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We are four young wives but with very different stories. We range in the ages of 22-28, we’re from four different parts of the USA, have been married for different periods of time, and have known our husbands for different lengths of time. Here’s a closer look at each wife.
I’m 27 years old from upstate New York. No, I don’t live anywhere near New York City nor do I have any desire to. I have a Bachelor’s Degree in Childhood Education although I don’t believe I’ll ever use it. I’m currently a stay at home mom. I’m the oldest child of 3 girls, my parents have been happily married for 29 years, and this is usually where people write about their pets…but I don’t have any! :)
Likes: root beer, sunsets, cheeseburgers, board games, making budgets, making lists, flip flops, and landscapes
Dislikes: the number 9, cooking, phone calls, beige, vegetables
Hopes to: visit all 50 states one day! I’m up to 29 right now.
Fun Fact: I once got a toothpick lodged in my foot and I needed surgery to get it out.
I’m a 21 year old full-time employee and student, studying Health Promotion and Wellness. I’d like to go into corporate wellness but right now my options are still sky high. I am from a very small place called Joplin, MO (now known as tornado town or, unfortunately, the 417). I’ve lived here my entire life with very little travel and a strong desire to escape. My Husband own a house right outside the town and spend a lot of time with Coon, our Alaskan Malamute.
Likes: Fig Newtons, bedtime stories, movies (of all kinds), arts and crafts, reading, and walking/running.
Dislikes: The Twilight Saga, math, stray cats, and doing the dishes.
Hopes to: Finally be able to have children one day.
Fun Fact: I concentrate so hard while watching movies that I look genuinely angry and distant.
I’m 28 years old, born and raised in Oklahoma. I’m a middle child, I have 4 sisters and 1 brother. I am a stay at home mom and wife, nothing makes me happier than spending time and making memories with my family. I have a bachelor’s degree in Developmental Psychology but don’t see myself doing anything with that. My husband just graduated from Optometry school. I strive every day to be a better version of myself for me and for my family. I love our dogs, Addy and Bailey.
Likes: camping, reading, rainy days, self improvement, and sweet tea.
Dislikes: sweating, dirty dishes, pedicures
Hopes to: make lots of fun memories with my family. and invent a way for kids to grow slower. :)
Fun Fact: I was a rodeo clown, once.
I’m a 23 year old wife to Stephen and mommy to 4 furry children. They are our pride and joy. I just gave birth to our daughter Audra 11/13/13. I have an Associates Degree in Early Childhood Education and hope to run my own daycare in my home someday. I currently do the billing for my husband’s family business at home and I live 18 houses down from my in-laws. We own a home in Southern California where the traffic can get crazy and the weather never seems to cooperate.
Likes: Reading, traveling, thunderstorms, animals, baking, and the color blue
Dislikes: Mornings, scary movies, sharks, seafood, and odd numbers
Hopes to: learn how to fit into my new role as mommy while figuring out how to maintain her first role as wife
Fun Fact: I went skydiving back in 2012 and my picture is from that experience.

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THEY SEE THEIR S/O WEAR PANTIES FOR THE FIRST TIME (MALE READER)
→ Warnings: kissing, degradation in some parts, nsfw content.

I MET COLLEGEHUMOR AT THE KFEST AFTERPARTY. A DAY OF KPOP (+ SEEING MINZY PERFORM) AND MEETING MY FAVES. WHAT A GOOD DAY.
i'm saucin, livin' in big seoul city. ”

still currently having a hard time with life stuff! please bear with my inactivity and inconsistent updates, thank you!

hi! i'm ash~ 21 y.o. i write primarily skz (smau) fics. check out my "about me" page for more deets! welcome to my side of town <3
hearts full of honey (mid-2022) (h.hj)
right through me (late-2022) (k.sm)
╭──╯ … if you have any questions, don’t be shy to hmu!
ate ash imy pi 😞🙏 sana ur okay lngzz
not much but it’s okay not to be okay 😔💔‼️✨ imyt
(36) when his older cousin comes for you
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ HEARTS FULL OF HONEY | h.hj smau
Suki, I’ve recently discovered your blog and read through some of your fics. I really love a lot of them, and I’m waiting eagerly for updates to the ongoing ones.
The most recent fic of yours I’ve read is “don’t shoot me” and now I’m debating whether or not to read the entirety of that universe (SLC/HDD). But I’m slightly concerned about the tags (bc I get emotional and sensitive ugh). I need to know. How bad are they? Like, how much angst should I expect, how long is the burn before the angst is resolved, etc.? Are there any possible/prominent trigger warnings (other than the ones in the masterlists)? Even if you could tell me a small summary of them, that would be really appreciated and would help me figure out if I should read it or not. I’m sure your writing is amazing, and I know from DSM that they have happy endings, but I also get rly hung up on fiction sometimes… could you help me out?
Thank you, and I really love and appreciate your works! Take care of yourself, always take breaks for your mental and physical health, drink lots of water, eat and sleep enough, the whole gist. Self-care to the max 😌✨❤️
aw thank u!! that’s v v sweet. 🙏🙏🙏💓💓💓
mmm yeah, as for that universe, i can def agree that DSM is the most lighthearted one. i already forgot the warnings in the masterlist so ig i’ll just try to add a summary/explanation that’s spoiler-free???
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ HEARTS FULL OF HONEY | h.hj smau
(34) the moment of failure was there
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ HEARTS FULL OF HONEY | h.hj smau
(33) when someone comes over so you gotta clean
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ HEARTS FULL OF HONEY | h.hj smau
Ahhhhh I just read OATGAE (lmao sounds like “gay oat” AND ITS SO GOOD UGSHSISJDJD can I be added to the tag list please?
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ HEARTS FULL OF HONEY | h.hj smau
Hi!! I’ve just recently discovered and binge-read your HFOH fanfic, and I wanted to say that I rly like it :) you have a funny style of writing relationships between characters and I guess I just like your characterisation in general. Thanks for sharing your work with us, I hope writers block stays far away from you and that the muses gift you with motivation :)
aw thank you! i take pride in my characterizations and character dynamics (smau-wise) i do think it is one of my strengths LMFAO, i’m glad you like it!
i don’t regularly get writers block, mostly burn out but thank you! getting feedback is what motivates me to write the most so i hope you guys keep sending em

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by reddit user emptyfaces5 ( source )
I feel stupid writing this, but I don’t know where else to go. I don’t feel safe here, which is probably stupid because I’m probably overreacting over nothing. I remember a friend telling me about this subreddit and that people can sometimes help others who are in need of it. I’ve read a few stories here (that creeped the fuck out of me which doesn’t help) in order to know how to write these things, what to say. Still, I don’t really know how to say this. I think there is something wrong with my mother.
I live with my mother and sister in a nice neighbourhood, you know, the usual. I recently graduated high school and have gone off to university. Since my school is only an hour drive away, I like to bus home every few weekends to see my family (and especially my dog). My sister goes to the same school as me, but works part-time at my mom’s work so she commutes.
Me and my mom have a special relationship, she’s my best friend. All my life I’ve been a momma’s boy. We regularly see movies, go to dinner, or just watch tv together. We are very similar, I got my mom’s personality while my sister got my dad’s. In case you’re wondering, my dad cheated on my mom when we were kids and married someone else. He now lives 30 minutes away. We don’t see him often, but neither of us care that much since we never created a strong relationship with him.
Back to my story, me and my mom are close. She texts me a lot at university to see how I am doing, or just sends heart emojis (she just recently learned about them so she goes crazy). I know my mom, I know how she reacts to certain situations, I know how she starts conversations, etc. I finished my final midterm a few days ago and decided to come home for the weekend. I took the bus and my mom picked me up from the bus station. Everything seemed normal, we went out to dinner and went home to watch The Walking Dead. She went to bed as it ended and I went downstairs into the basement to play some video games.
This is where I think something weird happened. As my game finished, I heard a sound from upstairs where everyone sleeps. It sounded like a scream, but I could be wrong. I stayed silent for a few seconds waiting to see what it was, but nothing happened. I tried to brush it off but the way my brain works is that I quickly started to think that my mom had fallen and hit her head, or someone had entered the house.
I walked up to the main floor and called out to my mom upstairs, no answer. I called a few more times before I started to head up the stairs. My room was right beside my mom’s room, her door was closed while mine was open. I noticed that our dog Delilah was sitting on my bed, staring at me. This instantly confused me because my dog always sleeps with my mom. Always. I knocked on my mom’s door and called out again, no answer. This is where I started to panic.
I opened the door and peeked into darkness and silence. My mom always sleeps with her sound machine which plays peaceful sounds of the ocean or the jungle to help her sleep, but it was on the floor unplugged. The light from the hall gave me enough light to see my mom on her side facing away from me, blanket covering everything but her hair.
“Mom?” I called out. Still no answer. The room was freezing cold and I felt that something bad had happened and I wanted to make sure she was alright. I walked up to tap her on the shoulder when almost in unison the hall light turned off and my mom finally spoke.
“Hear what?” I replied as I took out my phone to see. I assumed my sister had come home from her boyfriends and turned the light off.
As we both waited in silence, I heard a faint whispering coming from her closet. I know in horror movies the protagonist would open it slowly, but I’m not a fucking idiot and jumped up onto my mom’s bed. I get scared extremely easily.
I turned to look at my mom but her face was now completely under the covers as if she was trying to avoid me.
“Can you check out the sound in the closet?” She asked.
“No fucking way, turn on the light!” I replied, voice slightly shaking.
At this point, the whispering got slightly louder and I started to legitimately panic.
“Mom turn on the fucking light!” I screamed.
She didn’t move, so I quickly reached for the switch and turned on both lights. The whispering stopped and I felt much safer.
“What the fuck was that?” I asked. As weird as my mom was acting, I was more focused on the whispering. She still didn’t answer, but she did start to move. She awkwardly moved her body towards the end of the bed, then moved her head towards the door, face still hidden. She got up and walked out of the room towards the bathroom. I was in utter shock with the way she was acting and seriously started to assume she got possessed or some shit. I heard the tap turn on and the bath started to run.
My stomach dropped and I called my sister who thankfully picked up.
“Are you home?” I asked, still kind of panicking.
“Yeah why? What’s wrong?” She could hear the fear in my voice and knew something was wrong.
I stayed on the phone with her and ran downstairs and was greeted by her sitting on the family room’s couch. I ran beside her and sat right next to her. She could tell I was scared and started to get scared herself.
“What the fuck is wrong with you? What happened?!” She angrily asked me.
I told her what had happened from the whispering to our mom acting weird. My sister also gets easily scared and was confused by my story. I felt safe, but was still fucking terrified at the same time. As I finished my story and my sister started to panic as well, we both heard the upstairs bathroom door open. Our mom started to walk downstairs.
My sister and I both looked and saw my mom in her pyjamas staring at us. She looked confused and tired, her eyes empty. She stared at us, emotionless, as if she did not know who we were. After a few seconds, she quickly smiled at us. Her smile was huge, she looked way too happy.
“What was that sound mom?” I asked.
“How was Billy’s?” My mom asked my sister., ignoring my question. Billy is my sister’s boyfriend.
“I’m fine! I just wasn’t feeling well.” She said as she walked into the kitchen and turned the lights on.
“What was that sound in the closet?” I repeated.
“The sound you asked me to check out? It sounded like whispering.”
“It’s gone now.” She quietly replied. She walked around the corner and stared at us, still smiling. We awkwardly started back for a few seconds before she abruptly turned around.
She walked up the stairs and closed her door. My sister looked at me knowing how weird she was acting. We both talked about what the fuck had just happened and were both equally creeped out.
I really don’t know what to tell you guys. I go back to school in 2 days but am still scared. I haven’t seen my mom since, she left for work early the next morning and never came home for lunch. I don’t want you guys to comfort me, I just really want answers. Has anyone experience this before? Does anyone know why she acted like that? Me and my sister are both monitoring this account for any answers because we are losers and don’t know what else to do. My sister is equally as scared.
I was surprised by the amount of feedback I got from my last post, it made me very happy to see all you trying to figure out what it could’ve been and trying to help me! :)
I’ve read several comments regarding the sleeping pills/medicine and I immediately felt a wave of relief. I told my sister and we decided to discuss this with her. We weren’t scared any more knowing that this was the logical explanation.
My mom had just gotten home from work and me and my sister were sitting in the living room, reading the rest of your comments (you guys are fucking hilarious). My mom immediately went to the washroom to pee (she does this every day). One thing that threw me off was our dog, she never ran to the door to greet her. She always does this, she always runs to her and jumps up multiple times out of excitement. This time she was sitting beside me acting as if she did not notice her walk in.
We waited for a minute until she came out of the bathroom.
“Fine.” She replied, sounding exhausted.
We never decided whether we wanted to sit her down and talk about it in a serious matter, or just ask casually.
“We have a question for you.” My sister hesitated as she continued.
“Are you taking any kind of medication? Like sleeping pills?”
My mom popped her head out of the kitchen.
“Why?” She asked, sounding slightly angry.
“You were acting kind of weird last night and it creeped me out.” I said nervously.
My mom stared at my sister, and then back at me. There was an awkward silence that lasted for a few seconds, as if my mom was looking for an answer.
“Yes!” She blurted out suddenly, “Yes I’ve been taking sleeping pills. I haven’t been sleeping well so I went to the doctors and he prescribed me. Sorry if I have been acting strange!”
I sighed with relief. We had an answer. My normal life could continue.
We chatted about work and school for a few minutes before she said she was leaving to go to book club. When she left, me and my sister laughed for a few minutes at how silly we felt. Thinking our mother was possessed, that our house was haunted. Out of curiosity, we decided to go back to our mom’s room to check out the closet.
Some of you suggested to check it out again, and considering we felt much safer about the situation we decided to. We walked up the stairs and opened the door; it was freezing cold. I didn’t think anything of it considering how cold it has been in Canada. It also had a faint smell of something, I don’t know what but it smelt bad.
My mom has this book she bought from Ikea that looks like a book from the outside, but when you open it, it’s actually a little container that you can put jewellery and such inside it. She likes to keep her medicine and any other shit she has around inside of it. I opened it, but found no sleeping pills or any strong medication. All I found were Tums (which are pills that help with stomach aches), her phone charger, and some tissues.
Assuming she had finished her medication and threw it out, I closed it and we went to open the closet. My sister grabbed the handle and opened the door. We both immediately covered our noses in disgust, it smelt rancid. My sister looked at me in fear. My immediate thought was our mom murdered someone and stuffed the body in her closet, but I knew that was silly.
My sister went to the bathroom and grabbed some air freshener. This didn’t help much, but it was better than nothing. The horrible smell made me more curious about what was in the closet. Maybe our dog had gotten in their and peed a few times?
I walked inside but the floor wasn’t wet, yet the smell got worse. I turned the light on and nearly threw up. Every corner of the wall was covered in what looked like mold. It was greenish/black and that’s what I’m assuming the smell was comin
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