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the things I would let juju, rayah, paige, nika, azzi, kk, ice, dominique, emily, diana, jana, kiki, ayanna, jada, aubrey, kennedy, avery, kayleigh, aaliyah, maila do to me are so crazy

my legs have been spread open

pretty little thing

જ⁀➴ park seonghwa x fem!reader

❝you knew there must be another side to him. one with needs and wants and hidden desires. you couldn't help but wonder what that side might look like.❞

wc; 2.4k

cw; mdni, nerd!seonghwa, college au, SMUT, first time together, established relationship, soft dom hwa, thigh riding, slight praise kink, dacryphila, unprotected sex, overuse of pet names, hwa in glasses (a warning of its own)

notes; i hope you all enjoy♡

🎧 all mine by plaza + hrs & hrs by muni long

When you first met Park Seonghwa, you hadn't thought much of him. Other than he was devastatingly beautiful, with the kind of smile you'd expect sweet woodland creatures to flock to and a soft spoken voice that matched absolutely everything else about him. His long wavy hair curling onto his reddened cheeks and big round eyes, and his perfectly color coordinated attire. The only thing that even could possibly take away from it all were the large black rimmed glasses he wore everyday. Too big for his face, really, with the way they were constantly slipping down his nose.

They were just as clumsy as the rest of his endearingly awkward demeanor. His sheepish half smiles when you complimented his outfits and stuttered apologies after accidentally bumping into you in the halls. Everything about Seonghwa was exactly that. Endearing.

So sweet your teeth physically hurt. So cute, a constant smile remained on your face even hours after your shared elective class ended. You felt yourself fall rather quickly for the shy, darling film studies major. Enamored by his ramblings about the Star Wars franchise over lunch and the animal crossing stickers decorating his laptop case.

He wasn't the type you'd normally go for, not at all. He couldn't be more different, really. Seonghwa looked like a doll in comparison to the almost rugged quality of your previous exes. Where they were rough edges and blatant arrogance, he was all kind eyes and soft lines. Tender and pure and all things good in the world.

You didn't dare let yourself believe you had him fully figured out - it was much to early to say that exactly - but you felt you had a pretty good idea. Especially after you ended up being the one to ask him out, following his many failed attempts at getting the words out for himself. Only to then end up helping him recollect the folders he had dropped in surprise at your offer as he struggled out a flustered and enthusiastic yes.

You knew there must be something more to him. Not in a bad way by any means - in the time you'd come to know Seonghwa, you'd come to trust that a bad bone didn’t exist inside his body. But more so, another side to him. One with needs and wants and hidden desires. You couldn't help but wonder what that side might look like.

You caught a glimpse, eventually. On a night your dinner plans ran later than usual as you two sat under the setting sun hours after your plates had been cleared, eventually having to be run off by the workers who needed to close up shop. The night still didn't end for you two even then, and somehow you wound up in the backseat of Seonghwa's car, straddling his lap as you kissed each other with a ferocity that seemed to have come out of nowhere.

Seonghwa had started it, a short staring match that led to him kissing you with a fever you hadn't expected him to possess. With it came his hands wandering the expanse of your torso, touching and squeezing like at any minute you could disappear from his grasp. You certainly don't plan on it, but after a while you do have to pull back to catch your breath.

While your chest is heaving, you catch sight of it. A certain fire in Seonghwa's eyes that wasn't there only moments ago. His gaze on you feels scolding hot as he trails his eyes over you, appearing much like a starved man ready to dive in. He doesn't, that night at least. He suggests you both turn in for the day and continue this another time. You pout, and he laughs and kisses it away, but stands by his word.

You gather that Seonghwa didn't want your first time together to be in his car, of all places, so you offer a weekend movie night as a sort of compromise. He agrees with a knowing smile.

It doesn't last long. You can't focus on whatever classic romance film Seonghwa picked out, even if any other time you would've gladly listen to his thoughts and critics about the storyline. Today, you only have one thing on your mind, and it appears Seonghwa does to.

It doesn't take very long to wind up with your pants discarded on the floor, Seonghwa's hands holding either side of your hips as you pathetically rut against the fabric of his jeans with a desperation you've never quite felt before.

He's still the same Seonghwa. Dressed to the nines even on such a causal hangout with you, although his newspaper boy hat has since been removed in your haste to run your fingers through his hair only moments ago. His same, unruly raven locks are now framing his face in a way that shouldn't be as flattering of a picture as it is.

It's the same Seonghwa, with the same oversized, black rimmed glasses currently sliding down his face. Your heart almost physically aches from wanting so bad to reach out and push them back up his nose bridge.

"Pretty baby," he coos, a feather like touch dragging along your jaw. Seonghwa loved calling you that. Pretty. "You could probably come just like this, hmm? You'd love it, too, wouldn't you?"

The movie he'd put on earlier is still running behind you. It had barley started before you found yourself in this exact position. Seonghwa's hardly even done anything, but your mind is almost drifting from you as your struggle to register his questions, and the verbal response you realize he's expecting.

"Y-yes," you manage, only to hope like hell it's enough.

No praise, just a nod, but he doesn't click his tongue either. You whine high in your throat. Barely enough.

"Show me then, pretty," he instructs so casually. "Come for me, just like this."

The demand causes a swoop in your lower stomach, lurching you embarrassingly closer to that high your so desperately chasing. You can't bring your hips to slow down, but you have to let him know what you actually want.

"But-but," you start, already feeling your eyes going damp. It should be embarrassing that Seonghwa could so easily bring you to tears without ever lifting a finger. "I want you... inside. When I cum."

Seonghwa nods slowly, his saccharine smile now seeming almost mocking, "I'll give you what you want, angel. I'm not done with you yet."

At that, it doesn't take more than a few more seconds for your hips to stutter as your climax crashes down on you. You ride out your high in slow motions that are almost entirely helped by his hold on your hips. Even as your movements stop, his doesn't, and you whimper from the sensitivity of your core against his now thoroughly soaked pants.

"Sorry," you mutter a little sadly, once you’re grounded slightly back to Earth. "About your pants."

Seonghwa laughs lowly, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips, "You're okay, baby. Don't apologize."

You're sure you are already red in the face, your cheeks tingling from the heat and your unsteady breathing but the way he's staring up at you certainly doesn't help your case in the slightest.

He brings one hand up to cup your face, pulling you down to meet his soft lips. The taste of his usual strawberry lip balm still remains, despite all the kissing you've done earlier in the night. You had no reason not to believe Seonghwa didn't constantly smell of fresh fruit and vanilla. A fatal combo that caused a painful twist in your chest - he was always so sweet, even like this. Bright shining eyes glazed over with a certain haze that still didn't take at all away from his usual gentle touches and adoring words.

"Lay down for me," he directs when you pull away, his soft breath fanning over your bottom lip.

Like it's your only calling, you scramble to follow his orders. Nearly falling off his lap and onto the floor entirely in your haste. He, in contrast, moves much slower. Taking his absolute time on every button of his shirt while his intense watch on you never wavers.

Before entirely undressing himself, he helps you remove your ruined panties and finishes pulling your crinkled shirt over your head. You lay bare in front of his approving gaze as he rakes up and down your figure, back to your face and back down again.

"Pretty little thing," he mumbles, his voice sounding impossibly deeper to your love stricken ears. He runs an open palm down the expanse of your side. "All mine."

You nod, so quick you're positive your hair is nothing more than a mess sprayed across the cushions. Seonghwa grins at your eagerness and rewards you by moving his hand to cup your core.

It's a light touch, hardly any pressure applied at all, but you simply can't help the moan that leaves you. From the sensitivity and the bone deep craving for his touch that you haven't felt where you truly needed it until now.

His thumb makes lazy circles of your clit as he watches your every expression with keen interest. You wonder if it shows on your face just how hard your fighting not to buck up into his touch to seek even more friction. Take what he gives you, you tell yourself. As quickly as Seonghwa could bring you pleasure, he could just as easily take it away.

He easily slips one finger into you, and a second after only a few lone pumps of his hand. You hold his stare with some difficulty as the pleasure builds, that same ball of heat beginning to build within you.

Then just like that, he takes it away. You could almost cry, but you realize what's coming.

"Please," you beg, despite knowing you don't really have to. Maybe you're just hoping to break his resolve as much as he's completely destroyed yours - make him as rushed and desperate as you feel right now.

Seonghwa shushes you softly, rubbing the inside of your thigh, "I got you, pretty."

You all but melt, trusting and believing his words with a baited breath. It still feels like forever until he's dragging the head of his cock along your folds. You squirm despite yourself, craving for absolutely anything more, and he finally gives in.

The stretch is pleasant, overwhelming in the best way possible. Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as he takes his absolute time. Your torn between relishing in the feeling and begging him to hurry up.

You decide on neither before he's entirely bottomed out, and he keeps himself there while you adjust to the feeling. Your mouth opening and closing with no sensible words coming to mind.

"How do you feel, pretty?" He asks, sounding completely put together and collected and everything you're not at the moment.

"Good. Full," you eventually say, the words sounding broken to even your own ears. You've never been so turned on in your life. "You can move."

He studies your expression for another passing moment, "You're sure?"

You nod, and the first sign of his resolve crumbles. His props his arms up by either side of your head as he begins fucking into you, a languid pace that you can't tell is for your sake or by his choice. You lean towards the latter, as all too soon you realize it's not enough.

"More, please," you tell him, your hands finding purchase on his shoulders. "Faster."

Seonghwa's gaze lifts up to study your face, a half smirk playing on his lips, "What, am I not giving my baby enough now?"

You would have never thought after your first meeting with Seonghwa that he would have such a mouth on him. That you would ever be on the receiving end of his desire, much less, or that it would look at all like this.

"Please, Hwa," you all but beg, feeling the first tear slip down your face.

Seonghwa cooes, bringing one of his hands to delicately wipe at your cheek. He looks so pleased, his own breathing even-keeled much unlike your own.

He hums in mock thought, "Okay, love. If you're sure."

Almost too quickly, Seonghwa switches to pounding into you at a surprising pace. Your jaw falls open in a cut off gasp while Seonghwa finally starts letting sounds of pleasure fall from his own mouth.

Unable to bare having him so close yet not close enough for a moment longer, you pull him down until your chests are flush against one another. Slipping your fingers through his hair, you use the newfound hold to bring your lips together messily. As if trying to match his hurry, you kiss him absolutely breathless, until his chest is heaving nearly as much as yours.

Seonghwa is the first to pull away this time, refusing to travel far and he keeps his forehead pressed against yours. Already, you feel another climax building up in you, and you know you won't last much longer.

"Close," you manage between moans and gasps, his pace unforgiving and filling you up just right.

He nods against you, his free hand coming up to guide your lips to his for another brief peck, "I got you, pretty. Let go for me."

It really doesn't take much more than that. Still, Seonghwa brings his fingers down to rub at your clit, the overwhelming sensation nearly causing you to jerk away from his touch. Your high crashes down on you in mere seconds, and you imagine Seonghwa's must follow quickly suit, as a strangled groan falls from his lips in tandem above you.

You catch your breath for a moment, reeling a bit from having possibly the most intense orgasm of your life. Eventually you recognize the feeling of gentle kisses being left all over your face when two are pressed over your closed eyelids. You blink them open, coming to meet Seonghwa's glowing grin first thing.

"There's my pretty girl," he practically whispers. You feel like you could cry all over again, but now for an entirely different reason. "Was that... okay?"

The same Seonghwa, with a thoughtful crease between his brows and his glasses slipping down his face once more. This time, you don't hesitate. You bring your arm up to push the bridge up his nose, leaving your hand there to cup the side of his face. Your Seonghwa is all the same.

"Perfect, Hwa," you assure him, beaming back just as brightly. “You were perfect.”

(Regarding the last anon message) Is nonny finally admitting Bre isn’t actually dead and they were just pretending to for whatever selfish reason they have?

No clue🤷🏾‍♀️

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𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚔𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚜, 𝚔-𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚂𝚆𝙵𝟸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜.

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚖. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞! <𝟹

𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗!

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.

♡ 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐋𝐞𝐞

° 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝙸𝙲 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂

◌ 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚊𝚖 𝚁𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗. 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍.

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑳𝑬, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑲𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑵 𝑫𝑶𝑫𝑮𝑬𝑵

◌ 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

"𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎."

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑮!𝑷 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 ° 𝟐. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

" 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌."

" 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌."

~ 𝙺𝚎𝚑𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒 - 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑮!𝑷 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

° 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

◌ .......𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞? (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯!𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑺𝑼𝑩!𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝.....𝙷𝙴𝚁.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑷𝑳𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑰𝒁𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎.

𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑻, 𝑵𝑨𝑰𝑽𝑬, 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑫𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳!𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨

◌ 𝐀𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫.

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚡.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑺𝑼𝑩!𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑫𝑶𝑴!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎.

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑷 𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹!𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐈𝐭.

𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑯𝑶𝑾𝑳

◌ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊.

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑷𝑳𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑰𝒁𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤... 𝐈 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩.

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑮!𝑷 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞.

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜.

𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑮!𝑷 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑩𝑼𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐦. (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

"𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖." "𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍." "𝚄𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝." "𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚖." ~ 𝙳𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 - 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑱𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞.

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎."

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗."

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎."

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐."

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎."

~ 𝙹𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚒𝚔𝚘 - 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 (𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎)

𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑮!𝑷 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖) (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

"𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝."

"𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐."

"𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍."

~ 𝙺𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚍𝚎 - 𝚄𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑷𝑳𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑰𝒁𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭. (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

"𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐."

"𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗."

"𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎?"

~ 𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙷𝙽 - 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚞n𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗.

° 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂

◌ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲.

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝?

𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑳𝑬𝑬 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

♡ 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

° 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

◌ .......𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞? (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾, 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯!𝑩𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝒙 𝑺𝑼𝑩!𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

◌ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬.

" 𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜."

"𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛."

"𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕."

~ 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎𝚢 - 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻, 𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

♡ 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐡

° 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬. (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

“stretch you out”

you wanted to make it work. he was trying and while you knew you deserved better, you stayed because it was easier than starting over and over all the time.

the problem was that your rival and childhood crush was always around for you. despite the constant arguing and fighting, he always seemed to pull through just for you.

it was clear that he liked you just as much as you liked him but this, whatever it was, was easier than admitting your feelings. it worked for now and that’s all you needed.

“this pussy belongs to me baby” he grins, slapping your ass with every hard thrust, “all fucking mine”

“yeah” you moan, gripping the sheets so hard that it ripped, “it’s yours”

“that’s my girl” he smirks, pulling his cock all the way out just to spit on your pussy. you were already so wet and sensitive and he knew he never needed the extra lubricant but he loved making you feel dirty.

“bet he can’t make you feel this good, can he?” he asks but he knows you’re too far gone to answer him.

not that he cares, he knows you belong to him.

|| eren, floch, suna, atsumu, dabi, chrollo

It's probably the worst game of her life for scoring. Her team can't communicate. She did ALL the work (with some help from Cardoso, at least). A flagrant foul from the worst possible person led to racial slurs being hurled at her (picked up on video, so they can't deny it anymore), all while the MAGA influencer who has been harassing her for years was sitting courtside.

And STILL she made history and broke records. STILL got her double-double. They can twist the narrative all they want. They can't make me hate her for being her. She's a good person. A good player. A good teammate.

The rest is noise. Just play your game, Angel.

Like she just accidentally stepped ok a puppy's tail, absolutely distraught😭

she takes every foul so personal like someone insulted her 💀

Your a faggot kill ur elf

the fuck did my elf do