BABY, THE STARS SHINE BRIGHT ショートコート ピンク

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“Jirai Kei Is A Slur”

Absolutely.  “it means psycho bitch” it does. I don’t disagree, it’s a bad word, a bad term, and a bad origin. Is it still bad? well, It promotes bad things. But Jirai Kei has also become a fashion, no, not Girley Key, no, not RyousanGata. And wearing some clothes isn’t anything bad  ♡ Goth people “promote” death and romanticize it, but it can also be just the clothes and aspects of death such as skulls, and blood. Emo “promotes” self harm, but most people that were Emo weren’t self harmers and were against self harm. They were just a bunch of people that found a place within the community.  We can wear Jirai Kei, we can call ourself “psycho bitch” and still not promote anything bad. Drinking one can of Strong Zero isn’t alchohalism or promoting alcoholism. Drinking an Energy drink isn’t promoting you to off yourself. Accepting that sometimes negative feelings come out as physical pain, doesn’t mean anyone is promoting it. There is no romance for the harmful parts, there is only acceptance that it is part of human emotions. Not all human emotions are positive, and the negative emotions can be very shocking. Depression can make you do a lot of things. Why shame people, just for choosing to go by this term and dress the way they want to dress? I think a lot of people think we are trying to hurt outselves to be cool. Have you maybe thought that we are attracted to it *because* it feels like the hurt we feel inside? And in a lot of cases, outside. I’m sure most people that went to Jirai Kei as a fashion, already had mental issues, already had the pain, it didn’t spawn with the fashion. I found my place here in this fashion, among people that feel similar to me. It’s okay to not agree or understand, but there is no reason to send more hate towards people, especially people that part take in a fashion because they already feel hated and hurt.

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BANG CHAN ♡ LE GALA DES PIÈCES JAUNES (240126)

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“Greta said, you know no one actually walks their Barbie down the steps to get into the car. You just take them from one thing and just plop them into the next thing.”

Ooh, can I please request yandere bang chan?

Smut+ fluff+ angst

Reader has been looking sad for awhile and chan wants to know how to make them happy again.

Hi! Sounds good! Hope you like it! 🫰🏼

(Sorry it’s kinda long I got carried away 😅)

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Cheer up, Baby Girl 🥀❣️🔪☁️

Yandere!Chan x Reader

Warnings: 18+ , smut , daddy kink , unprotected sex , depression, mention of self harm

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Living with Chan was unpredictable. Some days he’d be scary and mean but he could also be the sweetest boyfriend ever. After awhile you wouldn’t resist him as much. He had tested you a few times and you passed, definitely formed some Stockholm Syndrome. You were isolated and getting depressed.

Today was particularly bad. You got up and put on the clothes your boyfriend laid out for you(which was his hoodie and some jeans), went to the bathroom to freshen up and made your way to the living room. You sat on the couch, knees up to your chest. You were holding them there as you looked at your phone on the coffee table. He was tempting you again but you were too out of it to care.

Chan noticed you sitting yourself down. He was making breakfast. Some eggs mixed with spinach and ham. A dish he knew you liked. One your mom would make for you growing up.

“G’ morning, baby girl.” He said with a cheery tone.

You didn’t even look up at him. “Morning daddy…”

Immediately Chan stopped what he was doing and went over to you, crouching down to your level. He gently held your chin and tilted his head slightly. “Hey what’s wrong?”

You didn’t answer. Simply looking down. Normally Chan didn’t like you not answering him right away but he could tell something was off. He stood back up and grabbed onto your hand. “Come on baby, let’s have some breakfast. I made your favorite!”

“I’m not hungry….”

Your boyfriend was surprised. What was wrong? Did he do something?? He was worried. You’ve been down this past week. Barely speaking, minimally eating. The other day Chan even caught you cutting yourself. He was so scared for your safety that he hid every sharp object in the house. It was getting bad and now you just looked empty. Devoid of emotion. He was worried. Very worried. He loved his baby. Sure he was strict but he didn’t want her like this.

“Baby?? Hey!” Chan started pulling at your arm, indicating that he wants you to get up and you do. “Why are you sad? Did I do something? I’m sorry!” He said this almost frantically, squeezing your hand.

You shook your head.

He then had an idea. “Hey, why don’t we go out! We can go for a picnic at the park? Or maybe go shopping? Wouldnt that be nice?”

You perked up a bit. It’s been awhile since you’ve gone out. “Really?”

“Yes of course! Let me get your shoes and bag.”

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At the mall Chan let you shop around for whatever you wanted. You were sure to keep your head down, making sure to not accidentally look at any boys. You wanted to keep him in this good mood. He bought you an expensive necklace with his initials, some makeup you wanted, and some clothes for the winter.

Although, while you were enjoying yourself, Chan was looking at everyone that came by you. Giving a dirty look to any man that even dare look in your direction. He held you possessively by the waist.

At the end, you were eating ice cream, making your way to the car. In the parking lot you noticed someone you haven’t seen since high school. An old friend of yours. You looked at him walk by, maybe staring a little too long before Chan interrupted your thoughts.

“HEY!”

You tensed up and looked at him quickly. “Sorry! Sorry daddy!”

He frowned and shoved you into the car. Now you were worried. Have you messed up? Tears started rolling down your cheeks and you quickly wiped them away. But Chan noticed. He put his hand on your thigh and gently rubbed. He just wanted to make you happy today.

Once home he took your hand and led you inside. His jealousy got the best of him and he wanted to show you how much he loved you. Taking you to the bedroom, he laid you down in front of him. Slowly lowering your jeans

“Let me take care of you. Please let me love you.” He said, spreading your legs and lightly rubbing your panties.

You moaned to his touch. It wasn’t often that he was soft in bed. He usually liked being rough and dominating. He started kissing up your thighs, squeezing lightly, making his way to your center. He gently took your panties off, watching as your wetness stuck to it. He rubbed your clit with his fingers, moving his way up to your lips, relishing in your soft moans. He kissed you softly.

“Do you like when daddy touches you here”

‘Mmm…” it was all you could say. Your vision getting blurry and breathing starting to hitch. With his other hand, he went under your hoodie and groped your breast, pinching a little at your nipple. This made your eyes roll back.

Chan could feel how wet you were down there and started undoing his belt. You whined at the loss of his touch. He smiled and took off his pants, shirt, and boxers, slowly rubbing his cock against you causing you to whine even more.

“Daddy…”

But before you could say whatever was next, Chan was quick to shush you when he entered you. You breathed heavily, his size always taking you by surprise. He didn’t even wait before thrusting lightly. At first, almost shallow, as if he’s trying to warm you up, but eventually he sped up. He his arms resting on both sides of you head, rubbing your cheeks and kissing you softly as if he wasn’t pounding into you.

Soon you were coming with a loud moan. Chris loved it. Loving it so much that he came right after. He pulled out and held you and you snuggled into his embrace. He was surprised. You don’t do that often. But then you said it and his heart melted.

“I love you daddy… thank you for today” you said with a small smile, kissing his cheek and snuggling your head into his neck.

He loved to hear that. He loved that you were happy. He wanted you to be more happy. Maybe he should do this more often.

“I love you too baby girl.”

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