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baldursgate3tempobsessed · 1 year

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Your stories have definitely scratched that Astarion itch that I've had since I started the game!

One thing that's diffently not sat right with me at the end of the game, is how tav and the gang don't run after astarion after he loses his immunity to the sun. I would imagine that if the player character was romantically involved with the guy they would atleast try to shield or comfort the poor guy. A short drabble on that would be awesome!

That's so sad, I heard that's what happens 😭😭 I'm in act 3 and haven't had to see it for myself yet so yes, let's do some preemptive therapy there! And just warning since I haven't beaten the game yet I'm sure this will be inaccurate as fuck, but also with spoilers somehow ~

It was an exhilarating feeling, to win against all odds. One that Astarion had never been confident he would experience. It felt good, final. The official beginning of his new free life, even if it was bittersweet.

This was the bitter part, the end of his illithid protection. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, and the burn was already starting. He was being an idiot, standing there with the rest of you like he belonged, waiting for the last possible second before he had to scuttle down in the darkness. But he wanted to see this out. Hadn't he earned that right?

According to the laws of reality, no. No he hadn't, because you had barely opened your mouth before the pain started to overwhelm him. The others would be able to hear it, the sickening sound of his skin crackling.

He was out of time. But before he could make a break for it, you happened. Astarion had been a little preoccupied with his impending doom to pay close attention to what you had been mumbling. But then sudden blackness was blanketing above your heads, opaque enough to make it as dark as night.

Astarion's eyes widened as the pain subsided, surprised beyond belief.

You were looking at him with concern in your eyes, gesturing to the think cloud of darkness above your head, "Will this be dark enough? Can it still get through?"

Astarion stared at you, momentarily confused on why you would do something like that. Before he remembered, oh. Yes. The extended care for his well-being was probably included in the whole love thing. Of course. Obviously.

That was definitely going to take some getting used to.

But the reasoning didn't stop an idiotic smile from blooming on his face.

You grinned back at him, somehow still managing to read his mind even without the tadpoles, "Did you really think I would forget about you?"

He had, but through no fault of your own. One of these days he was going to actually remember that he was worth the effort to keep alive.

"Thank you darling," Astarion said, ignoring the quested as he waltzed up to you. He grabbed your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips to kiss, "Just what would I do without you?"

"Speaking of," You turned to the Emperor, a question in your eyes as you vaguely waved upward, "Is there anything we can do about this particular problem?"

"The astral tadpole is still-"

"I'll pass on that, thank you very much," Astarion interrupted, cringing at the very thought of willingly letting another worm into his brain, "But I appreciate the thought."

There were worse things than living his life in darkness. And Astarion was counting becoming a mind flayer in the top three.

He watched, participated even in everyone's final goodbyes, always eyeing you at of the corner of his eye. It's not that he thought you would leave after you both declared your eternal love for each other, but... the two of you hadn't exactly talked about the specifics of the future either.

But that didn't stop you from leaving together. Astarion hadn't expected you to keep the dark cloud above his head as you walked the streets, startling nearly every passerby. But hells, the heroes of Baldur's gate had earned the right to a little strangeness.

You both had decided on going to the nearest, most windowless inn that you could find. Astarion wanted nothing more than to scrub the brain viscera from his skin and sleep for three days. Preferably with you in his arms.

But before all that... he had to know something.

The question was out of him as soon as you both were behind closed doors, "So what happens next to the great hero of Baldur's Gate? I'm sure you have something in mind."

He was just praying those future plans still involved him.

You blinked at him, head cocked like he was asking a silly question, "We go and find you a cure so you can walk in the sun again of course. What else would we do?"

That took Astarion aback, "I-Do you think that's really possible?"

"Well," You started, counting off on your fingers, "We know that illithid powers can do it. As well as devil contacts and ritualistic demon sacrifices. If that's all possible then that means there has to be something else on the other end of the spectrum, right?"

Astarion didn't exactly share your blind confidence. But you did have a point. The two of you had managed so many impossible feats in such a short amount of time. What was one more?

"I suppose there's a chance," Astarion said, hope fluttering in his chest with every word, "And if there is a chance no matter how small, I'm going to take it. But..."

He didn't want to ask, but he needed to know, "Are you sure this is what you want? I would... understand if you wanted to go your own way."

In all honesty, Astarion would not understand. He'd be absolutely furious. Especially after everything you'd been through. This was more of a confirmation for his waning self-confidence than anything else, versus a sincere to desire to let you go your own way. He had no intention of letting you go, not if he could help it.

But his near certainty in your feelings was the only thing that gave him the confidence to ask the question in the first place. And you did not disappoint.

"No, this is what I want," You insisted, reaching out to take his hand in yours, "You're what I want."

That was exactly what Astarion needed to hear. He used your joined hands to tug you closer, face to face.

"Good, because as selfless as I am, I really did not want to let you go," Astarion smiled, leaning in to lightly press a kiss to your lips, "I hope you realize that my love has made me a tad bit obsessed with you my dear."

"I'm sure it's no worse than me," You sighed, resting your forehead against his own, "You've really ruined me for anyone else haven't you?"

Astarion grinned, leaning in for another kiss. He had every intention of making it stay that way, for as long as you would have him.

#astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #baldur's gate 3 #long fic #asks #im feeling these asks #a mix of real dialouge and orginial #i make them so touchy feely #i feel like he kind of would be #but i dont blame the game guess that would be so much to animate oh my god

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tinytinyblogs · 6 days

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Can you please do Stray kids members how they would act around the female 9th member

Welcome To The Team!

Skz has a new member and they trying to get close to you, too.

Hyung line, Maknae line (Coming soon)

💬I apologize for the delay in fulfilling this request—I’ve been quite overwhelmed with a lot on my plate and feeling exhausted. However, I’m here now and ready to assist. I genuinely appreciate receiving feedback and requests from all of you, and it always makes me happy to help. Wishing you all a wonderful day!

Stray kids masterlist

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Chan

Meeting Chan for the first time feels effortless and comfortable. As the leader of the group, it’s only natural for Chan to take on the role of being the bridge between you and the rest of the members. True to his gentle nature, he has an uncanny ability to dissolve any awkwardness right from the start. There's something about the way he carries himself—calm and approachable—that instantly puts you at ease. Even if you tend to feel nervous around new people, his presence reassures you. It's as if he knows exactly how you're feeling, intuitively recognizing any discomfort you might have. What stands out most is how he helps you connect with others, easing you into the group dynamic without making it feel forced. He doesn't just leave you to fend for yourself but subtly helps guide the conversation, making sure you don't feel left out. It's his attentiveness that truly makes a difference. He’s always checking in with you, making sure you're comfortable, and adjusting the interaction to suit your pace. Chan’s genuine care and effortless charm create a space where meeting new people no longer feels daunting but enjoyable and even fun.

As you grow closer to Chan, his care and affection become more evident with each passing day. What started as a gentle and considerate friendship blossoms into something even more meaningful as he lets his affectionate side shine through. He enjoys being at the heart of the group, craving connection not just with the other members but with you in particular. It’s subtle at first—small gestures like sitting closer to you or casually brushing against your arm—but soon, he becomes more open with his warmth. Out of nowhere, he’ll wrap you in a hug, a gesture that feels both comforting and familiar. His eyes often linger on you, not in an intrusive way, but in a way that makes you feel truly seen. There’s an unspoken admiration in the way he watches you, as if he’s quietly appreciating every little habit and detail about you that makes you unique. Whether you’re laughing at a joke or lost in thought, Chan’s attention is always there, taking it all in. Sometimes, he would gently caress your hair, a soft, caring gesture that immediately made you feel more at home. His tone was always soft and considerate, and he'd ask questions to make sure you were okay: “Are you feeling alright? Are you comfortable? Is there anything bothering you?”

And while he’s affectionate, his care goes deeper than just hugs and soft looks. Chan isn't afraid to speak up when something’s wrong, giving you a playful scolding or a serious talk when he feels it’s necessary. His gentle reprimands come from a place of genuine concern, always with the intention of helping you grow or stay on the right path. But no matter the situation, he’s never far when you’re in need. If you're feeling down or overwhelmed, Chan is there in an instant, offering support and encouragement, making sure you know that you don’t have to face anything alone. Through it all, his affection and care create a sense of security, making you feel valued, protected, and understood. His gentle encouragement helped you find your place within the team, and he made it clear that you belonged. With Chan by your side, you never felt out of place or like an outsider; instead, he created an environment where you could flourish and grow, surrounded by the unwavering support of someone who genuinely cared. His thoughtful presence helped smooth out any initial awkwardness, allowing you to build a strong connection with the group and become part of the family.

Minho

Minho, being naturally the most reserved person in the group, approaches new situations and people with quiet caution. During your first meeting, he doesn’t say much beyond a polite, brief self-introduction. He tends to stay on the outskirts of conversations, observing everything around him with his sharp, thoughtful eyes. It's clear that he prefers to take his time, watching and absorbing the energy of new people before diving in. With you, it's no different—he doesn’t rush to interact, opting instead to silently evaluate and adjust to your presence. In those early moments, you may notice him sitting quietly or exchanging a few words when necessary, but his true nature lies in how carefully he observes everything. He’s taking note of the dynamics and your habits, making sense of the situation before he fully steps in. Minho’s approach to connecting is slow and deliberate. It’s his way of giving himself time to feel comfortable.

After some time, you’ll start to notice subtle changes. Slowly but surely, he begins to make his way into your world. At first, it’s small—he’ll join in on a group conversation where you’re involved, adding a comment or two, enough to make his presence felt but without drawing too much attention. Little by little, these moments grow more frequent. You start seeing him join in on light small talk, his words carefully chosen but meaningful. Over time, the walls he had built around himself start to lower. What began as casual contributions to group discussions evolves into more personal interactions. One day, you realize he’s seeking you out on his own, initiating conversations that aren’t just polite but thoughtful and genuine. As you grow closer to Minho, his reserved nature starts to melt away, revealing a more playful, talkative side. He begins to open up, often filling the space with his teasing and lighthearted jokes. He loves to mess with you, whether it's by cracking jokes or poking fun at you just to get a reaction.

He has a way of spotting you from across the room and coming over to talk, even if it's about something completely random—he doesn't mind, as long as he has your attention. When it comes to helping you with dance practice, Minho’s patience and focus shine through. He’s always ready to offer guidance, paying extra attention to your steps and making sure you’re on the right track. He’s supportive but never misses an opportunity to play around, and with a mischievous glint in his eye, he’ll warn you, “One more wrong step, and I’ll tickle you,” his playful glare letting you know he’s only half-serious. His combination of care and teasing makes the time spent with him both productive and fun, and it’s clear that he enjoys every moment of being around you. Even though he claims not to be a fan of physical touch, it's obvious that when it comes to you, that's far from the truth. His hands always seem to find their way around you—whether it’s a casual arm over your shoulder or a playful nudge. His actions speak louder than his words, and it’s clear that he enjoys being close to you, even if he won’t admit it.

Changbin

When you first meet Changbin, he greets you with a wide, infectious grin that instantly sets the tone for your interaction. It's clear from the start that he’s the most enthusiastic about meeting you, his excitement practically buzzing through the air. With his high-energy personality, he makes you feel immediately welcome, creating a warm atmosphere where it’s impossible to feel out of place. His positivity is contagious, and you quickly realize that with Changbin, there’s no room for awkwardness or hesitation. From that very first moment, you feel like you can lean on him. He has an effortless way of breaking the ice, making you feel comfortable despite the newness of it all. His easygoing nature shines through as he pulls you into conversations, introduces you to others, and helps you find your footing in the group. It's like he’s taking you under his wing, ensuring that you don’t feel like a stranger for long. His knack for building connections isn’t just limited to himself—he goes out of his way to help you become friends with the others, acting as the bridge that brings everyone together.

Changbin’s energy and enthusiasm create a space where you feel seen, appreciated, and instantly part of the group dynamic. Even during your first meeting, he makes you feel like you belong, as if being around him is the most natural thing in the world. Changbin had a genuine warmth about him, and though he was incredibly talkative, he was also incredibly thoughtful. He knew exactly where to draw the line, never pushing you too far outside your comfort zone. While he loved engaging with you and pulling you into conversations, he also had a strong sense of awareness about when to step back. If he noticed you growing tired or if the conversation began to lose its flow, he’d gracefully shift gears or allow you the space to take a break. As your bond with Changbin deepens, your interactions become a blend of playful mischief and genuine affection. You both find yourselves constantly teasing each other, exchanging nicknames, and engaging in spirited play fights.

Changbin often jokes about your height, laughingly declaring, “We’re definitely the shorty duo—don’t even try to deny it!” His light-hearted teasing and the friendly banter become a hallmark of your relationship, creating a dynamic where fun and laughter are always just around the corner. But beneath all the playful antics, Changbin's true nature shines through. When you’re feeling down or going through a tough time, he’s quick to shift his focus from fun to support. His primary goal becomes making you smile and bringing joy back into your day, no matter what it takes. Whether it’s through a silly joke, a heartfelt gesture, or just being there to listen, Changbin demonstrates that his care goes beyond just playful interactions. It’s this balance—between the fun, carefree side and the thoughtful, caring side—that makes your friendship with Changbin so special. No matter how much teasing or play-fighting there is, you know that when it really matters, he’s someone you can count on to brighten your day and be there for you, offering both laughter and support.

Hyunjin

When you first meet Hyunjin, he may come across as somewhat shy and reserved. He tends to keep his conversations brief and polite, not wanting to intrude or make a fuss. This initial reticence is part of his nature, and while he may not be very talkative at the beginning, he remains courteous and respectful. Hyunjin’s sensitivity can sometimes lead to misunderstandings, especially when you're still getting to know each other. This might result in a few minor disagreements or awkward moments as you both navigate the nuances of your interactions. These initial conflicts are often a result of miscommunications rather than any real friction. However, as you both spend more time together and become more familiar with each other, these early misunderstandings will gradually dissipate. Hyunjin’s true, warmer side will begin to emerge, revealing his more open and engaging personality. As you both get to know each other better, the initial shyness gives way to a deeper connection, allowing for a more comfortable and genuine friendship to develop.

Once you've had the chance to warm up and move past the initial awkwardness or silly disagreements with Hyunjin, he’s quick to make amends by engaging with you on a more personal level. He’ll start asking about your hobbies, interests, and what you enjoy doing in your free time. This genuine curiosity helps bridge the gap between you, and as you discover common interests and shared passions, you’ll find that your connection deepens. As you both open up to each other, Hyunjin becomes more expressive and involved. He’s eager to share his creative thoughts and ideas with you, enjoying the process of exploring and learning together. Whether it’s working on a project, diving into a new hobby, or just discussing your favorite topics, he takes pleasure in collaborating and spending time with you. His enthusiasm for sharing his new discoveries means that you become his go-to person for exciting news or fresh ideas.

Hyunjin’s approach to friendship is rooted in a desire to connect and grow together. He loves finding new ways to explore and learn, and he values having someone to share these experiences with. When he comes across something new or inspiring, you’re always the first person he wants to tell. This constant sharing and collaborative spirit make your relationship with him not only more meaningful but also filled with creativity and mutual support. "Don’t be silly—I told you to wear mine,” he says with a playful smile, tossing his hat in your direction. Sharing is something he truly enjoys, and he’s always happy to offer advice or lend a helping hand whenever you need it. His willingness to share extends beyond just material things; he also values open communication and turns to you whenever he needs someone to talk to. Whether he's seeking guidance, sharing a personal thought, or just needing a listening ear, he feels comfortable confiding in you, appreciating the support and understanding you provide.

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bunny-1111 · 1 month

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Blow out your candles - Theo Nott x reader

Description: you hate your birthday, your boyfriend Theodore tries to make it the best day for you, but only makes it worse, until...

Word Count: 1.1k

Fluff/Angst

Likes, comments + reblogs appreciated my loves xx

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"One more sleep" Theo jestered, throwing an arm around you in the busy hallways of the Hogwarts morning traffic.

"Don't remind me" you muttered, wanting to hide in his chest

"Wait till you see what I got you" he teased, a smirk growing as he watched you

"Hey! I told you nothing, not fair!" you whined

"I can't wait, you're gonna love it, and you're gonna love your birthday baby" a cheshire grin painting his face

"I can wait" you say rolling your eyes, before the conversation could continue he pecked a kiss on your lips, before running off to class.

Now stuck walking by yourself, alone with your thoughts, you were becoming overwhelmed, since you were a child you despised your birthday.

With your parents always away, you spent most of your milestones alone, from as young as four years old, it was your Grandmother that would keep you celebrated, taking the morning to gather and make flower crowns, then spend the rest of the day wearing them. When she died, so did your birthday as far as you were concerned.

As time passed, you grew in age and in contentment. You now preferred your birthday to just pass as any other would, that's how it was supposed to be this year as well, until Pansy opened her stupid mouth a month ago, reminding everyone you would be eighteen soon.

Theodore reminded you everyday since then, he was basically a human countdown for your least favourite day of the year.

Now less than twenty-four hours away, you couldn't bare the thought.

Now, the night before the dreaded day, you hoped, by some miracle, Theodore would fall, hit his head, and forget.

That did not happen, the sun blared into your eyes as your boyfriend ripped open your blinds early birthday morning

"Wake up birthday girl!" he practically yelled

"No" you groaned sinking into your pillows, you hands throwing your blanket over you head, make this go away you thought

Theodore tore your blankets off you, and jumped onto you and began blabbering about the plans of the day, he was so happy your birthday fell on a Saturday, you hated it, if you had class you could avoid all of this.

He moved you to sit upright, and continued talking about a day full of surprises

"I hate surprises" you complain

"Well you love me, so you'll like these ones" he returned, gently caressing your face with his warm hands

"Why can't we just sleep the day away in my bed, that's what I want" you said

"Tough luck, sweetheart, let's go" he smiled prompting you up

In the great hall, your friends waited for you, smiles one their faces, waiting to welcome you. Theodore insisted they go around and give you their presents one by one, followed by stating all the things they love about you.

It was embarrassing to say the least, you felt so out of body.

As the hours passed, Theodore did not talk about anything else, reminded everyone, it was getting progressively unbearable. It never ended, he had something or someone waiting for you everywhere you turned.

You knew how much he cared, how hard he was trying, you loved him, and hated yourself for being so displeased at his actions.

By nighttime, you were counting down the hours till the days end, you entered the common room, a chalkboard centring the space, a big 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' written for everyone to see.

You and your friends sat on the couch, when Theo entered, cake in hand, candles lit, your friends began to sing and clap. One final protest.

No, no, no.

You told him so clearly, no cake, and absolutely no singing. Spare me some fucking dignity you wanted to scream

He just didn't listen, placing the cake close to you, waiting for you to blow out your candles.

You threw your head back, tears stinging your eyes, breath, you reminded yourself. When breathing wasn't working you choose to get up and storm to your dorm, hot, frustrated tears flooding your face.

You ran into bed, and continued crying, perfect, you thought, this is what you wanted, right? To push Theo away, to be alone, to feel like shit, to act like shit, congratulations, you're officially a year older and officially a shitty person.

When time passed, there was only 15 minutes left, a knock on your door.

"Please don't come in" you begged

He of course didn't listen, twisting the doorknob, opening and closing the door behind himself.

Theo carefully approached you

"I'm sorry" he almost whispered rubbing your back, meeting each others sad eyes.

"No, I'm sorry" you sigh

"Can I give you your present?" he asked so politely

you nodded, inhaling a sniffle.

"Close your eyes" he requested, you did

You could hear him reached into his pocket, and place something on your head, reaching up to feel what it was, your heart dropped, immediately opening your eyes, head clocking to your mirror, to be met with a flower crown decorating your hair.

You gasped, turned to him and threw yourself into a hug, he held you tight as you cried "How did you know" you enquired

"I wrote your mother" he shrugged, attempting a smile

"One more thing" he continued, handing you a letter

"What's this?" you questioned

"Trust me, darling, just read it" He said, kissing your forehead.

Birthday Girl. Read the front, opening the parchment you almost choked when you recognised the handwriting, it was from your grandmother.

Hi sweet girl,

I will be long gone by the time you read this, but did you really think I wouldn't be there in some way on your 18th birthday.

I love you endlessly, I am picking flowers for you above, stay gentle, regardless of what this world throws at you, and remember the times in the fields, crafting our crowns, baking your cake, laughing, smiling, don't lose any petals without me!

The things I would do to spend just one more birthday with you, child.

Think of me always, as I do, you.

Love you, my flower girl.

-Grammy

You almost dropped it in shock, eyes rescanning, rereading a hundred times

"i- How" you stuttered out

"You mother saved it, she wasn't going to send it, so I went and got it for you myself" he admitted

"You did this for me" You cried

"I love you" he hushed

"I love you so much" you returned, pulling him into your bed.

Before you both drifted to sleep, you faced him, "Best birthday ever" you whispered, kissing you, he grinned

"I'm so sorry teddy" you repeat

"Enough of that, alright, I know it's hard" he sympathised

"You've changed everything for me, I think I love my birthday again, thank you my darling boy" you cry happy tears

He held you tighter.

As you sleep your birthday off, the smile on your face doesn't leave you.

requests are open <3

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soaringwide · 2 months

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PAC: How to overcome your fears regarding relationships?

Hey :p

Here is a new love pick a card about a topic I've personally been struggling with recently, so I really wanted to dive into it.

The goal of today's reading is to look at what fears you're dealing with in matters of relationships; fears that might manifest as blockages or obstacles in your love life; and how to overcome them.

As always, this reading is meant for multiple people and there are only three piles, so take what resonates and leave out the rest. It can help focusing on your issue or a specific relationship while selecting the pile.

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PILE 1

Cards: 3 of Swords, 9 of Pentacles, King of Wands, Queen of Wands, Slow Down, King of Pentacles, Manic, Queen of Swords, King of Cups, Queen of Cups, 2 of Pentacles, 5 of Pentacles, the World, 7 of Wands, the Magician, the Emperor

Your fears surrounding relationship have to do with heartbreak and loss. It seems you've had your heart wounded deeply in the past. The pain was intense and it took you so long to sooth it, and you had to use all your resources to revive yourself from this state. You had to learn to be independent and flourish for your own sake, to tend to your own inner garden and make a life beautiful and enjoyable for yourself. So you not only are scared to get your heart broken again, but also to lose your individuality and the peace you built for yourself. I think you are attracted to people like you, strong individuals with ambition and passion, but you're scared it's going to get in the way of your own path and vision and lead you apart, breaking your heart once more. I believe you overthink quite a lot and expect things to go wrong before they even do.

These fears are rooted in your relentless mind, forever going full speed from one extreme to the other, in a frenetic quest for meaning and movement. It seems you have trouble feeling satisfied by anything for long because you're always looking at the next adventure, the next prize, the next achievement. It's not that you're ungrateful or anything, but rather, that you are scared you're going to be left with nothing if you stop trying to fix what's wrong in your life. You keep looking for problem to solve, perhaps due to your triggered survival instinct, and it's hard for you to stop and appreciate what you have. So the root of your fears is in your own mind, in the pathways you built years after years and that you solidified. It seems you have a hard time finding your balance, go with the flow and stay in the appreciation of the present.

These fears manifest in relationships by a hard grip on your feelings by your mind. See, your feelings are strong and run deep, and they can get overwhelming very easily. As a result, you react by dissecting them like some freaky science experiment and try to break everything down to understand them, but also to keep them under the control of your logic. It's kind of a toxic pattern, an abusive move from yourself towards yourself. Your words can be harsh and hot tempered because you feel hurt easily and can blow things out of proportions fast. You're so scared of losing your agency and getting hurt that it makes you hyper aware of every little blow at your heart and you go to war a bit too easily. I'd also say that paradoxically, you have a hard time being honest about your feelings and communicating them in a gentle and open way. You may even wait till things become unbearably painful before saying anything, instead of acting earlier when the need arose the first time. You struggle with the idea of vulnerability a lot and perhaps your way around that is to wait till it feels like it's the other person's fault for hurting you instead of your own inability to express yourself authentically.

For what external influences play a part here, I'd say first that you have a strong personal sense of what you need from life and relationships, but that you doubt yourself a lot. You keep comparing yourself to what others have, or what society expects and this is making you feel depleted and resource-less. It's like, people say one thing, and you know it's wrong, but for some reason you keep entertaining the idea even though you know it's rotten and useless for you. In addition, you also feel pressed by time, as if you felt you were following some type of transcending schedule you had to abide by, and if you are late or out of sync, then that means you are failing and it's causing your fears to intensify. This is making your fears worse because these expectations weight on your mind and make you feel broken and worsen you destructive patterns.

For how to overcome your fears, your first need to let go of the struggle mindset. No, life is not out there to get you and you aren't going to lose everything if you dare opening up to love. You are too defensive of your heart and too combative in your approach. You need to replace that mindset by bringing all elements of yourself in harmony. Your mind shouldn't fight your emotions, your passion shouldn't clash with the respect of your boundaries. What I'm trying to say is to take a look at what you're over-doing and what you're neglecting, and bring some balance within yourself. You must also bring clarity in your mind about what it is you want and hold the vision, knowing that you will find what you need when the right opportunity arises. Also, don't hesitate to advocate your your needs and wants. Not like a tyrant, but like someone who knows themselves and know what's best for them, and go after whom they desire without fear. Yes, the battles of the heart are scary and it can be hard to go for what you want due to the fear of loss and pain, but you need to make a conscious decision to not only open up, but also let the other person know where you stand. Trust in your magic, your skills and power, you have everything that you need to succeed.

PILE 2

Cards: 4 of Swords, the Magician, the Star, Inner Awareness, Let Go rx, Queen of Pentacles, the Fool, 5 of Swords, 10 of Cups, Jealousy rx, Optimism, Queen of Cups, Page of Wands, 3 of Pentacles, Death

Your fears regarding relationship come up as fearing your hopes and dreams won't manifest. You are a romantic, a dreamer who has a beautiful and idealistic idea of what love can and should be, but you're struggling to find it. You may currently be in a state of isolation and afraid of it will never end, and that you'll be missing out on the joys of love. You are highly in tune with your higher desires, have a strong faith in the vision you have for the relationship you dream of, however, you're also highly scared that this will not become a reality, because you worry you do not have what it takes to reach your dream. I'd also say you're painfully aware of you own flaws and issues, and you worry you won't be accepted as you are.

The root cause of these fears shows up as a struggle to let go of your need to control and predict when the situation would require to simply take a step forward and embark on an adventure without worrying about the future. You may have been neglecting your love life for a while before this moment, not leaving enough space for relationships to bloom, because you perceived it as a treat for your well being at the time, which might simply mean that you hadn't met the right person or at the right time, and I think it shows up here because these disappointments made you very wary and careful about love and it's holding you back presently.

These fears manifest in your relationships by placing too high of an expectation from the get go on them. This gap between reality and dream is putting pressure on the relationship and on yourself. You may see the relationship as failing and struggling to communicate because you feel so vindicated. You might know that your approach is not working, but failing to understand why, and thinking things were not meant to be as a result, circling back on this idea of fated and perfect love. You may also compare the relationship to the ideal in your mind excessively, which is creating even more tension, anger and frustration, because it doesn't match your ideal.

For the external influences, it seems your current mindset was shaped by an environment that didn't encourage honest and authentic communication of your emotions, needs and desires. Paradoxically, you were told to always remain optimistic and hopeful, that things would always work out without effort, but without giving you the keys to how to work towards that in reality. It's as if it fed into your dreamy nature without allowing you to understand how to build the bridge between dream and reality. You didn't learn the power of your actions and how to take accountability for them, which is again feeding this imbalance between your inner world and the reality of a lived relationship. Also, circling back on the fear of not being accepted I highlighted in the first paragraph, this is also linked to your lack of skills in communication, because you expect people to understand you without having to express yourself, which is unfair to them.

For how to overcome these fears, the cards point at a few things. First, we're being led back to this idea of embarking on an adventure, with passion and confidence, and stepping out of your comfort zone. You must learn that the way you are approaching things is not working and need a deep transformation. You must learn from the mistakes of your past and start anew. Look at the future with hope but take actions toward what you desire. Also, keep in mind this idea that building a relationship requires team work and constant effort, and that things will not always be perfect and dreamy. Some days will be hard, but it doesn't mean they will never be sweet. Be open minded and enthusiastic and learn not to draw hasty conclusions on the relationship or on your person.

PILE 3

Cards: 3 of Pentacles, Page of Pentacles, 10 of Wands, Joy rx, 10 of Pentacles, 10 of Swords, 7 of Pentacles, King of Wands rx, King of Pentacles, Ace of Pentacles, 2 of Cups, 8 of Wands, Forgive rx, Intuition rx, 4 of Pentacles, the Hermit, Knight of Cups

Okay so heads up, this file feels a bit like the results of your own doing.

Your fears regarding relationships have to do with the idea of being burdened with responsibilities and losing access to the usual ways you find joy in life. I'm getting strong fear of commitment. That a committed relationship could get in the way of your present social life, friends and party habits. I see you quite mesmerized by what looks like glitter, as in, what seems attractive and exciting in the moment, which makes you ignore everything else that is around it because you're so fixated on what's in front of you. Basically, it seems like a lot of work and sacrifices for a reward that seems unsure and unsatisfying, and you fear that.

This is all rooted in what seems to be a fear of endings, as in, you fear closing a chapter of your life, both because of the pain of closing such chapter will cause (grief for a time of your life that is gone), as well as for the loss of the pleasures that come with it. You also fear things slowing down and being out of your hands, that your happiness won't depend from your own will only anymore and that you would have to work for it with someone. However, you of course don't see that behind every ending is a new beginning, and that things might not be as clear cut and as desperate and you imagine them to be. It's a bit over dramatic I feel.

This manifest in relationship by a bit of a toxicity if I'm completely honest. The cards point at rigidity and stubbornness as well as pent up anger and passive aggressiveness towards your partner. You might get fed up of them easily, because you feel restricted in your freedom. There is an inability to look past your own trauma and you're pushing its patterns onto your partner instead of addressing them directly. You end up hurting the both of you on the process.

For the external influences, I feel like there may be a connection that is triggering all these wounds for you here. Perhaps someone you were not expecting, someone who wish to come into union with you, to communicate freely and to make you a solid romantic offer. You sense that and it's making you spiral. This connection is putting pressure on you by asking you to make amends with the way you act and to own up to your bullshit (sorry). It may also trigger your intuition that is trying to tell you something, which you are refusing to listen to.

How to overcome these challenges then? The cards point at a need for a deep, thoughtful introspective journey, which will lead you to let go of your resistance to change. You're currently holding everything in, and I'm getting the image of a dam that is about to break down, little cracks growing and growing, and you're trying to cover them with your hands, but it's a losing battle. You need to learn to come forward, be vulnerable and authentic with your feelings and move towards what calls your heart without negating your deeper feelings and intuition. Make amends to you heart and pay attention to its whispers.

#pick a card #pick a pile #tarot reading #love tarot reading #love reading #divination #tarot #tarotblr #tarot community #soaringwide #soaringwide tarot reading

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minispidey · 1 year

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I need to hear your most out of pocket HC about your fav Oscar characters that there really isn’t much evidence for but you feel in your soul is right. Can be fluff or nsfw!

For example:

I think Nathan actually likes to be topped and degraded. Do I have any evidence for this? No. Do I know in my pussy gut that I am right? Yeah 😌💅

OUT OF POCKET HCS.

OSCAR ISAAC character headcanons

Content warning: just some real filthy shit. Uses female body descriptions. Breeding kink A LOT. Mentions cheating but doesn't get cheated on.

Characters: Nathan Bateman, Marc Spector, Jonathan Levy, Steven Grant, Miguel O'Hara.

Words: a lot.

Not beta read.

Requested by: @boredzillenial

Author's Note: i wish i could've written more bUT MY BRAIN IS JUST EXPLODING. Btw, thank you for requesting! Reblogs and comments are appreciated 💅❤️

MINORS DNI

I swear. Nathan Bateman's head... you know exactly what I mean. LISTEN YOU SAID OUT OF POCKET SO HERE'S THE FANTASY: just... just grinding on it, your clit getting stimulated by his shaved head— he's not completely bald so I'm saying that if you caress his head, it'll still feel prickly.

Oh but imagine... breeding kink Nathan (tbh just in general i think all oscar characters would have a breeding kink)

Slow strokes, in and out of you. Nathan holding you still— not even in bed, he just wanted to fuck you in his office while idk doing research, but you were just standing in the corner of his office doing god knows what and he's accusing you of seducing him. And now here he was, his research forgotten and fucking you on his seat.

"Hm? When are you gonna learn your lesson that you can't just strut into my office and expect me not fuck the shit out of you?"

"N-Nathan, I wasn't even doing anything-"

"Shh... this'll be your punishment, okay?"

But at the end of it, just cuddling while he worked... but cockwarming him.

"Keep my cum in. Don't wanna waste God's seed, right sweetie?"

"Nathan, just shut up."

The moment you told him to shut up, something awakens in him.

"Slap me."

"Are you crazy?"

"Love, sweetie, honey bunny... please slap me."

Lets you ride him in your own pace for once, and he tried to stop himself from grabbing your hips and slamming you down on his cock.

"Naughty naughty..."

"Sweetie, please... fuck, you're driving me crazy here."

"Aw, don't you wanna cum in me?"

"F-Fuck..."

He fucking whimpers.

"God's seed shouldn't be wasted, right?"

"I'm never letting you be on top again..."

Marc... oh my Marc. I have a mini series coming soon for the Moon Knight boys where Reader is has such a huge crush on Steven, and becomes his girlfriend after confessing. She meets Marc when he fronted, hates him so much and wants to punch him, but he has the face and body of her boyfriend and didn't want to hurt him. Maybe like an enemies to lovers with Marc and Reader, and Steven being happy that they're getting along. Jake will come later to me idk yet.

Imagine just going to bed in one of his shirts. Drives him CRAZY and the next thing you know, your sleepiness disappears as he fucks into you, just in a brutal pace. He loves groping you, breasts, thighs and all. If you're plus-sized/ chubby, he would hold your waist and giving you a squeeze here and there as he fucks you into oblivion.

Would top a lot but he loves it when you ride him and you get overwhelmed by his size.

"Come on, just a few more inches in."

"Marc... too big..."

Size kink applies to all the Moon boys. Well, because they share a body and uses one dick.

Marc just loves pressing against you. He's pretty experimental with the positions. Aftercare with Marc is just heavenly. Bubble bath, washing your body with a loofa. But then he gets turned on again and fucks you in the bath.

You could exist and just breathe, Marc will get turned on (like Nathan tbh).

Jonathan Levy... ugh dilf. An actual one. Expect a long one (tw: mentions mira)

Usually it's the teacher-student love affair with this guy (tbh real) but seriously you can treat him better than Mira.

Something about you keeps driving him crazy to the point that Episode 4 and 5 of the show didn't happen 💅💅

He sees that you're absolutely nothing like his ex wife. And he loves the breath of fresh air. You loved all the things Mira hated about him.

Jonathan loves it when you cup his face and just stare into his eyes. Loves it when you pack him his lunch and put in notes. Brags about it a lot with his co-workers.

Just imagine being in love with him since childhood, being broken hearted when he married Mira, but one drunken night he realized he shouldn't have been chasing after Mira and turned to look at you. You finally had him.

His daughter adores you. Jonathan sees you being so good with children and he immediately goes "I want one with you."

Breeding kink dude. This guy obviously has one. He loves children. (Personally i would give him a football team because he deserves it) when you do get pregnant, he would be so caring and attentive. You're pregnant with his baby so obviously he would spoil you non stop. He would just smile at you whenever you get mood swings and start to get annoyed when he chews too loud.

Just a lot of fucking. Shower, bed, walls, even inside closets. He just adores you. He couldn't believe he was so blind not to see how much you've loved him and he would spend the rest of his life making it up to you.

"Jon, too tired..."

"Need you so bad, hun... just a few more, please? Wanna cum in you again..."

Mira hates you, but since you're you, you always one-up her and you two may or may not have gotten into a fight and Jonathan found you more attractive since then.

You become possessive of Jonathan whenever Mira's around, but Jonathan actually finds it really hot. Expect more than one round of sex with him on those days.

He never cheats on you even if Mira keeps pushing it. You were one of a kind, Jonathan knew how broken-hearted you would be if he did. Jonathan would purposely treat you like a lady in front of Mira, 100 times more than he usually does (which is impossible he already treats you so well)

Just... you make him a better person. You got him on a leash. He's not going anywhere.

Also he definitely loves risky sex. House filled with guests and you two are in the bathroom. He would even make you moan loudly that it'll annoy Mira who is passing by the bathroom. You enjoyed it when Mira's pissed off. You just hate her so much.

Steven oh Steven. Just imagine trying to seduce Steven, and he's just clueless and continues to ramble on about Egyptian history and all, but you're trying to fuck him.

You want him to clear his table of books and just slam you on the table to fuck you. You go back to reality and he's smiling innocently at you as he kept talking.

You just hear nothing. His voice sounded muffled to you as your eyes scanned his face and stops on his nose... his nose.

Big noses. What Doja Cat said.

"Steven."

"Yes, love?"

"I want you to fuck me right now."

Soft sex with Steven. He doesn't want any position but missionary. He loves seeing your face.

Breeding kink? Yes. You all know this by now.

Falls silent when he cums, eyes rolling to the back of his head. It feels so overwhelming but so good. Loves filling you up to the brim.

Sometimes when you leave a pair of panties out, he would fight the urge to jack off to them. He just misses you so so much.

When you come back, he would push you against the wall and attack you with kisses and hickeys.

He also buys you a matching Koala plush keychain for your keys.

Sometimes you just want him to fuck you mercilessly, just slam you around and use you. UGH IM SCREAMING.

And back to the nose thing, he definitely let you grind on his nose at some point.

"C'mon, love... wanna taste you..."

Something about him nerding out just turns you on. You would suck his dick while he's talking. Even after cumming, you don't stop. You love seeing him overstimulated.

They say home is where the heart is. But god do you love the english 💅💅💅

Did he restrain you to his bed at some point? You told him to. And it unlocked a kink.

But do you know what kink Steven would have? Worship. Take it or leave it.

Messy kisses, his light colored shirts are stained with your lipstick. He ends up with his neck filled with hickeys. His back is scarred by your nails.

Risky sex? Fucking in the museum bathroom. Steven looked so hot behind the gift shop that you couldn't help it. Steven's dad material too, talks to kids really well.

So yeah that's when your breeding kink appeared. You wanted him to get you pregnant. He would be a great father.

"Cum inside me, Stevie. Fill me up."

Loves sucking on your tit while groping the other. He wants to make eye contact with you as much as he could while he does it.

Bree- *gunshots*

This one is obvious though. He has a breeding kink and wants to get you pregnant.

Let's pretend Gabriella's alive here and he sees how good you are with her. He wants to have a bigger family with you.

"Gabby said she wants a sibling..."

Yeah. That's when you know, non stop breeding. Even when you're not even ovulating, he just fills you up. He wants to get you pregnant and see how good you look pregnant.

When you start lactating even before you give birth, he'd suck them out. He didn't want to waste good milk.

He treats you like a gentleman but at the same time you want him to slam you down and fuck you.

He's an old fashioned lover boy, romantic dinner and flowers. Gabriella has a babysitter while you two go on a date. She thinks you two are really perfect for each other. She draws you two a lot and you put them on the fridge.

"Daddy, I saw mommy kissing Spider-Man."

You two choked on your breakfast. Miguel hasn't told her yet about him being Spider-Man. He looks at you and smirks.

"Oh, did she?"

Prepare for a long night of degradation. Pulling your hair and jackhammering into you.

"Such a slut, huh?"

"Dumbass, you're Spider-Man. You can't call me a slut for kissing my husband."

He just fucks you harder. Miguel does get tired easily and lets you ride him.

Just... yes. And yes, he does bite you.

#across the spiderverse #miguel smut #miguel o'hara smut #moon knight smut #marc spector smut #steven grant smut #nathan bateman smut #moon knight #ex machina #scenes from a marriage #jonathan levy #minispidey requests

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shrimplymoray · 11 months

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Can I request a jason x reader were jason deems the reader "worthy" but expects them to get bored of him and stop giving him attention like all the others and that he'll turn em into a doll only to be proven wrong when the reader constantly gives em attention and affection and never gets bored of him

Like I said on my comeback post, I am truly sorry for taking an inhuman ammount of time to answer, BUT!! If you are still interested, I am here to provide the long waited response! I hope you don't mind me refering to this specific reader as the Chose One, since they fall with waht our crimson haired toymaker longs for!

Jason the Toymaker x Chosen One Reader

When Jason pursued you as the next possible chosen one, he was already, low key, expecting to be met with resistance and "unworthyness" like the rest of the dolls, but was fairly surprised with the kindness the reader gave him.

Jason was infatuated with you, feeling like he was so, so close to finding the perfect person, but the part of him that held all the grudge he has for the world believed you were only going to be a doll in the end

He fought against himself, and inner monologues in his workshop were common. Should he give in to his instincts and deliver himself fully? He felt a connection further from anything he felt before, truthfully. But the fear, the fear of losing again, the anger that would overtake him, and the horrible things he, albeit used to, would do to you, it hurt to think.

This led to him getting needier, his already overwhelming attention becoming worse.

You, through all of this, didn't falter. You kept giving him attention, love, and affection. This surprised him, it made him the tiniest of bits nervous, even.

Jason, ever since you proved how much you truly love and appreciate him, swore to himself to protect you, and make sure you feel as cherished and loved as you made him feel in that moment he so desperately needed.

He pampers you constantly, any toy you want, he makes but ten times better. Any food you want, he gives his best to cook for you. Literally anything in his power, he makes or buys or gives to you.

He makes sure to make you feel treasured by complimenting you, and he is a rather observant man. Anything different, he will find a way to compliment in the most lovestruck way.

And most of all, he makes sure that when you need attention, comfort, and love, he is there for you. He stops anything and gives all of himself to comfort you.

Not because he feels the need to, but because he knows that you deserve it.

hope you enjoy it! It has been a while since I wrote the characters, so I may be a little rusty, but I put a lot of effort into this and loved getting to write my favorite toymaker again! Have a nice day or night, and stay safe!

#creepypasta #creepypasta fanfic #anon ask #jason the toymaker #jason the toymaker x reader #tena writing #creepypasta x reader #thanks for the request!

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kirakewpie · 11 months

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→ ☆* i'm kira, 23, from canada. i'm very queer and very horny, welcome to my nsft side blog! (interacts from b*****b***s*****)

→ ☆* nonbinary femme girlboything (they/she) mostly submissive but trying to be switch-ier

→ ☆* DNI: minors, ageless blogs, will block anything that makes me particularly uncomfortable

→ ☆* asks, both on and off anon, are OK!! i love answering asks!! i may or may not respond to DMs at this time. i find them very overwhelming even though a lot of you are so very sweet <3333 please don't take it personally if i don't reply to a DM!!

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→ ☆* list of kinks/limits below

→ ☆* things i like:

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→ ☆* misc notes:

i don't have any particularly strong feelings towards gendered language when referring to specific body parts. my identity these days tends to feel very fluid -- that is to say, you can call me both good boy and good girl interchangeably ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧

i do not tag my posts outside of the tags listed above, meaning any posts regarding things like ageplay/agere, fauxcest, piss, etc., doesn’t get tagged. browse at your own risk <3

#queer nsft #kewpie txt

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softxsuki · 10 months

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Urgent request! Before I start I just want to say that if you are overwhelmed with asks or are uncomfortable with this request please feel free to ignore it. Anyway, can I request baji, and mitsuya with a very sunshine/ happy go lucky gf who’s always smiling but one day they see her self harm scars (that she’s never said anything about)? I’ve always been the therapist friend and the one to help people when no one else would, but no one ever helped me.

I always wear long sleeves cause mine go all up my arm and I hate them. I’ve been clean for a few years now but I never wear short sleeves due to people making uncomfortable comments and just out right being rude to me for having them. I’ve had family members yell at me for hurting myself/ having scars, never really asking if I’m ok. I just want to comforted by my favorite boys and actually be able to vent to someone without being judged and not have to keep up being happy all of the time.

Side note: keep up the great work, I’ve read through your stuff and it has really brought me comfort :’) also take as much time as you need, i don’t want to rush you

Baji and Mitsuya (Separate) Comforting Sunshine S/O After Seeing Her Scars

mentions of self-harm and scars, please don't read if those things will be harmful to you, rather than comforting pls

Pairings: Baji x Fem!Reader, Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of scars, alluding to self-harm

Genre: Comfort

Word Count: 520

Post-Type: Headcanons

Summary: In which you're usually happy-go-lucky so they're shocked when your sleeve raises and they see scars there

[A/N: Hey hun <3 thank you so much for being so sweet and patient, I really appreciate it! I was more than happy to write this for you. I just hope this is able to bring you some comfort! Thank you always for the support <3]

Baji:

Baji is shocked, he’s used to seeing your strong side, the side of you that’s always put together and happy

You always had a smile on your face and never failed to spread that sunshine to the people around you as well, including himself–it’s one of the reasons why he fell for you so quickly

So when he sees those scars for the first time and you let him in on what you’ve been feeling behind your smile, he becomes very protective over you

Not only did he think he needed to protect you from others, but now also from yourself

Of course, this man was always protective of you, but even more so when he sees your scars

He feels bad for the times he ranted to you when you were probably going through your own struggles and he didn’t even realize it

Awkwardly says that he’s there for you if you want to talk about anything (he’s bad with feelings, but at least he’s trying)

Give him some time to loosen up and get used to all this

Yes, he’s very awkward at first and kinda doesn’t know how to go about acting now, but give him some guidance and he’ll figure it out

He loves you and just wants you to be okay, so expect a very clingy Baji for the next few weeks until you open up more to him and show your true feelings in front of him instead of hiding them behind a smile like you always did

Mitsuya:

Mitsuya is also shocked at the sight of your scars, but he’d never let that shock appear on his face

He has always been your biggest support system, so he’s definitely going to be even more now than ever

Presses kisses to your scars, no matter how old or fresh they are, with the utmost of care, showing you how much he loves you and how these scars change nothing between you

Goes out of his way to design you shirts with long sleeves or jackets when the weather gets colder that he knows you’ll love, if you decide to continue to cover the scars

But makes sure you know that there’s nothing to hide, he accepts all of you, even your arms with scars, and nobody would be stupid enough to comment about them with him around

To him, those scars are proof of your strength, you got through some of the hardest moments of your life and you’re still around pushing through it all, he admires that so much, but he’d never let you go through those battles alone anymore to the point where cutting felt like your only route to relief

Mitusya makes extra time for you in his day, checking in on you and spending time with you to make sure you’re doing okay

Encourages you to speak your true feelings with him, there’s absolutely no judgment with him at all; you don’t need to plaster a fake smile on your face to please him

He wants to face your problems with you and help you overcome them together

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 12/11/2023

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minniiaa · 6 months

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another lawlu hc related to that: law has sensory issues with eating sometimes because of his autism and it makes him internally scream and go to an empty room to cry. luffy realizes law has been giving him too much of his food recently. after finding out why, luffy gives him all the comfort and love he deserves and it causes law to eat a little more 🥹💜 (this sadly happens to me in real life as an autistic person. I NEED A SPOUSE LIKE LUFFY AAAAAH)

Yes! This is actually so sweet. Law's autism could totally explain his very particular eating habits. You inspired me to write the below headcanon based on this. I have had people in my life who are autistic but I do have it myself so I hope I could do the experience justice in the context of Law and his personality. I just love the idea of Luffy finding out and making sure Law gets whatever he needs because he's the best partner anyone could ask for <3

Law is very self-conscious when it comes to his eating habits, as he is with most of his peculiarities and it's nearly impossible for him to bring himself to ask to be accommodated when others are cooking even though he knows people will do so even when he doesn't tell them why. He accidentally blurted out that he doesn't like bread and ever since then Sanji has always made him his own special dish whenever he is serving bread dishes to the others. He appreciates Sanji's understanding but he feels like a burden for making him create something entirely different just for him.

Law's food preferences don't just end with bread though, and he can't just refuse to eat what he's being served, that would be rude. Luckily, he has a very hungry partner who is always eyeing up his plate for scraps so he can generally just give him the things he doesn't like but recently it's been getting worse to the point that Law is barely eating because his sensory issues have become overwhelming.

Law thinks he's pretty slick but Luffy knows him better than he knows himself most of the time and one day, he confronts him. Luffy asks Law if he's okay and why he hasn't been eating virtually any of his food recently. He tries to play it off by saying he just hasn't been hungry but Luffy calls out the fact that his stomach has been growling and he's clearly hungry. He demands Law to tell him what's going on and if he's sick, he'll figure out how to make him better. Law, knowing he can't get out of this without telling Luffy the truth, explains that he has a condition where specific food textures make him feel extremely uncomfortable and he can't eat them without feeling like he's going to either throw up or explode.

Much to Law's relief, Luffy immediately understands. "That's okay, everyone is different, Torao! You should have told me before so I can make sure you get all the yummy food you like! Now, tell me all the things that make you feel gross and I'll make sure you never have to eat them again. Food is the best thing in the world and you need to eat so you can be nice and strong!" he says and Law has to hold back his tears. He's been struggling with this for so long and he's always been afraid to tell people because he doesn't want them to judge him and just assume he's annoying when he can't help it.

He's not sure why he didn't just tell Luffy this before, he's not the best at expressing himself. Emotions and connecting with others are hard for him. He's already so much of a burden on Luffy as it is even though Luffy constantly reassures him that he loves him, he's never a burden, and he just wants him to be happy.

After that day, Luffy makes sure that Law's plate never has anything he doesn't like on it. If anyone dares to call Law 'picky' he yells at them and advises that Law is artistic (Law has corrected him and told him it's autistic but he doesn't seem to listen) and he can't help it and that he'll beat them up if they make fun of his Torao. Law wonders every single day what he did to deserve such a loving and understanding partner who goes out of his way to make Law's life easier in whatever way he can.

#one piece #law #trafalgar law #luffy #lawlu #monkey d luffy #lulaw #op #lawlu headcanon #one piece lawlu #lawluffy #minni headcanons

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starleska · 1 year

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Okok I've been sorta stalking your Wally writings for a bit and I WAS WONDERING- could I maybe get a Wally Darling x a person who stutters a lot when they're excited? I've been pretty insecure and in need of wally fluff if you're not too busy -w- remember to drink some water!! Thank you and have a wonderful day!

hello sweetie!!! haha, thank you very much for the stalkings, they're greatly appreciated - and for reminding me to stay hydrated! 🥰 ohhh this one is lovely!! 😭🙏 please don't worry, you needn't be insecure - stutters for any reason are just a natural part of human speech, and they're part of you, which is perfect 💖 i hope you enjoy :3c

Wally Darling x Reader with a Stutter headcanons

💖 the first time you meet Wally Darling, you're completely overwhelmed and can barely get a word out. on the best of days you're self-conscious about your stutter, but Wally is so drop-dead gorgeous he would've made anyone struggle to speak!! you flush, drop your eyes and fumble with your hands, feeling that familiar embarrassment welling up over you; it's so frustrating not being able to say what you mean. but you feel a reassuring hand on your shoulder, and look up to see Wally smiling and nodding at you. "Take your time," he says gently. "Sometimes speaking is hard for me too. You can say a lot with just your eyes." his warm demeanour is like slipping into a hot bath, and you let that comfort wash over you. although you're still bubbling with excitement and have trouble holding his gaze, you don't feel quite so self-conscious in Wally's presence.

💖 sometimes other people get impatient with your stutter, and try to talk over you - but Wally is having none of that. whenever someone tries to interrupt you or rush you along, Wally will confront them both reasonably, and in a way which shames them at the same time. "Isn't that quite rude of you, not letting them finish?" he asks, tilting his head on the side. "I sure am interested in what they have to say." whenever he does this, you feel a guilty rush of pleasure you're not used to: a sort of power reclamation, thanks to Wally reminding people that you deserve to be heard. you wonder if this has anything to do with Wally's unnerving stare...those who are on the receiving end of Wally's sweet passive-aggression never make the same mistake twice.

💖 it's common for you to have days where you feel down on yourself for your stutter, and Wally is always there to comfort you when this happens. even when everyone around you is perfectly kind and understanding, some days you figure it's best that you don't talk at all, and refuse to speak even to your closest friends. Wally notices when you're feeling this way, and likes to play a little 'zip-mouth' game with you, where he mimes locking his lips and throwing away the key. it becomes a contest to see who can go without speaking the longest, and Wally is very good at presenting interesting situations or funny gestures to try and make you talk and laugh. Wally never loses this game, and when you do finally break and speak to him - often giggling so much that you forget feeling bad about your stutter - Wally likes to lift your confidence. "There's that lovely voice," he says. "I missed it a lot. Let's not do this again soon, okay?"

#wally darling x reader #wally darling x you #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home arg #starleskasks #starleskawrites

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 1 year

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Hey! Sorry to bug you, but I was wondering what your headcanons would be for the creepypastas with a s/o who has twitches / tics. I personally have fatigue and anxiety twitches [head tilts, snapping, shaking my arms, etc] and I jave a few friends who have tourettes and other tic disorders!

Don't worry you aren't bugging me! I love to answer your asks and requests <3

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Creeps with an s/o who twitches/tics!

Toby

He suffers from tourette's syndrom (amongst other things) so he understands a lot of the struggle

The frustration that comes with it, the annoyance it causes, etc

He is there to help you through it all

Your tics also help him understand you better (wether you are platonic or romantic!)

For example, he knows that if you begin to tilt your head, you are tired

He'll rub your back and pull a blanket around your shoulders, shushing and whispering you to sleep

I like to imagine you would help him with his tics too!

An example would be, when he is in a bad mood he tends to have more vocal tics

His most common are grunts, whistles and clicks

If you see this occuring, he likely just wants someone to sit with him and talk things out

It makes him feel appreciated and listened to

Also, depending on what mood you are both in, and how close you are, you may set off each other's tics/stims

Which can be both a blessing and a curse

Eyeless Jack

He does not have any tic related disorders, but with his extensive knowledge of almost all medical fields, he does understand you

But it's not like he'd make a big deal out of it

Whether or not you wanna talk to him about it, that's your buisness

If you do choose to tell him, he would feel a very strong sense of trust between you and him and he wouldn't take such a thing lightly

He won't talk to others concerning your health, and he won't pry on you either

And as time passes, he begins to notice patterns

Such as when you get anxious, you begin to snap your fingers and crack your knuckles

If you want his help, he will of course do everything he can

From offering things such as brain excercises to offering physical things such as fidget toys, he is here for you

And even if you don't want anything, if you just want him to talk to you and listen to you, he is more than happy to do that as well

If you are comfortable with it, and if you enjoy it, he will make your sounds back to you

For example, if you whistle, he will whistle back

Silly to silly communication

Tim

He enjoys your twitches, and finds them cute in a way

If you shake your arms, he will smile to himself

Of course, only if it is a happy tic and not stimming from things such as being overwhelmed, anxiety, etc

He has the least amount of knowledge about tic disorders out of the others on this list

So basically, all he knows is what you tell him

If you suddenly pick up a new tic, he will become confused and ask you, "is this a new tic thing or are you just doing things"

He's trying his hardest <//3

He may not know a lot, but if you ever need him for anything, he will provide

Need a shoulder to cry on? Got it.

Need to vent about the frustrations of your tics? He's here to listen.

Wanna just fill him in on your disorder in general? He's taking notes.

He loves you, and he wants to know everything about you

Because he loves all of you, and even if your disorder can be frustrating at times, it is apart of you and if it has anything to do with you, he is bound to adore it

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bridgerteon · 2 months

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Bonus Polin Week: Luke (Newton) Appreciation Day. :)))

[Still suck at making creative gifs, mood boards and stories, so I'm gonna do another essay to support Polin Week 2024]

I've seen many people praising Nicola Coughlan (who is awesome as Penelope Featherington and Claire Devlin in Derry Girls, which I watched while being bored overseas) who I admire, but not much with Luke Newton. So I volunteer to write an essay why he is one of my inspirations (and current crush this year). So here's my personal explanation why I like Luke Newton:

It's rare to see an actor/actress that has dyslexia and ADHD be part in a major role. That speaks volumes of the pain, suffering, persistance and hard work Luke did. I'm impressed with how he persevere in doing acting roles and then landed a role in playing one of book fans' favourite Bridgerton boy, Colin Bridgerton, which the book is now a global phenomenon. His acting journey from an unknown actor no one cares about or doing menial acting work, to being part of a global sensation and as internet's next new boyfriend this year is a major shift on his career. I'm glad that he gets the recognition he deserves, and has inspired me to improve myself and to be patient until a new opportunity arrives.

Though i don't know any actors who are in Bridgerton, Luke is one of the actors whose name I recognised before, in Disney's The Lodge. He was in a Disney show which involves a lot of singing and teen adventures. It's cool that he has a singing talent as well as acting skills. Sadly, I never get around to watch it as I was too busy studying at uni during that time.

When Luke plays as Colin Bridgerton, I can actually see the emotions he displays throughout Season 3. Though it's hard to show what Colin's thinking (which is where the book explains well in learning his inner thoughts), Luke displays facial expressions and body language that helps explain what he's feeling. He's one of the actors who can emote very well in any TV show and film.

How Luke protrays Colin Bridgerton (in the show) reminds me of... myself. We are both sensitive and emotional, wanting to feel needed, wanting to be respected as ourselves, listens to people - regardless of gender - without judgement, and wanting a love match. We also think changing our personalities or masking ourselves would help make others respect us, but become mentally draining overtime. We also feel that no one would ever love us as ourselves. Luke playing Colin actually makes me feel seen as an introvert but passionate loser who just wants to be loved. It actually makes me elated to see myself through Colin, and that Luke performed him perfectly.

The one performance Luke did that strikes me the most is the Lady Whistledown reveal scene or the betrayal scene. Instead of just being angry, he cried in that scene to demonstrate that he is heartbroken that Penelope is LW. I actually gasped and applauded that both Luke and Nicola made this scene so much better than the book, Romancing Mister Bridgerton, and the other betrayal scene from my childhood TV show. I can feel the heartbreak, self-doubt and vulnerability Luke displays, which makes me deeply connect with Colin, and also one of the reasons why I understand and love Polin.

Additionally, I can see through past interviews that Luke has lack of self-confidence and feeling closed off. I'm actually glad that his 5-year friendship with Nicola Coughlan helps him become more open, and that he can always rely on her if he is overwhelmed. That is friendship, one which I always want to seek. I'm technically jealous he has that, haha.

Through his friendship with Nicola, Luke gets to explore other things that are unknown to him. Nicola encourages him to learn and understand, a statement that I always keep to myself. Because of that, Luke likes listening to Hamilton, become more accepting, and promoting more charity work. I was enraged for "fans" who berate or bully him on anything he does, which makes him feel pessimistic. I don't understand why no one likes him. I'm so grateful that Nicola and genuine fans motivate him and encourage him to be proud of himself.

What has attracted me to Luke is that he has no ego, his adorable and awkward personality, his willingness to learn and understand, down-to-earth, and being a gentleman. Something that is rare in many men these days. That's one of the reasons how I got a crush on him besides being handsome (sorry Jonathan Bailey). Because I'm a Pokemon fan (hence my profile pic), I am planning to nickname my starter Pokemon in the next game, in honour of Luke Newton.

I feel emotionally happy to see his journey as a former struggling actor to one of the best actors recognised in Bridgerton (alongside Nicola Coughlan, as she is also one). I look forward to hear his new acting career in a major role in the future. Thank you, Luke Newton, for playing Colin Bridgerton and being yourself. :)))

#bridgerton #luke newton #analysis #polinweek #luke appreciation day

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666writingcafe · 7 months

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you're one of our top favorite obey me writers so we'd thought we'd just slide this in here-

I've recently been fixating on a loud hispanic / latinx MC, we're puerto rican, dominican, AND cuban, so we're just super loud and over the top. i personally would love to see how the brothers and dateables would react to that. idk if you're taking requests but that'd be super cool, and the mc doesn't have to speak spanish! But we picked up an accent from our families and we'd thought that would be sooo silly if mc had one too!

Peppermint Collective

(p.s: you don't have to do this if you don't want to, we just would love to see it :D)

First of all, I appreciate the compliment. I'm grateful that you guys like my writing.

I'm going to start with the brothers and see what you all think before doing the dateables (and Luke). Hopefully, what is presented below is close to what you guys were envisioning.

Obey Me x A Loud Hispanic MC With An Accent (Part One)

Lucifer initially isn't the biggest fan of MC because the last thing he wanted was a human version of Mammon. However, as he gets to know MC, he finds their behavior rather charming. At the very least, he knows that they can keep up with his brother's energy. As for MC's accent, he finds them easier to understand when they're relatively calm, for the more excited they get, the thicker the accent becomes. This has caused MC to become irritated at him on multiple occasions, because they don't want to have to repeat themselves a bunch of times.

Mammon and MC are basically besties. He's one of the only people that can understand MC no matter what, and he makes sure to rub that in everyone's face. Like, of course the Great Mammon can keep up with MC; he was their first, after all. The two of them have been caught having entire conversations with just looks and hand gestures, and that's because they're so expressive that they don't always need words to get their point across.

Levi doesn't really know what to think of MC. On the one hand, he can't stand it when they're with Mammon, because once one gets loud, the other matches their volume, making it pretty much impossible for him to focus on anything. On the other hand, he emphasizes with them, because he tends to be loud and over-the-top too, especially when it comes to his interests. However, his energetic peaks and valleys always seem to be the exact opposite of MC's, so it's a bit difficult for them to spend much time together without getting on each others' nerves.

Satan for the most part keeps his distance from MC. It's not that he doesn't like them; rather, it's that their energy overwhelms him, and he has to maintain a certain level of calmness in order to keep his sin under control. On the rare occasions that MC speaks in an "inside" voice, Satan can listen to them talk for hours. He loves their accent. If he could catch them during a calm moment, he would like to ask him to record themselves reading some of his favorite books aloud.

Asmo and MC spend a lot of time together, because these two love to gossip. They bounce off each other quite well, actually; they give the types of reactions the other is looking for. However, there have been times where Asmo struggles a bit to understand exactly what MC's saying. He gets the general gist in these moments, but sometimes they talk so quickly and loudly that the words sort of mush together in his ears and turn into slight gibberish. And he hates it, especially when Mammon starts bragging about his relationship with MC.

Beel is used to his brothers being loud and over the top, and he's learned to treat the whole thing as white noise. So, having one more voice added in the mix really doesn't make that much of a difference to him. However, this ability to block out noise has gotten him in a bit of trouble with MC, because he doesn't do the best job at listening to them. He does try to pay attention, but when MC's in one of their more exuberant moods and starts talking a mile a minute, the old habit kicks in as he starts thinking about things completely unrelated to whatever conversation they're trying to have with him.

One might expect Belphie to despise MC due to their noisiness, but that's not really the case. Sure, there have been times where MC has prevented him from going to sleep, and that irritates him. However, that doesn't stop him from being drawn to them. He's fascinated by how MC can remain so energetic during most of their waking hours. He's also the only other brother that can understand everything that MC says. He may not appear to be paying attention, but when asked to repeat what MC said, he does so perfectly. He's even gotten on other people's case about making MC repeat themselves, because he feels like they're not that hard to understand.

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me brothers #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor

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skzoologist · 1 year

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word count: ~4.3k, roughly 550-600 words per member

warnings: Bae has a bad mental day in the Jisung one, but it is not described in depth; Bae yells at someone in the last one

genre: slight angst, but mostly fluff and comfort

a/n: Of course I can, thank you very much for the cute ask! I hope this is what you wanted, have fun reading! It was honestly a bit hard to write, because Bae has such a strong martyr syndrome, so he never asks for help and rarely does he get sick, this idiot.

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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Bang Chan:

The band was filming something for STAY, which wouldn’t surprise anyone. They were always working on something, new albums, interviews, award shows, all kinds of things.

This time they were all gathered in a room to film, clothed comfortably as they just chatted with their fans and each other. No dancing, singing or anything, just harmless chatting and fooling around, maybe some cheeky hinting at future albums or things STAY could look forward to.

And just as usual, Bae sat there between Chan and Hyunjin, silent. Not that he had to be, of course, no one forced him, but he loved letting the others speak and just listen to them. It was calming for him, and talking a lot just wasn’t in his nature. He added in his own thoughts and comments here and there, answering a few questions occasionally.

But sometimes, sometimes the others’ chatter and yelling became too much to bear, his mind becoming hazy and chaotic. Words would make less and less sense to him, the syllables turning into simple noise that grated against his eardrums. Every yell or shout pounded into his skull, as if someone was actively stabbing the squishy organ.

This didn’t happen often, but when it did, he tried his best to hide it.

Bae was never one to ask for help, always wanting to solve everything on his own, thinking that the moment he would ask for help, he would become a burden. Thus, he remained seated there, lips slightly pursed and a hand tugging at his ear that was hidden by his long hair. He would always do this unconsciously, the notion slightly easing the pain and confusion residing in his skull.

A hand gently grabbed his, tugging it away from the raw skin underneath his fingers. His head was led towards a shoulder, his pained ear pressed onto skin and fabric. His other ear was covered by a hand, the thumb slowly caressing the hair around it.

That unbearable noise became quieter, as if he was further away from it, everything now muffled and more tolerable. The hold on him was tender, as if the smallest of wrong moves would shatter him.

Even without glancing up, Bae knew it was Chan who held him so carefully. Only one person did this, quietly humming for him so he could focus on the vibrations that left Chan’s chest. His overwhelmed mind was grateful, immediately latching onto that quiet buzzing and focusing only on that.

The chaos decreased around him, no doubt the result of that shushing sound he’d heard just a few seconds ago. It was probably Minho, his other hyung who always came to his rescue whenever this happened.

“How’re ya, baby?” - Chan’s pleasantly low voice asked, urging Bae to hum in response.

He was definitely feeling better, his jumbled mind able to focus on what someone was saying, but he remained there anyway. Bae would never admit it out loud, but he felt the safest in Chan’s arms, as if nothing could harm him.

His hyung let out an airy laugh and squeezed his shoulder, only holding him tighter. It was all Bae could ever ask for, a gentle distraction from his failing mind. From the outside, it just looked like he was cuddling with Chan, so it was the perfect solution.

And for the rest of the live, Bae remained seated there, leaning against a dimple-smiled Chan who held him happily.

Lee Know:

That day in particular wasn’t any different than the others. Everyone woke up at the crack of dawn, ready to start their schedule after -hopefully- throwing something into their stomachs.

Bae was no different, starting his day at the gym to get into shape for their tour. An hour or two later, he was done, absolutely sure he would be sore the next day. After a quick shower he hopped over to the company, only to go to singing practice.

They wanted him to hit a higher note, something that he couldn’t get just right. So they had him try again and again, his throat sore and head hurting. It took him an embarrassing amount of time, but he finally hit that note, the coach letting him go for the day. It was a good thing too, because with how long he took, he had to go straight to dance practice, unless he wanted to be yelled at.

Bae ran there as fast as he could, his breathing heavy as he opened the door and found everyone already inside, ready to start. They smiled at him, standing up and getting into formation. He followed their examples, getting into place and dancing when the music started, even though the room felt too bright, painfully so.

But it seemed like it wasn't his day, as he only kept messing things up. His vision had black spots swimming in it, his mouth felt dry no matter how much he drank. No amount of blinking helped him either, half his vision already gone, making it really hard to see the others or even the wall-sized mirror in front of him.

“Bae, you either get yourself together or leave.” - it was Minho’s voice, prompting Bae to look in his direction. “With the tour on our necks, we really can’t afford anyone lazing around. So fucking try harder!”

Minho was becoming extremely agitated, his voice loud and snappy. Bae understood why, knowing fully well that his hyung was simply saying the truth, so he just nodded in response.

“Look into my eyes when I’m talking to you.”

Bae really tried, he truly did. But no matter how much he looked, he could only see a part of Minho’s face, everything else was covered by darkness. His head was starting to develop a dull pain too, slowly growing stronger by the minute.

“Hey, Bae. Bae, can you see me? Jagi, say something.” - his hyung’s voice immediately softened, his face held in careful hands. Yet, he could only stand there, gulping air greedily with swimming vision, even though he'd closed his eyes a while ago.

“Shit, he’s having a migraine.” - that was all it took for him to be lifted up and quickly taken away from that horribly bright room.

Only when he was gently laid down onto a bed did he manage to pry his eyes open, wincing at the pressure that built behind his eyelids and skull. It throbbed relentlessly, as if something wanted to burst out of there.

“I left out water for you on your nightstand, please drink as much as you can. Your phone’s there too, call us if you need anything, like always. We’ll be back soon, just try and sleep it away.” - with the sensation of lightly cold fingers fluttering over his forehead and pushing away some stray strands of hair in their wake, Bae heard the door to his room close as both his hyungs left, whispering to not worsen his headache.

Seo Changbin:

Everyone knew Bae was careful when it came to dance practice, even the managers and the other workers.

So imagine their surprise when they witnessed Bae twisting his ankle first-hand, all because he didn’t want to accidentally collide into another member.

No, it was usually Bae who was the first to assess damage when something happened, the first one to help and calm everyone down. And somehow, he did that even when he himself was injured, holding a slightly shaking Jisung’s hand and patting a freaking out Felix on the head. It wasn’t like it was a big injury, no, it turned out to be a simple sprained ankle, one that would heal in a few weeks.

At least Bae thought so, unlike everyone else, who babied and pampered him endlessly.

“Binnie, I just wanted to grab some water…” - he sighed out, but no malice was in it. “You must not move a single muscle while I’m here, your knight in shining armour!” - came the loud reply, Changbin soon appearing with a big glass of water in front of his patient.

Bae could only sigh and accept it wordlessly, watching as the little dwaekki’s eyes shined with what could only be identified as pride.

Why?

Well, for some unknown reason Changbin nominated himself as Bae’s personal assistant, ready to help in anything. In anything. Bae wanted to grab something? It was in his hands in the blink of an eye. He wanted to go somewhere? Changbin immediately knelt down before him, ready to give him the piggyback ride of his life.

“You do know I can walk with crutches, right?” “What crutches?”

That was the other thing, he kept asking the poor doctor for crutches, only for them to disappear the next day. He wasn’t that stupid -unlike the members of baboracha-, he knew it was this little dwaekki’s doing. Bae was on the verge of giving up, letting Changbin have his way. The man was way too stubborn for his tired mind.

The sound of a door opening could be heard, Chan and Hyunjin striding through.

“How you doin’, baby?” - Chan asked in a singsong voice, giggling as Bae just glared at him in return.

Hyunjin merely dramatically draped himself over Bae’s uninjured side, making sure to snuggle up to him extra hard. Bae’s face contorted, protesting against this unfair treatment. But no matter how hard he pushed the younger away, Hyunjin always came back and latched onto his immobile form. Chan also joined in on the fun, ruffling up his hair and leaning against the back of the couch.

“I’m glad you’re in high spirits, but don’t forget to go to the photoshoot in an hour. Take Changbin with you, I don’t want you to worsen your injury.”

Bae nodded at that, knowing fully well that he most probably had no choice in the matter anyway.

And how right he was.

That hour rolled by, his form smothered in the others’ and his ears still ringing with their teasing and giggling. Somehow he got free from them, only to have Changbin carry him to his room and help him get ready. He really didn’t need help, but he couldn’t fight the man off, it was like trying to push a giant rock with a broken hand.

So, with heated cheeks, he was finally ready to go, only to witness the dwaekki rush in front of him after he himself got ready as well, kneeling down.

“No.” “Yes.” “No, Bin.” “Yes Bin.”

Bae groaned as he dragged a hand down his face, praying that no camera would catch them like this. With a heavy heart, he climbed onto Changbin’s back and buried his head into his neck, listening to his delighted giggles as he ran out of the dorm.

Hwang Hyunjin:

They were doing a live for their fans, listening to music and chilling while chatting. It was the usual shebang, everyone joking around and teasing each other.

While Bae was quiet, like usual, he was somehow even more out of it that day.

He didn’t comment on almost anything, he didn’t give any of them a criminal side eye when they acted like their usual gay self, nothing. It was a bit troubling, something that even a few fans noticed.

In all honesty, Bae was just a bit under the weather for no particular reason. He woke up tired, as if someone took him off the charger halfway through the night.

That remaining energy only diminished as he went through with his day, now seemingly nearing its end. He tried to mask it up, but it felt nearly impossible.

Bae desperately hoped that no one would notice his damp spirits, but his prayers weren’t heard.

Hyunjin moved next to his standing form -because they were all huddled up, watching a clip-, a hip bumping into his. He glanced at the younger next to him, seeing him start to lightly dance around, a little habit of his. So he ignored him, focusing back onto the clip–

Another bump. Then another and another, until he finally looked at the perpetrator, who just flashed a cheeky little smile his way. Bae couldn’t stop the slight upwards curve of his mouth, especially when Hyunjin took his hands and started dancing harder, forcing Bae to join him in his shenanigans.

They swayed together, spun around, even as the music ended and another took its place. No, Hyunjin didn’t let up, not until he heard Bae’s soft laughter, until he saw the older smile so wide his eyes turned into little crescent moons.

Sometime along Felix and Jisung joined in, fooling around and filling the place with laughter. The remaining members either took some photos or filmed them, having the time of their lives watching this rare moment.

Bae didn’t notice them until it was all too late, his breath short and lungs greedily demanding more air. He stopped with a Hyunjin draped over his shoulders, his cheeks hurting from the smile he formed. Slowly, his mind catched up to what he had done, his eyes settling on the camera and the zooming chat, the latter filled with comments on how cute he and everyone was. His skin flushed red, something everyone caught before he hid behind his hands.

“Come on, don’t hide, you were so cute while dancing!” - Hyunjin whined over his shoulder, no doubt enjoying the situation.

Bae merely shook his head, unable to face anyone, especially the camera and their fans behind it.

“You never really dance with me, what’s this!” - Changbin started protesting, soon joined by several other members. “Yah, he’s right, are you playing favourites now?” - it was Minho this time, his typical cheshire smile dancing on his lips.

Bae couldn’t form an answer, too flustered and mortified. The members and the staff all laughed, watching as Hyunjin walked in front of Bae and turned him away from the camera, hugging him. He let Bae bury his face into his neck, swaying from side to side gently to the rhythm of the music.

“Thank you.” - Bae whispered it out, but even over the chaos, Hyunjin heard it, bringing a gentle smile to his lips.

Han Jisung:

Waking up felt useless. Getting out of bed was even more useless.

Why should he bother, when his efforts were wasted, only his faults pointed out? Why should he even try at that point?

None of it mattered.

Those were the thoughts circling around in Bae’s head, his sad form engulfed in his blanket, his room plunged into darkness. It was way past his alarms, the time nearing noon. He was lucky to not have anything on his schedule that day, besides his own training and practices. This way he wasn’t causing trouble for anyone else for not appearing, something that slightly eased his guilt and self-deprecating thoughts.

He could freely mop in his room, or at least, that was his plan.

The plan that was shattered when someone knocked on his door gently, the knob twisting and light pouring into the room once he gave no answer. He was facing away from the door, so he had no way of knowing who the intruder was. But it was better this way, they wouldn’t see his sorry state and how miserable he became.

The bed dipped next to him, only the quiet shuffling of clothes could be heard in the deafening silence.

“Why are you here?” - Bae grated out, his voice rough from the lack of use. “Felix texted me.” - Jisung answered, because of course it was him.

The boy had a keen sense of Bae’s mood, always knowing when he was having a bad mental day. It was both reassuring and frightening.

None of them talked after that, just merely existed in the same space. It was as peaceful as it was suffocating.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

Silence greeted Jisung, his question remaining unanswered. But he didn’t huff, whine or ask it again, no, the boy just slid up against the headboard and made himself comfortable. No talking, prying, nothing. Only their soft breathing could be heard and the soft taps as Jisung was no doubt messing around on his phone.

Bae remained lying there, guilt eating away at him like a slow-working poison. He knew Jisung had his schedule full, the boy needing to be at a photoshoot. But no, instead he was sitting in his room, dealing with his sorry ass.

“I know what you’re thinking, and no, there was a technical problem with the cameras, so my shooting was rescheduled. So don’t even think like that, aegi.” - Jisung’s voice was soft, yet stern.

Bae wasn’t sure if it was the truth or the sweet lie he needed to be told to feel better. Either way, he accepted it, because he had no choice. Not unless he wanted to completely break down in front of his quokka.

A soft melody started filling the room, completely unprompted. It came from Jisung’s direction, the song immediately recognised by Bae as a Howl’s Moving Castle OST. It gave his mind something to focus on, instead of his spiralling thoughts that were eating him alive.

Han Jisung knew him too well, to a scary amount.

To the point where he took Bae into his hold without missing a beat the moment Bae moved towards him. He also knew of that specific motion that calmed him down, his touch soft and gentle. He also knew not to pry, not to shush him or whisper sweet nothing into his ear. No, he knew Bae merely needed to be held, to be hummed to softly.

Han Jisung knew him too well, but he cherished it.

Lee Felix:

They had a rough day, filming shot after shot, busy making the new MV for their upcoming album. This time Bae had a bit more role than the others, being the one who was put into the spotlight. He himself wasn’t sure why, because usually it was Felix or Hyunjin who got this role.

But, he wasn’t about to complain, so he just quietly did as he was told, following the instructions quietly and cursing silently when something wasn’t right and they had to reshoot it.

He was on his last thread, ready to roll over and die when the staff members announced that they were done, telling him he did a good job and everyone was ready to go home. The other members were already gone, having finished an hour or two ago, no doubt already ready for bed and relaxing -except Chan, he knew how the man could get-.

Bae collected the remains of his strength and said goodbye to all the staff, wishing them goodnight and helping a bit where he could. They only let him linger for a few minutes, soon shooing him away with gentle smiles, no doubt seeing how tired the idol was.

So, he changed clothes and went on his merry way to his dorm, the ride silent and never ending. But eventually, he was in the elevator, the little ding letting him know he was ready to step out shortly. His long legs carried him to the correct door sluggishly, his body feeling heavy and useless.

Bae only wanted to take a hot shower and fall into his bed, but his plan failed before it could even take form.

The moment he stepped foot into their dorm, Felix was there, greeting him with a gentle smile and a gentler voice. The younger took his bag and put it away, leading him to the bathroom after he took his jacket and shoes off.

A steaming bath awaited him, the water smelling sweet and heavenly. Felix didn’t say a word, just pushed Bae into the room and closed the door. Now, Bae was confused, never doubt that, but he was also too tired to question anything, so he just accepted it and took off his clothes. The water was just the right temperature, relaxing his sore muscles and lulling him into a blissful state.

When he caught himself slightly nodding off, the scent of rose and hibiscus like a lullaby, he got out of the bath and dried himself. His fluffy pyjamas were already there, no doubt the work of the young aussie. With a smile on his face, he put it on, the plush fabric engulfing his form comfortably, like the hug of a pillow.

Sauntering out, he was quickly led away by Felix once more, this time towards their living room. Everyone else was there, already piled up on the couch and seats. The young boy led him to an empty space, sitting down and urging him to take a seat next to him. Bae obliged, his tired mind not even thinking about the prospect of arguing.

That was why he even let the freckled boy make him lay down, leading his head into his lap. Nimble fingers immediately tangled into his hair, playing with the strands and massaging the skin. A blissful sigh left Bae’s form, his eyes closing in delight. There was a movie going on the TV, everyone watching it, but he didn’t care at that moment.

Felix’s touch was too relaxing, lulling him into a tranquil headspace, soon plunging him into the land of dreams.

Kim Seungmin and Yang Jeongin:

Bae was obviously frustrated with himself that day, it was written in the slight dip in his brows and the forceful moves he kept repeating in front of the wall-sized mirror. Nothing was good for him, even though to the naked eye, he had already perfected that same move 2 hours ago.

At least that was what Jeongin thought, his gaze plastered on his hyung’s agitated form as he watched the man restart the song yet again. It was an endlessly repeating hellish cycle, one that increasingly worried the maknae.

Without an ounce of hesitation, he stepped away from the windowed door and walked a bit further down the hall, taking out his phone and calling someone. It didn’t take long for the other to pick it up, groggy voice greeting him from the other side.

“Hey, you need to come back to the company. Dal hyung is still practicing.”

That was all it took for the other to understand the severity of the situation, his voice perking up in alert.

“I’ll be right there, don’t go in alone.” - the call ended, Jeongin pocketing his phone and anxiously waiting around.

He never liked when this was happening, it always felt like playing with fire. His hyung would never intentionally hurt any of them, but he could get so consumed by his own self-hatred and perfectionism that it would be impossible to get him to stop.

Not without someone getting hurt, albeit not physically.

But Jeongin didn’t need to ponder for much longer, Seungmin’s form approaching his in the corridor. They nodded at each other and back to that door they went, the only one that had light and music pouring out of it still. With bated breaths they opened it, walking in until Bae noticed them.

But even then, he didn’t stop.

“Hyung, you need to stop.” - it was Seungmin, the braver of the two.

Bae merely shook his head, carding a hand through his hair in frustration.

“No, Hyung, really, stop for today, please. Your form is already perfect, please.” - Jeongin pleaded with him, desperate for this to come to an end.

Their pleas hit deaf ears, their hyung ignoring them and starting the choreography all over again. Seungmin had enough. He walked over to the sound system and paused the music, disconnecting Bae’s phone from it in the process.

Now that got his attention.

“Fuck, Seungmin, I said no!” - his voice was raised, his shoulders raising up and down as he was desperately gasping for air.

The room was silent, neither of them saying anything. It took Bae a few seconds to realise what he had done, regret immediately swallowing him whole.

“Shit, no, sorry, I didn’t mean to shout, Minnie, forgive me. I–” “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it.” “No, I’m so sorry, to both of you.” - Bae’s voice cracked at the end, his form engulfing Seungmin’s. “Ew, no, you’re all sweaty and gross!” - the younger playfully yelled as Bae merely laughed, going over to hug the maknae as well, no matter how much he protested. “Sweaty hugs aside, will you come back with us now?” - Jeongin asked, using his puppy eyes to make sure he would win.

With a silent sigh, Bae nodded, knowing he wouldn’t win against these two anyway. After he quickly packed his stuff together, the three were on their way back to the dorms.

“Dal hyung, you’re too harsh on yourself. I saw you perform that choreo 6 times back to back and there was nothing wrong with it, and I’m not saying this only to make you feel better. You’re blinded by your chase for perfection, missing it when it’s right under your nose.” - Jeongin’s confident words were loud in the quiet halls, robbing Bae’s attention away. “Sometimes you have to let up and take a step back, Hyung. There are times when the solution is that, to just take a rest. If not for yourself, then for us.” - this time it was Seungmin, the puppy’s words filled with emotion.

Bae just walked with them silently, but their words cut deep. He didn’t even realise that they were already at their destination, the two youngest already out of their shoes.

“You can crash at us tonight, I already told the old man. Take a shower and sleep, Hyung. We’re watchin’ you.”

The oldest couldn’t help but laugh at that, ruffling his maknaes hair as he walked by them, uttering a silent thanks.

He was truly blessed to have such attentive members by his side.

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