#gonna go have a shower and i'm probably going to cry bc i just feel so shit rn

[yikez]

me when I realise that for the past 5 or so years I've probably been having a yeast infection

#AAAAA #when i was younger i was too scared to ask for new underwear so like i only had the tight little ones that still fit me #and like so i didn't change my underwear everydat bc i didn't have enough underwear to do so #and i wasn't aware hou were suplosed to change ut everyday #so like my pussy stinks #and like i just thought it's because i was sweaty and had shitty underwear materials #but like now i shower every morning #and like after 5 or 6 hours i literally can't sit criss cross applesauce #because you can just SMELL my vagina #and i like didn't know why #and like I don't have any other symptomps of anything except itchiness and white discharge #and like today I found OUT IT'S PROBABLY A YEAST INFECTION??????? #5 YEARS BROTHER?????? #i like wanna go to a obgyn but like #im too scared to ask #bc i need a reason if i wanna go there and like idk what to say #and i feel like my mom would be mad #and im generally just scared of asking #I'm gonna cry #i did find an entire tube of anti yeast infection cream so #also fuck those med papers that say ahit like #HOW TO USE X : the way your doctor told you to you dumb fucking moron. kill yourself #anyway #childhood neglect #rocks

[bedsyandco]

“Will gets way too drunk and Em has to come get him cause he'll only leave with her”

a blurb of this pleaaaseeee???

*after the breakup*

this is horribly unedited and written with one eye open. I'll edit it a bit tomorrow.

-

After another victory at home the guys decided to go celebrate accordingly, dragging a reluctant Will with them. Despite scoring tonight, Will just wasn't in the mood for people.

He'd much rather go home with Em, take a shower and fall asleep watching the Bachelor while she runs her fingers through his hair. But he can't do that anymore, so he let's Ryan and Gabe convince him to go out.

Will tries to have fun, he really does but his mind is on Emerson the whole time. His mind has constantly been on Emerson since the moment he met her at the draft.

He sits on the couch, the room buzzing with people, sipping on one too many drinks and scrolling through his "my girl" folder. A bit pathetic, he knows. He knows he did the right thing for both of them by ending it but he can't help but think now that having one piece of Em is better than not having her at all.

"C'mon bud, we're taking you home," Ryan says as Gabe and him try to coax Will off the couch and home, but much to their dismay Will's not moving, at all. In fact the more they try to get him up the worse it gets and he ends up laying on the couch staring up at them.

"I want my Em," he says and Ryan sighs.

"Smitty it's late. She's probably already asleep, do you really want to wake her up to come get you?" Ryan asks

"She's not asleep. It's Friday night, she's staying up and binging Gossip Girl." Will mumbles and Gabe and Ryan share amused glances at the fact that he knows that.

Ryan curses under his breath and pulls Em's number up, texting her the address and asking her to come.

Ryan can't believe what he's seeing when Emerson arrives only minutes later. Her hair on the top of her head resembles a bird's nest more than a bun. She's has no makeup on, her eyes a little puffy like she's been crying. She's wearing pajama pants and an oversized BC eagles hoodie, her feet in a pair of UGGs.

She rushes over to the couch where they're standing, or lying down in Will's case.

"What's going on? What's the emergency?" she asks scanning them all over frantically.

"What emergency? There's no emergency..." Gabe says and Emerson glares at Ryan.

"You texted me an address saying 'SOS. It's Will. Come ASAP' What was I supposed to think?" Em asks and Ryan winces.

"Okay, that sounds a bit...concerning" Ryan responds

"Is that why you got here in like 5 minutes? Isn't your apartment 15 minutes away from here?" Gabe asks

"Yes. So if I get a ticket in my mail box in the next few days, I'll be sure to send it to you. Why am I here?" Em asks and her eyes finally drop to the couch, where Will is laying, fast asleep.

"He's wasted and he won't go home. He asked for you. Figured you're the best option we have to get him out of here." Ryan says.

She gently takes a seat next to Will and brushes his hair from his forehead, placing a little kiss there.

"Will," she says softly into his ear and his eyes flutter open.

"Hi," she whispers and Will sits up wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer and putting one hand on the small of her back, underneath her hoodie.

"Em," he croaks out, burying his face in her neck.

"I'm here,"

"Can we go home? I'm tired..." Will mumbles

"Yeah, they're gonna take you home," Em says and looks towards Ryan and Gabe.

"I wanna go home with you," Will whines and Em sighs, knowing it's not a good idea. What if he wakes up tomorrow and feels majorly uncomfortable that his friends allowed his ex girlfriend to take him home while he was drunk?

"Trust me Em, he's not budging. He's twice as stubborn as usual when he's drunk. Please just take him home, we'll come get him tomorrow morning." Ryan says and helps Em lift Will off the couch and out the door towards her car.

-

When they get to her apartment, Will strips down to his boxers and gets into the bed, smiling contently when he lies his head down on her fluffy pillows. Everything here smells like her.

Emerson comes into the room a few minutes later, putting a glass of water on the bed side table along with some Advil that she makes Will take.

"Goodnight Will," Em says, kissing his cheek and he grabs her wrist before she can stand.

"Stay, please" Will asks and Emerson hesitates for a second before snuggling in next to him.

"I miss you," Will whispers a few minutes later, arm thrown over her waist, holding her tightly to him.

"I miss you too," Em says, voice shaking as she tries to keep the tears at bay.

The tears eventually fall when Will places a few lazy kisses on her neck before falling asleep with his head on her chest.

Em didn't know what to expect tomorrow morning. Saying goodbye to Will once was hard enough, she really didn't want to do it again.

#❥ — ꒰ emerson + will ꒱

[bella-rose29]

episode 2 commentary - Let Go of Me

major spoilers for show and books, swearing, me obsessing over lockwood's hands probably (edit: definitely, and George's)

why did I immediately think jellyfish

omg the flowers

Luce you really shouldn't have taken that

just like @demigoddess-of-ghosts said, why tf are deprac asking if there's anyone else there when Lucy is quite literally screaming 'lockwood'

"miss lockwood" and "lockwood's my partner" 🤭

"we called your mother" ok well her mother is a Bitch so that wasn't a good idea

"rest up until he's given you the all-clear" like fuck she's gonna do that

omg the flowers!!!

ooo spooky green lighting

omg the ghost lock victims ward 🥲

I would love to know what they were planning on doing with this scene actually bc I feel like it sets up some sort of ghost lock victim storyline for the future - maybe using them for science? idk I'd just love to know

oof lockwood's hands

just this whole scene of lockwood

hands

barnes is not fucking around lol

HANDS

HANDS

the way he sits back in the chair has me WEAK

THE JAW MOVEMENT

can you tell I'm going feral

George's lil run omg

George is so neurospicy I love it

George your posture needs sorting out my love 😭

"You're meant to say no, Lucy" well it's difficult to say no to lockwood when he looks at you with his beautiful eyes and smile and-

"I'd say like a house on fire" 😭

my poor baby looks so tired :( and he definitely needs a shower oh dear

I didn't think I would hear lockwood with his queen's English call someone 'mate'

I love that George just says straight up facts

"posh one who thinks he's god's gift" sounds about right

"his weird mate with zero social skills" also sounds about right

I love that they included the tapes for norrie bc actually it's a great way of adding to the narrative (bc we don't have any voice overs) and we get lucy's view on stuff

and we see her survivor's guilt too - "like how I should have helped you" omg 🥲 (excuse me while I go cry in a corner)

ruby stokes the woman you are

"no it doesn't, it looks like I cooked it in an active volcano" pfffft George I love you

"Andrew lockwood"

"girls are funny about baths" he's trying goddammit

HIS SMILE

"she's not unhinged" "you're hardly the best judge of these things" "you need normal people around you" "you really think you're normal?" your honour I love their friendship

"the world's mad, and normal never fixed anything" gonna make it my motto

"let me... sleep on it" BOY YOU DON'T EVER SLEEP

oh Luce

okay but these special effects are so fucking cool

hang on why the hell did Lucy go to sleep holding the ring

Jesus Christ that scared the shit out of me

ooo green lighting!!!

pfft goes to hold his hand to wake him up

HIS FACE WHEN HE WAKES UP OMG 😭😂

also: NECK and THE FACT HE SLEEPS WITHOUT A SHIRT

I love the disgruntlement of george

WHITE T-SHIRT LOCKWOOD

"trousers are for wimps" ICONIC

omg I love that we get to see George's Touch!!! also his hand??? brb gonna go melt

LOCKWOOD'S HANDS AND FOREARMS WITH THE CHAINS

FOREARMS

omg Georgie it's not a wasp I'm sorry

ARMS

I am dying how the hell did Ali manage to make his voice say "oh shit" like that

LOCKWOOD HAS A RAPIER I'm gonna faint

"I can't believe you stole a Source" GEORGE YOU ARE ONE TO TALK

yeah Luce call him out

"we need to destroy her source and move on. let her go" I have so much to say about this omgggg bc on the one hand the episode is called Let Go of Me and rn I'm 1/3 of the way through this episode and they've repeated those words in different ways so many times it's unreal. and then on the other hand (spoilers for the books) there's the way that Lockwood isn't doing this himself, because he hasn't destroyed the source in his house and let his own ghosts go 😭

omg George loves an experiment you can hear the joy in his voice

NOT THE WAY HE PHYSICALLY MOVES TO PROVE HE'S ON LUCY'S SIDE omg they're becoming friends even if they don't know it yet

ARMS

OH LORD THE HOODIE??? I wanna steal it

NOT THE WAY HE HANDS HER THE RING AND LETS HIS TOUCH LINGER AND LUCY DOES THE SAME OMGGGG

THEY LITERALLY JUST STROKE EACH OTHER'S HANDS I CAN'T TAKE THIS

his smile omg

ruby stokes the woman you are omg

lockwood's face omg he's so conflicted bc on the one hand he's worried but on the other he's trying to not say yes when she goes 'you love me don't you?'

lockwood immediately pushing her aside

HANDS

HANDS

lockwood you need to stop taking sole responsibility for things

the sadness in his voice when he says 'this place is all that's left of my parents' omg

"Jesus, lockwood, we're screwed!" yep (also the way George says it is so funny help)

HANDS AND RING

barnes isn't taking any shit omg

such an ominous phone call

George's prison outfit (I can't remember who called it that)

omg I want lucy's playsuit

PINK SOCKS

also lockwood get your shoes off the table you heathen

no bc I actually want her playsuit

HANDS

HANDS AND RING AAAAA

:3

HANDSSSSS

"not a braying gallery for bellends" George I love you

BOBBY!!!

Lucy going straight in with the hard facts I love her

omg the scoff

THE SIDE PROFILE OF LOCKWOOD IS KILLING ME

kipps is such an arse

THE STANCE HE TAKES WITH THE SPARE HAND AND UGH

AND YOU NEED A LADDER

the way he says "yes you do" has me in a chokehold

the sMIRK

"irrelevant prick" love it

when the mutual friend leaves and you're left with the one you don't get on with

George you might be a weirdo but I love you for it

Lucy getting the juicy gossip and immediately becoming besties with george

ok well your mum is a bitch

oh lockwood wtf are you doing

"he's a little shit sir"

lockwood why

he looks so proud of himself I can't help it

"you're our biggest asset" oh boy

the regret on his face oops

"my judgement's been a little off recently" yeah bc you just met the love of your life

ok but women with swords 👀 bonus points if they're angry

HANDS

pink socks again

barnes once again not taking shit

she is a child sir you can't just spring that on her

omg Lucy :((((((

"let me go" - is that another reference to the episode title I see?

"lockwood's a charlatan" pfft

DONT YOU TALK ABOUT MY LOCKWOOD LIKE THAT

"they always make the most boring, unimaginative moves possible, don't they" - it's giving Cameron saying that everything is basic

lockwood read the room (cab)

"You were brilliant" boy's in love

"can we talk about this in the car" *taxi drives away*

"you might be able to turn your feelings on and off like a tap, but I am drowning here, lockwood" 😭

"You know sometimes I just... I just think I'd be better off dead" oh Luce 😢

also lockwood's reaction to that omg he pauses for a while and is all glassy eyed and then: "I understand that"

never mind them I am drowning here (in my tears)

"We need you, and it's not because you're an asset" "why then?" "because... because you're..." *looks away and clenches jaw* "Lucy Carlyle" *smiles really widely (I feel like he was considering telling her his feelings)

"we can't let you go" ANOTHER REFERENCE TO THE EPISODE TITLE

"that's why I went on tv, silly" WHERE IS MY BUCKET??? I DONT KNOW WHY HIM SAYING 'SILLY' LIKE THAT PAIRED WITH HOW HE WALKS TOWARDS HER MEANS I NEED MY BUCKET BUT I HAD TO PAUSE THE EPISODE TO MELT A LITTLE

"We're lockwood and co. you, me, and George" FUCK YEAH YOU ARE

"please stay" 🥺 (anything for you my love)

"so you'd look cool" lol

greeeeeeen

"you're more of a liability than an asset, Lucy" HE SAYS WHILE LOOKING AT HER WITH HEART EYES

oh Georgie

OMG HE HAS A PLATE OF BISCUITS AND A TINY GLASS OF MILK

GEORGIEEEE NO DONT YOU HURT MY BOY

green lighting!!!

"I'll take him" says boy with immense confidence

"can I offer you a cup of tea while you ransack my house? one lump or two" *throws torch and misses*

HNNNNNNNN THE NOISE I MADE WHEN HE DOES THE RAPIER THINGY AND GETS INTO HIS STANCE AND TWIRLS THE RAPIER AND PUTS HIS HAND UP

AND THEN WHEN HE DODGES THE TORCH??????? SIR WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO BE THAT FINE DODGING A FUCKING TORCH?????

oh my god the still I paused it on to write the above comment is gonna make me pee myself with laughter 😭😂 I wish I could screenshot to show everyone

ooo I might be completely delusional but Lucy smashes the mirror with her elbow in this scene (and the camera pauses on it for a good couple of seconds) and then plays a part in smashing the bone glass later on??? am I delusional or am I making connections???

Georgie omg

LUCY PICKING UP HIS GLASSES!!! I love this omg I would be lost without mine

HEHEHE STAB THAT INTRUDER

fuck me that neck crack was hot (also could lockwood fuck me please?)

green lighting!!!

also how did I never notice the stairs were spirally?

George you are so funny and I love you

I AM SORRY. WHAT. EVERYONE GO WATCH THIS FIGHT SCENE AND STUDY THE WAY LOCKWOOD FIGHTS/MOVES THE RAPIER IN HIS HAND BECAUSE- I need my bucket holy shit

George hauling those chains around like it's nothing 👀

green lighting!!!

yeah you better run bitch

"we should have people round more often" lolllllll

lockwood can kick me-

"why are you making that face?"

"that's not your normal face, that's your 'I know something you don't' face"

sweaty lockwood

George's face when she pulls the ring out is so funny to me 😂

"you lunatic" *lockwood grinning widely* I love their reactions

aww let Georgie swear :(

#belle's episode commentaries #lockwood and co #lockwood & co #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #george karim/george cubbins #montague barnes #wade

[quinloki]

oh yeah no I've def read him & him & him and I kind of thought of it but I wasn't sure if you would have read it

I think that dynamic would work without having to figure out how to broach the like, pseudo-incest with what is essentially step/adopted siblings of them doing anything with eachother lmao they just share the girly they like bc they're both mature (and maybe recreate the shower scene I meannnnnnn… >>) and they're both SOOOO busy with their jobs and stuff and this way you're always taken care of

they def would be sly towards eachother sometimes tho it'd be hilarous

AND YES TWO AGAINST ONE YOURE PROLLY NEVER WINNING EVER BC THOSE FUCKERS ARE SO SMART

I also think pops would really like reader bc reader 'loves' ace (obvi platonic, brotherly love) and ace realizes and FEELS loved and that's something he doesn't get a lot of course pops is gonna favor someone who makes his boy feel loved (smol creature HAHAHAHA ITS LIKE A PET)

god I can just imagine a like competition in both boys heads about who can fluster you the most and you're like obvi so so so spoiled bc I think of them both as very attentive and buy you all the stuffs even tho you're like omg STOP

you're also spoiled by the fucking other brothers cause they think you're cute as a button and if there was any flirting from other brothers I think it'd be funny cause ace would be like….. dude I don't see the appeal and meanwhile you're oblivious to it

I saw you replied to this and I had to make sure I was fully awake before reading bc I knew it was gonna make my brain go brrr and it did if you write this I'll die in the best way you might even get me squealing at work seeing a chapter update (I am very subtle but it happens with birds of a feather sometimes xD)

my brain is all over the place rn but AHHHH fuck Sabo just snuck up on me goddamn this is very much like what happened with marco I just casually was like oh okay I like him and then it spiraled and then you started posting about him and I was like !!!! okay in my brain hardcore then thanks

Sorry to throw more in your brain <3 (I'm not HAHAH even your replies are killing me with the thoughts)

Yeah, I feel like I could dip my toes in a little. Marco and Ace are adopted brothers, and Sabo is Ace's honorary brother with Luffy, and Sabo and Luffy live with the other boys, and they're not like, outsiders, but the vibes/connection between Sabo and Marco isn't really brotherly.

Sabo's a little too independent and I feel like he has weird feelings about Siblings because of Stuffy, or Sterry or whatever the heck that guy's name is.

Sabo and Marco are both pretty open minded on top of it, so they're not likely to get physical with one another without the reader there, but they're not against adding to whatever pleasure is happening, even if it means interacting with one another. Not that it happens often, but I imagine the first time those two share a kiss the reader nearly dies from how hot it is. >.> ("awww, our little bird is all flustered about for being left out." and then you're just drown in kisses against your neck and lips and such.)

I feel like Sabo calls you his little dove, or songbird, and Marco calls you pretty bird, and they'll refer to you as their little bird or sweet dove when it's relating you to both of them.

There's gonna be at LEAST one time where the Reader gets a leg up on Marco and Sabo - and probably only because Thatch, Izou and Ace help her set everything up. XD Some kind of surprise or something and they both come home at the same time and are just agog by it and it's her victory until they pick their jaws up off the floor and turn the tables XD

Similar as they are, Sabo's a little meaner behind closed doors, enjoying teasing and overstimming and edging and please do cry oh so sweetly for him, but just for him, no one else is allowed to make you cry.

Marco's a little sweeter, he loves to hear you sing for him, struggling in whatever binds or sensory deprivations he's got going.

The two of them together are overwhelming, which is a reason why most of your forays with either are 1:1 and not 2:1.

One of the first real issues between the three of them is Shanks, who is just as sweet on you as he is on Marco, and that first little pang of jealously when he starts wooing Marco that the reader feels is the first "oh, I'm jealous." A little self-doubt like maybe you shouldn't try to get near Marco cause Shanks is closer to his age, and gorgeous (and maybe you shouldn't get near Sabo cause Koala is closer in age, and gorgeous)

>.>

#quin answers #kazieai

[moronic-validity]

The Shower

GUYS I'M SO FUCKING SORRY, MY BROTHER IS STAYING THE NIGHT AND WE STARTED PLAYING VIDEO GAMES AND THEN I STARTED PREPPING FOR TOMORROW'S BREAKFAST BC HE HAS LIKE 20 MINUTES TO EAT AND HAS TO HE UP AND AT EM AT LIKE 5 AM

Anyway, I'm gonna ptetend it's not after midnight here

Chapter 12 on my docs, so it's probably like 14? Idk. We're rolling with it

The DWU is 18+ bc a few chapters are. No warning for this chapter (i think)

I'll fix formatting later, I swear

Simon had grown more distant. 

It was one of the first things Winter had noticed since they had returned home. 

He had begun to sleep in his own room, only coming into their once shared space to shower or change clothes.

The only time he questioned Simon about it, he was met with a shrug and told he just wanted to have some time alone. 

He knew that wasn’t the full story, but he also knew that he’d tell him what was wrong when he was ready. 

Winter sat on his bed and listened to the shower run.

He was used to this by now.

He usually sat on the toilet seat and they would talk about their plans for the day, but Simon had asked for privacy, and that was something Winter could respect.

He still liked to sit nearby. 

Everyone had been vague when he asked about Simon’s injuries from his journey into the Fire Kingdom, only telling him to keep an eye on the other man. 

He felt like he was owed the information, given that he was the king, but no one would tell him anything.

He was completely in the dark.

Simon hated feeling like this, so helpless, so weak.

His injuries wouldn’t be healed in an afternoon with some beauty sleep, not like Winter’s. His would take time and proper care. 

He did his best to not let him know. 

He had started sleeping and showering alone, he wanted to make sure Winter never saw his wounds.

Which led him to this point. 

His hair was greasy and he didn’t want to think of how tangled it was. 

He had tried, early on, to shower like normal; bending over to wash his legs was painful enough to make his vision go white at the edges.

Washing his hair was the true nightmare though.

He couldn’t reach up to wash it and he had already ruled out bending over to do it. The best he could do was let the water run over it and hope for the best.

But this had gone on for long enough.

He pushed through the pain and began scrubbing his hair.

Simon felt like he was on the verge of blacking out, silently crying as he tried to work through the knots that had formed. 

He leaned back to wash the soap out of his hair and he felt the stitches along his chest begin to tear. 

He let out an almost involuntary sob and corrected his posture, now openly sobbing in the shower, all the frustration and pain pouring down the drain. 

Winter went into the bathroom without hesitating and found himself frozen to the spot.

It was the first time he had seen Simon’s body since before the Fire Kingdom. 

He didn’t know. 

Simon looked in his general direction, his vision blurred from the tears and his lack of glasses. 

He deflated. 

He opened his mouth to protest, but Winter simply took off his jacket and got in the shower with him. 

He was quiet and careful, washing the soap from Simon’s hair and beginning to condition it, meticulously working through each knot that had formed on his lover’s head. 

Simon continued to cry, relaxing into Winter’s touch. 

As he let the conditioner set, he began to wash Simon’s back and legs.

He couldn’t stop the tears from forming in his eyes. He didn’t know and he should have. His partner was trying so hard to be Atlas, but no man was made to cary the weight of the world. Not alone. 

He couldn’t figure out why Simon hadn’t told him what had happened, but at this point, he didn’t care. He just wanted to take all the pain away from him.

“Would you like me to wash your front?” The question came out as more of a strained whisper, trying to hide the pain in his voice.

Simon turned to face him and was confronted with the tear streaked face of the man he traveled across the multiverse to get back to. 

Winter looked down and began to wash his body, taking special care around his stitches.

They looked worse up close. The one that extended from the middle of his chest to just above his belly button was bleeding. 

His eyebrows knit in concern, but he said nothing.

They could talk about it later. 

He finished washing Simon’s body and had Simon turn back around so he could rinse the conditioner out of his hair.

When he was satisfied, Winter turned off the water and reached for a towel, drying Simon off with a level of care people generally only reserved for fine china. 

They were both unable to find the right words to express what was going through their heads, but Simon spoke first.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this,” he gingerly motioned to the growing bloodstain on the once pristine towel, “I didn’t want you to see me this weak.”

Winter’s heart caught in his throat and the tears began to stream down his face again.

“Si…” He trailed off before hugging his Simon, his partner, his other piece.

He did his best to not press on either of his wounds, and rested his head on his good shoulder.

Simon relaxed in touch and let himself cry. 

“I was so scared Simon, I thought they killed you…” Winter whispered into his shoulder, “I don’t know what I would have done if something happened to you…”

He blinked a few times and let his words sink in.

He began to feel sick to his stomach that he even considered turning Winter over. 

“She…She made it sound like you only keep me around for sex and I…” Simon trailed off, unable to continue speaking. 

Winter bristled at the words, murmuring the word ‘no’ on repeat, disbelief, pain, and reassurance coating each word in equal measure. 

He carefully redressed Simon, a loose button-up and an old pair of sweatpants that were hidden in the bottom of their dresser, then walked him back to the medical wing to have his stitches looked at. 

It was only then he realized he and his clothes were soaking wet.

#teddy talks #theo's thoughts #winterkov #simon petrikov #the winter king #simonpetrikov #simoncest #simon x winter king #winter king x simon #winterking #dwu

[mackjlee9]

*clings to you with a pout*

Tried a good old shower crying session to destress and it didnt work

I talked with someone and apparently my prof is literally just winging it and i am actually scared that i dont get some stuff counted to my degree bc my prof didnt do it probably

And he already started to change some dates at which the class should have been and i am basically not able to plan properly for more when two weeks and i cant handle it if i cant plan properly, same goes for times like when it starts is of course fix but he can end early if we finish faster which in theory is good but i cant plan with it and i hate that

Im feeling jittery and the only thing keeping me sane literally is you right now bc it gives me a bit more routine for my days

~~💕

I- damn, I really wish I could help you more, puppy, I'm so sorry you have to put up with your professor's bullshit, he should've at least given everyone a heads up that he was gonna change stuff up so it would give you time to prepare a little better

You can cling to me all you want, I won't let you go, I would carry you around like a backpack all day if it means making you feel better, honey

#.cutie anon💕 #my favorite puppy 🥺 #my love 🖤 #mein schatz 😌 #mi mundo entero 😍

[souuuuss]

The evening was a bit difficult and both my social batteries and my self-esteem are in shambles lmao

I had a good night ultimately bc I spent it with people I really like, BUT STILL. The fact that having been in a middle school with unforgiving people created a neural path that triggers a total loss of self-confidence every time I'm supposed to play sports with people, even ten years later, is mind boggling lmao

That's probably trauma and I know it's not stupid but I still feel stupid bc girl who are you to be a mood breaker when you're supposed to have fun smh like can't you at least TRY to not be bad at something? You're not 13 anymore you're a whole ass adult and your brain is still reacting the way it reacted in sports class when people would get angry at anyone not being good enough at the game like wtf

This is so STUPID I HATE my brain and I hate that I'm always putting myself down, even my coworkers were like stop doing that you're not actually bad you're just not trying and they're RIGHT I don't try bc I think I'm gonna fail anyway so might as well spare myself the ridiculousness of trying hard and still failing, and knowing the way my brain works makes me feel even worse than if I was just irredeemably bad

AND. The fact that they saw this side of me triggered thoughts like "what are they thinking right now?" "they probably like me less now" "I'm sure they have a lower opinion of me rn" UGH. I'm seeing myself back in middle and high school.

But I'm just going to consider this as a part of the natural ups and downs you go through when you're growing as a person and I'm gonna deal with it better next time!

I think I just need to go home, take a good shower, maybe even cry a little bc that's just how I let out frustration lmfao and then SLEEP and tomorrow my brain will be as good as new!!

#personal #go to the therapist girl how are you gonna keep on living like that

[dollygirl808]

⚠️TW SA⚠️

Every time I try to wash my hair I feel like the universe is against me. So, I was washing my hair bc it's greasy n all dandruff-y and I seriously struggle to do so because of how overwhelming it is with so many things going on and my wet hair touching me and loose strands of hair sticking to my fingers n arms n body.

I hate the feeling of wet hair touching me more than almost anything, aside from sticky things. When I shower my head/body has to be tilted in such a way that hair cannot touch my neck/shoulders, which hurts my neck n back.

But anyways, I was just trying to be clean, and as I'm half bent over (and not in a fun way) watery shampoo gets in my eye, so I have to quickly stop and rinse that out.

Next, I look over at the ceiling and I notice that the shower head is fucking spraying water all over the wall outside of the shower curtain and directly onto my fucking phone.

So I FUCKING panic, naturally, turn the water off completely and struggle to take my phone out of my case and wipe it dry.

Why is my phone in the bathroom, my grandmother might- did- passively-aggressively ask? Because I'm not some fucking psycho who just takes a shower in dead silence??? Like???🤨🤨 Wtf, how am I supposed to shower without music? You just stare silently at the wall? No sound? Like some sort of npc? 🤢😠Disgusting. I'd be so under-stimulated, probably start digging my nails into my palm or arm or something.

(The reason I didn't notice the water was bc the water was spraying from the part where the shower head n the rod twist together, and it was spraying directly behind the shower head and over the curtain, and I'm not looking up at the curtain rod, only near the corners where spiders could be bc arachnophobia)

Phones dry, now what? Well there's still shampoo in my hair, and I have to wash my body bc I have therapy later and I'm not gonna get back in the shower.

So I try and twist the stupid thing back together so it's not spraying. I pinch the rubber part between the peices, and the seal is still broken. OK. So, I hold the shower head, thankfully it's a removable one, with my palm covering the spray that way it's not spraying everywhere or getting me in my face and wash out the shampoo in my hair.

I almost get shampoo water in my eye again, and then I turn the water off and like scrup up n stuff. I have a new bottle of body wash bc the old one was running out. But this isn't the same wash. It's not even a yellow/golden color like the other one. Ok, it'll be fine probably. Its the same brand. Hopefully it doesn't give me an allergic reaction bc my skin is super sensitive. It's just a new thing when I'm already stressed out, no big deal.

I almost cry as I'm scrubbing my body. But I don't, I have to finish.

Turn the water back on, hold it, wash soap off.

Get out. My wet hair is touching me. I get wrapped up in my towl and use my nightgown to protect my neck from icky feeling wet hair.

Crab claw my hair brush, my naked phone, my still wet phone case, and my other fucking phone.

Old phone that's battery is shit. I brought it with me for music that way my main phone could be charged in my room, and it wouldn't be exposed to the steam in the bathroom. Old phone died, so fuck me. Had to use my current phone anyways and I forgot to take the old phone back into my room.

I almost drop my bare, naked, vulnerable and fragile phone multiple times on the way from the bathroom to my room.

Sit down, wipe my phone case down and dress up my phone.

Hunger pains. I've been awake since 1 am. I fell asleep at 10pm yesterday, and woke up 3hrs later. It's 9am now.

I've only eaten two popsicles and two re-heated peices of garlic bread. We don't have anything I can eat, nothing. And I mean like adhd nothing. That cereal? There were cobwebs in that box, that box is Tainted and I'm not eating it. That nasty pink-looking turkey? Fuck no. Turkey is WHITE. I'm not eating pink turkey. Gonna give me a fucking disease, start the zombie apocalypse or something. What do I look like, a fucking idiot? Those aren't real foods, they aren't even edible. I can't eat that. There's nothing to eat, so I'm very hungry.

I break down in tears. Open-mouthed sobbing into my towl, hiccuping and almost hyperventilating for like minute straight as i wipe my tears with my towl. Why does everything in life have to be more difficult for me?

Next time I go to wash my hair I'm going to look back at this experience and think, I don't want to have a mental break down today. Another day. And like, am I wrong? All of this bullshit just to not even completely wash my hair. And for what? I'm so mentally and physically tired, probably starving, and wet hair is still fucking touching me.

Fun fact! The only reason I stopped breaking down mentally is because..

⚠️Sa⚠️

One time my abusive ex, also my first boyfriend ever, told me that I looked pretty when I cried when he was raping me in my own bedroom and now whenever I start really sobbing or crying or getting emotional at all I always think back to that and it always helps/makes me calm down.

Weather its because of subconscious trauma I sustained in that moment, or because I don't want to cry too ugly and only cry minimally and prettily, I'm not sure.

It also probably doesn't help that I've been habitually hiding all of my emotions from my family my entire childhood so I'm kind of programmed to cry silently in my room into a pillow so no one hears me.

All in all, I really need that therapy today🫠

#bpd #mentally unstable #bpd is a bitch #child neglect #emotional neglect #tw #sa #tw sa #rant post #bpd rant #tw eating issues #neurodivergent #adhd #adhd rant

[wilblargh]

pov: wil vents about his autism and hatered for the way lvl 1 autistics speak over him about his own struggles. (this post is a vent post, very clearly.)

i don't relate to autistic media bc majority of it is made by lvl 1 autistics who have struggles that seem mediocre to me. or like how autism is reduced to "hates big spoons" or shit like "haha cute uwu stimming" or the fact that majority of autistic media is 23 yr olds who managed to get through school n weren't diagnosed until their 20's. i don't see myself in any of that.

i never had the ability to mask. i've probably never masked a single fucking day in my life. i don't mimic people, i have zero fuckinn ability to learn social cues.

my meltdowns are explosive. i have to be physically restrained because when i have a meltdown i start hurting myself and throwing things and screaming. it's ugly n aggressive. i don't sob or shut myself off in a blanket fort.

hiccups trigger meltdowns IMMEDIATELY. there does not have to be any underlying build up or anything, nothing. hiccups trigger meltdowns immediately so i have had to learn how to suffocate them because if i don't make it go away i'll try to suffocate myself instead, throw shit or bash my head against the floor.

lvl 1 autistics talk about how they have like a minor meltdown when something changes and they were not ready for that. i honestly wish i was like that. i'm literally an example of "my way or the highway" because i can't handle sudden change for shit, i don't compromise if it's sudden because i have violent meltdowns right away and then someone else has to deal with whatever the change is. if something changes i have to be sat down and be told every single detail about the change and what it means, and if that doesn't happen then i shut down and can't do anything about the change at all.

i didn't make it through middleschool because of the environment causing constant meltdowns. i won't be able to finish school because of that, i won't be able to have a job at all because of that. i will never be able to drive a car or get my license.

i can't take care of myself either.

i have to have a set routine of what days i shower on bc if i don't then i don't shower at all. i don't brush my teeth. i can't put my laundry away so it just piles up, dishes pile up too. don't remember the last time i used a vaccuum, i don't mop the floors so everything's fucking dirty all the time. i rarely manage to make myself food.

i'm gonna need outside support my entire life because i can't do things.

and then. these lvl 1 autistics who'se struggles are just "hates big spoons" and "sometimes has a cry after something abrupt happens" tell me that i am not allowed to identify as low functioning because somehow that's "bad and wrong."

i can't fucking imagine how horrible lvl 3 autistics feel. i can't imagine how it must feel to have bad motor skills and intellectual disabilities or being completely mute 24/7 and have to need in-home care practically 24/7 and then go to autistic media for support and then see that it's all only lvl 1 autistics. if they try to talk about their struggles then lvl 1 autistics will take it and make it about their own struggles, they'll talk over and twist it so that it's something they can relate to. then they'll immediately separate themselves from autistics with intellectual disabilities w shit like "i'm autistic not stupid."

[ifeelsoemptysometimes]

Like many others, there are times where I fucking can't stand ny mom and wish I could just beat her with my base ball bat. She's just such a fucking bitch sometimes and obviously it fucking pisses me off, like I dont even do anything. She's just a bitch. Earlier today maybe around 7, 8ish, mom and dad were getting to go to the city to drop my mom off at her mom's house. Blah blah blH someone said something about my grandma and how we were gonn celebrate her birthday on Saturday. My dad's mom was like well why don't mom's family just come over and we can celebrate it here. We can do your cake idea and we'll do our carne asada idea here. Then idk what happened but mom started bitching to dad that dad didn't bring that up when mom was talking about the cake shit. Well when she was saying this she sounded really irritated and so that also irritates my dad. I started to feel uncomfortable/nervous about them and feeling like they were gonna start fucking fighting. So I put my hands on my head and shook my head nervously and told to stop, to stop talking like like that. I told her that she was talking like she was mad and that why cant she just talk normal, without sounding pissy. ofc she retorted with how she was infact not mad and that she was speaking normaly so I bounced back saying that it didn't sound like she it. Then she told me that I needed to just shut my mouth. I was so baffled that all I could say "ejuela no" and I walked away with my hands balled my my blood boiling. Like is that really the fucking way you respond to your child asking why you cant jusr have a god damn conversation with you spouse without sounding like tour fucking pissed all the god damn time?? Like wtf. Like fuck fine act pissy with mw i can suck it up but it just makes me so uncomfortable and anxious when my parents start speaking to themselves like that bc then they start yelling at each other. And most times its usually my mom like there's just something that she doesn't like in the slightest and she'll raise her tone and she just sounds angry for no fucking reason. Like a couple of weeks ago I was asking who wanted to shower first bc I'm ussually the one who takes the longest to shower abd take up alot of the hot water. Thats all I asked and thats all I wanted to know. Well she fucking snapped at me and yelled at me to just get in the damn shower. You'd think I said something offensive towards her to get her to react like that. And it happens so often and I so sick of it. Then she has the audacity to tell ME that "she can't say anything bc then I get mad" when she is the exact same way! Where did she think I got my pissy attitude from?? Definitely not the fucking neighbor. Same with my dad but to lesser degree. Im just so sick of it. And I just have to sit there like a dog and take it. I've been forced into submission through violence so I can't even speak up for myself. I try to but its very minor and it always just makes things worse. Im so sick of it. But I hope one day I say something that just feels like a punch to her gut. Something that she won't forget something that will make her cry. I have a core memory of when I was a child. I told her that sometimes it really felt like she didn't love me. How awful do you have to be for you own damn child to tell you that?? Like for fuck sake.

God my head it throbbing.

Like im not even mad anymore im just,, idk. upset. When I walked away I just started crying. Like idk why she has to be like that. Its just so frustrating. And its not like I can try talking to her bc it just make things worse. Her talking to me like that riles me up and get me all pissed off and so its just a dead end road. But yea I cried and its like fuck I don't even know why I'm crying. Probably just the irritation of it all. But its so annoying.

Ugh.

[the-irrelevant-trumpeter]

well it's. one of those nights.

#ugghhhh fuck #the cause of today's negative spiral is (not surprisingly) writing! #i've tried to keep my recent writing rants and negativity off of here #especially while i'm writing this fic #but idk for some reason tonight it's just so bad #i made the mistake of judging my fic stats against other peoples and now my confidence is completely down the drain #it's so annoying because i see other people's fics racking up so many more hits or kudos or whatever #and i just can't help but wonder what i'm doing wrong #is it something i'm doing that makes it less appealing or something #and don't get me wrong i'm happy for the authors whose fics get really high hits or kudos #but it's so disheartening when you see that and then see your own stats #where you have half the hits and one third of the kudos #and i know i shouldn't compare my fics to other peoples but sometimes you just can't help it #is it my writing? is it just what i'm writing about? #i don't know but i'm just so tired of feeling like i'm swimming against the tide #when other people are getting double the hits in half the time #anyway that's it #gonna go have a shower and i'm probably going to cry bc i just feel so shit rn #this is seriously the worst i've felt in a while #ellie rants

[wonwoonlight]

my way to you / jeon wonwoo | chapter 13 (finale)

➝ Wonwoo x fem!Reader

➝ rich!AU // heir & heiress!AU // best friends to lovers // idiots to lovers lol // fluff // a lil drama bc why not // somewhat angsty // clicheeeee <3

➝ series warning: OC is Dense with a capital D, so many cliches but idc, implied sexual activities (but no actual smut scenes), eventual suggestive scenes, theyre both idiots, food, insecurity and self doubts, somewhat toxic parents, someone fainted like once, not always proofread am sorry ;-; that’s probably it? tell me if there’s more!

➝ A/N: and we're here at the last chapter already?? i'm not gonna say a lot except that i'm thankful that you've been following the story up until now. thank you for enjoying this couple so far! will post another A/N separately after the epilogue just in case you wanna see me ranting about the journey of writing this series hehe

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You’re staring into space when Wonwoo comes home, comfortably wrapped in a big comforter in the middle of his living room as the TV watches you.

“Why are you frowning?” He greets you with a kiss on top of your head. “You look like a giant burrito.”

“Shut up.” You glare at him, burying yourself further into his comforter. “Something weird happened.”

"What?"

"Go wash up and I'll tell you."

He chuckles and messes your hair as he comply, making his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower. You're still in the same exact position when he comes back to the living room, barely even moving.

So Wonwoo plops down beside you, and you automatically scoot closer and lean your head on his shoulder despite the blanket between you two. You frown at the feeling though, so you open the material just enough for you to press yourself against him and Wonwoo swiftly wraps his arm around your shoulders.

“So?”

“My parents stopped by earlier.”

Wonwoo tightens his arm in alarm, but you quickly tell him it’s fine and you’re not, quite obviously, on the edge of breaking down like the last time they paid you a visit.

“They stopped by here?”

“Yeah,” you smile awkwardly. “They found out I’m here so… yeah.”

It’s been three days since that day on the lake house. You both returned home to his house after two more days there, which means it’s only been one day but they’ve somehow already found out and they came by just a few hours ago.

“They apologized.” You’re biting your lips and your eyes are a little unfocused as you say this, like you’re not sure if you’re imagining the whole thing or not. “Said something about how they shouldn’t have jumped into conclusion and all that? Father even told me to take another week off.”

Wonwoo bites back an amused smile at your confused tone, only because he knows it’s not the time to laugh when you’re probably perplexed inside. He squeezes your shoulder encouragingly and prompts you to continue.

“I don’t know… it’s just so weird.”

“You know they sent a private investigator team to look for you because you’re missing?” You look at him in shock, having never heard of the news. “They didn’t want the media to blow up, so they had to do that and they’ve just gotten the access to trace CCTVs in Seoul when I told them you’re safe with me.”

“You texted them?”

“In the evening when you were showering, yeah.” He nods as he takes a sip of water from your glass. “Didn’t I tell you your father called me? I thought you were just still ignoring me, but your father called me during a meeting and you can imagine how I felt when I saw his missed call.”

You shake your head, because Wonwoo didn’t tell you though you can’t blame him when you’re the one who was hogging him practically the whole time with your crying and all that. It’s probably the last thing on his mind at that point.

This puts you even more in a daze than before, and Wonwoo lets you have your moment to gather your thoughts because he knows you think your parents don’t care about you at all.

He can hardly blame you on that; your parents are far from getting the best parents of the year award, but they still care about you even though they’ve never been good in affection and, yes, it’s true that they put more effort into their wealth and position more than they do their own child.

It’s not something that’s going to change anytime soon, but Wonwoo’s glad that at least they finally felt firsthand the streaking fear from your sudden disappearance, and he could only guess that’s one of the reasons why they apologized to you.

“I reassured them that you’re fine and you just needed some time by yourself.” His fingers brush against your cheek. “And that they can pull out all their searching team because I promised to bring you home safe and sound.”

You don’t comment on it, but Wonwoo figures it’s enough that you know. What you have with your parents isn’t going to be easy to fix, and he doesn’t think your parents were aware that they need to fix it in the first place. If he’s being honest, they wouldn’t even think they did anything they had to be sorry for if not for the shock from your disappearance.

Still, it’s something and Wonwoo would rather take that small comfort if it means you’ll feel better than nothing at all.

“Didn’t know they’d even notice I was gone,” you furrow your eyebrows at the thought. Wonwoo looks like he’s about to say something, but you shake your head and change the topic, a signal that you don’t want to dwell on it for too long. So Wonwoo indulges you and tells you about his day, how he’s personally deposited a hefty amount to Chan as a bonus for the amount of schedules he had to cancel last minute and the earful he’d probably gotten from a lot of parties.

“I still feel bad for making you take a few days off for me,” you trail off with a pout. With his position, you can only imagine the amount of things he’s neglected just to make sure you’re well. You tried to send him away to work the next day, but Wonwoo insisted that he also needed the break and he wanted to make sure that you’re feeling better before he’s back to work.

Perhaps his mom was right when she said you were nothing but–

“No,” he cuts like he’s seen your train of thoughts. “Stop thinking about Mom’s words. I promise she loves you, she was just… she heard the rumour about the taken down headlines and she kind of jumped into conclusion.”

He winces as he explains this, but he’d rather be honest if it means you’ll get to hear the truth. “I’m not saying she has valid reasons for saying that, and I did scold her for believing those things when she’s known you since you were a baby. She apologized, princess, told me she got carried away and she just really wished I’d have a girlfriend already.”

“Still…” you sigh, but Wonwoo’s words ring in your head not long after, reminding you that he’s here with you no matter what. You make Wonwoo repeat himself too much already and you’d be stupid to hold on to your thought when you have him by your side.

You shift to move into his lap, head falling into his shoulder as his hand naturally grips your waist and the other caressing your thigh. “Anyway, I’m going to meet Chaeyoung tomorrow.”

“Come home alive, okay?” he jokingly whispers against your hair, and you pinch his side at the remark which Wonwoo simply laughs at in return.

You’re actually nervous to see her, and you promise yourself to tell her everything because she deserves at least that much after all that. Shua and Jeonghan have been texting you to meet too, but it’s hard to match schedules with them so you promise to eat lunch with Shua in a few days instead and Jeonghan’s actually just messing around because he said he’s currently in Bangkok for a meeting.

“She also called me crying, you know? She was so afraid something happened to you.”

You grip the front of his shirt, feeling both guilty and a little touched that you have someone who would cry for you because you’re missing for a bit.

“She’ll probably scream a little and move on with it,” he chuckles, knowing Chaeyoung well enough to know she’d never be able to get mad at you. “She loves you too much to give you a cold shoulder or anything.”

“Wouldn’t be surprised if she disowned me, to be honest,” you say with a sigh, though he can tell that your tone is light if only a little tense.

“She won’t,” he reassures you anyway, just enough to let you know that he doesn’t think your fear is invalid even though Chaeyoung would never disown you. “Now, have you eaten dinner?”

“Oh!” you exclaim and jump a little. “I haven’t, but Soonyoung did send a whole catering again and they’re in your fridge.”

You stand up to pull him with you to the kitchen before he can say anything, and you talk about how you were waiting for him to come home so you can eat together. He smiles at the word, though you don’t see it because you’re already busy taking out some of the containers to his dining table.

“You should’ve eaten something if you’re hungry though,” he scolds you lightly, in which you just grin in return and tell him that you’ve eaten the chocolate mousse he also sends with the rest of the food earlier. “He… really likes sending you food, huh?”

You blink at the tone he’s using, and when a few seconds pass in silence, Wonwoo turns to see you grinning teasingly at him, fingers that are gripping his get tighter as you step closer to him. “Is that jealousy I hear, Mr. Jeon?”

He scoffs and shakes your hold from his hand, and you laugh before you throw yourself at him instead, arms wrapping tightly around his middle and your laughter muffled by the fabric of his shirt.

It’s a sight that Wonwoo’s going to keep replaying in his mind, like a good song he’d hum to everytime he’s in a particularly good mood, and Wonwoo’s sure he would never get tired at the sound of your laughter either.

“How many times did I tell you he’s not interested in me that way?” you huff, planting your chin on his chest as you look up at him with amusement glinting in your eyes. “You know I’m not interested in him that way.”

He raises his eyebrow in question, hands reaching up to squish your cheeks. “And how do I know that, exactly? I don’t remember you saying anything about it.”

“Well, do I kiss Soon–” you squeal when he dives down to meet your lips, effectively shutting you up and making you laugh through the kiss. You feel him grin through your lips too, and you’re about to burst with giddiness as he pulls you deeper into him, your fingers gripping his shoulders and his palms delicately holding your face.

“What were you saying?” he asks after pulling away, heart full at the sight of your flushed cheeks and happy grin the moment he opens his eyes.

“I said,” you say cheekily, which Wonwoo narrows his eyes at. “Do I kiss Soo–Wonwoo!”

You laugh again when he cuts you off with his lips, pleasantly surprised when he deepens the kiss and pushes you to the nearest surface he can find. It’s his kitchen counter, your short-circuited brain manages to register, and you shriek when he lifts you up to the empty counter and your exposed thigh meets the cold marble.

You’re not complaining though, because it’s actually quite something to feel Wonwoo reaching up to you and being able to wrap your arms around his neck as he stands between your legs, kissing you like he’s been craving for it.

And perhaps he has, because how many years did he spend looking at your lips, wondering how they’d feel pressed to his only to shake his head and force himself to remember that you see him as nothing but your best friend?

It’s crazy how drunk you’re feeling right now, adrenaline rushing throughout your body and your hands gripping just about anything you could reach of Wonwoo like you can’t get enough of him; his hair, his shoulders, his neck–anything. You can’t hear anything but the loud sound of your heartbeat drumming in your ear and Wonwoo’s ragged breath.

Weren’t it just a few days ago that you were in denial? Trying to convince yourself that you didn’t see him that way?

You whine when Wonwoo pulls away to take a breath, and you only let him a second before your mouth needily finds his again for another kiss. You don’t even remember when your legs end up wrapped around his figure, but Wonwoo is just about to pepper kisses down your neck when your eyes open in alarm at the sound of someone entering the kitchen.

Wonwoo doesn’t seem to notice though, but he grunts in dissatisfaction when you pull away and it’s only then that he realizes you’re weirdly still in his arms. He looks at you in question when he sees you’re frozen and your mouth a little ajar–only to turn around and find Shua and Jeonghan by the door, eyes wide open and mouth dropping open at sight in front of them.

“Umm… hi?” you squeak, unsure where to look at after realizing what they’ve just witnessed.

You don’t know what to make of Jeonghan’s wide grin paired with the dangerous glint in his eyes.

“Uhh… I thought you’re in Bangkok?” You decide to speak up. The silence is deafening and the sentence itself is weird because it’s notsupposed to be silent when you have both Shua and Jeonghan with you in one room.

“Got back earlier today and thought we’re gonna surprise you,” he says coyly, his leg crossed over the other as he inspects his perfect nails. “Who knows you’re preparing a surprise for us too? What a good cousin, right, Josh?”

Shua is weirdly quiet, but eventually nods and leans back on the sofa as he observes the nonexistent space between the two of you; your shoulder is touching Wonwoo’s arm and your thighs pressed against each other.

Suddenly, he wonders if you notice that you’ve always been this way when it comes to Wonwoo.

“Do you mind explaining what I’ve just seen or…?” Jeonghan trails off, daring you not to explain.

You’re both silent at the question, unsure how to reply. You and Wonwoo have never talked about what the change means to the both of you, not because you’re avoiding the topic but because it just feels natural to continue without putting a frame on it. Is he your boyfriend now? Are you in a relationship?

It doesn’t sound bad. Quite the opposite, if you’re being honest, but it’s just so… funny. You’ve spent at least two decades with Wonwoo, have gone through a lot of things together, and probably understand each other more than you do yourselves. Calling Wonwoo your boyfriend seems like an offense to your relationship.

He’s more than that.

But… what are you two, really?

“We’re together, if that’s what you’re asking.”

It’s Wonwoo who answers, and you try your best not to look at him in shock because you’ve never thought how heartwarming the words could feel coming out of him. Now that you think about it, haven’t you always been… together?

“Like, officially?” Jeonghan prods, and you wonder why he sounds excited more than he is accusing. You’ve initially thought he would nag you for not saying anything, but you don’t expect the twinkle in his eyes and the unashamed grin on his face.

“Does it matter?” Wonwoo asks back, and you’re surprised to find yourself biting back a smile at how true his word is. Does it really matter? It sounds like it’s just so obvious. So natural, almost like a fact, for you to be with Wonwoo that you don’t need–don’t have–any word that could describe what you have with him. That what matters is that you’re together; you’re with him and he’s with you.

Unexpectedly, Jeonghan nods and says ‘yes, it matters a lot’. You see Shua looking at your other cousin in annoyance, and you share a confused look with Wonwoo as you wonder what on earth Jeonghan is on about this time.

“I guess?” Wonwoo frowns, visibly more relaxed now that he’s said the words out loud. “It’s just funny to put a label on it because we’ve known each other for… so long.”

“So are you official or not?” he snaps, almost giddy.

“Uh?” Wonwoo looks at you in question. Funny how you’ve dealt with Jeonghan for so long and you still have no idea how to decipher his mind.

You shrug, head falling into his shoulder as you look at your cousins curiously.

“Do I have to introduce you as my boyfriend now if people ask?”

Wonwoo has never thought he’d have his heart skip a beat over the word ‘boyfriend’ and he’d never admit the fluttering butterflies in his stomach to anyone. He tries to look at you nonchalantly, telling you he doesn’t mind if that’s how you want to call it.

“I’d finally be able to get my mom to back off too if she knows you’re my… well, girlfriend.”

It’s painful how obliviously in love you are with each other.

As much as Shua is glad you’re finally admitting your feelings and giving Wonwoo the chance he deserves to stand beside you as your lover, it’s still clear to him that you still don’t know how much you’re in love with the guy.

He sees the way your eyes light up at him, something that has always been there though it’s ignited now after whatever happened the last few days. He’s happy, because it’s clear to him how much happiness you radiate now, obviously in contrast with the lost look on your face the last time you talked to him.

He softens at the sound of your laughter as Jeonghan teases you both, something along the lines of ‘it’s about time’ and that ‘he’s seen it coming’. You and Wonwoo don’t say anything, simply laugh and accept his teasing because you’re not sure what to say either.

Shua eyes him warily as his friend turns to him with a victorious grin, palm out as if asking for something. Shua slaps his hand away and mocks innocence, pretending like he doesn’t know what he’s on about.

“I’ll be expecting it by next week,” Jeonghan declares anyway, not minding Shua’s defeated sigh.

“Expecting what?” you ask as you get comfortable next to Wonwoo, hugging his arm.

“The new Porsche,” he shrugs in nonchalance, like he’s asking for a coffee. “He promised to buy me the latest edition.”

“Oh? I wasn’t aware they’re releasing their latest edition in Korea?” Wonwoo quips, not really interested as to why Shua promised to buy Jeonghan a car.

“They aren’t,” Jeonghan grins and waves his hand leisurely. “Shua will import them exclusively for me though, right, Hong Jisoo?”

“Whatever,” he huffs, though he fishes out his phone and Jeonghan sees him open the contact of his dad’s secretary and text him something about an international car dealer. “It wouldn’t come to this if it wasn’t for me so I only have myself to blame.”

You frown at them both, not getting it at all. “What is it, really? Why are you buying him a car? He’s literally Yoon Holdings’ CFO.”

Shua stays quiet, not wanting to say anything about it. Jeonghan’s grin widens though, and he happily tells you that Shua lost a bet, so he owes him a car.

“How stupid are you?” you quirk an eyebrow at Shua, ignoring his pout. “Why would you bet against him with a Porsche on the line? What did you bet on, anyway?”

“I told him you’ll get together in the span of three months,” your cousin shrugs, happy with himself like he’s not literally betting on your relationship with Wonwoo. "Which means... three days more and I would've lost."

“You bet on me for a Porsche?” you look up at him, fauxing offense.

“It’s your relationship, not you, princess. Wonwoo’s in it too, isn’t he?” He argues, though, really, he’s just mainly happy that you’re happy.

He’s always known you’ll end up with Wonwoo one way or another, and to actually see it with his eyes; how you both are content with each other, even more comfortable than you used to be, it’s the only thing he could ask for.

His mind takes him back to a few weeks ago, when he and Shua visited your father and straightforwardly told him that you’re overworked and you’ve fainted.

Shua would’ve filtered it; he would’ve told his uncle that he didn’t think it’s good that you’re handling all those things and asked him to reconsider your workload. He might not even say you fainted, just that he’s worried and you’re not exactly in your best condition.

But that’s not Jeonghan.

Jeonghan spoke honestly, demanded that your father has to lessen your work, that you fainted from preparing for the events and for the monthly evaluation your father asks of you. That you’re never going to consider a position in the company if he’s giving you works almost as much as him, a CFO, when you’re currently at a manager position right now.

He looked genuinely concerned, Jeonghan still remembers, said that he wasn’t aware that he’s giving you too many works. That he thought you could handle it because you didn’t say anything about it and you got everything just about done.

Jeonghan almost snickered, almost asked if he’d listen if you asked to lessen your load, if he wouldn’t brush it off even if you said it’s too much. But Jeonghan kept them to himself and it’s Shua’s turn to soften the blow and tell your father that he’s been worried and that you might not even be able to work properly at this pace.

And then there’s the event a few days ago, when Jeonghan immediately took off to your parents and finally said a piece of his mind when he heard you went missing. He would probably curse at them if not for Shua, who was already there to give a piece of his mind too, holding him back even though he’s annoyed himself.

Jeonghan’s pretty sure they wouldn’t even consider his words if they’re not too affected by your disappearance, but they’re a little disoriented too, something that he’d never thought would see of them, and it was a good timing to finally tell them that they’re just pushing you away at this point and he wouldn’t be surprised if you end up leaving the company altogether.

He looks at you, a soft smile in his face as you pout at him for the bet. And then his gaze averts to Wonwoo, his eyes fixated on you as if you’re the only thing that matters.

And perhaps you are, Jeonghan–or anyone, really–would believe it in a heartbeat if Wonwoo says you’re his whole world.

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[tatargiia]

after hours: timeskip!miya atsumu x fem!reader

notes: none bc i'm 100% proud of this. he's hot ok...

warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, strength kink(? idk i love his buff arms), slight choking, degradation, mentions of breeding :3

Dating a pro athlete had its downsides. For once, you weren't allowed to send him anything lewd during practice because it was just protocol (and because you rarely sexted). You also weren't allowed to have sex in the locker room after a bad match (this was decided after Suna Rintarou caught you with your hand down Atsumu's shorts after they had lost to Suna's team).

The list was more or less what you guys couldn't do sexually than it was romantically, but hey, you couldn't care less.

Because there was some things that made up for those pathetic rules.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Atsumu groans, shifting uncomfortably in the love seat as you purposely pressed your bottom against his aching cock. You turned and smiled innocently at him, offering your glass of champagne.

He snarls, but still snatches the glass from your hand and downs it. You're in a club right now, nothing special. But the whole MSBY Jackals team was here, and of course as Atsumu's fiancé, you were obligated to come.

The first part of the escapade was fun but nothing too special, with you mingling with the wives and calling up a few drinks here and there. Now, you were in a VIP booth with Atsumu that overviewed the rest of the club.

"Atsumu," you singsong, cooing and leaning backwards to press your naked back against his to provoke him even more. You knew exactly what you were doing, wearing the tiny and skimpy silk dress that exposed your entire lower back.

He glares you down. And then before you know it, he's snatching your wrist and dragging you down the halls of the VIP bar, earning you both whistles and jealous stares from girls and guys like.

"What are you —" before you can even finish your sentence, he throws you inside a room, pressing you against the door as he kisses you feverishly. You can hear the lock of the door clicking somewhere behind you, and you smirk.

"Shut up. Whores don't get to speak." he says as he undoes your the silk material holding your tits together. When the material falls from your chest and your tits bounce out lavishly, he moans and presses his face against them like he hasn't seen them since forever (which is a lie because he saw you in the shower this morning).

"Atsumu, baby, are you horny?" You tease, pressing your manicured nails against his nape and teasing his hot skin with your cool hands.

"Shut up." an empty but strong, tanned arm reaches for your neck, and you silence immediately. He continues his administrations on your skin, leaving pools of red and purple in his wake, a blood bath of lust trailing from your chest down to your pelvis.

It feels so good, you're not even going to deny it at this point. Atsumu is a literal sex god, his cock his big and thick, and he knows damn well what to do in bed every single time. It turns you on so much, you have to resist the urge to scratch his arms and leave marks.

His hand doesn't clench around your neck anymore, but it's still hovering faintly. But the thought of him manhandling you and taking your breath away, quite literally, sends a rush of endorphins down your spine.

"Turn around," he orders, and your weak body can't even comprehend anything as he turns your body himself against the door, pressing your tits against dark oak as you feel him slide the rest of tonight's dress down your thighs.

Even though your faced is pressed against wood, you can hear the sound of him throwing off his dress shirt and kicking the oxford shoes to the side.

"You're glistening, baby. Want me that bad?" he coos, teasing a thick, calloused finger in your folds. You squeal, trying to reach behind your back and grab his hand, but his arms won't let you, holding you in place as he stands in amusement, staring at your cunt.

"Your cunt is dripping, want me to fill you up? Make you pregnant with my cum?" you know he's just teasing you, trying to get a rise. But he's planted a seed inside your brain, and in your catatonic, extremely horny state, it makes you clench your legs together and let out a string of pathetic moans.

"Yes, yes please! Fill me up please," you beg desperately, spreading your legs to the best of your ability, making sure to show off your dripping cunt to Atsumu that was practically made for him.

"Do you love me that much?" he says, mouth fanning hot breathes over your shoulder, pressing his body against yours. You shiver under him.

Now, you're completely under his control.

"Yes, I love you so bad. Please, just fill me up!" you cry, and he listens. You haven't even been prepped, but that escapes your mind as soon as he thrusts in, his cock ripping your folds and you let out a loud moan.

"Shut up, bitch. Don't want anyone seeing you taking my cock like a slut now, do you?" you close your mouth and shake your head furiously, letting him have his way with you as he thrusts harder and harder.

You can still hear the thumping sound of the music outside, but it's starting to fade out as the lewd sounds of his cock inside you fill your ears. Sometimes, just to get him harder, you clench around him, and he bares his teeth with a loud, almost animalistic growl.

At this point, your body is reaching overstimulation and you feel like you're about to collapse. But like the good fiancé he is, Atsumu can sense that and as soon as you feel your limbs failing on you, his strong arms reach to hold you as he fucks you against the door.

"Baby, c'mon. You got this," he whispers praises in your ear, and it's embarrassing to admit, but it's enough for you to keep moaning and shaking, spreading your legs even more as he fucks you senseless.

"Atsumu, tsumu.. I'm gonna cum," you whisper out breathlessly, smirking at him faintly before you reach your end. He smiles back, hitching your limp body up and thrusting faster.

"Come with me, baby." and that's when the rubber band snaps. You cum, probably the largest you've ever, just as soon as you can feel a rush of warmth inside you, some white trickling down between your legs.

You turn around immediately, to his surprise, and kiss him senselessly, grabbing his jaw with your frail hands.

"I love you so bad," you breathe out, looking up to him like he has stars in his eyes.

"I love you too, baby." he giggles, smiling as he presses more kisses to your red lips, calloused hands trailing your naked body for the marks he made.

"Ahem." you hear a voice from the other side of the door. "Atsumu, y/n. We can hear you over the dj's music." That voice. You snort, trying to contain a hysteric fit of giggles as Atsumu says,

"Shut the hell up, Suna."

#haikyuu!! #hq x reader #haikyuu atsumu #atsumu x female reader #atsumu smut #hq smut #miya atsumu

[dimpledlavendeer]

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Enhypen's hyung line on your birthday

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Heeseung

➠ Hee is the type to be more excited than you for your bd

➠ Would plan everything like weeks ago to make a perfect surprise for you

➠ Would think really hard for the design of your bd cake

➠ Since he is a perfectionist he would make sure everything would be in harmony, so he would go through on everything multiple times

➠ Is the type to buy a present with a very special meaning

➠ Like something only you and him would understand the true meaning behind his gift

➠ Might get so excited and accidentally drop your cake LMFAO

➠ Might get a bit emotional while giving his gift to you, eyes unable to focus, hands shaking while he has the cutest smile on the world on his face

➠ Would definitely prepare a speech, more like an whole ass assay for when he gives you his gift and it would actually be something so sweet that it can make you teary eyed

➠ Would end his sentence with something deep and wouldn't get shy a bit to show how deeply he is in love with you

➠ "Thank you for being the reason of the most important date on my calender, I love you so much baby"

➠ His big doe eyes filled with his love for you would just stare into your soul

➠ "Heeseung 🥺, I love you so much too, I don't know what I would do without you"

➠ "I'll make sure that will remain as a possibility that you will never have to face baby, Happy birthday"

Jay

➠ I feel like he's the type to be extra playful that day ➠ He would tease you more, be all clingy to you, kisses you every chance he gets

➠ To make sure you feel so valuable and special all day long, will say he loves you every chance he gets

➠ Will design clothes as bd present for you

➠ He would probably throw a partly like Hee but also arrange something just for you two because he's too shy to be public about deep things

➠ He would also write an assay like Hee

➠ Would probably get so frustrated while reading it to you

➠ Would get so nervous about if you would like his present or his speech and his hands might shake noooooo🥺🥺

➠ Will get you anything you want and basically be the bestest boy in the whole universe

➠ Expect an extra soft Jay

➠ Also super flirty Jay too

➠ Would call you with different nicknames everytime with a smirk on his face, long sensual kisses while he just holds your waist, a hand caressing your face

➠ "I feel like I'm holding the world inside my hands everytime I hug you y/n, I love you so much"

Jake

➠ He is the type to throw party everyday at your birthday week

➠ He definitely wouldn't be satisfied with one thing

➠ Is the type to make it as big as he can even if you don't ask for it

➠ Will constantly say he loves you, showers you with all the compliments in the world

➠ I gotta say he would buy the most expensive gifts

➠ And expect like thousands of gifts because he just want you to see you're worth everything

➠ Also he would plan a vacation for only you 2 to somewhere you always wanted to go

➠ He will thank you and says he's grateful to you every chance he gets

➠ Like he would just randomly hold you on your hotel room, on the vacation he arranged for your bd, hugging you as if he's gonna lose you

➠ Would make you feel how much he needs you and wouldn't be shy to put it into words and actions

➠ Your bd would be like a honeymoon and only the best bc it's Jake

➠ " I can't belive this is all I can give to you, while you deserve the world baby, I love you"

➠ "You're all I need Jake, I love you too"

Sunghoon

➠ Would be so freaking shy to talk with you but it would make him look extremely cute

➠ He would just giggle all day, being cuter than ever

➠ Expect more skinship on that day

➠ Would also throw a party but want to be more private with you

➠ So for after for your party he would arrange a very special place just for the 2 of you

➠ I'm thinking like he would take you to an ice ring, to show you the performance he prepared for you

➠ And YES this dude would actually prepare something for you

➠ He may be the too shy to prepare an assay of a speech but he would definitely say the deepest words while staring into your eyes

➠ It would be so romantic and he would give you a cute warm kiss on the ice ring while holding a tiny cute birthday cake

➠ Even the simple "I love you" would be intimate enough to make you cry because he would make you feel like you're the only girl in the world

➠ " I may be cold like ice sometimes, I may not always say how much I've fallen for you but you are the only thing that can make me melt with one look and I just wanna thank you for letting me feel that warmth, Happy birthday y/n I love you so much"

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[azucanela]

Ahh i'm glad you write for them, thank you so much for answering my question :) may i ask for Dabi, Shigaraki and Toga headcanons w/ a female reader that likes to sing but is kinda shy about it? and like one time they catch her singing and are just speechless because her voice is so beautiful? Thank you so much :)

HEARING THEIR SHY S/O SING[HEADCANNONS]

[ft. dabi, shigaraki tomura, and toga himiko]

SUMMARY: in which Y/N can sing but nobody else knew that, until they did, and let me tell you they were SHOCKED.

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: implications of death, implications of nsfw, almost nudity bc towels, embarrassment, dabi being a perv, blood, injuries

A/N: this concept makes me happy lol, dabi’s is my favorite kjsahkjfshdkjh anyways ofc bb thank you for requesting! this is adorable :D

DABI

in all honesty, you’re probably singing in the shower and dabi is super nosy and has zero shame, so he kinda just comes into the bathroom while you are showering, like a perv

he hears you singing in the shower because he randomly shows up to your apartment, and he kinda just listens from outside for a hot minute because WOW, there is no one else it could be, unless you lived with a ghost who took 30 minute showers just like you did

he sincerely doubted this was the case

he’s vibing tbh, after he collects himself, he’ll kinda just take a seat on the toilet with a small smile on his face, and you won’t hear him unless he decides to sing along just to give you a heart attack

probably realizes that the reason he didn’t already know you have the voice of a literal angel is because of the fact that you’re a shy bb, and he’s gonna savor this while it lasts

he will tease you though, when you come out of the shower, grabbing your towel and then opening the shower curtain to him just sitting there, dopey smile on his face

“hey doll.”

you curse him out, cheeks warming, you lowkey forgot that you have no clothes on as you cuss him out, and he APPRECIATES the sight before him

you being angry is a TURN O N, angry and naked? even better

i think you know where this about to go

anyways as you curse him out for invading your privacy, you do be feeling EMBARRASSED because you were singing your heart out in there and he was just listENING

the audacity.

“you’re a really good singer, babe.”

Now you are more embarrassed and it suddenly dawns on you that you are not wearing clothes, just a towel to cover your body, and you are glaring at this mans because what the-

“what were you even thinking?!”

“that i would listen to my beautiful girlfriends equally beautiful voice.”

the type to ask you to sing for him, he has no shame like i said, will randomly say, “i like this song, think you could sing for me?”

you’re shy and like nO

he’s like, “come on babe, a private session ;)”

yeah he really likes this whole singing thing and will hype you up, but subtly, like hes constantly complimenting your singing voice because it really is just super pretty and he wants you to know this so that you’ll sing more

already comes to your home randomly, but this will increase in frequency because he really wants to hear you sing more AND catch you singing in the shower

LOWKEY

REALLY REALLY LOWKEY

LIKE R E A L L Y LOWKEY

i can see him asking you to sing him to sleep, it reminds him of his childhood because he finds comfort in your voice, and this would be the only time he’s shy about it

you’re just like WHAT internally, because if you express your shock externally he IS going to retreat back into himself and you will have lost your chance at a emotionally available Dabi

my type is emotionally unavailable people sigh

SHIGARAKI TOMURA

most confused award goes to this mans

you’re probably just singing along to your music as you clean your room, he told you he was dropping by, hence the cleaning, you are also dancing because why not vibe

he opens the door, you don’t hear him with your earbuds in, and he kinda just freezes at the door because thats your voice 

your actual voice

he listens for a bit because it sounds pretty and he likes it, he’s really confused, but he likes it, and you

tbh this is a really domestic moment and tomura is really shocked that he’s enjoying leaning up against your doorway as you treat the broom in hand as a mic and belt out some nice lyrics

kinda hates that he likes it

they you turn around after finishing the song with a dramatic little ending, and open your eyes to see your lovely emotionally constipated boyfriend standing there, albeit uncomfortably, his arms are awkwardly crossed and he’s squirming under your gaze

“so... is that your quirk?” genuinely thinks you are such a good singer that it is your QUIRK to be a literal ANGEL

you’re too mortified to answer because shyness, mouth gaping open as you grapple for words and you feel your entire body heat up in embarrassment. You genuinely are contemplating jumping onto your bed and screaming into your pillow before suffocating yourself with it.

“how long have you been standing tHeRe?” your voice cracks and you lowkey wanna cry because WHAT EVEN IS THIS DAY

he kinda shrugs, “few minutes.” he’d mumble and then look up at you, he is equally nervous at this point, “you have a nice voice.”

“thank you,,,,”

he’s too awkward to ask you to sing for him, but he would try and encourage you to sing, because he really does want to hear you again, he just can’t find a way to ask you

literally this is stressing him out, just start singing randomly and he’ll appreciate it so much, don’t make him ask p l e a s e

he is definitely gonna start stopping by randomly way more often, in hopes of catching you singing once more, because thats just an experience he wants to happen again

would probably bring it up that you have a pretty voice to other league members in hopes that they’ll bully you into singing so that he doesn’t have to

sometimes he wishes he didn’t tell them though because he kinda just wants to keep you and your talent for himself

isn’t the best at hyping you up, especially not outright, definitely the most awkward of the three, but he’s going to try, purely because he thinks that if he boosts your confidence enough then he’ll hear you sing more and he won’t have to outright ask you to sing for him because that would be painful for the both of you

“you know... you sing good.”

“thank you...?”

“this is a nice song.”

“yeah,”

“sing it.”

sounds really demanding but he’s trying his hardest okay. 

understands if you don’t want to sing in front of others due to your shyness, he’s awkward too, so as long as you sing for him its chill

he likes the intimacy of the moments when you sing for him and him alone, it just makes him happy to have that, especially since you are shy about singing.

TOGA HIMIKO

oh knife wife, love of my life, 

that rhymes

toga is probably the most outwardly supportive of you and your singing endeavors, bbg is gonna be so happy when she finds out you can sing, unlike the other boys she won’t have time to savor it because she will immediately start talking about it

probably breaking into your home through your window because she needs medical assistance and cannot tell if the blood on her belongs to someone else or not, you are her go to because hospitals are a no no for a villain such as herself

she sees you through the window, and she can kinda hear you singing as you cook in your kitchen, though you aren’t that visible and the window blocks out most of the noise.

genuinely contemplates breaking the window so that she can hear you better because it already sounds so pretty??? how??? why didn’t she know about this, why didn’t you tell her?

the audacity honestly what are you doing

she opens the window with class instead, effectively breaking into your home, but you don’t hear her as she closes it and re-locks the window

she’s gonna be speechless for a hot minute, now that she hears your voice clearly, she’s beginning to wonder if the blood is hers and shes dead, because you have a voice that belongs in the heavens literally what-

wondering how she didn’t know about this as she bursts into your kitchen covered with blood, “Y/N BABY YOU CAN SING?”

you nearly drop the knife in your hand and cut your foot off at the sight of your bloody girlfriend like, for several reasons

one. how the hell did she get into your apartment. two, why is she covered in so much blood???? three. she heard you singing. oh god she head you singing. time to panic and die

you kinda freeze and your mouth gapes open because you are so confused and panicked right now as your hands begin to gesture vividly while you search for words, trying to avoid her gaze and questions as your face heats up

this shock and panic distracts you from the fact that she broke into your house covered in blood as you respond, “i mean anyone can sing-”

“you sing GOOD.”

brags about you being such a good singer ALL THE TIME, literally how she introduces you to people, much to your dismay

will ask you to sing for her with no shame, unlike dabi she isn’t even going to shut down if you say no or find it weird, she’s just gonna keep asking until you agree to do it

would not be opposed to falling asleep to your similar voice, in fact, your voice is one of few things that calms her down

she’s literally just so excited about the fact that you can sing, like WOW, the whole league is gonna know so fast, she’s just 

SO HAPPY

she’s literally going to be hyping you up 24/7 like even if the conversation has nothing to do with it, she’s going to tell you how amazing you are and try to help you overcome your shyness because your talent must be SHARED WITH THE WORLD

just a super supportive gf at the end of the day we love toga

A/N: the vibes are immaculate, sing for your evil lover, that is the point here

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #dabi headcannons #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #toga x reader #toga himiko x reader #himiko x reader #himiko toga x reader #shigaraki headcannons #toga headcannons #bnha headcannons #league of villains #toga himiko headcannons #shigaraki tomura headcannons #toga x you #shigaraki x you

[redxblueihateloveyou]

i'm curious, what are your top 10 favorite rinharu moments in high speed and high speed 2?? i love the books. i don't understand why people say is impossible to ship rinharu if you read them...

Lmao who are those “people”? As in multiple? And are they from Mars? I do not get this. You cannot be serious. You probably meant “impossible not to ship”?

I don’t know about top ten, I love all of their interractions tbh, they just remind me of my fav type of romance in general. I know what are my top 5 I think, but after that I love everything, so it’s hard to rate.

1. My absolutely favorite moment will forever be the one, where Rin describes the way he sees Haru in the water, I’m seriously forever in awe, because, I’ve read a lot of books, and like... even period dramas got nothing on Rin Matsuoka, when he describes the love of his life. I mean, seriously, find yourself a person who sees you the way Rin sees Haru lol

Rin felt like he was touched by the light, that surrounded him with warmth. He turned around to see Haruka, who was glowing. Shining. Haruka was shining with every strong and confident stroke that he made. The outstanding energy, emitted from him, surrounded Haruka with the dazzling light and Rin froze, unable to look away. Rin’s heart was beating so hard in his chest, that he forgot how to breathe. Haruka stole his heart. And the further away he got from him, the more distance grew between them, the more uneasy Rin felt, like he was losing the control over his emotions. He was possesed by Haruka’s shining. His strokes looked as if he was hugging the water, his leg movements were so effortless and so elegant, as if water herself was moving him to the finish line. But in all these deceptively smooth and unhurried motions were so much strength and power and such incredible speed, that all his opponents didn’t stand a chance. His swimming was that transcendent reality. He was like a bird dancing in the sky with its wings spread wide.”

Dude... I’m like... still speechless. I mean, and not just this, but everytime Rin talks about Haru, even when he jokes about his stupid habbits, you still feel that he finds him so beautiful, inside and outside, that it just makes my heart melt. 

2. When Aki tells Rin that if you put him and Haru together, you get a perfection. 

“That guy has no sense of humor. He should learn by watching me, don't you think?" Rin joked lightly.

Aki laughed a bit at his words. "It's true. Add the two of you together and divide by two, and it would be perfect."

But I mainly love that moment, because like... Aki starts telling him, that Haru is not what he's pretending to be (like for some idiots in the fandom who call him selfish, that was the explanation for them xD) and how everyone always want something from him, and he never asks for anything in return and doesn’t have anyone to lean on (yup that’s what I said all along, too, with Makoto’s dumb behavior in difficult situations, he’s on his own there lmao). And she waits for Rin to deny it or like be surprised, but it turned out that that’s exactly how Rin sees him and that he cracked him from the very beginning. BTW, here’s your addition to the ask about Rin loving Haru for who he is and seeing him for who he is. I’m just in love with that moment, because I’m happy that he just... not only he knows him, but bc he’s not one of those many idiots who just don’t get it.

"Nanase-kun seems like he can do anything all by himself, doesn't he? He's good at studying and sports and even art. He really can do anything, right? That's why everyone relies on him, but it would really be something for Nanase-kun to rely on anyone, wouldn't it?"

Rin certainly thought this was true. He had only just transferred, but the image that Rin had of Haruka was exactly that. But even if Haruka didn't have the will to go out and get involved with other people on his own, it wasn't like he was completely isolated. On the contrary, he was considered the most reliable person in their class, and when people relied on him, he always did his best to meet their expectations. This was the strange balance that people around Haruka had to maintain.

3. The one when Haru calls Rin by his name for the first time. And I honestly for some reason didn’t even realize that this moment was in the anime until my 3rd rewatch (lol), but, man, little Rin’s reaction is the most adorable ever. I cry.

4. When Gou meets Haru for the first time and immediately goes “ah so you’re Haruka Nanase, the one, who my brother talks about 24/7...‘Nanase is so cool, Nananse is so fast!’” and Rin just goes red lmfaaaaaooooo.

5. When Haru says that he feels the fever running through his body each time he just sees Rin, but he doesn’t understand what it means... ahem.... OH WELL

6. When Rin tells them he’s leaving and Haru gets absolutely furious and calls him a selfish jerk, but then he feels his legs giving out and he thinks that he needs to be in the water, but then he realizes, that for the first time in his life it won’t save him and he’s so lost and fucking crushed. "you can’t just mess up my whole life and leave me like that” and “this can’t be true, I can’t be this weak.” aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa fucking hellish angst... that mix of emotions was seriously hideous, at first he was so confused and in denial, he couldn’t even think, he literally went “who is leaving?” and then it just all blew up. Poor baby.

7. Just all the little moments, when Rin notices everything Haru does and falls in love a bit more each time. Like when Haru slowed down, when he saw that Nagisa is having troubles of keeping up with him.

Nagisa was earnestly trying to keep up with Haruka. If he kept up that pace, he wouldn't be able to run next to Haruka for the whole trip. That was how it had been yesterday. Nagisa's breath was coming short, and when Haruka saw him slow down a pace, he lightly turned his eyes downward. I guess that's as far as he goes.

A sigh mixed with Haruka's long breaths. Then, by just a tiny increment, Haruka let his pace slacken.

"Oh?" Rin said quietly. Haruka could almost hear him saying "You're so nice, Nanase," and he tsked inwardly. Nagisa caught up to him, smiling as if it hurt a bit. It looked like he'd lost the energy to keep talking.

Just cute, and they watched each other all the time, it’d be a bitch to count each one, but god, all of them were cute.

8. All the moments of Haru pulling Rin’s pigtails... hilarious, especially the RinRin one, but the funniest and my favorite was when Nagisa turned to Haru to ask him for a permision to call Rin Rin-Rin, like... all the rights to Rin belong to Haru and vice versa lmao I agree. “I’ll allow it” lolz shut it, Haru.

9. This moment: “Something happened inside of him that made Haruka incredibly angry, he was so pissed, that he didn’t even want to swim anymore. To think that someone like Rin could make him feel such powerful swirl of emotions and make him such a mess... he felt disgusted with himself.” Yeah, Haru, love is dat bitch when you’re 13 lol

10. The one where Haru whispers “sorry for making you feel that way” to Rin? The one where Rin’s grandma doesn’t want to go to see the relay, but then she suddenly does, when she finds out that her grandson’s future husband is in it? The “he at that moment realized that the only thing Rin was concerned about was Haruka” one? I don’t fucking know, you pick haha ANY MOMENT, ALL THE MOMENTS XD

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BUT in all seriousness, I do not get how you can love Makoharu after the novels. Like do people just ignore these moments:

“Haru waved Makoto off like an annoying fly”, “feeling annoyed by his obnoxious care, Haruka went right past him”, “feeling like Makoto’s smile could turn into tears any second now, Haru turned away and went to the showers” (fuck this shit I’m out lmao), “complitely ignoring him, Haru kept walking”.

??????? is this... does anyone find this amazing??????!!!!!!!!!!!

Or when Haru was literally fucking losing it, cause Makoto just repeated everything after him and how he just lost all the respect in that moment.

“I feel like I should also get into running.” Makoto said it as it was a joke, but Haru knew for sure that it wasn’t. More than that, he knew, that Makoto was going to ask him that ever since the moment he found out that Haru was running this morning. Haruka fel annoyed, because he couldn’t find the excuse to refuse him.

Or this moment:

“Makoto was late and Haruka didn’t have any reasons to wait for him. Makoto can catch up with him on the way, they’ll meet at the swimming club either way. For both of them it’ll be better, if Haru went by himself, than stood there and waited Makoto, slowly losing his temper.”

“Haruka felt uncomfortable, cause Makoto looked at him, as if was a weak”

Or this:

"Did you know I was going to come out here?" Even though he knew it was impossible, Makoto couldn't stop himself from asking.

"Nope."

"Then, why…" are you standing in a place like this?

"Watching the sunset."

and I can go on and on and on

and the fishies... oh my fucking god, the fishies

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I’m just saying, all these moments are not even funny. My point in all this, that like no matter how much Haru loves Makoto as a friend... or got used to him is what I personally think, I don’t think he’s ever gonna idk how to say this... respect him as a human being? admire him? And this whole situation... I just can’t appreciate such kind of relationships even in a friends way. 

1stly because Makoto’s behavior in general makes me have war flashbacks to some of my real life experiences (and yeah, I confess, it affected me and that’s why I don’t like his character a lot; because I don’t think many people know what it’s like to deal with these kind of people in general). 2ndly, cause Makoto fans keep trashing Haru and many call him selfish bc of the way he treats him, but what they don’t understand is that if it wasn’t for Haru being this harsh, Makoto would literally became even doormat-y than he is now (yes, it’s possible lmao). 

P.S. my favorite in the novels tbh is all the Haru “I’m surrounded by idiots” moments, like when they started to dig the frozen soil with little scrapes and he was looking at them like they’re morons and then just silently walked away and came back with a giant shovel... “if you keep doing this with your tiny scoopers, we’re gonna be here all night” and they then they just watched him as he did everything himself LMFAO I just love him so freaking much. I also think his relationship with Nagisa are incredible and so underrated, since it’s a huge and incredible part of the books. I just keep saying, Haru’d be an amazing dad, so I can’t wait for him and Rin to adopt xD

P.P.S. And what about the Free! novelization????!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA

#answered #anonymous #rinharu #harurin #Free! #free! iwatobi swim club #free #rin matsuoka #nanase haruka #sharkbait #Haru x Rin #rin x haru #did i not get something? wasn't the high speed a horrible thing for mh? #cause it seemed like that to me