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my cal 17 prediction : after the question yoongi will be like ???? and confusion + miscommunication = long awaited kiss <3 but i think im choosing to be delusional

hm… short update but some important info!!

can’t afford love | myg (m) #17

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“is yuna the person you slept with?”

the question catches him off guard, that much you can tell

he glances over his shoulder at you, dropping the shirt he was folding

“what?”

ouuu

the ‘what?’ sounded

hmm..

confused? annoyed? weirded out? you’re not sure

you fight the urge to roll your eyes. you know he heard you

“did you sleep with yuna?” you ask, sliding your jacket back onto your arms

he blinks a few times

drags his gaze down your body and back up to your face

“and why does that matter?”

ah..

dodging the question?

“it doesn’t. can’t a gal be curious?”

he shrugs. “you worded it weirdly.”

girl what😭

he’s so infuriating

you frown in annoyance. “what do you mean?”

he shrugs again. so fucking nonchalant. “you just worded it weirdly.”

you fight the urge to groan loudly. “when you asked me if i’d been with anyone, i said no. i asked you the same and you didn’t answer. clearly that means you have. i was wondering if the person in question was yuna.”

he stares at you for a moment longer before chuckling and shaking his head

he stares at the wall for a moment, tongue rolling against the inside of his cheek

he raises to his feet

walks up to you

puts his hands on his hips

can he STOP getting into your proximity like this omg..

you fight the urge to reach out and hold his arms

squeeze his biceps

pull him closer

STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.

he slightly shakes his head and tilts it to the side whilst he stares you down, his long black hair messy and beautiful. “what makes you think i fucked her?”

you shrug. “she was staring at us the entire time yesterday. figured she must’ve been jealous.”

he tilts his head to the side. “jealous? well, i suppose she was.”

huh??

so

?

they did fuck?

“she was?”

damn. u didn’t think he’d confirm it just like that

“hm,” he hums in confirmation. “but probably jealous of me. not you.”

at this, you frown

why would she be jealous of him?

“huh?”

he rolls his eyes as if you should know what you mean

“yuna’s gay, einstein. thought you were really pretty. said i was a bastard for letting you go or something like that.”

oh.

OH.

“oh,” you breathe out

she thought you were pretty?

oh

she was also really pretty.

:))

but

if she didn’t sleep with yoongi

that means there’s still someone else out there who has

“so then,” you start, scratching the back of your head. “you didn’t have sex with her.”

he bitterly chuckles

“no.”

you slowly nod your head

okay

OKAY.

he starts, “but why do you care? i mean–”

you cut him off. “the exact same reason that made you ask me that question in the first place, you dickhead.”

ouuuu

smack cam

like is he serious?

why did HE ask it in the first place!!

he licks his lips. crosses his arms. “i’ll be honest since you can’t be.” he takes a step forward, closing the gap between you two.

his breath fans down on your face

makes you look up at him

your eyes big and doe-like exactly how he likes them.

he says, “i asked because i can’t fucking stand the thought of anyone else touching you. happy?”

ah

there it is

it was pretty obvious to begin with but you’re satisfied to hear it now

“since you wanna be so honest,” you begin, “why don’t you go ahead and tell me who the hell you fucked?”

he squints his eyes at you

drops his eyes down to your lips

then back up to your eyes before he shrugs

“i don’t remember.”

???

does he think he’s being funny

“what?”

“i don’t remember.”

what the fuck??

oh he’s about to piss you off forreal

“what do you mean, you don’t remember?”

he sighs in exasperation. “that i don’t fucking remember who i slept with, y/n. jesus.”

you angrily frown at him, crossing your arms over your chest. “how the hell did that happen?”

his lips twitch and so do his eyebrows

he does this when he’s mad

or annoyed

or both

“you wanna know how that fucking happened?” he doesn’t let you answer as he wraps his hand around your bicep and pushes you flat against the wall

you were already close to the wall but now you’re caged

his body keeping you trapped against the wall

seems like he’s still doubting whether to tell you

seems like its on the tip of his tongue

seems like your eyes simply break his resolve.

“it happened after the divorce was finalized.”

ah fuck

he’s telling you

are you even ready to hear this?

well, you asked for it

“i cried my fucking heart out. what the hell was i supposed to do? the love of my life wanted nothing to do with me anymore. i drank for months. i drank so fucking much that i’d pass out in my own vomit.”

oh

you remember seokjin and jimin talking about how bad yoongi was taking the divorce but so were you

you were in your own world of pain

but the thought of yoongi crying, drinking until he vomits and passes out in his own puke is gut wrenching

you brows furrow together as you stare up at him

his voice sounds so angry yet delicate

like it’ll break any moment

and the look on his face

is heartbreaking

“so, when the boys told me to go out with them for the first time in years, i didn’t decline. i literally don’t even remember that night. woke up in some random lady’s bed. condom still on my dick and i didn’t even fucking cum cause there were no traces anywhere. i left immediately. that what you wanna fucking hear? i don’t know her name or what she looks like. just know that she sort of looked like you.”

oh

wow

okay

silence.

complete

and utter

silence

your nose starts heating up

eyes start tearing

fuck

your bottom lips starts to quiver as you try to swallow your sobs

he lets go of you

and you both just

stare. in silence.

his feline eyes are so intense. it’s like it’s the only thing you can see in this moment

you part your lips to say something

anything

but nothing comes out

and just on cue

there’s a sound ripping through the room

his intense eyes tear away from you when he hears the sound of his babyphone

it’s jun

he sighs and shakes his head

runs his hand through his hair

whilst you stand there trying to process this information, yoongi slides his bathrobe on and leaves to go check on jun

it’s quiet in his room

cold

lonely

you wonder how many times he was in this room and just cried over you

over losing you

but

by the time he comes back to his room

you’re nowhere to be found

to be continued.

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Attack on Titan One Shot Kinktober

#2 Face Sitting with Zeke Jaeger x Fem Reader

CW: Fingering, Bites, Hickeys, Daddy kink / nickname, pet names, Fingering, Oral Fem receiving.

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“Come here y/n, I have something I want you to do” Zeke said from his desk.

Walking into his home office you stood in the doorway looking at your handsome husband. “There you are sweetheart, could you sit on my face? I could use a destresser about now” He quizzed, watching your cheeks blush.

“Wouldn’t it be better if I pleased you?” You shoot back. Patting on his lap he wore a smile on his face. “Pleasuring you, pleases me. Now come sit on daddy’s lap while I finish this quick meeting. They can’t see us but you’ll need to be quite okay?” Zeke said, his voice pulling you further in. Placing yourself onto your lap he adjusted your hips, your arms slung around his neck keeping your head on his chest.

His chest moved rhythmic, each word he spoke in response to his coworkers and boss you felt the vibrations. His voice was soothing but also the way his hands trailed down your cheek, neck, and stopping just above your waistband. He’d start the whole process over when he reached that specific spot. Zeke knew well what he was doing, he could feel how static your breaths got, how hard you tried to hide your blushed cheeks from him.

Your husband knew how your body would react to his touch, it was always the same. The thigh twitching, trying to squeeze your thighs together to get any sort of pressure.

He had you exactly where he wanted. His fingers coasted around your waistband before he shoved his way through. “Aha-“ you accidentally let slip through but Zeke covered your mouth with his free hand. “Shh shh Princess, gotta be quite remember?” His thumb going to your clit as his other fingers worked parting your lips. Massaging circles into your raised nub you struggled to contain yourself but his hand helped contain your whiny moans.

He wanted to praise you but the meeting was still going on and he still had to speak once and awhile to give his part. There was a break coming up soon and he’d let you scream your heart out if you wanted to.

Your body jolted at the pleasure when Zeke curled his fingers inside hitting your g spot rapidly. He could tell you were close with how heavy your breathing got, how you squeezed your legs together more, and how your cunt clenched along his fingers. He couldn’t help but fantasize the feeling he knew all too well on his cock. His bulge pressing against your ass turned you on more.

Staring up at him your eyes began to water from their overstimulation he caused from circling your clit faster. His face was starting to turn red, sweat beading his forehead and eyes hooded. This break needed to come faster before he could get what he really wanted.

Your gummy walls clenching his digits one last time before you threw your head back and came all over his lap. Your chest heaved up and down while you road out your high.

“That concludes our meeting, thank you everyone for participating. Your now dismissed.” The boss said.

Zeke’s attention snapped right back to where it was when he asked you to sit on his face. Shutting his laptop before picking up your tired body and carrying you to the bed you shared. He unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up the sleeves before he laid down onto the bed beside you. “Now it’s time for my reward y/n. You can moan as loud as you want princess”. Stripping off your clothes you sad beside him.

His hand rubbing along your thigh before you crawled over to him, slinging your leg to the other side to be hovering over your face. “Please make me feel good Zeke” you panted. Still riled up from a few minutes ago. “Then take a seat” he grunted, locking his arms around your thighs and swiftly brining your core flush to his lips.

Zeke’s tongue flat against your cunt as he licked a stripe up before he went to just plunge it inside your entrance. His nose bumping perfectly on your clit, each moan of yours encouraging him to keep going. “Ah- Daddy. S-shit Zeke” you moaned out. His name never sounded so good to him until he heard you moan it.

He was so close to his own release just by the way your plush thighs squeezed at his head. He hummed on your clit making you jolt lightly allowing him to drag you down closer. “S-so close” you panted out. The only movement he let you have was when you’d move your hips for his tongue and nose to hit in all the right places. Your hands gripping at his hair while you threw your head back screaming out his name repeatedly. The knot in your stomach finally snapping as you came all over his face.

Lifting you up slightly his eyes met yours just before he lolied out his tongue once again licking up a stripe to catch your reaction. Your panting only turned him on more, and a quick hitch of your breathing when he licked. Zeke enjoyed how fucked out you were just on his mouth.

Stress was the last thing on his mind. All he could think about is how badly he wanted to fill up your cunt.

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Nsfw & Sfw audios

some audios of the aftons; william and micheal only.

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Nsfw ₊�� ;

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William afton;

₊୧ ; roommate william not being able to resist you

₊୧ ; you and william using the new bed nicely

₊୧ ; you missed your bus so william gives you a ride

₊୧ ; professor william catches you out of your dorm

₊୧ ; william jerking off in front of you

{ not much talking in this one }

₊๑ ; william comforts you

more william ones here

Micheal Afton;

₊๑ ; micheal helping you feel less insecure

₊๑ ; cuddling with micheal

₊୧ ; micheal punishes you for teasing him at work

₊୧ ; micheal found out that you get off to his voice

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A/N; i’ve never messed around with soundgasm, but i hoped that you liked these!

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[thebrokenmoon8]

i am unloveable?

i mean i tried my hardest to get over my fear of males because i want to be love but i am so broken my heart is tape and glue together but not with the strongest tape nor the strongest glue it falls apart as i push people away i just want to be love

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me too

I want to be in love so badly.

I want to be someone's everything

I want to be loved by a wonderful girl/nb

I want to be loved for all my faults

I want to feel safe with someone

I want to be her/their girlfriend

I want to be myself around someone

I want to fall asleep in their arms

I want peace

I want security

I want home

I want love

[thebrokenmoon8]

why

here i am a year after i was supposed to be done with high school in my last online class and all i think about is you why the fuck are you still in my mind leave i just want to be in love again

i just want to released the pain i feel.............

[thebrokenmoon8]

HI!!! I loved ur fred fic so may I request a possessive handsy fred weasley x reader??? Tysm!!

OFC! I love this! Possessive, Handsy & Jealous Fred Weasley x f!-reader. 18+ smut ahead. No house mentioned.

Word Count: 2.23k

Fred Weasley loved PDA, whether it be holding hands, hugging, or even making out between classes. He wanted it all. He needed people to know Y/n was his and only his.

The various markings he'd leave on her neck were usually enough to scare away anyone trying to make a move. Unless she wanted them to.

Y/n was mad at Fred. He and George decided it was a grand idea to go off and prank Filch. Typically this didn't bother her. Fred was a prankster, it was one of the things that attracted her to him, but they'd gotten caught and sent to a heavily watched detention, so Y/n had to spend their anniversary night alone.

So here she was the next night, across the room from him on a Friday night, laughing at a joke Marcus Flint had told.

She bit her lip, tilting her head sideways and smiling at the Slytherin boy, knowing exactly how to push each of Fred's buttons.

Fred's grip tightened around his red solo cup, his eyes going impossibly wide, jaw clenched so tightly the muscles twitched.

His blood boiled, eyes only seeing red at the sight of his girlfriend talking it up with Marcus Flint. Her hand was on his arm after he'd say something funny.

He harshly set his cup down, striding through crowds of students to get to her.

Y/n heard footsteps approaching her, and she smirked, turning her head just in time for Fred to reach her. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into him and away from Marcus.

"Hello, Flint," Fred said through gritted teeth, his fingers pressing into her hips, making Y/n softly smirk, backing herself into him.

"Weasley," Flint said back, his expression hardening, eyes flickering to Y/n, who smirked at him, mouthing 'thank you.'

Flint simply pursed his lips into a downturned smile, hands up defensively as he backed away.

Fred grabbed her wrist, pulling her through the party without another word. He dragged her up the stairs, ignoring her questioning.

Only when he pried open his dorm door and walked in, pinning her against the door, did he finally speak.

"You dirty fucking minx," He said lowly, hands on her hips, pressing her firmly into the door.

Y/n's lips twitched into a smirk. She lifted her chin, her eyes flickering over his hardened features.

"Well, I needed someone to talk to since you were so busy last night and this morning," She bit back, locking her jaw, rolling her tongue along her cheek.

Fred inhaled sharply, swallowing thickly, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

"You're mine, Y/n," He spoke sternly, one of his hands reaching up and gripping her jaw, the other snaking up her shirt, tracing over the skin.

"Really? So you decided to go off and get detention on our anniversary?" She said in a sickeningly sweet tone, hissing softly when he tightened his grip on her jaw.

Fred let out a dry laugh and shook his head, lowering his face, so they were at eye level, his pupils blown, dark with rage and lust.

"If you keep running your mouth like that, I'll make it scream," He said darkly. His knee went between her legs, forcefully spreading them apart. He pressed his thigh against her clothed cunt, making her breath hitch at the sensation.

"You think you can run around flirting with other men? I hope you know what you've just signed up for," He spoke, his hand going from her jaw to her throat, locking around it.

Y/n inhaled, her hand locking around his wrist, her eyes dancing with desire. She leaned forward, crashing their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss.

They kissed like they needed the other's lips to breathe, like if they didn't, the room would collapse atop them. Teeth clashed, lips bruised, tongues fought. It was pure, unfiltered want and anger.

Fred pressed his leg further into her, earning a soft whimper from her lips. He smirked, kissing down her jaw, making sure to leave marks.

"Freddie, people will see those," She breathed, gasping softly when he bit down on her neck.

"Let them see. At least then they'll know not to touch what's mine," He said against her skin, lifting his hand up her shirt to run his fingers over her clothed breasts.

He quickly snakes both hands around her back and under her thighs, hoisting her effortlessly into his arms.

He carried her to his bed, setting her down and hovering over her body, connecting their lips again.

Y/n fingers brushed along his neck and down his body, carefully undoing his shirt and assisting him in pulling it off.

Fred grabbed the top of her shirt with both hands, breaking open the fabric and sending buttons scattering.

"Fred, what the fuck?!" She said in anger and surprise. Fred simply rolled his eyes, pulling the rest of her shirt away from her skin and kissing her again.

"I'll buy you another," He says against her lips, making her huff annoyedly.

Fred unhooks her bra skillfully, throwing it off to be forgotten. He runs his hands over her body, groaning against her lips.

"This is mine to touch, only mine," He growls, kissing her harshly, hands massaging her breasts, kneading the sensitive skin.

Y/n gasped, knocking her head back as his lips trailed hickeys down her neck and to her boobs, whimpering lightly as he took one in his mouth.

"That's it, baby, make those noises for me," He said lowly, pinching her nipple and making her hiss from the slight pain.

Fred smirked, lowering himself and hooking his fingers in the waistband of her skirt, fingers brushing over her soft skin.

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut, swallowing her moans as Fred gradually pulled her skirt down her legs.

He hovered over her panties, his warm breath fanning the soaked and sensitive area. He traced his thumb over the fabric, pressing it against her clothed clit.

"So wet, and I haven't fucking touched you. Is this all from me, angel?"

Y/n tightened her jaw, fingers clenching the bedsheets as he carefully and knowingly teased her.

"No, Flint is-" She started to say, but Fred's teeth sunk into the skin of her inner thigh, making her groan in pain and pleasure.

"Don't lie to me, Y/n. Who made you this wet?" He asked again, eyes staring daggers into hers, fingers tightly gripping her thighs.

"Y-You did, Freddie," She whispered desperately. Her core was burning and aching for him. She needed him to touch her.

"That's what I thought," He sneered, hooking his fingers in her underwear and yanking them down her legs, exposing her soaked pussy on full display.

Fred almost drooled at the sight. Her perfect, pretty cunt splayed out just for him. It was only for him.

He lifted his thumb to her clit, slowly drawing circles on the bundle of throbbing nerves.

"Please, Freddie," She groaned, eyes squeezing shut from the taunting. She couldn't take much more.

Fred smirked, sliding his middle finger into her entrance, curling it upward to hit her g-spot.

Y/n whimpered quietly when he added a second finger. Her head was thrown back against her pillow, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

He lowered his mouth, replacing his thumb with his tongue. Enjoying her now heightened moans.

His fingers worked inside her while his tongue worked on her clit. Y/n's legs wrapped around his neck, trying to squeeze shut, but Fred just pried them back apart.

She could feel the knot in her core coiling, the pleasure that coursed through her veins made her eyes roll into her skull.

"That's it, baby," Fred hummed, curling his fingers upward and basking in her moans, his erection tenting in his pants.

Y/n felt her orgasm wash over her in waves, her back arching into the bed as Fred lapped up her release, still circling her overstimulated clit.

After he was satisfied with her whimpers, he raised himself back to hover over her, wrapping his hand around her throat and kissing her harshly.

Y/n groaned into the kiss, running her hands down his sides. Fred hissed in pain when her fingers brushed over his side, flinching back.

She immediately pulled back, craning her neck down to look at his side, eyes going wide in alarm

There was a semi-healed burn on his side that ran from the bottom of his ribs to about his v-line.

"Fred, holy shit, are you okay?" She said quickly, her expression laced with concern and worry.

"Don't worry about it," Fred mumbled, kissing her again, his hands hastily undoing his belt and unbuttoning his trousers.

"Fred-"

"I'm alright," He assured, kissing her jaw and brushing his fingers along her skin, earning soft whimpers from her lips.

Fred pulled his boxers down his legs, letting his erection tease to her entrance, the tip just barely sliding.

"Please, Fred," She begged, nails digging into his shoulders and back as he dragged out the moment.

Suddenly he pushes himself in with one sharp, quick thrust, making Y/n cry out.

The low groan that escapes Fred's lips is pure euphoria. The guttural sound was almost enough to make her cum on the spot.

"Oh fuck, that's it, love," He breathes into her neck, his hands on her hips as he starts thrusting.

The sounds of skin slapping, breathless moans, and beds creaking echoed throughout the room. If anyone was in the dorm next door, they would surely hear.

"Freddie," She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms hooking around his neck.

"That's right, angel, say my name, my name," He groaned lowly, hitting her g-spot with each thrust, the cries of pleasure from her lips enticing him more.

Y/n knocked her head back, tears pricked her eyes, and rolled down her cheeks.

The knot in her stomach was coiling tightly, her eyes rolled into her skull, and she arched herself further into him.

"Freddie, I'm close," She whimpered softly, lacing her fingers in his hair and gripping it tightly.

"Fuck, cum for me, angel," He breathed, fingers digging into her hips.

Those words were all it took to send her plummeting over the edge, her cries of pleasure echoing throughout the dorm.

Fred came seconds later, pulling out and letting his cum coat her stomach. His soft labored breathing and whimpers made her head spin.

"Maybe I should flirt with Flint more often," Y/n said through rapid breaths, making Fred lift his head and narrow his eyes at her.

"Just joking, love," Y/n spoke, grazing her fingers through his hair, brushing the stray strands back.

Fred shook his head with a slight smirk, lightly kissing her forehead before standing, pulling on his boxers, and heading into the bathroom for a towel.

"I'm sorry for flirting with Marcus. It was wrong. He knew it was to rile you up if that makes it better," Y/n said after she cleaned herself with the towel Fred brought her.

"It's alright. I ruined our anniversary," Fred said quietly, keeping his guilt-ridden eyes away from hers as he walked toward his dresser and grabbed out a pair of sweats and a red t-shirt.

He tossed her the shirt and pulled the sweats on, running a hand through his hair as he paced around the room.

After she clothed herself in her underwear and his shirt, Y/n stood up and walked over to Fred, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Hey, look at me," She whispered, removing one hand and raising it to his cheek, tilting his head toward her.

"I love you, and that's not going to change. I just wish you would've said something. You told me you were going to fix something up with George, and it would take twenty minutes, and then you get caught pranking Filch and turn up with a giant burn on your side. But I wouldn't be mad if you'd communicated with me. Why did you do it, Freddie?" She asked, taking his face in her hands.

Fred closed his eyes, leaning down and resting his forehead against hers. He sighed, swallowing thickly before backing out of her embrace and walking to his bed.

Y/n furrowed her brows and started to follow him, but he cut her off when he started speaking.

"We weren't pranking Filch," He started, making her freeze.

"George and I had been planning it for months. I wanted to surprise you, hence the lying. It was supposed to be fireworks, but Filch somehow found us, and a firework went haywire, slamming into him and exploding, causing all three of us to come out with a few burns. I'm sorry, I wanted to explain, but you were avoiding me after we got out of detention,"

The immense wave of guilt that crashed into Y/n felt like a tidal wave. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Her chest caved, and she felt tears prick her eyes.

"Fred, I'm so sorry," She said quietly, walking forward and wrapping her arms around him.

"I love you. I only love you, Fred," She said, pulling back to cradle his face in her hands.

Fred smiled, leaning down and kissing her passionately, his chest feeling warm.

She was his and only his.

Sorry this took so long. I've got a massive case of writer's block. If it isn't very good I apologize.

[thebrokenmoon8]

NSFW PORN LINKS ; wednesday edition

a/n: this does not include anyone from the cast of wednesday who are underage such as moosa (plays as eugene ottinger!). anyways, i hope u like this as much as i do >_< if there are any other characters u would like for me to do, lmk so i can make a pt 2!!!

☆ WEDNESDAY ADDAMS

wednesday eating u out >0<

riding wednesday like ur life depends on it!!!

wednesday teasing you :(

the both of u kissing intimately, so cuteee

★ ENID SINCLAIR

vibrator on both of ur clits bc it feels so fucking good!!!

double sided dildo to please each other ^ ^

what enid sent u while u were away

fucking after class (^O^) ♥︎

☆ AJAX PETROPOLUS

ajax fingering you in the car!!!

propping up your leg to let ajax fuck into you >_<

riding ajax in public, hoping u 2 don’t get caught

ajax just loves fucking into u ♥︎

★ XAVIER THORPE

first time w temperature play!!

sloppy kisses w xav as he plays with ur tits :0

xavier’s cum spilling out of you

kisses are his favorite thing to do with you ^_^

☆ BIANCA BARCLAY

what bianca sends u when she’s needy for u :(

playing with bianca’s pussy!!! so cuteee

using her pretty face to cum ^0^

when she’s needy for u pt2 hehe

★ ROWAN LASLOW

riding touchy!rowan o(>ω<)o

riding rowan’s pretty face!!!

making out with u is his fav to do :(

playing with his flushed cock ^_^

[thebrokenmoon8]

ah i love this show so fucking much

Simon got used to everyone telling him to be with Marcus and move on that he was expecting Sara to do the same. 🥺

[thebrokenmoon8]

"yeah, we're in love. keep scrolling"

[thebrokenmoon8]

wille threatening to take down the monarchy because he saw simon doing karaoke with another man will never not be funny to me

[thebrokenmoon8]

Simon got used to everyone telling him to be with Marcus and move on that he was expecting Sara to do the same. 🥺

[thebrokenmoon8]

I'm really glad we got to see the side of the queen where she tries to understand and support Wille despite everything that's happened because he's her son after all. She telling Wille that they love him just they way he is, it's something Wille really needed to hear.

[thebrokenmoon8]

young royal is a mood af

i want a relationship like yr but without the drama lol

[thebrokenmoon8]

Nice.