#YEAH YEAH OKAY OKAY OKAY NORMAL BEHAVIOR

[skitskatdacat63]

these made me have a mental breakdown at 3 am tbh

#I DONT EVEN THINK I NEED TO SAY WHAT IM THINKING ABOUT THESE #THE TOP TWO ARE JUST SSDOSJFLKFJ;DKOPBJWP #YEAH YEAH OKAY OKAY OKAY NORMAL BEHAVIOR #like instead of just waiting he puts his hands on sebs hip and lower back???? okay???????????? #perfectly normal work place behavior imo! (sure sure sure.....) #such a tender soft touch...its okay fernando if youre gonna touch him in the first place you might as well grab him #i love looking at clips thru a shipper's lense bcs every little thing just causes horrific derangement #AND OH YEAH THE HELMET CARESS!!!!!!!!!! OKAY SEBBBBBB!!!! #this one's for C LOL bcs my god we are both losing it #just i cannot put into words my exact thoughts except LOOK AT HIS HANDS OKAY!!!!!! #vettonso #sebastian vettel #fernando alonso #f1 #formula 1 #2011 british gp #2011 is my comfort season okay?? im not worried abt spoilers bcs theres not rly a championship fight. its just good vibes #we do a little bit of f1

[casuellenjoyer]

thinking about my wife that was deployed to the pronouns war…

#normal daniil fan behavior #just so you know i do this ironically OKAY #but yeah im daniil most normal fan #daniil dankovsky #pathologic #pathologic 2

[triangle-strategy-notes]

Jens's "Slumber Strike" ability has the variable name "BREAK_SKULL" and it's absolutely sending me. No tranquilizer here just a good old-fashioned bludgeoning :)

#triangle strategy #ts datamining #what's really getting me is that it's JENS #I was thinking slumber strike was either anna or rudolph and I was like yeah okay I can see them breaking someone's skull #normal them behavior! #but jens is just a guy. just a little guy. and he's out here breaking skulls

[hecksupremechips]

I always heard people say that Layla should’ve gotten with Warren Peace instead of Will in sky high but guys come on it’s 2023 we all all know she and warren were just bearding for each other I’m sick of pretending they weren’t

#sky high #and okay maybe im projecting because just look at them and the amount of gay awakenings that were had to them #my own 😵‍💫 #im a warren peace stan is this even kinda surprising hes emo he reads hes hotheaded he likes shitty poetry crap he has bad social skills #of course i was into him #and layla too come on shes got absolutely broken plant powers but shes a pacifist shes sweet shes an activist she calls the school fascist #but no yeah layla and warren so very clearly were not interested in each other at all like they will be bomb ass besties but romantically no #warren was literally playing the role of gbf like Layla was talking about will and hes like #girl just kiss him already #he had no desire to be with her romantically and was pretty explicity not into holding her hand #but he played along cuz he just wanted to make will mad like this is such gbf behavior akdjks #just like ‘oh so you wanna piss off your shitty crush? lol okay lets do this 😎’ #plus like just look at him hes simply gay your honor #layla now layla is painfully obviously gay and its gonna hit her like a train #weve all wanted her to be gay our whole lives but noooo she had to get with boring fucking will #in my version she and will date for a while but feelings get complicated #she isnt sure if she likes will or if she just chose him cuz it was convenient to like her male friend #she always looked at other girls a bit longer than what was ‘normal’ #but she isnt into labels! she doesnt need to worry about this! its fine everything is fine- #shes just an over eager ally thats all #the crisis lasts for years warren gives her The Stare shes like 🫣 #listen im just trying to live out my childhood dream and make the characters i had an indescribable fascination with gay #and yes i was just watching sky high what about it

[sexynetra]

How come none of y’all other sashnetra bitches told me sasha liked this tweet??? I had to find out on my own? How very dare you

#sasha is out here single-handedly feeding sashnetra rumors I love it for her #she said yeah she is the prettiest person ever so WHAT it’s facts #and I respect it immensely #I like to think they are best friends who make out sometimes #I do that with some of my hot friends that’s just normal gay behavior when your friends are sexy okay #anetra #drag race #rpdr 15 #drag race 15 #rpdr #sasha colby #sashnetra #Twitter #can they just date already #apparently they’re both single so #why not

[dc-said-bi-robin-rights]

Slightly obsessed with the idea of Rose having secretive government employment in Rebirth but still hanging around her old flames. Like real “coming back from the war” vibes.

Like I’m just imaging Rose getting like 2 weeks shore leave from Stormwatch because she did really well on a mission or whatever and her just appearing in front of Cassandra’s apartment one day still wearing her costume and carrying like a duffel bag over her shoulder and Cassandra not being the least bit bemused by this.

Assgjshdvs like Rose spends the entire 2 weeks giving Cassandra the best strap of her life before leaving again like nothing ever happened. They don’t see each for three months after this and neither thinks it’s weird or considers themselves the other one’s bootycall. Actually they both think “ah yes I’m totally getting a good grade in romance” and literally no one else thinks they’re dating because they never talk about each other or even go on dates ahajhshw

#rose wilson #ravager #Cassandra Cain #cassandra cain has a harem and it consists entirely of girls whose fathers are crappy people #black bat #batgirl #batman #orphan #listen I NEED them to be weirdos okay #they’re too fucking normal these days #Cassandra needs to be a feral unnerving weirdo again #rebirth has sanded down so many characters it’s annoying #yeah sure Cassandra canonically stares at random people through their windows just to see how they live but like c’mon #that’s just normal Bat behavior tbh #Rose tells people Batgirl gave her the scar on her neck and everyone assumes they’re still bitter rivals that have like death matches #but they’re just dicking each other down #cassrose #rosecass

[kimmkitsuragi]

if i dont see my friends tomorrow i will literally die

#i know im always so dramatic about this but im so alone it's pathetic....... #like everyone always has other people and im always asking people to pleeeeease pay attention to me like a pathetic dog #i keep asking people 'so are we meeting this week' 😥 like i swear im always asking this #and i just feel so pathetic about this like. heeyyy hiii please meet me someone im so normal hahaha pleaseeee 😥 #and i dont want to blame people because like yeah. life. in general #but also it just keeps happening how we specifically set up a possible time and #then that time comes and TO ME it's supposed to be like the best day ever. literally the only time i can ever feel happiness. ONLY time fr #and then it's just another thursday for them like they promised someone else something. #and then i have to be like okay :') what about next week x day then :') #and then i ALWAYS end up making myself believe that this time it's actually gonna work out!!!! really!!!!!!! #and then it never does!!!!!! for such a long time!!!! #and i know like. whatever. life. it's literally normal i know and im not blaming them i really am not #but im just blaming myself for being so pathetic that the only sliver of happiness in my life is #meeting other people every few weeks if im lucky lmao #like. truly loser behavior #before anyone says i should meet new people maybe. that's true probably #but. :') #that post that goes like 'how it feels to be in a transitional period in your life' lmaoooooooooooo ooooo ooooo you know #anyway. i will probably delete this when i realize how unwell i sound but. well #🗒

[anothermonikan]

me when my asexuality means I'm asexual and do not find people sexually attractive

#Okay I'm being really overdramatic with the Walter White gif lmao #this is about an exchange I had with a friend today where they sent me a video of an actor and said 'smash or pass' #And they do that all the time but it's usually with like anime characters or puters (They know I'm a computer-liker) #and gwah...my immediate reaction was like 'That's a real person. That's a weird thing to do smash or pass to.' #'You shouldn't be finding a random real person sexually attractive at all. that's objectifying behavior!' #and then I have remind myself that no Andy that's completely normal behavior. That's how people usually are. Do not forget you're the weird #gwahhhh. Me when my brain is da way it is #You know sometimes I forget I'm Ace and then something like this happens and I'm like oh yeah! #I forgot this was a fundamental part of who I am! Oops! It's kinda reassuring but also gwahhh #Okay I think the tags are long enough that it's safe to say here but like #Thought I unlearned the 'Just because you have a libido it doesn't cancel out your asexuality' thing #but man...it still be like that sometimes #Okay I gotta go to bed and other stuff now lol #Android.txt

[videogamelover99]

do you have any opinions/analyses on ranpo? thanks!

Ranpo is as if someone actually wrote NPD correctly.

#wow that is such a hot take huh #but seriously #having low empathy while still caring about people #caring a LOT about what people say #having terrible self esteem while believing youre amazing in every way possible at the same time #hard to let go of the narrative you had for yourself (it would be stupid if I turned out normal now) #and yeah some of his behavior is shitty and unthoughtful but at the end of the day he just. exists. #as a complex human being #that wants himself and his friends to be okay #bsd #asks #ranpo edogawa

[absentmoon]

i keep noticing really tiny details likeee legitimately thoughts about the lines on his neck or how his body is turned in certain frames keep showing up completely legitimately and. like they need to stop

#me normally Yeah i just love and appreciate the human form and all its folds and marks and intricacies #me with benny This behavior is not okay. This has to change. #daisy.txt #🎰.benny

[crowfeathers]

I think it’s great when an anime tackles grooming/pedophilia in an actual mature and understood way especially applied to younger guys as the victims but you know fans are unfortunately not going to be normal about it

#anime fans having a normal one. once again #i know little to nothing about csm but it baffles me that people went into this not knowing that those are major themes in it. then again #cant.. really expect a lot of these people to have functioning brain cells #sorry i looked through the tags on a h*meno gifset or w/e her name is and yeah only two out of the dozens of notes were like.. #‘yep! groomer behavior!! sure is!!’ #while the rest were literally oogling over her or the dude shes preying on. Okay #i too am sad the hot person is terrible. i can move on tho 😐

[jrueships]

Giannis really didn’t have to do Marcus like that 😭

https://twitter.com/granite603/status/1523049542169595904?s=21&t=tzDeqgjrFRDszDCvsjn4XA

Oh no.... the bfs are fighting 😮?!??!?!?

Okay i just opened the link and.

🙁🙁🙁🙁 UM. perhaps my propaganda is working a bit... TOO well-

#UM #IT'S OKAY THEYRE BOYFRIEMDS 😭‼️‼️ #THIS IS JUST NORMAL BEHAVIOR- #i cant. believe this. #OUT OF ALL PEOPLE ??????? #marcus really wishing he was not a 6'3 short king rn... #on LIVE tv... #IF U DONT LIKE THAT U DONT LIKE NBA BASKETBALL!!!!!! #but thats crazy wtf 😭😭 GIANNIS???? #and then he just Stands there LMAO #me after another mans mouth involuntarily touches mine loined phallus : 🧍🏿 #this is just.. crazy insane unhinged boyfriend behavior #wylin out on LIVE tv #battle of THE boyfriends #taken to accelerated heights! #but yeah sorry marcus that one was on me 😭 my agenda... #we live in a world where ted propaganda reigns supreme #it just can never happen normally tho bcs thats the basis of all tedganda@ #! #sorry marcus 😭 #ted asks #good to see marcus/giannis staying strong even in times of War #marcus/giannis #i just caught the replay of That Moment and i went GIANNISSSSS <3!!!! .... oh 😮 #😨😨😰😰😰😰😰 #as u can tell im just playing this game on tv as background noise 😭

[yueebby]

happy wife, happy life  — gojo satoru

synopsis. not fawning over his wife may prove to be harder than gojo thought.

contents. fluff, gojo is so whipped for his wife and everyone is tired (whats new), ooc gojo?

notes. this was pure self indulgence. i wanted to slander and coddle gojo all at once and this was it teehee :3

the first thing you hear when you stand up to leave the staff meeting is a wolf whistle.

“looking good,” satoru looks you up and down. you roll your eyes playfully, your husband’s behavior is not foreign to you. he taps your upper thigh, dangerously close to your butt as you take your leave. however, the others in the room don't take kindly to the action.

“highly inappropriate behavior gojo,” utahime mutters under her breath from across the table. beside her, nanami is giving your husband a hard stare. 

satoru pays no mind to them though, smiling up at you as you walk out of the room. you shake your head when he continuously blows a series of kisses. he ignores your rejection, opting to mouth crude comments instead.

the moment the door shuts, the strongest sorcerer immediately deflates, disinterested in whatever matters the rest had to discuss about. 

“i don’t know how she puts up with you,” utahime takes a long sip out of her cup of tea. beside her, shoko snorts.

“probably for his body.” shoko is not unfamiliar with satoru’s antics, having witnessed it since his rowdy school days. she applauds him for coming far with you, but it was still fun to tease him.

gojo crosses his arms, emitting a disgruntled sound. “and my golden personality?”

nanami sighs, “ieiri’s conclusion is most likely right.”

the limitless user wiggles his finger playfully. “nanamin, how scandalous of you to fantasize about my body! i’m a married man y’know~” 

nanami looks like he has eaten something sour. unlike you, nanami’s attitude towards gojo has not softened as the years passed.

“i’m surprised she’s still with you.” utahime snickers. “she’s a sensible woman and you’re–” 

satoru frowns at her statement.  he’d never thought about how you felt about his behavior. perhaps that was his fatal flaw. gojo satoru had a nasty streak of negligence. and the last time he failed to notice someone dear to him —   

“well i’m glad she ended up choosing me, yeah?” his frown is quickly covered up by the wide smirk on his face. he leans back on his chair that’s starting to feel less comfortable by the second. the chair creaks under the weight of his body. honestly, how old are these old wooden things? “as much as i’d like to keep chatting about my lovely wife, i’d like to get this meeting over with so i can see her again.”

the rest of the meeting ensues as usual.

“sensei has been weird… right?” itadori offers his hand after knocking megumi down during a sparring match. the black haired boy grunts as he is pulled up.

“if by weird, you mean normal.” megumi glances back at you and gojo who are watching intently at the first and second years practicing close combat on the training field. it was a bit peculiar to see satoru not throw himself all over you. gojo without pda is like a jigsaw puzzle missing its most essential piece, leaving the overall picture incomplete and lacking the electrifying energy that defines his existence. 

“i feel like i should be happy, but it’s unsettling to see him not initiating some misconduct. do you think they’re fighting?” nobara is panting on the grassy floor. she raises her hand in surrender when maki leaps in to take her head off with a spear.

maki retracts her blade, turning back to observe you and gojo, “nah, gojo would fold at her command.” 

“salmon.”

from across the training field, you turn to your husband nervously, “why are they staring at us?”

satoru hums, his blindfolded gaze focuses on the field in front of you, “hm, maybe they’re admiring their very beautiful [name] sensei.” the blindfolded man pauses. compliments should still be okay– right? satoru can’t imagine a life without lavishing you with love, yet he will content himself with gently sprinkling you with affection. 

you smack his shoulder playfully. to your surprise, your husband doesn’t reciprocate with some form of physical affection. you tilt your head, perplexed. 

quickly dismissing it, you yell at your students to continue their training.

you don’t notice the way satoru clenches his fists, keeping his eyes trained anywhere but you.

the next time satoru is tempted by your presence is when he comes back home after a mission. it was a walk in the park, but the heavy stack of paperwork that followed it had depleted his energy. all he wanted was to snuggle in bed with his wife, selfishly keeping you all to himself.

and you’re not making it easier to resist with the way you warmly greet him with a smile in nothing but a small cotton tee and those tiny pajama shorts. eyes up, eyes up, eyes up, satoru mentally chants.

he thinks he might actually die.

“toru!” you abandon the book you had been reading to pay your husband taxes (kisses that satoru demands he must have). “you’re home awfully late.”

“mission… paperwork,” his clipped response is mumbled as he hurries past you and to your shared bathroom, avoiding your touch. satoru silently prays to the heavens that you don’t notice his suspicious efforts as he makes his way to take a much needed ice cold shower.

you stand in your spot in confusion, letting your husband go. slowly, you start to connect the pieces of satoru’s strange behavior from his refusal to touch you to his sudden responsible disposition. gojo satoru never does paperwork– not unless you bribe him with a dozen kisses. speaking of kisses, you don’t even remember the last time he had demanded one. something was definitely wrong. 

without missing a beat, you quickly follow your lover’s trail into the bathroom.

to your delight, your husband had failed to lock the door. in the hush of your silence, you can hear the subtle rustle of satoru's garments.

his sky blue eyes go wide when he sees you walk through the door.

“toru… is there something wrong?” your voice is careful. 

the white haired man in front of you nervously laughs as he covers his bare chest, “geez, ask me out to dinner first.” 

“gojo satoru.”

your husband winces at his full name being used, but he puts on another mask. a faux smile plays on his lips as he shrugs. “i don’t know what you mean, gojo.” 

your heart drops at his insistence to shut you out, but you stand your ground. with sheer determination, you walk up to your husband, closing the gap between the two of you. you cup his cheek with a hand while you start to lean closer, your lips nearly brushing.

satoru shuts his eyes, inhaling a deep breath to regain composure. he even sucks in his lips, making him look utterly ridiculous. despite the dangerous allure of your proximity, he resolves to stand firm.

"you won’t even kiss me anymore! satoru, this is absurd. what's happening?" you distance yourself, seeking answers.

despite his towering stature, a snort escapes you as satoru resembles a mere child when mumbling something under his breath.

"come on, use your big boy words."

"i don't want to drive you away," he avoids making eye contact now that his blindfold is off. "i know i can be a bit overwhelming at times."

upon hearing his excuse, you snort loudly, “seriously?”

“seriously.”

“i can’t believe i married such an idiot.” you huff, wrapping your arms around his neck.

satoru pouts, “you’re breaking my heart wifey.”

your lips softly kiss the corner of his mouth. like it was muscle memory, satoru’s lips chase yours even after you pull away. you smile.

“for such a genius, you really are stupid ‘toru.” you flick his forehead. he whines and you know it didn’t hurt, yet you entertain him by leaning up to kiss his injury. “believe it or not, i married you for reasons beyond your pretty face and body.”

“you think i’m pretty?” his eyes shine bright as they lovingly gaze into yours. you take one hand to cup his cheek. he nuzzles his face into it.

“of course you’d say that.” you laugh softly. “but honestly, i’m offended that you thought i would ever be annoyed by your affections. might i remind you that we have been madly in love since our youth? i found myself captivated by your ability to love effortlessly, and the way you hopelessly pined for me for years? i knew i was a goner. that… and your bank accoun–”

satoru kisses you with an intensity that leaves you feeling blissfully lightheaded. lost in the haze of the moment, he showers the rest of your face with tender, wet kisses, and you stand there, surrendering to the sweet assault.

upon withdrawing, satoru wears a broad grin. "i was an idiot today, wasn't i?" you nod, breathless. "how about i make it up to you tonight?" he proposes, drawing you close. you are all too familiar with that feral grin adorning his face.

#kt.writes.·:*¨༺ #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo fluff #gojou x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x y/n #jjk fluff #jjk x reader

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

john green quit tumblr because of the cock monologue

No, he didn’t.

This all happened a long time ago, and my memory is imperfect, but here’s my memory: The cock monologue certainly hurt my feelings! But when people are trying to force someone out of a virtual space, they sometimes resort to behavior that is similar to bullying except it’s not completely identical to bullying because the person they’re making fun of has a lot of power. (As someone who got bullied a lot in school, the feeling was similar in 2014 but it wasn’t identical--because I was aware of the fact that I was okay, that what was in danger was certain aspects of my identity/self-value that I treasured but not my entire personhood itself.)

Anyway, it hurt my feelings, and still hurts my feelings when I see it shared (it feels to me like a joke about my sexuality, although I understand other people don’t see it that way; but yeah, you don’t know much about my sexuality and I don’t really want you to but it feels like a joke about that to me, which just bums me out). 

But all of that stuff is a side effect of my job and having been successful at it, and I like my job. It is a great job. All jobs have aspects that suck. My job has fewer such aspects than other jobs I’ve had.

So yeah, I did not quit tumblr because of the cock monologue. (I also did not ask tumblr to make reblogs un-editable.) .

I quit tumblr because a few people started to make extremely specific threats. One might, for instance, send me an ask that featured a google streetview screenshot of my home alongside a plan for breaking into it.

I was super scared of these people (or possible person pretending to be a few people?) because they seemed to have a lot of knowledge about me and my family. We lived in a normal middle-class neighborhood in Indianapolis and I felt very exposed and nervous all the time in my real life, and eventually the freaked-out feeling just got too big and that’s why I quit tumblr.

(Edited to add: I am aware that prominent people sometimes use death threats against them to portray themselves as victims and protect themselves against justified criticism for their bigotry or abusive behavior or whatever. I don’t want to do that; it’s important to note that I have a lot of resources and power and so was able to, for instance, move to decrease the threat, which a lot of people can’t do. But I also feel like not talking about the experience honestly has not really helped me or anyone.)

I SHOULD’VE quit tumblr much earlier--I needed to realize that people weren’t comfortable with me in their virtual spaces and that to them I came across as cringey or even creepy, but at the time, I wasn’t nearly self-aware enough to leave for any of those reasons, and plus there was a lot of pressure from movie studios etc to stay on the social Internet so I could continue to promote my books and the stuff around them. So I didn’t quit when I should’ve, and as a result had and caused quite a few negative experiences for people. I’m sorry about the role I had in causing those negative experiences. I should’ve had a better understanding of not just how I experienced myself but also how other people might experience me. That’s something i’ve worked on over the years but still come up short on sometimes.

At any rate, I might delete this later because it makes me feel a bit like all my nerves are exposed to the air but I did just want to clarify that the, like, Tumblr Legend of this whole thing is at minimum a bit over simplified. 

[intoxicated-chan]

angsty fight between miguel and wife!reader

and then they make up yayayayay

Give Me Reasons We Should Be Complete

✿ฺ Paring ➳❥ Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader

✿ฺ Summary ➳❥ Miguel has been pushing you away for some time now. After a talk with a friend, you and Miguel try to sort things out.

✿ฺ (A/n) ➳❥ Inspired by “DANCING IN THE DARK” by Joji. Writing this made me think back on past crushes/lovers. But thank you for your request! I am also holding back on writing smut because it keeps getting labeled and it takes me longer to write.

✿ฺ Word Count ➳❥ 1.4k

✿ฺ Content Warnings ➳❥ Female reader, angst-to-fluff, swearing, Miguel is kinda a dick head, mentions of sleep deprivation…

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You stood in his cold and dark office. The best source of light was his laptop but his huge frame blocked most of the light. You managed around the crumbled paper and thrown desk objects with a plate in hand.

“Miguel?” You peer over his shoulder, “I made you dinner.”

He nods.

“You know you haven’t eaten since yesterday.”

He nods again.

“And you know that you’ve been here for a long time. I think it’s best for you to-”

“Take a break?” Miguel interrupts you, “I don’t have time for that.”

“Miguel, I’m sure whatever it is, it can wait a few minutes. All I’m asking is for you to eat something.” You try to set the plate down.

“I thought I made it clear that I do not want to be bothered. You’re distracting me. Leave.”

He didn’t mean it like that… He didn’t mean it like that. He didn’t mean it like that. He didn’t mean it like that…

“But Mig-”

“I said go.” He growls, his eyes turning its blood red from anger, “You’re becoming a nuisance.”

He didn’t mean it like that.

“Okay.” You tried not to let the crack in your voice show. You didn’t even bother to leave the plate behind because you knew it was going to be wasted.

“And don’t bother me again.” You heard him say as you left his office.

You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down before you burst into tears. But your hands shook, nearly dropping the plate.

You choked down your sobs and let your tears fall, the plate was left in the fridge, and you pushed yourself to your bedroom. It was basically yours now since Miguel was sleeping in his office.

The sheets no longer lingered on his cologne and any sign of his presence was gone, other than his clothing and a few photos. The room has become a mess of discarded clothing, old plates and cups, and candy wrappers.

How long has it been since Miguel showed affection? Or even looked at you?

This was normal behavior for Miguel, right? You should know, you’re married to him. You’re his wife. But he experienced loss, unlike you. You didn’t want to judge him for how he deals with his emotions, he’s emotionally distant. You knew that from the start.

And because of this, you felt like he deserved more than what you could give him. It’s what kept you going through the many times Miguel tore your heart, how it squeezed in pain at his actions and words. How you look the other way and ignore his hurtful words.

You couldn’t sleep. You left the still cold bed and dressed in something warm and headed up to the roof.

You sat on the edge, looking at Nueva York. How beautiful it looked during the night, which is one of the reasons why you liked sitting up here.

“Sitting all by yourself?” You tense up only to relax when you know that voice, “At this time? All alone?” Peter B. lands next to you, his daughter in his arms.

“I would ask my husband to join me but he’s too busy.” You respond truthfully.

“Again? He’s been at this all week.” He sits next to you.

“Yeah.” You huff.

“And… how are you holding up?”

“I’m fine.”

“Really? Because it doesn’t look like it.” He offers Mayday who reaches out to you.

You take her and set her down on your lap, “I just don’t know what to do, everything I do seems to bother Miguel. Checking up on him, bringing him food. It feels like he’s doing this on purpose.”

“Miguel’s always been difficult and from the time I spent with him… He’s different, not like the rest of us. He’s accepted his fate as Spider-Man and believes he’s destined for bad things 24/7. But good things do come along, like you. I think… I think he’s trying to come to terms that he can get it because he deserves it.”

Mayday coos, pulling at your hair, “And I think Miguel is scared. He puts on his tough act because he has to, yet he’s afraid to admit he’s scared. Normally, people would’ve given up on him. Why haven’t you?

“Till death do us part. I don’t want to lose him. I don’t give up on him because when you love someone, you love them every single day as who they are.”

“Talk about romantic.”

“Oh please.” You look down at Mayday, “Plus I think-”

“There you are.” You jump and this time, you remain tense, “I was looking for you.”

“Now you’re looking for me?” You respond, refusing to turn your head.

“It’s late, (Y/n). It’s dangerous.”

“I’m here, she’s alright.” Mayday jumps into her father’s arms.

“I’ve already had enough of you. Please, (Y/n).”

“It’s fine.” You tell him, following Miguel inside.

You head to the bedroom, “Where are you going?”

“Bed.”

“(Y/n)-”

“I’m tired and I do not want to be bothered. That includes you too, Miguel.”

“Excuse me?” He follows you into the bedroom.

“You heard me.”

“Please, (Y/n), talk to me.” Miguel begs.

“I’m sorry, did you just say talk? Like I have been trying to do for the past week?”

“(Y/n)-”

“You know what? No, no. You do not get to try to get me to talk after all of this. I have been trying, I have been all in. All I asked of you was to look after yourself.”

“I know.”

“You know? You KNOW?” You scoff rather loudly, “Did you know that Lyla has even talked to me about your behavior? I’m worried about you Miguel. All the damn time, even more when I see you not eating and staying up all night. All I ask is one minute, one bite of the damn food.”

“I’m… I’m so sorry.”

“Is sorry all you have to say? Not even a half assed excuse?” You see Miguel trying to form a sentence but nothing leaves his left and his head hangs low, “I need to be alone.”

You walk past him but he grabs your arm, “Please don’t leave.” He says, “Please don’t walk out that door.”

“I’m sleeping on the couch, you could have the bed.” You look up at him.

“I love you, (Y/n). I know I don’t say it as much but I fucking love you. He’s right, you know. I am scared. Scared of everything. Because at first, I didn’t think I could have that, have you. You let me hurt you and that is unforgivable.”

He’s crying. Looking right at you, letting himself be bare right in front of you. His grip on your arm loosens and his hands come up to your face, cupping your cheeks. You could hear his staggered breathing, trying to keep himself composed.

“But I wasn’t lying when I said I love you, I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted a family, and I wasn’t lying when I said that you make me believe in love.”

“I’m always here for you, Miguel. You don’t have to go through things alone, but when you want to, I’m here.” You take one of his hands into yours, pulling it away from your face but keeping a tight hold on it.

“It’s not that easy. I hurt you, I understand why you don’t want to.”

“I love you, Miguel. We’ll work on this. I promise you.” After a moment, Miguel practically tackles you, nearly falling to the ground. The hug is tight and warm, and you could feel your shirt become wet with Miguel’s tears.

“You’re okay, right?” His voice cracks as he speaks through his sobs, “Please tell me you’re okay.”

“I promise you, I am okay.” You whisper.

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”

“You can start by getting some rest. But you’ve got a lot of apologies O’Hara.”

You don’t know how long you and Miguel stayed like this, nor did you care. All you cared about was Miguel and he felt complete at last.

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man it’s hard being a normal fan of music sometimes 😭 i am just here listening to music that scratches the little itch in my brain, i simply don’t care abt the um literally everything else lol oh they’re not charting? oh it fell in the charts a lot ? or it got a bad rating? it lost on a music show ? that doesn’t hurt me bc i don’t care lol like okay well i’m still gonna listen if it pleases me lol and then this behavior is singled out as like stockholm syndrome as if i’m forcing myself to listen to stuff man maybe it’s just fun for me idk i never said i was a professional music consumer again im literally here for fun

#this is NAWT abt ppl calling attention to actually bad behavior like fatphobia or racial insensitivity specifically w y*jin #that’s happening rn i just want to be CLEARRRRRR. her and younji and that video editor are fucked up for that full stop #that’s a whole different thing and i am grateful for people calling attention to it #since so many fans are likely to bury it to ignore it (see: yuta stans consistently burying him hanging out w that japanese nationalist #every time he does) #idk it’s just hard for me mentally when i’m trying to be positive abt like #not even a hobby? just a passive past time ? #i know it’s like oh u enter the crazy fan space and ppl are being crazy? yeah i know okay #i still thought there would be some normal stuff #this is officially a diary entry now