#by normal I mean deep into a long term romantic relationship..

[paunchsalazar]

this was so normal….

[majinael]

You’re not going anywhere.

Michael Kaiser and I met during the final years of my high school. From the moment I laid eyes on him, I was captivated. I became his biggest supporter, his unwavering believer. In time, he fell for me too, even if it took him longer to realize it.

But as we grew together, doubts began to creep in. I found myself wondering if he saw a future with me. He never spoke about moving in, marriage, or anything remotely long-term. At first, I dismissed it, thinking it was normal for someone who struggled with emotions, especially romantic ones. But as time passed, I started confiding in my closest friends. Listening to them talk about their partners planning apartments and futures together, I couldn’t ignore the sharp sting of jealousy.

That night, I sat alone on the couch in his dimly lit room, wrestling with my thoughts. Should I bring it up? Or bury it like I always had?

The sound of the bathroom door opening pulled me from my reverie. Michael stepped out, fresh from the shower, a towel slung carelessly over his neck. He glanced at me, sensing the tension in the air immediately.

“You’re quiet,” he observed, slipping into a pair of shorts.

I sighed, avoiding his gaze.

He crouched in front of me, resting a hand on the edge of the couch to meet my eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

I muttered a weak, “Nothing.”

He didn’t buy it.

“Bullshit. Tell me.”

I slid past him, standing up and putting distance between us.

“I feel like…” I hesitated, then took a steadying breath. “I feel like you’re not taking this relationship seriously anymore. We’ve been together for three years, Michael. Three. And yet, we haven’t moved in together, you never talk about the future. Is this… not what you want?”

The silence that followed was heavy, deafening.

“Do you even imagine a future with me? Or are you just waiting to.. leave?” I added, my voice cracking despite my attempt to stay composed.

He stepped closer, his hand gently landing on my shoulder, trying to turn me toward him in vain.

“It’s not that,” he rectfied “You know my career doesn’t allow me to think about that kind of stuff yet, princess.”

His words only fueled the fire burning inside me. I pushed his hand away, my fists clenching as anger and despair warred within me.

“Then I don’t want this,” I snapped, my voice sharp and unforgiving.

Michael’s eyes widened in shock, his usual composure slipping. Anger flickered across his face as he grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to face him. His piercing gaze locked onto mine, but I turned away, unable to hold it.

“What do you mean by that?” he demanded, his voice carrying a faint tremor of pain beneath its intensity.

Tears threatened to spill as I bit my lip, cursing myself for letting frustration drive my words. I didn’t mean it. Not truly. But it was already out there, and I couldn’t take it back.

He pulled me closer by capturing my wrist in his hand. Lifting it to his lips, he pressed a tender kiss to the back of it.

“You’re not going anywhere, not because of this stupid fucking reason” he murmured, his tone firm , commanding.

I yanked my hand away, my movement harsh. For the first time, I saw uncertainty flicker in his expression, a rare crack in his confidence. He was losing control of the situation, and it was unfamiliar territory for him.

I understood his reasons. Deep down, I knew he was right. But that didn’t make it hurt any less. My desires, my expectations, felt so far away, and the bitterness was suffocating.

In one swift motion, Michael cupped my face in his right hand, forcing me to look up at him. His touch tilted my balance, leaving me on my tiptoes as he leaned in.

“Stop being unreasonable,” he said, his voice low but commanding. “You’re smart enough to understand.”

I squirmed in his grasp, the position almost unbearable, a frustrated moan escaping my lips. His, curled into a grin -a maddening, knowing grin- before he closed the distance between us, capturing my lips in a searing kiss.

And just like that, my resistance crumbled. His kiss melted away every ounce of rebellion in me, leaving only the raw ache of love and longing.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he whispered against my lips, breaking the kiss only to claim them again.

My back met the wall as he deepened the kiss, his desperation palpable.

“You're not going anywhere.” he murmured, his lips brushing against my jaw, trailing down to my ear in soft, butterfly kisses.

“Tell me you’re not going anywhere.” His voice trembled, a faint whimper betraying his vulnerability.

I couldn’t fight him anymore. Wrapping my arms around him, I pressed myself against him, burying my face in his shoulder.

“I’m not,” I whispered, my voice shaky but resolute.

[yumeaoka-chan]

A Little Clueless

Another part to what I'm thinking will be a mini series of oneshots❤️ Come get your food @pleaktale and @the-kr8tor 🤭

Pairing: Ekko x Reader x Hobie Brown/ Ekko x Reader x Spider-Punk! Hobie Brown

Word Count: 1.2k

Tags: fluff, flirting(eh), first kisses, no physical description of reader, can be read as any gender really, cursing, modern au(they're all in Hobie's universe, really)

Summary: You're confused about the relationship between you and your roommates. They're quick to remedy that.

“What are we…?”

The question slipping out of your mouth makes the two men lift up their heads to look at you, leaving the headrest called your thighs. You can feel your face heating up now at the attention you managed to draw upon yourself, mentally cursing yourself for voicing your thoughts. The movie playing on the television sounds like static to you now, a nervous sweat forming on the back of your neck as your wide eyes remain glued to the screen.

“Uh, I mean”, you stammer, trying and failing to explain yourself, given that they're looking at you expectantly. Eyebrows quirked in a questioning manner, Hobie sits upright on the couch, your hand slipping out of his hair from the movement. Laying his head back on your lap, Ekko shifts so that he's gazing up at you, confusion shining in his hazel brown eyes.

“What do you mean, trouble”, he mumbles softly, leaning in a bit to Hobie's hand that lightly scratches at his scalp. Their questioning stares are pricking at your skin and you shift ever so slightly, nervousness gnawing at your insides. Taking a deep breath, you pull your eyes away from the movie that you really weren't paying attention to anymore, willing away the flutters in your stomach. It was now or never.

“I-It's just… We don't act like normal mates”, you mutter, anxiously picking at your nails. Which is instantly stopped by Ekko grasping one of your hands, interlocking your fingers together and resting them on his chest. The action makes you blink and your breath hitch, before you shake your head and force yourself to continue speaking, trying to ignore the way your heart practically skipped a beat. Movie long forgotten about now, they both give you their full attention.

“You both have been… nice. A little too nice, actually. I mean, you take turns picking me up from work. I'm given things I want before I even ask and we're really touchy with each other. Not saying that it isn't normal for friends to be touchy. W-We also go on outings almost every two weeks, not to mention that picnic we had two days ago.” The feeling of Hobie resting his chin on your shoulder makes you tense up just a bit, the flutters in your stomach coming back ever so slightly. Taking a chance to glance over at him, you have to reign in the shyness that threatens to have you go mute at the sight of his pretty russet brown eyes gazing at you warmly. Wait, did you just call them pretty? Pretty…?

“I-It, uh, I… I know it's normal for friends to g-go on picnics and stuff. But it was such a nice one and you guys brought little candles and cooked such nice food”, you say hurriedly, trying to quickly make your point before your flusteredness got the better of you. Especially when they both let out soft chuckles, voices smooth and rich. This was starting to get out of hand. “I-I just think it was a little romantic for us just being roommates. It feels like we're d-dating, kinda…”

“Wha’ did you think we were doin’, lovie”, Hobie hums, voice deep and cool breath fanning your warm cheek. Lifting his head up off of your shoulder, you feel as he brushes his finger underneath your chin, gently turning your head to face him. Lopsided grin lighting up his handsome features, mirth gleams in his eyes and effectively renders you breathless. “‘S that wha’ you thought we were? Just good mates, all this time?” His words have you gobsmacked, mind scrambling to come to terms with what he'd just uttered. There's no way he actually meant that.

“Y-You're fucking with me… You guys don't really like me like that, right?” The weight on your lap is suddenly gone as Ekko lifts himself up now, hand holding yours pulling you a bit until you're so close to him that you can see your reflection in his sparkling eyes. A few white locs spill over his eyes and there's a smirk on his lips, amusement and something else you don't dare to think about swimming in his gaze. The sight of him makes you internally scream.

“Doubting our feelings for you? Guess we didn't do a good enough job of showing them, Hobes.” Man beside you chuckling at your roommate's words, you can't help the shiver that runs down your spine at the closeness of them both. Heart hammering in your ears, the sudden realization of everything leading to this moment threatens to overwhelm you.

“Guess so, ‘Ko. Wha’ say you, darlin’? Let us show you properly, yeah…?” Hobie's breath tickles your ear and Ekko's gentle, slightly calloused hand rests on the back of your neck. Flutters in your stomach now a violent churning storm, you swear you're dreaming. You have to be, this has to be one of the many dreams of them you'd already had. That's the only thing that would make this situation partially believable. Only, you're actually, most definitely not. Eyelids lowered and face close to your own, Ekko mumbles softly, breathily.

“Can we kiss you, baby…?” And, honestly, who were you to deny them? A nod from you was all it took before pillowy lips softly pressed against yours, gentle and sweet at first, making your eyes flutter shut. And when you leaned in for more, it grew hungry, passionate and absolutely breathtaking. Breath mingling and senses buzzing, his kiss is all taking, like he's drawing something out of you that you didn't know you wanted to give him so freely. Lips brushed along the shell of your ear as Ekko kissed you senseless, and only after he had fully gotten his taste of you completely, until you felt the full extent of his feelings for you, did he pull back, the both of you gasping for air. You were still reeling from his kiss before you were pulled into another by a hand underneath your chin.

Hobie swallows the gasp that escapes you, hunger evident in the way your lips slot together, piercing cool against your heated flesh. Your hand not held by Ekko reaches up to gently grasp the hair near the nape of his neck, making him press closer against you as he adorns you with his affection. Hobie kisses you like he's dying of thirst, like you are his only source of water and he wants to drown in you and you in him. Head spinning and breath effectively stolen, Hobie pulls back to give you both air. Blinking your eyes open, your chest heaves as you peer at him. He and Ekko, who had somehow moved during your kiss with Hobie and was currently resting his chin on the man's shoulder, both gaze at you with affection gleaming in their pretty eyes. Such pretty fucking eyes.

“Get it now, sweetheart”, Hobie huffs with a loving smile, taking a moment to press a gentle kiss against Ekko's cheek. “We're really fuckin’ crazy ‘bout you, love.” Nodding in agreement, Ekko takes your hand and brings it up to his lips, sweetly kissing the back of it and causing your poor heart to pound so hard in your chest that it practically aches. And when they both reach out to pull you into a loving embrace with you nestled between them, you want to kick yourself for ever doubting them. You wouldn't be making that mistake again anytime soon.

[velnoni]

any romantic/nsfw headcanons for stanley pines in a relationship with a trans man who has top surgery already? can be young or old stanley, it doesn't matter

Admittedly, I've never written for a trans male reader, so I hope this came out good. Hope you enjoy it!

Stan Pines x Trans Male Reader

His dating pool is quite minimal if we're being honest here but when he meets you he's genuinely embarrassed, trips over his words a bit, and sweats more than normal. Definitely has the hots for you.

Over the years he's mellowed out and accepted that he could be into guys as well, keep in mind this is a fella who grew up in the 50s so expect him to be a bit nervous or rough around the edges. He shows a genuine interest in you and tries to woo you by giving a tour of the Myserty Shack, ending on the note of giving you his personal number.

Enjoys showing you off. Does not care for the age gap if there is one. Truth be told, he hadn't realized how lonely its been all these years. He really likes giving you kisses on the forehead or sneaking up behind you to tickle your sides in the morning. Will proudly grab your shoulder or waist in public and wiggle his eyebrows to make you laugh or get flustered.

In regards to your top surgery scars, he won't ask too many questions except for maybe did it hurt or how long it took to heal. If you ever feel uncomfortable about it or how they look, he'll smile gently before raising his own wife beater to show his aged body littered with scars, each one with stories from his younger days. Claims that you're both matching.

"They ain't somethin' to be worried about trust me." And he genuinely means it. He's not gonna pretend to know what you been through or force a story outta you. But just wants you to feel comfortable in your own skin, especially around him. Life is too short to be worrying unless you hear sirens.

He does like to kiss the scars or touch them. He likes how they feel under his fingertips.

He'll call you handsome, beefcake, cutie, or a shortened version of your name as terms of endearment. Wonders if it's appropriate to buy flowers for guys, too. He's a bit old school and might get you a bouquet of daises for the first date. If you do that for him, he'll nervously laugh and accept the flowers. If his eyes are watering no they're not.

On slow days, when it's just the two of you laying in bed, he likes to cuddle and caress your happy trail if you have one. If not, then he'll run his hands alongside your belly till he doses off.

nsft under the cut

He likes to top as it's something he's more used to and will gladly eat you out if asked. Enjoy when you wear more revealing outfits near him because his body will act like a hormonal teenager around you.

He's pretty good with his tongue and fingers, a bit on the rusty side, but enjoys hearing your moans when he slips his fingers inside your tight walls. He likes to edge you a lot since if he cums once it'll take longer for him to get it back up. His stubble when he leans in to kiss your neck during intercourse ironically makes you feel more sensitive.

Please sit on his face. He loves squeezing your ass a lot and smelling your natural musk right on his face, it drives him wild.

If you want him to use toys on you at first, he can't help be slightly offended. He ain't good enough for you? But you reassure him that it's a good way to spice up the night and help when he needs a break. He doesn't mind plunging dildos inside of you every now and then after that convincing argument, plus it's fun to push your limits with permission.

Pegging him, fingering him? It'll be a very long time before you can convince him to bottom for you or just try new things. It's unfamiliar territory but maybe you coax him just enough with a blowjob and a lot of explaining then maybe just maybe you'll be greeted with the view of a nearly knocked out Stan painted with his own cum, with your strap on deep inside his ass.

[lost-in-thoughts03]

Falling for you // Hwang brothers

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Summary: A flashback to Jun-ho and Y/n's friendship in high school. Innocent and pure fun...until one of them falls silently into the love trap.

" Me and my truth, we sit in silence."

Warnings: Jun-ho is such a teaser, lots of teasing, high schooler, hopeless romantic, bantering, deep talks, mixed-signals, forbidden feelings, hesitation, confusion, grammatical errors

5 years ago: Year 12th (highschool)

The golden hues of the late afternoon sun bathed the park in a warm glow, the air crisp but not too cold.

You and Jun-ho sat on the slightly damp grass, your backpacks tossed carelessly beside you as you shared yet another post-school moment in your secret hideout.

You took a big bite of your sandwich, chewing happily as Jun-ho watched you with an expression that teetered between amusement and mild concern.

“ Do you ever stop eating?” He asked, brows raised.

You rolled your eyes, swallowing before replying. “ Excuse you, but growing kids need proper nutrition.”

Jun-ho scoffed. “ Proper nutrition doesn’t mean inhaling food like a vacuum cleaner.”

“ Hey!” You pointed an accusing finger at him.

“Just because you eat like a depressed old man doesn’t mean I have to suffer with you.”

He snorted. “ I eat like a normal person, unlike somebody who could probably out-eat a football team.”

You gasped, dramatically clutching your chest. “ How dare you? This is body shaming, Jun-ho.”

“ Oh, shut up.” He flicked a stray crumb from your cheek, making you huff.

“ You literally just said you’re a growing kid. Own it.”

You were about to fire back when something caught both of your attention—a couple sitting a few feet away.

They were laughing, whispering things only they could hear, their hands entwined so naturally, as if they were made to fit together.

You tilted your head, watching them for a moment before a teasing smirk curled on your lips.

“ Look at them.” You nudged Jun-ho with your elbow. “ Feeling jealous yet?”

Jun-ho scoffed, leaning back on his hands. “ Why would I be?”

You gave him a knowing grin.

“ Because you, my dear best friend, are grumpy, awkward, and completely incapable of flirting. You’re going to grow old alone.”

He shot you an unimpressed look. “ Wow. Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“ Just saying.” You shrugged.

“ At this rate, your only long-term relationship will be with your detective novels.”

Jun-ho rolled his eyes. “ Says the person who gets confessed to at least once a week but rejects every single guy.”

You let out an exaggerated sigh, lying back on the grass with your arms stretched. “ They’re not my taste.”

“ Oh, please.” Jun-ho huffed, shaking his head. “ You’re just too picky.”

You turned your head to him, eyes softening slightly. “ No, I just…” You hesitated before exhaling.

“ One day, I want someone who’ll love me unconditionally. Not just because I look nice in a school uniform or because I make them laugh. I want someone who’ll really love me, you know?”

Jun-ho stared at you for a moment before snorting. “ Damn, Y/n. That’s deep.”

You smacked his arm. “ I’m serious!”

“ I know, I know.” He chuckled. “ It’s just funny seeing you go from ‘food vacuum’ to ‘hopeless romantic’ in two seconds.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled. “ What about you, then? Ever thought about what kind of person you’d want to be with?”

Jun-ho opened his mouth but hesitated, glancing away for a second. “ I guess…I’d want someone who just gets me.” He shrugged.

“ Someone who doesn’t expect me to be anything other than who I am.”

Your heart skipped for a reason you didn’t want to acknowledge.

Jun-ho turned to you with a smirk. “ But I still think you’re being dramatic. You’ve got plenty of admirers.”

“ Maybe your one true love is already lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment.”

You made a face. “ Why do you make it sound like I’m being stalked?”

He laughed. “ Because your love life would probably make a great crime novel.”

You groaned, throwing a piece of your sandwich at him, which he dodged effortlessly.

As the sun continued its descent, painting the sky in soft pinks and oranges, you found yourself stealing a glance at Jun-ho.

You wished, just for a moment, that he’d see you the way you saw him.

The soft rustling of the trees and the distant laughter of kids playing filled the air as the sun began its slow descent.

You and Jun-ho remained sprawled on the grass, the teasing and bickering never ceasing as the conversation naturally flowed from one ridiculous topic to another.

Jun-ho suddenly sat up, stretching his arms before turning to you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “ Alright, let’s make a deal.”

You raised a suspicious brow, still lying on the grass. “ A deal?”

He nodded, smirking. “ Yeah. If we’re both single by the time we hit thirty, we start dating. You know, make this thing official.”

For a moment, you just blinked at him. Then—SMACK!—you slapped his shoulder, making him yelp dramatically.

“ Are you insane?” You exclaimed, sitting up as well.

“ Who in their right mind would want to date you?”

Jun-ho placed a hand over his heart, feigning offense. “ Wow. That hurt.”

“ It should.” You crossed your arms.

“ You’re weird. Who the hell wants a boyfriend who’s obsessed with dark crime novels? That’s like voluntarily dating a potential serial killer.”

Jun-ho rolled his eyes. “ Oh, please. If anything, my knowledge of crime novels makes me the least likely person to become a criminal. I know exactly what not to do.”

You gave him a deadpan look. “ That’s exactly what a criminal would say.”

He let out a short laugh, shaking his head.

“ Alright, fine, Sherlock. But seriously, think about it.”

“ By thirty, we’d have our careers set, no more awkward dating phases, no more guessing if the other person is worth it.” He looked at you, shrugging.

“ It’d be easy. We already know each other.”

You scoffed. “ Oh, so I’m just some backup plan for when you fail at love?”

“ Obviously.” He grinned.

You gasped and punched his arm. “ You ass!”

He chuckled but then nudged you lightly. “ Come on, it wouldn’t be that bad. We wouldn’t have to go through all the stupid ‘getting to know you’ nonsense.”

You rolled your eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but deep down—God, your heart was soaring.

Sure, it was a joke.

A dumb, impulsive deal that he probably wouldn’t even remember years from now.

But right now?

Right now, the idea of spending more time with him—years, decades even—felt like a dream you never knew you needed.

Because if there was one thing that had remained constant in your life, it was him.

You exhaled dramatically. “ Fine. But don’t get your hopes up, buddy. I’m pretty sure I’ll be married to some rich, handsome businessman by then.”

Jun-ho made a face. “ Ugh. You’re going to be one of those people who marries for money, huh?”

“ Damn right.” You smirked.

“ And I’ll have a huge house, a luxury car, and a walk-in closet filled with expensive clothes.”

Jun-ho shook his head. “ And yet you still eat like a gremlin.*

You gasped, smacking him again. “ Shut up!”

The two of you fell into another fit of laughter, the easy comfort between you settling like a warm blanket around your shoulders.

You knew you had time—years, even—to navigate your feelings.

Right now, you were both still just graduating high school students, filled with dreams and ambitions.

Love? It wasn’t something that had space in your plans right now.

But Jun-ho?

He always had space in your heart.

…

You still remembered the day you and Jun-ho threw your graduation caps into the air, shouting with excitement as the future stretched ahead of you like an open road.

It was supposed to be the beginning of new opportunities, new experiences, and perhaps even new people in your life.

But instead of growing apart after high school, you and Jun-ho somehow grew even closer.

At first, it was simple—hanging out like you always did, grabbing food after classes, watching crime documentaries at his place (which you still found extremely concerning).

But as the months passed, something shifted.

Jun-ho became sweeter.

It started with small things:

Like how he always made sure to walk on the side of the street closest to the cars, gently nudging you away so he could shield you.

Or the way he’d randomly show up at your place with your favorite snacks, pretending it was coincidental even though you knew damn well he went out of his way to get them.

Or how he started pulling you closer when you were in crowded places, resting a casual hand on your waist—too low to be friendly, too high to be improper—but just enough to make your heart do a backflip.

People around you started noticing too.

“ Okay, seriously, how long have you two been together?” One of your classmates asked one day as you and Jun-ho sat in the campus café.

You were mid-bite into your sandwich when you nearly choked. “ What?!”

Jun-ho, on the other hand, laughed. Like it was the funniest thing he’d ever heard. “ People keep saying that.” He mused, shaking his head as he took a sip of his drink.

You frowned at him, still coughing. “ Maybe because you act like we’re dating, idiot!”

He smirked. “ Oh? How so?”

You gawked at him. “ Are you kidding me right now?” You gesture wildly.

“ You literally hold my hand when we cross the street!”

Jun-ho raised an eyebrow. “ That’s called being a gentleman.”

“ Oh my God.” You groaned.

“ You also feed me sometimes!”

“ That’s called making sure you don’t starve to death.”

“ You tuck my hair behind my ear like we’re in some kind of romance drama—”

“ You’re just mad because you like it.” He teased, grinning.

You opened your mouth to argue—but no words came out. Because the worst part?

He wasn’t wrong.

You liked all of it.

The hand-holding, the teasing, the protective gestures.

You liked the way he made you feel like you were the most important person in the world.

And that was the problem.

Because what the hell were you supposed to do with feelings like these?

Were you imagining things? Was it just how he was as a person? Or was there something more?

You wanted to ask him. You wanted to grab him by the collar, shake him, and scream,

" DO YOU LIKE ME OR NOT?!"

But you didn’t.

Because what if the answer was no?

So instead, you stayed quiet. You smiled, you laughed, you pretended that everything was fine.

Even as you felt yourself falling deeper.

Even as your heart clenched at the thought that maybe—just maybe—you were the only one feeling this way.

You tried to ignore it.

The way your heart raced every time Jun-ho leaned in too close, whispering something sarcastic in your ear that made you laugh.

The way he casually threw his arm around your shoulder when you were walking together, his fingers lightly brushing your skin—too light, too fleeting, but enough to send electricity up your spine.

The way his eyes softened when he looked at you, like you were the only person in the world who mattered.

But despite all of it—despite the gestures, the stolen touches, the undeniable connection—he never said anything.

And it was driving you insane.

One evening, as you and Jun-ho sat on a rooftop, watching the city lights flicker in the distance, you decided to test the waters.

You turned to him, resting your chin on your knee. " Do you ever think about relationships?"

Jun-ho snorted. " What is this, a late-night talk show?"

You rolled your eyes. " I’m serious."

He exhaled, staring ahead, expression unreadable.

" I guess. But I’m not really in a rush. Besides..." He glanced at you, smirking.

" You already rejected my deal before, remember?"

Your heart skipped. " That stupid ‘we’ll date at 30’ thing?" You forced a laugh.

" That was just a joke."

" Was it?" His eyes lingered on you for a second too long before he looked away.

You stared at him, mouth dry, as your pulse pounded in your ears.

What was that supposed to mean?

Before you could say anything, he stood up, stretching. " C’mon, it’s getting late. I’ll walk you home."

And just like that, the conversation ended.

The confusion only grew.

A/N: Y/n and Jun-ho met when they were 16. In-ho, on the other hand, began to like her when she reached her legal age—around the time Y/n was in her twenties. (I need to clarify this to avoid misunderstandings between the characters)

Y/n and Jun-ho's age right now: 23 (College students)

In-ho's age right now: 30 (I need to lower down his age to make it more accurate)

Tags: @maah-sama @colorwastaken @nina357 @coolasiangal123 @coruja12345 @frontwomann

See u all in part 15! 😄

[kneecapsbelong2me]

Kate Bishop x Reader HC:

Your OG Avenger parents find out you’re dating Kate

Pairings: Kate Bishop x Reader (romantic); Thor, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers and/x Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, Clint Barton x Linda Barton, and Natasha Romanoff x Maria Hill x Reader (familial) (No pronouns used)

Content Warnings: Kate being in a medically induced coma (Natasha’s HC only)

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Thor

Thor talks with you about your romantic life

It’s not an awkward thing, it’s just how your relationship has always been

You don’t talk about your courtships often, but if you don’t mention anyone to him for a couple months, he’ll ask about it

So as soon as Kate gives you her blessing, you tell your dad

You’re having your weekly dinner together when you tell him.

“Father, I’m dating someone new.”

“Wonderful!” Thor claps a hand on your back. “Woman? Man? Somewhere in between?”

“A woman. Kate Bishop.”

Your dad smiles. “The little hawk! Good, I like her. Bring her to dinner sometime so we can get more closely acquainted. I can tell her stories of your childhood.”

“Father!” Your protest falls on deaf ears as he keeps talking

“Yes, she will know all about how mighty you were, even as a little one. I can even show her the pictures—“

“Dad!”

Bruce Banner

Bruce knows you’re hiding something from him

But you don’t appear to be in any danger, so he doesn’t bring it up with you

You’ll tell him whatever it is when you’re ready

You know your dad knows that you’re hiding something

You also know he doesn’t know what you’re hiding

He’s never been the best at talking about feelings—his or yours

Especially romantic ones

When he gave you “the talk” he was more embarrassed about it than you, even though he kept reassuring you that everything your body felt and did was normal

He couldn’t make eye contact with you for a week after that

But his awkwardness isn’t the reason you haven’t told him your secret

You just don’t want to say anything until you’re sure your relationship is at least a semi-long-term thing

“Hey, dad?”

“Hm?” Bruce looks up from tinkering on his latest project

“I have to tell you something,” you fidget a little

“Sure,” he gestures to a free stool, “is everything okay?”

You suck in a deep breath. “Everything is great, actually. I, uh,”

Your dad looks at you expectantly. His calm demeanor is simultaneously soothing and nerve-wracking

“So, I’ve been seeing someone. A girl, specifically. One you know, actually. And we’re officially together - as in, she’s my girlfriend - so I thought I should tell you…and yeah,” you finish your rambling, breathless and with warm cheeks

“That’s great,” he smiles, “do I get to know which girl?”

Oh. In your rush to tell him, you’d completely neglected to mention the fact that you’re dating

“Kate Bishop.”

“Oh. Wow,” your dad’s face has gone from happy to surprised, and you feel your anxiety start to creep up again. He sees the look on your face and immediately stammers, “no no no, I’m happy for you, kid. I just didn’t realize she was your type. I mean, I didn’t really have any idea about what your type was before this, and I’m glad Kate is…I’m glad she makes you happy. She does make you happy, right?”

You definitely got your rambling from your dad. You smile, “she makes me really happy.”

“Well good,” Bruce wrings his hands together, “you deserve to be happy. And if she ever stops making you happy you tell me, okay?”

“Okay, dad.” It’s cute when he gets protective over you.

“I love you,” he stands and wraps an arm around you

“I love you too.”

Steve Rogers (and/x Bucky Barnes)

You and your dad have a tradition of watching movies together whenever you both have a free Friday night

Usually, your Uncle Bucky joins you, and when your dad is on a mission you occasionally watch with your uncle instead

But there are times when all three of you are busy, so you’re pretty sure you’re safe when you cancel occasionally to hang out with “friends”

AKA your girlfriend, Kate Bishop

(But sometimes your friends too)

It’s a Friday night, and Steve and Bucky are both on missions

You miss them, you don’t have anything else to do, and it’s been a while since your last movie night

So you decide to have Kate over instead

You end up with Kate cuddled into your side with your arm wrapped around her, both of you yawning even though you’re only halfway through the movie

Kate kisses your cheek lazily, “what if I just…” she begins lowering herself onto your lap, “close my eyes for a second? Not to sleep, just to rest.”

You laugh and card your fingers through her hair. She sighs contentedly, and soon you’re both dozing on the couch

Before you know it, someone is gently shaking your shoulder

“Whuh?” You startle awake and see Bucky staring down at you. Kate shifts, still asleep

“Hey kid.” He ruffles your hair

All the drowsiness instantly leaves your body as excitement takes over. Your dad and uncle weren’t supposed to be home for another few days

“Uncle Bucky!”

This finally wakes Kate, who rubs her eyes blearily, “Babe, wha—?” She stops mid-question when her eyes land on Bucky, “I-I mean…Bucky! Hi! Wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“Nice save, Bishop,” Bucky smirks

Kate sits up and buries her face in the crook of your neck, groaning softly. “Sorry, babe”

You and Bucky stare at each other, daring the other to break the silence as you rub slow circles on Kate’s back

“So,” Bucky finally breaks, more for your benefit than anything else, “you and Bishop?”

This makes your face heat up. “Don’t tell dad. Please?” You beg. You’ve never brought anyone home before, and this is not the introduction you want

“Don’t tell me what?” Your dad picks that moment to walk in. Kate leans back from you to an approximately platonic distance

The look your uncle gives you says he’s not going to tell your dad, but you probably should

“I, uh, so the thing is—“

“We’re dating,” Kate blurts out, unable to resist Steve’s Captain America stare

Your dad looks at you, dumbfounded. “Oh,” he finally gets out

“Dad?”

“Well, I, for one, am happy for you two,” Bucky claps a hand on your shoulder

“As long as Hawkeye Junior doesn’t break your heart,” Steve levels Kate with an intense look and the latter aggressively shakes her head. He smiles, “and she has good taste in movies.”

relief floods you, even though Kate is a stuttering mess

“Yes, sir. I promise I have excellent taste in movies, Captain Rogers, sir.”

“Good,” Steve moves to sit on the couch and wraps an arm around you, the other beckoning to Bucky. “So, what are we watching?”

Tony Stark and Pepper Potts

Growing up, you’d see Kate at various functions

Your families ran in similar circles

You didn’t really get to know each other until high school, when you went to the same boarding school

The two of you quickly became best friends, but it took years for the two of you to realize your feelings weren’t just friendly

You agree not to tell your parents about your relationship because you don’t want things to get messy

But Kate is still your unofficial, official date to your dad’s annual New Year’s Eve party

At 11:59, the two of you sneak away from the party to your dad’s office and step out on the balcony as the countdown to midnight begins

You kiss her exactly at midnight, and you might…get carried away

You’re so wrapped up in each other that you don’t notice your dad and your step-mom open the door behind you

“Kid!” Tony is shocked to see you like this. “and Miss Bishop. What a surprise.” He doesn’t sound surprised at all to see Kate here

You and Kate jump back from each other at the intrusion, and your cheeks begin to heat up

“Dad! Mo—Pepper! What are you doing here?”

Your dad raises his eyebrows, “what am I doing? In my office?”

You have enough self-respect left to look decently sheepish. You’re waiting for Tony to chew you out when Pepper turns to him and smirks

“You owe me 50 bucks.”

Tony groans. “Thanks a lot, kid.”

“Wait, you were betting on me and Kate? How did you even know I liked her?”

Pepper turns her smirk to you, “we raised you, honey. We know you better than you think.”

“We’ll leave you two alone now,” Tony opens the door. “Just make sure to use protection,” he calls as he steps inside, Pepper following close behind

You bury your face in Kate’s chest and groan, “Daaaaad, gross!”

“Well, that went better than expected.” Kate’s shaking, and it’s not immediately obvious if it’s from fear or laughter.

You get your answer when you pull back and find her eyes gleaming. She kisses you again, a little more passionately

“Now, where were we?”

Clint and Linda Barton

You originally met Kate at a college archery tournament, and the two of you became fast friends, and then something more

She practically worships your dad, but you don’t tell her who he is to you

You use your mom’s maiden name in public for safety reasons, and you want Kate to like you for you, not because of your dad

After talking and going on dates for months, you finally asked Kate to be your girlfriend during Thanksgiving

It’s too soon to meet each other’s families, so you don’t invite her over for Christmas

So imagine your surprise when your dad walks in after being delayed in the city with your girlfriend and a golden retriever in tow

You stare, slack-jawed, unable to hide your surprise, Kate’s face a mirror of your own

“…and this is my eldest—“

Your name tumbles from Kate’s lips before she can stop herself

“You two know each other?” The look your mom is giving you tells you the gears are already turning in her mind. You haven’t told her you have a girlfriend, but she’s always known you so well

Kate’s eyes go wide in panic, “we know each other from archery!” She looks at you accusingly, and you know you’re in trouble, “I didn’t know Hawkeye was your dad.”

“How well do you know each other?” your dad is making weird eye contact with your mom, a clear sign they’re having a silent conversation. Your parents turn to look at you

Lila rolls her eyes. She’s the only person in your family who knows about you and Kate. Little sister privileges. “Guys, just ask the question you actually want to.”

“Is Kate your girlfriend?” Nate asks, saving your parents the trouble. Damn, the kid’s perceptive

You pick him up and look at Kate, silently asking if she’s okay with this. She nods. You turn to Nate and say, “She is, bud.”

“Well, I guess you two shouldn’t stay in the same room,” Clint says, “and Kate and I are going to go out into the woods and have a talk about what’s going to happen if she hurts you.”

“Dad, I’m an adult. I’m old enough to share a room with my girlfriend responsibly.” You don’t even try to argue with him about giving Kate the shovel talk. He’s done it to every partner his kids have brought home

“Bring the poor girl back in one piece, Clint,” your mom winks at Kate, who smiles nervously. Laura’s gaze hardens

“I want to have a chat with her as well.”

Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill

Your moms are extremely protective of you

This extends to your personal life

They run thorough background checks on all of your friends and their families

You know they will be even worse if you bring someone home

They’ve interrogated hundreds of people, and they know all about psychological torture

So…yeah, you haven’t told them you’re dating Kate Bishop

It’s hard keeping it from them, especially because they’re spies and you and Kate are both Avengers

But you’ve been incredibly careful

Whenever you’re in public, the two of you are just a pair of platonic bffs

But then Kate gets hurt on a mission

As soon as she’s brought to the Compound you’re by her side and you refuse to leave

They keep her sedated, but you still talk to her

“Hey, Katie.” You hold her hand and talk about anything and everything

Your moms walk in when you’re talking to her

“—and for our anniversary I was thinking we should recreate our first date,”

“Hi baby,” Natasha’s words startle you out of your rambling

“Mama! How much of that did you hear?”

“Enough to know you’ve been hiding your relationship from us,” Maria crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow

You gulp. “I wasn’t hiding it from you, I just didn’t say anything.”

Maria sighs. “We’ll talk about this later. How’s she doing?” She asks, gesturing towards Kate

“Stable. Her vitals are strong, and she’s starting to wake up on her own”

Maria puts a hand on your shoulder and looks directly into your eyes. “And how are you doing, kiddo?”

“I’m scared, Mom. I’m trying to be brave for her but it’s hard.”

“Oh, baby.” Your moms wrap you in a hug.

“We know how hard it is to see someone you care about like this,” Natasha says. Maria nods,

“We’re here for you, whatever you need.”

“Are you mad that I never told you about me and Kate?” You ask in a small voice

Natasha shakes her head. “Baby, no. We’re not mad. We feel bad you didn’t feel comfortable telling us sooner.”

“But we do want to talk to Kate once she feels better.”

“Mooooom, please don’t threaten my girlfriend.”

“We won’t threaten her, we’re just going to make sure she has good intentions and let her know what will happen if she breaks your heart.”

“Mama!”

[slaaverin]

One of the things that confuses me about jikook possibly being a couple is they don’t read very romantic to me these days. They absolutely do love each other, I have no doubt about that, and multiple times they will do things that are bizarrely sexual and wouldn’t fit well in a purely platonic relationship but there’s still something missing imo. It’s funny, they used to come across as more romantic when they were younger (particularly 2017-2021) but not so much in 2022 and 2023. Maybe it’s that they’ve known each other for so long that some of the romance has died down the same way it does with other couples or idk maybe they’re just better at hiding it now?

I half agree with you and half not.

I think they still read romantic.

As you said, maybe not like before.

But I think our vision is skewed because before chapter 2 we saw them more too. We had interactions almost every day. Jikook jikooked all the time. So to us it felt more, whereas after the start of chapter 2 we saw them way less, but in my mind I have no doubts those interactions were still happening behind the scenes.

I don't think the romance has died down or that they are hiding per se.

I think that simply after a certain amount of years in a long-term relationship the affection is shown in a more quiet and simple way. It shows they are very secured in the relationship.

They kept saying "this is romantic" "this is romance" and all, so I'm sure they had this idea in mind during those trips.

Of course it would be romantic, they are together and they share a romance. I don't see two friends saying something like this, it wouldn't even cross their minds.

I think during AYS they shared very tender moments. Very affectionate moments. There was also a lot of flirting and weird sex jokes. I don't think their romance is dead at all, simply that they didn't have to scream it on rooftops. Those trips were for them two above all.

I also would like you to keep in mind that they showed only a limited amount of hours per day. And were also mindful to what they showed or not. I believe they were somewhat careful not to show too much in front of camera (even if some things that was shown were already really shocking to me).

I think jikook see each other a lot outside of schedule, and that allows them to be a normal couple. They've come a long way. So now in front of cameras they have nothing to prove anymore, not to themselves or to us, because they've already shared everything that was politically correct to share with us during all those years.

Now they can simply be casual in their interactions, with a sense of deep love and care that breathes normalcy without any need to show off, because they don't need to. They both know where they stand. They both know what they mean to each other.

I personally didn't see their relationship having less romance than before in AYS, in truth I saw that their relationship evolved into something even deeper and more certain than ever.

It's like going from new couple to married couple, there is a different feel to it. But it's not less. It's a love that is more profound but doesn't need to be as loud.

I don't think there is anything missing, they've given us everything I personally wanted and more. Yes in 2022-2023 we saw them less but the times we did they were jikooking as usual. It's safe to say the relationship didn't change behind close doors and with what we saw in AYS I think it evolved way more than any of us could have expected or imagined.

During all this time they were still on their journey as a couple even if we didn't see it.

And the cherry on top is MS, they were the only one enlisting together, going to great length to remain together.

I'm not saying that MS is romantic in any way, I don't believe they would be much in a romance mood in there at all. But the act of enlisting just to be sure they can have each other's presence and support is a very romantic move to me, very telling of how much they really care. Which is a lot.

Wait until 2025 to hear them incessantly yap about all their military stories and all the behinds of AYS, wait for all of their insides jokes that will turn into flirting as usual and you'll tell me again if they are not as romantic as before lmaooo

We're going to see them way more and the jikooking will be back full force and I pray the lord that people will stop constantly doubting them and we can go back to regular program

Some romantic shots to finish off:

Straight out of a romance movie 🥺

Take care anon 💜

[noemilivv]

Hey Mio-!!! I know your reqs are closed rn so I'm really just leaving this here so I don't forget the idea, but I saw a tiktok that inspired meee and I was thinking what ab a reader who accidentally confesses to Vox/the hazbin people when drunk and based on their reactions maybe thinks they're turning the reader down but they aren't oki bye bye have a good weekend!!!

-🍂anon

𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰 + 𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐬 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

a/n: hello 🍂anon!! i’m so sorry i kept you waiting on this, i couldn’t stop procrastinating it 😭😭 also i’m sorry if vox seems more mean then normal, i feel like i’ve been writing him too victim-y and at the end of the day he’s an asshole too and i tried to show that. but i hope you enjoy!!

warnings: mentions of alcohol/being drunk/drinking/etc, profanity, mentions of sex (no smut), vox being a bit of an asshole <;/3

proofread: HAH! no. (heh, your loss) someone tell me you got that reference 😭😭

including: charlie, vaggie, angel dust, husk, lucifer, vox

tags: hazbin hotel, fanfiction, x reader

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞

girl is flabbergasted. i mean, she’s always heard the term ‘drunk words are sober thoughts’ or something like that, but she’s surprised you would say that to begin with — true or not.

but obviously, she feels romantically about you, so if it wasn’t true and it was just something you blurted out whilst drunk, she’s gonna be a bit upset

so she tells you, if you really feel that way, you can tell her when you’re sober, and she puts you to bed :)

𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞

she can only maintain her calmness for so long until she simply loses her composure, she’s not good at hiding her true feelings and/or thoughts for an extensive period of time

vaggie makes sure you get to bed safe, but she doesn’t bring up until you’re fully sober, she wants your recovery from your hangover to be stress-free and relaxing — not anything that could make you distraught

although, she may or may not dote on you a little extra the next morning…

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭

angel knows what it’s like to say something you weren’t ready to whilst under the influence, he’s done it more times then he’s willing to admit

so he’s (as sweetly as he can be) stern about being 100% sober whilst making decisions to blurt this kinda stuff out

deep down, angel knows it’s true, he knows you wouldn’t lie to him about smth like that, drunk or not — but he can’t help but in awe in a way

like he’s a famous pornstar, you don’t love him for his money or body or looks, you love him for being anthony, and not angel dust, and he’s simply not used to it

𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤

husker is a bartender, he’s heard everything in the book, exceeeept someone drunkenly confessing to him while he’s serving them drinks after a shitty night

it’s safe to say… he’s cautious, he’s seen a lot of drunk people do a lot of dumb shit, so he’s unsure if confession is as sincere as it can be

first, he wants to make sure you’re in the right mind before he even thinks before saying he feels the same, he’s been hurt a couple times, and he’s not ready to go through that again, whether he admits it or not

it’ll probably take him a few days until he brings it up, he’s the kinda guy who wants to reflect before making big decisions

𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫

honestly, lucifer is probably the most shocked out of all them, after being divorced for seven years, possibly more, the guy eventually thought he was gonna be forever alone, especially considering he’s the literal king of hell

the thought of that you’re drunk and may not know what you’re getting into doesn’t even cross his mind, he’s had few interactions with women tbh, and most of them were mainly sexual (like with adam’s wives)

so he gets all giddy and happy and accepts your confession immediately ! it doesn’t hit him until a few months into your relationship that he probably should’ve waited until you were sober LOL

𝐯𝐨𝐱

vox, like angel, has never had someone genuinely confess their love to him. he’s had an on-and-off sexual relationship with valentino and gotten creepy love letters from fans — but that’s about it

honestly, as shitty as it he can’t help but take advantage of your drunken state, just slightly.

he sorta feeds into any praise you give him, and will lowkey force it out of you, his ego needs to be fed and it’s only getting started

let’s be real, vox isn’t the most perfect guy around, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t hold a soft spot for you, although, at this point, a solid relationship cannot be promised :(

i do not permit for my work to be reposted, translated, or stolen. all rights go to signedmio. characters are not mine, unless stated, and belong to their rightful creators.

[leashybebes]

fuck it friday

tagged by @bidisasterevankinard more from my qpr buddie fic featuring aspec eddie and bucktommy, which is inching ever closer to being done. i think this is my favourite part

"So, when I was…learning and unlearning, doing a lot of reading, I came across this term." Eddie takes a breath, takes a beat. As soon as he saw the word it pinged something in him, spoke to him in a way it'd unknowingly taken him years to be ready to hear. Buck has been amazing today, but there's no guarantee this will resonate with him the way it has with Eddie. So he takes a moment, wishes Buck was looking at him maybe thirty percent less attentively.

"It's, uh - " he has to pause again to wet his lips. "Queer-platonic."

"Okay." Buck sounds curious.

"Oh, you didn't get that far in your research deep dive?"

"Wait, you get to make jokes?"

Eddie laughs, because it's going to be okay. It really is. "You can make jokes if you want, too."

Buck angles himself more fully towards Eddie, leaning forward in a way that can't be comfortable in the chair, but puts him more unavoidably in Eddie's eyeline. "I don't wanna make jokes. Eddie. Tell me."

"Okay," Eddie says. "I mean, there's not one definition or anything. But it's like - a friendship that goes beyond what most people think is normal for a friendship. Like it's deep and - and committed, you know? I don't know, this stuff is complicated, man."

"Tell me about it," Buck commiserates.

"But I think the idea I ended up liking best was queering the definition of friendship. Like it's not romantic, or sexual - or I guess it, I don't know, it's complicated. It doesn't have to be romantic or sexual, but it's still something so much more than a regular friendship. Like that's your person, you know? So some people outside the relationship might think it's romantic?"

"I'm not sure Ravi doesn't still think we're divorced, you know," Buck says with a grin.

"Right. Like that. So they're like - they're the person you want to tell the good and the bad things to. You might run your major life decisions past them. Some people live together, but - take that look off your face, I do not want to live with you."

"I'm a delight," Buck says, and Eddie rolls his eyes.

"You're a nightmare. So. So, yeah, I guess the way I think about it is that it's the person your life is most intertwined with. Some people - they might have, like, a legal backing. They might - they might raise a kid together." It's been true for so long, but he's never felt safe to say it before, and he doesn't know why, because Buck's face goes soft and adoring - his Christopher face. 

"They might be each other's medical proxy, maybe?" Buck suggests. 

Eddie has to laugh. "Maybe, yeah."

"Maybe like." Buck swallows, his eyes starting to look a little watery. "Maybe the first person they believed was gonna stay forever."

"Buck." It's Eddie's turn to swallow - more like gulp as he says, "Yeah. You and me? That's exactly the way I wanna be loved. That's what I wanted to say, really, when you get right down to it. That you showed me how I want to be loved." Eddie's wobbling by the end of that, his eyes itching but Buck is a wreck, tears absolutely streaming down his face.

"Aw, Buck. I'm sorry."

"Don't - don't be sorry," Buck says, grabbing a handful of tissues from the table between them. "Eddie, I love you so much. I'm so happy you told me."

Eddie feels faint with relief. "You are?"

"Yes."

no pressure tags for @powersuitup, @geddyqueer, @agentpeggycartering and @buckevantommy

[candyk0rn]

Hey, can I request a break up with Nanami, Gojo, and Geto? I'm in a mood for angst :')

⚘Breakup⚘

Woah okay first time I’ve ever written smth like this so I’m excited! Thanks for the ask, have a good day/night!

Warnings: ummm breaking up with someone is sad y’all

Included: Nanami Kento, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru

G.Satoru:

Fights or arguments don’t really happen with Gojo

Because he doesn’t let them happen

When things get even the slightest bit heated, he avoids them

He erases them with clinginess and jokes, always brushing it off when he should definitely be serious

And this is one of many things that drew your relationship to its inevitable end

Not only was it his lack of ability to read the room, but also his dangerous job

With the privilege of being considered the ‘strongest’, that means the strongest enemies are after him as well

You cannot begin to count the amount of times he said he’d leave for a three day mission, only to be gone for an entire week with no further communication

There’s a large risk at hand with being even so much as associated with Gojo

Let alone being his romantic partner

A certain bounty has been placed on your head too, you’re sure.

And that is just dusting against the surface of the cracks that eventually took control of your relationship

And to be honest, he doesn’t take the break up that serious either

Not until you stop returning your calls and haven’t come home for a few hours

Maybe it’ll make him realize, but who knows?

N.Kento:

Nanami is tricker than Gojo.

But in some regards, I believe he’s very similar

For Nanami is perceived, at least, to be a ‘simple’ man

For someone who hates work, who would much rather go on a long vacation,

He takes his occupation extremely seriously

Both his normal income job and his sorcerer work

And sometimes you truly felt he held his job before you, his partner

And sometimes, he would openly admit to taking priority elsewhere than with you

Which, in some cases understandable, still hurts

One time, later in your relationship, he has forgotten your anniversary

Well, he hadn’t forgotten it fully

But he didn’t celebrate in anyway, needing his hours at work

Nor did he intend to celebrate in anyway, even though much earlier to the date you told him you would like to

Unlike Gojo, the breakup is rather smooth

He simply and utterly refuses to leave on a bad note

And he will not only leave in good terms, but he wants to leave respectfully

But he will be in shock for a very long time afterwards

And he doubts the feeling of deep regret will leave anytime soon…

G.Suguru:

I don’t think people really recognize how others are affected when someone begins to spiral

Not only is the person who is going through the hard time hurting and being drained, the person helping is drained too

And unfortunately, this is what happened to yours and Geto’s relationship

Seeing someone you care for so deeply begin this downward trajectory is hard

And you swore to be by his side through it all..

Until he began to do some things you didn’t exactly approve of

Once the count of dead began rising by his hand, you found yourself losing sympathy bit by bit

It’s a hard pill to swallow, it’s a difficult thing to accept

And it’s an even worse thing to end

To hang on to the hope that the old Suguru is simply trapped behind a mask of pain would be futile

It’s either accept unfortunate route his travelled down, or follow in your own beliefs

And even though you once thought you could help him wash his hands clean of blood,

There will always be a spot left unattended

And spots only grow until you no longer see skin

Only red.

He doesn’t actually believe you at first when you bring up leaving him

In fact, he says to your face he doesn’t believe you

Like Gojo, he assumes that after you calm down you’ll be running back to him

But you don’t

And there’s very few times he’s felt regret.

He has done everything in his power to make sure the word isn’t even in his vocabulary

But there’s that sting in his heart and that dizziness in his head

That can only be described as loss.

Thanks for reading!

[zmediaoutlet]

spn20rewatch, 1.06: "So you lie to them."

A lot is made of the way that the Winchester boys grew up isolated. Raised to be soldiers, moved from town to town. That should lead to a particular kind of raw-edged unsocialized set of feral outsiders -- but Sam and Dean are thoroughly not that. A large part of why, I think, is that they were always enrolled in school (until Dean aged out). They actually had lots of opportunity to engage with normal people, even if the relationships they formed weren't necessarily deep. To borrow from Fight Club, they had plenty of 'single serving friends' -- good for a short time, but not for a long time. This practice is how they're both so good with people -- they don't come off as all that strange in normal interactions when they're not working, because they're just... not that strange, at least on the surface. They're good with people. They're just not good long-term.

When Sam goes to college, part of the stated goal is for there to be a normal life -- or a life at all, because he doesn't seem to include the rambling hunting existence as a valid option. A big part of that normalcy included finding a girlfriend and making friends. Makes sense, especially since he must have passed through dozens of schools with pre-established friend groups that he could see he'd never really be part of. After a while he'd know there was no point in trying to integrate, if they were only going to be in that school for a few months. Stanford gave him the opportunity to put down some roots, to really engage, and it seems from what little we see that he made a good effort. ...But.

DEAN: You’re kidding. You still keep in touch with your college buddies? SAM: Why not? DEAN: Well, what exactly do you tell them? You know, about where you’ve been, what you’ve been doing? SAM: I tell them I’m on a road trip with my big brother. I tell them I needed some time off after Jess. DEAN: Oh, so you lie to them. SAM: No. I just don’t tell them… everything. DEAN: Yeah, that’s called lying. I mean, hey, man, I get it, telling the truth is far worse. SAM: So, what am I supposed to do, just cut everybody out of my life? (DEAN shrugs.) You’re serious? DEAN: Look, it sucks, but in a job like this, you can’t get close to people, period. SAM: You’re kind of anti-social, you know that? [...] DEAN: Dude, what kind of people are you hanging out with? SAM: No, man, I know Zack. He’s no killer. DEAN: Well, maybe you know Zack as well as he knows you.

We'll learn in a later episode how well it went for Dean when he shared the family secrets with someone, so his attitude here is understandable. That said, when Rebecca finds out that something monstrous is happening with Sam, she doesn't completely flip out -- the evidence is in front of her, and she appreciates Sam's help. So, maybe Dean's wrong about this. ...But we never see Rebecca again, and there's no indication that Sam actually kept up with her or Zack after this hunt.

Sam also never told Jessica the truth about his life, and he doubles down on that choice when he tells Dean in episode one that Jessica was never going to know. He thinks there can be a partition between the hunting life (that doesn't even count as life, and is dangerous and bad and must be kept secret) and the "real" life in the daylight, and sees no issue in closing his entire past and large parts of himself away. It's safer, and better, and he'll be able to get through it and have that normal life he always said he wanted.

It doesn't work that way, though, and not only because the plot intervened. We've already had the moral structure of this universe established and it is not acceptable to ignore those things you could have done something about, with your knowledge and skills. Sam's a hunter, got trained that way for ten years, and the pretense that he can be wholly in these friendships (or romantic relationships) while partitioning away a massive part of his history and personality is a farce that was doomed to end. His friends didn't know him because he couldn't let them know him. He says himself, he never really fit in. The 'normal life' he was after wasn't ever going to be an option. He understands that, by the end of the episode; accepting it will take a little longer. At least he and Dean are freaks together.

[sharpth1ng]

Hihihi sharp, sharpie, sharp guy, sharps disposal! Silly sharp man, I sent an ask for writing tips not too long ago, and I am yet again asking. Nay, BEGGING 🙏. If you have. Any writing tips. On Stu’s character. Ouhg. What’s your thought process on writing him?

Anything helps/nfta

If I mischaracterize him I will cry, broski. Jelp.

This is a little late but maybe it will still be helpful.

The way I see Stu hes someone that copes with positivity and humor. If someone he cares about is upset his first instinct is to make a fool of himself to distract them. He's an extremely social person because he finds people entertaining, even though he cares for relatively few of them.

I dont consider him a psychopath but think that relative to the general population he has high levels of cognitive empathy and lower levels of emotional empathy. This means that he's good at understanding people, and because he can understand them he can manipulate them, but he doesn't necessarily feel for them.

For example he's bummed to lose Tatum because he enjoyed spending time with her but he doesn't experience deep grief after her death. The emotional empathy he does experience is extremely selective, and most of it is directed toward Billy.

Put this all together and you have someone who is extremely socially capable. He knows how to fit in and get what he wants out of people. A lack of emotional empathy means he doesn't experience much guilt or shame. Guilt and shame are social emotions, to feel them you have to care what people think of you and how you affect them, and Stu mostly doesn't.

All of that said, Stu has the capacity for emotional empathy, he isn't neurologically incapable of it. I see this as something that kind of atrophied or got shut down through a combination of societal privilege and parental neglect.

The dark side of all that social energy and a history of neglect is that he still craves attention and affection, but he knows better than to just fully be himself around most people. If he did that he wouldn't be able to pass as normal, so thats where Billy comes in.

Similar to the way that Stu is special to Billy because he's the only person who really knows how fucked up he is, it's the same for Stu. Billy is the only person thats safe for Stu to fully let loose with, the only person fully capable of giving Stu the attention and affection he craves.

In that way they're pretty co-dependent, and Stu specifically isn't even trying to hide that dependence. Some people decide from a young age that they're going to be an astronaut or a doctor, and then they devote everything to that until they get it. Stu decided from a young age that he was going to be by Billy's side, however he was allowed. For the most part Billy is his first priority.

I think the paradox of childhood neglect is that you want attention and care but you don't actually know how to be cared for, and it can feel a lot more comfortable to care for someone else than to let them care for you. In some ways Stu can focus on Billy because it's more comfortable than focusing on himself. He understands Billy and I think he enjoys the special relationship he has with him. Even before they're romantically involved he knows that Billy gives him a kind of attention he doesn't give anyone else and that feels incredible.

So that's kind of the way I see his emotional motivation and internal psychological state, that's what I use to figure out how he would respond to various events in my writing.

In terms of his dialogue and internal voice he's jokey, he sees and delights in the absurdity of situations he's in. He uses a lot more slang than Billy and will choose silly turns of phrase just to make people laugh and because he thinks they're funny. He's a fairly sensory person but not as much as Billy, and he's a lot better at identifying his own emotions than Billy. Billy will describe emotional reactions in terms of their physical correlates (eg instead of saying he's embarrassed he'll say he feels sick and his face is getting hot) whereas Stu is often able to just identify that those things mean embarrassment.

Again in contrast to Billy he prioritizes pleasure and joy regardless of what that might mean about him. As a result he's not likely to spend much time in denial about his experiences and he mostly doesn't bother to make excuses to himself about the things he desires. He's pretty brave, he's willing to sacrifice a lot for what he wants and he's ok with a little bit of suffering, even if it's not the kind of suffering that turns him on.

Alright theres your Stuart essay 😭 i hope you find it helpful!

[kings-highway]

trick or treat !

Aaaaa! Welcome my first knocker

We’ve never interacted so I don’t know anything about you or what you like BUT I do see you have the aromantic flag in your PFP so I’m going to throw my Aro-Kuroo headcanons at you, slightly in ficlet form because I did outline a one-shot based on this idea

Kuroo absolutely went through the “i feel equal attraction to both genders so i MUST be bisexual” phase for like, all of his teenage years, he probably wouldn’t figure it out until he was like 20-21. 

He LOVES romance, and had definitely accidentally burned a lot of bridges with girls/guys throughout his highschool years because I definitely imagine he couldn’t not understand why being in a relationship made him so unhappy, and he ended up being a little mean to his partners. Like he loved the idea of showering someone in gifts and compliments and going on dates and ride-or-dying a soulmate, but every time he started a relationship he experienced a kind of romance-repulsion (definitely is not a romance-favourable ace, can’t stand being in romantic situations) and ended up ghosting them, cutting them off, and ultimately they all broke up with him. 

He, for no reason, convinces himself he’s in love with Yaku because he KNOWS yaku doesn’t like him back and this is Safe (third year, 17-18 years old?)

Kenma absolutely knows he’s not in love with Yaku and questions this constantly. Kuroo uses it to do normal teenage gossip but it makes him really uncomfortable and he changes the topic quickly, so it basically turns into: Kuroo: “I think I’m in love with Yaku.” Kenma: “So, you want to marry him or something?” Kuroo: “WHAT no, ugh, what? I guess? I mean, I wouldn’t be in love with him if I didn’t want to marry him. So yeah. What about it? Whatever.” Kenma: “Well that’s a normal response.”

He constantly fantasizes about falling in love with someone, and definitely has a lot of angst about coming to terms with the aromanticism. I imagine he started to feel this after meeting Karasuno / Daichi, where maybe Daichi was genuinely flirting with him, and Kenma pointed it out and Kuroo immediately panicked and realized he didn’t want Daichi to flirt with him because that would mean Kuroo would end up burning that bridge like he did his earlier girl/boyfriends. Like he’d LOVE to be able to pursue this potentially genuine connection and person that actually likes who he is but he just knows, deep down, that it’s not what he wants. Makes him VERY angst his last few months of high school. Is somehow still jealous when Daichi starts a relationship with someone else. Is also jealous when Yaku starts a relationship with someone else. 

Kenma comes out as gay and Kuroo PANICS thinking Kenma is in love with him

Kuroo lives in fear of Kenma being in love with him

Despite the fact that Kenma might be in love with him, he also understands Kuroo’s identity 100% and supports it. And, to be honest, he kind of likes getting to be Kuroo’s top priority without having to engage in all the romantic stuff (he’s not aromantic, he just doesn’t like obligation or fancy dates)

They settled into a very comfortable QPR, though they never really have a conversation about it, Kuroo is just happy to be in a comfortable, consistent long-term relationship (non-romantically) and Kenma really does love Kuroo (in all the ways that actually matter) but does not feel the need to get married or do anything like that to prove it.)

I also think Kuroo might be asexual in this as well but I just straight up forgot to think about it

ANYWAY happy Halloween!!! I hope you enjoy aro-Kuroo as much as I do <3

[hetafice]

Yesssss yandere hetalia!! Can I request yandere Russia

hey! i’m combining this with another request that asked for ivan with an introverted s/o. hope you enjoy nonetheless.

yandere!russia headcanons :

Ivan is a man who contains innumerable facades. Vulnerability is hard to get from him, which is why he is so taken aback when he meets his darling. Anyone special enough to catch his attention and keep it must have some sort of hold over him -- and he cannot have that.

He would initially try to distance himself from you, and then after realizing that does not work, he would try to exercise as much control over the situation as possible.

He takes an almost managerial role, employing the use of strict guidelines and occasional punishments to gain a semblance of control.

Once he acknowledges his feelings towards you he will sit and machinate ways to get you to reciprocate his feelings. He regards you as an object that he needs to get sooner rather than later. He would understand that it might be difficult to get you to come off your own volition, so he is not entirely against using force to get you to be with him should his attempts at courting fail.

Ivan often finds himself exhibiting certain behaviors not because he wants to, but because he thinks that these behaviors are what a normal person would do. This leads him to think that presenting himself in a certain way would make you feel comfortable around him, or win your romantic favor -- in reality, they end up coming off as stilted and strange.

If he ends up entering a long-term relationship with you, he’ll likely stop putting up airs, leaving you interacting with someone much more stoic and withdrawn.

Contrary to popular opinion, he is not really hotheaded or quick to violence, and will not let his true emotions overtake his carefully curated mask very often. He is a quick thinker and will remain efficient under pressure. However, should you do something to upset him, he will act quickly and decisively. He loves you deeply, but to him, to truly love someone is to try and bring the best out of that person. He will do so by whatever means necessary.

That isn’t to say that he’s always cold though. He’s happy to dote on you should he think the situation calls for it.

Ivan, however, is no stranger to betrayal. Should you try to leave, exhibit suspicious behaviors, attempt to undermine his authority, or oppose him politically -- there will be dire consequences.

Unlike other yanderes, he has no qualms about hurting you. Ivan witnessed extreme horrors during his childhood, and as such is desensitized to most violence. He will not harm you unprovoked, but should you test him, you will find out how cold and cruel he truly can be.

A more introverted partner may actually suit the life he has planned out for them. Once he finds love he is likely to whisk his partner off to the countryside for a time, rarely to be seen in public.

In the event of an extended business trip, he may take you along, depending on the location. Like countless things before you, people will try and use you against him. Because of this, he would never expose you to an enemy. Should he have a trip domestically, or somewhere he deems low risk he will take you with him. If not, you are expected to sit content in your idyllic countryside home until the two of you can bask in each other’s company again. 

Ivan is not super controlling, but he does have a set of rules that you are meant to abide by.

He also places importance on appearances, so you would be coached on how to conduct yourself in formal situations so that onlookers would have nothing negative to say about the two of you. That is why he may implement dress codes, or designate certain discussion topics as off-limits.

After sequestering you away in the middle of nowhere, if you perform well enough, he may move back to the city. He can use extreme methods, but he is not a complete monster. On a deep subconscious level, he craves normalcy. So seeing you navigate life around other people but still choosing to come back to him “willingly” may help him feel vaguely fulfilled.

He is the type to allow you to pursue most hobbies, and would not stop you from expressing individuality or possessing a sense of self. He does however want to make sure that you constantly view yourself as not just an individual, but as a part of a unit. With everything you do, there needs to be a consideration of how it’ll affect both of you.

In his more subdued moments, he treasures domesticity and would like to occasionally dote on you. He'll be pleased if you occasionally let him cook for you or pick out your outfits.

On the same token, he wants to feel as though you depend on him. Not enough to where you can’t exist without his constant care, but enough to know you are appreciative of all he does for you, and that you are hesitant to leave him. 

If you follow the rules and do not awaken his feelings of intense paranoia, you can live somewhat normally.

[nin-deer]

Ch 143

i mean i think we all knew deep down the kiss was gonna happen based on the flow of the story but i think this chap reveals a lot about gorou and sarina

(uh warning this got a little out of hand so its pretty long lmao)

so.

i dont think anyone's completely in the wrong, but i definitely don't think they're in the right either. (not that i condone incest; its just that their motivations led them to this specific point. would the story have been fine without it? hell yeah. please i actually prefer it that way. but this is the direction the author decided to take it, so we have to take it as it is as a point of learning more about the character's motivations)

Let's first analyze sarina and gorou's relationship pre-reincarnation. I think I covered this in my last post where I rambled about onk, but gorou is doing a doctor thing where he "accepts" sarina's proposal just to make her happy. We learn in this new chapter that he basically catered to her every request, and that's what started that infatuation. we know from previous chapters that her bio family's shitty, so the only place she would get this love is from gorou. we also learn in this chapter that it's not actually a romantic love but a fanatic love, for lack of better terms. she sees him as her idol. does sarina even know what it feels to be romantically in love with someone? she spent her whole first life in a hospital, isolated from others her age. she spent her second life very curated and protected because of her mom and her future career; she couldn't really live a normal life. (we'll get back to this point later) all she knows about love is through her idols, so she's channeling it into (what she thinks is) romantic love for gorou.

gorou, on the other side of this, is an actual adult who had an actual life before all this, so he knows what a normal life is like. assuming sarina is one of his first patients, its obvious to see that he got attached, which is a very risky situation for scenarios like this. we see this attachment made her death worse, as he threw himself into following Ai to cope for her death. not gonna go too in depth about this here because, again, i made another post for this that i'll probably link at the end bc im referencing it more than i thought... continuing! he knows sarina doesnt have long left so he wants to do what he can for her, thus creating that "idol" persona sarina has for him.

we see in his regret in this new chap that he actually knows what he's doing and is aware of the consequences of his actions. ruby doesn't. she doesn't regret anything. as someone who reads a lot of isekai/reincarnation stories, its easy to joke that ruby and aqua are their old age + their new age, but that isn't necessarily true for ruby. sure, aqua is old and this could apply to him. but ruby? she didn't make it past 18 before she died. she's like,,, 13 times 2. double 13. she never fully developed in her first life, and she's developing in this current life. it's like a continue from where she left off. aqua actually was an adult, so he has all the knowledge and wisdom of an adult. why does this matter? shift your attention back to the concept of love for a bit. aqua knows what she's doing is bad and is trying to stop her, but the knowledge that she's sarina is making him automatically succumb to her wishes. a part of his brain, because of the trauma, still sees ruby as the sickly sarina he was caring for.

ruby is naïve. she doesnt know what love is. all the love she's ever been exposed to is whatever she saw online: idols. i dont even think she fully knows what the concept of family is. aqua is her brother? nope. aqua is the doctor she proposed to and now she has a chance to follow through like all the shows she's seen. she's closer than ever to him, so why give up the chance? even as ruby, she wasn't exposed to a lot of normalcy because of idol culture. she isn't able to learn about the difference between platonic love and fanatic love. we even see this with ai, who she sees more as an idol than her mom. the joy is in her idol being her mom, someone who's supposed to care for her. it's like shes living a fantasy made just for her. because aqua was so obsessed w revenge, he didn't have the chance to teach her anything, and it's not like he needed to learn bc he already knows. ruby doesn't.

aqua, as the one who understands these nuances, should have sat her down and explained things, but he didn't because of the trauma of sarina. ruby is ignorant and is treating things like a tv drama, now that her dreams as sarina can finally become true. aqua doesn't realize how serious ruby is about this because in his mind this is just a child playing house. ruby is like,,,, imagine you die and you wake up actually being sold to one direction. or whatever happens to you in your fav self-insert scenario/fanfic. idk a better analogy lmao but its like finally being able to play out your fantasies irl. she doesn't realize the real world impacts of her actions because, frankly, she doesn't care. she gets to live out her life as she wants. aqua was shocked after the first kiss with ruby because he realized then she was being serious, but he didn't speak out about it because, again, the trauma™. (we see him again uncomfy with the whole situation in the next page, but his lack of objection could be bc it's a scene in the documentary and he finds it more important to get revenge rn) ruby kissed him then because she purposefully created the mood like that so it would fit in the story she was writing in her mind.

so what does this mean? because of their shared pasts, aqua and ruby are put in this situation where ruby can do what she wants and aqua goes along with it. even if he knows its morally wrong, he can't bring himself to break ruby's immersion in all of this. BUT. big but. aqua shouldn't act like this. they're both capable of living out their lives as normal (barring the revenge and the whole idol stuff). he doesn't need to act like this anymore; ruby's not terminally ill. he's not a doctor. what he should have done was firmly deny her stuff he knows is wrong because then he can educate her about the reason why. as much as their personalities are inspired by their past lives, sarina and gorou are dead. they need to move on and live a aqua and ruby. (Harsh, I know, but because of this scenes like *gestures vaguely to the newest two chapters* happens. if aqua stood his ground and taught ruby about familial love and that what she's feeling is probably not romantic, i think this could have been avoided. but alas, we need it for the ~drama~)

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sorry that went on way longer than i thought lmao. i think i covered everything i wanted to say but im too lazy to read back so fingers crossed

if you made it this far and are curious about the other post i mentioned in the beginning, its here. i just think its some context to my thought process but not necessary to understand this post

[mbti-notes]

Anon wrote: Just realized I've been following your blog for 8 years, so first of all thank you for everything that you have taught me. I sincerely appreciate your work here. I'm an ENFP (26), I moved countries 2 months ago and had a brief 3 month romance with another ENFP (29) before moving. We both have adhd, maybe useful to know. We’ve stayed friends, but we obviously can’t hang out and he’s not a frequent texter, so I find that I’m missing him a lot.

I have many close friendships and am good at building connections, but this one meant more to me somehow. He has certain qualities I adore, I’ve never connected with anyone else who expresses them quite the same way. He’s very spontaneous and creative in a way that you never know what he’s going to say. He also matches my curiosity and enthusiasm about literally everything, and to see my own expression/feelings mirrored by him was very special to me.

I am missing these qualities, and while I recognize them in myself too, it was in sharing them that I felt great joy. I also felt safe with him in a way I haven’t in any past romantic relationships. I suffered emotional and narcissistic abuse in childhood from my parents, so I’ve done a lot of healing work to get to a place where I notice when I feel safe and am attracted to people who make me feel safe, and this is the first time where that worked out for me.

As a person he felt totally unique, and I guess I’m just keenly aware of how special and irreplaceable our connection is, even though I’m confident I will find romantic love again eventually. I keep doing and seeing things that I wish I could have shared with him. Do you have advice for dealing with missing someone like this? Is this regular heartbreak, and time will do its healing? Are there healthy/unhealthy ways to miss someone and how can I tell the difference? Thank you <3

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You've been following for 8 years?? Not gonna lie, feeling a bit old at the moment, lol...

I was deeply touched just reading your description of the relationship, so I can only imagine how special it was to you. I think it's the perfect example of the advantages a same-type relationship can offer.

When does missing become "unhealthy"? I try to be careful using that word because I don't believe in pathologizing negative but normal feelings and emotions. It's not unreasonable or irrational to miss a relationship that enriched you and your life. You're feeling a deep sense of loss because you've actually suffered a loss.

Grief is the main emotional reaction to loss. Like every strong emotion, grief needs time to play itself out. The grieving process should be respected because, without it, it's hard to move forward. There are many different ways to express grief. Some people talk it out, some cry it out, some act out, some withdraw, some bury themselves in work, etc.

There isn't really a "wrong" way to grieve per se, but grief can become unhealthy in some cases, if: 1) emotions don't lessen in intensity after a long period of time, AND 2) it starts to interfere with normal activities to the point where it prevents you from living life as fully as you'd like to. Generally speaking, "harmfulness" is one of the main criteria psychologists use for determining whether an issue is serious enough to be classified as "unhealthy".

I think your situation is complicated because there are multiple things going on. You're not just grieving the loss of an important relationship, which is a difficult process in itself, you've also recently made a big move in life. No matter how healthy and adaptable an ENFP is, in practical terms, it still takes time and effort to adjust to a new environment. Being in a new place is exciting but it can also be disorienting, which means you can easily feel unmoored.

Existential instability often prompts Si types to lean on Si for comfort, to seek out the warmth of the known and familiar. While this is a natural process for grounding oneself, when Si is the inferior function, there is always a danger of inadvertently spiraling into Si grip. Si grip is unhealthy because it means Ne has shut down. It keeps you stuck in the past, unable to live life well.

You don't know what the future will bring, so it's pointless to speculate about whether you will or won't find another comparable relationship. Making unfair comparisons to the past is a slippery slope into Si grip. It leads to a self-fulfilling prophecy: you expect that things won't live up to the past, so you don't invest properly in the present, and then... nothing ever lives up to the past.

If you hope to keep having great relationships throughout life, it is of the utmost importance that you remain capable of treating people fairly. Nobody likes to live under the shadow of a mythological past, so don't force that upon others. You have to be able to approach a new relationship as a fresh start so that it has a fair shot of developing to its fullest potential.

In other words, you need to be careful about being in a headspace where the past starts to seem more appealing to you than the present and the future. Until that point, it's likely that your negative feelings and emotions are normal and you just need to work on accepting them (through Fi development). Grant yourself patience and compassion to grieve and say goodbye to the past.

Although he may still be in your life, the relationship needs to move into a new reality, which means you must adjust your mindset accordingly. Turning the page to a new chapter of life doesn't mean you lose your memories of the previous chapter. Allowing yourself time and space for a proper goodbye is actually a way of cherishing memories and recognizing just how important they were to your growth. And as grief fades with time, you can then move on to the next stage of growth with an open mind and an open heart.