#so loevly and nice

[whirlybirbs]

flavour of the week is straightening out Adrian Chase’s glasses and kissin’ his bruises

;  NOW OR NEVER  —  VIGILANTE / READER

summary: you patch adrian up. feelings come to a head. adebayo just hopes you two don’t fuck on her desk, y’know?

pairing: adrian chase / f!reader (ex-hero)

rating: t for kisses and the usual vig characterizations

a/n: this beautiful gif has ocupied my brain for the last day — it’s from this loevly set by the @life-or-something-like-lt! anywho, who ordered ex-hero who stops crime fighting because of a horrible injury and mental health? it’s comin’ right up! pipin’ hawt! there’s lots of feelings in this one, so enjoy my first lil’ adrian piece. ;-) 

“Vigilante.”

“I mean, who knew the human body had a whole gallon and a half of blood in it! Seriously, that’s, like, a whole jug of milk. But, blood—”

“Vig...”

“It’s cool, y’know, because the suit is machine washable. Isn’t that great? The only shitty thing is that I definitely have blood in my boots and I can totally feel it between my toes right now—”

“Adrian.”

His mouth snaps shut. Above you, you spy his eyes move down to inspect your expression. He has that look on his face — the one that’s half-proud and half-boyish. He presses his lips together and inhales through his nose.

You offer him a wry look.

Hardly punishment.

“Sorry,” he says as he leans back against the desk and lets you continue your work, “Right.”

He swallows down a smile.

You shift in your boots. His long legs are crossed at the ankle. He pops his arms across the chest of his suit.

“It would be one thing — look up — if I wasn’t trying to figure out if you had a broken jaw,” you say slowly as you move your fingers along the sharp contour of his face; you’re gentle, Adrian's eyes slip shut, “Does that hurt?”

You press lightly against the hinge of his jaw. Even through the light, mint-colored gloves, you can feel the warmth of his skin. He shakes his head despite a minute wince.

“Sorta sore?”

“Definitely to be expected when you face plant off a third-story balcony...” you mutter matter-of-fact.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about—”

“Don’t even try. I saw the footage,” you jab playfully with a rare smile — it cracks through your usual stoic expression like the sun on a cloudy day, and Adrian swears it’s the prettiest thing in the world.

He’s distracted.

His reply is a moment late.

“...Wait — who the fuck showed you that?”

“I did,” comes the voice of Leota — she has her bag slung over her shoulder as she exits Murn’s dim office and slides the two of you a look, “Gotta keep you humble, Vig.”

“Seriously?” he nearly whines, brows tightening. You lean away with a little laugh, gathering up a cotton swab and some rubbing alcohol. Over your shoulder, you catch Leota toss up a loving middle finger towards the man posed at your make-shift medical station.

He tosses it back, but even his pout is laced with affection.

You laugh quietly to yourself.

You like this team.

It’s been a long time since you’ve been on a team.

You followed Leota here from Gotham — promising help to one of your oldest and best friends. As a forcibly retired B-list vigilante, you earned yourself enough trust with Murn’s team to find a spot on the roster.

Apparently, Economos was a fan. Adrian, too.

She’s only the coolest fucker to ever grace the ranks of the Justice League. Have you seen her iconic fight with Poison Ivy in the Gotham Commons back in 2019? Seriously, guys, Adrian had griped to the team’s push back, Old news. We’re Whisper stans in this house.

...It was nice.

...Sweet, even.

“It was graceful, at least,” you say slowly as you look back up at Adrian. The bridge of his nose is split where his trademarked visor dug into his skin. There’s a black eye starting, “Not the landing, though. That was—”

“Face down ass up, dude.”

You snort at Leota’s comment.

“Are you leaving?” Adrian asks as he waves his hands in her direction, “Please tell me you’re leaving.”

It’s Adebayo’s turn to laugh. You muscle your smile down as you lean a hand on the table and wait for Adrian to stop squirming before you move your attention to his nose.

“Oh, yea, no — I’ll leave you two to it,” she waves as she pushes the door open. It’s late, and it’s raining, and the woman slips a look over her shoulder, “See you two tomorrow...?”

There’s an expectant edge in her voice.

Between Leota and the grave, she’d been watching the two of you through Murn’s office window and was totally seeing the way you two have been looking at one another when the other isn’t looking. It’s gross. Cute-gross. Cutross. Grute.

...You know Leota is convinced something is going on between you and Adrian.

Truth be told, maybe there was.

But, that was between you and your thoughts — and the smiles that he somehow earned that no one else did.

“See you tomorrow, Le.”

She hesitates, looks at the two of you, then smiles. “Night, guys.”

“Night,” Vig offers – albeit it’s a bit of a grumble.

The door closes, and you turn your full attention back to Adrian Chase.

Handsome, handsome Adrian Chase.

You’ve wondered since you’ve met him if he knows. Is he aware that you think about him more than any other co-worker you’ve had, masked or not? Seriously, more than Bats. And Bats was Bats. Everyone had the hots for Bats. But, not like this. Not like how you have the hots for Vigilante. You.

Does he know you think he’s funny, even if his immaturity borders on all-encompassing? Does Adrian know you’re distracted now, standing this close and this alone?

You dab the cotton ball lightly against his nose.

He hisses.

“Sorry,” comes your quiet apology.

“S’okay,” he placates you. His eyes are screwed tight. You’re glad, really, because he has a habit of watching. It makes you feel things. A lot of things.

There’s quiet then. You’re slow when you pull a bandage from the first aid kit to place on the bridge of his nose. You assess the laceration, decide to gently dab a bit of antibacterial ointment on it, and peel open the white bandage.

“I can’t believe she showed you the video.”

You huff a little laugh out. “It was funny.”

He pries one eye open.

You’re smiling again.

The corners of Adrian’s mouth quirk. “Yea?”

“Yea,” you look down, and he opens both eyes. You gently pull the paper from the back of the dressing, “I, uh, I’ve had some falls like that before.”

His brows climb his face. “The Whisper? Has faceplanted? I refuse to believe that.”

You swat at his shoulder, but you’re smiling still. Even more so, a laugh is pried from your chest and Vig can’t help the surge of pride he feels at being able to conjure the sound. “Stop it — look at me? Thank you.”

Adrian’s lashes kiss his cheeks when you press the bandage neatly over the broken bridge of his nose. Your thumbs smooth the adhesive down along his cheeks — and he swears he’s not imagining the way you linger.

When he opens his eyes, you’re looking him over.

It feels like forever.

His chest burns.

He swallows thickly.

His voice is quiet when he finds your eyes. “...You okay?”

This time, it’s your reply that falters.

...Fuck, your heart feels like it’s on fire.

You blink at him, clear your throat, and crinkle the wrapper in your hand. “Y-Yea. Yea, I’m fine.”

“...Do I smell?”

“...What?”

“You’re looking at me like I smell.”

“...No, you... I don’t think you smell—?”

“I hope not,” he chatters, still maintaining dead-honest eye contact, “Because that would totally kill the mood.”

“The mood?” you press on, holding his gaze.

“Yea, you know — beautiful girl patching up my... totally bad-ass injuries from... like, saving the world and not falling off a balcony.”

Your smile stutters back alive. “Oh, right.”

“Right,” he chirps, “And I don’t even have my glasses on and I know you’re giving me that really pretty smile right now. The one you do when I start going on and on and on like this—”

Your heart stutters on the compliment. Then, your eyes widen in realization. “Oh.”

You ditch your gloves quickly and Adrian blinks. Fishing in your pocket with clean, bare hands, you then procure his glasses. Silver frames. A little big for his face.

“Here, let me,” you say as you flip open the glasses and hold them up to his face.

You’re careful to mind his nose.

Adrian swears this is, like... a fucking fever dream.

Does he have it this bad? That, like, you putting his glasses on for him has his heart hammering so hard he’s half-convinced he could pass out? Never mind the fact that he swears he’s two seconds from getting rock hard because you’re being gentle with him. Kind and sweet and gentle and doting and you’re the fucking Whisper.

You’re, like, famous.

A hero. A serious, real, retired hero.

Your fingers sit along the silver frame as you adjust his glasses against his face.

You step back to survey your work temporarily.

...Yep, just as beautiful as he thought.

Then, you come back into his orbit to adjust them.

...Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckity fuckle fuck.

“There we go,” you breathe.

“Thanks.”

His voice is hoarse.

You notice.

"Anytime,” you say, half-here and half-there and completely focused on the way his green eyes are flicking across your face.

Now that he can really see, this whole thing is a thousand times more real.

Your hands are lingering on his glasses.

Then, they slip to his cheeks.

Your attention sticks to the bruise crawling around one of his eye sockets — it’s a nasty mess of purple and yellow. You hum. “Promise me you’ll ice this?”

“Worried about me, Whispy?” comes his chirped reply, despite it being soft and earnest.

Another smile. Slow, but bright. It isn’t an answer, but it is enough.

It’s enough to send Adrian careening towards the cliff’s edge.

Suddenly, he’s blurting out:

“Can I kiss you?”

Your eyes widen enough that Adrian can see your pupils dilate. The swivel of interest in your eyes stokes some confidence in him; after all, he can’t help but feel a little out of his league here. But, you are here. Touching him.

When you nod, it takes everything in him not to crash his mouth against yours.

He gets close — and when your hands fall to his chest, he’s pushed back slightly.

“Gently,” you remind, your lips centimeters from his, “Your nose.”

Oh, fuck his nose.

Ow, ow, ow — never mind, gentle is good. Gentle... Gentle.

....Gentle.

Gentle is nice.

Gentle is slow and soft and hands on his chest as his arms snake around your waist and tug you closer. Gentle is chest to chest, fingers crawling up his armor, with your lips against his. Tentative. Lovely. Gentle is a hitch of your breath that exists in the momentary break of the kiss. Gentle is Adrian’s nose to your cheek as you lean up into him.

Gentle is a month of tension easing into a simmer — and gentle tastes like honey tea. His gentle tastes like cinnamon gum.

“God, you’re so pretty. Seriously, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, ever, and you’re so nice—”

“Adrian.”

His whisper is spoken against your mouth. His glasses nudge your cheek. You smile into another slow and heady flow of kisses.

“Stop talking and just kiss me.”

“Right.”

[shittylongcatposts]

Jumin week Day 1  @juminweek2019

Prompt: Happy birthday

The year 2020 had been a stressful year for Jumin Han, the heir of C&R, even though most of the employees were able to work from home during the pandemie, he couldn’t. 

There always was a document that needed his approval and to be honest, with Elizabeth the 3rd and you at home, he couldn’t really concentrate on the work he had to do. So he drove to the office most of the time. 

Jumin was glad he was able to still meet up with important business partners, under special circumstances of course and honestly looked forward to a trip in early october. 

But there was one tiny thing he completely forgot about. His birthday.

When he came home the other day to tell you that there was a business trip to the south east scheduled around the 5th of october he saw the disappointment in your eyes. 

For him his birthday was just a day like no other, but for you it seemed especially important. 

One night you even confessed to him that you planned out a surprise party for him on the  5th together with the whole RFA. 

He apologized sincerely, pulling you closer to him, kissing you on the top of your head. 

 “I’m really really sorry MC, don’t be upset, but I totally forgot about it, if it weren’t such an important meeting I would reschedule but we both don’t really have much time and we need to come to closure before the end of the year. Why don’t we invite them all over on the weekend? Everybody should have some free time then?” he said, still hugging you.

You breathed in and swallowed down your sadness and pouted. 

“You know exactly that I could never be upset with you for longer than a day, it’s still sad that you forgot your own birthday, Jumin… but I’ll  speak with the rest of the RFA tomorrow then.”

******************************************

You looked on your watch and gasped, it was almost boarding time, Seven sat next to you, yawning. He stretched himself and stood up from the bank you two sat on. 

“Come on Mc, It’s nearly time! Soon you will be in the arms of your loevly charming prince Juju~”, he grinned while picking your bag up from the ground and guided you to the gate.

“Hey Seven, take good care of Elizabeth the 3rd, will ya?” You said and hugged him quickly before rushing through the gate. You waved a last goodbye and smiled at ginger. 

*******************************************

Half past 8 and there still was no end in sight. The dark haired man sighed and combed through his black locks with one hand. His opponent leaned back and stretched himself to relieve the tension a little bit. 

“Maybe we should call it a day Mr. Han. We still have enough time to discuss this tomorrow.”, the CEO of SAUDIC sounded exhausted. 

Another sigh escaped from both men this time. They nodded in agreement and gathered the paper sheets together to stack them up carefully. Jumin rose from his seat to walk over to the door and held it open for the other man. “What are you going to do tonight, young man?” 

The young man chuckled and looked to the ground, trying to hide the flush of pink on his cheeks.

“Oh, nothing special, I’ll order a nourishing meal and give my fiancée a call.”

“That sounds like a nice evening to me.” The CEO walked past him quickly, then he paused for a moment and turned around again. A big smile on his face.

“Wait! Did you just say fiancée? The Jumin Han is getting married?”

Jumin looked up and nodded again, there was a special glow in his eyes. And he looked very proud at that moment.

“Yes, we are planning on getting married next year.”

“Congratulations then, and have a nice evening.”

“Thank you.”

****************************************

When he arrived at the hotel door the young heir smoothly let the card run over the reader and pushed lightly against the door. It opened with a click. 

Jumin slipped through the door and hung up his jacket. In the corner of his eye he saw a pair of shoes standing next to his second pair. Did they stand there before?

While taking his own shoes off he heard the sound of familiar steps. 

“Hello~”

The young man's head shot up, his onyx eyes meeting yours instantly. 

He didn’t say a word but closed the distance quickly. With one arm around your waist and the other grabbing your wrist, Jumin pinned you against the wall. His soft lips crashed onto yours. Touching every part of your lips. Savouring every second of it. The mixture of the coldness behind you and Jumins body heat made you shiver and you felt Jumin chuckle and let go of you. 

Finally your lips parted again, giving you both the chance to catch your breath. 

“Why, hello there birthday boy~” you gasped and let your hand run over his chest. 

“Mc, what are you doing here?” the young man asked, his voice was still a little bit raspy. 

His dark eyes rested on your features, taking in the bright shade of pink and the beautiful smile playing on your lips. He felt like his heart was about to burst. But still he wondered what you were doing here.

With his head tilted and curiosity in his eyes he smirked, waiting for your answer. 

“I came to surprise you, silly. No one should spend their birthday without their loved ones.” you lightly patted his shoulder.

“Oh I see, but… Where’s Elizabeth the 3rd then?”, he asked with a devilish grin on his face and looked around as if he was trying to find her.

“HEY!”, this time you playfully smacked his bump. The both of you laughed together, it was wonderful to see him being in such an amazing mood again, since he was mostly stressed out and working late. 

His baritone voice pulled you out of your mind. 

“But seriously, where’s Elizabeth?” he asked again. 

“Seven and Yoosung have a sleepover at our house, they’re watching her.” You said waiting for his reaction. 

“Hmm, I think I have to make a phone call, give me a moment please.” With that the young man grabbed his phone and walked over to the bed room, seeing the rest of her surprise, Elizabeth the 3rd resting on the bed. When he saw her, he hung up the phone immediately. Then he felt your arms around his waist, hugging him from behind. 

“How do I deserve you, my love? I am so glad to have you in my life. You’re the best present god could have given me, my angel.”

[iankabra]

hi all!!

so this year after a good while of being on tumblr i decided “you know what? im gonna initiate conversations w my mutuals.” and i am so DEEPLY glad i did because ive made so many wonderful friends here and had such a lovely time settling into the 1d fandom

first off i want to thank the love of my FUCKING life @touring-is-never-boring,,,, nel i love talking about mika and clothes and lesbianism and gay things and girls and feelings u know??? love u to the moon and back. the SUPERIOR eleanor even tho u dont vibe w that name,, nothing more wonderful than seeing ive recieved several paragraphs of analysis of some random mika song or two people who look alike. LOVE ur mind. thank u for listening whenever i mention two random songs for u to listen to together or when i ramble about harry and louis. & the JOURNEY of this meeks album cycle w you?? the GIFT of mnimh we recieved together? loved it so much. ur beautiful and strong and loevly wanna meet ur ass someday

next i wanna say mx Storm @sweaterxo ,,,, ur SO sweet and kind and have been so helpful and supportive throughout all the dumb issues ive come to u with,, thank u for thinking im funny and that my fashion sense is good. thank you for showing me your nails and things i love them theyre so pretty. your interests are also very cool i will def watch it 2 the second it comes out on digital. also love the occasional spn discussion,,, truly wild as fuck to talk about being removed from t but she was a wild ride. i love u very very much (even tho ur attracted to bill hader)<3

now Cata @smolbirds ur literally SO rad and cool and fun to talk to,, thank you for losing ur shit w me the night harry dropped lights up, for having the kind of hard conversations about politics in chile that we’ve had, and talking w me about linguistics and the spanish language and accents and shit bc thats literally so fun and fascinating. thank u for being my emotional support at the nashville concert when i texted u throughout bc i was losing my fucking shit and thank u for thirsting over becky g w me i love ur ass

SKY @vampireprinceharry i really vibe w you man. like i feel like we just start conversations and im not even thinking about it but then we’re just chatting and vibing and itll last a good while idk idk i like you lots i think youre really great. the talk we had aout dan and phil after dan’s coming out video was genuinely so lovely its so cool to share that kind of experience and reflect on it like that. ily.

and miss morgan @yeehawharry LOVE U BITCH thank u for listening to mika and letting me tell u about him,, also for being my fellow baby bitch in the atl louies gc (cant wait to go to that w you btw) plus the mall was big fun! love last minute christmas (jristmas) shopping with you. ur fun and funny and i really want to hang out again !!

my buddies from the nashville concert,,, alli @velvetsau elsa @cheerleaderharry selena @loudalbum and emphasis on brie @harrp ty for living through that with me and for a wonderful wonderful day. also alli you were one of the first people i started talking to when i decided i was gonna talk to people and u were so nice to me thanku for that.

and of course the entire baby larries group chat, yall are genuinely so sweet and full of positivity and so fun to talk to and i adore all of u i have so much love for all of yall celia @louisprideflag aani @altarrias bia @girlalmightys jorja @yeehawpeacesign charlie @wallsau sophie @twinkofficial hope @chanukahlouis ansh @bisexualhaz and the occasional pop in from bella @dystopianharry

plus,, i literally gotta say <3 to my mate theo @fandom-oracle who ive known a while now!! yes i did nto meet him this year!! bonkers. but ily fellow anti amian warrior. m always here if u need me. shoutout to the rest of the 39 clues discord as well we’re keeping this fandom alive and gay  

and to other lovely people ive talked to this year who i cant wait to talk to even more all the love esp. @holizays @alloutshirt @thepeacering @snflwrgirly @alabamacryptid and all my other wonderful mutuals

madie

[legobatjoker]

OKAY ITS GETTING CLOSE TO 4AM AUUGHH i need to get to bed like rn omg omg omg !!!! so i will go to bed like rnn !!! but before i do may be a short ask due to the lateness but i really do just want to say that !! ough ireally do jsut love you soso very much my dearest omg !!! like aah omg it rly was soso nice to get to vc today love and chat with u nd like j talk abt stuff and hear ur thoughts and ur life and get to share mine with u yk and just hear ur voice and laugh with you it really was so so lovely dearest yk? just like it always is to spend time with you my dearest you really are just such a wonderful friend to me my love youre so kind and caring and thoughtful and supportive and ik that youre always here for me and and that just makes me feel soso loved and cared for and safe and warm with you and just knowing you and having you in my life brings me so much joy and light and happiness and i really am just soso lucky to know you love ihope you know you mean the whole world to me and i love you soso very much love :'> goodnight love i hope u sleep well, mwah !! <3 💞💞💗🍓🥭💗🍰🐞🦋💌💗✨✨✨

SBJABJABJ not thee 4amness !!!!!! i hope that u can still get good sleep beloved and ahhhh omg i really love you soooooooooo much too like vcing was sososooo wonderful and in general ofc yeshhhh spending time w u is soo much fun and so loevly and u rlly are just sooooo supportive and caring to me tooooo and make me feel sooosososoo much brightness and warmth and im sosososooo glad i can b the same for u and just so happy to be ur friendddd and you mean sososoo mcuh to mee and r so important to me and i rlly j love u sm toooo!!! gnightttt mwah mwah<3333<33<333

[velvetsehun]

hi! hope you have a loevly day!!💕

-also you don’t have to rush to make updates!! you actually right like 10-20k worth and that’s more than enough! thank you for even putting in time to write such a great fic,so don’t feel pressured to update anything take as much time as you need!!

nice to see you again! i was wondering where your little messages had gone! im doing okay today, anon! 

thank you for being so understanding and for sticking with me! i hope to have something out soon! sending my love~

[acecream-and-cake]

I only found the word asexual at over thirty. Before that I sometimes felt broken or othertimes I just never bothered to analyze myself that deep? In retrospec I can't fathom why it took me so long.

I now identify as oriented aroace, and since I can remember I found girls and women aethetically attractive and naturally thought I was a lesbian at first. In my late teens/early twenties I was in a hetero relationship, because of christian upbringing, everyone was dating and I didn't have enough intrinsic motivation or libido or whatever to even pursue a lesbian relationship, it sounded to much of a hassle while still living at home with homophobic parents.

Luckily for me my boyfriend wasn't really interested in anything, I guess I would have tried sex if he had made any advances. (Back then I thought it was the "no sex before marriage" spiel, but I would guess he was either ace-spec too or maybe gay? We haven't stayed in touch so I don't know). The most physical we got was french kissing. I only asked him out and we ended up in a relationship because I saw everyone else my age was dating and it kinda felt like a requirement? (I had no idea there were any orientations beside straight, gay or lesbian. I am not sure I even knew about trans?)

I broke it off after five years or so because I hit a depression. Looking back it was the years long mental exhausting of trying to blend in to the christian life style and growing up to who I was supposed to be (also some other bad life choices playing a factor). After about ten years of being single and still dreaming of princess charming arriving and everything making sense of a sudden (because amatonormativity was strong in me), I suddenly stumble upon the term "asexual". And a week later "aromantic". And they both made just so much sense to me. For me sex or romance is something that happens to characters in a novel or movie and the thought of it feels nice if applied to me. But even if I would imagine sex I would be more like a third party? It never involves "me"? And masturbation is a thing because my cycle sometimes triggers my libido, but it doesn't seem like something I would enjoy with someone?

What I got wrong or backwards about being aroace for myself at first, is attraction might be a factor but doesn't dictate my life. At the beginning I somehow resigned to becoming the babysitter aunt or the loevly neighbour cat-lady. Half a year after finding and accepting my own identity, I go on a date with a lovely lady - and we are now in a happy albeit very new relationship. I made it clear from the start that I am aroace, I'd go so far as saying I tried to get her to admit defeat and cease her pursuit of a relationship by going into a full frontal aroace confession. But we somehow felt so at ease around each other, that we started a relationship, some might call it a qpr, we are still trying to navigate what it means for ourselves.

The most important thing I can say about a relationship in general (not only ace): communicate. In my case, I made it clear I am willing to try and explore what I am comfortable with in intimate contact. But my gf has to accept I might not ever have sex with her, and no amount of love is going to "cure this". She on the other hand is willing to try to go at my pace and figure out how important physical intimacy is for her and tell me if the relationship doesn't work for her like that (for now we see were this goes, we both can at least imagine to talk about options like poly or open or the like. Or breakup, that is a valid outcome too). I drew the baseline at "no physical" and we progressed to cuddling and kisses (I feel less pressured by starting slow and allowing things instead of denying). And I openly admitted that while I will participate in french kisses, they have absolutely no effect on me and I honestly can't tell when we should be finished with that activity. So it is up to her if my lack of enthusiasm is a turn off or if it is enough or her for me to be a willing participant in an activity she enjoys.

Being asexual is a spectrum. What each individual is willing to do or participate in, and be that only passive or with enthusiasm, is widely different. You have to figure that out yourself, alone or with a partner. Things might be ok alone and while masturbating, but feel weird or outright gross with a partner. Communicate. But in my opinion never negotiate, a boundary is a stop, only if both (or more) parties go "yes!" or "ok-ish" should you continue. If unsure, take the time until you are sure. If one party goes "rather not" there is no room for "but..." or "if...then...". Talk with each other. If your partner is genuinely interested in you and your happiness, they will state their feelings and make suggestions but leave it up to you to agree. They will not try for "compromise" (where one or both has to sacrifice on a thing) but find a consensus, something you both can agree upon wholeheartedly.

Idk if anyone is going to see this but if you identify as asexual, if you feel inclined could you just tell me how you figured that out for yourself? I’m just, I’m in my first real relationship and things are progressing and idk how I feel about it as things get more physical, like I’ve dreamed of this and I’m not, not sexual I get urges but now that the aspect of having actual sex is appearing i’m like freaking out, idk if I’m just insecure about myself so badly or if I’m actually not feeling sexual attraction. Idk

[koitoshi]

Thank you for the loevly recs! So many of them I have already seen and loved, but there are definitely some I have yet to see that I will have to look into! thank you so much! Have you seen any other of Mamoru Hosoda's work? I love their films

Hahaha aww it’s really okay, I’m just so excited there were some you haven’t watched yet! if it’s no bother, you could tell me what you think of some if you watch them :”D

*gasp*! *O* I just searched him up and ;igjs;ifsd I never realised The Girl Who Leapt Through Time was one of his works! I really did want to watch The Boy and the Beast and Wolf Children. thank YOU for giving me the little bump to watch the films :”D you’re really so nice and lovely ♡♡