Tumgik
#((Things are really going full circle rn.))
opens-up-4-nobody · 5 months
Text
...
#its crazy how much easier it is to do things when youre not completely miserable lol#this past week has been weird bc ive felt really really good and like normal in a way thats kinds unfathomable#im hoping its the medication but my mood was already on an upward tilt and i was told it would take like 6 weeks for the meds to work#property but like ive been sleeping way more than usual. and by that i literally just mean 8hrs a night lol which is weird for me#like that never ever ever happens multiple days in a row. so idk. when i feel better it makes the 0cd way easier to manage as well#and im just generally not as anxious. on the more worrisome side i kinda just give less of a fuck so like i have an exam im not ready for#Tuesday and im just kinda like hm fuck that lol. ill go thru lil fluctuations of having a lot of energy too#like: i could run around in circles rn. i dont have to but i could. like yesterday i was out with friends and i was like bouncing up and#down while standing and rocking from side to side while sitting. which i kinda do anyway while in crowds but it was more to expend energy#last night i also got like 5hrs of sleep. so like maaaaybe ive been on the bleeding edge of mood elevation but for the most part it just#feels good and not destructive. like if i felt like this all the time that would b fantastic. its like oh so this is y ppl dont long to b#put out of their misery lol. depression? who? i dont kno her. sounds fake. but as soon as i fucking say that ill b fucking slapped back#down to earth. ugh. annoying. no emotional object permanence. i hope its the meds. if this is the person i am under layers of misery then#that is fucking so insane. we shall see. im curious to hear what the psychiatrist thinks of my brain when i follow up with her#i gave her my full dys1exia assessment which gives a pretty good picture of how my head functions. oh fuck i bet i would do waaaayyy better#on thise test if i took it in this state of mind. but anyway she has that on top of like 3 assessment sheets i filled out#dispite everything i still want someone to categorize me into a discreet box. tell me doc. am i really bip0lar? really really?#ur sure??? like 1000% sure bc my brain wont let me accept that unless its beyond a reasonable doubt. i just doesn't seem that serious.#i mean. it is but like ya kno. its not that bad. ay. this glob of mush behind my eyes runs me in circles#but for now thats ok bc i feel like i could run up a mountain or punch someone in the face lol#unrelated
10 notes · View notes
polkadotpatterson · 5 months
Text
okeydoke as I have not had much energy for working on stuff lately (but lots of motivation) I'm not gonna do proper NaNo with a wordcount or anything, BUT I am gonna make it a goal to get some amount of work done on a writing project every day (at least until I go away on the 24th). Main priority blaseball projects are, in no particular order:
Fic about the ending
Abner fic
Simon's Quest
secret fic(s) :)
get the Talkers exchange set up
Aside from that, I've been poking at more non-blaseball stuff, which is a good excuse for me to plug my writing blog @cyndakip! All my fics get posted there, so if you're interested in my writing beyond just blaseball (especially if you like pokemon), I recommend following me there, since I don't post non-blaseball fics here.
#I'm in a weird place rn where the end of blb is coinciding with me finally feeling ready to get back to nuzlockes#and I very much want to keep writing blb fics! it's just complicated by me getting smacked over the head with pokemon motivation#and separate from that I think it's just been hard for me to work on blb fics knowing that it's over#writing the ending fic in particular means confronting that. and I definitely haven't fully processed it yet and idk when I will#I really truly do want to keep writing blb fics for a long time but I worry there will be not much of an audience anymore#and I know that doesn't matter. I'm gonna write what I want and I know some people will still read it. but yknow. it's rough#also my relationship with pokemon and the nuzlocke community has been really fucking complicated these past few years#to the point where I stopped engaging altogether bc it was stressing me out too much and I had lost all confidence in my writing#this happened to be right before I got into blb. which came along at the perfect time and gave me the community & confidence boost I needed#now it kinda feels like we've come full circle. blb has changed me and now I'm ready to go back with a whole new attitude#I just don't want these two things to be mutually exclusive! I want both! but that's easier said than done#especially bc I haven't had enough energy to work on much of either lately! I want to say things are getting better on that front but#it's complicated. you know how it is with human bodies. treacherous things#the thing is I don't want to waste this. I feel ready for pokemon again and god I missed it and I'm gonna ride this wave of motivation#if I had more energy this would be less of a problem. ah well#gonna get all this done sooner or later#talking moistly
9 notes · View notes
magentagalaxies · 3 months
Text
shoutout to me being genuinely excited to talk to my therapist tomorrow not bc i have anything i specifically need help processing but just bc oh my god this past weekend had a fascinating full circle moment for a thing we've been talking about since i started therapy so i'm excited to update her on this part of the narrative that is my life lmao
2 notes · View notes
cruelsmmr · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
w(h)ine mom 
11 notes · View notes
neorxnawangs · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
castle rock s1e10: ‘romans’
10 notes · View notes
dyketennant · 2 months
Text
idk i think i should start masking again 🤠 (i mean the autism i already wear a face mask)
#vent#personal#dont mind me using the tags as a diary for a bit. i have a real diary but my carpal tunnel is not agreeing with writing with a pen rn#blah blah blah val's interests are annoying and weird. and it's all they really know how to talk about#because they are so busy constantly with two jobs + full-time uni + side gigs + life in general#that they cannot function without their Little Things and because of that all their interpersonal relationships suffer#yknow how it is#ive always been one of those people who talks a lot in class#especially since getting to college because now i really care and am excited about what we're discussing#(plus talking about it/engaging helps keep me awake and stimulated otherwise i'll go to the seventh circle of hell)#but i feel like especially recently but just in general. i just always say dumb shit. and maybe it's worse now bc my paranoia is spiking#bc of that class with my ex i have twice a week and i know they're probably judging what i say and making fun of me to their new friends#while i have to spend an hour and fifteen minutes trying not to look at the other side of the room and turning up music when they speak#i used to be better at socially masking bc high school was hell but then covid happened and it all went down the drain#and then my life got Worse and now it's like. sorry im annoying and bad at talking i know i am. i am also trying to not be like that#idk i think im just so spread thin that everything i ever do im doing poorly bc i just Cant. and im in pain constantly#and always running late or rushing or stressed or busy. like i haven't been not-stressed since. i dont even know. maybe when i was sick?#and even then i was stressed because Oh Fuck I Have Covid. yknow#wow my therapist is going to have an interesting day tomorrow it seems
1 note · View note
maraczeks · 6 months
Text
bcs s6 thread pt 6
#sept 21 2023#it's so freakin g full circle too the way he ends up in nebraska omaha beach where she came frim like#jerry from parks?😭#it is literally so terrible for me out here like first brad whitfield but only as josh lyman and then it got worse w will mcavoy but kind of#as a joke but not really but now this like this is the worst bc it's so recent so it's literally jimmy now ohhhh my god i can't help it that#still can't get over it ?????? the things they've gone through and then she LEFT?#like she had to but no nooooooboonobono the way they built them up like they are so forever#but it's okay i have so much bob rhea content and then so many fics <3#also it's so interesting that they chose to do the post brba scenes in b&w when that's usually signifying the past#the close up on heels i immediately assumed it was kim girl get a grip#i've never had a non endgame ship real breakup like i can't cope this is the greatest love story there's no way it ended#and they legally still married tho oh my godddddddddd ohh i have no wife i just whimpered so loud#wait i'm i don't think i can finish tn and i'm going to cv tmw oh no#i just wanna watch mcwexler edits and bob and rhea interviewssss#i think in a week i'll watch that scene again but i'm also just like. worm in my brain wants to watch the whole show again it was so insane#creasing over how excited jimmy is that kim asked about him as if he wasn't the great and only love of her life😭😭😭😭😭 im so miserable rn#yeah this is my first actual real non endgame tragic ship and they were so perfect OH MY GOD HES CALLING HER#AND KNOWS HER NIMBER !??????? WNDHHFBFNNSNDNBFBFJDNFJDJFHJ M SHAKINGGGGGGGGGG IH JDNFNDN#i cant believe he went to nebraska i cant believe he called her i can't believe she kept her name dude dudeeee what is going on i need to kn#staring into the distance dot gif simply cannot comprehend a workd where jimmy and kim are not attached at the hip#no okay there's the b&w gif of kim on the phone and them sharing a cigarette?#still using viktor😭😭 i'm so in shambles clinging and grasping it's slipping away#two episodes left we power through#oh now what the frick i burst into tears im sobbing#the divorce paperwork hit me out of nowhere i literally can't stop crying#crying so hard like ud think my parents died or smth i literally cannot#KIM#THAT UGLY BROWN IG PLEASD AINT NO Whhyy she's living with another man NOPE THIS ID NOT#AINT NO WAY BROTHER DHE SOULD NOG#THE SONF?babdbbdvfbdbdndjxbdbfnsndncncj u hate everything KIM NO OFNDBBABYYYSYDYDHFHFJSJCI CNANDJDJSNDJDJDJDJ EVERHTHINF HURTS AND I SCEAM N
0 notes
ssivinee · 6 months
Text
✧New Game, New Player✧
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
part 1 | part 2
BEBE! Bada Lee x Dancer! F Reader: Jeon Y/n joins SWF to prove that her being the sibling of an idol doesn't make her any less of a dancer, but while trying to do so, she makes new friends and potentially something more.
Word Count: 4.7k
Note: Double post cause why not, have too many drafts rn lol.
Character Vision Board
Tumblr media
In the world of dance, many professionals look down upon idols who seem to have a passion for it. Many of them saying, it's a different world and aren't really wrong.
Most idols lack in freestyle and versatility which caused a lot of the disapproval last Street Woman Fighter, with idol Lee Chaeyeon.
Jeon Y/n, on the other hand, had a different dilemma.
You were the younger sister of the famous Jeon Jungkook. He was only a year older than you so you two had a close bond, and you love him with all your heart.
Yet you can't deny that once your name was involved, so was his. Your hard work being discredited and diminished by all his career alone.
It upset you as an individual whose danced all your life, going to multiple countries worldwide to gain experience, yet there was always back talk about you.
Deciding to finally make your mark as just Y/n, you opened a studio last year and create your crew Aesthete. Consisting of you, Choi Lyn, Enyo, Heaven Lee, and Kim Aria.
Tumblr media
On a Friday morning, you walk into the studio and see the three youngest sitting around, waiting on the rest of the team. Your teams youngest, Lyn, notices you walk in from the mirror. Her bursts of energy activates as she runs up and hugs her beloved unnie extremely tight.
"O-okay, let's calm down before you squeeze all the air out of me," you joke, and Lyn pouts as you pat her head. "Aria isn't here yet?" You ask your juniors as you settle all your items into the closet.
"She was the first one here but wanted to get us all coffee."
Ironically the door opens, revealing the face you were looking for, "Speaking of the devil." She heads to everyone, handing their coffee to them and puts her own personal belongings in the closet.
"Everyone begin stretching. The studio opens in 30 minutes."
You clap and rally the girls together, stretching along with them, then check the list of students coming into the class today. The song chosen for the class was "Con Calma" by Daddy Yankee & Snow. Once class started, you got in the groove of things, and as it went smoothly, you picked a few students and grouped them up to film them for a YouTube video.
When class ends, the girls chill around in a circle as they sit and chat. You scrolled through tiktok, liking dance trends while Enyo leaned her head on your shoulder.
Your phone alerts you, an email sent to your work email instead of personal so you knew it was of importance. Opening the sent mail, your eyes widen at seeing the Mnet logo.
The girls see your face and give a look of concern to each other, "What's going on?"
Your hand over your mouth, and you read, announcing, "Mnet invited us to Street Woman Fighter 2!"
All you can hear is gasps, and after a few seconds, jumping and screaming while you still stand thinking of how unbelievable the opportunity is. Aria grabs your arm and jumps, "Unnie, this is your time to shine!"
You smiled to yourself, now believing that people may actually appreciate you for your dancing.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
It was a day of filming on a Saturday morning, and you had finished filming the introduction segment of each crew a week prior.
You get to the main building of the show in your own car and, with another coffee in hand, walk into the lobby to see your team waiting for you.
"Y/n-unnie! Isn't this place so cool?" Lyn says, coming up to you full of energy. Your eyes scan the building, and you must admit, for an assumingly fierce competition, it looked very subtle from what you expected. "It's definitely something,” you mumble.
"Come on, ladies, let's head into our rooms,” you command.
We headed up the stairs and into the halls, passing every crew's room and seeing what they had written on their board.
"It seems like someone tampered with 1Millions board already," Enyo points out, you then frown at their antics. The thoughts of these grown women acting like this irritated you. They were acting like children whose toys were stolen from them.
Yes, you understood bad blood, but pettiness like this isn't a good look on anyone.
The crew sees the Aesthete in a lightly script font in royal blue. You let the girls write on the whiteboard and enter to find the blue room, getting a bit overwhelmed with everything happening so fast.
Everyone sat down and you did breathing exercises, and as the nerves calm, your anticipation and excitement overthrow the previous emotions. The screen then flashes and tells us the dancer on the team with the most no-respect, which was Aria, causing you to look at the screen in confusion.
"Um, okay?" They all laugh at your reaction, mainly because Aria wasn't a weak dancer, but you assumed those stickers were there because of you.
You felt terrible and rubbed her shoulders, "They probably picked you since you’ve been my longest student."
She smiles at you, "It's alright, unnie. I'll just show them why I haven’t left your side."
Aria had been the first student you trained about 7 years ago and has stayed by your side ever since. You always thought it was because she wanted to meet your brother at some point, but over the years, your friendship blossomed, and she reassured you. Aria took your classes because she loved your style, movement, aura, and passion for dancing.
She indeed became the little sister you never had.
Then, the TV signals us to head to the main stage. You all walked down, your team following your lead, and looked around at each group. Every crew was there, but Jam Republic, being the grand finale, you assumed.
Your appearance began to cause everyone to mumble. You kept your hand in the pockets of your cargos, inducing a chill persona.
“Y/n-nim looks so cool.”
“Her eyes look ready to kill. Like she’s ready to punch anyone who disrespects them.”
“And I thought Bada would be the only person here who would be many girl’s type.”
Before you can all take your seats, you stand in the middle and see your team video playing, hearing "Backseat Freestyle" by Kendrick Lamar.
Then, the comments begin to flow in. Starting with Lady Bounce.
"I wanna say I'm intrigued about this team, but only because of Jeon Y/n."
"She's been known as the mother of HYBE. I mean, she's choreographed so many songs for so many groups. I guess that's where all the comments stem from." Lia Kim also speaks, addressing it to her team, and they nod.
"I don't understand why a team like this is on the show. They're like team Bebe, but instead of Bada, they have Y/n," Mina Myoung of Deep N Dap comments, and you stand there with a still, stoic face.
“The team has only been around for one year. They shouldn’t even be in this competition with us,” Wolf Lo’s Halo speaks out with her opinion.
You weren't amused by their comments in the slightest, but you wouldn't give them the satisfaction of getting any major reaction out of you.
Yoonji of Mannequeen then says the comment that ticks you off the most, "Not only are these the shadow of Jeon Y/n, but she is in the shadow of Jeon Jungkook. Even coming on this show, there is no escape from that."
Everyone keeps their eyes on you, trying to see any movement or expression of anger, but you give them a smirk. You knew a comment like this would be said, which didn’t surprise you.
You got those comments quite often any time a choreography of yours went viral so it was nothing you haven’t heard of.
Then, the crew with the trendy Bada Lee appears on the screen, "I'm gonna be honest, I don't know much about them." Lusher begins. " I'd say they're probably our biggest rivals due to our dance styles," Tatter adds.
"Maybe dancing is in Y/n's genes. She just has to prove it here. As a leader, I'm sure she knows many people look down on her due to her connection to her brother." You stare at the screen, a little surprised at the more neutral comment by their leader.
“Their style is very appealing and trendy. I feel we’re gonna see a lot from this crew,” Tsubakill’s Rena says with a soft smile.
The women of Jam Rebuplic were on screen, and you couldn't help but smile a little. Kristen and Ling met you during their time with the Royal Family, and knowing them for many years put you at ease. You also became a fan of Audrey's dance style with her appearance on the World of Dance.
"I know we're in a competition with these girls, but knowing Y/n personally, I know and believe her talent goes beyond imagination and can lead this team to success." The video then ends and shows the status of no-respect stickers given. You had gotten 2, while Lyn had 4.
As you sit, you think of having 3 level-headed crews on the show that didn't disrespect you. If anything, they looked respectful and sincere about all their comments.
The large room began to buzz in whispers as crews chatted about other teams. "I can't believe they think of you like that," Enyo shakes her head, but you shrug. "Their comments were honestly what I expected. I didn't expect the nicer things that Tsubakill and Bebe said."
"Agreed," Lyn mumbles, feeling down due to the comments. "I knew Jam was gonna be nice, but everyone else was truly a fifty-fifty."
Jam Republic then comes down with an energy that no one could match in the studio. They were the ones who felt as if they were at the top, and there was no denying it. They were at the top. The girls were the most unique with their versatile dance arsenal.
You knew your abilities as a dancer, and one thing you couldn't do well was Afro-dance, as the rhythm was genuinely different.
They stand in the middle as they react to their video, but every other team can't help but stare at the girls. The video played, and as every minute passed, their reactions were solely entertained rather than angry. In some way, you were engaged by the comments, too.
Some groups said they'd rather have Paris Globel there, but you know that in the popularity game, every team would have lost right then and there.
Nearing the end, you couldn't help but smile at Audrey's reaction to her 6 stickers. Your crew didn't have anything bad to say about them, and they took note of this as they took their seats right next to yours.
Ling and Kristen give you a fist bump and smile, which is noticed by Bada, who sits one team away from Aesthete.
“They seem close, huh,” Tatter whispers to her leader, who nods, intrigued at your relationship with the international team. After hearing the praise from Jam Republic, she knew you shouldn’t be underestimated.
If people from other countries were saying good things on your behalf, you couldn't be as weak as the other crews said. The large screen then shows the show's logo as the lights begin moving around on the runway area of the stage.
"Is it starting?" Enyo asks, but her questions are answered by Kang Daniel coming out. All the women were cheering as he had the mic and queue cards in hand.
"Hello. Welcome to Mnet's original dance series, Street Woman Fighter 2, and I'm your host, Kang Daniel. Not only will we see the competitions between some of the best dance crews in Korea, but we have gone international this season - with global named crews, making the competition more intense."
Heaven and Lyn act out a fight, punching each other lightly. "Yah, chill out, please," Aria warns the two younger girls causing them to abruptly halt the play fight.
"You'll fight to crush all the other crews and reach the top. Only one crew can do that. Here's the first dance battle to be the winner of this competition."
Kang Daniel did very good at amping everyone up. As you leaned forward, arms laid on your knees, hiding the lower half of your face, you hid your smile of amusement.
"The signature of the dance series is your first mission, the no-respect battle with the weakest dancer." You were all told to change, and you take your water with you as you return to the stage.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
As you leave your room, you see the tall figure with the Oreo hair leave the room right beside yours. You bow when you see her, and she reciprocates. Given that you were tall, standing at 5'8, looking slightly up to meet her gaze, it was surprising.
"Hello, Bada-nim," You reach your hand out, and her eyes go wide, looking stunned. "I just want to thank you for not saying anything negative on behalf of my team."
She gladly accepts your handshake with a friendly grin, "Hey man, I know what it feels like when people compare you to the idol instead of acknowledging your talents."
"You're telling me. I've been getting compared to my brother ever since everyone found out about us being related."
"I had those moments when dancing with Kai, but people warmed up to it, especially the more I choreographed for him."
You smile at her with envy, "I bet it's nice to hear the love from people." You lower your head and lean against the wall, feeling somewhat ashamed for feeling this way. "I'm a little jealous Bada-nim."
Bada tilts her head, confused at what you, out of everyone, had to be jealous about.
"My one wish after this entire show ends is for people to see me as Y/n, the leader of Asthete. The one who puts a lot of effort into their craft and passion. Not just a shadow of my brother."
Bada's eyes soften at your determined gaze. She could feel how much you meant every word you said to her. She could only assume how bad it was for you, but Bada never realized how much it affected your mental until you spoke to her.
Somehow, that being your first proper interaction and conversation with each other made Bada's heart race. She wasn't expecting you to open up, but she really appreciated it, as it motivated her.
You notice all the noise in the room behind her, "You wanna head down with me, or are you still waiting for your team?"
"I'll probably wait to make sure they don't take their sweet time," Bada jokes, and you give her a genuine laugh, knowing how it feels to have a team all younger than you. "Don't worry, I totally understand."
You then bow, excusing yourself to get to the main stage, where you see all of Jam Republic ready. "Kristen! Ling!" You say, coming up to the leader with a massive hug. You met the girls on your travel to New Zealand for a dance collaboration and loved their energy, causing you to keep in contact. "Hey, girl! Long time no see."
You pout, "I know, I've been busy, so I never got to visit you guys over there," you tell her as you point to Ling, trying to involve her in the conversation. She also hugs you and plays with your long, silky hair that was currently ashy brown in color. As the three talk, Bebe comes down and sees the interaction. "She's close to all of them?" Bada mumbled to herself. Lusher looks in their direction as well. "I guess so."
You begin telling jokes and stories about the recent classes you've taught. The newly arriving team saw you showing them a sample of a choreography, you probably made. You looked so happy and smiled brightly as you moved for them, not going all out to save energy. A smile frames Bada’s face as she takes a seat, comparing your energy to a child showing off a piece of candy they got.
Rather than the serious personality you showed when you first came in, you did a 180, displaying your doe eyes and bunny smile. "Oh, Audrey, I've meaning to say how big of a fan I am of your dancing."
Bada's thoughts stray away as she can't help but keep her eyes locked on your figure.
She wasn't gonna lie to herself. You are super attractive as you carry yourself with confidence and assertiveness.
The genes were strong, too. You looked like the female version of your brother, which was a given, but your nose just seemed a bit smaller and your lips were evidently plumper. From the eyes down to the smile and even tattoos that she could see, you were almost a carbon copy of him.
"Oo~ our teacher has some interest in the leader of Aesthete," Tatter teases, and Bada scoffs. "I'm just realizing how much she looks like Jungkook-nim."
"You got that right," Tatter says, and Minah butts in, "As hot as him too." The girls giggle at her comment, but they can't help but agree. "She's so cool," Cheche says.
You begin to raise the sleeves of your flannel, out of habit, as you continue your chat with Jam Republic and team Bebe's eyes widen. You had a few minimal tattoos on your left arm, but your right arm was what caught their attention.
Inked on your arm was a full sleeve covering your forearms and down to your hands. The tattoos were all in a delicate art style, but as they covered your entire arm, the combination was badass. It did suit you, but now your adorable image was flipped upside down in Bada’s mind.
If only you saw her gaze. It looked like she wanted to do unimaginable things to you, but in a quick flash, she realizes the setting she’s in and shakes her head a bit.
"She looks like she would beat someone up," Tatter mumbles, but Bada can't help but think your face doesn't match your body. You had innocent doe eyes and a cute smile while your body looked ready for a boxing match, from the tattoos down to your noticeable muscles. "The Jeon bloodline must be strong," Minah mumbles, but everyone agrees.
The rest of the crews begin entering, and you wave off the girls, returning to your team.
"Whoever is battling first better hype up the entire crowd. My hands are literally sweating right now," Ling says, but you side-eye her with a questioning stare. Emma noticed this, nudging Ling in your direction, causing the two of them to laugh.
Once they commence the battles, everyone gets nervous. "The first no-respect battle is... 1Million Redy."
Your gaze follows Redy as she comes down from her spot. "The person I pick as the weakest dancer is..." She teases the crowd, approaching Deep N Dap or Lady Bounce. Redy then does a complete reverse and stands before the light blue team, "Bada of Bebe."
An obnoxious squeal could be heard, and you covered your ears at the sudden pitch. Looking over your shoulder to see it was Heaven, your eyes grow wide. You never knew that sound could come from her body, as she was always the quiet one on the team.
"THE Bada Lee dancing? Take my money now." Enyo rolls her eyes and slaps her, "Dude, don't be embarrassing us...Have some dignity, please."
Your chuckle pulls the two girls out of their tiny argument, and they continue to pay attention. If Bada got Heaven to react that way, you knew you had to pay attention to her in this battle. The younger girl barely gives anyone a reaction but her members, yet here she was, fangirling over Bebe's leader.
You look over and see the taller woman nod her head. "Redy of 1Million picks Bada of Bebe as the worst dancer."
"I just don't respect you," Redy ends straight and clear. "That's it."
Bada slightly paces and smirks, "Not Redy. Soobin. You're still an eighth grader to me." You smile at the comment, feeling the hype after the comments. "Whaaaa~ unnie. This. Is. Amazing." Lyn jumps up and down as she holds onto your shoulders, keeping her balanced. You stayed seated as the battle began and couldn't help but stare at Bada. Her cold face would get countered by her confident personality.
Redy dances, and you nod your head ever so often. While the battle continues, you feel a pair of eyes staring at you.
You look across the stage and around until you see the pair of eyes that cause your alertness. It was Manequeen's own Barbie doll, Redlic. Your attention was back to the dance where you see Bada about to begin.
Your eyes travel all over her body as she teases the younger girl with her dance, the grinding, body rolls, the taunting? You loved seeing it all. She dominated the stage as a one-man act, and you applaud her for that, which she notices and bows. That was the first time you gave someone a reaction as you all filmed, so she felt good about her performance.
"Cards are open in 3! 2! 1!"
The judges flipped their cards quickly, showing Bebe winning 3:0. Monika picked up the mic and told Redy, "Compared to Bada, you did dance like an eighth grader." Saying it in a casual tone made even you feel hurt.
Everyone sits, and the following battle is about to occur, "Mannaqueen's Redlic, please take the stage."
She wastes no time, walking up to your crew and giving you a seductive look. "The dancer I pick with no respect is Jeon Y/n." You smirk at this and grab your mic.
"Redlic, why did you choose Y/n as the no-respect dancer?"
"I wanted to see if she could set the stage on fire with me on it," causing a very evident chuckle to come out of you. "I can. I can even make it burn," you say confidently.
"Alright, the fight shall begin!"
When it begins, Redlic starts feeling up her body to "Needed Me" by Rihanna and swaying her body. She gets closer to you, going around and shaking her ass in front of you, causing you to bite your lips at her antics. You’d never deny a beautiful woman making moves on you, even if it was just for her dance.
She adds some floor work and ensures she shows out using all her space. Redlic had you entranced for some time, and before you knew it, it was your turn, "3! 2! 1! Switch!"
Your song was "Or Nah" by Ty Dolla $ign, and as you begin, you take off your jacket, revealing your sleeveless white top, and everyone's eyes go wide seeing your arms and full tattoos. You were starting to look like a hot commodity on stage, and Redlic couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight.
Behind you, Bada was still trying to gather herself after her battle, but her face flushed again once you removed your flannel. She felt her body heating up and hoped to cover up her reactions by hiding behind her hands.
You grind on the floor, body rolling on Redlic's body while kneeling, then pull yourself up. You did some ticking moves and mixed in some slow motion in there. As you slow-mo a hip-grabbing movement, you go into a motion of locking and popping. Then, slide on the floor, adding a flip to finish your sensual dance.
Bada stares, the hardest she probably ever has, and you lock eyes for a second. Seeing her face and body language formed a sly grin on your face, making her look away, now blushing furiously. She can’t even keep her head in the game when she hears your win of 3:0 against Redlic.
"Unnie?" Lusher stares at her leader, who follows the direction of her eyes, and laughs at the realization. "Unnie, this isn't like you at all!" The sub-leader claps as she laughs, and Bada can't do anything but tell her to shut up, which only causes her to laugh harder.
After a few more battles, you could all take a 30-minute break before resuming.
Everyone sat down chatting, and you were again talking to Jam Republic. You and Audrey had tied 3 times in battle until they decided you won your last match. "Dude, I need to know how you did that neck-breaking move," you ask Audrey, and she giggles shyly. "Let me show you."
She shows you the move, and as you copy it perfectly, she claps for you, "Yes! Well, you got it, fast girl." You laugh at her and talk about her first dance battle. "Man, the first bone-breaking move was insane."
"Which one?"
"Oh, uh, this one," You show the move she hits during "Low" by Flo Rida. Audrey begins jumping excitedly, almost fangirling for you, even if it was her own move. Everyone in the studio notices your interaction with JR and gossip about it.
"I saw them talking before, so they must know each other."
"Well, I'm pretty sure Y/n has taught a class with Latirce and Kristen before, so it's unsurprising."
You make more friends and move to Bebe, who doesn't notice your presence. That was until Kyma looked like she'd seen a ghost in front of her, causing them to look behind and gasp, seeing you standing there in front of them.
"Hey," was the only thing that came out of your mouth, yet all of the Bebe members stared at you like you had just told them the most remarkable speech on the planet. Well, everyone other than Bada.
She stared at you with enticing eyes, and you quickly took notice of her motive. Regarding the No-respect battles, you had already danced in 5, most girls explaining it was just for fun. In every action you participated in, your eyes met with Bada's, and you never knew what ran through that head of hers as you couldn't even think while dancing.
But you figured it out now.
"Ah, Y/n-nim, I'm a big fan," Minah bows, and you wave your arms, trying to deny any praise. "You're an excellent dancer, no need to deny it. Pretty face and stage present too," Tatter says, mumbling the last part, but you heard it. Your hand guides Tatter's head to face you, and you smile, "If I'm pretty, you're gorgeous."
Her face turns bright red, and you pat her head, finding it cute. You then see a familiar face amongst the crew, "Lusher, it's been a while since you've been to one of my classes." The sub-leader's face is full of embarrassment for being called out. "Don't worry, I'm not mad about it," you tell her, and Lusher's tense body relaxes.
"I've just been more focused on Bebe the past year, but maybe after the show, you'd let me back in?"
"You're always welcome at my place. Any of you are, honestly. Nothing wrong with expanding your horizons in dance." You announce, but Bada scoffs a little. "This feels a bit insulting to me. I am their teacher, you know."
You had no ill intent behind your comment, but you wanted to tease her, "You can always join me too. I'm sure you'll be my number one student."
The two's faces are just inches away, both having a condescending smirk on their faces. Members of Bebe look at each other, feeling the intensity of their stares, but their eyes go large at your pitched idea.
"How do you think about this? After the show, we collaborate in a choreography and class, and then we can dance together. No competition needed." Your fingers then point to your crew and Bada's crew, "We can all dance together."
You were now leaning your arms on the bench, Bada sitting between your sleeveless arms. Lusher and Tatter can't help but giggle at the sight. It was like a fox versus a fox.
"Sure, but I don't know if I can wait that long to be a top student again." You read the subtly in her voice, implying something you couldn't put your finger on. You lick your lips at her gaze and grin.
"Win two more battles, and I'll take my top student out to dinner?'
Bebe's eyes widen again in shock. Never seen Bada's eyes look so mischievous as they did now.
"Deal~"
Tumblr media
A/n: The ending feels super lacking on this one, but I might make a part 2 to satisfy myself😭.
-sivine
841 notes · View notes
faegutz · 11 months
Note
Hmmmm cuz I have a headache rn, what about the 141( + Konig and Los vaqueros) helping a gn reader with a migrane?
Tumblr media Tumblr media
migraines and how they help ☆ pairing: 141 + los vaqueros + konig × gn! reader
authors note: i barely have migraines but when i do it hurts so much. Im gonna be honest and say im not too proud of these and i had no idea what to write sometimes- But hope you feel better soon anon and i hope you enjoy! :)
tags: migraine, hurt comfort?, domestic, probably ooc, medicine mentions, soft cod men
Tumblr media
"CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE"
- dad mode activated !
- has a whole cabinet specifically full of medicine, some thermometers, etc.
- gives you some aspirin and water
- the type to make you go to bed and nap and will refuse to let you get out of bed or do anything yourself
- just tell him what you need and he'll get it!! no need to get up
- will lay down with you and caress your face, occassionaly giving you soft kisses on the forehead
- will always take care of you when you dont feel good and make sure you feel better before he stops
"Let me take care of you,"
"SIMON GHOST RILEY"
- kinda confused on how hes supposed to help you but hes trying okay
- will go to the store and get you something that will help you with the pain
- hes never really taken care of someone before so hes a little awkward
- he wants you to lay down and get some rest but he also doesnt want to baby you
- so he just kinda stands there while you do your thing, watching and waiting in case you need his help with anything
- if you ask him to lay down with you, he will and he'll make sure to hold you close
- "It's okay, love,"
"JOHN SOAP MACTAVISH"
- i feel like he gets sick maybe once a year so he has no clue how to even help with a migraine
- will stand in the medicine aisle at the store, staring at every single thing thats on the shelf and having no clue what to grab
- doesnt want to call you and bother you because youre in pain, so he ends up asking someone else in the aisle what the hell youre supposed to get for a migraine
- gets home about 5 minutes later than he should because he took so long just standing in the store with a confused look on his face
- will make you soup or something warm because that usually helped him when he was sick or in pain
- he almost started a fire because he forgot he was even making you food since he was more distracted by worrying over you and making sure you were comfortable !! how fun
- "Uh, the soup is burnt.."
"KYLE GAZ GARRICK"
- he definitely gets sick often, and hes almost an expert on how to help you
- makes sure you drink water regularly and occasionally take an aspirin
- most of the migraines hes ever gotten was because he was stressed
- so he practically gives you a therapy session and asks you what gave you the headache and if you were stressed
- lets you just talk it out if you were stressed
- keeps a close eye on you and makes sure you drink enough water and that you eat
- "Tell me whats been bothering you,"
"ALEJANDRO VARGAS"
- immediately notices that youre in pain when he sees you wince or squint your eyes
- is ready with pain medication and some water
- he offers to give you a back massage and hes very skilled with his hands so it feels amazing
- he makes sure to close all the blinds or curtains so its darker inside so the pain is less for you
- whispers in your ear about how much he loves you just so you feel relaxed and comfortable
- gives you kisses on the top of your head and soothingly rubs your back in circles
- "Te amo mucho,"
"RODOLFO RUDY PARRA"
- out of all the characters on this list, I have a feeling he would definitely be the best caretaker for you
- makes sure you get sleep and drink water, will literally hold you down if he has to
- he holds you against his chest while you sleep, staying by your side the whole time
- will cook meals for you and basically do everything for you
- suggests turning on some soothing noises or guided meditation sounds on the TV that will help you relax
- he also will brush your hair/do your hair for you if you find it relaxing
- "Solo relájate, cariño."
"KONIG"
- ohh hes so sorry that youre in pain and he tries his best to comfort you in any way he can
- hes not sure what to do himself but if you ask anything of him he will get right on it
- frequently asks if youre comfortable or if you need him to do anything
- it almost gets annoying, but he just wants to make sure youre taken care of and that you feel better soon
- he has no clue how to cook most things so he does the next best thing and goes to the store and buys all your favorite snacks for you
- "Do you need anything else, meine liebe?"
Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes
paperstarwriters · 8 months
Text
Sleep
Muriel x Reader
Warnings: Sleepy reader, a kiss is used to shut the reader up. Muriel manhandles reader a bit
Summary: It's late. You're tired, and Muriel is too. All he wants to do is bring you to bed.
[A/N]: Reader is currently me rn. I should really head to bed lol. Also, if this looks familiar, this is the file "A bed and a book" from that WIP Wednesday I did a while ago. (I'll link it tomorrow lol. I need to sleep...)
Masterlist | The Arcana Masterlist
Word count: 2,021
─────── ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 ───────
Muriel watches you amidst the growing cold of the hut.
He watches you tremble and shiver, as you work, too focused to notice your own quaking limbs, or too busy to give it any attention. The fire dies in the fireplace, and though there was plenty of firewood that he could easily restock the fire with, a roaring fire with no one to watch over it only ever spelled trouble.
Usually he didn't even let the fire keep going this late at night, but you needed it while you worked.
You also, however, needed sleep.
"It's late."
You hum, continuing to scribble as you mutter something about a fleeting idea before you respond.
"I know. Just let me finish this."
Muriel huffs. That's not the first time you've said that and he knows full well that it won't be the last either. He pulls himself from the warmth of the bed, where he had been waiting for you, and plants his feet on the cold floor. The feeling makes him flinch for a moment, and he decides with a sigh, that he would give you one more chance.
"No. It's really, really late."
"You don't have to wait up for me."
In another moment, in another context, Muriel might have blushed at being caught caring for you. At being caught waiting or anticipating your return to his side. Currently however, a streak of frustration, fleeting but hot, burns in his chest. He "doesn't have to"? If he didn't wait up for you, you'd waste yourself away working on your projects. If he didn't wait up for you, he'd have to fall asleep and wake up to empty arms as you sit there just within reach and yet so far away. If he didn't wait up for you, would you ever sleep at all?
Muriel scoffs, and he wonders if you can hear it through your work. He wonders if you can hear him stand from the bed, and stride over towards you. Hearing you gasp as he wraps his arms around you, he figures you didn't, which only serves to target the selfish and greedy part of him—the part that makes his frustration flare all the more at the absence of your attention, the absence of your body pressed against his own.
The look you give him, wide eyed and filled with a startled awe, serves to soothe him for a moment, easing that need for attention, but it brings back to his focus the dark circles under your eyes, and the tremble of your hands hovering over your paper. It's a horrible combination really. The selfish and greedy need for your attention, for your skin against his, made virtuous through his concern for your health and your desperate need for sleep. It made it all the more hard to tell the line where he was being greedy, and where he was being concerned. Yet, if he wanted you to be happy and healthy by his side, could that even really be called greed?
As shock melts into confusion, Muriel can feel your trembling body melt against his, relaxing into the offer of sleep and rest that you continue to deprive yourself of. Greed, Muriel decides, is a kind and necessary thing to indulge in if it means you get to rest.
"It's late," he reiterates.
You scoff, rolling your eyes as you glance around the room, clearly not believing time to have slipped past you so quickly. Knowing you’re delirious with exhaustion, he doesn't trust you to realize that he had stocked the fireplace earlier that day to burn late into the night, and that no, he did not do anything that may speed up the burning process in any way.
Instead, he drags his hand down to your own, trembling as you grip your pen as if you feared it might be ripped away from you in any given moment. Though the temptation to do so is there, he knows full well how ineffective that would be. Instead, he trails his hand down your forearm. The rest of your arm is still pinned down by his in a half hug, but he doesn't even need to exert much pressure to keep you in place—your exhaustion doing most of that work for him.
Fresh from the confines of the bed, his hand and body still cling to the remains of warmth, a sharp contrast to your own, left night-chilled in the absence of the fireplace. It's clear, with the trail of goosebumps and shivers that appear in the wake of his touch, that you're freezing right now, and in desperate need of blankets and warm, warm cuddles.
His hand makes his way down to yours eventually, and he can see the twitch of your fingers as you're tempted to drop the pen to take his hand into your own. Pressing his thumb to the seam of your wrist and your palm,  Muriel feeds the temptation, massaging the tender skin as best he can manage despite his calloused fingers. He’s careful not to seem too desperate for you to relax and drop your work to follow him back into the warm embrace of the bed. Up and down, he works his thumb from the centre of your palm to your pulse on your wrist. Little by little your hand sags in his hold, your pen drooping and slipping from loosened fingers, until it finally falls and leaves a splatter of ink on the wood of the table.
Your eyes dart down and your hand tenses up prepared to apologize and clean up your little mess, but Muriel refuses to let you fuss over something so trivial when your own health is at risk. His face dips into the crook of your neck, his lips spattering kisses against your skin luring you further into his embrace until your eyes flutter closed and your head bobs against his shoulder, fighting a futile battle against the urge to sleep.
Letting go of your hand, and slipping his hand instead beneath your legs to scoop you from your seat, Muriel realizes that he too must be a little delirious with sleep. Blush grows against his face, while he continues to press kisses against your skin, but he doesn't have much energy left to care about how embarrassing his affections may be. Instead, he sighs his lips still pressed against your skin as he pulls you into bed.
"Next time, I'm dragging you to bed the moment the sun goes down," he blurts, uncaring for any embarrassing connotations you might derive from his words. Instead, he focused on holding you close against him, in his arms where you belonged as you wormed your own arms around him, finally settling into his embrace.
At least, he thought you were settling into his embrace.
Despite how your body was nearly a puddle of boneless goop in his arms, exhausted and ready for sleep, you try to turn looking back to the table where your pen and papers lay.
"my pen—" you try to argue.
"it's fine," he mutters, his voice a bit gruff with his own exhaustion. "Go to sleep"
"But the ink—"
"it's fine," he grumbles again, squeezing you tighter in case you tried to slip free. "Go to sleep"
"But—"
Muriel sighs again, loud and irritated and tired, before he leans in and seals your lips with his own. He knows that tomorrow, if he thinks to long about the events of last night, he'll burn himself with how hard he'd blush, but today, all he wants is for you to go to sleep and get some well deserved rest. He's willing to sacrifice a little embarrassment if it means you sleep.
Even if he'd find himself embarrassed tomorrow, he hopes that it'll be washed out with the pride he feels in the moment, burning bright and making his chest tight, as he feels you sag in his arms. You’re melting from his kiss alone and that makes his heart soar. The effect he has just from kissing you is wonderful sure, but it's the evidence that he knows you that makes him feel the warmest. He knows how to get you to relax. He knows how to make you feel comfortable enough to finally go to sleep. Pulling back, he settles himself back into the crook of your neck, grinning from accomplishments, as he feels you finally seem to drift of to sleep.
Of course, seem is the word of focus here. Since, moments later, Muriel can feel you once again trying to squirm free from his embrace. Though he keeps his eyes closed amidst your little struggle, he holds you tighter, muttering in a sleep raged voice for what seems like the hundredth time.
“Go to sleep.”
You fall limp at his request, though he's more than awake enough to realize what you're trying to do. Waiting and biding your time for him to fall asleep before you. He sighs at the notion, and changes tactics.
"What's wrong?"
You're silent for a moment, still feigning sleep even if he can feel your heartbeat's staccato rhythm from where you're pressed against his chest. He doesn't push though, almost hoping that you'd fall asleep while pretending to do so, but he still waits for your reply, whether it comes or not.
"I just... I have an idea I want to write down."
"You can write it down tomorrow."
"But what if I forget?"
Muriel pauses. The temptation to wave away your concerns with a simple argument like, "if it's important you'll remember tomorrow," sits on his tongue, but he can't help but reflect an answer onto himself. Perhaps it was the constant wash of affection that you'd give him, or how you were often so eager to denounce whatever quiet self-deprecating thoughts he might voice aloud, or maybe it was just how often he was spending time outside of himself, and with you, or Asra, or the others. He doesn't know what exactly caused it, but he knows how it affects him now. He's important, and yet he was forgotten. To you, this project is the same.
This matters to you. Denying its importance will get him nowhere he wants to be.
"You can tell me," he offers, "I'll remember it."
"You're already half asleep."
Muriel cracks an eye open, "you are too."
Your attempt to refute his statement falls short when you yawn, which makes him yawn as well, though his is half muffled around his smile.
"alright, fine," you mutter eventually, tucking your face against his chest. Your arms squirm from their place trapped beneath his own, this time though, rather than escaping, you wrap your arms around him as you finally settle in his embrace for good.
He listens as long as he can, to you talk about the solutions to the puzzle you have noted down in your book, but you're mostly talking to yourself, thinking through the issue, refuting your own claims as you drift off, voice growing weaker and weaker before you finally sag against him, and Muriel can finally settle in against you, able to fall asleep now that you're in his arms, and he is in yours.
Before he settles however, he takes a moment to appreciate his reward, pressing a kiss against your eyelids, before he leans back and appreciates your relaxed and sleeping expression, whispering. You deserve rest like this. You deserve to relax. You've been so busy lately, he doesn't want to see you in pain.
When he finally tucks himself by your side and presses his cheek against your skin, Muriel can't help but chuckle at the chance to just fall asleep just like that. He knows it clings to him now. That falling asleep would be just as easy as that, but it hadn't always been. Sitting up forced to deal with swirling thoughts alone had once been the bane of his existence, but now, curled up with you by his side, he could talk if he needed to, just like you needed to earlier.
Now, falling asleep is as easy as one... two...
....
In the dying moments of his consciousness, Muriel continues to stare at you, pressing another kiss against your sleeping face, as he whispers precious words, fully aware you can't hear him. It doesn't really matter anyways. He'll tell you them all again tomorrow night. And if you can't hear it then, he'll tell you the next day, then the day after that, and the day after that.
"I love you," he mutters. "Goodnight."
489 notes · View notes
just-jordie-things · 1 year
Note
idk if your requests are open so i’m sorry if they’re not :( but i really really need some comfort rn so if it’s not to hard could you write jjk men comforting reader who’s just had an all around shitty day? idc who else is in it, but i really like yuta and megumi:)) -🌿
I'm always down for some blurbs! hope it gives ya some comfort nonnie <3
OKKOTSU YUUTA
okkotsu finds you sitting alone during your free period. at first very excited to approach you and ask to join, because he rarely got to spend one on one time with you. you mostly only spent time together as a group with the other second years, so this could finally be his chance to, i don't know, woo you?
but upon nearing you, he realizes that you're quietly crying to yourself, and now his excitement is replaced with concern.
"(y/n)?"
as soon as you noticed him there, you're quick to wipe your tears and plaster on a friendly smile.
"oh- hi," you chuckle nervously, and hope he hadn't seen you crying for the last ten minutes. "sorry, i didn't see you there"
"are you okay?" he asks, sitting beside you and staring at you in a way that made you embarrassed to have been caught.
"yeah, i just- yeah," you stammer, unsure of what to say, as you didn't want to bother him. "don't worry about it, i'm fine" you decide, giving him another smile that he could see right through.
"you're crying," yuuta frowns. "do you want to talk about it?"
your mouth opens, and then closes, still unsure if you should dump your issues onto him. you weren't usually one to vent to your friends, everyone had their own problems going on, it was just the way of life in this society, but yuuta seemed so genuinely concerned it would make your heart hurt to turn him away.
"you sure?" you ask quietly.
he laughs, genuinely laughs, with a smile and crinkled eyes, like you'd just told a silly joke and hadn't asked for his consent to vent your issues. you seem confused by this, which only makes him continue to chuckle as her speaks.
"of course i'm sure," he says, reaching out to brush away a stray tear you'd missed. your cheeks heat up. "we're friends, right? friends talk to each other when they're upset,"
the way your heart skipped a beat at his mere concern for your feelings didn't seem like he was just a friend to you, but you decided you could circle back to that later.
"or, if you'd rather, we could go on a snack run and watch a movie, if you just want to forget about it" he offered politely.
this time, you gave him a real smile, and it finally felt like you weren't going to burst into tears again.
"we could do both?" you suggested quietly, and yuuta grinned ear to ear. ___
FUSHIGURO MEGUMI
you weren't sure how long you'd been crying, but it was long enough that it was no longer just a cry, but definitely a full on breakdown.
which, you were a person in tune with your emotions, so when you felt like you needed to let it all out in a healthy way, you would.
but today wasn't one of those days. today was a terrible day. and it had come out of nowhere. so instead of doing any of your homework or anything to distract your mind, you'd collapsed into bed and let your emotions completely engulf you.
it's not until your phone is ringing that you even wonder how long you'd been smearing wet makeup into your pillows.
you want to take the thing and chuck it against the wall, silencing it forever, but when you see it's megumi calling you go against your better judgement.
megumi was a solid texter, like most of your generation, he hated phone calls. he would actively decline calls just to text the caller and ask what it was they needed, firmly believing there was nothing you could say in a call that couldn't be texted.
so seeing his name lighting up your screen, you figured it must have been important. sniffling and clearing your throat to hide your strained voice, you answered.
"hey, 'gumi"
"hey sweetheart," he greets, and you can hear his smile through the phone, somehow. it brightens your mood in the slightest. "you still studyin'?"
"uh," you pause, glancing over to your bag of textbooks that sat on your floor, unmoved from when you'd thrown it to the ground before falling into bed. "no"
despite you trying your best to mask your emotions, your voice cracks on the single word, and megumi being who he is, picks up on it right away.
"you alright?" he asks without missing a beat.
in the two years he'd known you, he'd never heard or seen you cry. not even after everything you'd been through together. so hearing your voice strain and crack lights up an instinct in him to protect. to fix.
"yeah, sorry," you clear your throat, hoping to feign ignorance, as though your mouth had just played a trick on you and made ou fumble your words. "what were you calling for-?"
"sounds like you've been crying," megumi cuts off the bullshit and questions her again. "what's goin' on? did something happen?"
your eyes betray you, welling with tears as megumi's concern for your well being becomes evident.
"it's nothing, i'm fine"
"you're a terrible liar, sweetheart," megumi sighs, and so do you. "what happened?"
you fall back onto your bed again, biting your lip to keep any other broken sounds from escaping you.
"nothing, really," you say through a heavy breath. "don't worry 'bout it"
just as you start to melt into the comfort of your blankets, there's a knock on your door. you lift your head at the sound, but then choose to ignore it.
"don't worry about it?" megumi repeats with a small scoff. "course i'm gonna worry about it. did someone say something? do something?"
tears prick at the corners of your eyes, threatening to send you into another sobbing fit.
"don't wanna bother you" you mumble out your lame excuse. megumi scoffs again on the other end of the line.
another knock sounds at your door.
"you could never bother me, sweetheart," he says honestly.
your heart melts at how sweet he could sound sometimes. you wonder if he even knows that he's talking like a romantic, or if that's just how he's grown to speak to you.
"now come get the door, i look like an idiot out here"
you're quick to sit up again, sliding off the bed and crossing the room to slide your door open.
sure enough, there's megumi, with his phone to his ear and a small smile on his face. he ends your call and tucks his phone into his pocket, before reaching his arms out and pulling you into him.
you practically crash into his chest, clinging to the back of his shirt as the tears pool in your eyes again. he just stands there, hugging you comfortingly and letting you cry for a few minutes. but he's the first to break the silence.
"figured you weren't doin' too well," he mumbles, resting his cheek against your head as his hand rubs circles on your back. "didn't text me all day, thought you were mad at me or somethin'"
"no," you mumbles, shaking your head against his chest. "I'm not mad at you. i just... i just had the shittiest day"
he hums, hugging you tighter.
"well, I'm here now," he says, and he doesn't know it, but it was the most comforting thing he could've told you.
well, he might've figured it out when you hold onto him even tighter, but he doesn't realize right away why that was significant to you.
"wanna talk about it?"
you look up at him, in all of your teary eyed, runny mascara glory. despite the pang of concern, he smiles at you, bringing a hand away from your back to wipe some of the black stains away from your cheeks.
you nod a little back at him.
"in bed?" you sniffle, and he nods, finally stepping into your room and sliding your door shut behind him.
"so you can fall asleep on me?" he asks.
your hand finds his and the action makes his face go hot, but he squeezes your palm reassuringly.
you nod again in answer to his question, already pulling back the blankets with your free hand so you could both climb under and end a terrible day on a good note. ___
GOJO SATORU
if this man ever finds you in a bad mood, prepare for the ultimate goddess treatment.
first, he's all over you, holding you, wiping away/kissing away your tears, but letting you get it all out. will probably pull you into his lap and rock you. early on in the relationship this might have felt infantilizing, but as time goes on it's just so comforting that you'll find yourself crawling into his lap to be cradled.
once you've got the tears out of your system, he let's you vent. and really vent, too. he'll hang onto every word as you explain the misfortune you'd encountered that day, always taking your side. if you had a fight with someone, he's shit talking them. if someone's hurt your feelings, he's shit talking them.
god forbid you've been physically hurt, because he'll teleport away and back in a matter of seconds with someone else's blood on his knuckles without question.
after you've talked through the whole situation, he's onto step three. which is fix the day! this usually includes sweets, a warm bubble bath, and then a prolonged period of cuddle time. sometimes on the couch while binging your new favorite show, and sometimes in a comfortable silence in bed. no matter where it is, expect satoru to get anything you might need. water? wine? a snack? a comfy pair of pajamas? he's up and at it before you could even think of getting up for it.
gojo satoru is already a whipped romantic, but expect ten times more praise and flirty comments after a bad day. it would almost be annoying, if he wasn't so genuine about his sweetness. you swear it's all the sugar in his system. (seriously, he'll remind you how much he loves you every two minutes. if he had control over what he said in his sleep, you were sure he'd keep at it even through the night)
even the next day you get a special breakfast and your favorite drink waiting for you when you wake up. he can't cook to save his life it definitely came from your favorite restaurant ten minutes prior <3 ___
INUMAKI TOGE
toge finding you crying only makes you want to cry more, to be honest.
you thought you'd be in the clear turning down an empty corridor when the tears finally came on. you'd been keeping them down all day, which had taken quite a lot of energy. so when they crept up on you and burned your throat, you knew you'd have to duck somewhere to quickly collect yourself before anyone could see.
unfortunately for you, the day's events wouldn't stop replaying in your mind as you wiped your eyes repeatedly, the tears were nonstop. now you were sliding down to the floor, holding your face in your hands as you sobbed quietly.
and much less to your liking, you could hear footsteps approaching. at a regular rate at first, before picking up speed and now rushing towards you.
looking up, you found a very worried looking toge kneeling before you. you wanted to tell him to go away, but he was already unzipping his collar and asking you if you were alright... in his own way.
"mustard leaf!?" it comes out panicked, afraid that he was the worst person to find you like this.
if you were having a panic attack, he feared he wouldn't be capable of helping you out of it. his cursed speech really was that sometimes, cursed.
"i- i'm fine," you hiccuped over your words.
the waterworks pouring out of your face told him the truth, and toge furrowed his brows, frowning deeply.
"jus' a bad day," you whimpered. "really, you c-can go," you hope he'll listen, and leave you be to cry over your humiliation. "i don't want you to s-see me like this"
toge shakes his head, trying to find a way to communicate what little he could that he'd never leave you here like this.
he reaches out to you, cupping your face in his hands, stroking his thumbs over your skin to wipe away the tears. the action catches you so off guard that you find yourself holding your breath. this effectively helps you to calm down and the tears eventually stop falling.
you're still a little embarrassed, but when you look at toge, he doesn't seem to pity you or mock you at all. he seems completely worried over you, his brows drawn in a knot, his own eyes glossy, he's even chewing on his lip.
he cared about you this much?
"thanks, toge" you say once you've caught your breath again, and your throat doesn't feel as strained.
he nods back at you, pinching your cheek softly, affectionately. he offers you a sweet smile, before sticking his tongue out. you give him a wobbly smile in return.
when you seem to be feeling better, he drops his hands, only to hold your shoulders and pull you forward so that he can hug you. you're stunned at first, but cave into it, wrapping your arms around his neck and clinging on, soaking up all the comfort you could get.
"i needed this" you sigh, shutting your eyes and melt into him further.
toge squeezes you back tighter. ___
don't forget to give yourself time to cry and heal lovelies <3 xoxo ~ jordie
680 notes · View notes
w98pops · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
the text reads:
[WENDY EASTWOOD
"My daddy always said, that the best way to do the dirty work is on full stomach."]
my wendy card from a little (very big and cool) fallout cardswop project thats going on rn :)
more about the project under the cut, and you really should read it because its super fun
SO me and 25 other very cool people from a big russian-speaking fallout circle ganged up 😈 and made a functional deck (36 cards) that you can play AND swap for other cards by meeting in person (moscow and st. petersburg mostly) or by mail.
this is kinda one of the coolest projects I ever took a part in 😭
It's a pretty local thing, BUT you can still appreciate all the work and love of these AMAZING people on this site:
It's on russian, but you can't miss the giant gallery of cards people made, check them out i BEG you.
Some of the people that worked on it (who are conveniently my mutuals):
@nataliens with her jack of cards, Josh
@fisatheape with their Sunny (seven of clubs), and Agnes (jack of clubs)
@auntiemurdoc with her Stella (king of spades), Faith (nine of hearts) and Linda (joker)
@crystallizedmiracle with her Raphael (ace of clubs) and Ramira (six of clubs)
AND OF COURSE @kapi-tanka with characters who need literally no introduction 😭 Oscar (ace of hearts) and Andy (joker). Kap is the mastermind behind this insanely cool thing.
@yelly-ink with her Punch (nine of clubs)
@medmedom with his Ed (ten of hearts)
And a lot A LOT of other people i didn't mention, but this is just kinda the list of my mutuals you're REQUIRED to follow, or I'm blocking you. They are so nice and so sweet and I had so much fun talking in our group chat and drawing the cards it's just. An unforgettable experience.
Yeah, i said card—s because there will be more!! We will be doing the "dlc" pack of cards to complete the deck to full 52+ with a gajillion bonus cards (which will include a one silly guy of mine and one not so silly guy of mine. i think y'all know who im talking about). SO STAY TUNED.
❤️❤️❤️
148 notes · View notes
babybearthepsychic · 1 year
Text
💓 what do your spirit guides want you to know right now? 💓 dm me for a personal paid reading here or tip me !
1-2
3-4
Tumblr media
🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸🧸🌸
Pile 1 : hugs to pile 1 !!!! your guides want you to know that you're going to be successful in this endevour/goal/manifestation that you are working towards. They want you to be more careful with your choices. They see your hardwork and efforts. Im picking up on a motherly figure, someone who is very gentle with their love for you. They love you SO much and will do anything to make sure you have everything you need in life from a good home / money / healthy and well intentioned people in your circle ( they may step back at times to let you learn from experience and let you make your own choices if you dont have everything i listed ^ ) they want to give and help you with anything that brings you true happiness and peace because they didnt have that in their life. Your guides want you to know there is more to life than being by yourself, gaurded. You have more power in you and around you than you know / think atm ✨ they dont want you to stress over the things you cannot control and focus on what you can change. You may be upset or deppressed rn, its okay. They know your heart. 💓 They also want you to choose more wisely as well when it comes to what is infront of you / on your mind. Start a new morning routine, go outside more, do one small thing that your future self will be happy when you can 🫶 They know you got thissss and theyre here for you when you need!!! All you need to do is ask, they also want you to know that, that they are with you. Even if you feel alone at times, they give you hugs often and are proud of you regardless, life isnt a race, it can be messy at times but youre doing amazing sweetie 🌻🧸
Pile 2 : wauwww, pile 2, ya'll have some interesting things in store for you hehe! Your guides are very protective over you 😼 they are quickkkk to do what it takes on their end to help when people are rude/giving you negative energy. The person will be sorrryyyy to mess with you! Your guides dont mess around when it comes to you 💖 youre their shining star. 🥹 they want you to know that good things take time. Fail, fail and fail again until you succeed. What works for you may not work for everyone vice versa 💫 you can listen and ask for others opinions but really follow your own path. Work on your manifesations. Really be thoroughhhhh about them. They want you to take more chances and do new things. They want you to be more comfortable with the idea of change as well. Spring is almost in full effect and they want you to go out and live your life to the fullest and be more confident in the choices you make. You are the main character of your life, its your time to shine. Theyre giving you a gentle nudge for you to send it. You msy feel that they give you tough love sometimes, but thats only because they want you to learn and know your worth so others wont step on your toes in the future 🌻🧸
Pile 3 : oh shiiiii, pile 3 ! Your guides want you to do some inner work, and self reflection / spending more time with yourself to really ✨feeeel ✨ and ✨ seeee ✨the actions you are making. I am picking up this has to do with your love lives 💓 they want you to ask yourself important questions. Your guides are def going a bit silent haahaha only because they want YOU to choose. Theyre very happy for you and you make them laugh at times hahaha, i love your guides, you guys seem really close, like a close family that is open with eachother 🥹 they want you to know things are changing in the near future. Youre really going to be HAPPY soon. Like soooo fucking happy. You may not even see this coming cause it will happen so fast 🥹 you def have a lot to look forward to. They want to keep that on the hush hush tho🤫 they dont want me to reveal too much other than " wear protection " for some of ya'll 🤣 . ~ sorry this was a shorter pile but it is straight forward and they dont want me to say toooo much. Keep living life, you'll get there soon 🌻🧸
Pile 4 : Pile 4, you guys might resonate with pile 2's messages. Your guides actually are taking care of some business behind the scenes, maybe someone was shady af to you / sending you the evil eye. I cant get this message out fast enough lol it will be taken care of, but happen fast for this person. They aboutta be humbled reaal quick. donut worry about it. This person will get their karma for wronging you. Maybe this person was messing with your money, your mind / self belief cause this person sending you negativity really is just NOT a healthy person. Your guides want you to focus on your passions, and worklife. And work on your emotional state when it comes to being able to do what you love, whatever that may look like <3 the things you want wont be taken away, this person cannot take your blessings away no matter how hard they try to slow the process. Keep focusing on you, your strength and your state of mind 🌻🧸
Tumblr media
334 notes · View notes
Note
omgomg okay you have to hear me out i’m having a moment rn😭…
tangerine x reader where reader is like insecure about something and he’s just like girl wtf i love you what do you mean???
i will drop to my knees and cry happy tears if u can make this work😔
hii!! I love this🥹 I haven’t had many tan requests for a while, I was worried you guys stopped liking him😭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
reassurance
tangerine x f reader
wc || 652
warnings || none? just fluff
masterlist & taglist
Some days, you felt comfortable within yourself. Others, not so much. Unfortunately, today was one of those days. 
Tangerine had reserved a table at a nice restaurant outside the city for tonight's date. He'd always make a deal about it, buy you flowers, compliment you, pull your chair out, all the other chivalrous acts he does so well. Dates like these were something you did regularly, but tonight, you did not want to go. You didn't even want to leave the house. 
You wanted to stick it out, do it for your boyfriend. You knew these dates meant a lot to him, so you didn't want to disappoint him. 
You finish up in the shower, wringing the water from your hair as you walk into your joint bedroom. You aimlessly flick through the dresses in your wardrobe, seeing if anything catches your interest, but nothing does. You don't want to wear any of them. Recently you've been feeling a little more insecure than usual, so the thought of going out tonight was not something you could stomach.
You sit down at the edge of the bed and allow yourself some time to calm down, some moments to reassure yourself, but when you glance at the mirror opposite you, all that goes out the window.
"Honey?" Tangerine calls out behind the door, "We gotta be there at eight. You nearly ready?" 
"Okay," you reply flatly, mentally scolding yourself. "Yeah, ready soon," you lie, raking your fingers through your wet hair.
"You alright?" he asks, his tone soft.
"Yeah," you lie again, patting yourself dry with the towel.
"Don't sound like it. Can I come in?" Tangerine questions, not fully believing you.
"Um- I'm naked," you say, panicked.
He lightly laughs from behind the door. "I'm sure I'll manage. Can I come in? I want to see you,"
"Yeah," you mumble in defeat.
"You're not ready," he says, his tone sounding like a question as he stares at you.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry," you reply, avoiding his gaze. "Don't need that long," you partially lie.
"What's going on?" he asks, noticing the uneasy expression on your face.
You shrug indifferently. "Nothing," lie.
"No, I recognise that face," he frowns, walking towards you. "What's going on, sweetheart?" he asks softly, kneeling between your legs. 
You shrug once more, deterring from his admiration-filled gaze.
"Love..." he gently pushes, his hands sweetly circling your bare knee.
"I feel ugly," you mutter, staring at the door to avoid his soft blue eyes.
"What?" his head cocks, his features pulling together, looking as though he's confused. "Ugly?"
You don't respond. You meekly nod as you fidget with your fingers. 
"Why would you think that?" he questions, his tone full of sincerity. He props himself higher so that his face is in line with yours. His warm palms cup your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. "Don't ever talk about yourself that way again, you hear me? You are beyond beautiful," his words are firm yet tender, his softened eyes locked on yours. "You are so beautiful," he kisses the tip of your nose. 
He pulls away. His fingers brush the wet strands behind your ear with his eyes focused on you as if you're the most precious thing in the world. "That why you don't want to go out?" he asks, sounding like he knew the answer.  
"Sorry,"
"No, love. Don't be," he smiles. "I'll cancel," he says matter-of-factly, his thumbs stroking your cheeks. "I don't want you doing something you don't want to. We can get McDonald's for all I care," he chuckles, trying to ease you.
"Really?"
"Really," he nods before kissing you. "Can't be fucked to wear a suit and be around a bunch of posh pricks anyway,"
You snicker, already feeling better about the situation.
"Put on some joggers or summat. And we'll get a maccies?" he offers, sweetly smiling at you.
Tumblr media
taglist: @tangerinesgf @kpopgirlbtssvt @slasher-sequels-suck @earth-elemental18 @ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @thewinterv @navs-bhat @ilovetangerinewithallmyheart @theredvelvetbitch @randomawesomeperson102 @lov3lypeaches7 @princess-pebbles-things @astermath @dynamitehacke @ugh09876554444 @boldlyimportantface @charmedkim @fruitlovertangerine @psiiconic @bubblezuku @sporadiccherryblossomfan @landryslove
319 notes · View notes
hellsbarnes · 1 year
Text
୨ 𝙖𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 ₊˚ପ⊹ 𝙗.𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙬 ୧
pairing: bradley “rooster” bradshaw x fem!civilian!reader
summary: you’re on a first date with bradley, and it gets heated really quickly
warnings: nsfw themes, 18+, minors do not interact, public sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of casual sex, no plot just p*rn (please do not read if you’re uncomfortable)
word count: 864
author’s note: babes, i think my rooster obsession is back. please remember to reblog or leave some feedback, thank you!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“You drink?” your date asks when he returns with two glasses of what looked like bourbon, the party was in full swing, the live band was performing all those latest hit songs.
“What? You think a woman can’t drink?” You retort playfully smiling when the brunette chuckles, licking his lips as he passes the glass to you, watching, his gaze fixated on your lips as you took a swig, feeling the alcohol burn your throat as you did, you had, after your best friend’s persuasion decide to go out on a date, you weren’t one for sit down diners and sweet talk however. 
So, it was only a coincidence that your date wasn’t one for that either, his name was Bradley and by gods, the man looked good, he had by the looks of things just returned from the Navy, given the way he had walked in, dressed in uniform, and if there was anything you liked more than that, was a man in uniform, just the way it hugged his larger frame and the way his eyes met yours could have on your knees.
“So, what’s your favourite colour?” he asks, trying to strike up a conversation and you chuckle softly.
“Really Bradley? Are you going to pretend that all you want is to talk about what I like?” you reply, your voice sultry and you sauntered forward, smirk playing on your lips when he swallows hard, you bite your lip as you lean in, placing a hand on his chest as he circles his arm around your waist.
“Pretty and straightforward, I like that,” he replies and you smile, finishing the rest of your drink before letting him take you out back, feeling his hand slide down your back as you did, the second the bar’s back door closed, Bradley’s lips crashed onto yours hungrily, your lips moulding with his, moaning when he pins you against the wall.
The heat of the evening mixed with the impending sex in the air pushed you forwards as he chases your mouth, you grin allowing his hands to slide over your curves, squeezing, going lower until he hikes your skirt up, you were tired of wearing those pretty little dresses, dolling up when all you wanted was to be taken right here and now.
He tasted like mint and whiskey, a combination that you didn’t know you loved this much, you quickly undid the button of his pants, pulling his cock out, pumping it in our hand, your thumb swiping over the tip, gathering the pre cum, using it as lubrication, whimpering when Bradley moves his lips from yours, pressing open mouthed kisses all over your exposed neck, nipping on your skin.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Bradley growls as he pressed the pad of his thumb to you clothed cunt, your arousal already staining your soaked panties, and you moan when he pushes the flimsy fabric aside, lining his cock up at your slick entrance.
“You sure about this?”
“Just fuck me Bradshaw,” you reply, and that was all it took for him to push into you making you cry out as he stretches you out, god, it seemed like heaven as your walls stretched to accommodate his girth, he barely gives you time to adjust as he started moving, thrusting into you, pulling out only to slam back in over and over again into your sopping wet pussy.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans as he delves right back into your cunt, grunting when your nails dug into his shoulder as you hung on for the ride, feeling the brunette lift your leg just a little higher as he thrusted into you, his fingers digging into your waist as he did, the sound of skin slapping against skin was simply pornographic, and the though of getting caught by any unlucky passer-by just simply turned you on more, you didn’t care if they watched as Bradley fucks you senseless, hell, you wouldn’t mind them watching, your eyes were half lidded as he pounds your pussy.
“Gonna fill this pretty pussy up, you’d like that don’t you?” the brunette growls and you nod, whimpering as he pressed his frame against yours, you were so close and with the sinful words that he was spewing, it wouldn’t take long for you to come undone, moaning when his teeth grazed your neck, feeling his breath against the shell of your ear as he thrust into you, his tip brushing his sweet spot each time he did, pushing you further to the edge, your walls clamping down on his cock.
“P-please, fill me up,”
“Don’t worry baby, I will,” Bradley groans as your walls tightened around his cock, cries of pleasure falling from your lips as you dived headfirst into ecstasy, your pussy pulsating as you come undone, the brunette following down the same path, grunting as he spills into you, his cock throbbing as he fills your pussy up with his seed, the both of you breathless, panting as he slowly pulls out of you, the two of you coming from your highs.
“What do you think of a second date?” Bradley asks as he zips up.
“Sounds perfect”
Tumblr media
note: thank you for reading honey! please remember to reblog or leave some feedback, see you again!  
663 notes · View notes
seokjinsonlyone · 2 years
Text
this is something that has been weighing heavy on my mind for like a week and i just gotta get it out of my head so i can move on with my life and onto other delusions so i just need to lay out rn which member is the type of bf to sit beside you or sit across from you when you go out to eat
a/n: as always this is based on nothing other than my astute observations, delusions, and vibes but also i know i’m right 😌
namjoon:
Tumblr media
joon sits across from you
as soft and gentle vibes as this man gives off you’d think he’d be less of a liability than he is
you can’t completely avoid the splash zone when you’re still within a five foot radius but you’ll miss the brunt of it if there’s some sort of condiment mishap or knocked over beverage
besides my baby is an extrovert he likes to make connections and it’s easier to do that when he can look you in the eyes and read your body language, comprehending what you’re saying even when your mouth is stuffed full of rice
seokjin:
Tumblr media
mr eat jin himself is definitely sitting across from you
like his appetite may not be as big as it once was but he is still a culinary arts connoisseur
he got to have space to spread out when he sit down to have a nice meal
besides he has a better view of you from across and can see how he can assist you better should you need your shrimps peeled or the like
yoongi:
Tumblr media
he’s gonna sit beside you bc one thing about him is he tryna look everywhere but at you
like eye contact it just ain’t his strong suit he can’t maintain it
also he doesn’t care about societal norms like yeah you’re in a booth yeah one side is unoccupied no it doesn’t bother him
hoseok:
Tumblr media
acrossssss!!!
half of the entertainment of going out to eat with hobi is sitting across from him
he’s literally the most animated person on earth and it’d be a crime to miss how his face twists and turns as he gorges down his food
also i’ve probably said it before nd i will say it again he very much gives one shake two straws and i really just imagine that happening from across the table okay that’s my story and i’m sticking to it
jimin:
Tumblr media
first of all i’d just like to point out that the only thing i had to google in order to find this gif is ‘jimin vlive flirting’ no other context nd the worldwide web knew exactly what i was looking for
that being said he obviously sits across from you
he loves to flirt and loves to fluster even more and the main way to do that is through the eyes
loves to have his moments where he just stares at you while you’re talking and when you finally make eye contact with him that’s how he’s looking at you
that’s how he’ll continue to look at you until you break looking away heat dancing across your cheeks no matter how long you’ve been together
taehyung:
Tumblr media
beside you 100%
like there’s infinitely more cute stuff he can do while sitting beside you than across from you
like putting his arm around your shoulders and sharing the menu
and dropping kisses on your forehead
and rubbing his thumb in circles on your thigh
and on a more mischievous note stealing bites of food off of your plate
all in all he just doesn’t like to be too far away from you if he doesn’t have to be
jungkook:
Tumblr media
i don’t know if it’s proper to call him a switch in this situation but that’s the term that i’m using
like my brain went back and forth for days tryna figure out what this mans does and in the end i can equally see him sitting across from and beside you
bc on the one hand he definitely doesn’t see the point in not utilizing both sides of the table
and it’s easier to play footsie when he’s across from you; intermittently nudging his leg against yours before deciding to just trap it in his for the rest of the night bc you’re his anyway
but on the other hand he always marches to the beat of his own drum and he’ll allow his clingy side to tell him that the other side of the table is too far from you nd he needs y’all to be glued at the hip, that way you’re in perfect range for him to steal your food while he smacks in your ear talking bout how good the food is
550 notes · View notes