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bugs♡ · 13d
Maybe one day I will dm you some more? You kind of scare me.. like your name lol narcis(sist).
(im ano who wrote that masterpiece 😁.)
but... I'm just a little bug :'(
seriously, anon.. you have nothing to be scared of. I don't bite! unless you want me to :3
I'm just a little guy existing and trying to act cool but filled with anxiety.. I welcome any type of distraction/destruction whatever you're willing to provide :D
bugs♡ · 14d
I have more but I'm not sharing itttt
bugs♡ · 15d
Jisung knew better. His mother’s soft voice, full of unspoken worry, echoed in his mind every time he crossed the threshold of Minho’s apartment. Be careful, Jisung. Some people only take what they want. He knew the rumors that swirled around Minho, whispers of discarded interests and casual, calculating coldness. But knowing was entirely different from feeling.
When Minho looked at him—a brief, focused moment of eye contact across the room—it felt like a sudden, necessary intake of oxygen. Minho was the high: experienced, effortless, and capable of making Jisung feel seen in a way that burned away all the noise of being young and lost. And like any addiction, Jisung was already planning the withdrawal while still chasing the fix. If Minho hurt him, Jisung knew, with a sickening certainty, he would just come back for more.
Tonight, Jisung sat on the edge of the large, cool sofa, watching Minho scroll through his phone, offering only fragments of conversation and attention. Minho was bored; the atmosphere told Jisung that much. He saw the flicker of detachment in the older man’s gaze—a look that acknowledged Jisung’s presence without recognizing his heart.
Minho finally looked up, his expression smooth, practiced, and utterly neutral. He reached out, not with warmth, but with a casual proprietary ease, and rested his hand on the back of Jisung's neck. It was a gesture of ownership, not affection, but Jisung leaned into the pressure anyway, a puppy desperate for a gentle hand, even if the hand belonged to a predator.
"You're quiet tonight, Sung," Minho murmured, his tone possessing a quality that sounded like caring but was, Jisung knew, just the careful modulation of someone playing a role. Minho saw the admiration in Jisung’s eyes; he thrived on it.
Jisung lifted his head, locking eyes with him. In that moment, the student's doe eyes were wide, unguarded, and full of the honest, naive love Minho had zero intention of reciprocating. I love you, the gaze screamed, though Jisung dared not say the words out loud.
Minho’s reaction was subtle but devastating. He didn't flinch or soften. Instead, a tiny, almost imperceptible smirk touched the corner of his mouth—the look of a man who had confirmed a calculation. Yes, he's still here. Still looking at me like that. Minho knew exactly the fragile, desperate state he had fostered in the younger man, and he didn't care.
The older man tightened his grip just enough to pull Jisung closer, his intentions clear and uncomplicated by any genuine feeling. Jisung, knowing he was being exploited, feeling stupid and foolish, closed his eyes and leaned in anyway. The drug was calling, and he was already hooked.
Minho let him stay for the rest of the night, but the sun found Jisung awake, utterly alone again, the cold space beside him confirming the temporary, transactional nature of the encounter.
you started this very strongly anon.. jsng recalling his mother's words stepping through the threshold of mnho's apartment knowing very well what they mean 'but knowing was entirely different from feeling' that line hit like a rock
jsng probably hearing about mnho's flings, his attitude, and luck of affection/interest... yet seeking him out like the helpless pup he is. basking in the smallest gestures. although, they're likely to be selfish. and most likely, they're going to ruin him
mnho thriving in the knowledge of how strong of a hold he has on jsng. the power imbalance that is hinted here (a student and a teacher?) jsng being exploited by the older man, but oh so naive, and stupidly attached to the drug that is lee mnho – everything he needs – but not all he wants
the implications you threw out there that made me insane; jsng admitting if mnho hurts him, he is going to come back for more muffled screaming. the love confession in jsng's eyes and the fact that mnho knows.. the way mnho grabbed the back of jsng neck speaks volumes of his controlling nature HE IS SICK!
that last scene you wrote of jsng waking in an empty bed after spending the whole night being taken apart.. stab me with a knife will you? YOU'RE INSANE
anon whoever you are, you did amazing! your writing is immaculate. the metaphors you used, the description. the way you delivered the charectars and their thoughts. you wrote enough to grasp the feeling, and get the concept, but left enough for me to seek more I NEED THIS INJECTED INTO MY VEINS!!!
thank you my little flower for leaving me with such delicious brainworms! I'm going to chew on them for a while~♡
bugs♡ · 16d
Ah, I understand. One last question!
Hmm... what if someone wants to forgive them/not move but the person doesn't understand what they did?
in not understanding what they did wrong in the first place.. they're likely to keep doing the same thing :')
people are free to do what they want, but I don't recommend it to anyone sticking with that type of person (you can forgive them.. but it's better to move on from them) it's not healthy sticking with someone who doesn't understand the consequences of their actions/words no matter how attached you think you're to them
in some cases.. leaving them is not a choice (like if it's a family member or someone you're forced to live with) in those cases, it's better not to take what they say as facts & not ask their advice when it comes decision making cause whatever they're going to tell you is in their best interest, not yours
the more you stick to them, the more insecure you become about yourself (they're likely to damage your self-esteem & make you believe things that are untrue about yourself)
hope you stay safe, anon~♡
bugs♡ · 17d
This is so interesting 🤔
Did I understand well? Like if things start changing for the better but that person can't accept. Then they start doing things without thinking about how others feel.
And if they decide to change would people forgive that person?
I can't say I understand the first half of your ask... but, they mostly don't accept good things happening to others. they feel miserable because of all the anger/envy and other bad emotions they have bottled up so they lash on others & try to take that happiness away from them (cause they want others to be like them)
change is good (especially changing for the better) that person being forgiven totally depends on how much they're willing to change by understanding what they did wrong in the first place
but not all actions can be forgiven, and that's totally depends on the person and the damage they caused.. they may never be fully forgiven, but both them and the ones who were damaged by their actions can move on~
bugs♡ · 17d
What is a toxic/problematic person? I really don't know English that well, and my definition of those words is probably wrong.
for me, it's someone who approaches conflicts and discussions in very unhealthy ways.. making a challenge out of everything, dragging others for their opinions and differences. who makes everything about themselve with no regard to others well-being
simply put, anyone who finds purpose in making this place unbearable & ruining everyone else's experience
bibi · 4mo
hello yes hi . can’t reply to comments on here so here I am . ur best friends brother worms were v nice and i am noting them down thank u ..,,,, I also love when they have a lot of history and its all kind of nothing for years, a small crush but nothing else, and then somehow one day it kind of just switches …. yummy :3 thank u heh
Hi lovely ~♡
I'm still maneuvering this site but I'm sure you can reply in comments (I follow another person who was able to reply to my comments) I think you could tweak that in the settings (I also recommend allowing long messages if you're comfortable with that for chronic yappers like myself :')
Glad that my brainworms were of help ~♡
I like talking with others and brainstorming ideas (I always felt more comfortable in anonymous massages even if I show my name, the environment feels safer for sharing ideas than in twitter) so if you need to share ideas and get feedback I'll be glad to help <3