#insecure thoughts

[wordsbymae]

nooo the wandering eyes😭 farmer, you were supposed to be different</3

would he ever see the insecurity of his little mouse? them trying to change to be more like people that he keeps looking at? and i'll be patiently waiting for the breaking point of mousey you mentioned, dear author👀

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Hehe my bad. If it helps, older farmer only has eyes for his pumpkin. But unfortunately, we're talking about Playboy Farmer so yeah his eyes wander slightly. He by no means ever acts on it, won't even talk to whoever he's eyeing. He's just a stupid man who doesn't see how it could count as cheating. To answer your question....maybe, most likely not. Mouse doesn't go out very much so it's only once or twice they notices this happening, and like most insecurities, it festers under their skin for a long time.

It starts small, eyes darting to look at their reflection before glancing away, worrying about how their clothes fit or how their hair looks. And despite telling the farmer they didn't really care what that cruel person said, those words dart around their head, causing doubt and worry. It's manageable though. Especially since they don't see many people so there are not many to compare themselves to.

But then they go out one weekend. To some market or fair or whatever. They walk hand in hand through the grounds, the farmer almost bored but still willing to be dragged where ever his sweet mousey wishes to go.

He stands behind them as they try to win a stuffed cow. Mousey's aim was shocking, but he knew they like to have a go first before passing the toy rifle over to him. He begins to lose interest, eyes wandering away.

Then a flash of skin catches his eye. A snake dancer is passing by, barely wearing anything at all, skin open for all to see. Long legs and a pretty face. Can you blame the double take he did, the low whistle and the roaming eyes from head to toe?

Mousey can. They turned when he whistled, thinking he was proud of the shot they just took. He was always saying they couldn't shoot for shit. Instead, they turn to see him lusty after a scantly clad figure, dancing with a snake roaming across their limbs. They dance with a fever, golden cloth shimmering in the light, eyes dark and seductive. Mouse watches as his eyes gaze at them in hunger, his mouth smirking. Mousey can't recall him ever looking at them like that.

They throw the gun onto the table and march away, tears blurring their vision. How could they compete with someone like that? So gorgeous that it hurt to look at them. They never dressed like that, acted like that, looked like that or even felt like that. They were just as plain as a mouse, nothing special or to write home to, nothing but someone to settle for.

Because that's why the farmer was with them, wasn't it? No one else wanted him, so he settled for what he could get. A boring little mousey. They rushed away, trying desperately to cover their tears.

It took the farmer a regrettable minute to realise mouse was gone. His eyes followed the dancer until they turned a corner and then he swung back around to see how his pretty mouse was getting on. Only to find them missing. His eyes darted around in fear and worry. Where did they run off to? did something happen?

He rushed forward into the crowd. His mousey was missing and wasn't gonna waste one second.

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He finds them sitting on the tray on his truck, eyes red and cheeks puffy. They were hunched over and tight lipped staring at the muddy ground below.

"Darlin'!" he called, "where the hell you bin, I've been lookin' for you everywhere. You got me worried sick"

You gave a loud sniff and turned your eyes away

"Why you cryn', someone say something? Was it that shit head?" he asked, hands finding your checks.

You flinched away from him, grimising as his touch.

"No body said anything" you grumbled, wishing he would just leave you alone

"Somebody do somethin then? Who was it" he growled. "You just give me a name, hell a face, and I'll fix it"

"You" you whispered with anger. "You did it. You're the reason I'm crying. You're the reason the night's been ruined"

"What I do mousey!" he huffed, "is it cause I wasn't watchin' ya shot the cans. I was watching, I swear!"

"How could you? you clearly had your eyes elsewhere! Couldn't peal them off, not even long enough to see me leave!" anger was rising now, pain morphing into a rage

"Now sweet-" he tried, his mistake now clear to him

"Do you even love me? Or are you just settling down with the only person who would be desperate enough to stay with you" came a growl

"Of course I love you!"

he was getting mad now, you could tell, defensive even.

"You show that love by eye fucking strangers? hm?" you jumped from the tray and gave him a light pushback. "I saw the way you looked at them! Like, like you actually wanted them. Like you were desperate for them!"

He let you advance upon him, his mind struggling to keep up. He just looked, why was it such a problem to just look?

"I would never cheat on you darlin'. Never" His hands were raised now in surrender or in defence you weren't too sure.

"Why should I believe you? It's a look today, a touch tomorrow and then next thing I know you're fucking them in our bed!" you shouted, eyes narrowed in hurt. This was apparently too far for him.

"Now you listen here mouse, I admit I ain't no church boy, not some holier than thou man free of sin. But I would never betray you like that, in our bed or anywhere. You are the only thing I care about." He huffed, rough hands gripping your shoulders tight. Love and pain were clear in his eyes.

"So yeah, I looked at someone else, my eyes do sometimes wander" You gave a groan of disgust "But! But they always come back to you. Come on darlin' let's just forget about this and head on home yeah? Or I can win you that stuffed cow you were after."

"I can't just forget!" you sneered.

"Well, why the hell not! Have you at least tried?"

"I can't forget because you don't look at me like that!"

Silence lingered, tears fell a bit further, and hands slipped away from your shoulders.

"You don't look at me like you want me" you whispered, "or like you're desperate to touch me, to have me. You just..... look at me, but never like how you looked at them"

"You can be real fucking dumb sometimes honey"

"Excuse me?"

"Of course, I don't look at you like that" he scoffed, and your heart fell "I ain't looking at you like that cause unlike anyone else, I need you. Like I need air to breathe or water to live. Without you, I'd die of heartbreak"

"Yeah right" you mumble

"It's true! Without you, I'd drink myself dead in a matter of days! And when I look at you, I look at you like I'm fucking in love with you, 'cause I am. So why would I look at someone like how I look at you? "

You stumbled over what to say, how to answer but nothing came out.

"And also I look at you like I wanna fuck you all the time, you just don't see me looking. Which is good for me 'cause I get to catch you in some pretty naughty situations" He smirked before a well-aimed slap to the arm changed his mouth to a small ow.

"If I ever, and I mean ever catch you looking at someone else you can sleep with the dogs"

"Aye, aye captain," he said, giving a mock salute as you giggled.

"You're not so easily forgiven though"

"Oh? And how does the light and love of my life wish me to be punished for my misdeeds?"

"Go be a man and win me that cow."

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In all seriousness though, looking at other people like he did isn't very faithful at all and would be something I would struggle to forgive, but this is fiction sooooo

Tag list: @floraroselaughter

#farmer oc #insecure reader #insecure!reader #tw insecurity #insecure thoughts #yandere farmer #gn reader

[vizthedatum]

Just some journaling while still studying and being anxious

Am I really that unrecognizable now that I am truly me?

I used to ask my ex/spouse (and on my old twitter account) if they wanted me to mask again? If everyone just wanted me to mask again?

Do you want to see how good I am at pretending I'm just a fun (albeit very visibly anxious) quiet academic who says quirky things sometimes and just deals with bullshit? I mean, I was still "too much" back then too /s

And now I'm a fuckton (No sarcasm; I like how I am. Finally.)

#unmasked #neurodivergence #insecure thoughts #but still holding my ground #look my best friend might break up with me in 45 minutes and I am really upset but I'll be okay in the end #i am not too much #trauma #healing #self love #self care #self respect

[maddymoreau]

Thinking about how Diavolo’s feelings transcend time and how in the Nightbringer UR+ card Demon Lord’s Castle Tour this conversation happens.

When asked, “Do you wish to see your father?”

Diavolo responds:

“I suppose I do . . .” isn’t the typical reaction to how a child would feel about wanting to see their parent. Especially when said parent has essentially been in a coma for a year.

Along with how Diavolo describe his father.

It makes more sense why when you learn in Lesson 56 how Diavolo was treated by him growing up.

Diavolo can tell when others are lying but is unable to understand his father’s intentions.

Diavolo mentions that he lived a very sheltered life growing up. That from a young age his father never allowed him a chance to talk to anyone outside the castle.

His childhood friend was Mephistopheles. A demon literally RAISED to be his friend. Putting a barrier between the two because Mephistopheles would put Diavolo on a pedestal.

The isolating childhood he experienced riddled with his strict father constantly scolding him.

Despite everything MC is so important to him he wants to see his father again so we can meet.

#Demons and Humans can’t get married even in the present so it adds an extra layer him wanting to introduce us. #There’s a lot more you could add onto this (please do I’d love to hear other’s thoughts). #Like how Diavolo’s childhood affected him just look at the way he describes himself: #“The truth is I am a child in a way. A child who spends his time alone and never gets to do anything interesting.” #A lot of Diavolo’s poor behavior while not excused comes from his childhood. #How Diavolo admits to using his position to force others to do what he wants. Along with how he doesn’t like sharing. #Diavolo’s insecurities in his friendships with others. #Mainly Lucifer and Barbatos which makes sense with how they happened. #IE Forcing Barbatos to become his butler and the oath/deal with Lucifer regarding Lilith. #It’s clear Diavolo is very lonely and carrying a heavy burden. #I like that MCs presence is helping him change into a better person. #Also I don’t think Diavolo hates his father their relationship just isn’t good and very complicated. #Diavolo is such a wonderful character if you have any in-depth posts about him please tag me I’d love to read them!!! #I AM FILLED WITH SAPPY THOUGHTS ABOUT DIAVOLO TONIGHT!!!! #Obey Me #Obey Me Spoiler #Obey Me Nightbringer #OMSWD #Obey Me Diavolo #Diavolo #MaddyMajolish #Is it obvious I can’t sleep because I’m riddled with Blorbo thoughts

[morganbritton132]

Eddie and Jeff are doing a podcast interview over zoom during COVID lockdown when Steve passes by in the background of Eddie’s screen. You can’t see his face, just a faded Metallica t-shirt and a hand briefly resting on Eddie’s shoulder as he goes.

There’s some laughing from the people on the podcast about Eddie’s answer being interrupted and one of the podcasters say: For those just listening at home, it looks like Eddie is not spending this lockdown alone.

Eddie, joking: Yeah, yeah. That’s my husband…for now

Eddie: And forever!

Eddie: Judging by the look I just got, that was not a funny joke

Jeff: Uh, yeah, man. I could’ve told you that

#this post ala that one interview with Maya where her mom walks through the background to do laundry #Eddie’s just *no thoughts head empty* when deciding to make a joke about something Steve is clearly insecure about #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson

[joselinealt]

somehow im still going to find a way to let my thoughts ruin this for me...

#reltable #random quotes #insecure #insecure thoughts #something amaizing

[cryptidmullet]

when tulips erupt from my ribcage, is it grotesque or lovely?

#smth smth insecurity in the face of adoration #ive been going on walks and having thoughts #my art tag #procreate #original art #angel art #trans angel #trans artist #digital art #poetry

[zipsunz]

universally loved 💐

here's a version with all of the senders labelled!

#omori #omori sunny #omori spoilers #my art #sunny who has always thought that all he does is take #never giving anything back... a deep-seated insecurity omori readily throws in his face #but just in the span of three days he made an impact on so many people's lives. all from just listening and doing little errands. #even at his absolute lowest sunny still yearned for human connection and a sense of belonging #and there's smth incredibly bittersweet abt the achievement being named after what basil thought hero was most of all #the person sunny looked up to as much as his own sister #i just really like sunny 🥹

[mindibindi]

The Doctor (having yet another mid-chase identity crisis): If you take away my arrogant certainty, my fix-all sonic screwdriver, my magic TARDIS, my regenerating Timelord genes, who even am I?

Donna (used to mid-chase identity crises now that she has all her memories): My Favourite Martian? My new housecat? The skinny weirdo I let live in my garden in exchange for him putting the bins out? I dunno. Come home, have a decent meal and we'll figure it out.

#dr who #doctor who #dw #dw 60th #dw specials #dw spoilers #the 14th doctor #the fourteenth doctor #the doctor x donna #14 x donna #donna noble #catherine tate #david tennant #who'd have thought this was not just another moment of the doctor being insecure #they DID take away all those things (sort of) and now he gets to figure out exactly who is without them

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

jake sully + breeding/pregnancy kink hcs~

a bit of fluffy smut, enjoy lovelies <3

song rec while reading: i see who you are - instrumental (björk)

• lying in each other's arms, sat not too far from the communal bonfire; you could see friends and family all around you from the secluded spot you were in

• most of the children were asleep at this late hour, but some gently sleeping babies and their mothers sat around the hearth, sharing stories with their sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers

• the dark of night contrasted with the warmth and yellowish hues from the burning embers, smiles and sleeping faces, alongside quiet laughs and chatter echoed off of the inner cave walls

• you'd felt especially restless all day, the only thought tiding you through the chores and work being this moment; sat with your head to jake's chest, nuzzled up into his neck; your face was turned ever so slightly to the side, taking in the sight before you

• usually the urge to fly, jump and run was enough to keep you distracted from this, but today the still of the little hours of the night with the steady beat of jake's heart was enough to remind you: this was home, and so was he

• the seed of hope in making it permanent had been developing as you immersed and integrated yourself more and more into the na'vi culture; your shared bond with jake only strengthening, and the yearning to share your love in new and more meaningful ways grew in your mind and heart

• looking out to the circle of na'vi huddled close together, sharing songs and stories, your eyes naturally inclined to those expecting; some mothers were yet to have their children of course, younger in stature and skin tone, their bellies swollen and full, usually their mates by their side; the sight made your heart flutter, and a small smile grace your features

• jake noticed this, of course; you'd been much quieter than usual, although the way your body relaxed into him intimated that this quiet was of no alarm - he'a merely been glancing down every so often to your form, curled up in his arms as he traced patterns on your hips and upper thighs

• your expression of an almost warm-hearted wistfulness caught him off-guard, though; usually you were asleep by now, breaths deeper and body heavier in his arms. this time your eyes were cast to the group sat about the fire nearby, your lips briefly pursing in thought only to grow back into a small smile

• using his index and middle fingers, jake ever so gently lifted your face up to his by your chin, taking in your softened sleepy features, whispering a quiet "...what's on your mind, babygirl?"

• sitting up a little further, you wrapped your arms around either side of his neck, lightly stroking the soft braid, brushing any stray hairs away from his face, behind his ears; jake's arms snaked their way around your waist, his eyes flicking up and down your form in curiosity

• you'd then proceeded to express what filled your thoughts; being human and working at the base in pandora, the probability of having any children was low. but your life was so different now; even your body was made of completely different components - all that was you was your mind, and whatever you wanted it to be was now up to you; unconstrained by human rules and physical limits

• at your words, jake made sure to listen closely; his earnest little tail flicks and swivelled ears making sure to pay attention, as you continued to express how you felt the increasing urge to have a family; and how the prospect of being pregnant was especially appealing to you

• the idea of being so claimed by someone, in such an intimate way; enough to change your whole body once more, not only for your baby, but for your mate. giving him a family, and the mutual respect and love that such a shared act represents, it made your heart swell

• jake's gently widened eyes and small open-mouthed smile only affirmed your words, giving you the confidence to continue, almost whispering your confession, "..i just...i want to have that with you, if you wanted it too...i don't have it in me to fight something so instinctual...i'd have your babies, i want them...with you."

• as you subtly began to gyrate your hips into his now slowly hardening length, jake's expression only deepened as he nodded along to you; your words almost washing over him and sending him into a trance. you wanted children, and to mother, and best of all..with him. you wanted his children

• paired with your now growing arousal, and lightly rocking your form against his, he could tell that this captivated you in more ways than one. his mind shifting from a place of pride and sentimentality, to that of lust and an intimate kind of eroticism at your proposed prospect

• he'd have no quarrel with fucking you deep, watching as you swell full with his child; jake sighed out at the thought, "ah, i see..must mean you want a daddy too, huh. a daddy and his babygirl, mmhm?", your now more desperate grinds only increased the heat between you, the proximity beginning to rile the both of you up

• "..yes..but really..w'na be a mama.." you'd let out, eyes flickering back and forth between his emerald orbs and the ground; your flustered form couldn't be masked even by the enthusiasm you showed at the idea of starting a family

• letting out a feigned-innocent hum of approval, jake nuzzled his face closer to yours, understanding what you really meant - maybe the family was in the future, but your current state: pussy wet, pupils dilated, hips circling hard into his cock, was more interested in the prospect of making the babies, rather than rearing them

• "..ahh, ok..so my babygirl wants to be a mommy, and wants mommy and daddy to make babies, am i right?..protect their family..take care of each other?..well shit, sweetheart", he'd keen, already knowing the answer through your eager nods, the little high-pitched whine that escaped your lips, and your eyebrows contorting in weakly hidden arousal

• jake was fully on board with this idea of course, but took great satisfaction in watching your squirms of pleasure at the fantasy; sliding a hand down to your cloth-covered entrance, he moved the material to the side, sliding in his swollen cock; there'd usually be more foreplay, but feeling how much of your juices were already dripping from you, he took little more time in riling you up

• making sure to be out of direct sight from those at the fire, he gently scooted both of you deeper into the shadowed corner of the cave; once fully-sheathed inside your clenching, wet pussy, jake began to gently pump in and out of you;

• hips bucking rhythmically into you, your hips matching his speed as you rode him in equal fervor; in between desperate chesty groans, jake continued to gasp out, "..ffuck..you w-want a baby, sweetheart? i'll give it to you, i'll give it...ah-ah, fffuck..",

• "so t-tight for me..must've really wanted this, hm?..mommy wants daddy's seed, deep inside, right? m'gonna fuck it nice and deep for you babygirl, don't worry..sh-shit..", as his hips pushed deeper into you, his head leaned back on the cold stone wall, eyes clasped shut from the way your pussy constricted around his pulsing length

• all the while your hushed moans echoed in his ears, as you wantonly nodded to his lustful words; knowing just how much you wanted his babies, he was going to make damn sure you got them.

:,)

#this is actually fluffy?? idk what's going on #maybe it's my period that's due #that cycle shit makes me pregs!obsessed for like a week straight sometimes #lying in bed wishing i was pumped full and doted on by a daddy aaaaaaaaa help #also hope u enjoyed! #more dialogue heavy #so lmk if that's good/bad as i'm a little insecure abt my dialogue writing 😬🫠 #+i tried the music rec whilst reading; lmk your thoughts pls! :) #jake sully headcanons #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully #avatar x reader #avatar smut #miles quaritch x afab reader #colonel miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch #colonel quaritch smut #colonel catboy quaritch #colonel quaritch #recom quaritch #avatar recom quaritch #tonowari smut #tonowari #tsu'tey smut #na'vi smut #na'vi x reader #jake sully fluff

[eightyuh]

How does bath time work?

⟡ Story behind this special ask here ⟡ Read @wicksend here

#ask #WICK'S END #glendale goodwyn #harry #glen #oc #IT'S HERE IT'S HERE IT'S HERE #do not ask for a fully colored / shaded / partially painted ask from me ever again !!!!!!!!!!! #^ another reason Glen is usually wearing his armor more often than casual clothes! Harry kinda sniffs out that he's insecure #it's 2:30 am -- i am going to wake up and find so many mistakes #this is literally all i did today. i just woke up and did this and now i'm going to bed at 2 am. #also haha if u thought this ask was gonna be me being thirsty SIKE it's wholesome actually

[cozybells]

what if they were meaner and also were in love

#my art #I think they had soooo much potential for angst #the way partner doubted hero OOOOUGH I really wish that lasted longer #hero is pretty insecure and they're so sure they ARE the human from the legend #and partner keeps denying that possibility. they support hero but like... only under the condition of them being innocent #OOOUHGGRRRR I have so many thoughts about these two but I have no time I have to go take this goodbye #also I pictured hero as kind of a bitch from the beginning but they really aren't at all. bonnie is tho #pmd rescue team #pmd rt #pmd

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: nightmares / trauma / ]

Post-invasion, Mikey sneaks into Leo’s room and when asked by Leo what the problem was, Mikey just smiles and says since he’s awake and knew Leo would be too, he didn’t want either of them alone. Leo laughs and lets Mikey stick around, both of them clumped together on Leo’s bed, watching grainy compilations of old Lou Jitsu commercials on Leo’s phone.

Technically, Mikey didn’t lie. He just didn’t explain everything that led him to Leo’s room. He didn’t explain the nightmare of his arms burning up too bright, too fast, destroyed before Raph and Donnie have a chance to help. He didn’t explain how he woke up with a wail caught in his throat, phantom pain in his arms and chest alike chasing away any semblance of exhaustion. He didn’t explain how his mind made sure he knew, vividly, that if one thing went wrong with his portal, then he would have never seen Leo again.

He didn’t explain, and he didn’t have to. Leo knows his brothers better than he knows himself, and Mikey has always been easy to read. So it’s no trouble to let Mikey know that he’s still with them, that Leo is here and alive with everyone else. And when Mikey finally regains his exhaustion and falls asleep leaning against Leo, Leo simply maneuvers him into a more comfortable position and stays by his side.

He doesn’t move, doesn’t go to sleep - not that he could, anyway. He just mindlessly scrolls on his phone, the soft snores of his little brother filling the room. He stays in place, awake, because he wants to be sure that when Mikey wakes up again it’s to the immediate sight that Leo is alive and well and home.

And, if Leo’s bring honest, that’s a reminder not just for Mikey’s sake.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt leo #rise mikey #rise leo #portal pals #one of my favorite things about Mikey is how self assured he really is not only in his skills but in his sense of self #but no matter how confident you are how much faith in yourself and others you have anyone can be struck by what ifs #and trauma isn’t so easily brushed over #so I can easily see Mikey struggling occasionally with the notion that ah. I did it. but what if I didn’t. #bros the worlds best mystic warrior in part because he can do real miracles #but miracles are only thought to be so because they’re near impossible feats #and with the knowledge that he is capable of opening timelines…I wonder if a part of Mikey fears falling into one where he failed #now - Mikey is not one to get wrapped up in insecurity he really isn’t #but for something so important and such a possible fear? at the very least I can see his subconscious manifesting a nightmare or two #most likely more - he’s a kid after all #they all are #ANYWAY love this duo lol #almost positive I wrote something similar to this wayyyyyy long ago but bleh I’ll write it again idc idc

[to0needy]

i’m so fucked up that i think my therapist finds it annoying when im scheduling appointments with her

#borderline #borderline personality disorder #borderline thoughts #bpd #bpd vent #actually bpd #tw ptsd #actually ptsd #bpd feels #bpd thoughts #cptsd vent #tw self image #insecurity #bpd mood #bpd stuff #bpd problems #bpd shit #text

[melodicmelancholia]

#dark aesthetic #sadblr #insecure #dark academia #lonliness #obsessive love #sadcore #ventcore #vent blog #vent post #sadgirl #sad thoughts #angst #angry

[fluentisonus]

important to gimli characterization. to me. is that while he's generous & steadfast & caring where it matters he is also just a little bit vain. not in a delusional way or a way that causes problems but like. he is aware that he's good looking & good at what he does and is pleased with himself for it. he's aware of his own good qualities & proud of them in a way that makes his friends roll their eyes a little. but he's charming & realistic about it and also Right so you can't be too annoyed. guy who takes way too long styling his hair & beard because he knows he has very nice hair. guy who will brag a little about his axework because he knows he's just that good. do you see what I'm getting at

#thoughts #tolkien #sometimes people characterize him as being insecure particularly re: relationship w legolas in a way that simply does not ring true to me #at least not in that way. like I think his insecurities are largely external; he's not insecure about himself but he is #deeply conscious & touchy about other people's (mis)perception of him if that makes sense #i.e. his insecurity is Way more ''can other people see me as me well enough to understand me & see my good qualities'' #than ''am i in and of myself good enough'' #ANYWAYS. #gimli

[willowser]

i keep getting this thought in my head of bakugou, for the majority of his life, just having this view and understanding of like. my body gets the job done. i take care of it so i can do what i need to do. scars, wounds, imperfections don't matter, as long as i can keep going.

like almost no fucks for what it looks like in an aesthetic sense. he works out, he eats right because then he can do his job right. it's got nothing to do with trying to appeal to anyone.

and then you come along. and for the very first time—he's leaning a little closer to the mirror in the morning, brushing a finger over the scar on his face. when he gets dressed for the day, his eyes can't seem to rip away from the marred skin of his torso: at his hip, at his shoulder, right in the middle of his chest.

is that...something that would scare you? that you'd find....ugly? would you prefer him without them?

i wouldn't say it makes him terribly physically insecure, but. he is hesitating for just a second the first time he takes his shirt off around you. if you look at him head-on for too long, he's ducking his head and turning it, so that way only the pretty side is visible.

#i have a hard time imagining him insecure about his body #bc i really think he thinks of it as a weapon/tool in a way #and as long as it works then that's all he cares about #what the fuck does it matter if it's not smooth and perfect and clean cut like. go to hell. #LMAOOOO #but then he gets oh-so interested in you and he's like. well. hang on. #maybe you'd like it better if it was less. fucked up. LOL #waahh. sad. #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: pre relationship bakugou