mirrored mind

A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world. Everyone you meet is your mirror.
—  Ken Keyes
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I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see.
I see things that can be fixed and things that can be hidden.
But I have no energy, I don’t have enough strength to change those things.
So I’m going to keep looking at this mirror hoping that one day, things might change.

But I know they won’t.

—  They won’t
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Younger vs. older Poirot

Curtain? What Curtain? Instead of a lonely old man dyeing his hair black, how about a silverfoxy elderly version of our beloved detective? My own personal headcanon. :)

“magnus, can i ask you—”

the loft had been quiet for hours, silence heavy between flickering candles and those shelves of neatly lined up ingredients. every room was still in the early afternoon light, the sun just starting to think about dipping towards the horizon. or everything had been still until the front door opened. magnus heard it from the bedroom where he was carefully buttoning up his shirt but he didn’t think much of it, considering the wards only let through a handful of people. he had spent the morning finalizing potions and carefully restocking ingredients, but the rest of the day would be house calls, wards to fortify and helping someone with a rather pesky hellhound. for all of that, a different shirt was needed.

he was almost at the top button, appraising himself in the mirror, although his mind was on anything but his appearance. he was running over the spells he’d need for the wards and thinking about asking catarina when she wanted to have dinner next when alec’s voice cut through the silence and straight through his thoughts. he glanced up in the mirror, staring at alec’s reflection and instantly his brows pulled together.

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Hi. My name was Sarah. Was? You heard right. You may not know me by that name, but I can tell you many do. I might know you, and you think you might know me from social medias or classes or passes in halls but the truth is that that is a lie.


Hi. My name is Transgender. What is transgender? Transgender, adjective: “Noting or relating to a person whose gender identity does not correspond to that person’s biological sex assigned at birth”. It’s the realization that I now have the word that acts as a glue for all of my questions, my musings, my thoughts floating in a void known as the internet asking “Am I broken?” and “What is wrong with me?” and giving them a rope to tether them to the ground.


Hi. My name is Dysphoria. Dysphoria. It’s a mirror that follows me, a mirror that does not require a reflection, but I still see myself in it in the forefront of my mind. I can see it, even feel it - it whispers in my ear, a little reminder almost like an alarm that goes off the moment I feel comfortable in my own skin. It says “Wow, you’re hardly passing today!” and “That shirt can clearly show your chest!” and YOUR FACE IS TOO FAT AND YOUR WAIST IS TOO CURVY AND YOUR VOICE IS TOO HIGH, AND, AND, AND -


Hi. My name is Chest Binder. A binder is one of the only reasons I feel comfortable most days, which I strange because this constricting tank top is one of the most uncomfortable things I’ve ever worn in my life. Wear it too long, ribs can bruise, even break - too little and you feel like you need ten more layers just to hide the visual that yes, my body doesn’t match my name and pronouns. It can be so dangerous just to squish too pieces of fat to your body for safely as high as eight hours a day - sometimes 12 on a bad day - just to come home, rip off the proverbial Band-Aid and stare at yourself in that aforementioned mind mirror and wonder, “Did anyone notice today on the street? Did they care?”.


Hi. My name is Pronouns. Let’s take a second away from this one actually - did you know the gender binary doesn’t exist? The gender binary is a system that says yes, this part is equal to that sex is equal to that gender is equal to those toys and those clothes and that appearance and this and that and this and - yes. It gets confusing unless you live by it and identify by it since the day you were born. But pronouns are one of those categories. Me? I use he/him and they/them. It’s okay to get tripped up, as long as you are actively trying to use them but the moment you just stop caring is a punch to the stomach that bruises and never heals cause it says, “You know what? Your comfort and preferred part of the binary that I live by as well is an inconvenience to me.” And of course, there is outside the binary and around the binary and under the binary - but I won’t get into that. This isn’t a Psych lesson.


Hi. My name is Bathrooms and HB2. Hi. My name is Top Surgery. Hi. My name is Testosterone. Hi. My name is Crying and Packing and Expensive As Hell and Being Told I Am Nothing and I’m Really Fucking Scared Of Bigots.


But those aren’t my names. That’s my life. Hi. My name is Alexander. Let me reintroduce myself.

—  An essay/prose that I decided to write.
BTS Reacts - You Getting Very Sick For The First Time

Min Yoongi: He walks into the room with bags full of groceries, not realizing that you’re sitting in the living room. You silently watch as Yoongi unloads several plastic containers full of cooked food and fresh vegetables, unlike anything you’ve seen before. You weakly shift your body into a seated position, groaning in pain from the aching joints caused by your severe flu. He thought nothing of the first time you admitted your symptoms to him, dismissing it as a mild illness, but you had gotten progressively worse since - he’s already brought you to the doctor, and he definitely regrets not taking you sooner. He hasn’t seen you so ill before; he is more worried about you than he lets on, especially since the inaction on his part was guilt-tripping him. He’s taken the week off from work, just to do all he can for you. Regardless of his reserved nature, Min Yoongi always looks out for the people that he loves, and you’re number one on that list. When you make a fuss about him buying such expensive super-foods, he looks up at you penitently and tells you:

“Babe, just eat, okay? I just don’t like seeing you like this. You’ll recover quickly if you eat well.”

Jung Hoseok: You’re lying in bed, eyes half-open as you strive to make out what you’re watching on television. Hobi notices your unease right away; sitting by your bedside with his hands framed around your own. He can tell that you’re feverish from just holding your hand, but he gingerly sets his palm on your forehead for good measure – you’re burning up. You rub your eyes; watery from the heat. For the split moment that you can’t see Hoseok’s expression, his eyes become imbued with utmost worry. He can’t seem to take his mind off you, especially when he’s away. All he does lately is wonder if you’ve taken your meds, or if you’ve been getting enough sleep. Hobi truly does want to spend a couple nights at yours to take care of you, but he’s always getting pulled away by his jam-packed schedule. When you open your eyes, all you see is a radiant, optimistic grin from him. Until you ride this bug out, Hoseok would keep doing whatever he can to keep the beautiful smile on your face. He fronts a positive attitude, winking at you while sticking his tongue out.

“You can do it, jagi. I believe in you; you’re going to kick this fever in the ass!”

Kim Taehyung: You phoned Taehyung, telling him that you wouldn’t be able to make it for your date - which results in him deciding that you’ll have your date with him at home instead. When he drops by, the sight of you so sickly perturbs him. His expertise as an actor falls through his grasp - you can easily tell he’s trying to hold back his concern. Tae has never had to properly look after someone before, especially by himself - the boys around the dorm usually have it together when they fell ill. He doesn’t want to burden you with the worries of his own, so when he gets the urge to ask how you’re holding up, he purses his lips and stays quiet. He doesn’t want you to nitpick at your illness and spend every second thinking about it; he wants you to feel like you’re still on a regular date with him. The two of you are sitting by the window of your room, when you spot him constantly returning to the screen of his phone, distracted by something on it. When you ask him about it, he throws an unassuming smile your way, tearing his gaze away from his phone.

“Ah, it’s nothing, jagi. I’m just texting my grandma to see if she knows any good home remedies for you.”

Jeon Jungkook: Kook has seen you sick before, but no where near this level of weakness. When he takes you for a visit to a clinic, he sits beside you, thumbing at his own fingers in apprehension, waiting for the doctor’s diagnosis - the fever on you is from heat exhaustion. You convince your boyfriend that the illness will pass, it’s harsh but it’s nothing grave, so he is able to collect himself after hearing the vote of assurance in your voice. He knows there will be days when you’re not at your best, but having to actually experience those moments agonizes him. You’re always in top form when you’re with him, and just being around you contributes to his usual, spirited character - so, when you appear to be at your lowest, he mirrors your frame of mind, too. Jungkook tries to smile through his uncertainty, but he’s quick to check in on you every so often, catering to your every need when you haven’t even fathomed it yet. He seats you down on the couch, resting himself on the coffee table before you, examining your body language to see if you’re in pain.

“How are you feeling, baby? Do you need me to get you an ice pack? I’m right here, so just count on me, okay?”

Kim Namjoon: He firmly believes that you’ll recover in no time. Sure, he’s worried to watch you this sickly, but he knows there’s no use sitting on it and wishing for a speedy recovery, when he’s able-bodied enough to make that happen on his own. The both of you are spending time together in the living room - you’re reading a book, and he’s on his phone. He takes a brief glance out the window; it’s a beautiful day. When he sees you curled up in your blankets, nose stuffy from just being wrapped up all the time, he gently pushes your book away from your face. You give him a confused look, ‘What’s wrong?’, you ask him. There’s not a moment he doesn’t want to spend with you, in sickness and in health, all he wants is to spend each of those moments being happy - he doesn’t want to see you miserable when you’re with him. With a little nudge, he finally gets you to stop your reading, and he directs your attention to the great weather outside. Kim Namjoon would put effort into making you feel better himself, refusing to waste a second of your time together.

“Let’s go out and get some fresh air. You’ll feel better, I promise - you’re walking with me, after all. Remember to bundle up.”

Kim Seokjin: As someone who assumes the role of a caretaker in the dorm - Jin knows exactly what he’s doing, and he isn’t overly concerned when you fall ill, because he knows what to do to look after you well. The rate of your escalating heat is alarming, but it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before. He feels sorry that you have to go through this - when he sees how uncomfortable you are, it only makes him want to attend to you even more - you’re afraid your illness is making him do more than he has to. He tries not to smother you by babying you - in fact, he lets you come to one of Bangtan’s shows, provided that you stay in the dressing room and keep cool. Namjoon and Taehyung keep still behind Seokjin, watching him treat you with nothing but tender, loving care. You haven’t been drinking much water - you didn’t feel like it because it irritated your throat. When Jin offers you a bottle, you shake your head. He tells you the next few words, tongue-in-cheek (which makes Namjoon chuckle lowly, and Taehyung turn away, nauseated!).

“Make sure you listen to me, and stay hydrated, okay? If you want to be naughty, do it on your own time.”

Park Jimin: Jimin would grow most uneasy when he sees you unable to function regularly. This Busan boy is usually pretty chipper and flexible when it comes to your free will, but he refuses to let you exert yourself when you’re this sick. When he sees you trying to stack plates into kitchen cabinets, he wails for you to give them to him instead. He catches sight of your pout and shoots you a stern look, silencing your dissatisfaction. Jimin knows he’s one of the younger members of BTS, but he doesn’t want you using that against him, to say that he isn’t able to be your cornerstone when you need it most. He just wants you to stay healthy, even if he risks upsetting you. You sulk for awhile, unable to be of much help. Later in the day, he finds you in the kitchen, trying to tidy up without him noticing - he quietly watches your every move, ensuring that you know your limits. He’s regretful that he had to put his foot down earlier. He sneaks up to you from behind, snaking his hand around your waist as he runs his other hand through your hair lovingly.

“Please just go lie down, jagiya. I’ll take care of everything, including you.“


I wish this react were real, because I’ll be needing someone to look after me - especially after getting viciously attacked by the Spring Day MV, smh. Thank you for requesting, anon, I hope you enjoyed this react!

Forever Mine

Summary: You and Roman broke up 4 months and you’re seeing someone new. You unexpectedly bump into Roman and his date when you’re with yours as well. As soon as your date ends, Roman takes his chance and shows you who you have always belonged to.

Based on the prompt: ‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’
Warnings: Pure smut omg, daddy kink, language
(A/N) So you guys voted for this prompt to be written first so here it is! Grab something to drink and to eat, because this is hella long: 4,000+ words. I hope you guys like it. I’m sorry if it’s written really messy, this is the first time I’ve written in a long time. Forgive me if this is trash😩

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“This is already the third time this week you’re going out with that Bryson,” Seth said as he sat on my bed.

“I’m fully aware of how many times I’m going out with him,” I chuckled back at him as I did my make-up. “He’s a really nice guy.”

“I never said he wasn’t, it’s just…” he paused and looked at me in the mirror, “never mind.”

“No tell me, what’s the matter?” I asked confused as I turned around to face him. Seth has always been honest with me so I always listened to what he got to say.

“Aren’t you moving a bit too fast? I mean, only four months have passed since Roman and you broke up.” He carefully spoke.

“I’m not moving ‘too fast’, I’m moving on with my life and I’m sure Roman too has moved on.”

“He’s still not over you,” he mumbled quietly, hoping I didn’t hear it. I decided to not have this discussion with him and try to focus on tonight. “So this Bryson dude, you really like him?”

“I do, he’s really sweet, he cares about me, makes me laugh,” I smiled as I wore my heels.

“Roman does too, remember that time the three of us were at the lake and he pushed me into the water just to make you laugh because you felt down? Or that time when sprained your ankle when you wore those ridiculous high heels and Roman carried you on his back the entire night? Also the time the two of you were all over each other, hugging and kissing each other, causing to ignore the shit out of me.” Seth reminded me.

“How can I forget?” I chuckled, thinking back. Roman and I were super close and we loved each other so much that when we broke up, everyone was in awe, even the two of us couldn’t get used to it at first. The reason we broke up was mainly because of me not being able to get used him being on the road so often. I tried my hardest to adjust and he saw how much I effort I was making, but eventually, he made the heartbreaking decision to end things. I didn’t agree, of course, but he said it was the best for us both. ‘’Look, how unfortunate it is, things just didn’t worked out between us.’’

‘’What if he wants you back? I’ll kick your ass if you’re staying with that Bryson kid.’’ Seth said frustrated.

‘’It’s not your decision to make, but thanks for letting me know what I can expect,’’ I sweetly smiled as I hugged him. ‘’Thanks for looking out for me, but I’m a big girl.’’

‘’Whatever you want y/n, I still think you and Roman should get back together,’’ He said. As he was about to speak, the doorbell rang. I jumped excitedly and grabbed my bag.

‘’You can let yourself out right? Love you Seth,’’ I kissed his check and ran downstairs.  

‘’You’re making a mistake girl!’’ He shouted, causing me to roll my eyes, ‘’Love you too.’’ Seth has always been like a brother to me and even during the time me and Roman split up, he never failed to be there for me when I needed someone.

‘’You look stunning,’’ Bryson smiled as I opened the door.

‘’Thank you,’’ I smiled. ‘’You don’t look as terrible as expected.’’ I joked. He laughed and took my hand in his.

‘’Bryson?’’ I heard Seth’s voice behind me. Oh lord, save me.

‘’Yeah that’s me, who’re you?’’ Bryson asked confused.

‘’My name’s Seth, nice to meet you. I’m y/n’s best friend. Oh and also the best friend of her ex,’’ Seth slyly smiled. I turned around and gave him a death glare.

‘’Oh well, it’s nice to meet you. Y/n told loads about you.’’ They shook each other’s hands, Seth smiling fake.

‘’Good things I hope.’’

‘’The most wonderful things, we gotta go now. Bye Seth.’’ I hastily said as I grabbed Bryson’s hand and rushed to his car. ‘’I’m sorry about that,’’ I sighed as we sat down. ‘’He can be an idiot sometimes.’’

‘’It’s fine baby, don’t worry.’’ Bryson smiled and placed his hand on my thigh. ‘’You ready to go?’’

‘’Totally.’’ I smiled back. He started the car and we drove off.

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‘’Ever been here before?’’ Bryson asked as we parked the car. ‘’It opened a few months ago I think. Their food is absolutely delicious.’’

‘’Well, you made me pretty curious,’’ I smiled. He bend down and gently kissed me.

‘’Let’s eat till we can’t walk anymore.’’ Bryson laughed, making me laugh too. We crossed the road and entered the restaurant. The smell of fresh cooked tomato sauce filled my nose. ‘’We ordered a table for two,’’ he said to the waiter. I looked around while Bryson and the waiter figured things out.

‘’I can’t stop saying how beautiful you look,’’ a familiar deep voice said from behind me. My heart sank in my shoes. I slowly turned around, praying that it wasn’t who my mind immediately thought of. But as usual, the universe hates me. It was Roman with another girl, also on a date. I didn’t realize I was still looking at him until his eyes fell on mine, widened with surprise and disbelieve. If it was because of  me being with someone else or just being in shock by seeing me, I don’t know. I could punch myself in the face for not turning back right away, instead, I kept looking at how good he looked; his hair in a pulled back in a bun, his beard was trimmed,  he wore a grey suit with a white shirt.  I was speechless by the way he looked, not that he looked any different than before.

‘’Y/n, you ready?’’ Bryson asked. I quickly turned my head and nodded with a smile. I had no idea how to feel about this whole situation. Seeing Roman after four rough months filled with all kinds of emotions, left me with more feelings than I actually should have at the very moment. ‘’Babe?’’ He spoke again. Roman coughed roughly, indicating how irritated he was by how Bryson called me.

‘’Yeah I’m sorry, I was just thinking of something.’’

‘’It’s okay sweetheart, let’s sit down, we’re at table six.’’ He wrapped his arm around my waist as we started to walk to our table. I would normally never even think of turning around, but since the relationship me and Roman had was so intense and strong, I couldn’t just keep walking without a quick glance over my shoulder. He was standing there with the blonde girl at his side, looking overwhelmed.

‘’It’s an amazing place,’’ I distractedly said as I sat down, praying that Roman wouldn’t sit anywhere near us. I took the menu and my eyes scrolled over all the delicious food, getting hungry by just looking at the names. While being occupied with reading the menu, I felt people sitting at the table next to us.

‘’Have you decided yet?’’  

‘’Everything looks so nice, I can’t choose,’’ I laughed as I looked up. My eyes automatically wandered, finding Roman and his date sitting next to us. Lord why? My heart started to race, I felt myself getting hot; I was turning into a nervous wreck, scared that I might say something wrong or being too close with Bryson. I shouldn’t have these thoughts, especially when Roman was the one who ended things between us and moved on with his life as well.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Bryson asked.

‘’I’m fine,’’ I lied, biting my lip.

‘’Alright, I’ll take the steak with the salad.’’ He spoke as he put his menu down. ‘’What about you?’’

‘’I think I’m going for the spiced rice with vegetables.’’

‘’Sounds lovely,’’ he smiled and waved his hand at the waiter to tell her our orders. ‘’So, how have you been doing?’’

‘’I’ve been great. I took two weeks off though, I needed to help my friend with moving to his new place,’’ I said as I took a sip of my water.

‘’Is it Seth who’s moving?’’ Bryson asked. I could feel Roman’s eyes burning right through me, shifting in his seat lightly.

‘’Uhm yeah, it’s Seth who’s moving out,’’ I uncomfortably said. ‘’But how are you doing? How’s your job?’’ I quickly asked, trying to change the subject for both Roman and mine sake.

‘’Mine’s quite alright, just the usual. Had to explain why I was wearing a turtle neck to work the other day though,’’ He smirked, ‘’You left some marks on me which were quite visible that even your foundation couldn’t cover.’’ Bryson ran his hand through his hair as Roman almost chocked while drinking his water. ‘’I didn’t mind at all and if I could, I’d gladly show them, but when you work in an office, you gotta cover things like that up somehow.’’

‘’You’re right,’’ I smiled briefly, biting my tongue in the hope I would wake up from this nightmare. I carefully looked over to Roman, finding him frowning with his jaw clenched, obviously boiling with anger. His whole body tensed as Bryson intertwined our fingers and smiled. Roman couldn’t care less about the girl he was with, clearly not listening to her long dreaded stories she was enthusiastically sharing.

‘’I remember you having-,’’ he paused and got his phone out of his pocket, ‘’I gotta take this one, do you mind?’’ He asked. I shook my head, thanking god he couldn’t finish his sentence and smiled lightly. The waiter brought us the food right when Bryson answered the phone. I was happy because that meant I could focus on my dish instead of looking around awkwardly. It had been a long time since I’ve eaten this nice, praising the chef in my head while eating slowly. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. Thinking it must be Seth, I took my phone out of my purse. It was my turn to choke on my delicious food when I saw Roman’s name on my lock screen. He send me a text saying: ‘I wanna get underneath the table and make it hard for you to talk.’ I looked over to him and rolled my eyes. ‘’I’m sorry, it was my boss asking if I finished that project.’’

‘’It’s fine, don’t worry,’’ I said as I took another bite from my food.

‘’So back to our subject,’’ he smirked. Oh god no. I knew that if he would continue talking, Roman would defenitely say or do something to make him shut up and I’m not letting that happen.

‘’You know what, let’s talk about something else okay,’’ I suggested, sounding a little irritated. I looked at my phone again and Roman sent another text saying: ‘You look so ravishing baby, oh how I’ve missed seeing you like this.’ I ran my hand through my hair and decided to send him something back: ‘Stop it Roman.’ was all I typed before pressing send.

‘’You alright? It’s like you’re not really enjoying tonight.’’ Bryson concernedly spoke. ‘’If you wanna go, just tell me.’’

‘’No I’m fine,’’ I insisted, ‘’just have a lot on my mind, I’m sorry.’’

‘’Don’t be love, it’s all good,’’ he smiled. I could feel Roman looking at us from the corner of my eye, anger and frustration radiating off his body. This was going to be the most unpleasant dinner ever, I could tell.

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‘’I wish they served bigger portions,’’ Bryson mocked as he wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin. Throughout the dinner, Roman never stopped sending those text messages, he continued those looks and it drove me insane.  ‘’Anyways, I’m going to pay okay, be right back.’’ He smiled and walked to the cash register. I was getting myself ready to leave as I heard Roman’s date saying she had to use the restroom. Once she was gone, Roman shoved his chair so he was sitting next to me at the table.

‘’Who’s that,’’ he nodded Bryson’s way, clearly irritated. I rolled my eyes and sighed. ‘’What?’’

‘’Do you seriously expect me to tell you after not even try to contact me in those four months? Speaking of contact, why the hell did you sent me those texts?’’ I hissed.

‘’I think I have the right to know,’’ He spoke dangerously low. ‘’If I wouldn’t say anything, I’d be fooling myself.’’  He kept his eyes on mine. I was quiet for a moment until he broke the silence, ‘’Come with me to my place, let me explain everything.’’

‘’You honestly think I’m agreeing on that? Look, like I said, I haven’t seen or spoken to you in four months Roman. I can’t just ignore everything that happened.’’

‘’I’m not asking you to ignore anything,’’ he looked at Bryson who was still busy paying. I think it’s better to have this conversation at my place unless you want to be disturbed by that jerk.’’ He said annoyed. I sighed and threw my head back. ‘’Please y/n, I promise you, you won’t regret it.’’

‘’What am I supposed to say to him?’’

‘’We can also just leave,’’ his low voice spoke, making me shiver. He noticed and slightly smirked as he scooted his chair closer to me. He looked over his shoulder to see if Bryson was still busy. ‘’You coming with me?’’ he asked once again. I was gonna hate myself for the decision I was about to make. I closed my eyes briefly and nodded. I’m still weak when it comes to Roman. He sighed in relieve and stood up. ‘’Let’s go.’’

‘’I gotta tell Bryson first, I ain’t leaving like this.’’ I said as I stood up. Roman looked at me worriedly. ‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I reassured him. As I was about to walk over to Bryson, Roman grabbed my hand and made me turn around. ‘’What’s wrong?’’

‘’Nothing, it’s just…’’ He bit his lip and looked at me up and down, ‘’You look so luscious.’’

‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I lightly smiled and walked over to Bryson while wearing my coat. ‘’Hey, I just bumped into a friend of mine and we wanted to catch up, we haven’t seen each other in ages.’’

‘’Oh,’’ he looked a little disappointed, ‘’um alright I think.’’ He smiled and gave me a hug. ‘’Have fun. I hope you enjoyed dinner.’’

‘’Thank you and I did, thanks for everything.’’ I waved at him as he exited the place. I couldn’t help but feel guilty towards him. As I turned around Roman was standing right behind me. ‘’What about your beautiful date?’’ I asked.

‘’I left her some money and told her to do with it what she wanted. She seemed happier when I gave her the money than taking her out on a date.’’ He chuckled. I shook my head and grinned, walking outside with Roman following behind me. I made my way towards his car and waited for him to unlock the doors. ‘’Seems like you still remember,’’ he said as he sat down.

‘’Something such as your car makes quite a statement.’’ I said as I fastened my seatbelt. He chuckled.  I inhaled the familiar scent of his car; it still smelled new with a touch of peach. I looked around and saw he still had the car mat I gave him. Roman once spilled his drink while I was driving his car so I decided to buy another mat for him and he was so happy once he discovered it. I smiled at the memory and looked out of the window as he started to drive towards his house. What used to be a car filled with stories, laughter and sometimes even the harmonious sound between our bodies colliding together, was no longer the case; not one word was being exchanged between the two of us. We drove into his street and a weird feeling came up, nostalgia came close to describe it. As we entered his house, all the memories came up again.

‘’You okay?’’ He asked. I nodded and walked towards him into the living room. ‘’You want anything to drink?’’ I shook my head and sat down on his couch. I had so much mixed feelings right now. ‘’Thank you for coming,’’ he started as he sat next to me.

‘’You’re welcome.’’ I quietly said.

‘’I made a huge mistake,’’ He whispered, ‘’the moment I let you go.’’

‘’And it took you four months to realize?’’ I huffed as I stood up. ‘’I fought for us Roman, I wanted things to work out between us. I knew I had to adapt myself to your lifestyle and I tried my hardest.’’

‘’I know you did, I saw how much you tried and I appreciated it but do you think I liked seeing you having trouble with trying?’’

‘’You could’ve accepted the fact that I did my best? You ended it just like that,’’ I teared up. ‘’I wanted to try, Roman. I never understood why you couldn’t.’’

‘’There was a reason why I ended things, y/n. You think I liked seeing you like that? Bursting out in tears whenever I left? Feeling obligated to stay with me?’’ He stood up and walked towards me. ‘’I never wanted you feel that way, I care about you too much.’’

‘’Yeah sure, if you cared about me at all, you would’ve tried.’’ I turned around so I was facing him.

‘’You know what they say; you don’t know what you have until it’s gone and I’ve realized I need you.’’ He spoke.

‘’After everything I’ve been through, you actually have the nerve to say that now?’’ I asked stunned, ‘’Are you being serious right now or are you playing some kind of sick game because this isn’t the slightest bit funny.’’ My voice full with frustration and disbelieve. It was like I had no control over my body as my hand flew upwards to meet his face. He was quick in action and prevented my hand making contact with his cheek. His large hand wrapped round my wrist easily

‘’What do you think you’re doing?’’ he asked angrily. He stepped closer to me so there wasn’t any space left between our bodies, my wrist still in his tight grip.

‘’I-I’m sorry, that wasn’t my intention,’’ I stuttered, shocked by what I just tried to do. ‘’I should go now.’’

‘’You’re not going anywhere babygirl.’’ His pupils were blown, pure lust and fury in his eyes. Hearing him call me like that after months, made me get goosebumps.  ‘’When I saw you with that guy in the restaurant, something snapped,’’ He wrapped his arm around my tiny waist, his beard brushed against my cheek as he whispered, ‘’no one gets to touch you like that, only me.’’ His deep voice spoke. Without warning he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as he carried me upstairs.

‘’Roman put me down,’’ I said, trying to sound convincing. He chuckled and smacked my ass. I squealed and dug my nails in his back. Once we entered his familiar bedroom, he threw me on the bed with so much force that I bounced in the middle. He started to loosen up his tie as he hovered above me.

‘’You think you could just try to hit me huh?’’ Roman growled as he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head. ‘’You were wrong babygirl, actions have consequences.’’

‘’Roman I don’t think we should be doing this,’’ I breathed heavily as he tied my hands to the bedframe with his black tie. He smirked as his hands roamed over my whole body. I betrayed myself by letting out a muffled moan. Who was I fooling? I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

‘’I can stop if you want me to,’’ he whispered as he started to pull back. I shook my head and bit my lip. ‘’Tell me what you want,’’ he demanded, his lips touching mine lightly. I didn’t know what to think, say or do that moment. I missed everything about him; his smell, the way his body felt, his touch. I was completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening but you didn’t hear me complaining. ‘’I still haven’t heard anything yet.’’ He unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it across the room, leaving him shirtless.  

‘’Please Roman, I need you,’’ I admitted as I looked him in the eye. The words sounded familiar leaving my lips. Suddenly, I remembered something, something he always enjoyed hearing me say, his weakness. ‘’Please daddy,’’ I whispered. His eyes widened and I could tell his whole body language changed from need to lust. A low growl left his chest as he tore the dress off my body. I was about to complain about ruining my favorite gown, but when he looked me in the eye, I forgot about everything.

‘’Look at you,’’ he licked his lips and got rid of his pants, ‘’all merciful for me.’’ He bent down and unclasped my bra. ‘’Lay back baby, let daddy take care of you.’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I moaned as his lips closed around my right nipple, sucking slowly while looking at me. I threw my head back in pleasure, enjoying the way his touch felt against my heated body. His large hands lazily trailed to the waistband of my lace panties, slipping his hand inside. My body tingled as my sensitive bundle of nerves was being touched after so long.

‘’You’re already dripping babygirl, you missed daddy that much, didn’t you?’’ Roman murmured. I nodded, not being able to talk. His tongue left a wet trail from my collarbone to my ear, biting on my earlobe as he pushed his digits inside of me agonizingly slow. I gasped in pleasure as I felt my walls being stretched. Since we broke up, I haven’t been with anyone else. I haven’t craved anyone else their touch but his’.

‘’Fuck baby you’re so tight,’’ he groaned as he looked down. My back arched off the queen sized bed, breathing heavily. He pumped his fingers in and out of me slowly while biting down on my neck. ‘’You love riding daddy’s fingers, don’t you babygirl? You love it when I tell you not to cum, when I whisper dirty things in your ear that turn you on and only make you wetter,’’ his deep, rough voice whispered against my skin. ‘’Tell me, who does this pussy belong to?’’

‘’Y-you daddy,’’ I whimpered. He slowly added a third finger, making me scream in pleasure. I tried to wiggle my hands free from the knot he made so I could do something. I had no idea what, maybe grab his hair or the sheets, something. Once he felt my walls clench around his fingers, he stopped and gently pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me breathless. The heat in my lower abdomen got stronger as he licked his fingers and hummed in approval.

‘’Not yet baby,’’ was all he said as he got rid of my panties and spread my legs. He dove in between my thighs, kissing my drenched pussy like he was kissing me. My head fell back and my eyes closed, letting my other senses take over. His tongue circled my clit slowly before sucking on it gently, inserting his tongue in me right after. I could feel my climax already starting to form, he never had to do much to make me cum, his voice alone was enough.

‘’Roman I’m…so…fuck,’’ I moaned, not able to make a proper sentence. The pleasure he was giving me made me feel intoxicated. He hummed against me causing my hips to rise. He placed his strong arm around my waist, holding me down. ‘’I’m gonna cum,’’ I breathed heavily.

‘’Good girls ask for permission.’’ He said as he added his fingers back inside of me. I couldn’t postpone my orgasm longer so I had no choice.

‘’Can I cum please,’’ I whimpered, ‘’please daddy?’’

‘’Cum for daddy,’’ he smirked and delved his tongue further in my entrance, making me see stats. I haven’t felt this good in a long time. He licked his lips as he crawled back up to kiss me. I groaned when I tasted myself as his tongue slipped in my mouth. We kissed for a good five minutes or so, all the anger, sadness and frustration seemed to have disappeared. I was stalking for myself; Roman, at the other hand, was still frustrated and I could tell by his whole body language. Besides, I know him too well.

As he pulled back, we were both breathing heavily while looking at each other. He climbed off his bed, pulling his pants down along with his boxers. My mouth watered as my eyes fell from his eyes to his dick. ‘’You missed daddy’s dick?’’ He purred as he started to stroke himself while walking to the side of the bed. I nodded and wiggled my hips. He chuckled and climbed back on the bed again, knees next to my body so his dick almost touching my lips. ‘’Suck it,’’ he demanded. I stuck my tongue out and licked the tip, making his head fall back. One hand found his way in my hair as the other started to rub my pussy again. ‘’Ah fuck babygirl, I missed that little mouth of yours,’’ he grunted as I moaned. I could hardly focus as he slowly rubbed my pussy. My mouth closed over his dick, sucking slowly, each time taking more of him. I looked up at him; his eyes shut in pleasure, his whole body tensed. I could feel his dick throb so I knew he was close to cum. He hissed and yanked my hair back, bending down to kiss me. ‘’You want me inside of you?’’  

I nodded, watching him walk to the end of his bed, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt so vulnerable but safe at the same time. He positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his dick up and down against my wet slit. He pushed  himself inside of me slowly. I gasped at how big he felt; like he was doing me for the very first time. ‘’Jesus y/n you’re fucking tight,’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I whispered. He kept his slow pace going for a while, letting me adjust to his size. After he felt like I was stretched enough, he lifted my leg onto his shoulder and started to vigorously thrust, literally taking my breath away. My head started to spin, my body tingled and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Neither was Roman.

‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’ he growled, ‘’You’re mine and I ain’t letting you go anymore,’’

I moaned at the heartwarming yet extremely hot statement he made. This man is just too amazing for words and I’ve missed him. So much. ‘’I’m so close,’’ I moaned. He lightly smiled and started to rub my clit in fast motions. ‘’Oohh myy goddd.’’ My voice grew louder, my insides started to clench around him, the heat in my lower abdomen was starting to build; signing that I was close to another orgasm. Roman noticed and I could tell he was also on the verge by the way his thrusts became sloppy and slow, his breathing became heavier. His dick started to throb inside of me, pushing against my walls which created this incredibly pleasurable feeling.

‘’Cum for daddy babygirl,’’ he moaned.

‘’Romann,’’ I cried out his name as my orgasm shattered throughout my entire body. Roman followed shortly after; his dick twitching inside of me while moaning my name. As I opened my eyes, his hands were placed at either side of my face. I smiled at him and he gave me one in return as he untied my hands. ‘’I think I’ll have to stay the night,’’ I spoke as I snuggled up against him under the covers. He chuckled and placed his arm around me.

‘’I’m really sorry y/n, about everything,’’ he genuinely said, ‘’I’m sorry I hurt you and I’m sorry for not accepting that you tried.’’

‘’That’s all in the past now Ro,’’ I answered him.

‘’Good to hear, because I was thinking,’’ he looked at me and caressed my cheek, ‘’maybe we should try again?’’

He patiently waited for my answer. Not that I had to think about it, I just wanted to make him sweat. ‘’Alright, let’s try.’’ I smiled. He kissed me and intertwined our fingers.

‘’I promise you, you won’t regret it y/n, I love you.’’ He sealed his words with a passionate kiss and we both drifted off. 

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Thanks for tagging me @zigisbisexual 😊
I think it really is a lovely idea! I can only encourage everyone to post a selfie - Don’t be shy! We are basically a big family, right? If you are not comfortable with sharing a pic it’s obviously ok as well.
So here you go! You already know my face in black and white - this is the body to it in color. No shirtless action though haha 😋

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