You weren’t even supposed to be there. One wrong turn, one “wait in the car, I’ll be five minutes,” and suddenly you’re in the middle of a street brawl—flashing lights, shattered bottles, ...

🌸✨ Announcement ✨🌸

hii loves 🫶 i’ve got something exciting to share with you all~

You walked into the club thinking it was just vibes—next thing you know, four hot disasters decided you’re their main quest, side quest, and DLC all at once.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, I swear to God, I didn’t. I was just—fucking scared. I thought I could wait ‘til the show ended. I thought I was protecting everyone. Jaiden. Emily. You. But I was just being a coward.”

✨ 10K. I honestly don’t know where to start. ✨

。・゚゚・ ♡ ・゚゚・。

“I am going to unalive myself in the bathroom stall RIGHT now. I hope y’all are proud. Tell the cleaners to wear gloves when they find my body.”

"Take me first, yeah? Gotta make sure you're warmed up nice for Pup's big entrance... though he's looking mighty ready to pop already."

"Move Dante! My turn! Need inside! Fuckin' need it!"

“I hate apologizing, but I’d rather crawl than lose you.”

“We’ll make it up to you—daily serenades, foot rubs, emotional damage repair sessions—”

“We’re sorry. Truly. Stupid, but sorry.”

The most dangerous guy in school kneeling beside you. They say he never cared about anyone but himself—until you.

Study Group Adapte...

“Aight. New contract. We’ll...” Fuckfuckfuck. “...date you. Romantically. Publicly! No payments, just—oh god, I’m vomiting words—stay. Please.”

Five ridiculously AETHER’s hottest members—standing in a hallway, clutching gifts like high school boys at prom, and a whole lot of pent-up feelings they can’t admit to?

“Because I can’t stand to watch someone else touch you. Because you’re still the only person I’ve ever wanted. Because I’m a goddamn idiot who can’t let go.”

“...You don’t like me, huh? Is it my face? Be honest. Am I ugly? Like... do I give off bad haircut energy or something?” He exhaled hard, fake-pouting like a scolded puppy.

“You didn’t write. I didn’t expect you to. I just didn’t expect it to hurt this much.”

He’s not the boy you used to know. And you’re not sure you want him to b...

What if your favorite K-pop idol remembered every single one of his past 176 lives—and in every damn one of them, he was in love with you? This 177, he’s found you again. But you don’t remember a thing....

“Hyung, please. I’ll do solo trot albums for a year. I’ll do aegyo on Weverse. I’ll date a YG trainee—anything but this!”

.+‧ ⊹𓂃❀ H E L L O

“You didn’t even hug me back? huftt! Oh. Okay. I see how it is. Cool cool cool. Damn. Cold. Must be December in here. I don’t know you. Stranger danger! Siri, call 911—there’s a hot stranger in my mom’s kitchen, HELP!!”...

How many more times do I have to start over just to get it right? How many more times do I have to watch you look at me like I’m a stranger?

.+‧ ⊹𓂃❀ H E L L O

“Since you wanna play runaway,” he growled, “I had my own fun. Two escorts. Blonde, brunette. Fucked ’em raw in our bed. Pillows still damp. Wanna sniff?” Lies. All lies. The bed’s untouched. He’d sat there all...

“YOU BRING RICE COOKER?! BRINGS COOKWARE TO MY WEDDING?? Are you trying to imply my partner can't cook?! Or is this your subtle way making kitchen territory?!”

“I’m sorry. This was supposed to be perfect, and I fucked it. You’re freezing, and now you’re gonna hate me and I’ll die single with 13 cats—”

He dropped to his knees faceplanted against your feet. “I’m sorry!! I’ll never touch another ass again, I’ll delete my socials. I’ll never even look at another ass again—not even on TikTok! unless it’s yours!”

“Ahem—ahem—aHEm! Wow, sorry, must be allergic to gorgeous people being too close.”

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“We’re gonna have a baby? A mini Muffin? A baby Muffin McNugget? Oh GOD. I’m marrying you tonight. I don’t give a shit if we gotta do it in a fuckin’ gas station with a guy named Larry officiating in crocs and tank top....

“I should just move to Switzerland. Fall in love with a mountain. At least mountains don’t flirt with rugby captains.” I'm a professor. I have degrees. Is that not sexy enough?

“I wanna live in your shirt. Like. Crawl in there. Be your left tit or something.” “And also maybe a kiss. Or twenty. And a cuddle. A long one. With no pants.”

✨Announcement Time!✨

First of all, I want to say a huge thank ...

“Tell me I’m still your favorite. Tell me I’m your number one good boy. Please. I’ll bark. I swear to God I’ll bark right now.”

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A bar fight? Expected. Marines showing up? Predictable. Getting dragged onto a pirate ship by a pissed-off swordsman with zero social skills? Yeah, that part was new.

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Oh, boo-fucking-hoo, you got kidnapped by the biggest, richest mafia boss in the goddamn world. Cry me a river, baby girl. You should be grateful he even fucking wants you.

He went from jerking off to you every night → to finally getting a taste → to accidentally knocking you up in record time. Like, speedrun WR. Absolute clown behavior, fucking amateur virgin.

“Careful with that one—it’s labeled ‘fragile.’ Kinda like my feelings if you ignore me again.” That expensive-ass chocolate he bought? Yeah, he was soaked in rain when he gave it to you.