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moonstruckme · 2 days

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hi! What about a fic if one of the Mauraders or TASM peter with a reader who's insecure about her big boobs? Like ik everyone thinks it's ideal but honestly sometimes it really sucks when shirts don't fit right or everything looks slutty or u can't go braless or alternatively a fic about their gf overhearing someone say they r an ass man but she has a small butt?

Thank you for requesting!

cw: insecurity around breast size

tasm!Peter Parker x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You’re looking in the mirror, and you want to feel good about yourself. Really, everything looks the way it should. Your hair looks better than it would on an average day, that new eyeshadow thing you tried actually turned out nicely, and your dress fits the way it’s supposed to.

Just, the way it’s supposed to fit doesn’t really seem right to you at the moment.

“Peter,” you call in the direction of the bathroom, “if I ask you about something, can you promise to be honest with me?”

You hear water splash in the shower, signaling your boyfriend is finally rinsing out his hair. In classic Peter fashion, he seems like he’s going to be late to his own banquet. Oscorp is having a formal event to recognize the achievements of their scientists this year. Peter’s done even more than most, and he’s expected to give a speech before the food comes out which you’ll be lucky to make at this rate. You were supposed to get ready together, but he’d spent the majority of the time flirting with you while you did your makeup in your pajamas.

“Duh, I’m always honest,” he calls back. The shower shuts off. “That’s why they call me your friendly, honest, neighborhood spider-man.” A pause. You wonder if he can sense the dry look you’re sending his way. “Fine, but I’m always honest with you. Shoot, sweetheart.”

“Okay.” You give yourself one final, disappointed look-over in the mirror before heading towards the bathroom door. “I’m serious, don’t sugarcoat anything, but do you think—”

The door swings open, and Peter’s right in front of you, beads of water still visible on his torso and a towel wrapped around his waist.

“—this is too slutty?” you finish, quieter, right as he blurts, “Oh my god.”

Peter blinks. His head does a tiny shake, as if trying to rid himself of a dizzy spell. “What?” he asks.

Probably not your best phrasing. “I just mean, is it too booby,” you try again. You have the urge to tuck your arms around your middle self-consciously, but you worry that would only make the boob predicament worse.

“Baby.” Peter’s still looking at you like you’re speaking another language. “What?”

You look down at your highly visible cleavage, then back up at him. “You know what I mean,” you say softly.

“Okay, speaking from a strictly male standpoint,” Peter says, unabashed as his eyes dip to where yours just where, “I can’t condone the idea that there is such a thing as too booby. But even if I was, like, a ninety-five year old conservative woman, I couldn’t—I would still think you look beautiful.”

Your heart balloons. It’s not a compliment you got much before you met Peter. Hot, sexy, sure, but not beautiful.

“God.” The word slips from your boyfriend’s mouth so softly it almost sounds like a prayer. His hands find your waist, skimming down the satiny material of your dress to rest on your hips. “You’re amazing, sweetheart. Is that the eyeshadow trick you were talking about?”

You nod, cheeks burning. “You watched me do it.”

“It looks different with the dress on,” he agrees. “Fuck. Not to be corny, but you’re seriously taking my breath away. I can’t breathe right now.”

A little laugh stutters out of you, and Peter smiles. He’s looking rather breathtaking himself, fresh-faced from the shower with a piece of damp hair still clinging to his forehead. You unstick it and comb it back in with the others already fluffed up after being toweled off. He smells like his shampoo.

“Can I kiss you,” he asks, “or will I mess up your makeup?”

“Be careful,” you warn, smiling as you lean in.

He is, but his hands give away his hunger, bunching in the fabric at the base of your spine to get you closer. He makes a low, needy sound in the back of his throat, and for half a second you wonder if it’s for your benefit but then you remember that he was right earlier. Peter is always honest with you.

You laugh when you pull away, going to get a bit of tissue paper to blot away the lipstick you’ve left on him. A glance in the bathroom mirror shows that yours is, thankfully, intact.

“Are you sure this dress will be appropriate?” you ask, less insecure now but still nervous as you wipe at Peter’s upper lip. “Regardless of how much you like it, it’s still a formal thing and I don’t want to be…indecent.” You cringe. There’s no word that sounds nice.

Your boyfriend’s brows furrow. His hands skim up your arms, and he looks like he’s about to reply when you fold the toilet paper and stick it between his lips. “Blot,” you murmur.

He does. “Baby.” He squeezes your upper arms, a silent request for you to look up at his eyes. You find them soft and earnest. “There’s nothing inappropriate about what you’re wearing. It is a formal thing, and you’re wearing a formal dress. You look beautiful.” That word again. Your cheeks burn. Peter kisses one of them. “No one is going to have anything to say about how you look other than how beautiful you are,” he promises.

You let the sincerity of his words seep into you, pooling like a warm drink in your belly. The inside of your lip finds its way between your teeth. Now you’re feeling bashful for other reasons.

It’s obvious by Peter’s grin that he can tell. He gives your arms another squeeze before moving you out of the way and going to where his clothes are laid out on the bed.

“Actually, that’s pretty convenient for me.” He discards the towel on the floor, slipping on a pair of boxers and then starting to button up his dress shirt. “You’ve just taken a whole bunch of pressure off my speech, sweetheart. No way anyone’s gonna be looking at me while I’m up there.”

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mxtantrights · 3 days

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here with my weekly jason tt trend request with the whole 'pov: texts from your boyfriend' please? :) thank you hope your days been well ! 🎀💐

a.n: every time I see those on my fyp I wanna giggle and download hinge but alas I know that it's not the same. thank you for sending this in!! I love this so so much

you have to admit Jason is probably not the best with schedules. like he tries his dam hardest but sometimes things happen. Sometimes he doesn't see you for more than three days and he feels like he's neglecting you so he needs to conjure up a date night.

Jason:

random but do you wanna go on a date with me?

you:

we're dating already you don't have to ask

Jason:

yes I do. it's no a given. you might wake up one day and ditch me.

you:

never gonna happen. when and where is this date?

Jason:

my couch in two hours!

or you get super sappy Jason who doesn't wait for you to respond. he just texts you a whole paragraph in the middle of the day because he remembered something about you and needed to let you know that he's thinking about you.

Jason:

just remembered how you cooked me that noodle soup when I was sick the other month and how you took care of me and I never really had that growing up. I mean besides ya know the others and Roy no one has really cared for me like that. I can't believe I have you in my life and I get to make you happy.

sorry that was really long and you're at work.

you:

don't be sorry that was really sweet. I'm literally tearing up right now at my desk. I love you so much jay.

most times Jason is a horny bastard but he keeps it on the down-low. the only reason you know he's a horny mf is because of all the times you were with him in person and he decided to let his urges take the lead. but other times he'll surprise you with it over text.

you:

okay I'm gonna get some cool whip too.

Jason:

I'll have my clothes off before you get home

you:

you HEATHEN for the cookies. THE COOKIES

Jason:

offer still stands.

you:

I'll take you up on it.

Jason also likes to be teased. like make fun of him a bit and he's hot to go. yeah he's horny but he also likes it. doesn't get into too much detail as to why.

Jason:

hey gorgeous

you:

I'm gonna need you to try that again that was a bit cheesy

Jason:

hello love of my life whom I devote myself to every day and sacrifice all my daily earnings for.

you:

you're gonna break a sweat bending over backwards like that

Jason:

you have to know what I'm gonna say with that. you have to

you:

unfortunately yes. that's why I typed it out and hit send

Jason:

your place or mine?

you:

it's the same thing.

#dc x reader #Jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #Jason todd #dc #dc imagine

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3vergr3en · 2 days

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Hi Nana, how are you?🫶🏻

I really really like your writing! Can I please ask for K headcanons? Swf, nswf, ANYTHING cause I love him

Thankyouuu

Yudai (K) headcanons 📸

(🌑) PAIRING . idol!bf!K x fem!non!idol!reader

(❕) CONTENT . contains sfw & nsfw mature writing!! MDNI.

(🗣) A/N . anon, what you asked, you shall receive 😫 also,, HELLO?? LOOK AT HIM? GOD HES SUCH A SHAMELESS SLUT. (i licked my screen when I first saw those pics of him 🙈)

SFW ,'-

his love language is gift-giving and physical touch !!

whenever he brought you along to his practices, he'd lay down with his head on your lap during breaks.

or when he was in the studio with the others, he'd rest his head on your shoulder (although it is a little uncomfortable bc of the OBVIOUS height difference, he doesn't mind)

whenever he came back home from touring, he'd always have little trinkets for you

some of the things you owned ranged from cute claw clips, plushies to add to the numerous ones he'd already bought you, and some EXPENSIVE ass perfume. (you'd wince whenever you'd put on a little spritz.)

buuuut, he'd be all over you if you put it on.

His arms would be wrapped securely around your waist, pulling you against him to rest his chin on your shoulder,

"You smell sooo good, babe." He hums against your ear, taking a good drag along the crook of your neck.

"yeah? It's the one you bought me." You giggle when you feel him peppering kisses along your jaw.

"then no wonder why I love it"

"oh my god,, you're unbelievable sometimes, you do know that right?"

"but you love it" he adds with a chuckle, moving around to stand before you, eyes gazing down into yours.

NSFW ,'-

love it when you're being vocal during sex.

not only does it give him a sense of possession over you,

but it also boosts his ego by a fuck ton.

but don't complain, because all that confidence is well paid off.

he's def into exhibitionism.

after tour, he also likes to bring back home some.. interesting items

for instance, one of them are a pair of vibrating underwear <3

he's an absolute freak btw. and he wholeheartedly admits that with his whole chest.

hence why he bought it for you guys to use :)

he loves to use it when you guys go out to dinner on the weekends

nothing tops his food better than watching you clutch the edge of the table, chest heaving, bottom lip glistening and swollen from how much you've been biting down on it to suppress your whimpers when you feel your orgasm approaching.

he bumps the vibrations up whenever a waiter walks by, urging you to make some noise.

"Come on, baby. I know you want to cum. Just go ahead and moan out my name like a slut, so that way everyone will know what's going on underneath this table."

god. he's so demeaning... you love it!!

"Y-Yudai,, please!" You squeak out, squeezing your legs together.

"Please what? You're a big girl, use your words."

love love loves to fuck you from the back.

its his fav position honestly.

he likes watching his fat cock disappear inside of your slicked cunt.

as well as watching your ass cheeks recoiling every time you push back against him.

grabbing handfuls of the soft, fleshy meat-- smacking it to get those pretty moans out of you <3

you would know whenever he has a bad day at work by him grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling back your head to have your body be flush against his as he thrusts into you.

DADDY KINK ALERT.

"c'mon, baby. cream around daddy's fat cock."

CUMMING INSTANTLY OML.

ANOTHER PLACE HE LIKES TO FUCK IS IN THE PRACTICE ROOMS.

the possibility of the members walking in on you guys fucking on the floor had him throbbing inside of you.

but you lowkey liked the rush of adrenaline whenever you'd heard footsteps outside as your boyfriend was literally balls deep inside of you.

"fuck,, I can feel you clenching down on me. Does that make you excited, hm? That the guys could walk in and see me fucking this tight pussy?"

"I'm gonna cum, y/n. God, fuck. Where do you want it?"

if you said face or chest, your such a dirty bitch.

but he loves those two options btw. so hey, a win is a win ig 🙈

covering your face or tits with ropes of his warm, sticky cum is the hottest thing you could ever let him do to you.

like, by that point, expect for round 2.

and possibly 3.

okay, 4.

#&team #&team x reader #&team hard thoughts #&team scenarios #&team hard hours #&andteam #koda yudai #koda yduai smut #k smut #&team k smut #&team k #&team k hard hours #&team k fluff #&team fluff #&team imagines #&team smut

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pompompompeii · 8 months

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google show results for how to smash my head against the wall without making any noise or sound because noises are far too scary

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iamanartichoke · 8 months

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Not me getting social anxiety / panic about how I'm going to interact and handle my feels when Loki season 2 drops bc what is tumblr anymore, even.

Um, anyway, reblog this post if you're in the Loki fandom, plan on watching season 2, and are down to discuss / possibly deep dive into the material, in a way that is non-toxic to one's overall fandom experience.

To be completely upfront/transparent: Non-toxic doesn't necessarily mean positive. I'm sure I will have my own criticisms I'll want to talk about, and I have no problem with - nay, I enjoy, even - discussing both what I loved as well as what I wish had been ripped from the script draft, tossed into a wastebasket in the writers' room, and then set on fire.

In other words, all opinions are welcome, as are (civil) disagreements, but I'm not here for either anti-level hate or toxic "this is the best and if you don't agree you're an anti" positivity. I like my meta in the middle, very gray, and perfectly balanced, as all things should be.

(I hate myself so much for quoting Thanos, but it's become a bit of a meme in other spaces and it lives in my brain now.)

So yeah ... anyway reblog/follow me if you want to, or whatever. No pressure.

Not really, but yknow.

#loki series 2 #loki season 2 #loki series #loki #loki pokey artichokey #if we're already mutuals feel free to reblog anyway if you want #maybe you know people that i don't #or just reblogging to give me pity notes is cool too #resisting the urge to include a disclaimer apologizing for my existence why am i like this lmao #i just feel like it's taboo? to post something like this?#like the wank potential? idk i revised several times to sound as objective as possible #but yknow. shit gets misconstrued #it don't always be like that but sometimes it do

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kittlyns · 3 days

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A hard pill for me to swallow lately has been that, despite everything, I'm probably the best version of myself that could've existed. And that's not really a comforting thought.

#it's a special kind of doomed imo.#every other path most likely led to something worse #maybe it's pessimistic to think of it that way. maybe I should be more grateful that it isn't worse #but it's hard to find that within me atm #the best of bad outcomes doesn't mean good. it doesn't mean I'm happy.#it just means every other option would have been more miserable. and it's disheartening to think like that ofc #and I know the logic is flawed. but I know myself and even with the advantages I have I'm unable to make anything of myself #had I chosen differently it would only be worse. I'd still be impoverished. I'd still be depressed.#I might just also be stuck in a cult and married w kids in the middle of fucking nowhere wisconsin on top of it all #<- that's the worst case scenario. probably. really hard to say #biggest bullet I've dodged yet tho. completely unintentionally too.#another hard pill to swallow: sometimes the things we want the most WILL ruin your life and it's a blessing when it falls through #unfortunately you don't get to know this until years later #as you watch your ex best friend marry a man almost 2x her age and birth kids she never wanted into this world #and then you're like OHHHH that would've been my fate... I get it now 😐#still. there's no relief in the realization because while you would've been miserable w a shitty husband and 3 or 4 kids #you are in fact still miserable without them. but oh well.#I would say 'anyways. I just need to go to the beach.' but honestly. I haven't felt the desire to do anything at all lately.#we're past the point of letting the sand and waves heal me. we're almost past the point of needlessly venting online!#there's so much I usually would vent about here but I have hardly had the urge to do so.#I'm just tired. life has drained me dry. my heart aches constantly and I barely know why

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coquelicoq · 1 year

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I don't know if it's rude to ask, so apologies in advance if I sound mean, but… how come you repeatedly bring up old posts of yours from three or more years ago? Do you remember each original post you make and intentionally bring them back? Like, I don't think there's anything wrong, your blog can be whatever you want, obviously, and your stuff is always funny or curious in some way, just… I'm kind of lost as of how it came to be, I guess? I don't think I remember my own posts after 6 months, much least if I have to go back to 2020!

ahaha no it's usually just because i'm going back through a tag looking for something else! i recently went back through my entire "my posts" tag (which contains...1468 posts, dear lord) and while i was doing that saw several posts that i felt like reblogging for whatever reason. so it's usually not that i remember them and go looking for them on purpose, it's that i come across them incidentally in the course of doing something else.

if you want to know why i reblog them after coming across them, 1) usually i don't! you are seeing the tip of the iceberg lol, and 2) it's mostly because it's hard to resist the "sooo true, bestie" urge, even when the bestie is just...yourself.

#sometimes...things that are written by me...are things i agree with #but oftentimes they are not once a few years have passed lol. i mean i just looked at 1468 posts by yours truly #and queued probably 1% of them #oh i also went through my asks tag which was another 500 or so posts #if you want to know why i'm putting myself through this it's for a really ridiculous reason #namely: several nights ago i had insomnia brought on by (get this) being too excited to sleep because my brain wouldn't stop #coming up with crosslinguistic french/english puns #and a couple of them in particular i was like oh god this would be a great tumblr username!#however as i've said before i had no plans to ever change my username (even though i don't like it)#because doing so would break any links that contain my current username #i had resigned myself to just living with this username forever. but once i thought of some usernames i actually like #it became harder to resist the urge to change it...#so now i have this convoluted plan to try to identify and tag as many of the links as i can #so that after i switch names i can go back and fix the links #however i'm not sure how feasible this is. there are a lot of links #and no matter what i do short of going through all 45k posts on this blog i will be bound to miss some of them anyway #(i think getting a domain would solve this problem but i don't wanna get a domain bc i'd have to give wordpress my legal name)#indecisive superhero meme w the buttons 'the need to have punny username' vs. 'the need to be able to find things on my blog'#asks #anon #actually anon probably the majority of the time i rb something i wrote 3 years ago it's bc i forgot about it #i come across it and am like oh yeah! this! and it's like a brand new discovery so i put it back on the dash lol #anyway thanks for your ask! i got a kick out of it 😂

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miraculouslumination · 6 months

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"Check yourself before you wreck yourself" is unironically some good mental health advice, honestly

#Jean mumbles #Sometimes you get the urge to do something really reactive and unfounde #*unfounded #Like sometimes you just want to lash out at your friends and abandon everyone #Because why not clearly the list is long enough to justify doing it #But THAT is when you need to put up your own stop sign and be like A-BUT-BUT what are you doing??#No actually what the hell are you thinking??#WHERE is this coming from? WHO is making this call to the house?#Talk to yourself about this - any effort that you put in to deconstructing these behaviors will always be good #No matter how small it may feel #This can really help to solve and avoid a lot of conflicts honestly #It's a skill to build and that can be messy and take a while #But that's why you need to keep doing it #So yeah - check yourself before you wreck yourself #I don't know it's super early in the morning and I've had this on my mind for a while

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raiiny-bay · 2 years

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i... want to draw 😔

#i don't know why i am randomly overcome w the urge to draw sometimes #i don't even like drawing #... i will probably try anyway even tho i know i will probably just quit in frustration #i have to do my nano first tho. i broke 15k words yesterday. gotta keep the streak going #ok i am off. maybe we will get art later but probably not #rainyrambles

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leatherbookmark · 1 year

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somewhat pleased to announce that in case someone wanted to know, and i really don't see why they wouldn't, the cameras that atz use in the cawaii men photoshoots are

fujifilm simple ace p&s camera (for taking photos), and

most probably? pentax spotmatic (the one hj, sh and jh pose with)

#YOUNG PEOPLE NOWADAYS!!! they're wasting film like pros :''')#shrimp thoughts #actually this is terribly artificial behaviour. i was not organically possessed by the urge to check what kinda camera are they posing with #but i DID think it would be funny if i did and then acted like it's a completely normal thing to do. hence.#i should learn up on hj's photography... he did have an exhibit a while ago after all #i'm curious about the pics the guys took with the fuji cameras! what % of them was unsalvageable lol #i know it was probably cold/late/both outside and that they were on a schedule but yknow what they say #or maybe they don't. but anyway the person who picked up THING three seconds ago acts like they know everything there is to know about #THING. and so. as this very person. i'd like to say the pics would probably be better if they could take them outside? you can see #the p&s all have flash but still! oh also that reminds me of my minor gripe w/ atz photoshoots namely. they're All Indoors #well not ALL all but sooo many of them are and it pains me because i love outdoorsy photoshoots #like the one in the diary ver of fever 3 or the second part of the fever epilogue diary ver #...and fever 2 diary ver too. wait are diary versions just More outdoorsy/less Studio Photography? HM #but anyway! i just like when models can interact/blend in with their surroundings. it's always much more interesting when there's something #Else going on in the photo than just one color background/the walls of a room. this is why i loved l**na's predebut album photoshoots becau #*because each was in a different location! several different locations even! sometimes you'd even get a photo that has no people in it #simply because the surroundings are so pretty!#oooh now that i think about it d-day is like that too. yoongi heard me grumbling abt how much i hate those empty pages in bt/s albums #and went Not On My Watch lol #anyway. sorry i'm rambling for no reason gkhsfgkjfsf

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svtskneecaps · 1 year

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i always know i’m getting stressed when my comfort fic becomes “time travel fix-it” adjacent. like honestly when i put that tag back in the ao3 include filters that should have been a red flag.

#i also know i'm getting stressed because i'm starting to do quirky shit #like naming one of my wip documents 'the inside of my head sounds like screaming'#plus i just. have the insatiable urge to DO SOMETHING but that something is none of the things i can think of to do #even the unproductive ones. even the productive ones. it's not that. i need to DO SOMETHING but my body and mind can't decide on what #i'm running out of time. i have a deadline. the deadline has always been tangible and yet somehow it never was.#i have an exact date and somehow that's still nebulous and ephemeral #i am so tired #how do i convince someone i'm hireable when sometimes i'm still trying to convince myself #like i would love to tell these people that i am a WHIZ i am a GODSEND like if i don't know how to do it point me at the documentation #like i'd love to tell them all of that but the minute i look at a job application suddenly i'm questioning everything i thought i Knew #like i'm handed a school assignment and i'm like yes. this i can do. idc. it'll be done and i'm gonna get a damn A #why is this different. like literally why would it be that different. they say 'do this thing' and then i do the fucking thing.#that's life. that's work. that's what i've been told. why am i so scared. why am i not sure i can do it.#like i CAN do it that's what we've been fucking preparing for #i have As!!! As!!!!! they emailed me about graduating with distinction!!!!#i wasn't even trying that fucking hard!!!! this is my normal tryhard!!!!!#why am i so scared a job won't want me. when they're asking for fresh faced college grads.#i'm so tired. i have a headache. i am so afraid. i just need a job. literally one.#i am so scared of the mess i am going to become once i cross that stage #i am so. terrified. i wish i could anticipate graduation like everybody else in my design project.#the future has teeth. and my only option rn is just. bite it first. but i don't think i've ever been that violent.#i'm not ready #i am so scared #not kpop #shut up vic #negativity

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eggmeralda · 2 years

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reading about expressive language disorder and maybe it's an explanation as to why I've never formed a full sentence in my whole life :')

#^above is literally a full sentence but that's not the point #it's still a mess of a sentence i guess #can't form a sentence without saying i guess and stuff it's like yeah but anyway all that sort of thing and like you know etc.#and i always don't know the names of objects so i just call everything a guy or a lad with some vague hand gesture #and i have never been able to easily write an essay in my whole life #and i can never hold a conversation #and i always thought it was just bc of no internal monologue but I've heard of other people who also don't have one and they can still talk #maybe this explains why i barely spoke from age 16-18 and even now i'm known for being relatively quiet #bc if i say something it'll be an incoherent ramble #not a single thought in my head <3 #this is a revelation though omg #i guess in the past few years I've become more confident with talking but it's bc I've just given up trying to make sense so now i just #idk but i just won't say the names of things I'll just point at them or i'll mix tenses up and stuff #also atm i'm basically just putting all the thoughts in these tags as they're appearing for a split second in my head so this is incoherent #but yeah anyway idk if i actually have expressive language disorder itself #but i definitely have Something #i'm thinking of other messed up language stuff like how for the past almost decade i've mixed up words and pronunciations from #other languages like the ones i learnt at school #which i cannot speak but i now know random words #so sometimes i'll just get the urge to pronounce something as it would be in spanish or whatever #and also after a while i'll just get bored of the sensation of saying a certain word so i'll change it. spice it up a bit #especially if it's a word i say a lot #so like names of characters i hyperfixate on get absolutely butchered on purpose #*looking at entry swig rokey unn bytirr 27 teed dav aoodry and bianpolay rn*#anyway this is an absolute ramble and completely going with the theme of this post i do not what i'm supposed to be saying #so i'll end it there #but anyway i love a midnight revelation <3 #ramble

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tvrningout-a · 7 months

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honestly speaking!! is it helpful for y'all to have an interest checker to fill out? they haven't worked very well for me simply bc i forget they exist, and if i made one this time around, i would likely not tack on promises of reaching out/starters/etc. for that reason. i don't want anyone to think i'm ignoring them when really i just forget to check things in a timely fashion ;v;

#i know a lot of people can be shy or have trouble deciding on muses bc me too tbh #i get major decision paralysis sometimes #which is why i don't mind making an interest tracker if it would be helpful for others to specify where their interest is #but maybe i'd make a note asking that you send me an ask or message when you complete it so i know to look?? i dunno asdfg #interest checkers can absolutely be useful i'm just very much an out of sight out of mind kinda person #also good afternoon!! i just finished the big final battle of act ii of bg3 and we're feeling good B)))#dunno what i'm gonna work on but maybe some more blog tweaks and perhaps a promo... hmm #i have the urge to make something aesthetically pleasing but the question is can i do that rn asdf #get ready to ramble | ooc

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ummidkego · 10 months

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Also wtffff pay attention to me :(((

.. The (not too long lasting) urge to ghost people just because they don't give me much attention or/and don't respond to me right away, plus projecting my insecurities onto them/fearing their possible hidden judgments - is Real.

#🎤🛜#Yes I know people have lives + people care about me + my brain is going blank but basically ik the world doesn't revolve around me #but sometimes I wish it did a bit whenever I'd want it to #OH and when I'm feeling socially insecure/getting rejection sensitivity dysphoria big time #I wouldn't ghost someone ever unless if like.. They were dangerous to my wellbeing or some shit.#+ I value talking things out/regulating my emotions/the good stuff y'know?#beung honest and vulnerable whenever I'm ready/feel safe enough #being*#-- Or sometimes instead of that urge I just feel sad or mild anger + ''>:p fine!! Meanie ass/fuckhead... 🙄'' + once in a while mild #arrogance - the arrogance/superiority thingy (idk what to call it) only really happens towards ppl I remember who've hurt/made me feel #really insecure in some kinda way #though. Also - this is coming from a person who's more humble and rarely tries to attention seek (or.. Maybe just overtly?)#Hell - I used to think I was *better* than attention seeking people and couldn't stand it. Now I can understand mult. reasons why ppl do #that though and don't think so harshly about it #btw Yes ik what cognitive distortions are!... Gonna add that to my pinned post actually #What having a minimal amnt of socialization/semi-involuntary isolation and ableist xps/trauma/double empathy issues does to a mf

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jj-one · 2 months

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MIND GAMES ⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

── ✧ ˚. ꒰ pairing ꒱ ˒˓ bf!Jungkook x gf!reader ˒˓ established relationship genre/tags. smut, v small amount of angst, fluff, thigh riding, face sitting, body worshipping, jk lowkey simping hella hard in this & we love to see it <3 words. 1.4k

**old repost from my deleted blog

“Can you stop ignoring me please? It's driving me crazy.” You whine to your nonchalant boyfriend, urging him to mutter at least one word.

He has been giving you the silent treatment since this morning. You and Jungkook got into a petty argument that could've been easily resolved within seconds had he not just stormed out mid-convo.

Rightfully so— you were upset by him not wanting to talk things out and he got all defensive by saying you were ‘overreacting’. The bickering only spiraled from there and once you realized you had to leave for work you left without even saying goodbye.

You felt bad for not at least giving a peck on the cheek but you were slightly annoyed by how immature he could be at times. Once you came back home, you wanted to talk with him immediately to patch things up yet he's still being difficult with you. His silence was speaking mere volumes.

“So you're really going to play that game now huh? You know you can't ignore me forever Kook.” You snicker, all those pent up emotions filling you with an intense longing for him. “Can you say something?”

Jungkook remained quiet as a mouse, still refusing to speak, just sitting there examining you. Taking all of you in, basking in his own little glory. He wasn't trying to ignore you at first but now it has turned into a game for him. His only goal was seeing how far he could push your buttons until you break.

There was nothing more frustrating than craving someone's affection. His affection. Usually he'd give it to you on a silver platter, spoiling you with all the love and attention he could provide. But today — you were gonna have to work for it, and that you did.

Since talking wasn't the solution you try your best guess and think of something else. That's when an evil plan struck your mind — you were going to get a word of out him one way or another.

You were still wearing your work clothes so you strip naked right in front him, taking off every piece of clothing to only leave you in your panties. He tried to make it not so obvious that he was staring but you could feel his eyes on you the whole time. Still quiet, he looks up at you with his big, brown doe eyes — glancing over every inch of your bare form.

Licking his lips while leaning back on the couch he takes in all of you, losing himself in your alluring gaze. As much as he wanted to believe he had all the control in this situation, you played a deafening role in making sure this won't be an easy win for him.

As soon as you fully undressed you make your way over to Jungkook, subtly swaying your hips to send a rise out of him. Walking up to your boyfriend you find yourself straddling his thighs between your legs, the bitter silence only creating a thicker tension. His face looked so innocent, you couldn't help but go in to kiss him. Grabbing the side of his face to pull him in for a sweet, sensual kiss, molding your lips to match his hungry movement.

He was passionate with the kiss — almost leaving you winded by the end. You could tell that he's been holding that in since this morning, you couldn't open your eyes afterwards, savoring in the taste of him on your tongue.

“I'm an asshole, sorry y/n. I don't know why I do the things I do sometimes… but l'm thankful I have someone as patient as you in my life.” Jungkook finally spoke, his gentle tone brings you a familiar source of comfort.

Heated make outs turned you both into even more dangerous territory. A constant rush of heat surges throughout your body, leading all the way down to your aching core, you swung your head back in pleasure while riding your boyfriend's pretty, muscular thighs. The light-blue distressed jeans he wore showing just the slightest bit of skin to make you go feral. The weak, sweaty kisses in between rutting against him — the friction of his jeans grazing over your clothed heat, making you feverishly whimper out for him.

Jungkook couldn't keep his hands off you if he tried. Everything about you is absolutely stunning and perfect to him. His hands dance along the perimeters of your body, tracing every line and curve of your heavenly beauty — embarking on the notion that you are all his. He needs to show how grateful and lucky he is to have you more often.

“God... need you so bad right now..I don't wanna waste another second without having my cock inside you.” He keens, migrating his lips up the side of your earlobe.

He's going to have to put in the work to get a reward like that though.

“I want you to eat me out then we can talk later.” You boldly counter, not even giving him an option at this point.

His face lights up with an idea, “Wanna sit on my face princess?” You nod right away, letting Jungkook maneuver you to the side so he could lye down comfortably — he looks up at you with wandering eyes as you go in for another kiss. He hums into the kiss, moving his hands to grab your ass. It's beginning to become too unbearable to keep your panties on.

Breaking the kiss to remove your soaked underwear, you toss them on the floor and meet your boyfriend's handsome face once again.

The anticipation was killing him, he couldn't wait to devour your pretty little pussy already ;( As soon as you positioned yourself below him, he held onto your thighs with both hands — making eye contact with you as he pressed a kiss to your swollen bud.

Any minor touch to your clit makes you overtly sensitive, letting out a tiny mewl from the light action. His lips part open to dip his tongue into your wetness, “mmmh... fuck Koo” you hiss, already needing to brace yourself to not cum early. His mouth always works magic on you, leaving you with an earth-shattering orgasm every single time.

He flattens his tongue completely now, dragging a long stripe across your slit, drinking up all your essence, letting none of you go to waste. His face was so deeply buried into you all you could see now was the top of his head — grabbing a fistful of his messy hair to pull on later. You rock your hips back and forth to build more movement, grinding on his face while not having a care in the world if he could breathe or not.

From the looks of it, there were no complications on his end since he started moaning against you — the vibrations sending instant chills to your spine. You feel his nose brush up against your bundle of nerves, his tongue appears again to spread it’s brutal attack on your clit. His warmth on the sensitive sprout makes you jut your hips into a hastier motion.

“Shit... keep going just like that…i'll cum all over your face,” you cry out, feeling yourself close to making a huge mess and creaming all over his face.

“Cum on my face please, my precious little doll.” He only breaks away to say that quickly and attaches hisself back instantly.

Those words did it for you, it was like ultimate green light to reaching your climax. Two digits enter your weeping cunt and his tongue goes back to sucking on your puffy abused clit — the knot in your stomach tightens as he produces sloppier licks to your leaking folds.

A lusty, guttural moan escaped your lips, screaming your boyfriend's name at the top of your lungs. Jungkook keeps your hips steady with a tight grasp to help ride out your intense high; his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping. His face saturated with the glint of your sweet nectar, he licks his lips and savors the delicious taste of you, there's nothing that'll ever compare.

"So beautiful my baby.. so fucking gorgeous.." he chants under his breath, kissing the apex of your thighs. He'll never get tired of admiring your pretty body— or you in general.

Jungkook has always been more of a giver than a receiver, he likes to watch his partner writhe under him, loves when they cry and violently shake while he's giving them the most pleasurable moments of their life. He also likes to get what he wants in the end but that isn't always needed for him to be satisfied. He'll get his nut eventually, but in the meantime he's going to keep playing with you some more.

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lowkeyremi · 4 months

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"DADDY I THREW UP"

How they react when their little ones throw up ! (we all know gojo is gonna be overreacting) ft. gojo, geto, choso, toji, and nanami

content: TW: vomit, no curse!au fluff, established relationship (marriage), children, families. (divider by kim jiho) same kids from jjk men as dads

Gojo Satoru

Satoru's on daddy duty for the next week and a half while you're gone, and so far he's actually doing quite well. Currently, he's making dinner from a simple recipe in the recipe book you've been making throughout the last few years.

Two year old Kenji waddles into the kitchen and tugs on Satoru's sweatpants. His head whips around to look down at his little mini-me.

"Hey Kenji, what's up little guy?" He puts his attention back on the wok with noodles in it to make sure he doesn't burn dinner. As he's stirring the food around with chopsticks Kenji starts to form a sentence, "Um.. throw up."

Satoru freezes. "W-what?" He knows exactly what Kenji said but he's scared to turn around. Kenji whines a little bit, "Throw up. Kenji throw up." Usually Satoru would find his toddler's 3rd person speaking cute but right now he feels himself breaking out into a cold sweat.

"Oh... um.. It's okay? Where is it?" Kenji's little feet waddle away from the kitchen expecting his daddy to follow after him. Satoru turns the heat down to low so the food won't burn, and follows his little boy to the 'crime scene'.

Kenji sticks his thumb in his little mouth and points to the throw up on the carpet.

"O-oh god, I think I'm gonna-" He gags and runs into the bathroom. Nothing comes from his mouth so he shudders. He needs to calm down, it's just a little throw up from his own kin, he'll be alright. The faucet runs and he splashes some water on his face.

"I can do this. I can do this. I can-" He hears the telltale sign of someone throwing up. Kenji is definitely sick. The throw up is followed by loud crying. Satoru's dad instincts kick in and he runs back over to where his little boy is.

"Hey, hey, hey, little guy. It's gonna be okay. Let's get you a bath, then I'll call mommy, okay?" Kenji nods. It breaks Satoru's heart hearing those little sniffles that leave his baby boy.

Geto Suguru

"PAPAAAAA!!!! Hana threw up!!!" Suguru looks at you and you stare right back.

"Don't look at me, I cleaned Hana's vomit yesterday while you were working late." He fights the urge to roll his eyes at you, because you're being childish in his mind.

Suguru makes his way to the kitchen so he can get the carpet cleaning spray out of the cabinet. "Fucking hell." He mumbles without realizing his six year old daughter was near by.

She gasps dramatically before yelling, "OOOOOO PAPA SAID A BAD WORD!!!" He screws his eyes shut, agitation was slowly seeping in.

"I'll put a dollar in the jar, but please stop screaming, Kana. Your sister doesn't feel good and the screaming is hurting Papa's head." He has retrieved the spray and a damp rag to clean up the soiled spot on the carpet.

"Sorry Papa." Kana's voice is lowered drastically. Being a curious little thing she follows her father to go check up on her little twin sister.

"You alright, princess?" Suguru sits close to her little pink bed and poor little Hana shakes her head 'no'.

"I don't feel good, Papa." She whines quietly. Suguru can tell by the way her eyes water, the sweat beads grow on her forehead and the way she frowns deeply that she definitely is sick.

"Why don't you go brush your teeth for me, princess? Then Papa will get you some medicine." Suguru understands his daughter very well. He'd always get sick while eating curses, sometimes they were so bad he would vomit all over the place. LOLLL no curse au so he aint gotta suffer.

She nods hopping from her bed to go brush her teeth in the bathroom. Suguru gets to work cleaning up the carpet.

Kamo Choso

Ryuji's school had called you because your boy threw up in school, which he was very embarrassed about because elementary schoolers always know how to make a big deal out of something small. Many children were crowding your son where he threw up some gasped in horror others laughed. Luckily the teachers were able to get the students under control once more.

They sent him to the nurse and she dialed you, "I'm so sorry, baby. Mom's out of town, give the phone back to the nurse so I can give her dad's number, okay?" He utters a quiet response before handing the phone over.

You chat with the nurse for a little bit giving her the information she needed then you told your son goodbye and hung up.

The nurse is quick to dial Choso and he picks up after the fourth ring. "Good morning, Sir. I'm calling because your son Ryuji Kamo threw up and he isn't feeling too good. We called Mom but she said she won't be able to come pick him up. Do you think you could check him out or do you have another trusted family member who could pick him up?" She's got a pen and notepad ready to write down another number if Choso couldn't make it.

"Oh dear, yeah I'll be there in about twenty minutes. Is his stuff packed already or..." He trails phone pressed to his ear, he hadn't been doing anything too important since he'd already finished up his meeting.

"No Sir, we'll send him right up to pack up. He'll be waiting for you in the main office."

"Alright, thank you." Choso's starting to worry, does he need to take Ryuji to the doctor? Should he stop at the grocery store and get soup? Should he make soup? Do you have kids cold/flu medicine at home? Your husband can't remember the last time Ryuji had vomited and he's pretty sure you'd taken care of it anyway.

"Hey Siri, how do I take care of my sick son?" She responds with 'here's what I found' he quickly scans over an article and the main idea is comfort him, make him something light, make sure he's hydrated, and gets plenty of rest. He could do that. Choso's not the best at emotions but he'll do what he can for his boy.

Eventually the two make it home, and Choso is quick to act. "Change into your pjs and I'll get you some medicine. How do you feel?" He needs a basic idea of what he's dealing with.

"My stomach reallyyyyyyy hurts." He whines holding his abdomen area tightly.

"Like you need to go to the bathroom kind of hurt?" Choso thinks it might be a stomach bug because his so shakes his head 'no'.

"Nuh uh, feels like someone is stabbing me in the stomach." His brows knit and a frown covers his face. it hurts to see his son suffering.

"Alright, I've got you kiddo. I'll take care of you." He promises to his growing boy.

"Thanks dad."

Fushiguro Toji

"Dad come look! I threw up! It's so cool!" Four year old Yui says, which is odd, no normal little kid is happy after throwing up so Toji is suspicious.

"Tell your brother to clean it up." Yui crosses her little arms and pouts.

"I already told Megumi and Nami!! They told me to go tell you!!!" He doesn't want to clean it up. He already has his work cutting out for him changing his newborn's diapers, cleaning up vomit was not on his list of to dos.

He would have told her to go ask you to clean it up but it's sunday and you usually go out for brunch with your friends. So, unless he somehow coaxed his stubborn son, Megumi, he'd have to do it himself.

When he finally reaches the bathroom, he groans in annoyance at how she just barely missed the toilet had she run a little faster she would have made it. To make matters worse it looks like she tried to clean it up herself and just spread it all everywhere.

"Oh, Sprinkles threw up too! Cuz he ate some of mine."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" A deep unsettling groan rips from his throat. Yui finds the whole ordeal funny, she's giggling and cooing at her father.

Bonus: A few days later you're walking past Yui's room and you hear her yell, "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

You instantly stop, "Excuse you little girl, who did you hear say that?"

"Dad said it when he had to clean up my throw up!!" She smiles brightly at you. She's so innocent she doesn't fully understand the weight of what she's said.

"That's a bad word sweet girl. Don't say that anymore, got it?"

You're given a little nod to indicate she understands.

"TOJI WHERE ARE YOU?!" He's about to get an earful from you.

Nanami Kento:

"Hey guys, I came as soon as I could." You exhale deeply as you set your keys on the rack and slip off your shoes. Kento had picked up your son because the school called saying he'd thrown up.

Kento appears from the hallway with a finger on his lip telling you to "shh".

You lower your voice to a whisper, "Is Hiro alright?" Kento walks up to you and gives you a comforting hug which you really needed.

"Yeah he's resting right now. He threw up in the car. Twice. I was going to go clean it up right now. Emmie should be waking up from her nap soon, though." You're so grateful to have a husband you can rely on in a time of need.

When Hiro's school had called you, you were in the middle of a very important meeting so you couldn't leave. Nanami had left work early to go pick up your son.

His smile is so intoxicating. You pull him by his collar and make his lips meet yours. He immediately reciprocates by bringing his hands up to cup your cheeks and kiss you back.

"Thank you, baby." His eyes are so beautiful and if you didn't have to go make sure to be there for your baby girl you would have continued to stare at them.

"Of course my love. Parenting is a two person thing for a reason."

"I bet by next week we'll be sick too." You say chuckling dryly.

"Most likely, yeah." He says shaking his head. He begrudgingly walks out to his car to clean up the vomit in the backseat.

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