LIAM . . . [ twenty-four, he/him, asian ] strictly writing for bottom male readers & constantly obsessing over the male anatomy / minors dni / nsfw / 18+

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[ 🔖 ] . . . 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!

[ 💎 ]—lessons in kissing. [ ⭐️ ]—a sticky situation. [ ⭐️ ]—an internship at wayne enterprises. [ ⭐️ ]—babysitting for miguel o'hara. [ ⭐️ ]—poolside banters.

[ 🔖 ] . . . 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬!

[ ❤️‍🔥 ]—teach me hard and soft. [ ❤️‍🔥 ]—a day at the office. [ ❤️‍🔥 ]—double-stuffed.

( 🔖 ) . . . 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!

[ 🎁 ]—when the snow settles. (dec. 23rd) [ 🎁 ]—bound to him. (dec. 20th) [ 🎁 ]—candy-wasted. (oct. 13th) [ 🎁 ]—love in the making. (oct. 2nd)

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merry christmas and happy holidays to all who celebrate! 🤍 hope you all are having a lovely week, and wishing you guys a great weekend ahead!

when the snow settles.

Snow fell softly outside the apartment, blanketing Metropolis in a serene hush that contrasted sharply with the sound of sniffling from the couch. Clark’s living room was cozy, aglow with the golden twinkle of Christmas lights strung up around the windows. The faint scent of pine mingled with the sweet aroma of gingerbread baking in the oven, though the stuffy haze of your cold dulled the sharpness of both.

You sat bundled in a mountain of blankets, a tissue box on one side and a half-empty mug of tea on the other. Despite the misery of a congested head and the scratchy soreness in your throat, you couldn’t help but watch Clark with a mix of amusement and adoration.

💌 : KINDAAA, BUT YES! semi-hiatus, really. 😭 but i'm happy to jump on the site again! i deleted most of my social medias for the period, lol.

💌 : search up blue waffle and get back to me

💌 : IMAGINE MY AGONY WHEN I FOUND THAT OUT TOO. LIKE A SECRET CEREMONY, REALLY? oh, i'm going through it.

💌 : and i agree! it's more than a look with clark, it's all about the aura and persona, and i'm afraid zack snyder's direction with clark is pretty abysmal in that department.

💌 : you're so sweet, anon! i always appreciate the longer feedback because it's always nice to know what people think of my works in depth, especially since those insecurities always bite me in the ass to humble me a few times a year. 🤍

i'm working on another corenswet!clark fic, hopefully releasing before christmas! 🥹 thank you for reading!

💌 : I'M WORKING ON ITTTT. i should have a corenswet!clark fic before christmas. 🥹

💌 : mariah carey and i are in tune with each other, fr.

but thank you! 🤍

💌 : LOL, i had to reupload it again just now. 😭 but thank you! it feels nice to see you all again! 🤍

💌 : i'm the wrong person to ask... i haven't seen arcane!

💌 : please describe because i'm unaware that i have changed for the worse...........

bound to him.

It hurts. Everything hurts whenever you were with Patrick Bateman.

Not only did you get a thrill out of being treated like you were a disgrace to society, you encouraged Patrick—to slap you harder until your cheeks welted with splotches of red, to spit on you with a veil of disgust in his expression, to tighten the hemp bounds around your wrists until the teeth of the rope broke flesh with its strength— you had no plans on surrendering to the pain, because you were a good boy.

It was undisputed that you were Patrick’s good boy.

it got flagged again 🤡

before i write a clark fic, i'm gonna be re-uploading that patrick bateman one bc wtf

💌 : i'm good, i'm good! sick, but... i feel creatively rejuvenated. 🤩