#the funny thing is whenever i ‘wish’ that someone would love me and cuddle me its him who messages me every time. every t i m e

[lightlycareless]

Wait I'm curious if naoya has a scar from y/n (yk from that night) cuz if he has one I'd would be really funny (and sad a little) after they make out to be asked how did he got that scar on his face 😭😭😭

Heya anon!

I almost forgot about that hahahahahah but anyways, I decided to write a little something of how I think it would go down because why the hell not.

Now, forgive me if this is not that proofread, it was just a quick something I wanted to share after all the angst :> specially after the last chapter I posted :))))))

I hope you enjoy this small thing I wrote 🥺 nnnnghhhhhhhhhhh I love me some fluff. (also, this is in reference to something that happened right over here. That is very, VERY nsfw so proceed with caution)

Naoya and you were cuddling together after a long, hard day of work. He’d just gotten back home from missions, tired of being away from home and overall dealing with people who he didn’t even like—while you from overseeing most, if not all, tasks around the estate—with him absent most of the time, you were also left to tend to his own duties, which were just overwhelming as yours.

So, it’s safe to say both were exhausted, missed one another very, very much, and wanted nothing more than to bask in each other’s warmth.

However, as much as both wished to relax, it would have to take setback when a peculiar sight catches your interest. It’s subtle, almost unnoticeable, the thin streak of discolored skin splayed across his cheek, but to your observants, worrisome eyes it’s all too obvious.

“Did you always have this scar?” you ask, raising your hand to his face and gently pressing your thumbs against it, admiring the contrast between surfaces. While his skin was naturally soft, his scar felt smoother, the aftermath of a rather deep injury…

“No” he responds, instinctively leaning into your touch. “But it’s been a while since I’ve had it.”

You frown, failing to remember when it happened, you think you would’ve noticed if Naoya ever came back home with a bandage or a nasty scar on his face, yet you can’t recall…

“A mission?” you ponder, and he shakes his head with a chuckle.

“No. Actually… I got it from you.” Naoya reveals, and then, your heart sinks, almost as if the thought of you hurting your husband was too big to comprehend.

Sure, you won’t deny that the beginning of this marriage was far from ideal, rocky beyond any questionable doubt… but even then, you never imagined yourself capable of hurting someone, or at least… doing so without eventually discussing it.

How it managed to slip your mind was surprising, or how he never brought it up to conversation…

“When?” you eventually ask, Naoya sighs.

“The day before my exam—the grade one, the first one, remember?”

You frown, looking back on your memories, and then… there it is. That one awful night where you didn’t want anything but stay as far away as possible from your husband.

This was just one of many examples of how much this relationship has changed, for when you once cowered in fear in his presence, retaliating whenever possible, however possible, now can’t imagine a day without him.

And certainly, wouldn’t dream of hurting him.

“Oh…” you murmur, guilt now weighing heavy in your mind. “I didn’t think it actually…”

“No, don’t think about it” he says upon noticing the turmoil in your eyes. “It was long ago and besides… I think I deserved it.”

You press your lips together.

“That doesn’t mean it was right.” you respond. “…even if we were different back then.”

He supposes that statement fits with a lot of things that happened in the early stages of this marriage—specifically the ones he did.

Even if they’ve moved past this difficult stage of their life, Naoya knows that he’ll never be able to make it up to you—no matter what he did, there’s always going to be something in the back of his mind telling him you’ll never truly forgive him.

That he’s not good enough, and that you’re better off with someone else.

But that wasn’t true. If you staying with him and showing concern for his injuries wasn’t proof enough that you’ve forgiven him… then perhaps you needed to remind him.

“Does it still hurt?” you ask.

“No, it never did, really— wasn’t that deep.” He adds with a chuckle. “Didn’t know you had it in you though.”

You pout and this just makes him laugh even more, fluster you even more… before going completely quiet.

No words, no gestures, just both gently looking at each other’s eyes and enjoying the presence of the other, as if nothing outside that room mattered.

After a few seconds, you decide to lean forward, pressing your lips against his cheek and kissing his scar.

Naoya’s heart warms at your gesture, and the consuming urge to embrace you tightly against him overcomes him.

“I’m sorry” you say, leaning deeper into his chest, you’re so close to him you could literally heart the alluring sound of his rapid heartbeat.

“Don’t be. It wasn’t your fault” he whispers, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. Even when he was the one hurt, Naoya still finds it in himself to comfort you… The thought alone makes you hug him tighter, heart quickening as you bask in his care. “Besides, it’s a nice scar—I can proudly say my wife did it to me after one particularly rough night…”

“Ah! How—what a pervert!” you gasp, pulling your face away from his chest and looking up to him.

“Am I not telling the truth?” he chuckles.

“I guess that’s one way to put it…” you huff, sighing before leaning back into him.

…

…

“Does it bother you?” Naoya inquiries upon hearing the gears in your head, you sigh once more.

“I won’t be able to stop seeing it now” you confess. “It’s all I’m going to think about when I see your face.”

“Well, if you must… there is a way you can make it up to me” Naoya says, and you swear you could hear him smile.

“Be serious!” you gasp upon catching his intentions, looking up to him “Can’t think of anything else, can you?!”

“Who said anything about that?!” He laughs back “I was talking about—this”

Naoya leans forward, pressing a kick peck on your lips.

“And this”

Another kiss.

“And this too”

One more.

“And that as well”

And another, and another, and another—too many for you to keep count, far too embarrassed to even do so.

“Stop it!” you’d whine when Naoya pressed your cheeks together, forcing a pout out of you. 

“You’re adorable—did you know that?” He chuckles, kissing your pout. “The cutest, most adorable wife ever”

“Is this your idea of making it up to you?! By embarrassing me?” you manage to mutter, tightly closing your eyes as he continues to kiss you. “Stop it! You’re making me all red!!”

“You make it too easy” he jests “And that, amongst other things, is what makes me love you so, so much.”

It’s unfair how he always managed to experience a wide range of emotions in less than a second—from being flustered by his customary and excessive display of affection, to completely enthralled by it, relishing in his love and how lucky you were to have found your soulmate.

It was rough. Almost impossible to find this side of Naoya, help him put down his walls and become vulnerable.

But now that it’s here, you’ll do everything in your power to protect him, to take care of him, love him. You never want him to suffer ever again.

This time, you’re the one leaning forward, doing your best to kiss him through the silly position he had you—and Naoya simply finds your attempts even more adorable.

He gives you one last kiss before cupping your face and making you look at him.

“While I’ll always regret the way I treated you in the beginning of this marriage… I’ll never regret meeting you” he says “With you I’ve learned what it is to be happy, to be cherished just by who I am and not what I represent. With you, I can completely be myself without fear of being humiliated…

With you…. I’ve learned what it is to love and be loved.

And I find it unfair that someone as amazing as you has to suffer for things we did in the past, back when we didn’t know each other, when we had the whole world against us.

So, I don’t want you to dwell in my scar, Y/N. It’s… nothing from a past we’ve long moved on from, you know? If anything, I should be the one carrying that burden… and I probably will, for the rest of my life.” He pauses, you press your lips together, holding back tears. “I want you to focus on our future, what lies ahead for the two of us. Because I, for once, can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Your heart skips a beat at his words, finding them to be nothing but the perfect representation of your relationship with him.

Naoya has given you so many things you’ve only dreamed of, considered unobtainable—like one of those situations where everyone around you was bound to experience them, except you.

Until he came along, and then, that’s when you realized how lonely you were, to the point where the mere thought of being without Naoya hurt too much to even consider.

In more ways than one, he made you whole, he introduced you to a world of completely different experiences. With him you smiled, and you laughed, but you also cried, felt what it was to be in an ocean of loneliness—and yet, you don’t resent him, because you’ve learned the most important lesson of them all: to forgive, and be forgiven.

It takes lots of effort to overcome such difficulties, but with love and patience, everything is possible.

And just as Naoya said, these are things of the past. He had long paid for his actions and redeemed himself, and there was no use in pondering on them if they’re going to sway you away from the future.

From the adversities and blessings, the two are to face together.

“I love you” you say back “And I also can’t wait to live out the rest of my life with you.”

Eternity seems too short of a time to be with him, but you wouldn’t want it any other way.

#ask #ask series: first it hurts— #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x you #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #prompt series: jujutsu kaisen

[alotofpockets]

How I see you | Yelena Belova

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Prompt: “I wish you could see yourself how I see you."

marvel masterlist | Words: 500

When you arrive back at the Compound after working on a case all day, you’re looking forward to cuddling up with your girlfriend Yelena and spending the rest of the evening doing nothing together. You were tired after your long day, so you left the others in the common room with some quick hello’s and continued on your way to your room.

What you hadn’t expected was Yelena curled up into a fetal position, laying in the middle of the bed. You rush toward her, your body forgetting all about being tired. “Hey, baby.” You say as you sit down next to her and place a comforting hand on her back. “What’s wrong?” In response Yelena just starts crying. “Oh, baby. I’m here.” You move your hand up and down her back in a soothing manner.

“You deserve someone better than me.” Yelena says between sobs. “You are amazing, why would you think that?” You say, not at all knowing where this is coming from. You love Yelena, you love absolutely everything about her. “Someone who didn’t go through the past that I have had would be so much better for you. I have moments where I want to isolate myself because I can’t bear the things that I had to do as a child, the things I had to go through. You deserve someone who isn’t going to disappear when things get hard. My past has held us back before and I don’t want that to happen again. I want you to live your life and be happy and I am scared that I can’t offer you that, not every day of your life at least.”

You listen to her words carefully, wanting to fully absorb each detail that she shares with you before answering her. “Baby, you make me very happy, I hope you know that. Your past will never be a reason for me to not want you, I know what they put you through will forever be a part of you. You need time and space to deal with that at whatever point of our relationship, and I will always be okay with that. I want you to be able to process and heal, though like I said, I know it’s something that will always be with you. I will always support you and be there for you whenever you need.”

Yelena sits up in the bed now, the two of you are facing each other, your hands holding on to hers as you continue talking. “I wish you could see yourself how I see you, Yelena. You are funny, kind, considerate, smart, strong, beautiful, loving and so much more than that. You are the person that makes me happy, you are the person I want to be with for the rest of my life.” Yelena pulls you into a hug, and you hold her close, only letting go when she does. “You will always have me by your side, darling. I am not going anywhere.”

~

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#yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x female reader #yelena mcu #yelena belova imagine #yelena x reader #yelena x you #yelena belova x y/n #marvel imagine

[webslingingslasher]

29 and 26… make me hurt i know you can do it 🥲

based on this prompt list

Peter has never made you cry. 

Ever. 

Not even when you were the maddest at him, not even when he would snap at you when he dozed off in class after being up all night, not when he canceled plans six times in a row with you, not ever. 

In fact, Peter had done everything possible to keep you from crying, he would pull funny faces, his go to was to stick his index fingers in his mouth and pull the corners of his mouth for a cheesy grin. He would dance for you, and it always made you laugh because Peter was good at everything, except dancing. 

He has always shown you love and care so deeply how couldn’t you fall in love? 

And how could you not think he loves you too? 

Because he always cuddles close to you, always kisses your cheek when he hasn’t seen you in a while or you do something good, he could pull you in with an arm over your shoulder and press four or five kisses in a row only pulling away when you can’t stop laughing and beg for breath. Peter would hold your hand while you jumped over a puddle, he would always give your first bite of ice cream or a milkshake, he would throw his gloves at you whenever you forget yours, he showed you love and care. 

How could he not mean it? 

“Can I tell you something?” 

“Of course, what’s up?” 

Peter turned from his game, you had been doing some reading while he played with some online friends, it was domestic things like this that told you it was mutual. You both hung out for a while then wanted to do separate things so you parted while in the same room, that’s what couples did, right? 

“I have to tell you something I’ve been thinking about for a while, like a long while.” 

“It sounds important, is it?” He was asking if he should stop his game and give you his enitre attention. 

“Yeah actually, pretty important.” You let out an anxious laugh. 

You weren't that nervous, you knew what he would say. It was obvious you were both thinking the same thing.  

Peter pulls from his game, takes off his headset and spins so he’s facing you. 

“All eyes on you, dear.” 

You smile, you wonder why you were nervous. 

“I’ve been scared to bring this up but I think we’re on the same page, I mean, actually I know we are.” 

Peter nods slowly, he doesn’t see where this is going yet. 

“I feel it every time we hang out or when you kiss me on the cheek, and when you dance badly to make me feel better and every time you make me feel not so alone in this big world.” 

Peter’s eyes widen, he sees where this is going. He wants to shut it down before you embarrass yourself. 

“Hey, hey, hey. Let’s slow it down, Y/N,” 

“No! Cause we need to talk about it, I know you feel it too. I know you do, I see it in your eyes and I feel it when we hug. I know you know what I mean.” 

Peter winces, he wants you to stop. He doesn’t feel the same at all, he’s just your best friend. He’s always been your best friend, and only your best friend. He knows he’s touchy and loose around you but that’s because he’s known you for years. 

“Y/N, stop.” 

“Seriously, Peter. I think I just need to say this, I,” 

“Y/N, I don’t want you to embarrass yourself, seriously. You should stop.” 

You turn your head confused, “Peter, I’m falling for you.” 

He closes his eyes and shakes his head, he blows a heavy breath through his nose, he stays silent. He didn’t want to hear it, he didn’t want to know it was true. He always kind of guessed it but always hoped you would never admit it, he wishes you would’ve kept it inside forever until he dated someone and you eventually move on. 

“Peter?” 

He doesn’t move, he doesn’t say anything. 

“Peter?” Your voice cracks. 

“Peter!” You shout the words, tears coming to your eyes. 

How could you have read the signs wrong, he always acted like he loved you as much as you did. 

He was ruining this, he was supposed to say yes, say me too, say i earn for you, anything, he was supposed to say anything. 

“Peter, c’mon.” You sniffle, a tear drops. 

You shudder, he’s never made you cry. 

“Peter, please. Please, Peter.” Tears flowing heavily, breaths unsteady, you reach for the door. 

You sent out one last request. 

“Please… Say something,” 

He doesn’t move, he doesn’t speak, he doesn’t even look at you. He’s ghosting you in real time, you were watching him ignore you, he was pretending you weren’t even here. 

When he stays unmoving you’re unsure you’ll ever hear from him again. 

You try once more. 

“Peter?” 

You wait, then shut the door. 

Tears never stopped. 

#peter parker blurb #peter parker angst #peter parker mcu #tasm!peter parker angst #tasm!peter parker fluff #my writing

[stevenose]

listen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this started as a two sentence ask, but spiraled out of control. big time. sorry.

but i was thinking and— shameless! clingy! flirty! idiot in love! steve x flustered! inexperienced! obsessed! gf, right? and…

…before they moved to the more sexual part of their relationship, while they were taking it slow for her sake so she’d aclimate to something as new as being in a relationship is to her, steve would simply softly hum or moan while they kiss because he’s just so happy to finally have her and it would get his girl all flustered and cover her soft skin in goosebumps. the thing is, later on, steve’s girl always reacts all surprised and shy and tries to hide her face whenever steve moans or whimpers or tells her he’s gonna cum ‘cause she still can’t believe she makes him feel good.

she lets out a little shocked “really?” when steve tells her she’s doing so good for him on their first time and every time after that ; whimpers and covers her face with her hands when steve tells her she tastes good ; steve will tell her she’s his and she’ll just keep whispering “yours, yours, yours” without even noticing ; his girl will get so dumb for him sometimes that the only thing she can mutter is “daddy” over and over again but will blush afterwards if he mentions it.

steve is so desperate for her and addicted to her skin, loves to bite and suck and kiss and hold and squeeze and mark, and she’s just as obsessed with him… but in a more flustered and tentative and embarrassed way— like she’ll pretend she’s listening to him but she can’t stop staring at his lips with a look on her face like she’s about to fucking start drooling for him, and steve knows. will tease her constantly for it. and all she wants is a kiss, lots of kisses, wants to press her lips to his all messy and desperate but she’s so shy!!! she can’t make the first move :( but as soon as steve gives in, after brushing his lips over hers and her soft cheeks for like five whole fucking minutes to see if she breaks, she whimpers so prettily it drives him insane.

!!!!! her stevie is the most dedicated, devoted, romantic, funny, silly boyfriend there is and takes such good care of his sweet girl, spoils her rotten, makes her laugh, has such a comfortable and casual dominance going on when it comes to taking care of his baby. they’re best friends. he loves buying her things even though she makes sure he knows she’s more than happy with being his that she doesn’t need gifts, she only wants him, and no, steve is not tearing up at that. so steve knows his angel better than anyone and knows how to spoil her— getting her chocolate bc it makes her so so happy (and she always does this cute little happy wiggle wherever she’s sitting while she eats, lets out such cute happy hums, and steve adores the whole experience), buying or picking flowers for her any chance he gets bc she loves them so much, giving her kisses and cuddles all the time bc they’re both so bling with each other, calling her every night to wish her sweet dreams and tell her he misses her, telling her he loves her bc he does, so much. the simplest things make her happy and steve finds it so easy to love her. loves loving her, really.

my biggest hc !!! is that steve goes full on gomez addams for his sweet angel baby and her reactions are everything to him. blushing, or giggling uncontrollably, or hiding her face in his neck, or covering her warm cheeks with her palms, or pouting so sweetly because she’s so flustered, or whining at his teasing while kicking her foot like a brat.

hc number two :::::: she’s demisexual / demiromantic and entirely inexperienced before steve, he was her first kiss and all bc that’s literally me lol, and she’s only ever had feelings for him. she does not have eyes for anyone else, he’s all she sees, she can’t even feel attracted to anyone else whether her and her stevie are still ‘just best friends’ or more, doesn’t even understand when someone else flirts with her bc she genuinely does not see anyone else in a way that’s not entirely platonic. steve knows this. they were close friends for a long time before getting together even though everyone knew they were in love, so they are so very comfortable with each other, trust is everything to them, and they feel so safe. so warm.

🥺🥺🥺 just lovesick! clingy! obsessed! steve and his shy! inexperienced! giggly! angel 🥹🥹🥹

UMMMMM OK!!!!! THIS IS SO TRUE AND REAL. A SWEET TREAT TO COME BACK TO 🥺🫶🏻

#i want puppy dog steve bf 🫶🏻 #stevenose posts #ns/fw #steve x reader

[thlayli-ra]

A silly little thing I wrote after that Instagram post;

*Deleted*

Pairing - Cm Punk/AJ Lee/Dax Harwood/Brody King/Jade Cargill/Danhausen/Max Caster/MJF

Rated - Teen and up

Warnings - Language

Summary - All of Punk's wives react to his controversial story on Instagram

'Can't believe this is happening again. Thinking of you. x' - Dax

'Wow, that really blew up, huh?' - Brody

'I mean, I know you said you're That Bitch but did you have to be THAT bitch?' - Jade

'Does Pepsi Phil not want to come back and see Danhausen?' - Danhausen

'... sooo, does this mean I get to keep Max? ✂️' - Max

Punk scrolled through the multiple messages on his phone with a sigh. He gave Larry's head a scratch, the small dog snoozing soundly in his lap. Getting grey and long in the tooth, just like him. Hearing someone enter the room, he looked up sheepishly as AJ walked in.

'I thought I'd find you here,' she said softly, sitting down beside him on their home gym floor. There was a smell of fresh sweat hanging in the air and his brow was beading. He always worked out when he was feeling stressed.

'Take it, you've seen the post?' Punk muttered as he placed his phone down beside him.

'Kinda hard to miss it. Here,' she passed him a glass of water, which he gratefully accepted, taking a long sip. 'What did I tell you about using your Instagram account like your Twitter account?'

'It was that fucking Meltzer again, spreading these fucking lies,' Punk bit back. 'I was only trying to defend myself.'

'While you were still angry,' AJ pointed out. 'We spoke about this after that whole incident last year. Take a breath, calm yourself then deal with the-'

'I did!' Punk argued, getting defensive.

'I saw you writing that post in bed at 4am this morning!'

'I deleted it!'

'Yeah, by the time everybody had already seen it!'

Punk squirmed, pouting sulkily. 'It just pisses me off. I can't let these things go, alright? I've always been this way.'

AJ smiled wearily, cuddling into her husband's side and leaning her head on his warm shoulder. 'I know. It's one of those things I love about you... even if it drives me insane.'

Punk huffed a small laugh. AJ spied the subtle break-through and kept going.

'I love everything about you - we all do! You're sweet and funny and generous. Passionate and driven. We even love all those... less pleasant parts of you like that extremely short fuse of yours.' A smile ghosted his lips and he placed his tattooed arm around her, pulled her in close. 'The problem is nobody else knows you like I do, like we do. All they see are these snippets that you post online and that makes up the whole picture in their mind of who you are. They don't see the complex, messy person behind the character. The guy who still doubts himself constantly, who's so afraid of seeming weak that he lashes out whenever he feels threatened.'

Punk chewed the inside of his cheek thoughtfully, tattooed fingers drumming the floor. Silence shrouded the pair for an uncomfortably long time. 'I've really messed up, haven't I?'

AJ didn't answer straight away, thinking it through carefully. 'Maybe not. You did delete it, after all.'

'I just... don't want this to be over yet,' Punk tilted his head up, staring into the bright lights above him. 'I've finally reconnected with this thing I just love and I don't want to leave it again.'

'I know, I came back to find a full-size wrestling ring in our garage, remember?' she rolled her eyes fondly. 'It'll blow over, stuff like this always does these days. They'll move onto the next controversy soon enough.' She looked over to him with a pout. 'Just wish you would patch things up with Jon. I don't want to strike another name off our Christmas card list.'

'You don't even send out Christmas cards,' Punk protested.

'Yeah, but I could.'

The pair locked eyes, smiling warmly. 'Thanks, Ape' Punk said, kissing her sweetly on the lips. 'You always know what to say.'

'I'm here for you. Always. Now come get some sleep.'

'Sounds good. Let me just get my stuff.'

As Punk hopped up to grab his things from the gym floor, his phone began to ring. AJ picked it up and checked the caller ID. 'Urgh! Your boyfriend's calling'

'Which one?'

'The annoying one.'

Punk groaned. 'Let it go to voicemail.'

'He's called fifteen times already. You'd better call him back.'

'Ok, fine!' Retrieving his phone from AJ, she gave him one last kiss and said she'd meet him in bed when he was done. Punk pursed his lips in reply as he hit the call button on his phone. It was answered immediately.

'Hey Max...'

'WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS TO ME????!!!!!!'

#my fanfictions #cm punk #aj lee #dax harwood #brody king #jade cargill #danhausen #max caster #mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #polygamy #polyamourous #this is my first time posting a fic on here so please be kind #Thlayli-WrITES

[teyamsatan]

i love sending asks for ask games but SOME QUESTIONS ARE WAY TOO FUNNY IN THIS ONE AHAHAHA

i choose 9 and 15 and 35 ✨

9. my best first date?

i'm gonna say w my current bf, we didn't even really plan for it, but we went for lunch, and it kinda turned into a first date, and it was amazing, we went for pasta at this place he had been before and loved, and we laughed so hard, and we haven't stopped laughing since pretty much

15. favourite quote

you know, if i knew anyone would ask me that, i knew it would be you and it's the question i most wanted hahaahha that's why you're mi amor. i honestly love quotes, i live for quotes, whenever i find a new good quote it's like my life becomes a bit richer, and i have like 600 quotes saved on my phone, but i'll give you one of my favourite ones that i think about all the time.

"everything i've ever let go of has claw marks on it." - i think that's basically how i live my life. i've never let go of something without first clinging on to it for dear life and trying my absolute hardest to make it work. i'll actually also share a poem with you that i remembered about recently that i love so so much, that i relate to too much sometimes, that i think you'll love x (under the cut)

35. favourite holiday

i love american autumn holidays that we don't even celebrate over here but it gives me an excuse to celebrate something in autumn, which is my favourite season, so probably halloween and thanksgiving. me and my bf always make cakepops and cinnamon rolls and watch haunting of hill house or gilmore girls cuddled in a blanket, and it's just a good time :(( i love autumn sm

"5am

again,

drunk on someone else’s love,

or couch,

and I’ve never felt more at home. 

I fled myself,

from the life I’ve built

because I’ve been inhabiting routines I don’t want to stand for. Inhabiting skin I’d rather shed

but still took on

like a soldier serving his country,

for that’s what they told me to do.

But I was not

strong

or wise,

but young and foolish,

for what is this thing? Trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance, and I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls

with clean blood

and organised drawers.

I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests

at night when no one else is alive,

or awake,

however you choose to see it,

and I live in my own flames.

Sometimes burning too bright and too wild

to make things last 

or handle

myself or anyone else

and so I run.

Run run run,

far and wide

until my bones ache and lungs split

and it feels good.

Hear that, people? It feels good,

because I am the slave and ruler of my own body

and I wish to do with it exactly as I please,

and living in this skin is hard and painful, most of the times, because I never volunteered to take this on. The daily sacrifice of heart over mind,

the forever on going task of explaining this and that,

and why I don’t want to look like this and

be like that

but still here I am and if this is the body I’ve been given I’m sure as hell gonna make it work.

If this is the place I’ve been given, I’m sure as hell gonna make this work.

So I fled the me that was never really me and I’m on my way. To newer lands and uncleaned streets

for I’ve had enough of childish safety in comfort.

Enough of all telling me to look and do, like this and that, and I never meant to please anyone but myself

and you can call me selfish,

throw words like knives in the dark but I will not listen,

for not listening to sharp words brought me to where I am today

and I believe in the path I’ve been given. If my only task in this life is to walk it,

I surely will walk it

prouder than anyone else.

If this is the path I’ve been given, I will walk it

prouder than anyone else,

for no one else can."

Charlotte Erikson

hope you enjoyed xoxo

#my asks 💕 #˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ andra's mooties #lana bb 💕 #ask game ✨

[blue-straeh]

drunk - kang taehyun

genre: angst (kind of lovers to strangers au), sort of a song fic

pairings: taehyun x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of alcohol, taehyun being drunk, parties, one kiss scene, heartbroken and somewhat pathetic reader till the end, let me know if there's smth else to add

word count: 0.9k words (914 to be exact)

note: i got inspired to write this oneshot by the amount of sad, slow ballads that i have been listening to, but mainly by the song 'drunk text me' - lexi jayde (give it a listen if you can!)

hope you like it♡

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you were currently at one of your classmate's grand 'end of semester' party, sitting on the couch, looking at the herd of drunken people dancing to some pop song with a red plastic cup in hand filled with some kind of alcohol.

well, you weren't really interested in anyone.

your eyes were just settled on one person in particular.

him.

you were staring right at taehyun across the room, who was either very oblivious of your burning gaze or maybe just didn't care.

because currently he had his body flush against a girl, while they danced to the blasting music.

they were close.

too close for your liking. but it's not like you could do anything about it.

and as if the world wanted to mock you more, the song changed to something slow.

the kind of song couples would slow dance to.

you saw them smile to each other and dance as if they didn't have a care in the world.

you wondered if he even remembered that the song currently playing was the same song you both had danced to at 3 am, back when your feelings were mutual.

you and taehyun were never really a thing. you both met through mutual friends and got close.

both of you caught feelings with time, but never acted on it.

he treated you like no one else did. he made you feel special.

he always wished you texts of 'good mornings' and 'goodnights' no matter how tired he was. he always gave you a ride to college. he spent nights cuddling with you in your tiny pillow fort as you both had movie nights, he danced with you in the middle of night and stargazed together with you, he indulged in your lamest stories and laughed with you, he took you out on "friendly" dates, gave you flowers, held your hand, acted protective whenever someone looked at you weirdly and most of all, he made you happy.

he made you fall in love with him.

you were completely head over heels for him. you still are.

how could you forget all the beautiful moments you shared? all the times, he said he'd stay with you forever.

"forever" was dead in your love story, or if you could even call that.

the thing you regret the most is not putting a label on your relationship, because now, even though your stomach was churning in jealousy looking at the scene in front of you, you could do nothing but stare at them instead of pulling him away from her like you wanted to.

because what right did you have after all? he never said he loved you outright after all.

you could feel yourself getting more drunk with each sip of alcohol you took.

you downed the liquor in your cup and let the fond memories of your past engulf you.

you loved it when taehyun got drunk.

most of the times, you never seemed to know what went on his head when he was sober, but when he got drunk, he turned his guard down and you could see him in his vulnerable state, when he didn't lie and was honest.

you remember the very first time drunk taehyun had texted you. it was very messy and confusing, unlike his usual short and neat texts.

you had asked him where he was and if he was alright, to which he had replied with, 'i'm alright 'cuz you take care of me and make me happy. don't leave me plz', with a dozen heart emojis or it was something like that, his original text being messy and filled with typos.

you had gone to fetch him and he told you that he couldn't imagine life without you.

funny how all the words turned out to be so empty, the second he layed his eyes on the new girl.

it started with a study session, then a hangout and eventually dates.

the moment she came into picture, your relationship was down in the shambles. you tried to salvage it, you really did.

but what could you do if he didn't even look at you the same way like he did before? the eyes that sparkled with love and admiration, now felt like a stranger's. his eyes that once searched for you in every room, now searched for hers.

he never really liked loud places and parties, saying it caused him headaches. he didn't really like to be the center of attention, saying that it was always too much drama. he never really hurt anyone, but here you were feeling your heart breaking into a million pieces as he places his lips on hers.

he didn't even seem like the person you fell in love with.

but you still loved him, deeply.

no one has ever loved you like him and no one has ever hurt you like him.

but because it is kang taehyun, it is fine, even if he ghosts you, makes you feel special and loved and then just leave with no closure.

it hurt a lot and it is pretty pathetic but, you don't think it's possible to love anyone else but him.

even if it killed you to see him with someone else, it was okay, reason being only one, you loved him unconditionally and even if you are unable to move on, you hoped the boy is always with someone who makes him feel happy and loved like he did to you.

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the end.

author's note: honestly, this story was kinda rushed and it's not one of my best works (and i personally don't like the ending much but i didnt know how to end it tbh) but hope you still like it.

leave a like, message or reblog if you like the story! (no pressure tho)

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#wrote it in a rush when i was in my taehyun feels #its pretty messy honestly but hope you like it #txt #tomorrow x together #taehyun #taehyun angst #taehyun x y/n #taehyun x reader #taehyun x you #yeonjun #soobin #beomgyu #huening kai #angst #sad ending #Spotify #oneshot #txt oneshots #angst oneshot #txt angst #song fic

[apoorplayer]

december tcc challenge but i did the whole thing bc i was bored lmao

* What music genre fits your tc the most?

early 2000s pop punk , lol . he has the voice for it

* What's your favorite personality trait for your tc?

his confidence for sure . he says everything like he knows he’s right and it’s so hot

* Do you think they fit into a certain aesthetic or two? If so, which ones?

closest aesthetic i could fit him into is like ,, soft artsy boy ?? that’s the way he dresses at least lol

* If you could, how would you comfort your tc?
(Like if they seem to be having a rough day)

whenever he seems like he’s having a rough day i just try to make him laugh :)

* What type of winter activity do you think is their favorite?

he seems like a snowball fight type of guy tbh lol

* If you could (or have) what book or movie would you recommend to you tc?

any emily henry book !! i think he’d like the humor in those books + would love for those romcoms to give him some ideas ;;)))

* What's their sense of humor like? Is yours similar?

he’s obsessed w “cringe” things lol , we have very similar senses of humor and he’s told ppl he thinks i’m rlly funny hehe

* What's the nicest thing your tc has ever said to you?

sometimes he compliments me in this super low voice and it actually makes me MELT but one time he basically said he loves the way i act and it made me never want to change myself lol

* What wintery activity would you love to do with them?

cuddle up together and watch christmas movies <333

* What do you think your tc's love language is?

prob quality time . he’s all ab spending time w ppl :)

* Do you have a quote or poem that you associate with them?

plentyyy of song lyrics ,,, like the entirety of using you by mars argo <333

* Do you prefer emailing them or talking in person?

talking in person BUT emailing him feels so special esp since he always emails me first hehe

* Do they have a signature cologne or perfume?

nooo i wish he did tho lol

* Is your tc someone you can go to for support?

yeah i think so , he can tell when i’m having a bad day and tries to comfort me :)

* Have you ever pictured yourself with their last name or vice versa?

all the time tbh

* Is there anything you don't like about your tc?

we have completely opposite political opinions hahah and we both feel very strongly ab those opinions

* Have you ever seen them in a really bad mood?

not a RLLY bad mood , but he did get super sick awhile back and he would legit come into lunch and just lay on the floor lmao

* Does your tc ever laugh differently when they're with you?

yeahhhh hehe i made him laugh harder “than he ever had before” :))))

* What's your tc's staple drink? (If they have one)

vanilla coffee for sure

* Is there anything that the two of you have in common? Is there a lot?

we’re both gaming and coffee nerds lol

* Have they ever targeted you directly in class or in the halls?

he comes up to me a lot in the halls , we don’t have class together tho so </3

* Have you ever said anything that might have given away your feelings?

i don’t think so , i try to keep my feelings pretty hidden lol

* Do you dream about them often?

WAY TOO OFTEN

* Is your tc more physically or verbally affectionate? Or not at all?

def more verbally affectionate :)

* If you could, (or have) what would you get your tc for Christmas?

prob some rlly nice coffee beans hehe

* Do you like them in a romantic sense or in a more platonic way?

tbh more of a romantic sense but i know nothing would ever happen and i’m 100% ok with our current dynamic

* Are they a cozy sweater person?

no he literally wears short sleeve button ups in december 😭

* What color looks best on them?

green :)

* If you could see yourself the way they see you, would you take the chance?

yes ofccc

* What little habit they have is your absolute favorite?

when i’m talking i use hand movements a lot , and he always mimics them after i do them so i’ll get embarrassed . he thinks it’s so funny lol i love seeing him laugh ab it

* If it was legal, would you share a midnight kiss with them?

yes hehe

[linawritestwst]

wow I love matchups 👀 surprise me! beginning, I am a woman (she) , I am someone who is very distracted and I am usually in the clouds, I consider myself an extrovert, I am usually sensitive so I cry easily, I can't stand being bothered, I like to make friends, I am someone who does not look for a fight I do not like, I have I have a lot of imagination, so I like to create fantasy stories, I like to make others laugh, I work hard in my studies, I love adorable things, stuffed animals, things like Sanrio for example, I like to know new things or unknown places, I like support my friends or help them, I'm looking for someone interesting, who is organized bc I need to be like that haha and direct, thanks I hope I have managed to describe myself well :')

i'm not sure if this matchup is gonna be that surprising, but i can try, haha.

the character that i think would be a good partner for you is..

riddle rosehearts!

i'll explain why i chose him:

riddle would definitely try to help you become more organized and yes, he can be harsh often sometimes, but he just cares a lot about you! but when he finds out that you're more of a sensitive type, he would try to be nicer, please believe him when he says that he didn't want to make you cry. he would still be a bit strict with you, but if he does something wrong, you can always tell him and he will apologize. whenever you get distracted, he will remind you to stay focused and he makes sure to reward you with kisses even though his face is red as his hair

to be honest, i can totally see riddle having a more extroverted s/o. he would admire you for being a hardworking person as well! he would try to hide it, but he actually finds your jokes very funny and he appreciates you trying to make other people happy. you can see him covering his mouth with his hand, but you just know that he's trying really hard not to laugh. whenever you go to explore an unknown place, he always goes with you to make sure nothing bad happens to you. he says that it can be dangerous, so that's why he's here, but his main reason is just him worrying about you.

he would love to hear the stories that you come up with! also i think he would find you liking stuffed animals and other cute stuff adorable and it just makes him feel so soft when he sees you cuddling with a plushie though he can't help but wish it was him he would get you a lot of cute things as gifts too :)

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst headcanons #twst x reader #twisted wonderland matchups #twst matchup

[seasurfacefullofclouds1]

You know as a fan who found Louis around the time when Walls album was released, I'd look at the comments on YouTube about his songs and at that time, there wasn't a single comment appreciating Louis' voice or how the lyrics were far more relatable than just a love/Larry song they made out to be. I have always this feeling that Louis has the capability to impress the whole gp. You don't have to know his story to hear his songs. You really don't have to make up theories for his songs. Just play the album and think of yourself. Everyone in some way are bound to find comfort in his songs. And in my defense, whenever I made someone listen to his songs, they were truly impressed by his voice, the way he gave the lyrics a certain level of honesty.

But when you start to dig up on Louis, his identity isn't Louis Tomlinson. It's just Larry Stylinson everywhere. You'd go to watch his interviews and the comments wouldn't focus on Louis, the artist, it's always about "he was thinking about Harry, hey I think Harry was on the back, hey look how he couldn't say that handler because there's Harry on it, oh Louis don't be shy, it's just your husband".

A new fan would want to know the person he is, how he is with the fans, what his own priorities are but the comments making everything about Larry just makes that new fan feel like, "okay so his priority is his love life. He doesn't put himself forward. He's doing this for the supposed love of his life. Oh so he doesn't want that fame for himself." And that new fan might feel put off. Because they were just looking for a safe place but all the comments just offer is uncertainty. Whether there'd be anything new, will this always be about love because let's be honest not always do we look for relationship and neither a relationship is someone's whole personality but them making everything about Larry just makes it seem like, Louis has only one purpose and personality and that's just his relationship.

Now it's for someone who'd stick around to learn more layers about Louis but let's be honest not everyone from gp would be willing to stay for that long to learn it themselves. The fans have a hand in doing it. The fans have the power to focus on Louis' personality in the comments instead of just making every single move about Larry

I don't know where I'm going with this. But what always pissed me off was that larries who claim to support both of them equally are actually in Harry's lane and think "Larry is real" just for that "hey I'm cool. I believe Larry is real despite the horrible pr and closeting they face." If only fans understood that Louis' relationship is just a part of his life not his whole identity and talked about what he is as a person, gp when they start to discover him during the projects(Defenceless, EuroCup) would've actually stocked around.

Oh and another thing I've found quite weird was that whenever I've seen a fan(OT5 basically) describe Louis, they'd always give that typical answer, "he's sassy and the fun guy." But being a fan for 2.5 years(not that long I know), I have discovered so many sides to Louis. He could be caring, protective, loving, intelligent,a safe place for everyone, an inspiration for those who are giving up on themselves, he could be beautiful but hot, he could be soft, he could be the boss, he could make you shut up with just a gaze yet he could cuddle you till you're comfortable, he could be funny, he could hit you with deep emotional facts, he could be that person who has gone through the griefs just like anyone of us has gone, he could stand up for himself and his loved ones, he could call people out when things get to the ones he treasures a lot.

I just wished the fans would've pointed this out. Even when they say "tommo way" it sounds as if they he's just a twat who'd pick up on fights with anyone but he doesn't. He fights for the ones he loves, he laughs with the ones he feels happy with and he's just like a soft alpha to me who doesn't have to assert his dominance over everyone but who knows when to protect his loved ones.

All I'm saying is, the day people admit and realize that his personality is much more than just being in love would be the day he'd be properly respected. I just had to rant somewhere. I'm in need of solo Louies tbh.

Bravo.

I think Louis needed Larries and 1D fans because Sony basically killed off GP interest in his career. But it’s also time to recognize the real harm these fans do to his career, the way they hold him back.

Yes, these fans are at fault, but Louis has some control of his own brand and narrative. He can change that cursed Twitter bio, for one thing. He can take 1D songs out of his concerts and festivals. He can change the creative direction of his songs. No more Princess Park lines. No more “been Up All Night.”

Louis was a great songwriter for 1D and he MADE the last 3, iconic 1D albums come alive, even as these albums became the launching pad for solo Harry Styles. Louis still has that creative energy. But it’s time for solo Louis Tomlinson to take the limelight.

#louis tomlinson #walls #solo Louis

[crushisms]

Just a big personal rant about being touch starved but afraid of intimacy. Being aromantic but desperately wanting a partner. And also just my fucked up head

Been realizing lately that im incredibly touch starved. Thinking back to the first romantic relationship i ever had, my girlfriend Sam, I always wanted to be touching her. Holding her hand as we walked through. Leaning against her shoulder on the schoolbus as I fell asleep.

I was always so upset when she would deny me these things, typically because it was the south and we were two gay middleschoolers. She grew up here around that atmosphere, saw the homphobia and I didn’t, so i didn’t really understand it.

I was really shit at romantic relationships (Likely because I didn’t realize i was Aromantic yet), and I think the main thing I wanted was that physical closeness all the time. I don’t blame her at all for it, but I think that was what broke the camels back for me. 

Before her, I had a lot of male friends and I was around a lot of male predators online. I never quite realised how it would affect me, but I wanted their attention all the time and whenever they talked about how they wanted to touch me, i liked it but i was also so uncomfortable with it. They wanted sexual relationships and I wanted to hold someone. After them i was terrified of being in relationships with guys, even platonically. Because of them I thought I was a lesbian. 

I think when she shrugged off my affection, it made me think that people didnt want to touch me. That combined with the insecurity I had about my body when she helped me realise I was trans just made for a horrible jumble of emotions. 

I shied away from people touching me after that, Teachers putting their hand on my shoulder, my mom’s attempts to kiss my cheek, and even with my brother who i love more than anything. I didn’t want people to touch me, but at the same time I really really wanted to lean against someone. 

My second girlfriend was years later. Sometime during highschool, I really drifted away from all my IRL friends and even Sam who i stayed really close with even after i was really cruel when we broke up. I started having a lot of online friends, and I met my second girlfriend Liv. She was a great friend of mine, and It makes me sad how far we drifted apart after we broke up. With her i could talk about physical contact, i could draw our sonas holding eachother and being in love, but as it progressed I realised I didnt feel the same way she did. 

When i broke up with her, its what made me really realise I was aromantic. I toyed with the label after sam, but I was so in love with the idea of a partner that I shrugged it off and called myself asexual instead. After Liv i realised that i was very much Aromantic, i just couldnt feel that way about them, but it fucked with me so bad because..  still wanted a partner. I didnt want a romantic relationship, but I wanted a friend i could cuddle with, do anything with, my other half. 

After i graduated from highschool, I lost touch with almost every single one of my IRL friends. I still keep contact with two of them to this day, but other than that i dont have a single friend IRL. I gravitated heavily towards my online friends and relationships, since they were all i had left. 

I met some great people and I love them more than anything in the world but i constantly wish i could be right there with them. Grabbing them by the shoulders with excitement, shaking them. Wrapping my arms around them and laying against their chests. 

I’m realizing now theres an exact fucking word for what i want. Queer Platonic Relationship. I want that kind of closeness without the expectation of romance. I need that kind of relationship and it makes me so viscerally sad that I cannot get the closeness I want from the friends I have. I just want to get on a plane and fly over to my friends and hold them close. 

Its really funny I think, how ive been experiencing all of this for years, and ive never thought about it. Ive never gone and unpacked it all before. I’ve been writing more lately, and through that writing its making me realise these things about myself. Theres no real purpose or message or anything behind this rant, I just need to get these horrible little thoughts out of my head. 

I’m gonna go back to writing fics now instead of this monstrosity, but if u read this uhhh hi thanks for dealing with me i guess? Im a mess but i’ll be alright 

#rant #You rlly dont need 2 open this its just mental illness #n the boring unfun kind

[sminiac]

hi! I liked the bf!Intak thing you did! I’d love to know your take on bf!Keeho too? 🙏🏾

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⋆ Yoon Keeho + Reader

💌 — Hello! I’m so glad you liked it love! And ofc, gotta include the bff Keeho :b

Bf!Keeho who I can’t imagine not having a s/o who’s particularly articulate with their emotions in the same unbound by subconscious thoughts that keeps a lot of people from expressing themselves to the fullest extent, so when it comes to more serious topics of conversation he’d absolutely love listening to what you have to say, how easy the words flow between the two of you, he would just be so sick with love at how smart you are, leaning over to press a few kisses to your lips every time you say something he’s never quite been able to put into exact words.

Ex: Even if you do struggle with placing your words he’d be really appreciative of someone who can just talk— so if you’re a yapper, it’s your time to shine! It fills in any potential gaps and sometimes he enjoys a bit of chaos, enjoys making sense of your thoughts together.

Bf!Keeho loves how influential the both of you are to each other in terms of silly funny nonsense, sometimes he just needs a good giggle and he loves how you’re another person added to his list of silly guys. I think Keeho’s the type to want to enjoy the now instead of the future but he can’t help but settle from his fits of laughter before you do just to admire the bond before him that the two of you have, how pretty you look, sound. Would grab at your hand just to absentmindedly play with your fingers, solidifying the moment in his brain with your touch, archiving the memory for the nighttime even though it keeps him awake, tossing and turning with a sleepy smile on his face because he just loves his gf!!!

Bf!Keeho who would carry on the habit of leaving little notes for you to find in the most random places. Like, being in the just friends stage and him leaving a small written ‘You look really pretty :)’ on a gum wrapper and casually flicking it into the back of your head, pointing down at the small balled up paper and motioning for you to open it with his hands, he wouldn’t dare look at you once you’ve read it though, he’d be far too nervous. He’d do the exact same when confessing, something along the lines of ‘I wish you’d let me be your boyfriend already Y/n, getting impatient…’ written smeared with wet ink due to his nerves, he’d go through with it but would again get away from you as far as possible until you’ve read it over and thought about it. Being able to kiss him for the first time with the gum in his mouth that he stole out of the wrapper, walking away with it in your mouth instead. I’M SICKLY.

Ex: He’d still do it whenever you come over to the dorms, or in public- pretty much whenever he sees you and conveniently has the material on him. Writing a little note down on any scraps of paper he can find, most of the time they’re still gum wrappers, your past always some how sneaking into the present in the most endearing ways. They’d also become a little more risky, sometimes he’ll just plainly write ‘Kinda want you sitting on my dick rn’ or ‘Sit on my face keep that skirt on’

Bf!Keeho would be really good with romantic shit and I just know he’d try to pass it off like it’s not that serious- as if he isn’t planning the most intricate dates and thoughtful gifts for you ahead of time. He knows every little thing there is to know about you, so he really puts in the time for your itinerary that’s brimming with extravagance.

Bf!Keeho who gets so emotional whenever you suddenly decide that you feel like pouring your heart out to him, gushing about how much you adore him, how much you care for him. I think since he takes on the more caring role- having to always look after his members, that the change would almost be too much for him to handle, especially if you’re cuddled up into each other, softly singing him your truest of praises while he pulls himself closer into your chest, trying to keep the tears from slipping even though his bottom lips already got a wobble to it.

Ex: Gentle, sweet sex would be in the following because he’s just so full of your love! Wants to make you feel as good as he does hearing that he’s doing a good job with enduring all of his hardships, shows you how appreciative he is for your continued support by his side.

Bf!Keeho would have to send you a whole package from another country when he’s abroad because of the sheer amount of gifts he found for you, the contents would vary from cute accessories to snacks, to clothes, just altogether a plethora of miscellaneous items that reminded him of you that he just couldn’t resist from buying.

Ex: Sometimes he’ll even include a set of lingerie he couldn’t peel his eyes off of while window shopping, admittedly a little turned on thinking about you in the pretty set he’d have it wrapped up all nice and pretty, a small card poking out of the ribbing keeping it together that reads ‘Wear this for me when I’m back, won’t you? Can’t stop thinking about you, my pretty baby.’ He’s also the type to order you flowers and food from thousands of miles away, delivered straight to your front door with a small card that he personally seeked out to have added with a little message, something sweet and simple like ‘For my sweet girl’ or just a cute ‘Love you baby, knew you’d be hungry when you woke up’ my toes are wiggling because he literally just wants to take care of you ????

Bf!Keeho who always comes knocking at your door, or pulling you aside whenever he’s feeling hungry because he doesn’t like eating by himself :,)

NSFW under the cut! MDNI.

Bf!Keeho who can’t help but think it’s so sexy when you’re interested in his work. We all know how dedicated and passionate he is about his craft, his devotion to music and the complexities in suit, he can’t help but grow impatient when you’re sitting in his lap, tweaking at a simple beat he threw together in the matter of minutes, figuring your way around melodies and the plethora of music components. Fleeting acknowledgment of what you say with airy “mhm”s and “‘s good babe” when all he can think about is taking you right there in the studio.

Ex: I’ve had this lingering thought- that I’m not sure if I’ve delved into or not, but having Keeho switch on a mic and bringing it to your mouth while he’s got you bent over the desk where the large monitor sits, hitting record and doing his best to fuck those pretty sounds out of you so that he can implement them into the track on screen, sure they’d be distorted and edited beyond recognition to anyone else’s ear, but the two of you would know what sounds he really sampled, that the two of you made them from scratch.

Bf!Keeho who literally, actually can’t get off without some kind of help from you, and it’s especially bad when he’s travelling without you by his side which results in frequent sexting/phone sex. Him guiding you through touching yourself with such descriptive and precise details, I feel like he’d be really good at reciting to you the feeling of your body that he misses so much- but explains what he’s doing to himself with such simply, warming words, there’s this lucidity to it that makes the whole experience more satisfying.

Bf!Keeho who would absolutely have a thing for those cliche costumes, not the trick-or-treat kind of costumes but the sexy ones that are purposely designed to be revealing. For example dressing up as a ‘nurse’ for him? His hands are all over you, he’d be so taunting about it to, telling you how cute you look while toying with the small embellishments on your outfit, a humoured airiness to his voice as he looks you over. It’s silly, but fuck do you manage to make it look so good.

Ex: No cause I can really picture him sitting down before you with that half edged smirk on his face, eyeing you up, asking you to do a spin for him and then pulling you to stand between his legs so his hands can get a feel.

Bf!Keeho who would do anything to make you feel the most comfortable and more than content in bed. You’re in the need for something more soft and intimate? He’s got you, doesn’t need to be told twice. He’s just so responsive to you, always has an ear out for your requests, slow down but keep his thrusts firm and precise? Of course, he likes the way you claw at his biceps anyways so it’s a win-win! Be a little more talkative? He lets out every pent up thought that’s been collecting in the back of his mind for weeks, knows you like the slight rasp to his voice that’s light in your ears, finding its way to the surface of your skin when he’s nipping and sucking at your ear.

#bf!p1harmony #yoon keeho #yoon keeho x reader #yoon keeho smut #p1harmony keeho #p1harmony keeho x reader #p1harmony smut #p1harmony fluff #p1harmony fanfic #p1harmony #p1h keeho #p1h keeho x reader #p1h x reader #piwon imagines #piwon x reader #piwon fluff #keeho x reader #keeho smut

[demongyeom]

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#please ignore this post im gonna get super ranty in my tags regarding something ive never talked about on my blog but i need to just unload #so.... uhm id just like for my ex to .... not message me. i dont think he understands why i follow his instagram its not because i wanna #interact with him i just want to know that hes alive. hes got some health things™️ and the thing is i dont think ill ever not love him but #the doesnt mean i wanna be friends. i just want to know he’s okay from a distance. but bmth released a new album and that was our thing #music and metalcore and especially bmth was how we became best friends but i cant trust him and i get mildly anxious talking to him because #i always feel like crying because i really wish things didnt turn out this way. and i dont think he understands why i left #and he messaged me right now about the new bmth album and i replied even though i didnt want to but i didnt want to leave him on read #i dont hate him hes not even a bad guy hes actually a really good guy but mYbe the time we started dating we were just toxic for each other #the funny thing is whenever i ‘wish’ that someone would love me and cuddle me its him who messages me every time. every t i m e #less than 12 hours ago i said maybe i do want someone who will love me so i dont feel so shit all the time and again hes the one who messag #ed me out of the blue inspite the fact that less than two months ago he asked me to help him out with some designs and that conversation di #dnt end on a good note.... at least thats what i thought. and my friends who saw me through the shitshow™️of our friendship/relationship #they hate his guts and i dont blame them or can expect them to be nice to him which is also a very big reason i don’t want to start talking #to him again. ive been called weak and stupid once before for letting him into my life again im really not up for being judged for the nth #time. i could have a harmless conversation but i also dont want to feel all those things i felt 6 years ago all over again. i didnt almost #theres things he did that made me suicidal and im not saying i didnt do anything wrong i probably must have as well but thats just it.... i #dont want to reverse my progress. i really wish him the best i really really do but holding an actual conversation with him - even though #my instinct asks me to do it..... i just cant have a repeat of 2016 #🤦🏽‍♀️ can the universe just ..... not do this? #idk...... i really dont jnow what to do im tempted to reply but the consequences terrify me #i miss my best friend but he was a shitty friend but i still miss him and i wish we could just go back to March 2013 when things were good #dmn.txt

[arospec-daybook]

People should stop assuming that everyone draws the same line between friendship and romance. The list of what is 'acceptable' and 'unacceptable' to do in friendships should only exist for people who decide to set those boundaries for themselves, not for everyone else to feel obligated to use it and blindly apply those rules to their own friendships. Everyone should have the freedom of building their friendships in a way that makes them happy and fulfilled and no one should have a say in it except the people involved in that friendship.

Hugging, cuddling, hand-holding, any form of intimacy, kissing, (platonic) dates, getting married, having sex, sharing the same bed etc. are not the acts exclusively reserved for romantic relationships. Anyone who tells you otherwise is just too used to these acts being classified as romantic and therefore has a hard time believing you would do these things with someone you're 'just friends' with. For this reason, they think they have the right to tease you and convince you that you're just in denial because these should be clear signs you want more than friendship with that person.

The worst thing of all is that they actually say these things with so much confidence and enthusiasm, because they think that you just don't want to admit it or are yet to realise that your feelings are romantic. And again, the reason why they're ever so excited about your feelings possibly being romantic is because, according to them, these feelings are more valuable than anything that they consider platonic feelings to be.

I honestly wish I was exaggerating but I genuinely see people acting this way a bit too often. I haven't personally experienced this but I have still randomly been asked multiple times by my acquaintances if I had a crush on someone and regardless of saying no every time, they would never believe me and try to make me admit it. Whenever I was deep in thought they would ask me if I was in love, I would say no and they would start to tease me again because apparently, no means yes and I'm just too shy to admit it. So even when there is no other person you're acting 'suspicious' with, people would still assume these things and it wouldn't even cross their mind that it's wrong and that it might even make the other person uncomfortable.

No matter what you do, you can't stop people from believing whatever they want to believe. But even though it might be true that many won't respect or understand your relationships, that shouldn't make you change anything about them or yourself to please those people. Don't let them make you doubt yourself or question the validity of your relationships. The things that you know that you want can never be wrong just because others don't also want these things.

Furthermore, whether you want or do not want to do these commonly perceived as romantic acts with your friends, that still isn't what determines the value of that friendship. Doing these acts is not what makes it not 'just friends', it's your appreciation and devotion to that friendship that makes it valuable and worthy of respect. On a side note, having intense and profound feelings for your friends is also not something that necessarily makes your love for them 'more romantic' and you deserve to be respected and believed for that too.

One more important thing I want to mention is that qprs deserve this same respect and are just as likely to be treated as 'not worthy enough' of these acts as they're very often seen as 'just friendship'. People who say this disrespect both friendship and qprs at once - by saying that qprs are no different from friendships, they deny the existence of qprs and believe that they serve no purpose. And by saying 'just friendship' they're implying that both friendships and qprs are, again, less meaningful than romantic relationships. The funny thing is that there is a very important difference between them but many don't care enough to educate themselves and instead just decide to make these comments that make absolutely no sense.

Lastly, I want to mention that all relationships are of equal value. Many people might prefer romantic relationships (with sex or without it), some might prefer purely sexual relationships, some people prefer friendships and some prefer qprs. Some people prefer engaging in polyamory (of whatever kind) and some prefer to not define their relationships. We all have our personal preferences but none of these relationships is inherently superior and should be treated with respect regardless of the ones we personally value and understand the most. Long story short, everyone should have the freedom of creating, defining and prioritizing their own relationships but also be aware that others have just as much of that freedom.

#friendship #romantic relationship #qpr #platonic attraction #romantic attraction #queerplatonic attraction #aromantic #aro #amatonormativity #arophobia #aphobia #aro post #relationship anarchy #actually aromantic #aroace #actually aroace #aromanticism #aro positivity #aro tag #aspec #arospec #lovepunk #amatopunk #lovequeer

[xiao-come-home]

Modern!Itto kinda hits different. Don’t get me wrong - he still brags about himself like no other, still doesn’t like wearing shirts (but does that if he has to), but. He’s probably studying at university. Maybe geography? Zhongli teacher so true, but anyway. Teachers hate him. Not in a bad way, but not in good way either. Whenever someone’s quizzing him, he accidentally says 30 things completely unrelated to the subject. Itto’s grades are basically 📈📉📈📉, depending on his mood - sometimes he feels determined enough to study the whole book, sometimes he reads 10 lines of it. Tell him he looks sexy while reading and he just might start reading..

Massive hair freak. Has so many hair products that the shelves almost break. Masks, shampoos, this man has it all. Gives excellent scalp massages and likes to make funny shapes out of your hair until he gets his face smacked with wet sponge.

Sometimes wears turtlenecks that are low-key a bit too tight. Generally, he doesn’t care - but holy hell these muscles are so defined by it that it’s just hard not to stare. Especially those mil/kers. Absolute units. Huge ti-

Lives in a dorm with his homies. It’s extremely chaotic.

He’s good at math. No, i don’t take criticism. Itto’s genuinely helpful whenever you need it, he repeats the same stuff 20 times, is patient, and doesn’t mind if you still get things wrong. Why would he? You put up with him every day. But in all seriousness, he’s the person you need to go to if you need help with math :)

Would attempt to help in any other subject too! As long as you explain it thoroughly.. very thoroughly.

Probably dyes his hair at exactly 2.57am. calls you to tell you that, wishes you goodnight, makes a kissing sound and then hungs up and continues to dye his hair.

He’s that person that’s both loved and hated by everyone because of his personality. Some girls are jealous whenever they see him shameless cuddling you in his free time because Itto has no self control, some roll their eyes when they hear him from a mile away.

Study dates. He doesn’t care if you study something unrelated to his studies. He knows it’s cliche, but he likes it.

Has driver’s license. Drives according to the rules, obviously, but with a little spice, as he says - aka a little bit too fast sometimes.

Hand on your thigh whenever he’s on red light. His thumb caresses it softly, until he yawns obnoxiously and jumps in his seat when the lights hit green.

For some reason, you find him a lot in libraries and cafes outside of uni; and he genuinely respects these places, which means he tones down with his loudness. Often orders coffee with like 3-4 spoons of sugar, tons of milk and reads - mostly for school, this time. The whole thing is weird, but seeing an unbelievably hot man (your hot man) studying at the cafe is a sight to see. Apparently, people like to stare at him too. Which is why he probably does that, because he likes when people feed his ego.

“What’s up, sugar? Am I that beautiful you can’t take your pretty eyes off me?”

listen,,, he wears coats. these coats are big. he looks way too good in that. but also, he tends to drape it over your shoulders when it’s too cold. not only you drown in them, but also smell his cologne and it makes you way too happy :(

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #arataki itto #arataki itto x reader #itto x reader #.headcanon #pure

[pffbts]

Hii ! I love your work SO much, yours so talented and your writing is really inspiring me to do it too ! I also have a request can you do a small Jungkook fluff but slightly smut about him being in love and needy for y/n ? 🖤

genre―fluff; suggestive smut.

characters―jeon jungkook x female!reader | no supporting character.

w.c―2.2K

author`s note―sorry for the delay, anon, i was just out of touch with the writing side of my brain but nevertheless, i hope this wait was worth it, i wish you a very happy read :)

[11:38 AM]―jungkook sits behind you, he watches everything that you do and don`t do.

his eyes have been following your every single movement since you came out of your washroom, wearing that flimsy white cotton maxi dress that reaches just past your knees and whose strings adorn each of your shoulder.

as you sit with your back facing jungkook on the floor, his eyes slightly widens as he realizes that he could, at that moment, if only he squinted his eyes a tad bit harder, can make out the whole of your back through that piece of clothing.

the curves of your back and the most tantalizing thing obviously was whenever you lifted your arm up, he could clearly see the side of your breast. even without touching, he knew they would be the softest thing to touch and kiss in this world right then.

jungkook shakes his head as he realizes that he was simply getting dunked into a glass of lust like a biscuit in tea. he closes his eyes for a moment and takes in a deep breath and proceeds to exhale, all in a soundless manner.

nevertheless, he tears his gaze off of your back. he thought you would probably notice his eyes burning holes through your back at any second now if only he continued doing the same.

other than his eyes that tried their hardest to look anywhere other than your back, the table fan that was right in front of you had its own purpose and that was to dry your hair. the towel that was previously hanging off of your neck now rested on your lap but as his eyes travelled up, they suddenly caught onto something they could focus on and that was those one or two water droplets dripping down your shoulder-length hair.

jungkook`s eyes followed their travelling path. he watched that one single water droplet slipping through the side of your neck, then trailing down to your scapula and then end up getting absorbed into the dress.

he couldn`t really pinpoint what made this tiny little act so attractive but as if his body had a mind of its own, jungkook shuffled closer to you.

somehow in his head, he wanted to be just like what that piece of cloth just did to that drop of water. he wanted to rather suck in that minute droplet than let that damn cloth steal it. it was funny if it was thought in a rational way but right at that moment nothing seemed rational to jungkook, he was completely drenched in the feeling of lust.

it had bubbled up to his throat and if he opened his mouth, he thought maybe someone can steal a glance of the foaming of it.

he proceeded to press your back against his chest while wrapping his fairly worked out arms around your waist and soon he felt the weight your peaks over his thumbs. his palms, they lay pressed against your stomach as he plopped his chin over the same side of the shoulder from whose neck that single drop of water made him tempted enough to hold you like this.

being very much aware of your own stomach, as soon as you felt jungkook`s arms snaking around your waist, you sucked in your belly. at this point, this is just a habit which although you try to shake off these days after watching those personality boosting slash body positivity videos, for some reason, some habits are harder to shed off than said to.

jungkook, though, he noticed what you did and he wasn`t a tad bit fan of it.

so as soon as he saw what you did, he spoke up for the first since you had come out of your bath, “did you just suck in the tummy that i love to cuddle every night?”

his pout was so palpable in his voice that it made you tug your lips in and muffle out a small laugh, “i…it`s just,” you wanted to laugh it off but you knew this is a question that you`ll have to face more often because jungkook isn`t going anywhere and he doesn`t seem like he`s going anywhere until he gets his answer.

he`s probably going to hold you tighter now if you don`t answer him or maybe he might proceed to do something that might fluster you―as always, it`s hard to predict him sometimes.

but if only he gave you that chance to speak because as soon as you opened your mouth to answer him back, you felt his own mouth against your neck.

and it wasn`t just the feel of his mouth that gave you a shiver, you could almost if your head wasn`t just playing a game, felt the tip of his tongue giving a tiny kitten lick on the place he kissed you. it felt like he was sucking on that place but very softly, like a feather against your skin while his right hand moved up slightly to brush against one of the soft peaks on your chest.

you turned your head a little to meet with his eyes travelling up from the place he just did whatever that deed he did.

“________,” your name slips out of his mouth in a breathy whisper and it felt like it came out of the deepest part of his throat. your eyes widen a bit as his breath falls over your mouth but before he continued to speak anything further, he plants a kiss on your lips.

naturally, you close your eyes at the feel of his warm mouth against yours but it doesn`t last long or maybe that`s what you think because, jungkook, he unwraps his arms from around your waist to place the palms on your shoulders to make you turn around and face him.

all the while, he kept his eyes on you and made sure yours were on him too. he didn`t really want much from you except for you to lie down against the carpeted floor and to just let him adore you like he wants to. he just simply wants to make you realize how extremely beautiful you are when you don`t even try, when you don`t even notice the little things that you unconsciously do, make his heart do backflips inside his ribs and bring him to his knees.

as he pulls onto the cushion that he was holding onto few minutes ago to place it under the back of your head so that you don`t feel the hard surface of the floor and feel uncomfortable, he now lays you down completely while hovering on top of you.

“jungkook…” you tried saying only for the so-called man on top of you now to hush you down with his mouth pressing yet another kiss onto your own.

your hands unconsciously reach onto his shoulders and proceeds to circle around his back as jungkook`s arm that was supporting his whole body bucks in only for his chest to meet with your own.

you feel him hiss under his breath as his chest comes in contact with the soft peaks of your own.

“_______,” he calls out your name again, and you were not going to lie, it sounded good every time he says your name like that, in that breathy tone as if he`s begging for something from you and every time you`re just simply painfully unaware of what it is. the only thing you could do is cup one side of his face and try lifting up your head to press a kiss against his jawline.

“i love you,” you say, as the back of your head lays back against the cushion.

at least, you said something. maybe that`s the only thing you could do to answer to everything he`s asking for then.

jungkook`s eyes trembled a bit as he realized what you just did and without thinking he dove into the crook of your neck and earned back a giggle pouring out of your mouth as he did so. his chest heaved as sudden adrenaline burst open into his system.

he kissed your throat, the side of it, your collar bones, the part of your breast that was peaking out of your clothes and then he presses trails of kisses against your neck till he reached to your ear and tugged at it only to gain a sharp intake of breath from you.

his hands, shamelessly, travelled down your side, proceeding to lift up that flimsy cotton dress of yours and started caressing your thighs. but his fingers were yet to find the spot he loves the most and that`s the lines of your stretch marks that are rooted from your hips.

you close your eyes as you felt his hands against the part of your body you don`t find his hands most often but as soon as you understood that his fingertips were following the pattern of your stretch marks, you became extremely self-aware of yourself and proceeded to tightly grip onto his upper arm―as if to halt his actions, which was meaningless because as soon as you hinted at it, you heard jungkook`s voice against your left ear, leaving a shiver down your spine and goosebumps unhidden from him.

“i wish you could trade your eyes with me now, _______,” his nose brushes against the side of your cheek while he presses a soft kiss against your closed lid before continuing, “i wonder if you`re looking at yourself in the mirror these days because,” his mouth which founded the tip of your nose to give his undivided love next, “i love and adore,” and then, he rubbed his lips side to side against your forehead, just above your head to then press against it a hard kiss.

seconds seemed like minutes and minutes seemed like hours as you could only feel the movement of his mouth at the cost of his breath washing over your face, you feel him go down as he continued, “every,” kissing the upper lip, “single,” then at the corner of your mouth, “part of,” latching onto the lower lip, he opened up your lips with his tongue and proceeded to do something that you couldn`t for the life of you, imagine him doing and that is to breathily exhale out a “you.” into your own open mouth.

your eyes shoot open as you inhale deeply only to discover him looking at you through his lashes and his own open mouth still hovering on top of your own.

and then he did something which made you end up ending into a fit of giggles.

life with jungkook is unexpected which basically is proven too many times at this point.

his hand which was still resting on your thigh, right on top of the place your stretch marks were evident quickly travelled up only to tickle your sides and made you squirm under him.

both his and your laughter filled up the whole room as you heard the rain yet again hitting against the cobblestones of your backyard.

you kept telling him to stop in-between your giggles and although he did listen to you at the end, he also pulled you up from the floor onto his lap. squealing at the sudden display of his strength and being completely flabbergasted as it absolutely didn`t match with his evident bunny smile and scrunched up nose splattered on his face like beautiful decorations, you proceeded to cup his face in your hands.

jungkook only smiled and looked into your eyes as if there`s no other thing in the world that fascinates him the most right then, as if he only adored as if the smell of petrichor lingers only around you which he loves the most. his eyes glistened and when you notice the glee in them, you give him a small peck on his nose tip.

he only scrunches his nose further and presses his lips against yours as soon as you pull yours back from his nose.

“i love you,” he says, this time with his voice clearer and it sounded as if that`s how truth always sounds like while his hands which were resting against the now exposed skin of your legs as your dressed previously hiked up from suddenly getting pulled up by jungkook, moved around to wrap themselves around your whole body.

jungkook leaned into your embrace and rested his cheek against the place right above your right chest. he cradled you in his own strong, protective embrace while your hands caress his board back and feel the muscles flexing underneath your palm as he rocks you back and forth.

few minutes passed and he continued rocking you in that position until you fell asleep with your cheek resting on his shoulder that night.

but even after laying you down and then bringing back a blanket from your room to cover your body up, he kept himself by your side until he, himself felt like almost dozing off right then at the sound of the rain.

and thus, both of you ended up sleeping in the living room while the table fan kept you guys from getting hot chills at night. jungkook remained pressed against you till the daybreak came in to greet you and every single time you woke up in your sleep because of your light sleep pattern, you felt at ease every single of those times because jungkook was always there to hold you.

seems like even in his sleep, his arms knew no one but you to hold onto in this world.

fin. 

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