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SYNOPSIS: jake's mind and imagination make him think of a new approach to have sex. after all, experimenting is fun.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: had this idea while i was... yk... and then i couldn't stop thinking about it so here you go! extra point to whoever remembers this old blog 🤧
WARNINGS: use of a vibrator, insertion, unprotected sex, getting caught masturbating (fem), top!jake, pet names, mention of period, minors dni
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— Endless Paradox (No Answer) | PJS
waiting for someone you love is like an endless paradox. it is both sweet and torturous.
synopsis: following a devastating breakup with his now ex-girlfriend, jay finds himself lost in the limbo of what comes after. he relieves their past, aching for closure yet afraid of the truth it might bring. each day, he is torn between the sweetness of their shared memories and the torment of her absence. as he wrestles with the paradox of love and loss, jay must decide whether to hold on to a love that may never return or to free himself from the chains of waiting. but in love, is there ever a true answer?
warnings: angst. lots of angst.
notes: i have it written and all... but i want to see if it gets hype just by the synopsis alone, teehee. reposts are appreciated!
the thought of you had spent the night with jay once again. he stared at the cracked ceiling of his dimly lit apartment, the afternoon light filtering through the dusty blinds like the scattered reminders of a life he once knew. the silence was oppressive, heavy with memories of laughter and warmth that felt so distant now. there was a hole in his chest he had felt never before, and ever since. just a week ago, he had been wrapped in your arms, their future painted in vibrant colors, but now those colors had bled into a dull gray.
his phone buzzed beside him, breaking the complete silence. It was a message from you, the group chat buzzing with updates about mutual friends. he hesitated before opening it, a knot tightening in his stomach. as he read their plans for the weekend, he felt the familiar sting of exclusion. time went on for everybody else, he wont know it.
each day, jay found himself lost in a ritual of revisiting their shared moments. he would sift through old photos, each one a bittersweet reminder of laughter, dreams, and the way you would twirl your hair when she was deep in thought. he replayed their favorite songs, letting the melodies wash over him like a comforting balm, even as they cut deeper with every note.
one evening, he came across a video of you two dancing in the living room, your laugh echoing through the screen. a wave of longing crashed over him, and he couldn’t help but smile at the memory. yet, as the video ended, the stark reality of your absence seeped in, and he was left grappling with the haunting question: was it better to remember the good times or to face the painful truth of your ending?
as the days turned into weeks, jay found solace in the routine of his grief. He walked the same paths they had strolled, often feeling your presence beside him, as if you were just out of sight. but the comfort of those memories began to morph into a chain that bound him tighter with each passing day.
he met up with a close friend, jake, at their favorite café. over steaming mugs of coffee, he watched him with concern. “jay, you need to talk about this,” he urged gently. “You’re not going to find closure by just replaying the past.”
his words struck a chord within him, igniting a flicker of realization. what was he really waiting for? closure, or a chance to go back to a time when everything felt perfect? He felt the weight of jake's gaze, and for the first time, he voiced his fears. “what if I let her go and it hurts too much? what if I’m meant to fight for us?”
jake sighed, his expression softening. “but what if holding on is what’s hurting you most? sometimes... you just have to choose yourself first.”
but how could he choose himself when all he needed to be fine was to have you back? there seemed to be no answer to his despair. no matter from what sight he saw himself, whether it was from his own eyes or his friends perspectives of him, there was nothing that could fix the hole he felt. he might as well just stay down bad.
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Anonymous asked:
Since you have not opted in (or being around that much) I'm still booping you 🐾
how's it going, lovely? I hope you're taking care of yourself.
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thank you for the boops, anonie <3 its going okay, i guess????? i just dont have time to write, which sucks 😞 but im still looking around actively! currently in one of my design classes, ignoring everyone, but maybe i'll try to write something quick for halloween teehee
also, im booping you back BOOP
OMG C BAE YOURE BACK AHH
I missed you so much! I hope you’re doing well love & I can’t wait to talk you again soon 🥺❤️
MARI BABEEEEEES im not back officially, BUT i've been having ideas i want to write and i just came to leave some of them here
you're free to dm me, though! i'll be more than glad to answer when i can <3
— Endless Paradox (No Answer) | PJS
waiting for someone you love is like an endless paradox. it is both sweet and torturous.
synopsis: following a devastating breakup with his now ex-girlfriend, jay finds himself lost in the limbo of what comes after. he relieves their past, aching for closure yet afraid of the truth it might bring. each day, he is torn between the sweetness of their shared memories and the torment of her absence. as he wrestles with the paradox of love and loss, jay must decide whether to hold on to a love that may never return or to free himself from the chains of waiting. but in love, is there ever a true answer?
warnings: breakup, not moving on, angst. lots of angst.
notes: reposts are appreciated!
— AND LIFE STARTED SOUNDING LIKE A PIANO | LHS
﹒ꕀ﹑je te laisserai des mots
GENRE fluff, college au SYNOPSIS heeseung's life seemed to be a lot darker and more depressing than usual. after his previous girlfriend broke up with him, all he did was sit around and do nothing. if he could describe what was going on inside him, he would probably use the sound of crashing waves in the middle of the night to represent the disaster within him. but who would have thought he'd find comfort in a girl who was trying to learn how to play the piano? WARNINGS not proofread
it had become routine for you to spend time in the music room that housed a piano. it had always been your dream to learn how to play, and now that you had one within reach, you couldn't let the opportunity slip by.
no one was ever in that room unless there was a class going on, and no one really bothered to go in when they heard the instruments being used. it was perfect for a single girl to learn at her own pace.
heeseung, though, had lost any interest in instruments and singing. knowing he’d spend hours in front of that same piano last semester, writing or learning songs for his now ex-girlfriend made him sigh in frustration. sometimes relationships just don’t work, and he understood that. but damn did it hurt once it was over.
it was the weekend, which meant you could spend even more time trying to learn, "lights are on." It was a simple yet beautiful melody that could get you used to using both hands on the keyboard.
heeseung was just passing by at the time you started playing. wearing a simple, loose white t-shirt accompanied by gray sweatpants and slippers. if he was honest, he really didn't feel like going to sunghoon's dorm, but he knew he had to get out of his own at some point.
the melody had caught his attention for a second, and he shook it off. just as soon as he was about to turn the corner, he heard you smash all the keys at once—a sign of frustration he knew a little too well.
his body had stayed still for some reason, still listening to your attempts at getting the chords right. after the breakup, heeseung felt like all he could hear was static noise. sometimes it even felt like waves crashing over his ears, preventing any other type of sound from being heard.
but as soon as he heard the melody of the piano coming from the room, his point of view had changed a little. it was a nice sound that didn't make him feel like he was drowning.
once again, you hit all the keys at once, releasing a very loud sigh right afterward. heeseung walked back to the open door that was allowing him to hear everything. sunghoon and his friends could wait after all.
he stood there for quite a few minutes until you noticed his figure. it was then that you offered him a smile and a small wave. heeseung smiled back without even thinking about it and nodded in response.
"you play the piano?" he asked. simple and obvious question, but a great conversation starter.
"would you believe me if i say no?"
"no."
"then, i guess i do know how to play the piano."
he smiled and pointed at your hands resting on the keys. "press any of those," he said. you found his request quite strange, but you pressed one of the notes nonetheless. "see, you do know."
and without even noticing it, heeseung had spent the next couple of weeks helping you master the song you were learning. he would joke about why you didn’t pick an easier song like “married life,” and you’d simply tell him that you wanted to go above and beyond.
when he knew he'd be too busy to be with you, he would go to the music room at night and leave notes for you to follow the next day.
to you, it was a great way of interacting with new people outside your friend group, and it was nice to finally have someone with the same passion as you. on the other hand, heeseung felt like his life was starting to come back to him. It started to sound like the beautiful melody of the most expensive piano.
© glitterjay | tumblr
happy semi c comeback :]
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