yall are making it awful for writers, ruining absolutely everything.

some of you are just fixated on me, what the fuck did I even do to begin with?? just give me a reason? i really wanna know what I did wrong. like lowkey when has my face ever had anything to do with this?

the proliferation of confession accounts is just ruining everything, these people are allowing you guys to have a space to share your hatred. People who in private will be all kind and sweet :

and then make space for these people to drag other writers.

people are just seeing other people agree with them & joining the hate train with no valid reason.

man i’m tired, i don’t even wanna write anymore, bc as many times as i block accounts yall just keep coming back.

please read this.

people have deactivated their account and completely disappeared. Please stop thinking this is okay, i haven’t even done anything to you. i’m just here being sweet with everyone, interacting and everything. i’m in the motherfucking hospital trying to have a good time on here, to share my writing, to be kind and spread love or whatever, if this is the same discourse of “she uses AI” just give me a break, i’ve already addressed the situation, i didn’t see ONE OF YOU you come to my inbox asking for the footage of me writing my fics yall just don’t gaf this is just a reason to hate on someone & this has never been about the ai

im exhausted im here writing about my biggest traumas, hoping i reach people, and yall just bully me all day long. As a person who’s trying to heal, do you know how hurtful it is to hear that my work is made by a machine? Why would I need to rely on a machine to write about things that hurt me deeply and that have ruined my life?

magnetic ݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆

in which, heeseung wants u to sit on his face ִֶָ🪽་༘. MDNI

cw: oral (f.rec), face sitting, nose riding, overstimulation.

‘do you wanna ride it?’

you freeze mid-gesture, eyes rolling to the back of your head. ‘what the fuck? no! I’ll literally kill you’

you didn’t think complimenting your boyfriends absolute perfect of a nose would get you where you are now; half naked with only a shirt on, both legs caging each side of his head, and settled right on top of his face.

even though you were super nervous—not ready to suffocate and potentially end heeseung’s life, you eventually surrendered and agreed to grant his wish.

and heeseung? he couldn’t give less of a fuck if his heart stopped beating. he would gladly allow you to kill him if it meant he gets to die buried in the place he loves most: deep inside your hot cunt with your fluids dripping off of his chin.

however, heeseung was getting way too impatient, he needed you on top of him as soon as possible. and so, his fingers pressed deeper into your hips — definitely leaving a mark, and pulls you hard. the immediate touch of his warm tongue skimming against your entrance made you shiver.

his disgustingly sharp nose bumping against your sensitive clit was just the cherry on top. the overwhelming sensations caused your whole body to heat up in a mysterious sense of urgency.

but you had no where to go, not with heeseung’s hands keeping you still and spread. ‘wait- it’s- it’s too much’

heeseung curls his tongue further at your words, his lips sucking harder till he can’t help but let out a soft moan himself. the heavy knot in your lower stomach immediately snaps when heeseung pushes you further up till his nose grazes your aching entrance.

but he doesn’t stop there, no he doesn’t. in fact, he pulls you down harder, further burying himself till an uncontrollable amount of moans filled with a mix of pain and pleasure spill out of your mouth. his whole face entirely covered in your mess—a sticky, creamy, substance leaking across his mouth.

your own heart starts racing too. . . so loud that you're guaranteed that heeseung can hear it too. your poor chest is burning in overstimulation.

heeseung was painfully hard, he was almost certain he could cum untouched like this—it was like a weird twisted fucking demon had taken over him, he just couldn’t get enough of you.

and once you weakly cum for the nth time of the night, heeseung finally releases you from his hold. both of you heavily breathing while he lets out a couple of choked coughs.

‘oh my god, we should do that everyday!’ heeseung turns to look up at you, his soft, brown bambi eyes glistening with lust.

jellyous ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱

in which jake wants to use his tongue piercing on u ִֶָ🪽་༘

content warning: oral (f.rec), overstimulation, smut mdni.

‘well, do you like it?’ jake sticks his tongue out,

you slowly raise your fingers to skim against the cold metal, looking up to meet your boyfriends eyes.

you nod cheerfully, ‘yeah! it’s cute’

jake’s—equally as freezing hands—slide up against your warm arms, pushing you down to the bed gradually.

‘then… should we test it out?’

you don’t have time to respond before jake reaches for the waistband of your shorts, pulling them off swiftly.

he meets your eyes with his own, noticing your hesitant nod. he briskly removes your panties, his mouth practically drooling at the sight. the slight touch of his lips onto your hypersensitive clit was enough to make your legs jolt.

jake’s hands reaches up to your inner thighs, spreading them further with his palm. you can’t help but let out a whimper at the chilling metal intertwining with your puffy folds.

‘stay still for me baby, okay?’

you answer him by threading your fingers in between his soft, messy hair—causing him to hum straight into your clit, a gentle moan escaping your throat at the vibrations.

his tongue dips into your entrance before frustratingly moving back up, the tongue piercing adding an extra layer of pleasure overwhelming your senses. the moans spilling out your mouth were uncontrollable now, the heavy dam in your lower stomach threatening to burst at any moment.

as soon as the cold metal and his warm tongue thrusted inside of you, the knot immediately snapped—creaming his mouth.

jake doesn’t stop though, he uses your stickiness to suck harder.

despite your protests, he continues to abuse your sweet spot with his tongue. the sounds leaving your mouth were pathetic, the stiff metal adding even more stimulation — it was just enough for the weak knot break once again.

jake finally releases his mouth off of you, his chin covered in your fluids. he licks his lips lightly before pushing himself up. he bashes his lips onto yours, leftovers of spit and arousal dripping down your throat.

‘i think you really like it’ jake giggles before gliding his hand down to your stomach, clearly not satisfied yet.

heyy is there gonna come an ”the morning” part three or no?🫪