#it's not a big deal but it feels uncomfy to me a little

[sailing-ever-west]

in my sanji era (waiting tables at my job even though that's not really what my job is supposed to be and im grumpy about it)

[nyancrimew]

do you ever feel that people are a little parasocial with you? i keep noticing weird comments on some of your posts and i keep wondering how you feel about it lol

there are a lot of ppl who are very parasocial with me, both in a fan way and in a hater way, i think it's unfortunately an inevitability with having a big platform and public image and you eventually get sorta used to it even though its ofc not exactly great. i try to counter it a lot and like either subtly or very directly remind folks that like i am a different entity from the image they have of me in my head with everythign theyre projecting onto it and try to avoid feeding into parasocial things as much as possible, but it's still not entirely possible to avoid. but yea it doesnt rly make me that uncomfy anymore most of the time, but it can be odd to deal with

[fshaechans]

bf! haechan x fem reader

tags: smut, nsfw

wc: 840

warnings: mean dom! haechan, sub! reader, jealousy, manhandling, possessiveness, breeding kink (?), overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, hickeys/marking (slightly/once), thigh riding, slightly choking… (lmk if i missed something)

•not proofread

•dni/dnr if it makes you uncomfy.

•reposting!!!!

-“Do you think I didn't see the way he looked at you? I bet you enjoyed getting attention from him”- haechan says as soon as the two of you get home after a long day with his friends.

-"What are you talking about? Mark? love, of course not, we were just talking”

-“I saw you laughing at his unfunny jokes, he touching you “accidentally”

-“Hyuck, forget about it, it was no big deal”

-“Can't help but get a little angry when i see him look and touch you like that”

Haechan takes you by the wrist, taking you to the bedroom, throwing you on the bed and locking the door.

-"What are you doing?" you ask, but already knowing where all this is going to end, you might not admit it, but you love when haechan shows his jealous side, because almost every time it ends up with him fucking you without pity and after that, ends up with cuddling in bed and lots of kisses.

-“I want you to come sit here on my lap, wearing just your bra and panties, do you hear me? “- He speaks as he positions himself at the head of the bed fully dressed.

You just obey, taking off your shirt and shorts, leaving only the pieces he asked for and finally sitting on his lap.

-“Good girl, I know you love to rub yourself on my dick like a whore, don't you?-Haechan says holding your waist tightly, while you do the friction with back and forth movements.

You let out a groan, his words are turning you on even more.

-“Hyuck, I need to feel you”

-"Seriously? what you need to feel, tell me loud and clear”

-“You”- you say low hiding in his neck, he picks you up grabbing your neck making you look at him.

-"Look at me, didn't you hear when i said to say it loud and clear?"- he holds your waist again, but this time pressing you so you can feel how hard he is under the jeans he's wearing.

-“And you think you deserve my dick inside you?”

You don't respond since your mind is so consumed with the sensation and can’t process anything, until you feel a slap on your ass, which snaps you out of that trance and makes you arch your back.

-“You better fucking answer me y/n” - he slaps your ass again, this time harder.

-“Hyuck, you know i'm yours, only yours, please fill me up-“

-“Say it again”- he demand.

-“I'm yours”

-“That's right,nobody is allowed to touch you like this except for me.”

He puts his fingers inside your panties, running his fingers through your opening and massaging your clit.

-“Looks like i don’t have to be inside you to make you cum, you are so wet for me. I'm gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

He lifts you up for a moment to get you off his lap so he can unzip his pants and show off his hard cock.

-“Hmm, you are so big hyuck, oh my g-” you moan mid-sentence as you sit slowly on his cock, scratching your pussy out.

-“You can take it. Hands behind your back.”

Haechan gives you some strong thrusts while with one hand he plays with your right breast and puts the left one in his mouth, making circular movements with his tongue around your nipple.

-“Keep your eyes on me, see how I fuck you, only I can fuck you so well, he could never make you feel like this”

-“Haechan”- you moan loudly, looking like you're already close to reaching your climax, the thrusts getting deeper and faster, his words make you more and more aroused.

-“Louder. Let me hear you.” haechan speaks close to your ear, going down to your neck, kissing and leaving a slight hickey on your sensitive area.

-“F- haechan i'm so fucking close-“

-“Don’t hold back, cum for me, show me how much i make you feel good”

Your breathing starts to get a lot heavier than normal as you reach orgasm, but hyuck doesn't stop thrusting into you, which starts to overstimulate you.

-“Baby, too much!” you whimper from the overstimulation, making your thighs tremble and your body go weak, but hyuck catches you holding your waist.

After a few hard and deep thrusts, haechan comes inside you, making a mess and running some of his semen down your thighs, which he catches with his finger.

- "Open your mouth for me" you obey, cleaning and sucking his finger and tasting a little of his taste.

After both of you reach the limit, you fall over his body, which he hugs you, caressing your back and giving kisses on your face.

-“I love you so fucking much y/n. You're mine, and if i have to remind of that again, i will."

You nod and smile.

-“I love you, my sunshine”

-“Now let me take care of you, y/n”.

[rainydayathogwarts]

Not drunk

just a short little 500 word blurb this week while I'm working on a longer Emily Prentiss fic for next week.

James carried you up to his dorm, smiling slightly at the way you giggled, admiring his face. "You're so big and strong Jamesie" You slurred, allowing him to place you on his bed, throwing his sheets over you. "Mhmm?" James inquired, turning around to leave when he heard you mutter "Stay. Please." He grinned, moving the covers so he could join you under them, your arms immediately wrapping around his torso.

"You're so fluffy and cuddly." You murmured into his t-shirt. "I think you've had a little bit too much to drink tonight." You gasped. "'M not drunk!" James chuckled, nodding along. James looked down at you when he felt your fingertips graze his bare abdomen from under his shirt, raising his eyebrows at you. "Can you give me a kiss?" You whisper at him shyly, as though it was taboo.

"One kiss and you'll go to bed, right?" You hummed, nodding at him, not realising how much you disliked that negotiation. James bent his neck down to press his lips to your awaiting ones, and you hummed, one of your hands moving up to play with his hair. You deepened the kiss, pressing your body into his, feeling your boyfriend's hand come down to rest on your lower back, pushing you deeper into him. James pulled away from the kiss ever so slightly, but your lips had already begun wandering to his jaw and down his neck. "What happened to our deal there sweetheart?" He asked, giving up and letting you push him back so you could straddle his hips.

"What deal?" You echoed. James coughed to hide a moan, moving uncomfortably under you to try and hide his growing boner. He put his hands on your hips, completely stilling your movements and looked you straight in the eyes. "One kiss and then you'll go to sleep." He stated. You pouted slightly, sitting back directly on his dick, oblivious to how James tightly shut his eyes for a few seconds, breathing out deeply. "But I can't sleep without you." "I'll tell you what, I'll stay right here with you, but you have you try and sleep." You nodded, immediately moving to lay down on his bed, feeling the mattress dip down as he followed your movements, wrapping his arms around you to spoon you.

James let out a shaky breath when you moved your hips so your ass was pressed up against his hard-on, biting his lips when you let out a groan. "Mhm, Jamesie? Can you take my bra off. it's uncomfy." His eyes widened, hands immediately going to undo the clasp of your bra, getting somehow even harder when you moaned in comfort. "Tha's better, thanks baby." And luckily for him, you were asleep in mere minutes. He sat there contemplating for a second before he got up, rushing to the bathroom to finish himself off, panting above the sink.

In the morning, there was a note next to the bed saying "I'm sleeping in your dorm, couldn't risk getting hard again. xx J"

[moneymartin]

・❥・- one more?

summary: kate comes home tired and needy :( part two to this fic. build up drabble to part three

warnings: none! fluff cause its kate :3 this is kinda shorter than the last one soz. again, every divider is a skip. most are constant cuz im lazy. didn’t know how to end oops!!!

rpf dont read it if ur uncomfy thx

a/n: all yjs reqs r still itw soooo they’ll be out soon poopies 🙄 also my single part drabble for kate is lowk marinating in my drafts and i don’t have the motivation to finish it…

its been 5 months since you and kate finally ended up together. pretty long, right? but you two never really got the hang of this thing, especially after remembering how long those feelings between you two had been brewing up for. it was still hard for you to show up to her games and practice due to soccer season, and the second it ended, you showed up to nearly every single one of them.

“i really can’t come this time, baby, i told you!” you grumble while kate drags you across the dorm. they had their practice game at carver today but you couldn’t make it, which made kate upset. “dilanni is gonna kill me if i don’t show up.” your soccer team needed to show up together for this fundraiser, and it was during the offseason. fucking lame. you hated letting her down all the time but some things like this just needed to be done.

kate’s fingers grip at your sweater sleeve, her eyes soft, and lips slightly pouting. “can you please just say you feel sick!? you’ll finish quicker than i will and it’s not like they won’t let you in.” she begs and tugs a little at it. her height makes you a little overwhelmed but she’s slightly bent at the knees and trying to make herself seem smaller than she really is. “kate, its just practice. its not like its the final fours yet.” you sigh and make her stand up straight. your eyes dart to hers and you bring your hands up to cup her face. the way she leans into your touch makes your face flush up like never before.

“yeah, but you always show out! i know we’re still trying to keep this on the down low still but i love pointing at you in the crowd before i make a shot during our practices.” she complains, trying to pull her head away from your hands but you keep her in place like a vice. your thumb brushes up against her face and she sighs under her breath. all those shots that she makes have all been for you ever since. and you didn’t even know that. everything she did on the court was meant for you. “i’ll make a deal with you, okay?” your words make her feel a little bit better and she nods ecstatically.

“when you get back we can do whateverrrr you want to make you feel better about me not showing up. does that sound good?” you propose, the idea crossing your mind after you realize that she just wants to spend that time with you while her teammates try to piece together this big puzzle. none of them know other than caitlin, and they’re completely unaware of you and kate’s relationship. “yes! okay, deal! deal deal deal…!” she blurts out and smiles stupidly, leaning her head towards you again as a sign that she wants a kiss.

you give it and let go of her face, wrapping your arms around her waist quickly and pressing another big kiss to her cheek. “don’t work yourself too hard out there.” you breathe out and pat her back before letting go of it. “this fundraiser should only be an hour, trust me.” kate just shrugs and smiles again, less big but you still know that she’s pretty happy at your little proposition for when she gets back. the moment you walk out of that door, her face drops and she rubs awkwardly at the back of her neck. she’s alone now, and doesn’t know what to do. you’ve been with her for every game and every practice so she’s lost most of her motivation to go. “aw, dang it..”

after your little fundraiser, you come home exhausted and dreary when you realize kate is gone too. you two are exactly the same person, lost without one another. it’s cute but sometimes it’s hard. this whole relationship thing is such a different concept and it makes your head hurt. the lock clicks on the door and you dig through your closet, finding a pair of pjs and some small shirt kate likes seeing you wear for ‘some reason’. which is what she says every time you ask.

a quick change and your casual clothes scatter across the floor before you basically face plant into the pillows. a warm feeling fills up your body while you fall asleep, a feeling that seems different still without kate. you two always sleep and take naps together so this is another thing you have to get yourself used to.

the stupid fundraiser ran longer than it should have. at least another 30-45 minutes extra and you weren’t very prepared for it. kids were all over the place too and you were somewhat on babysitting duty? according to your teammates. you stood with all the kids for at least an hour and the questions they asked you were probably the stupidest things ever.

the sound of the door opening is what wakes you up, fingers instinctively rubbing your eyes and sitting up. you’re met with the sight of kate rummaging sluggishly through her backpack and taking out clothes. she mumbles out a small ‘hi’ and yawns, walking into the bathroom. the sound of the shower hits your ears and you just lay back down, trying to keep yourself awake to fulfill that proposal you made earlier.

a few moments after the shower turns off, the bathroom door opens and your mattress shifts in weight, a few drops of water coaxing you to open up your eyes. kate is sitting on the edge of the bed and she tucks herself in, burying her face into your neck. “how was practice?” you mutter, moving her wet strands of hair to sprawl out on the bed. she grumbles into your neck instead of instantly responding. “tiring, huh?” you ask.

“extremely.” she whispers breathily and looks up at you. kate’s eyes are slightly droopy and her lips are pursed. your arm wraps itself around her back and you tilt her head up with your hand, making her look up at you as you start rubbing her temples gently. kate’s eyes are opening and closing continuously while your fingers continue to massage her head and she huffs heavily a few times.

you push kate’s head into your neck again and slide your hands onto her shoulders, patting them gently to make her fall asleep easier. she doesn’t though. instead, she hoists her head up and quickly locks her lips with yours, grabbing your waist and holding herself up with her arms. her fingers are gripping at the bedsheets tight and she’s kissing you a little bit too hard. not that you mind, of course. “mmmf.. hey?” you pant and pull away from the kiss, making eye contact with kate and realizing where she’s placed her hands.

“i’m just kissing you.” kate mumbles and doesn’t even bother waiting for you to finish catching your breath. she kisses you again, propping herself up on her elbows and grabbing your arms to wrap around her waist. “y- yeah! but like… let me get a breather at least.” you laugh quietly. you’re still trying to catch your breath and the more you try to get away, the more persistent she becomes. “c’mon. you’re just sleepy, baby. get your butt to bed and you’ll be alllll good in the morning.” you smile and push her shoulders down.

kate ends up falling onto your body and her nose brushes up against your cheek, her lips running up and down your neck as she starts kissing all over it. “one more..” she rasps out and slides her hands underneath your shirt. she starts to claw your back a few times, whining into your neck when you try to push her away. “kate, please.” you grunt and pull back, nearly falling off of the edge of the bed.

her face is the same one as earlier. her big, pretty blue eyes going soft and her lips pouting. she looks like a sad puppy and you hate it. you hate how you can’t say no to it. “just one more! this is the last one and i’ll sleep, i swear.” kate spits out and tilts her head to the side. she yawns, her eyes getting watery and now you know that it’s basically over for you. “i can’t.” you mutter. “yes, you can. it’s just one more kiss, babe. please?!”

“all you have to do is give me one, and i’ll sleep!”

“you say this all the time! you’re gonna say that you’ll ‘sleep after’ but the second my lips land on yours, you’re gonna act like an animal.”

“that’s not true.”

“oh, yeah? watch.”

you cup her cheeks and she grabs your waist gently, your lips going in for one quick one. when she feels how warm you are and how much you’re trying to really prove a point, she just helps your claim anyways. kate’s lips are against yours again, kissing hungrily.

i mean, she’s practically eating away at your face.

[ijustwantogethigh]

Is Really a Kiss the ''Beginning of Cannibalisim?

gn reader/ ''weird'' ppl dni/ minors be carefull...

nsfw below the cut! if you are uncomfy with this type of post just block me sweetie

Phsyco!psychologist x mental!Reader

everthing is fiction! please don't romantice this type of behave, take care♥

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ yan!psychologist... who secretly manipulates you and you can think that he is the one one who really cares for you.

yan!psychologist who start isolating for friends and family, because they're are who are making you this sick my love!

yan!psychologist who uses everthing to make you fall for him and only him, even if he need to be professional 'bout it.

yan!psychologist that, medicates you with the wrong meds on porpouse so he can comfort you when you'd feel off!

yan!psychologist who will put you to sleep in his office so he can admires your beauty.

yan!psychologist who will fuck up your sleep schechule, just to offer his house to make you comfy,you aren't a big deal! he is you're terapist he wouldn't think that!!

yan!psychologist who kindnaps you and manipulate you so, you'd think he is making the right for you, he is keeping you safe from the mean world!

yan!psychologist who will put soothings on your food and drink so you woludn't have the energy and streng to escape.

yan!psychologist who will tell you're parents that you ran away from them 'cause you were tired of everthing.

yan!psychologist who will take advantage of your numbness, stealing kisses from you, and little touches.

yan!psychologist who likes to eat-you-out, he likes to hear you whine and moan, he knows he is doin' it okay!

yan!psychologist who's scared to break you with his big cock hands...

yan!psychologist who praise you for begin such a good boy/girl in the bedroom

yan!psychologist that when he work makes you cockwarming him, so he can focus better!

yan!psychologist that loves givin' you love marks all around visible areas, ''who cares кролик...no one can see them, just me, you'd dont have nothing to worry about моя любовь''

кролик.[krolik] bunny

моя любовь[moya luybov] my love

[mandarinmoons]

hii! im sorry if u’ve done this before or maybe makes u uncomfy but what about spence x fem!reader that is of a different culture (maybe a part of europe if ur okay with that, or just a different region of the us?) and he begs her to show him parts of her culture like music, food, literature or something? thank u for writing so beautifully!

This is such a cool request thank you! I really only feel comfortable writing for my own culture so I hope you don't mind that. This isn't my best work but I hope that's okay x

“Yes mom, talk to you later”, you hung up your phone call with your mother and as soon as you turned your attention back to your boyfriend he looked at you with wide eyes.

“What?”

“You just spoke-,”

“My native language? Yeah,” you chuckled and sat back next to Spencer who’s eyes still looked as wide as plates.

“What’s the big deal?”

“I’ve just never heard you speak it before.”

“Oh, really? Well I don’t really use it around you don’t I?”

“No… can you though?”

“You want me to speak to you in Estonian?”

Spencer nodded eagerly, “It couldn’t hurt to know a few words.”

You smiled and rested your head on Spencer’s shoulder, “Do you wanna know anything else besides the language?”

A few hours in and Spencer’s interest in your culture only seemed to grow. He learned a few words and asked about the most widely known literature, which also ended up with you talking about one of your favorite book series, an apothecary in the 15th century who helped to solve crimes, which really seemed to peak his interest and you said you’d try and get the English copies for him. And to your surprise he said he’d try and read the ones in the original language, which you did find endearing at first and thought that it could be tricky, but knowing Spencer’s memory he could probably learn the language in a week. You chuckled at his enthusiasm and it made you smile because something you were looking forward to was listening to his little accent.

After some time you finally arrived at the topic of music and you showed Spencer some of your modern favorites and a few classic hits. After a few tunes you landed on one of the classic tunes that made Spencer take your hand and pull you up to dance with.

“So, what did you think so far?”

“I liked it, yeah, you have an interesting culture.”

You smiled and kissed his cheek, “Anything you liked in particular?”

“Hmm I don’t know… you maybe?”

Both of you chuckled and you smiled when Spencer tried to say “I love you” in your native language and pecked his lips, “It’s a good first try.”

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[delcakoo]

jay with a short gf ↷♡

requested <3 ! jake ver ! hoon ver ! riki ver !

PAIRING ! jay x f!reader

WC ! 1.4k

GENRE ! fluff, crack, slight suggestive

a/n: sobbing this was so cute and fun to write, ty for the req anonnie <3

if you told jay you were insecure about your height.. oh boy

he’d literally go straight from :D to >:[

ITS ONE OF HIS FAVORITE THINGS ABOUT YOU?

you’re just so !! cute !! he wants to shove you in his pocket and protect you from the world !!!

and you’re lucky jay is not one to tease often

he’s more just. blunt and completely honest with what he’s thinking at all times

exhibit A

due to your short height you can’t reach a lot of things in the kitchen :(

so when he sees you standing on top of the counter to grab something off the shelf he just goes, “aww”

you whip your head around and there he is. just 🧌 in the doorway

so being the gentle soul you are you give him the middle finger *eye twitch*

but the truth is he wasn’t even teasing you!!

he genuinely thought you looked adorable :c

you could pick a twig off the ground and he’d go ‘☺️ that’s my y/n’ like a literal dad

AND AND due to your height n’ size difference jay’s clothes just OVERFLOW on you

you’ll walk in like, “bub?”

he looks up from his phone all tired and— AHHHHSJHDND Y/N’S WEARING MY SHIRT look how cute she is!!!

he grows the most fond smile imaginable as he murmurs out a ‘yes angel’

but he won’t lie the shirt goes down to your knees so it looks like you have no pants on

he giggles a bit BUT AGAIN jay does not tease you much so he stays quiet <3

even if you were taller than him, this man would still find ways to baby you

but since you’re a great deal smaller than him, his instinct grows even stronger

when it’s cold out???? suddenly you’re a first grader who can’t even zip up their own coat

“ok y/n where’s your gloves? no not those cheap ones, i mean the big puffy grey ones with the velcro straps, your hands are so tiny we have to— OH, AND WE CAN’T FORGET YOUR HAT. seriously, i heard you can get sick from having your ears exposed to the cold for too long—“

you’re just like 🧍‍♀️”love, i don't think my ears temperature will affect my health”

he silences you by further tightening his giant black scarf around your neck and chin

this goes for warm weather too of course, not just cold 🙁

“hmm, i don’t trust this sunscreen brand, y/n. since you’re so small, it shouldn’t be too hard to find a hat that can cover your entire body, right?”

“hey! i’m not that small!”

it’s too late

instead of a hat though, your boyfriend’s brought you a whole umbrella to carry around, declaring that the sun will NOT be burning you today!!

secretly, you have to admit you love being taken care of by him :)

one reason you find yourself getting annoyed by your height though, is when you have to literally stand on your tippy toes just to give jay a kiss :c

yeah, instead of seeing his handsome face when you look in his direction, all you get is his shoulder 🙁

every time you want a kiss while he’s standing, you have to beg him to stay still and bend his neck down so he can meet you halfway

sometimes he can’t help but chuckle a little at your efforts just to reach him

which makes you pout of course, “it’s not my fault you’re as tall as the BFG!”

“eh? i’m average height y/n”

“not for me you asshole”

bro laughs at you again

he thinks you look like one of those little demon chihuahuas when you’re mad

(but he’d never tell you that cuz he’s scared you’ll beat him up with those tiny knuckles of yours 🏃)

sometimes jay gets a little uncomfy looking down all the time and complains about his neck hurting

so, if an innocent kiss turns into something steamier he will instead scoop you up and bring you somewhere where you won’t have to stand on your tippy toes the whole time and his neck won’t feel like it’s about to fall off

either that, or he gets impatient and just lifts you by your thighs to hold you against a wall/kitchen counter

muscle pig

but you’re just like “babe why are we doing this against the wall, can we go to like. the couch or something”

suddenly he’s pouting with his swollen ass lips (proud to say that’s your doing <3) “but i wanted to show off my muscles..”

since you’re a softie for pouty jay you let him do what he wants with you

speaking of his muscles you think it’s fun to tag along on jay’s gym expeditions

sunghoon and niki are usually there too !! gym bros !!

it’s fun watching until they ask YOU to join

“absolutely not. i’m here to pass you your water bottles and that’s about it”

doesn’t matter

the youngest has already dragging you over to the pull up bar and jay’s just smirking his stupid jay smirk because he KNOWS you cannot reach that shit

“okay go, just try one,” niki encourages innocently

you swear if he wasn’t so buff you’d fight him right there

this kid knows damn well you cannot reach that bar

before you can say anything, your boyfriend luckily comes to the rescue

without a word, he grabs your waist lifting you with such ease that it makes you a bit flustered

IN THE BACKGROUND hoon is GIGGLING like A DUMBASS

“shortie”

you whip your head over to the silver haired boy in offense before looking back at jay

“ay, you’re my boyfriend, why aren’t you stopping this discrimination”

he goes 🧍‍

“but.. its true”

you flick his forehead in retaliation ☺️

anyway so with the help of jay you reach the pull up bar and surprise yourself by actually doing A WHOLE PULL UP 💪

jay’s jaw dropped and he starts clapping and smiling and JSJND HE WAS SO PROUD OF YOU !!

“that’s my strong girl. wah, can you do another one for me?”

you folded right there

it felt nice receiving such praise so..

YOU DID ANOTHER ONE WOOO

before flopping to the ground because damn pull ups are hard

jay made a delicious meal when you both got home that day because YOU DID TWO PULL UPS <3

there’s like a silent agreement between you and jay that when you’re standing up, he’s the one giving the affection

it goes from just reaching down to give you little pecks to resting his chin on your head with a warm backhug

god jay loves back hugs so much, especially since you’re so small, it’s easier to just wrap you up in his arms like a burrito n’ trap you there forever c:

sometimes it’s a bit too much though

“babe please i’m going to choke”

“sorry angel, you’re just so cute.”

you give him the side eye

BUT when you’re sitting or lying down.. it’s your time to shine!!

finally you can see his handsome face without having to crane your neck up

gotta use him lying down to your advantage !

y’know when jay wears his classic boyfriend outfit with the white muscle top UAHSJSH

you pull him onto your lap n’ he’s like .. 🤨

bro is a strong believer that you should be the one in his lap not the other way around

BUT once you get your fingers running through his hair n’ massaging his temples he just deflates

jay doesn’t get taken care of often so he’s just amazed because wait?? it feels so good???

then it leads to you giving him a full body massage because it’s what the man deserves

then as you’re massaging his stupid muscly arms he goes “your hands are so weak i can’t even feel anything love”

HE HAS TO TEASE YOU SOMETIMES OKAY it’s out of love

all in all. jay is your number one fan no matter how short you are (and secretly, he doesn’t want you to grow!! >:c)

hugs for my short readers out there 🫂

likes don’t tell me much, reblogs n’ comments are always very appreciated if you enjoyed <3

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Something that gets me everytime I think about the harlenglishes is how incredibly harsh they are on themselves, incredibly self critical. The simple fact that the majority of the fandom writes them off as silly little guys does a number on me.  I want you to take a look at these two pieces of text. Both of them are from where Jade and Jake are having a moment, and using proxies to voice their thoughts. Notice how they react to themself being upset. ( Jade is herself, Dirk is Jakes apparition of Dirk, aka BGD ) 

Jade and Jake put others over themselves and think they’re seeing the bigger picture when they’re not. They’re incredibly isolated kids trying to appear relatively normal. They’re incredibly judgmental, and therefore feel judged, and put up massive barriers and walls to hide it all from their friends and subsequently first time readers because they never directly mention or call attention to it!  They break down incredibly messily because they bottle it all up to deal with in private later!

Jake is so incredibly hard on himself, and so is Jade. They grit their teeth and smile because they feel incredibly selfish for having messy feeling moments. And the thing is, they can be incredibly selfish! They are looking out constantly for what’s best for everyone, and sometimes it’s not what the others think!  That’s what’s so tragic, is because when they do break down so messily, they beat themselves up for it. Look here: 

These are both screenshots of them telling, no, demanding that they toughen up and do what “needs to be done”. But finding themself unable to because they’re so overcome with emotion. It’s especially interesting in Jakes case because he uses his best friend as a proxy to do a mental fucking cartwheel and hype himself up but also to cut through his bullcrap with the one friend that he believes saw him truly, that he believed understood himself, which is why in part BGD is so uncomfy for him! Because it’s just the uncomfortable truths or thoughts he wouldn’t admit to himself in his own skin! Jake is a master of deception, and this is just one of his outlets!

I’m never getting over how terrible BGD was to Jake while he was breaking down, or how Jade yelled and screamed at herself when she was reincarnated as a sprite. A lot of people use BGD as a merit to point out that DirkJake is abusive, since he’s one of the splinters we see Jake actively talk to, but what they don’t get is that BGD is just Jake thinking to himself “What would Dirk think? What would Dirk say?” and believing it so truly that it can on instance become realities! Dirk isn’t really like this, he may be a bit clingy, but Jake acknowledges that in conversation with Roxy, and is moreso concerned rather than upset about it. In the prison cell with BGD, it’s just Jake berating himself under the guise of what his best friend on what he SHOULD do, versus what he wants to do. Because Jake questions himself constantly. 

Jake very much relies on social awareness even though he can be pretty bad at it. So if he believes his friends have an image of him, he will be daunted by how to live up to it, and if he believes his friends hate him, his thoughts and BGD will reflect that. Hes essentially created a remote echo chamber to amplify his own thoughts, sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. 

The harlenglishes just can’t cope with knowing. They minimise their messy and not proper emotions to try and be the bigger person and do what’s right, even if it’s incredibly unhealthy, and it just ends up in a big knot of feeling incredibly overcome by emotions, and also incredibly frustrated they can’t live up to their own expectations and thus looping to fueling hte emotions. Jake is incredibly self aware and immensely critical for just being a kid. Jade is incredibly self aware and is hard on herself ever since her grandfather died and I think Jake was too in a way.

[solarisensun]

OKAY what about big brother Suguru and his weird friend Satoru who sits a little too close and let's his touches linger a little too long. Suguru-nii's friend who insists you call him Nii-chan too because he's over at your place so much he's basically your brother anyway. "O-Okay... Nii-chan." you whisper as he pulls you in for another hug.

You tell Suguru you don't really like how touchy he is but he ignores your worries. "He's just friendly." or "He just loves you as much as I do." You learn to avoid Satoru as often as you can.

But it's impossible to remove your self proclaimed brother from your life. In fact, he gets more and more overbearing.

Until one day you wake up naked with Satoru inbetween your legs kissing all up from between your thighs, over your stomach and to your face. You scream for Suguru who enters with a sigh, berating Satoru for waking you up so suddenly.

You start to struggle but you're tied to the bed. You realise you don't recognise the room at all, it's dark and covered in photos of you that you never knew were taken. Photos of you sleeping, in the bathroom, out of friends. Clothes you're missing, panties that had disappeared, all presented around the room.

Now they can protect you from all the weirdos on the outside forever in their secret hideout. ❤️

warnings: step-incest, NSFW, noncon, yandere themes (whats new), i got a little carried away w this

suguru appears to be the lesser of two evils. whilst your new brother is aloof and stoic, you appreciate the fact that he keeps to himself most of the time. though you often feel scrutinized under his cold, calculating gaze, suguru has never once overstepped his boundaries.

the same cannot be said for his best friend.

to say that gojo satoru makes you uncomfy is the least of your worries. initially, you'd brushed off his hugs as nothing more but an attribute to his outgoing personality. but that doesn't explain the casual kisses he presses to your cheek- close enough that his lips brush the corner of your mouth, his bold fingers toying with your collar, the hem of your skirt, the occasional explicit picture that somehow 'accidentally' slides into your messages at 3am.

and the fact that he'd squeeze your cheeks between his fingers until you give him a meek 'nii-chan'

after weeks of putting up with gojo's antics, you finally muster up the courage to knock on your brother's door. suguru is as unmoving as a rock as you tell him about gojo. the more you blabber on, the more insignificant you feel under your brother's narrow gaze.

suguru simply shrugs when you are done with your tale. one look into his dark gaze tells you that you will gain no sympathy here. "gojo has always been friendlier than most." he waves a hand in the air to dismiss your concerns. "you're reading too much into it."

"besides, what would you have me do?" suguru questions pointedly as his gaze hardens. "tell him off like he's a kid?" his voice is filled with irritation. 

“i-” you begin. “he’s harmless,” suguru cuts in before you can finish. “are we done? i have matters to deal with.” 

immediately, you shrivel up. the hurt look on your face causes suguru’s glare to soften just the slightest bit. “don’t worry about gojo.” in a rare moment of softness, suguru tucks your hair behind your ear. the whisper of his fingertips against your cheek prompts a shiver to run down your spine. the dark look in suguru’s eyes is indiscernable. “i’ll talk to him about it.” 

the next day, gojo corners you against the wall the moment you dare to step out of your room. before you can even flinch, both his arms have closed around you, keeping you boxed under him and left with no choice but to stare into his crystalline blues.

"heard you ran your mouth about me yesterday," gojo muses. immediately, your breath hitches at the implication behind his words. "painted me out to be a nasty pervert, didn't you?"

"n-no!" you shake your head frantically. "i didn't say that."

"yeah?" gojo cocks his head with a grin that's a little too wide. "that's not what i heard. you really hurt my feelings you know. don't you know that i've always protected you like my lil sister?"

all sense of bravado that you'd embodied yesterday fades into thin air the moment gojo leans in. "you gotta make it up to me," he tells you in gleeful tone that doesn't sound the slightest bit hurt.

"how?" you ask wobbly, anything to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

gojo smiles down at you. "give me a kiss."

when you lean in to peck his cheek, he tuts you. "on the lips, darling."

"what?"

the stunned look on your face prompts gojo to sigh. without warning, without permission, his long fingers cup around your chin and he angles his head down to press his lips against yours. despite your pathetic attempts to pull free, gojo simply takes your muffled whimpers and the way your fingers fist around his shirt as a sign to lean even further down. 

it almost felt as if he needed the breath that you were holding, like it belonged to him. there was nothing gentle about the way your back slams against the wall as gojo takes your face between his large hands. dimly, you register a low groan that rumbles at the back of his throat before he pulls away. 

looking at him scares you. the way his pupils have been blown out so wide that you can see your own distorted reflection in them. the imprint of his fingers seem to burn into your skin. 

he lets out a little breathless laugh, the grip around your face tightens like he’s restraining himself from doing anything more. “that was a kiss that i wanted.” 

you flinch when gojo leans in closer, half expecting something to happen again. instead, he merely whispers into your ear, “see you tomorrow night.” 

[devilishchaos]

Searching for a new nickname | Jack Harlow imagine

Rating / genre: fluff and funny business

Pairings: Reader x Jack Harlow

Summary: Reader wants to find the best nickname for Jack.

Warnings: Just weird ass nicknames

Word Count: 435 words

AN: a little pre-birthday post cuz my man weird weird, so Imma hit him w the same energy eowww

This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

"Squishy toenail, do you want to get going to the store, yet?" you asked Jack as you entered the living room. 

You saw him crouching in front of the TV trying to fix its cable. He turned his head to look at you, confusion written all over his face.

"Squishy toenail? Did I hear that right?" He asked slowly, trying to understand what you were on about. 

"Yeah. I thought it was like a cute new name." 

A smile made its way on his face. 

"A new name? Yeah, armpit munchies? Let’s go to the store."

"EWWW. Armpit munchies? Why is that so uncomfy?" You said that through a series of laughs. 

"Why is squishy toenail so uncomfy?!? How am I..is my toenail squishy?" Jack asked as he pressed his thumb over his big toe to feel for himself. 

*

At said store, he pushed the card around.

"Doing a great job, snickerdoodle." You smiled to him, giving him a thumbs up. 

Jack stopped in his tracks and gave you a bombastic side eye: "Bro don't call me no damn snickerdoodle." he said lowly. 

*

When you guys finished with the grocery shopping, you headed towards the car. Got the shopping bags sorted and then you were ready to go. 

"Candy pop, put your seatbelt on." You turned your head in his direction: "You're my candy pop." emphasizing on the word “pop”. 

"I'm gonna pop your candy. That's what Imma do." Jack said through a smirk as he started the car. 

*

Later that night Jack found himself playing a video game in the living room, while you were sitting next to him on the couch with a book in your hands. 

"You're doing great, little mouse." you praised him. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jack snorted, then he busted out laughing. 

"What? You don't like that nickname?" you joined him in the laughing process. 

"Little mouse. You think I like that?" He asked, turning his head to look at you briefly before returning his gaze on the game. 

"Yeah. It's cute."

"Yeah. That's what every man likes to be called. Little mouse." And after a little pause he added: "Why don't you call me little rat?..sounds a little more masculine."

"You wanna be called - big mouse?" sometimes you couldn’t deal with him and his alpha aura. 

"No. Big rat." he stated. 

And with that you thought that the conversation was done up until you heard him say 

"Why don't you go for possum..I'd rather be a possum." Once again a statement that made you both erupt in a series of giggles.

[moonshynecybin]

Omgg that other anon has put ideas in my head. Imagine Bezz in Love with Vale but never daring to make a move because he puts him in a pedestal.

And then rosquez reconciliation happens and he catches them... the angst

seee i dont think hes IN LOVE capital letters with vale i think he has a sexually confusing crush that he is in denial about.... like bezz to me is the kind of guy that is really good at avoiding thinking about like. WHY he thinks/feels things. he knows he has strong feelings about stuff and if theyre generally good or bad but when he tries and put specific ass names to them he gets lost a bit in the repression weeds. among the emotional jungle. and THEN he shies away from confronting the more complex ones bc hes a BIG people pleaser who is also invested in recieving macho-man praise from people around him and the public writ large... exhibit A. collarbonegate. idk i think being gay would scare the shit out of him! bc well. some people would look at him differently. and that would be hard to swallow. so he does a lot of mental gymnastics to ignore the specificity of his emotions and why he might be having them in relation to certain people. like its okay in sports to love your homies sos os so much but it is NOT okay to want to actually get married to them because that might involve social sanctions, risk your sponsorships, mess with your career, be RUTHLESSLY talked about on social media etc... its a really big deal !!! hes invested in not being gay but also very invested in loving people within these safe little frameworks bc thats what hes allowed to do

so for instance he knows he loves cele and hes okay with admitting to crying when he got his first moto2 win and talking about how much he cares about him in articles, because thats what sports is to him/ BUT if you asked him to his face if he's IN LOVE with cele i think my guy would fully bluescreen. please reboot your motorcycle racer. cold ass flop sweat playing with his 100 million bracelets like uh why would you say that. nervous smile. like he doesnt even know why he's so nervous but he IS. has to REALLYYY do some digging into his psyche to get to the bottom of all of that i think. it takes some time. which SUCKS bc cele keeps getting his hopes up and then getting shot down in roundabout uncomfy repression dude ways so he thinks bezz is uncomfy around him :/ which he ISNT hes just uncomfy around himself 1!1

which is also lowkey why the hero worship thing with vale is sooo interesting to me (esp with his weird ass marc complex lmao) bc its so sumbliminal and essential to bezz's identity AND easy to miss. easy to explain away. until you have 8 sex dreams about the man and it gets harder to ignore. and fr just makes a lot of sense to me inside the framework of the repressed gay sports guy miasma. also the idea of vale being bezz's gay awakening is just funny to me. he's like the keira knightly for tumblr bisexuals of the motorcycle racing community

[itsjaywalkers]

Hii

What would James’s do to help reg when he’s feeling dysphoric? (Could be boxer or oby- you decide:) )

/dysphoric trans guy in need of fluff

<33

hi angel!! sorry it took me a bit to get back to u, i always wait until i have some time + mental energy to reply to any asks about hcs

oby reg and boxer reg are quite different when it comes to dysphoria and how they deal with it + how much or how little they allow james to help so i'm gonna do both at the same time <333

fluffy-ish hcs coming right up !!

oby reg can be more?? emotional?? about his dysphoria. when he's just mildly annoyed by it, he usually just becomes uncomfy, but when it actually hits he unconsciously seeks comfort from others (as in . ppl he trusts/is very close to). it used to be sirius but now he also has james <3

this mean he quite enjoys cuddles!! not with a lot of skin on skin contact, bc that just kinda . triggers him more?? but he goes for like . big jumpers and comfy sweats and drags james to bed with him!! depending on his mood he prefers to be the big spoon or the small spoon, but the point is that he needs to be very close to james and james is more than happy to glue himself to reg

boxer reg however turns into himself?? he becomes quiet and distant and isn't always okay with physical contact

that's why boxer james resorts to words <3 he makes sure to remind him how handsome he is, how loved, how sexy he finds his facial hair (while trying to convince him to grow a moustache), how good he is at fucking him and how obsessed james is with his cock etc etc

with oby regulus there's also a lot of body worshipping!! not at first, bc like i said, and when his dysphoria is at its worst, reg avoids skin on skin contact as much as he can. but when he feels better about it, james spends hours kissing his naked body, whispering compliments and sweet nothings and paying attention to every single detail

this isn't really sexual at all, and more often than not, it just makes reg tear up in a good way bc he feels so !! incredibly loved and appreciated that he gets overwhelmed (again, in a good way)

in the boxer au, james is more prone to acts of service?? kinda?? he's aware that reg doesn't want to be extra aware of his body so he focuses on . taking care of him in general, distracting him a lil, making sure he's comfortable and relaxed

he draws baths for him whenever he gets home from work, does the chores reg dislikes the most, cooks him his favourite meals, gives him thorough massages when he looks especially stressed or tense

in oby, despite reg being a lot more reliant on physical touch than interviewer reg and actively seeking it out, he also appreciates words of affirmation <3 james leaves him these sweet little notes filled with lovely statements and reminders all over their flat and drowns him in compliments when they're together!! he also sends him texts when he's at work

boxer james isn't as touchy bc interviewer reg doesn't really enjoy it when he's feeling like this HOWEVER there's a lot of like . casual contact?? brief and careful but also firm and intentional. a hand on the small of his back, a gentle squeeze on his hip, a caress on the side of his neck. little ways in which james reminds him that he's there always and he can come to him whenever he feels ready and that he isn't going anywhere

oby james does a lot of research on trans ppl and gender dysphoria and hormones and surgery and transitioning bc his knowledge is limited and he wants to be there for reg in any way he can!! they sit down and talk about it whenever reg is up for it and feeling well enough to speak about his struggles and how it feels and what he needs from james <3 james holds his hand the whole time and squeezes periodically and listens very very attentively, taking lots of mental notes. tells him how proud he is of him and how strong he is <3

boxer james is a lot more experienced in this field bc he's been with trans ppl and knows quite a lot on the topic + he's familiar with reg and how he deals with his issues so they don't talk that much about it but there's a lot of?? silent communication?? james gives reg space when he's aware that that's what he wants while being There at the same time yk?? he doesn't insert himself or interrupt when pandora or evan or both come over when reg is having a especially hard time but he's ready to hold reg when they're gone and he's Focused so he can read him correctly and give him what he needs

oby reg is quite spoiled, and hence all the jokes about james being a sugar daddy, and this also comes into play when his dysphoria gets worse. james has always been big on gifts but when reg isn't feeling okay he goes a bit . overboard . as soon as reg looks at something for a second too long james is getting it for him. it exasperates reg to no end but he also finds it incredibly endearing + he knows it's one of the ways in which james shows his love so it always cheers him up

interviewer reg is more logical and . harsh about his dysphoria, maybe bc he's a bit of a well-known/public figure and he can't always afford to break down or show any weaknesses especially in front of ppl who can and will use them against him. and it can be hard when his job also forces him to deal with a lot more transphobia for . obvious reasons . he tends to repress his struggles a lot which is also why he's more prone to isolating himself and distancing himself

james Knows and Understands this, which i've already mentioned, and he gives him space when he truly needs it BUT he can also be a bit stern when he notices reg is going too far or like . harming himself in the process of protecting himself. he'd never overstep or be cruel or pushy about it, but he's firm in his gentleness and tells it like it is. reg really appreciates this about him, and sometimes he needs the reminder that he can lean on james whenever he needs to

when it comes to sex in oby (and reg has been struggling with dysphoria), james checks up on him a lot while they're at it, and he also makes sure every single time that reg truly wants it + is in the mood. he's also always ready to stop at the first sign of reg being uncomfy or not enjoying himself

he also exclusively uses masc terms for reg's genitals. he's aware that he doesn't really mind, and it's one of those things reg has been confident about for a while, but it helps when reg is feeling bad or wrong about his body. he focuses a lot more on reg's pleasure too, and that's saying a lot, considering he already prioritises it over his own

in the boxer au, there's a lot of topping on reg's side. they don't switch as much as oby jegulus, due to preferences, but when reg is feeling especially dysphoric james bottoms A Lot. and they both enjoy it SO MUCH even if james keeps acting like he prefers topping a lot better bc he's annoying like that

interviewer reg takes full control but james doesn't give it up easily, which reg Loves. james knows he needs that fight and that he needs to win it fairly, so he resists all he can and doesn't go easy on reg At All. he still loses every single time bc reg and his strap always turn him into a begging sobbing mess, and james is obsessed with how rough reg can become

and that's all <3 i hope it was what u wanted, or that u at least liked it <3 sending all my love MWAH

[sungbeam]

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞?

nonidol!bang chan x gn!reader

1.2k words, angst if you *squint*, comfort elements, sipping beer lol, mentions of an uncomfy situation (not by chan tho), i have an addiction to the night and beaches, barely proofread i feel like half the imagery is repetitive :')

a/n: mom, i love him 🫂 for the love of chris bang and @loveliestfelix

The clinking of beer bottles twinkled in your ears like chimes to the accompaniment of the rushing tide down the beach. There was something wholly different about being at the beach at night. Something about the infinite darkness called out to you; the horizon was never in sight, but you knew it was there. The sounds the waves made when it was its darkest hour were also its calmest. 

The bonfire you had started in the small pit fizzled and crackled. Bang Chan appeared beside you, lowering himself to the sand with a sigh. He handed you one chilled bottle of beer. “You weren’t kidding when you said you knew how to start a fire,” he said while admiring the embers burning steadily before him. 

You smiled slightly to yourself, thanking him for the beer, before taking a sip. You said, “Yeah, I learned when I was a kid. It’s one of those things, y’know?”

He hummed in reply. 

The two of you sat cross-legged on the cool sand, faces illuminated by the fire. Just up the beach behind you was the beach house AirBnB, where the rest of your friends were probably all passed out in their beds or on the couch. Chan had discovered you sitting out here alone, staring at the dark waves about fifteen minutes ago. You didn’t mind the company, really, especially if it was Chan. He had asked if he could join you, and you couldn’t refuse. 

“What’s on your mind?” He suddenly asked, head tilting your way to give you his full attention. “If you’re uncomfortable with saying, then that’s cool, too. We can chill here.” He lifted his bottle to his lips for a sip as he waited, but his eyes turned to the sea, as if to give you privacy with your thoughts. 

Sometimes you didn’t know what to say or how to articulate your thoughts with words to properly communicate how you felt. But you could appreciate him knowing that sometimes saying nothing at all was just as comforting as a good rant session. You just… you just appreciated his presence. Alone but never lonely, so to speak. 

But something in you didn’t want to leave him hanging like this—if only you knew that you could never leave him hanging, even if you didn’t want to speak. Chan would sit here all night, all day, every minute of every hour with you. He would run and refill your beer, tend to the fire, grab you a blanket, stake an umbrella over your head if only you’d ask. And if you wanted him to leave… well, he would do that, too, if only to respect your needs. 

“Do you remember,” you began, and you saw his head perk up out of the corner of your eyes while you stared at the fire, “—do you remember that one night? It was in the middle of spring break, and we were all planning to stay out all night and some other guys were there…?"

Recognition sparked in his eyes. "Mhm. That was pretty fun."

You nodded your head, less in agreement and more absentmindedly. "It's kind of small and you probably don't even remember—"

"I'm sure it's not that small, Yn," he assured you. 

You hugged your knees to your chest, suddenly feeling small beneath his gaze. "Well, it probably wasn't a big deal to you, but it was to me. Y'know Youngjae?"

You swore the flames flickered and casted a shadow across his face. "Mhm."

"I never told anyone this, but he'd been coming onto me for a few weeks before that, and I didn't want any tension between you guys and your teammate," you began. The memories of that night rushed back to you, the tide to shore. You remembered much from that night, but this in particular. "And I offered to drive, and he practically invited himself to shotgun my car. But then you looked at me—one little look, I don't know how you knew. But you said—"

"I told him to ride with one of the others," Chan finished. He mimicked your pose, knees pulled to his chest and legs crossed at the ankles. "I wish you'd told us he was doing that to you. That night must have been terrible—"

"No, no!" You cut in. "I mean, I tried to avoid him, but you and the boys made it really great for me. I'm just…" you took a sip of beer to ease the tightness in your throat. "I just appreciate you a lot, Chan. I never got to say thank you."

Chan released a shuddering breath from his mouth, his lips forming that beautiful, dimpled smile, but there was a softness to it. "You don't ever have to thank me for making you feel more comfortable, Yn."

You met his gaze then, earnest and sincere. You were tempted to run back to the flames or the dark sea ahead, but you wanted him to know that you were listening, too. 

"If you ever feel uncomfortable, I hope that I'll be there to remedy that," he added quietly. "I lo—" He coughed and made an embarrassed face to himself. He scratched the side of his neck with a small laugh. "I care a lot about you, y'know. So please don't be afraid to tell me what's really going on." 

You could only nod. Those words coming from him were so powerful to you. How could you be so lucky to know someone like him? 

Chan watched as you looked down at the bottle in your hands, took another sip. He wondered if you knew how you looked in this lighting to him—how the licks of flame reflected off the pretty curves and edges of your face, lit up your eyes like embers themselves. If you could hear his heartbeat right now… well, perhaps you wouldn't hear it over the sound of the rushing waves, but what if he wanted you to? What then?

"Was that the thing on your mind?" He asked quietly. It irked him that such a memory was so sewn into the fabric of your conscience that you thought about it even on this vacation. What other things could he have done to help you? If he had known about Youngjae's unwanted advances toward you, could he have prevented—

You nudged him with your elbow. "Partly, I guess. But now you're just gonna think about the what ifs."

He giggled, hand reaching up to cup the back of his neck. "You got me there."

You smiled slightly, one of the corners of your mouth lifting up to form a little crevice in your cheek. "You did good, Chan. It's okay."

"He's not still—"

"No, he got the hint." You scooted closer to him and laid your head on his shoulder. Your hair tickled his cheek and his neck and his arm instinctively came up to wrap around your body. He would be lying if he said you didn't fit perfectly against him. "Thanks for worrying though."

"Of course," he breathed. Because how could he not worry about you? How could he possibly get himself to stop thinking about you? 

But for now, he could be content with what he had right now—this moment with you.

a/n: this chan au has been sitting in my head for too long like it's not even the full thing 🥲💔

skz m.list / dear minho, have you ever felt loved before?

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[aliciajadee]

let's go back to when you were 13...

...because you mentioned that you started wearing makeup consistently at that time

and what does your mother say? she just let you? how did you talk to her? how start to talk?

generally, how to talk to parents? I always feel awkward asking for something, I feel like I'm doing something wrong - even though I'm not!

this is a stupid question, but well... I have no one to ask for advice. so I'm asking you. know that you are a bit of an example... please answer me...

pls reply alicia... 😭😭

we all feel awkward talking to our parents at that age, or at least i did. i didn’t really ask my mum about me starting to wear makeup i kinda just did it. i was a dancer so i knew the basics of makeup and had the products to use, i also watched a heap of youtube tutorials lol. she would make comments about how silly i looked but at the time i felt more confident covering my insecurities so she kinda just let me be. my mum saw how badly i was being bullied and how fast my mental health deteriorated so i think she kinda realised if wearing makeup made me a little more comfortable and secure in myself that it wasn’t such a big deal.

as for talking with your parents, it’s just gonna be awkward for a little while. it’s called puberty, finding yourself, and growing up. i wasn’t fully comfortable talking to my mum about the “deep” and “personal” stuff until i was like 15-16 years old and even then it was till a little uncomfy. also, i can’t lie even now as an 18 year old some stuff is still super awkward to talk about 😭 in my experience with time it does get better and easier.

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Episode thoughts!!

What was with Chimney really emphasizing how small that couple’s house was? Like they made a really big deal out of the size of their house only for it not to be about the house at all? Like why are we house shaming? You just bought this house recently with help from your in-laws.

Marisol rubbing up on Eddie’s arm in the date scene was big cringe. Same with them standing in the hallway in each other’s arms. They really forced that blocking and I did not care for it. Also… there was a flashback to 2 months earlier. We know they were leaving for the cruise at the end of season 6. One can assume we’re picking up from there. So the time jump is only as long as that weird recovery part of the season 6 finale plus a few days or so. So they’ve been dating for that long and she’s already super involved in Chris’ life. I’m not a single parent, but I feel like that’s fast. Eddie really in his romantic idgaf era.

Buck saying “you don’t want him to end up like me,” after Eddie kind of implies that Chris is acting a little Buck 1.0 was wild. Especially because “you didn’t even end up like you.” Didn’t technically refute anything. If we’re going off the idea that ABC is reintroducing these characters, they’re showing Buck as a reformed playboy— a guy’s go-to guy. Idk something weird there.

I LOVED that scene with Shannon. We all knew it was her letter so that wasn’t a surprise, but ugh I loved her appearing there. And Gavin did a great job with everything he had.

Go kart Buck🥰

Hated that hot tub call. It made me a little creeped out and I know everyone is loving Eddie talking that girl out of being nervous, and I do love that he’s open about his panic attacks, but I’m sorry, I just can’t see the scene as anything other than him talking to her until she literally gets unstuck from her boyfriend’s penis and ew. Love open Eddie, hated how uncomfy the sex jello scene was. Oliver’s face was gold though.

“Let’s talk about what else is dead on the ship because I think it may be our marriage” goes HARD. Gives me Bathena conversation from pre-Eddie being shot vibes.

Natalia and Buck’s breakup makes sense. I disagree with other people who are saying it seemed like a cover for something else. I think it really is just that in the months or less that they were dating, that it’s probably true that she was hung up on his death and death in general.

“Bobby picked a good day to go on his honeymoon” oh, so, they DID tell someone they were leaving and going on a cruise.

Are we just going to pretend the timeline of all this makes sense?

Madney my love, but Chim… With a wedding and a whole child, you think you’d ask if you can buy a hot tub.