#he would in fact be a great workout partner

[lovdlydaz]

❝ YOU ARE FLAWLESS. ❞

artist!choso x black!afab!reader

your boyfriend has a tendency to go over the top when it comes to you, so when you express your insecurities, he makes sure to let you know how perfect you are in his eyes.

warnings: chubby reader, supportive boyfriend choso, modern au (no curses/sorcerers), angst to fluff to smut, cunniligus, p in v, unprotected sex (trying for a baby), "draw me like one of your french girls" type shit, shit tons of praise, creampie, pet names, soft dom choso, very subby reader, just a lot of soft sex and affirmation enjoy

it all started when you asked your boyfriend to go get some healthier foods from the grocery store that you had seen on social media. he was vaguely confused since he knew that both you and him didn't really eat healthy, which was fine for him but not for you. while he had a very fast metabolism and also worked out 5 times a week, you barely lifted a finger and would stay home to cook and clean since your work was at home and on a computer.

so, when you started to gain a few pounds over a couple of weeks you realized you needed to do something about it, so you did. whenever choso would go to the gym you would follow him, doing your own little couple workouts and feeling great right after. then you would stop at a restaurant to grab some food before heading home and watching your boyfriend paint while you did work across the room.

after a few more weeks of working out and eating a bit more healthier, you didn't see results at all. yes you felt lighter and you internally were healthier, your body didn't show any ounce of getting smaller. you still had fat around your hips, small rolls that were only visible when you arched, flabby arms and thicker thighs than normal. and while your thighs and arms had more definition now, the fat didn't go away no matter what you did.

so it started to get to a point where you went into bad eating habits, like eating once out of the day and even that meal was only a few hundred calories. by then, that's when your body started to get smaller, since you let it digest the fat instead of the food you were ingesting. choso didn't like how much thought you were putting into your body, since regardless of how you looked he would still love you anyways.

one day, the man you loved more than anything in the world sat you down for a whole-hearted meaning regarding your physical and mental health. he reached out for your hand and looked you dead in the eyes, his own pink ones staring deep into your chocolate brown ones.

"why did you sit me down? is there something you wanna talk about?" you asked, acting oblivious to the fact that you knew exactly what he wanted to talk about. and it was you. "baby, i know something's wrong. you haven't been acting yourself lately, being cautious about what you eat and going to work out with me when you had work to do. is there something you wanna tell me?" he inquired, making you drop your head and small tears form in the corner of your eyes.

"...do you think i'm fat?" your soft voice mumbled, causing his eyes to widen and his face looked taken aback. "...what?" he muttered alongside you. your face picked itself up and there were tears threatening to leave your eyes as you stared at him. "babe, i've gained over 10 pounds in the last month, i've gone up a shirt size and two pants sizes, i've gained fat around my stomach and hips, and i can't even get into bed without feeling like shit because my stomach pokes out more than it ever has. and i'm not even pregnant..." your voice trailed off since tears were falling down your face, causing your beloved partner to wipe them off of your face for you.

choso pressed a small kiss to the top of your head, your crying always upset him and this just absolutely broke his heart. he had never noticed you feeling this way, all those hints from you wanting to get healthier foods to you barely leaving your built-in office because you were afraid to eat. he felt like the worse boyfriend in the world for not noticing sooner, but none of this was his fault. "b-baby..." he couldn't even form words, your sobs had grown even louder from the silence he gave. all he could do was cradle you in his arms, letting you cry out all the frustration he knew you needed to.

his arms were comforting, soft and hard with a mix of muscle and fat, you felt like he was your personal teddy bear. he was always able to give you the hugs you needed and treat you like a princess when he knew you needed it. so, when you felt him wrap his arms around you to let you cry into them, it was so soothing for you. you cried for maybe about a minute until it subsided to soft sniffles and coughs. he rubbed the small of your back the whole time, letting you get nice and comfortable before you wanted to speak.

it took a few minutes but you finally started up at him, mouth quivering just a little as your glossy eyes looked into his softer pink eyes. choso looked back down at you, just staring into those lovely brown eyes he adored since the first time you two had met. his mouth opened, then it closed, then it opened again, and words started to flow out.

"princess, listen to me. you are perfect in every way, shape or form. no matter how much weight you gain or how much you lose, i will love you regardless of your body. i didn't fall in love with you off of pure looks alone, i fell in love with you because we were made for each other," he spoke, grabbing your delicate face with his rough and gentle hands. "we are like peanut butter and jelly," he continued, "syrup on pancakes, ham and cheese sandwiches, we just... click. you are mine and i am yours, nothing will ever change that. you understand love?" he asked you, looking back to see your tears had started back up, but they were happy tears.

you hugged your lover and nodded your head, which he didn't like. so, he softly pulled you away, a hand on your hip while another against your cheek. "words honey, they don't have to be perfect." he sweetly demanded, making you gulp and open your mouth. "i-i... i understand babe. thank you... so much." you smiled, making him kiss the top of your head once more, which elicited a giggle out of you. but, the praise wasn't over just yet.

now that he had calmed you down, he connected your lips, which you immediately melted into. not caring about what the world thought or what the voices were telling you, you had choso, and that's what mattered right now. it was sweet and sensual, conveying all the inter-meaningful and complex emotions the both of you shared within each other, for each other. it was a kiss that signified your love for one another, and it was just that.

until it wasn't.

after the sentimental moments dribbled away, there came the sexual. you started to softly whine as your boyfriend pressed deeper into your lips, pushing your body against the couch the two of you were on right against the armrest. it was comfortable and actually helped your back a little, but his weight was pressing down on you and you weren't that strong. you could handle it however, since he knew how much to hold up so that he wouldn't crush you. his lips were so rough yet had a smoothness to them that was oddly satisfying. you couldn't put your finger on it, it just felt right.

choso pulled away after a couple of seconds, needing to breathe but he didn't connect your lips back. instead, he dropped lower to your jaw, kissing it tenderly making your body tense with arousal. you could feel your heat start to throb from the way your boyfriend touched you, just like he loved you. and he did. "beautiful baby, wonderful girl," he panted, kissing going past your collarbone now and to the clothed part of your chest. he raised your shirt over your head to pull it off, going to your covered tits and massaging them.

"such a perfect body, would be such a great mama," he murmured, fondling the breast tissue in his large hands. you let out soft noises at this, feeling every emotion rise within you due to the pure fact that his words were reaching everywhere but your brain. you believed he loved you but you didn't believe your body was perfect, but he did, and with pride.

his hands traveled lower to your tummy, knowing that you were sucking in so he gave it a soft tap, which caused you to free your stomach. watching all the fat that your belly had gathered made his cock immediately stand up, it was so hot how much you had gained. and, quite frankly, it weighed your body out perfectly, now you were busty in every place and choso would have to fight every man off because he knew how dangerous you were now.

he softly played with the flesh, going a little too close to your womanhood, but he knew exactly what he was doing. that's why he didn't stop, he just kept going. he wanted you to realize how beautiful you were, how god sent your existence was to him and how fucking in love he was. so, he kept going with no intention of stopping. "such a pretty belly, great for holding my kids," he groaned, starting to slowly hump against the couch because of how much he was turned on by you and your body. he was too entranced by you, every action he did showed just that.

he kissed and marked your pudge, causing soft gasps and whimpers to escape you. you were drenching in your panties right now, which choso could see a perfect outline of your pussy lips from where he was. the only reason you weren't wearing shorts was because your shorts felt too suffocating on your thighs, so you wore one of choso's shirts to cover your ass and thighs. which obviously didn't work, since the shirt was now discarded on the floor.

it took him a while to stop, but once he did, he went back to your breasts and unhooked your bra from behind. he let the article of clothing hit the floor before he grabbed one heavy teat, kneading the flesh with his jagged fingertips while you couldn't keep down your noises. you were melting from his touch, everything about him was making you turn into jelly just from his presence alone. no other man could make you feel how choso made you feel, emotionally and physically. he made you feel things that not even god could comprehend, these feelings were so complex and for one person and one person only.

his mouth latched onto your unoccupied tit, sucking and licking the sensitive nub as his other hand pinched and rubbed the other. your nipples were very sensitive so of course this made you even more wet, causing your back to arch into his touch and your throbbing clit to rub against your panties, making you moan out into the air. he could only get harder from here, which caused a wet spot to appear in his underwear. he didn't care though, at least you were both wet together.

"such big tits, good for my babies," he moaned this time, groaning and wincing as he got as much of nothing as he could out of your tit. he would be sucking all the milk out of them when you got pregnant, he couldn't wait for that. he was so obsessed with the idea of getting you pregnant right now, your body was perfect for his children and he wanted you to know that. you would be a wonderful mother and you were both ready for kids, being together since high school and never separating. he wanted you, he wanted to have a family with you, and now was the perfect time.

once choso finished with your chest he moved down to the place you wanted him to, but he completely avoided it to go to your thicker thighs. he kissed and licked all over them, moaning as he did so. "such long and plump thighs, perfect for sittin' on me," he huffed, kissing and marking your legs as he went down. once he finished he moved back up to your heat, kissing the outside of it and licking your clit through your underwear. "such a pretty little pussy, and just for me," he gruffed, using his teeth to tear apart the barrier between his mouth and your cunt, discarding it onto the floor.

after that, he went to town. he grabbed your thighs and held them as he dove nose first into your cunt, licking and sucking around your labia and moving from your clit to your hole. you let out a surprised moan at the fact that he went so fast and ate you like a starved man, which was turning you on even more. he could taste your fluids rushing on his tongue and all he could do was whine and hump the couch, your taste putting him in a trance that he never wanted to get away from. he wanted to taste you on his tongue forever, and he made that obvious in everything he did.

he made it his duty to make sure that you understood that you could feel every bit of his love through how aggressive and hard he was eating you out. he knew that he was going hard but that's what made it fun, that's what made you realize how good of a man your boyfriend was. now you wish he was your husband, but that will change very soon. his messy work on your pussy had you reeling and keening, he knew exactly how to please you and it made you feel so good knowing that he cared this much.

"mm, choso, baby, 'm close," you cooed, grabbing his head and pushing it more into your vagina. he obviously didn't oblige, getting as much of you as he could on his tongue. you came undone a few seconds after that, crying out his name as you covered his face with your fluids. he was surprised how he didn't cream his pants right then and there, but he didn't, which meant he was going to fill you up with all his kin.

he slurped and licked everything he could, some falling around his chin and down his neck. he could feel how you clenched your thighs around him too as you came, which got him even more excited. you were too much for this man, he couldn't contain himself when he was around you. so, after a few minutes of drinking up your juices he freed himself from your grasp, panting like a dog as he stared at you through lustful eyes. his gaze was like a hungry wolf to a poor sheep, you being the sheep in this scenario. he wanted to devour every bit of you, never let you go until all the meat was consumed off your bones.

though, he needed some help as well.

choso grabbed you by under your armpits and picked you up like it was nothing, ultimately making you gasp and blush at the sheer shock of your boyfriend carrying you around like a ragdoll despite your added weight. that made you curl up in his arms as he carried you to your shared bedroom, laying you down on the bed and going to slide off his soaked boxers. his cock sprang out of its prison and hit above his belly button, making you gulp. no matter how much you had taken his cock, the size still shocked you every time. now it was getting serious.

he crawled onto the bed and in between your legs, hooking them up on his shoulders and lining his tip with your quaking hole. you realized how much weight he was actually putting on his shoulders so you tried to move your legs, but he stopped you by holding your calves tightly. "babe, your legs weigh so much less than what i squat. you're not gonna hurt me," he smiled, you about to respond until he shoved his full length deep inside you, your noises sounding like music to his ears.

the thrusts were slow, deep, appreciative of your tight walls and gushing pussy. he would lean down and kiss your lips, softly massaging your skin as his cockhead kept kissing the tip of your cervix. "such a tight fuckin' pussy, my pussy, holdin' my kids," he groaned into the kiss, you responding with a strained noise as he thrusted particularly deep inside you. you loved the dirty talk, it was so good and it had you clenching around him once again. he sucked in his lips at this, wincing and holding back a groan of pleasure.

after a minute of this however, he started to drive inside you a bit faster. you of course didn't complain, you were starting to get close to your 2nd orgasm. choso wasn't close however, despite how much pre-cum was leaking inside you. he wanted to make you cum so many times, splash your insides white with his seed and make you a mother of his children. so, a rough finger pad went to your clit, rubbing it to the speed of his thrusts, which slowly increased with time.

the noise that escaped you was pitiful, making choso's mind churn with thoughts of wanting to just impregnate you so deep that you would be pregnant with triplets, quadruplets even. he looked down at your face, god you were beautiful. lashes fluttering, thick long braids splayed all over the pillow, chocolate brown skin covered in a thin layer of sweat from the pure sex you two were having. he loved how hot you looked like this, your loud moans echoing throughout the room fueling him to go faster.

choso kept your legs up as his heavy balls slammed against your ass, the claps getting louder and louder with each thrust. they were soft yet so aggressive, like something had possessed him to just give it to you dirty. but, you didn't have a single ounce of a complaint, he always did you so right because he knew just how to please you, no other man could.

you were getting closer by the second, his rough thrusts and his fast rubs on your clit were sending you higher and higher. he knew this so he kept going, giving it to you exactly how you wanted it. he praises never stopped though, he kept making you feel good, physically and mentally.

"god, such a good pussy, and just f'me." "such a pretty girl with pretty moans, would make a good mother of my kids." "good girl baby... just keep going back on me like that."

his lips never stopped moving, which was very rare during sex. he wasn't very talkative but he was very vocal, voicing to you every noise you made him express due to you and your wonderful body. it turned you on even more, how much he was talking to you and how good he could talk to you. it had you clenching around him harder, throwing your head back and creaming his cock for the second time that night. he bit his lip and rocked his hips through your orgasm, making your noises grow and grow until they died down.

you didn't even notice choso stall inside you until his cum started to pour into you, thick creamy globs pumping inside you for almost a minute. he groaned and leaned down, panting into your neck as he finished in you. "godddd baby, pussy milkin' me dry, fuck," he moaned, you holding his back and marking it with your nails as he finished.

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after your session was finished (it took all night) you were held in his arms, none of you asleep as your company was enough to keep you awake. however, your boyfriend got a little sneaky idea, so he sat up with you in his arms and looked down at you. "babe, come with me to my art room," he said, not letting you decide as he picked you up, walking over to the art room that was all the way near the garage and into the room next to the garage door.

he sat you down on a chair he had in the room, it was covered in dried paint but it was also covered by a clean towel. he went over to his potter lathe and cleaned it off with a piece of leftover wood he had from a previous project of his. you were confused as to why he was currently setting up his wheel but you didn't question it, you learned that the first year you two were together. also, heads up, but you were both naked and he didn't have anything to wipe his hands off with. but, he had a sink in the room as well, since it was an old bathroom before he revamped it but kept the sink.

he grabbed some clay from on his shelf that he had let sit for almost a week, using his strength to slice it up and smash together. he continued this until he had the perfect amount/consistency, looking back at you with a sweaty face. "baby, can you spread your legs just a little? for this next piece i want it to be inspired by you and how good you look with my kin spilling out of you," he remarked oh so nonchalantly, making you blush extremely but you obliged nonetheless. he smiled and started up his lathe, wetting the clay just a little first before starting to sculpt.

it took a good few hours to get every meticulous crease, every indent and every curve on your gorgeous body and you didn't have to do much but just sit there. the chair had a back so you were fairly comfortable, so you fell asleep in a little under thirty minutes. that was more than enough for him to be able to manipulate your body and turn you every which way he oh so desired.

the piece was done in under three hours to get your exact body shape, the clay in your exact shade of skin tone and he had to carefully take it off the wheel before getting a blow dryer and drying it manually. after it dried he got his little knife and cut all the pieces to get every detail of your body as an exact replica. while you were asleep, he softly grabbed your body to see what he was missing, getting every piece down until it was completed.

when he had finished, it was over five hours worth of work he had done just for you. he would keep this replica of you in his office as a reminder of you, a reminder of how beautiful you were to him and how your body was even better. he let the clay dry as he washed his hands off, drying them with a towel he had left in here before picking you up, carrying you to your shared bed.

he laid you down and laid down right next to you, cradling you in his arms before falling asleep, safe and sound.

"choso, why the fuck is there a replica of me in your art room with your cum comin' out of me?"

"it was a surprise, you weren't supposed to know..."

"surprise for who?"

"...me."

"CHOSO!"

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[didderd]

he kiss you this time :>

(this was inspired by the tags in this reblog from @robobbin :3)

[fullsunised]

hii!! can i request maybe scenarios or bullet points (whichever you like) of things dreamies would do with their partner? like fluffy and all. ty btw i like what you write <3

𝙉𝘾𝙏 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈¹⁹: 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨

genre: fluff

trigger warnings: none

a/n: well hope this is what you wanted and thank you for loving my work </3 i love you sm. I did the top 3 things types and have included like affection types as well bro idfk what I made anyways. jungkook is so leng bro.

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late night calls. cause he's so busy, he absolutely adores talking to you over calls especially after a long day. just the thought of you being there for him is enough for him. yall just be talking about anything fr, from gossips, complains to how the day has been going, anything fr.

music. making music, listening to music, writing lyrics all that. he loves spending time with you doing what he loves the most- if you share the same passion, that's great because he's coming to you for help a lot and that. sharing playlists, listening to your favourite songs.

calling each other dude and bro. those are endearing terms for both of you. it's funny how easily you two do it, making everyone else doubt if you're actually dating but nah that's so normal in your part. you'd be calling him dude and bro everytime you have to make a point and him doing the same to catch your attention. of course there are occasional baby, and babe slipped in.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡 𝗛𝗨𝗔𝗡𝗚 ❞

painting skies with you. bro loves the company of you and the setting sun, calms his mind like no other. your sessions consist of you two making fun of each other's drawings, talking about life, future, present- or sometimes its just quiet, where yall are enjoying each other's presence.

watching moomin. even if you aren't actually watching it, the show just plays in the background while you two talk softly. these usually happen during nights, right before both of you are about to sleep. yk just the peace and quiet, with moomin in the background. thats it, that's heaven for him.

holding hands. he loves it man. just how perfectly your hands fit in his. he's just going about on his day, your hand in his when he suddenly kisses your hand, happy that you're by his side all the time, even if not physically. his favourite type of pda.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

gyming. although he isn't much into working out all the time, he loves going to the gym with you. like one of them routines yall have atleast thrice a week to keep both of you fit. he helps you with your workouts, and that.

watching anime. considering how bro loves one piece, yall be watching it most of the time (me fr). it wouldn't be just one piece it would be a lot of airing animes, that you two talk to your fans about on lives causing them to ship you two lmao.

having your arms around him. this is not an activity but boy loves it when you rest your arms on him or like touch him even slightly. makes him feel secure, and confirms the fact for him constantly that you're there for him.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

gaming. boy is gaming 24/7, so he expects you to do so with him as well. both of you are either competing with each other, or teaming up to beat others but either way that's his favourite pass time activity to do with you.

you sitting on his lap. just like how jeno likes you touching him constantly, my sun likes you on his lap especially on those days when you are lazy and don't feel like gaming, he loves you on his lap, watching him play while giving him ideas and that. boy plays 200 times better like that.

making playlists. yall would probably have like a playlist for every occasion and situation. oh someone is crying, play the sad songs, someone is mad play the angry playlist..yall do this so much that others find you bare annoying but it's your source of entertainment.

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cooking. you'd cook, he'd watch- or he'd cook you'd watch, or both of you will cook and make a mess out of the whole kitchen but in the end yall will be making dishes that are meant for the books- cooking is a natural talent for you two. he's on a day off, he's over your house and you two are cooking every meal for the day together.

watching horror films. you know how much he loves watching them. even if you're scared to death, he'd make sure you sit, tugging onto his arm while he watches it with no soul whatsoever. like what's the point of watching it, he loves ridiculing you and cooing at your cute self everytime you get scared.

baby talking. constantly. every single time. all the week. boy just speaks like that naturally, and being around him most of the time had you develop this alien ability. you despise doing it but do it unconsciously. his members eye you two weirdly as soo as you start doing that.

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basketball. even if you suck, you'd be on your way home and boy is gonna see a court, pulls the car, and plays a match with you. loves making fun of you for your mistakes, would even take multiple videos of you playing and posting it on his insta or weibo.

touching knees. bro that's so hot, but listen he needs that physical contact. if you're ever sitting next to each other, instead of being over the top with holding hands or sm like that, he'd subtly just lean his leg towards you, and you do the same until your knees touch. reassurance you get me.

learning girl group choreos. New song is out, he's sharing it with you, with a comment saying 'let's learn this'. or you are blasting tiktoks onto his account, sharing one for every dance you want to learn. and then, at home yall play the song and teach it to yourselves, later uploading it

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netflix. watching every show there is on that streaming site. yall don't even hesitate with what you have to watch, just find smth and play it- and definitely get invested in the show. that's how jisung knows almost every show to exist. because you force him to watch them all with you.

nuzzling into necks. his favourite thing of all time bro. even if he's meters tall than you, he's plopping himself onto your lap, and nuzzling his head into your neck. down bad fr. he loves breathing in your scent, makes him feel safe fr.

comparing sizes of hands. bro is laughing at you for how small your fingers are, but internally he's dying of cuteness. how can you be so cute bruh. boy is taking pictures like multiple to save them as his lockscreen and that.

©️FULLSUNISED.

[longeyelashedtragedy]

send me a character and i’ll list:

Mikel!

oooh, this is an interesting one

i once told a friend, i forget who, that Mikel is what an AI would spit out if i gave it a bunch of traits i find desirable in a man. and fitting for an AI, mikel isn't actually someone i want in that way, if that makes sense? he's kind of...uncanny valley. off-putting. not quite "inscrutable," but, hmmm. sort of like his life partner granit, he's unlike anyone else out there, but in a very different way than granit is.

favorite thing about them: the passion, the stubbornness, the slight insanity, the toothy-grinned charisma. i think he'd be a great politician, which is a compliment in a sense that i love politicians in an academic sort of way (hate them in practice, with very few exceptions). the behind the scenes machinations re: auba's departure in all or nothing were kind of terrifying and fascinating at once. also, what he did for granit literally brings me to tears. it's the disney love story that disney love stories want to be. oh, also his ass. what the fuck kind of workouts is he doing

also random fun fact: his older sister is a bougie artist who lives in mallorca year-round

least favorite thing about them: a) what he's doing to aaron ramsdale. b) that he's a native speaker of euskera but he's NEVER spoken it anywhere. it is a beautiful language and i'd love to hear him speak it. mikel, your less hot counterpart xabi has spoken it in interviews, get on it

favorite line:

brotp: xabi alonso! i don't really ship them romantically, but i do love that they've known each other for so long and their lives periodically intertwine, like right now with granit.

notp: kloppteta (i don't really ship kloppo with anyone, sry guys!)

otp: runners up: pepteta, & mikel and tim cahill back in everton (they...TRULY were a force of nature in those olde interviews)

The winner...

XHAKARTETA

maybe, in some ways, The Best OTP Of All Time (*aside from rakidrić). it's everything, everything.

i write about it a lot on here from the perspective of what Xhakarteta did for granit, and will do that again in my granit ask. i think it wasn't as obvious specifically what it did for mikel until granit left and mikel really seems to have lost his marbles a little. i have the feeling that mikel doesn't fully respect that many people, or trust that many people, and i think his utter and complete respect/trust for granit was a relief to him, and having granit around as his true equal did more for his stability than he knew.

plus they're gorgeous together physically. imagine their kids! like. damn. they'd also speak some of the coolest languages on the planet.

xhakarteta is weird because i bash on my own writing a lot, but i'm really satisfied with how i write and interpret them. i give them that little exciting something extra 😈

random headcanon: mikel probably has the most basic milquetoast liberal politics on the planet

unpopular opinion: he looked better with the Rangers-era long hair and he needs his earring back! i don't know how unpopular that is on tumblr, but i think it's unpopular with him lol

song i associate with them: i have a couple, but as with most footballers my song associations are kind of on superficial levels (franko and my movren mix being the exceptions)

bulería by david bisbal - wrong part of spain, but this song goes harder than any song should be going, and i love the DRAMA, and also that line -- "quiero ser tu calma y tu tempestad" -- i want to be your calm and your storm -- That's Xhakarteta !!!

favorite picture of them: ok, i'm sure at least one person will predict what i'm going to choose:

-2004, glasgow. so many photos i could have picked, but at the same time like...yeah!

[observeowl]

Admit it N.R

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: R has to take certain measures to make sure Natasha admits she is sick and takes her medicine

Your POV The alarm rang and you turned over to shut it. It was way earlier than you would normally wake up. Cap wanted to have a group training today so he pushed everyone’s training to the morning.

“Mm… Good morning.” Nat sighed beside me. 

“Morning darling.” I said, giving her a kiss on the forehead. It felt warm, too warm in fact. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, why?” Nat looked at me questionably. 

“You’re a bit warm, I think you’re slightly under the weather.” I said to her directly, knowing she would swerve the other way. 

She just chuckled and shook her head. “No, I'm not.” Her face was a shade of light pink. She may be able to hold back her blush but she won’t be able to stop the heat from getting to her face. 

She started sneezing and I gave her the side eye. “I must have heard wrongly.” 

“You did.” Nat said as she threw me my workout clothes. 

“You better have taken the medicine when I get down.” I said as I changed into them. 

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When I got down, there were lots of people at the dining table eating their breakfast seeing how it was a group training. People used to come down at random times of the day and the table was less crowded. 

Some of them were eating breakfast, some of them were reading the newspapers. Great time to put my plan into action. “Have you taken your medicine, Nat?” 

Everyone in the room went silent and turned to the redhead. She was never one to be sick and let alone admit it. Nat glared at me for outing her, but I stood my ground and waited for an answer. The tension grew so thick that whoever was eating wolfed down their food and those reading had already left. 

“Alright, kiss me if you’re not sick, on the lips.” I challenged her. 

To my surprise, she actually did. So she’s fine with passing her sickness to me or did she really think she’s not sick? 

While everyone was warming up and stretching, I kept an eye on her and I made sure she knew I was looking at her and she was not in the clear yet. 

Since it was a group training, we kept switching partners every fifteen minutes and each time I came back to Nat, she was not doing well. In fact, I wouldn’t be lying if I said she was doing the worst here. She was heavier on her feet and her reaction was a lot slower.

“Still want to say you’re not sick?” I pinned her down again in our latest swap. She rolled her eyes as I pulled her back up. 

“AHchoo, ahCHOO.” She groaned as I turned to face her. There’s no denying it now everyone has heard it. 

I grabbed her arm and waved Steve off who was coming to check on her. Additional attention was only going to make things worse, I can’t get her to admit it if there were people watching. Steve knew what I was getting at and returned to the rest. 

I brought Nat to the kitchen and anyone could see she was getting sluggish by the minute. “One last chance to admit you’re sick.” 

Nat sighed. “I’m just tired.” I really thought she was going to admit she was sick this time, she was being unbelievably stubborn today. 

While she was distracted making herself a smoothie, I took a swing of the medicine and spun her around for a kiss. She was caught off guard as I released the liquid from my mouth to hers. I pulled her closer to me so she couldn’t back off and was forced to swallow the liquid. 

“Seriously?” 

“This is the only kiss you’ll be getting for a while.” I took my own share of medicine as a precaution. “Don’t bother finding me. I’ll be in my own room and you’ll be in yours.” I said and left Nat standing alone in the kitchen. 

[stargazer-sims]

For Victor and Yuri... 🍭 What's something they can never agree on (big or small)? 🤍 What is their favorite or most admired quality in the other? 🥡 What does a relaxing night in look like for them? 🍫 Who is more likely to steal the other's clothes? What are their favorite items to steal? (Caroline said I had to ask that one)

Thanks for the ask @changingplumbob !

hehehe... naturally Caroline would need a full explanation & justification for the whole clothes-borowing situation. She needs everything she can get to support her position on borrowing Forest's clothes. 😆

Victor & Yuri Okamoto-Nelson

🍭 What's something they can never agree on (big or small)?

Green vegetables. Yuri does not like broccoli, spinach, kale, brussels sprouts, celery or peas, and Victor has been on a never-ending quest to get him to eat them without literally whining and complaining. Victor is on a lifetime quest of getting Yuri to eat a healthy and balanced diet in general (and sometimes just to eat, full stop). In fact, most of their ongoing disagreements are connected to food and eating. Yuri is a lot better than he used to be when it comes to his relationship with food, but he still struggles with eating-related anxiety and he's still extremely picky and of course he still has dietary restrictions connected to his chronic illness. Victor, on the other hand, loves food and will happily eat just about anything. Yuri says, only half-jokingly, that simply watching Victor eat makes his stomach hurt sometimes.

🤍 What is their favourite or most admired quality in the other?

Victor most admires Yuri's resilience and his courage. He just keeps going, even when he's exhausted and in pain, and he hasn't let his disability stop him from getting the most out of life that he can. Victor is a great admirer of perseverance and bravery in general, but he thinks Yuri is one of the most courageous people he's ever known.

Yuri most admires Victor's empathy and compassion. Victor has a big heart and definitely a tender one, and he has this amazing capacity to trust others and care about everyone he meets. Yuri is convinced this makes Victor a far better person than himself, as he really struggles to trust others or let people get close to him.

Yuri also admires Victor's gentleness. He knows exactly how physically strong and powerful Victor is, and how much bigger than him Victor is, but somehow Victor manages to contain all of that. Yuri trusts him completely, both in intimate situations and for personal care when he needs it, and given that Yuri is a survivor of domestic partner violence from another relationship, the fact that he's able to place that much trust in Victor says just as much about Victor's empathy and gentleness as it does about Yuri's bravery.

🥡 What does a relaxing night in look like for them?

Their relaxing nights in usually depend on whether Victor can calm down long enough to stay in one place for more than ten minutes at a time. Usually, a relaxing evening can't start until Victor burns off some excess energy with a workout in their basement fitness room. After that, they'll enjoy a bath together, and they they might play video games, or cuddle on the sofa and watch TV, or cuddle in bed and take turns reading to each other.

🍫 Who is more likely to steal the other's clothes? What are their favourite items to steal?

Yuri is more likely to steal Victor's clothes. Victor is so much bigger than Yuri that it's impractical for him to steal anything of Yuri's other than a hat or scarf. Yuri, on the other hand, will wear almost anything of Victor's, with the possible exceptions of pants and shoes.

Yuri is 165cm compared to Victor's 187cm, and he's tiny. He's the person who goes into a menswear shop, sees something he likes and unironically asks the salesperson if they have it in extra small, so you can imagine any clothing that he borrows from Victor usually hangs off him and makes him look like a little kid wearing his parents' things.

His favourite things to borrow from Victor are hoodies and sweaters. He likes to think of them as a small, wearable blanket. But he'll also happily wear Victor's t-shirts, shorts (the ones with drawstring waistbands so they stay on him) and socks around the house, and he's been known to sleep in a stolen pair of boxer-briefs.

Victor actually loves it when Yuri wears his clothes. He thinks its adorable.

[it-happened-one-fic]

Cha-Cha - Wasn't Necessarily a Bad Different - Strictly NRC Dancing

Author Notes: I had so much trouble with this one. Not because of the dance, but actually because of the character. That's the main reason I'm posting two tonight. I feel nervous about this fics quality in particular. The ending pose for this fic's dance came from  Apollo Ohno and Julienne Hough’s Cha-Cha to “Push it” on Dancing with the Stars. Just like the rest of this AU/series the reader is female for this fic. I hope you enjoy!

If you would like to read more this AU/series, the fics can be found here: Strictly NRC Dancing AU Master-List

Type: Dance AU/ female reader/ fluff/ platonic

Word count: 716

Frankly, when I found out I was going to be dancing with Vargas for the cha-cha class, I was worried. While I considered Ashton Vargas to be a great many things, a dancer was not one of them. 

It was true that Vargas had assisted in teaching me for some of the past dance classes, as well as having taught the boys. But even with that knowledge, I still found myself hesitating at the thought of performing alongside the boisterous P.E. teacher.

Our choreography practice turned out to be quite the pleasant surprise, though. Not only did it turn out that Vargas could be quite light on his feet, it also just so happened that he was a fair bit of fun. 

Apparently NRC’s ever-passionate coach viewed dance as one of the world’s many ways to train muscles and offered me a rather grand amount of praise for having participated in all of the classes. 

In fact, his praise was so profuse that I didn’t really have it in me to tell him that I really didn’t have a choice in the matter of whether or not I took all of the dance classes or not.

But none of that really mattered by the time of the performance. I was here to dance with Vargas, and that was final.

Vargas met me with a grin as I walked over to where he stood out in front of the judge’s table. I smiled slightly back at him before shifting so I was standing a few feet away from him. 

Beginning a dance separate from my partner did feel sort of strange, especially considering who my partner currently was.

 While it may be true that Vargas wasn’t nearly as bad of a dancer as I’d expected, it was also true that dancing with him was kind of odd.

Throughout choreography practice, he’d waxed rhapsodic on the benefits of training muscles and how different exercises had different benefits. All of which was true but was also… A rather awkward conversation topic to be held for that long.

This time he was silent, though, making me wonder if he’d gotten caught between Crewel and Trein as they bickered for the thousandth time as to whether the dance was called “cha-cha” or “cha-cha-cha.”

Nonetheless, as soon as the pounding beat started, we began dancing across the floor with short, quick steps. It was almost odd seeing Vargas twist his hips as much as the cha-cha, or even cha-cha-cha, required.

Just looking at him, you’d expect him to be rather stiff and awkward simply due to how, well, muscley he was. In reality, he was actually quite smooth with his motions and was seemingly used to dancing, which did corroborate his claims of using dance as an exercise.

I suppose if one thought of dancing as an exercise, it wasn’t odd to think that our muscle-obsessed teacher would practice it. 

It was odd to be dancing to one of his workout songs, though…. 

But the timing was correct, and, well, something about the bright-eyed look he’d given me when I’d first been informed of his song choice made it almost impossible to argue with the man. 

Even though it was my test, not his.

I had to admit, though, that the longer we danced, the more my smile became genuine and I started to laugh. There was something amusing about dancing with Vargas that I couldn’t quite place. It felt almost like I was dancing with a weird uncle.

But then, if I’d gained anything from these classes outside of the skills to dance in almost any situation, it was that I’d gotten to know the staff of Night Raven College. And I couldn’t say that I was upset about that.

After all, they were just as zany as my classmates.

By the end of our dance, I was barely holding back my laughter. In fact, as soon as the final beat of the drums sounded, I folded forward, laughing as he supported me with one hand from behind and laughed along with me. Looking at the judges, I could see each of them grinning as well. 

This dance had, undoubtedly, been far different than dancing with any of the other staff members of NRC. But it wasn’t necessarily a bad different.

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[absentcaryatid]

ATEEZ Reaction to Your Chest Being Uneven

A gender neutral fanfic by AbsentCaryatid

The reader has been hiding from their romantic partner the fact that their chest is more developed on one side than the other. I present one way the members of ATEEZ might react. This is not smut but instead written to be reassuring from someone who has the experience of visible asymmetry and it has never been an issue.

432 words, Content note: some are lightly suggestive but still rated safe for all tumblr using ages

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Hongjoong would deliver a chaste kiss above each side when you confess your anxiety about being uneven to him. Hongjoong then would promptly fall asleep on your chest and much later wake up, happy to be there no matter how great your disparity.

Seonghwa would insist he is not with you for your body but for your personality. “No matter what, I still I think you are perfect just as you are.” As you stare into his flawless eyes, you understand completely.

Yunho would respect your emotional impact from being lopsided. “I am not going to tell you how to feel about your chest and will support you if you wish to have cosmetic reduction on one side or enlargement on the other. Please know though, that I find your appearance charming. You don't love me any less for my uneven smile and I feel exactly the same way about you.”

Yeosang would be over the moon and have a lot to say. “You are warning me because you are going to let me see your chest? How could I have any complaints about that step in our relationship?” Ever the scientist, Yeosang would also be a researcher and come back to you with facts. “Now that I have read up on the subject, I learned it is common to be asymmetrical. Estimates vary, but one doctor cited 90% of people with developed breasts have at least a 15-20% difference in volume, and truly if your measurement is precise enough nobody is actually identical. A mismatch can happen to any gender if muscles get a regular workout on one side more than the other. The difference may be more noticeable on you than others, but it is very normal and nothing to feel bad about.”

San would pointedly tell you some of his stuffed animals are small and others are large, but they are all equally loved and worth cuddling.

Mingi would have nothing to say if you draw it to his attention, merely joyfully diving back in to shower you with snuggly affection. Despite wanting to be supportive, Mingi would probably never even notice the size difference between sides of your chest.

Woooyoung's delighted and overly loud proclamation that a variety pack is a plus would be overheard by the whole dorm. Then comes the shared laughter as he discovers, “Look at this. I can make my hand look big or small depending which side I hold it over!”

Jongho would be warmly reassuring with the confirmation, “I love everything about you. How could I not love your chest as well?”

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Masterlist of stories

[frostfall-matches]

[ matchmaking... ]

@shadow-wolf-03 : [ match report ready ]

your match is…

✦ Kuroo Tetsuro

Kuroo has gotten to know plenty of people with not-so-great social skills. He wouldn’t have much of a problem getting to know you, either. While he isn’t a total social butterfly type, he doesn’t mind chatting with classmates that he sits next to, or with friends of friends. Since you’re more closed off with strangers until you get a better idea of them, he has no issue approaching you first to kick off a conversation. When it comes to your initial RBF he might approach you a little more gingerly at first as he’s trying to get a feel for you, but when he realizes that you’re more so just awkward and bad at conversation, he interacts with you much more casually and comfortably. I think he’d quickly catch on to the fact that he could pester you and tease you to get a reaction out of you - whether you react in annoyance or turn the teasing back on him.

He’s attracted to how confident, honest, and curious you are when you finally open up. The way that you carry yourself and live unabashed around your friends is so refreshing to him! You’re smart and you have no problem tackling complex ideas and concepts - and you’re more than happy to talk about stuff you’ve learned, which he returns in kind (because he’s kind of a nerd himself). And sure, while you might bottle up your negative emotions and prefer to only express them if you’re by yourself, you tend to let positive ones linger and you’re happy to share that with him and your other friends.

While Kuroo can absolutely get into some shenanigans, he’s pretty responsible and level-headed overall. Which means… you’d likely happily take off with some wild idea that suddenly came to you. And Kuroo will just let you do your thing, too; perhaps even encourage it. It’s funny to watch you let loose, and sometimes if it seems like his type of fun, he’d participate! (The only exception to this would be if he thinks whatever you’re up to is particularly dangerous - in which case, he absolutely will give you a whole speech on why you shouldn’t be putting yourself in harm’s way and asking if you seriously think you could get out of everything unscathed, lol).

On a similar note, he may very well end up nagging you a bit. This primarily comes up when you start slacking on taking care of yourself, not keeping yourself hydrated, pushing your limits too far without appropriate rest… He definitely comes across as a disappointed father. Due to how observant he is, Kuroo actually gets pretty good at figuring out early signs that you’re pushing yourself too hard. Any attempts you might make to appeal to his lenience are moot. The only thing that will end his nagging is if you actually start keeping up on your self-care and being more mindful of slacking on it in the future.

He is always down to exercise with you if you’d rather not exercise on your own. Half the time it ends up with the two of you playing volleyball or some other sport together because it’s fun and it lets the both of you get a little competitive with each other in a fun, casual way. But a more typical workout is just fine with him, too! It keeps him in shape and it’s a bit more focused than just playing around together. Kuroo likely has a set exercise regimen through high school that he sticks to, and he’s just fine working out by himself, or with you if you decided you wanted to accompany him.

Kuroo is responsive and active in conversation, but is happy to have a partner who loves to talk. Conversations are much more immersive and entertaining if both people make mindful contributions, in his opinion, and it’s something he’d really like to have in a partner. That said, he loves when you start rambling on some topic that your mind has been chewing on, and he thinks it’s funny (but endearing) when you’ve suddenly switched to a completely different topic from one sentence to the next. Interestingly enough, Kuroo is pretty damn good about making the connections between topics and while he might not have the full context, he rolls with it just fine.

Verbally, he is quite affectionate. Much of his affection comes in the form of teasing and lighthearted banter, but he also makes it a point to give you genuine, sweet compliments. He has no problem telling you how much he loves you, all the little things you do that he’s fond of. Kuroo is also great at showing his support and giving pep talks (volleyball captain role shining through, lol) whenever you may need them. Because of how reliable and competent he is, he’s not used to people doing things for him - so he’d be pleasantly surprised at your preferred ways to show your affection for him. He’s tickled pink when you go out of your way to make sure he has a little extra something to snack on during the day, or when you help him pack before training camps or games. Any physical affection you give him, he returns in full - he loves meeting you after practice, or after work in the future, and being able to wrap you up in a tight hug that you return with the same enthusiasm.

Overall, Kuroo has traits that you like in others. He’s capable and willing to speak his mind, is confident and has no qualms standing up for himself (and others), and he’s receptive to criticism. He isn’t the captain of the Nekoma volleyball team for no reason, after all. On top of this, he’s able to read people well, and thinks it’s important for people to be able to manage and express their emotions in healthy ways. This means he’d perhaps have a positive influence on you, as you tend to have difficulty expressing your emotions through words as well as avoid being emotionally open and vulnerable.

[gingerjunhan]

Hello!

I was wondering if I could request gun-il and Jun han (separate) with a brown male reader? Like he's super strong and much bigger than them, but he's a sweetheart. And the guys aren't very much used to someone that looks like him.

I don't mind if it's gender neutral ^^

Please and thank you!

☆彡 Hi anon, thank you sm for the request! I kinda struggled with what style to write these in, so I hope they turned out how you wanted. I also chose to keep them gender neutral. If anything isn’t to your liking please don’t hesitate to let me know!

word count: 545 (roughly 260 each) | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: none :)

In my head, I view Gunil as a strong sweetheart- so I think the dynamic between the two of you would be perfect. Not only would you be a great couple, but you would also be best friends. I don’t think it would be hard to be taller than Gunil, since he doesn’t seem very tall- but I feel like Gunil would be absolutely thrilled to have a partner who is stronger than him! Seeing that Gunil is both the leader and one of the stronger members of the group, I think he would view a partner who is stronger than him as a sort of protector. He can finally let his guard down for once. He would admire the work you put in to maintaining your strength.

“Your hard work really pays off, my love. I swear you get stronger by the hour!”

I can see the two of you going on gym dates together for sure. They wouldn’t be “dates” per say, but Gunil would love to have you as a workout buddy. He would totally brag about you to the others.

I also feel like Gunil would find your darker complexion absolutely STUNNING. He would be so in awe of your natural beauty, and he would remind you of it constantly. He would practically worship you. Since Gunil went to a college in a pretty big city in the US, he probably has an appreciation for all types of people and how everyone is so beautiful and unique in their own ways. To Gunil, your overall beauty is truly unmatched by anyone else.

☆

Unlike Gunil, I think it would be pretty easy to be physically stronger than Jun Han. He might get teased for it by the others, but he couldn’t care less. He thinks the fact that you’re so strong is amazing, and he definitely considers you to be one of the strongest people he knows. Jun Han isn’t one for skinship, but behind closed doors I think that would change with his partner. He would trace shapes on your shoulders and arms in bed, softly praising you for your impressive strength. He would absolutely want to be held by his partner also. If he’s stressed or has had a bad day, nothing makes him feel more secure than being wrapped in your strong arms.

When it comes to your looks, I believe Jun Han would be the opposite of Gunil in the way that he shows his love for you. Don’t get me wrong, Jun Han thinks you’re one of the most attractive people he’s ever seen- I just think he would show it differently. He pays close attention to detail, so I think he would do things like take note of what colors you wear, and which ones complement your complexion the best; making sure to let you know how good you look.

“You look great in that color. Your skin was practically glowing.”

Jun Han is probably more used to seeing people that look like him, so this probably adds to your beauty in his eyes. He may not say it out loud much, but Jun Han is absolutely head over heels for you- quietly admiring you like artwork in a museum every time he gets the chance.

[dax117]

Ya know, what I can't seem to figure out, is the facts, I'm doing great in basically all aspects of life. Great Career prospects, kicking ass academically, I'm great at sex, respected professional and in friendships, great supportive healthy friend groups, taking antidepressants and feeling better about life, I workout, I eat well, I drink water, I can cook, clean, grow plants, charm people, I'm confident, I'm caring, I love passionately, I am financially stable. And that is just some of the things.

But somehow, I can't manage to for literally every reason date a guy. NO ONE. Period. No one likes me, at least a guy that I like. No one has been interested in me, I have been single, and wanting someone who wasn't someone to just take care of. I'm trying so fucking hard not to take care of my romantic partner. Because naturally I'm a caring nurturing person. But I don't want that in my relationship, ya know, trying not to be toxic. AND YET. My fine ass, great face, etc, can get someone to like me...

And keep in mind I'm fairly guarded with my heart and emotions. (The trauma) Anyways, so I finally start developing feelings for this guy, and we are at this party. I kiss him!!!! But not before one of my friends kisses him, he asked I said it was whatever bc I'm never jealous, and like we're all adults you can kiss whoever the fuck you want. And he for sure kisses my friend REALLY WELL. And when we kiss it is mediocre, he doesn't put effort in, And knows that he would rather be kissing my friend than with me. So that was weird and depressing.

Anyways, I've been single basically my entire life, and most of my college career. And I just want someone ...

[onestepbackwards]

Ace Anon:

Me: Thinks about that time I thought I might have to Resort into becoming a stripper in order to make end meat. (For some reason I trusted the fact that the bouncer would keep you safe and that I overheard somebody saying that it's actually a great means of exercise) I actually managed to teach myself some of the moves on the basement pole of my family house.

Me: lol Ingo would probably find this funny ( I was wrong and for some he wanted to see me do it which fair)

tTbh i wanted to get into pole dancing simply bc it DOES work out a lot of core muscles, and the dancing itself can be a good workout. I have a few friends who are into it just for the workout. BUT I did NOT want to deal with dancing in clubs in case something nasty happened. I knew too many horror stories from my towns local club. But it’d be something I’d enjoy showing close friends and partners if I ever actually learned it. Poor Ingo probably wouldn’t be able to handle it. He’d be blushing bright red like a tomato

[7ndipity]

Hiii ! Hope you're having a great day sofar. I love your work your really an amazing writer and I was hoping you would do the shipping thing for me please?

Appearance: 5'6 (168cm), long straight brown hair,light blue eyes ,athletically built ,pretty big thighs and big butt (lol) not very big bust (I'm like a B-cup)and I wear glasses.

Zodiac: Virgo

About me :INTFP, I am like 60/40 with this one more one the introverted side though and I loveeeeeeeee animals ,my favourire animals are dogs or koalas. I don't mind waking up early but I go to bed at like 11 in the night. I do kickboxing as a professional sport and I am pretty good at it (even though I lowkey have anger issues,not that bad though) I am a big formula 1 fan and I love watching UFC figths with my dad . I also love working out outside of the kickboxing.I also love listening to music (mostly rap and pop and kpop)and I like to paint or draw in my free time. And I don't have an favourite colour (if I had to choose probably blue or black).

Clothing style: Black workout clothes like 70% of the time,I like baggy clothes ,it's just so much more comfortable lol,I constantly wear white nike sneakers or reebok sneakers and I loveeeee my black boots (doc martins) I also wear dresses sometimes depending o the weather but I prefer pants .

I hope this is enoung info and thank you so much for doing this have a great day!<3

Omg, I totally ship you with Jungkook, and also a little with Namjoon! Virgo signs vibe really well with each other, so think they'd both be a really good match on multiple levels.

You're like the female counterpart to Jk and I think he'd be soo into that! I really feel like he would really love a partner with similar interests and style as him, and the fact that you kickbox professionally?! (badass btw) like he would find that so impressive and attractive?! Man's simping fr🤭

Namjoon would also really appreciate someone with similar interests as him, especially music and fitness, so I think he would really love hanging out with you.

Hope this was okay💜

[emergentrelationshipcenter]

Are You Are A Slow Runner Who Has A Bad Relationship? If You Wish Both Of Those Things Were Different, Then Read This Article And Learn The Secret To Transform Both.

I recently read an article titled, “Do you think you run slow? Why being slow doesn’t matter,” written by Jeff Gaudette, founder of the website Runner’s Connect. At first, I thought it was really great for so many athletes who obsess about how slow they are or who criticize their efforts rather than giving themselves credit. Then later, while on a run, I thought about how the main concepts of this article mirrored my own approach to couples who want to create a better relationship.

My takeaway from this article was that there is a huge advantage in thinking positive.

According to Gaudette, most of his athletes show up to train saying two things: “I’m too slow” or “You won’t be able to help me.” Later, when thinking about this article, I thought, wow, that’s what most of my couples say or probably think. They either think that the relationship is terrible or that they cannot do anything to change it. They also compare their relationship to what they see on television or see on Facebook. Do people really share their struggles on social media? My guess is no — similar to how runners only post their highlight reels.

Gaudette goes on to say that he found that the speed of the athlete didn’t matter. Rather, they all struggled with the fear they were not good enough, which in turn, lead to self-deprecating comments and negative self-talk. His solution — the power of positive thinking. I really like this! In fact, it’s similar to what I say to my clients.

From a purely performance perspective, Gaudette says negative thinking negatively affects results. An athlete who has positive self-talk or thinking outperforms those who go into a workout with negative or self-critical thinking. He goes on to say running is the same, no matter how fast or slow you are. This means there is no difference between the runner who breaks 30 minutes for a 5k or the person who runs a 15-minute 5k. Gaudette says there is always someone faster.

So how does this relate to improving your relationship?

First, similar to sports performance, the way you think greatly affects your relationship. If you think your partner is lazy, doesn’t show affection, or doesn’t communicate well, then you start to act as if it’s true. It’s called a “self-fulfilling prophesy.” You might have heard of it. When you think something will happen, then you start to behave as if it did and then that behavior actually makes it happen. Whether you think you are a slow runner or have a bad marriage, you can make it happen!

Something to think about.

Have you ever had someone do or say nice things to you? How does it make you feel? My guess is that you feel good and want to be around them. It somehow even shifts your mood. That’s because positivity feeds off itself. The same is true about negativity. If your partner were to write you a note, bring you a cup of coffee, or go out of their way to do something nice for you, that would be a good thing! What effect would it have on you? What if you set the example and did something nice first?

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The next time you start to think about how terrible your relationship is or how everyone has a better relationship, you might do yourself a favor by thinking about what you can do about it and shift your focus. What you think about grows. Instead of doing or saying something critical, say something or do something loving. This will be tough, but it will work! I guarantee it.

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[theplantbish]

Anatude discussion time! Its hard for me to fathom that someone famous in his own country could become a working therapist. If I were his client I would be too starstruck to say anything. But i suppose he would be an excellent therapist for people in the public eye. He is also super motivational and would make a great fitness instructor! I am so devastated about this by the way. I wish I could attend the final concert but I live on the other side of the world.

In light of his departure from the music industry, tell me what is your favourite song on each album? It would be cool to do an Antti Tuisku bracket poll as well.

Some of my favourite songs are Valovuodet, Läpi jään, Et Ole Sellainen, Pois, Juuret (live version is 👌), henkimaailman asioita, and too many from his post En Kommentoi era to even list!

I saw a post a while back that was like "Imagine going to therapy and your therapist is Antti Tuisku" 😂 but he is very open, kind and understanding, so I'm sure he'll do well and be able to help a lot of people. Also some people might even be able to open up to him very easily since they feel some kind of connection to him already, vs seeing a therapist you know nothing about beforehand, if that makes sense.

I kinda wanna go see his last show, but on the other hand I don't. It would probably be too much for me mentally, there's gonna be tens of thousands of people there + the fact that it's his final show. I'm not really a festival person and I don't like big crowds. I saw him in my city a few weeks back, there were 7,000 people there and I loved every second of it ❤️

I had to think for a while about my favorite songs (and tbh look at the song lists of each album because I can't remember all of them, especially from the earliest albums haha) but I think this might be my list. Maybe. Possibly.

Ensimmäinen: Ota kuva

Antti Tuisku: Läpi jään

Minun jouluni: Jos sä meet

New York: Sekaisin (omg I can barely remember any of these songs just from the titles lmao)

Rovaniemi: Lämpö

Hengitän: Hengitän

Kaunis kaaos: Hyökyaalto (which is THE our song for me and my partner so it has a special place in my heart ❤️)

Minun jouluni 2: Avaruus

Toisenlainen tie: Rakkaus on

En kommentoi: En huuda sun perään OR blaablaa

Anatude: Tragedia OR Ihan tavallista mulle kuuluu OR Rahan takii

Valittu kansa: Mistä minä tiedän

Master workout EP: Bisnes OR Kipee

[thatoneguy031]

Noisy Introductions - Pt. 3

The stranger did as he was told, grabbing both the jar and the box, making sure to read the labels as well. Brown soo-gar? he read from the box, using his left hand to raise himself above the counter, and his right to toss the containers to Hertz. This smells nice. Very... sugary?

"Wow, you're really strong!" Hertz said excitedly. "What's your workout regimen? And you look so slim, too! You look so cool! And, I apologize for the sudden favor... I'm a bit short."

More words? the stranger wondered, feeling nearly overwhelmed with the new vocabulary that Hertz was throwing at him. What's 'cool' about me? I feel warm...

"Great! Now, let's get started!" Hertz began measuring the ingredients as he asked stranger to grab a large bowl. "Trust me, you're not gonna regret this, uh..." He paused, thinking about something important. "Ah... You've never told me your name, my guy. As a matter of fact, we've never introduced ourselves, have we? Well, my name is Hertz. How 'bout you?"

The stranger froze in his tracks. Name... Name... he thought, trying to remember his past. Come on, I know this! ...Do I even have a name? He remembered nothing... Except a number.

9.2.09b.

The stranger couldn't think of anything else besides that. It sort of frustrated him. Did he have a name? Was that number his name? Why was that number so important to him? And, most of all...

...Why can't I remember anything?! It was like everything about himself was just... erased, after a point. He remembers waking up to a kind of yellow, blurry figure, and having to hold a ball as some sort of "test". But, the stranger couldn't help but feel like something was... missing. He knew he existed before that point, but it was all a collection of vague, blurry images to him.

Helping him escape his thoughts, Hertz laughed. "No problem, my guy. Shy, aren't we? Hm... I know! I'll give you a nickname! I always wanted to do that! Let's call you... How about Indigo? Or Azure? Or Silver? Like, the element? Ooh, Trout could work as well... Or even Sharkie, for that matter. Oh, and get the strawberries out the fridge, would you? Oh, and the blueberries, as well-" Hertz suddenly stopped stirring, and he gasped. "How about... Big Blue! It makes so much sense!..."

The stranger seemed to ponder this as he grabbed the containers of fruit, and Hertz continued to talk about how clever his nickname for him was. Big Blue... Blue... I think it's nice. He nodded.

"Awesome! So it's settled! For the time being, I'll call you Big Blue! ...Or just Blue, if you're cool with that," Hertz said, returning to mixing the ingredients together, sprinkling in a bit more cinnamon just to make sure that their breakfast was really sweet.

Blue looked out the window. The sun was rising higher in the sky, but he could tell that it was far from its peak. The sky was a beautiful orange, with pink speckles peeking from behind the clouds, with the grass blowing in the wind as some people began heading outside. The scenery was very easy on his eyes. A new start... A new start? How did I start before?... Can't remember.

"Well, how about it?" Hertz said, nudging Blue in his shoulder. "Let's get crackin', partner!"