xue meng having problems with his pussy being too wet or whatever the technicalities aren’t important… he swallows his embarrassment and goes to his dad for a checkup because he’s the best doctor in this “area.”
he hadn’t expected it would be so embarrassing.
spreading his legs in front of his father, he means. jiang xi’s expression is perfectly neutral, so he’s probably the only one who’s making a big deal out of this.
his pride refuses to let his awkwardness show.
“well?” he prompts when jiang xi doesn’t move. “get on with it!”
Nov 13, 2022 • 12 tweets • 3 min read
#ranwan
it’s been a little over a month since they broke up. mo ran’s doing the best he can, trying to go about his day pretending like he doesn’t feel the gaping hole chu wanning dug in his chest.
“you good?” his friends would ask.
“i’m fine,” he’d answer.
nobody really believes him. he doesn’t even believe himself.
maybe he’d be feeling better than he is now if he’s actually trying to forget.
and he did. really, he did. he deleted a few photos. one time his thumb lingered over the delete button that would erase all their chats.
Nov 4, 2022 • 9 tweets • 2 min read
🔞 underage, ageswap
something about unhinged little virgin a-ning lying about his age so the 40 y/o single dad mo ran he met at the bar would stop dancing around and fuck him already
“i’m 19 years old,” chu wanning insists, hiccuping. he’s already flushed in the face despite his remarkable alcohol tolerance. he’s been drinking for three straight hours now, awkwardly doing his best to 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 this stupid older man who just won’t budge.
Oct 30, 2022 • 6 tweets • 2 min read
mo ran as tumblr text posts — a thread
Oct 29, 2022 • 50 tweets • 9 min read
🔞 #ranwan age gap, infidelity, underage, trans cwn, mistress a-ning
see the thing is—chu wanning knew the man was married. the ring on his finger was one of the first things he noticed when they first met in the cluttered garage of the carwash chu wanning works at.
mo ran’s car had been a tad fancier than their regular customers. his house was nearby, apparently, and the carwash’s service was plenty satisfactory so he never bothered to look for another.
“you look young,” he’d said back then. “you the owner’s son or are you working here?”