less clingy and less idk moody and affected by what u say harm: ya u dont like me anymore harm: its jus genuine fren meow havel: bet Guest_duckydanky: yes harm: <3 harm: ik thts wt u needed harm: the break wuz good Guest_duckydanky: yes Guest_duckydanky: tbh yeah Guest_duckydanky: it helped balance things out Guest_duckydanky: and restore order Guest_duckydanky: in my mind Guest_duckydanky: i had come to the conclusion that angels belong in heaven so there would be no purpose in trying to reach one Guest_duckydanky: xd harm: thts kina sad havel: o_o thats the most simp thing ive ever read harm: LOL harm: no its harm: ik me saying this sounds biased or wtvr Guest_duckydanky: its the opposite harm: but i rly am a hq person harm: n i get why havel: hq? harm: high qality person i dont jus mean female havel: o_o harm: like good friend as a base n likeable quality harm: quality* Guest_duckydanky: realistically speaking ur also jst too old for me Guest_duckydanky: xd havel: ur ego is massive harmony harm: this sounds like slutty but ion mean it tht way Guest_duckydanky: i mean Guest_duckydanky: i may be biased or wtvr Guest_duckydanky: but she kinda is Guest_duckydanky: xd Guest_duckydanky: shes like one of the 3 online people ive known for more than a year harm: i rely wish i cud clone myself so i can date all my friends bc ik id b the best for them n ion trust women w them Guest_duckydanky: nd still speak to harm: n ion mean it in a way i like my friends romantically harm: i mean it ina protect / wanting best for them harm: way Guest_duckydanky: see Guest_duckydanky: actual angel Guest_duckydanky: fuck harm: mebe i will go to therapy harm: jus annoying Guest_duckydanky: i wanted to say instead of praying virgin mary imma pray to virgin harm Guest_duckydanky: but it dsnt work anymore Guest_duckydanky: z havel: this is so weird to read havel: u rly have a harem of guys harm harm: ik how it sounds hazel lmao rly but u aint know me thts y harm: i dont harm: ducky is my only close friend harm: well person id consider havel: u got like 11 e-simps huh harm: closest thing to friend harm: 2day harm: closest thing toa  close friend8 harm: * Guest_duckydanky: im not a simp bro havel: ducky do u give this girl money Guest_duckydanky: z havel: ohgod harm: i make my own money harm: i dont need money evr Guest_duckydanky: she bought me nitro once Guest_duckydanky: and wanted to buy me something for my bday but she stopped talking 4 a bit before it Guest_duckydanky: z harm: 2 yrd ago lol Guest_duckydanky: yes Guest_duckydanky: we* havel: stopped talking for a bit before it havel: smh harm: like we fell out harm: completely havel: nice timing harm: ya it wuz guna b so cool too Guest_duckydanky: for real my biggest worry wasnt harm it was not getting any gifts : ( Guest_duckydanky: jk harm: i wuz gna hide thigh highs in japanese candy shit for him harm: bc his rents dint kno ab the femboy shi harm: also ruined surprise now but u aint femboy anymore apparently harm: so ig i wont ever geta chance 2 do it ! Guest_duckydanky: hope isnt lost Guest_duckydanky: its just temporary harm: phase? Guest_duckydanky: yeah Guest_duckydanky: i just dont feel comfortable calling myself a femboy w the way i look rn harm: u 2 swag Guest_duckydanky: and i dont mean it in a bad way like im ugly harm: ur in eboy phase Guest_duckydanky: just femboy label doesnt seem right Guest_duckydanky: yeah harm: ya u jus v masculine rn Guest_duckydanky: yeah i got a virgin beard growing harm: woa Guest_duckydanky: i gave up shaving Guest_duckydanky: and it gives me a cool look so idc Guest_duckydanky: i look 22 Guest_duckydanky: ill shave only if i see i grow a neckbeard harm: brb Guest_duckydanky: but thats unlikely harm: ya u do lok older harm: not ina 40 way Guest_duckydanky: yeah i look old cool Guest_duckydanky: ive never been id'ed harm: opposite 4 me harm: @id harm: happens all the time Guest_duckydanky: tru Guest_duckydanky: when we 1st met i thot u looked my age Guest_duckydanky: so thats valid Guest_duckydanky: i feel less rtarded knowing it happens all the time doe harm: ya harm: beginning of year i went to races n dude thougt i wuz 16 Guest_duckydanky: do u view it as a good thing Guest_duckydanky: that ppl think ur young Guest_duckydanky: i think thts kinda flattering harm: i used 2 feel no way ab it only wen annopying things happen lik went on vacay w fam n got talked to by employee ab bn on casino floor or sumn harm: which happens but i used to have bad anxiety tlkin to ppl irl harm: s i hated it Guest_duckydanky: u like it now? harm: after my x cheated on me w minor i think it traumatized me a bit n i feel beneficial frm it in an odd lame way harm: jus shit i gta get over but keep w me ig harm: beneficial frm lokin yunger* harm: not bn cheatd on Guest_duckydanky: what Guest_duckydanky: who cheated on u Guest_duckydanky: i nvr heard abt that harm: wuz named cameron u dont kno him harm: irrelevant rely Guest_duckydanky: oh Guest_duckydanky: nvm Guest_duckydanky: u told me about it harm: ya Guest_duckydanky: u were 22 he ws 27 Guest_duckydanky: right harm: ya harm: wait harm: no 23 harm: /28 harm: she wuz 15 iirc Guest_duckydanky: thats kinda gross Guest_duckydanky: xd harm: xd harm: shit jus made me paranoid  bc i knew him since i wuz 15 n it wuz lik wooooaaa did u only lik me wen we 1st met bc of tht or bc of age acully Guest_duckydanky: so cuz of it i guess u see comfort in looking younger harm: like 20% bc of tht yea but i realize how irrational n lame it is harm: jus nvr got ovr it ig Guest_duckydanky: where did u guys meet Guest_duckydanky: myspace? harm: vu lool Guest_duckydanky: so u were 15 in like 2007 right harm: idk wuz i Guest_duckydanky: i just did quick maths harm: duno Guest_duckydanky: well lets say yes Guest_duckydanky: dam thats a while ago Guest_duckydanky: i was Guest_duckydanky: 3 Guest_duckydanky: z havel: feels kinda nicer in here now harm: ya dis rm beter new rm trash harm: no offenze havel: this rooms old asf harm: ya but it best havel: this rooms probably 5 years old now Guest_duckydanky: looks ghetto Guest_duckydanky: is tht the carnifex logo Guest_duckydanky: z havel: yeah Guest_duckydanky: ded harm: looks eboy but ina acceptable way bc creative Guest_duckydanky: id like to make my own  imvu room Guest_duckydanky: but poor harm: uh hello Guest_duckydanky: oh tru ur my imvu sugar mom havel: harm buy out my wishlist havel: eventho i havent shopped in like a year Guest_duckydanky: dont i need vip to make a room havel: i think so ? harm: 2 much clicking but i will try 2 get a lot til im tried havel: ok =) havel: how many credits do u have anyway harm: did u private wl harm: msgs havel: huh? havel: ... u can do that? havel: what harm: it sed i aint permitted 2 buy prod on like 5 now havel: weird harm: so i figured u took it off harm: nah its bc harm: creator disabled harm: most likely havel: oh theyre from disabled creators yeah harm: or quit vip or sumn havel: yeah havel: banned maybe havel: i need to clean out my wl havel: i havent in idek how long havel: so many years Guest_duckydanky: clean ur room too havel: my rooms fine Guest_duckydanky: no theres trash havel: :0 really? where? Guest_duckydanky: no wonder u got an eviction notice Guest_duckydanky: L Guest_duckydanky: if i was a landlord id b mad too havel: this room used to be called trash pit havel: should make it that again tbh harm: i dont feel good Guest_duckydanky: trash spit havel: nice 1 Guest_duckydanky: vry clever Guest_duckydanky: wassup harm harm: meow harm: Guest_duckydanky: no wonder u got an eviction notice harm: yall know fridgebro harm: story harm: aint as bad as tht havel: fridgebro? harm: https://imgur.com/thZa3VL harm: brb havel: this is autistic Guest_duckydanky: prolly mentally ill Guest_duckydanky: for sur havel: hello AstralMiscreant: Hey all Guest_Dinossaur: https://discord.gg/vmGj7ZXy Guest_Dinossaur: https://discord.gg/vmGj7ZXy harm: hi Guest_duckydanky: yo Guest_duckydanky: i jst ate harm: im bk but guna watch yt ill check chat here n thr harm: me2 harm: n watch ratatouille Guest_duckydanky: imma shower Guest_duckydanky: but i dont wanna Guest_duckydanky: im lazy harm: iwillstay stink havel: i shower everyday havel: but i need to do laundry but im lazy Guest_duckydanky: i shower evry 2 days harm: i dont shwer Guest_duckydanky: when the last time u showered harm: shrug Guest_duckydanky: do u have grime Guest_duckydanky: on ur skin Guest_duckydanky: today i just learned something weird Guest_duckydanky: in da old day japanese women has black teeth Guest_duckydanky: looks so cursed Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: hey havel: ive seen that little floating grim reaper pet a lot Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i've had it for a while, so i wouldn't be surprised Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: how you guys doing? havel: im just kinda bored watching twitch havel: when i should be doing chores n working out havel: todays my day off so im just being lazy Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i can't relate watching twitch, since i do twith xD Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i can relate to the lazy tho havel: youre a streamer?? Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: ye havel: whats your stream Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: a small one, but a streamer non the less xD Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: artsykokoro Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i mostly do art and then stream games when i feel like playing something on a stream day Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: currently on a break, since i have too much going on irl atm Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: have a big comeback planned tho, so i just hope it goes to plan... unlike my last depbut ^^' havel: oh cool youre a vtuber Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: ye havel: nicee Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: fingers crossed that i can start streaming again at the start of november. Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: but all depends how soon the irl stuff calms down. Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i quite like this room havel: thankss Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: and i just realised you're the room owner xD Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: god i'm blind sometimes havel: yeah i made this forever ago Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: noice Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: this room might be my new go-to Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: the last one got deleted Guest_duckydanky: im bck Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: welcome back Guest_duckydanky: whts good Guest_duckydanky: oh u a streamer Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: ye Guest_duckydanky: r u famous Guest_duckydanky: gimme a shoutout Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: and currently nothing's good really ^^' Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i'm not that big. only a little over 300 followers Guest_duckydanky: how many viewers u gget on average Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: depends on what i stream. since i'm a variety streamer, it can be anywhere between 1-3 to 5-10 Guest_duckydanky: u do art? Guest_duckydanky: like wat Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i do digital art. mostly humans, but trying to get better at animals and landscapes. Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: why don't you come sit Guest_duckydanky: no way Guest_duckydanky: u should draw me im like vry handsome nd cool Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i mean that sanrio shirt is cool xD Guest_duckydanky: im hotter irl Guest_duckydanky: i mean Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: hmm... dunno, can't judge. don't know what you look like Guest_duckydanky: literally my pfp Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i haven't looked at your profile yet. hold on Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: sent you a friend request on dc Guest_RainbowCupcake2000: i mean tbh. you are good looking, but i don't draw people for free. you can commission me tho, but my commissions are closed atm.

[artnerd1123]

Nobody:

My brain: what if I majorly angsted Joey

Me:

Me: :(

[clownkiwi]

OK, I guess I'll have to make a post about this since I'll probably never stop getting asks about this

So, I have been reblogging this boost post I made a couple months ago. (i have made other versions of this post in the past but yall seen the most recent one)

The main intention of this post was to get my best friend/queerplatonic partner some attention because they were pretty new (they only started this april nd only got up to 1k followers by the end of june) and I wanted to help them make sales for their content, since Tumblr has been pretty shitty towards sex workers over the past year (ya know, the nip ban). Ya know, boost posts usually help!!! (nd i do love the love you've been giving this post, ty all sm!!!!)

And I have gotten criticism and hate over this.

I got another ask like this and either I deleted it or answered it and I forgot, IDK which one. When I also asked someone to reblog one of my past versions of this post, I have gotten told this. I guess there are still PTA moms on here that think what I'm doing is wrong (dw, ik who they are).

But let me just make this clear; I am absolutely against showing minors porn. Do you think I'd actively show my followers, a majortiy of them being minors, porn??? Not only do I have my own NSFW sideblog, but I actively try to make my main SFW as possibly as it can be; yea, sure, I'll make NSFW jokes here and there and I might draw suggestive stuff or reblog suggestive stuff here and there, but I'll only tag things as NSFW when possible. It's also very obvious I'm against pedophilia of all kind (MAPs, NOMAPs, clowns, pickles, w/e the fuck u call urselves now, i HATE u nd i dont want u to engage in this argument or even interact with me), so making this boost post??? Was hard, without getting weird eyes at least, and I expected that.

I've made several versions of this post; first, it was just with selfies and their prices menu. Then, I tried to get a little more saucy and used hot pictures (only to get more attention really, but I don't think that worked). Then, the one that I've been reblogging is the current version that Lou themselves approved of (er, i used pics lou themselves approved of; at one point i used pics from their personal account, but that posts deleted now, nd ive been seeing this one in circulation more).

You get what I mean though. Lou and I are both against minors interacting with them, and I even made it perfectly clear that the most I want minors to do if they saw that post was just to reblog it for exposure.

That's it. I didn't say to "look at their Twitter, interact with them". I've made it perfectly clear I don't want minors interacting with them. That's it, end of discussion.

That's not to say its bad to explore your sexuality as a high schooler (and I don't mean through sexual identities, like, I mean stuff for kinks and what not. I've been a high schooler before, I know how high schoolers joke w/ each other and talk about porn and what not), but I just don't want 14-17 year olds talking to them or even interacting with them. It's not that hard.

There isn't even anything NSFW on that post. All that's just there are their selfies and their prices list. There's nothing saucy or hot about that, all I'm asking is that you just reblog this post so adults can see this post and provide better help (like following their Twitter, or tipping them/buying their content). There is nothing wrong with this post, everyone just talking to me about this are way too over protective over minors who I'm just hoping are making the right decisions when theh see his post.

I don't want minors interacting with Lou, all I want them to do is to just reblog this post and nothing else. I hope I made this perfectly clear and fair. I don't want to get any more asks or complaints about this.

[goldvnboy]

screams hi guys im gemma && im so excited to be here !! on today’s disaster episode im introducing my boy, park jaehyun, a whole ass snake in sheep’s clothing 🤪 if u would like to plot w me, pls hit the LIKE button && ill come runnin into ur dms ( or more preferably u can add me on discord @ gemma#8039 ) !! also under the cut is some fun facts abt him bc ya bitch and straight to the point simply do not gel so a lot of this info may not be immediately evident in the bio huhu

@virtuemedia

( stats \ bio \ plots )

gemini sun, aries moon, leo rising / enfj / chaotic neutral

momma’s boy thru && thru, his dad cheated on his momma so the man can go to hell ( nah jk deep down jaehyun still hella thirsty for his dad’s approval also who else is gna give him all this good ass STATUS )

jaehyun is honestly a perfect mix between his mom && dad !! his dad tends to be p in ur face but that can translate into him being p easy to read and sorta relatable while his mom tends to be more enigmatic and does a lot of work behind the scenes huhu

so at face value he is like those sports captains that give rlly motivational yet kinda crass pep talks + a lil slow at times + can get pretty aggressive if u challenge him ( thx 4 yo dominant genes dad ) so everyone who comes across him doesn’t think he has the wits for it bUT PLOT TWIST !! he is p familiar with manipulation / underhanded tactics thx to his mom who whipped his stupid ass into shape !!

honestly the best descriptor i can give is imagine a loud, kinda dumb jock taking a bachelor in snakery hurr durr

but him being manipulative doesn’t necessarily translate to him being hella evil ?? it’s honestly v similar to his momma, who is v manipulative too but in a way that she thinks it’s for the greater good ( i.e. keeping the peace, calming the situation, thinking she knows better, the person she’s manipulating doesn’t know what’s good for them etc )

speaking of, my boy honestly just wanted to be a pro soccer player && yeah he’s great and all but his skills are probably juuuust shy of being considered to play pro, but also his parents have alw wanted him to go into politics to follow after his dad’s footsteps && when he didn’t want to at first, his mom basically manipulated him into thinking this is def the Superior Option and So Much Fun

so yeah he enjoys politics rn but deep down there is that child that just wants to play soccer yknow

that said his manipulation can turn really Ugly and evil when his competitive side comes out !! case in point back when he was a charity pledge, he basically disqualified the other charity pledge by managing to get his hands on a sex tape ft. that pledge and a [ redacted ] initiate !! he also coulda sent the tape to the regent at the time, but he decided it would be more fun to play it for the whole uni to see and let em find out that way :)) of course if anyone asks him this he’s gna be like ?? huh ?? i didn’t do that but man what an asshole that other pledge was breaking the rules like that i would n e v e r do that e v e r ( also if ur wondering, jaehyun is not the greatest schemer on the planet so a lot of his brilliant ideas can be attributed to his mastermind bestie fthv )

also one defining feature of jaehyun is he is the biggest sore loser in the milky way && if u > him in literally anyth, he will secretly hate ur ass ( he may even plot ur downfall depending on how important this competition was to him el oh el )

like no joke, this man could decide not to participate in a race thinking nah it sounds boring the stakes are lame, then when the winner for that race is announced hes like >:( basically if he doesn’t win in anyth he qualifies is eligible to apply for he gna >:( not him dreaming of random committees hes barely even heard of barging into his room w a gold medal w his name on it

ok enough shading my boy huhu jaehyun is v v aware of his strengths and weaknesses and he’s honestly an amazing team player !! like he understands his role v v well espc in schemes and such, so he’s not the type to try and do someone else’s job and he knows if you’re the expert, he’s not gonna mansplain u cause obv u know more than he does l o l so he is v aware of his stupidity role and he executes it to perfection !! even if sometimes that role just means lookin pretty

he is also known to be flighty but that’s just him trying people out for wear, cause he knows his weaknesses v well and lets that guide him as to the kind of people he needs on his team and if u don’t fit the bill he’s simply gna *andy from ts2 vc* i don’t wanna play with you anymore

but to the people he considers part of his *vin diesel vc* family, he is Omega loyal to u and if he goes up, yall go up tgt !! rule of thumb is his family can win ( ideally not in smth he rlly cares abt or he gna semi >:( again ) but everyone else who isn’t part of his family can only lose or he gna try knock ur ass out :)) but if he smells any disloyalty he is gna end u x100 compared to if u were just some random

[foryouthegays]

techno liveblog w timestamps lets go for ‘a new home (dream SMP)’ stream

good laugh times: 00:13:50, 00:14:55, 1:38:45, ik it doesnt look like a lot but like u should watch the stream anyway bc philzas there and his laugh is amazing and they just go so well together

times techno calls phil his friend: 00:6:00 00:37:00, 00:45:17, 0:1:09:30, 01:11:15, 01:26:35, 01:50:05, 2:35:00

FSDJKFAF;LS HE KEPT THE MUTED INTRO IN JHKADFLS (ends at 00:1:25)

i like how, when faced with Leaving Youtube, techno would choose to be an author. i want a book by techno. reblog this if u want a book by techno (with an audiobook by him as well) /hj. 00:1:33

i love how he says ehhhhhh so much lskjhdfas (abt 2 mins in) 

who the FUCK just remembers that the word fortuitous exists wtf 00:5:17

00:7:45 PHILZA TIME PHILZA TIME LETS GO

00:8:55 tommy time :/

0:14:10 rANBOO JUST WALKS IN, LOOKS AROUN ,AND LEA VE SIM CRYING 

i love how much philza laughs at technos jokes bc pretty much everything he says IS a joke he just says it in such a serious voice that p much everyone else is like,,,yeah,,,,yup,,,,and phil just knows when hes joking and his laugh is so good with technos voice. sbi? whos that? i only know philza and technoblade

00:19:30 ghostbur joins! this is my first time hearin ghostbur btw

00:19:40 haha string axe technos so bad at crafting what a fool /j

00:21:07 ghostbur: “Even I remember how to make a fishing rod!” ghostbur u just MURDERED technoblade oh my god im gonna scream hgjdfksla i love ghostbur so much

00:23:55: GHOSTBUR NO!! DON’T DIE YOU’LL BECOME A DOUBLE GHOST!!!! -technoblade 2020

00:24:55 technoblade neva lies -guys he almost did the technoblade neva dies ahh!!!!!

i havent heard anyone talk about this but techno has a dedicated roleplay voice. like listen to him talk to tommy at 00:25:08. his voice gets more even, he uses names a lot more often (seriously, listen to his theseus speech. he says tommy so often, its incredible.), and his voice gets,,,,deeper? not deeper but smoother, in a way, and he repeats what he says for emphasis instead of humor. and his voice is louder, and he seems more assertive. 

00:27:30 philza: where we goin, by the way? techno: to our- to my new home. 

techno cmon let phil live w u wed get so much more content cmonn

00:28:50 the fact that he calls the manhunt theme “dream music” makes me laugh so hard. and then his version of it,,,,,m love he (also he sings it here and at  01:14:20)

00:35:10 why is ranboo so cryptic im-

why does he just casually know the word sentry wh at i hate him 00:39:45

this is the worst sentence (structurally) ive ever heard techno say im gonna cry 00:49:33 ‘im too busy thinkin of new ideas to sleep so i could actually execute them’ and tubbos *oh?* after is just hdsfgkjlka

LKSJDHFJK 00:51:49

00:54:30

techno: thats one of dreams powers, he can just stop the rain

tubbo, quietly: like jesus!

i love them sm dsfhkjla they kept going but i jus gdfhjksa jesus has op

techno @ being the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans: haha funnie!!

techno @ having fun w religious stuff: i wILL BE CANCELLED NO-

00:58:10 “hey if ur [ghostbur]  a ghost, do instant damage potions heal you now?” “...no,, they hurt me still :(” DSIULZKJHFSLKFJH 

01:04:00 his brother named the cow bob im- aww 

also he has a fanart wall again!!!

01:09:30 “phil, you’re the only friend i have left in this world.” aWWWWW HE GAVE HIM THE COMPASS 

“dont smoke, it’s a joke” -technoblade 01:14:15

ROLEPLAY SPEECH VOICE IS BACK AT 1:16:10 “they pillage my base for everything i’m worth, they use me for the revolution, but oooOOOoo i took a pickaxe with his consent? oOOOooOo i’m a thief!”

holy shit 01:17:15 “you know what, phil? for you, the world, alright? it’s fine.” oH MY GOD HHHHGHG (context, right before they were arguing bc phil took some blocks from his base and techno thought that when he said phil could take anything he meant from the chests)

the COMIDY of that villager coming in and sleeping while techno was readin donos at 01:22:05 RIGHT AFTER phil freaked out abt inturruptin his dono readin im SFDHKJLA:

techno talkin bout the winstreak and how he wont be able to live up to that sort of playin at 01:22:30ish is super important and ill transcribe it tomorrow, but if u can id highly rec watchin it. 

01:24:20 “[readin dono] what’s your favorite movie? uh, the princess bride is pretty good” techno ily that movie rocks also he said it so fast like hes ashamed of it noo

techno says no to canon ranboo son btw! 01:25:30

01:25:55 “i wasnt in that story, therefore it doesnt matter” all of technoblr be like 

01:37:49 is great lemmie transcribe

“how have you still not gotten a second monitor?? holy shit.”

“let me tell you something. and im only telling you this because i know that so many people in the chat are gonna be furious. so i recently realized- i think the second monitor can just be any ol’ monitor, right? you literally just plug it in, and its set up? well i mean you have to turn on some settings, but like, thats it, or something?”

“yeah,,,,, uh techno you fuckin destroyed my chat, by the way, oh my god, [earlier techno told his viewers to twitch prime philza] there has been like 40 primes just flying through”

“yeahhh twitch prime!!! twitch prime philza yeahh!!! so anyways the other day, i like, i looked to my left, and realized that my old monitor has been like, five feet away from where i sit and stream for the last three years?”

“oh my god...”

“so i- i literally do not have to leave my room to set up a second monitor and i havent. and i’m still usin my laptop for this stream.

“is this gonna be one of those situations where you like, you have a thing, you just refuse to do the thing?”

“listen, my desk is-

“yOU STILL HAVENT OPENED UP THE HYPIXEL PACKAGE!!!”

“AHHHH I HAVENT OPENED UP THE HYPIXEL PACKAGE! I HAVENT EVEN OPENED UP MY MCC COIN! DUDE I HAVENT EVEN OPENED UP MY ONE MILLION SUBSCRIBER PLAQUE! ITS STILL THERE RIGHT BEHIND ME! ITs sTILL IN THE BOX! i never made a video on it....”

“bruhhhhh [philza laughs] thats FREE VIEWS what are you doing??”

“ill open it at 8 mil :/.”

“you could LITERALLY make a video of you just like, throwing it off a wall, and then thumbing up, like doing a thumbs up, and then that would be it. 10 seconds. ten seconds. thumb and elbow in shot. [laughs]”

techno is such a disaster i love him

01:34:18 the way techno says “tommy, that statement has NEVER been true” i dont like sayin i simp for block men but GOD sometimes his voice is nicer than usual hhhgn

“man i sure wish tommyinnit was in this stream” -nobody ever (just after previous timestamp)

01:40:15 is fuckin hilarious and im actually crying oh my god techno just says things and says them well with a completely straight face how does he do it

i cannot WAIT until theres a president w the last/first name andy so we can say president andy and think abt technoblade

IM CRIASDNGUSFHD 01:44:38 PHILZA LOOK OUT LOOK OUT PHILZA  LSKJDAFJASD;LKF

i love when techno talks abt his vids. like u can tell he puts a lot of thought into the vids (esp these ones) and like at 01:47:00 he talks abt the “I DIDNT PUT DEAPTH STRIDER ON THOSE BOOTS, FUNDY!” and how its just that creepin realization that you were doomed from the start and how he made the armor, he isnt intimidated by the netherite bc he didnt enchant it all the way and only he knows that,,, and i just,,,hgg he

he reveals that hes writin the next arc at 01:48:00: “oh, speakin of arcs, chat, i’m writing the next arc. so, you know. hope nothin bad happens in two weeks, chat!” IM SO EXCITED like he clearly has his character fleshed out and is SO good at writing and retellin history im so so excited to see where he takes it AHHHH and also taht means he might stream more bc he might make his character more important (keep in mind this is the guy who wrote self insert hypixel fanfics. he has no shame in puttin himself first and i respect him so much for it) 

01:51:20 “they’re tryin to get a second customer but they’re riskin their first” is lowkey a good line

has anyone else noticed that techno says wise a lot? like at 01:55:10 he literally says “wise dragon armor” as a joke but like i think he says wise so much BECAUSE of skyblock like hjkfdsla

01:57:30 techno plea se eat 

ok 1:58:45 is hilarious and all but at the end of his ramble he says “come back, i miss you” and lowkey im crying 

techno needs to stop knowing his audience more than we know ourselves im hsfkjda 02:05:25 “the chat’s spammin ‘eat technoblade, eat!’ like they’re not gonna start, like, theyre not gonna get super sad if i ended the stream right now, like theyre not gonna all cry ‘i miss technoblade *sniffs* why- whyd he leave to eat food, why did he listen to our advice noooo’”

02:14:50 NEW VIDEO POGGGG CARL THE HORSE POGGGGGG  NOT A STREAM HIGHLIGHT POGGGGG

02:17:40 “i could start a potato farm out here to show how much ive changed” techno last time u made a potato farm u started an entire war that lasted a year that does NOT say calm and retired to me lskgdfjagsldj

02:23:00 why does techno just reference greek mythology so much. makin me scared for his arc. 

also he talks abt smp earth a lot in this stream i love it so much

i also just. love?? how much sbi respect tommy like they bully him but when talkin bout him they just have so much respect for how much work he puts into youtube and i just,,,,hgnn they r friends 

02:33:13 sbi streamer house lets go cmon

02:34:15 “i think if i streamed every day i could keep up” on one hand YE S  but on the ohter oh god techno no we have to keep up tho

hearing techno say “violence isnt the answer” is so scary  02:35:40

02:37:30 technosneeze 

hiS BROTHER SENT HIM 46 DISCORD MESSAGES SFKDJLFLKASF 2:49:25 i love his end screen so much hes just sadness,,,,retirement,,,t,echnoblade,,,the government is going to fall on its own due to lack of organization and ideals,,,,,,subscribe,,,,,sadness,,,,,also 2:50:45 is making me laugh so hard its just sad music and technos like??? whys phil in my house drinking milk????? 

overall, fantastic stream, if ya want some chill techno philza content i highly recommend. 

[worldsendgirlfriend]

ill show you guys my stick and poke later when i’m more normal even though it’s nbd and legit looks p good i jus need you to keep in mind it was done thinking singularly of the loml. thank you