#dont let the facade fool u

[sughuru]

you, me, and the sky above

- gojo satoru x reader

In the quiet stillness of the night, you find yourself waking to an empty bed, wondering where Satoru disappeared to. As you search for him throughout your shared home, you discover him staring into the dark sky, his eyes revealing the weariness from a challenging mission. 

genres/warnings: angsty, fluff, hurt/comfort

notes: hello hello this is my first post on this acc so if you'd like to read more of my work, come check out my other works! my first language isn't english so don't mind the grammatical errors, sorry! :') anyways i love satoru sm u dont understand

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You woke up to the bed being empty and cold. Strange, you could’ve sworn Satoru went to bed with you last night. You grabbed your phone to check the time, reading 3:02 AM. It's barely three; where did he go? You got on your feet and slowly dragged yourself out of the bedroom to look for the man. 

“Babe?’ you called out, flicking the light switch on in the bathroom, assuming he went to the toilet but there was no one. Then to the kitchen it was, maybe he needed a cup of water–But that wouldn’t make sense; he always has a cup of water by the bed in case either of you wakes up feeling thirsty. Perhaps he went out for a run, or was it an emergency mission; still, he would’ve told you. Just when you were about to give up, you noticed him.

Satoru, your boyfriend, staring out into the dark sky. What was he searching for? Upon closer inspection, you noticed the dark circles around his eyes, his eyes were slightly puffy, his blindfold dangling loosely around his bare neck.

Surprisingly, he didn’t sense your presence, he always managed to notice you but tonight, his thoughts seem to be elsewhere.

"Satoru," you said softly, approaching him cautiously. The moonlight highlighted the contours of his face, and you could see the weariness etched into his expression. You knew about how exhausting the mission was yesterday, even his facade wasn’t strong enough to fool you. Yet, you didn’t say anything, not wanting to upset him any further.

"Is everything okay?" you asked, your concern evident in your voice. Satoru turned to you, and for a moment, it seemed like he hadn't expected anyone to notice his silent contemplation. His eyes, usually vibrant with energy, now carried the weight of unspoken burdens.

Satoru hums in response, a quiet one. Usually, he would whine about how the higher-ups made him do such a tough mission or how he has to work overtime, missing out on spending time with you. Tonight, he just stayed silent.

"I didn't mean to worry you," he said, his voice carrying a weight you hadn't heard before. "I’m sorry.” he dryly laughed, plastering a smile on his face, except, that smile didn’t reach his eyes. You frowned, realizing that he wasn’t letting his guard down anytime soon.

"Don’t," you responded gently, your hand resting on his.

Satoru took a deep breath, his gaze shifting away for a moment before returning to meet yours. “I just... I needed a moment,” he admitted, his voice soft but laden with sincerity. “The mission, it hit me harder than I thought.”

For a moment, Satoru's shoulders relaxed a fraction, as if the weight he carried had found a temporary respite. "The mission...it took a toll on me more that it should have, I-”

You squeezed his hand, offering a silent reassurance. "You don't have to go into details if you're not ready. But know that I'm here to listen whenever you're ready to share."

The two shared a moment of peaceful silence.

You prompted gently, "Is that why you're awake?" 

Satoru shook his head, his gaze momentarily dropping. "Bad dream," he admitted, the vulnerability in his voice belying his usual confidence.

Your heart sank at the revelation. "Satoru-" you whispered, tightening your grip on his hand. 

Satoru sighed, and a playful glint entered his eyes. "What happened to 'you don't have to go into details'?" he asked, a lighthearted tone replacing the previous heaviness in his voice.

You couldn't help but smile at the sudden change in atmosphere. "Well, you know me," you replied, matching his playful tone, "I can’t help it, I’m nosy.” she pouts

Satoru chuckled as he pulled her into his arms tightly, “come here, you’ll get cold.” He looked up at the stars again, admiring them. You couldn’t help but admire him. His blue eyes, they always shone brightly even in the darkest of nights.

"Come on," you said gently, offering a reassuring smile. "Let's head back inside. We can talk more if you want, or we can just sit in silence. Whatever you need."

Satoru's grip on the balcony’s railing loosened, and he followed you back into the warmth of the indoors. As you closed the door behind you, you couldn't help but hope that the darkness outside wouldn't linger within him for much longer.

“I love you, you know that?” he smiled, this time, reaching his eyes. You smiled back, “I love you too.” 

Satoru’s blue eyes that were dulled moments ago, now sparkled with hope and love once again. Leaning in, you pressed a soft kiss against his forehead, a promise of warmth and solidarity.

[the-demon-prodigy]

The True Genius of Bungo Stray Dogs (As Seen in the Portrayal of Osamu Dazai)

oh boy heres another formal-sounding one!! i wrote this to follow an essay formula and under the assumption that it would be shown to someone who is less well-versed in bsd (i kinda just explained what it was and what bungo meant in the introductory paragraphs) so just skim those parts if u already know those things :ppp

in this one i mostly cover some of the biggest similarities between yozo of nlh and dazai of bsd! i dont rlly cover bsd dazai versus irl dazai so keep that in mind. its not super in-depth and ive only read nlh once so far, so anybody who's got thoughts feel free to add!

without further ado, lets get into it :> (the whole thing will be under the cut)

TW: Su1c1de, add1ction (specifically alcoho1ism), s3xual abus3, emotional abus3

Bungo Stray Dogs is a manga, anime, and light novel series that takes place in a semi-fictional version of Yokohama, Japan. 

The Japanese word “bungo” translates to “literary”; and almost every significant character is named after a classic author and has a supernatural ability named after one of their works. However, the influence of literature upon each of the characters runs deeper than just their name and ability.

Today, we will be covering the true ingenuity of Bungo Stray Dogs through its unique method of drawing parallels between real-life and fiction, and fiction and other fiction, using the character and author Osamu Dazai as an example. (All uses of the name Dazai will refer to his fictional version unless specified otherwise.)

Dazai is one of the most beloved characters of the series, and his popularity as a fictional character brought the book that his character and ability are in reference to, No Longer Human, to many more sales despite it being over 60 years since the book’s original publication.

Dazai’s character is commonly praised for his remarkable representation of those who experience mental illness, and this theme is a very prominent one in the book that his character is based upon.

No Longer Human is a semi-autobiographical work created by the real-life Osamu Dazai, following the life of a man named Oba Yozo in the formula of three notebooks. Among its themes are isolation, alienation, suicidality, addiction, and much more.

Yozo experiences immense alienation from society, carrying a far deeper melancholy than any others seem to. In order to combat the evident unpalatability of his true nature, he takes on the facade of a bumbling fool before others in order to avoid their wrath and perhaps also sate his desire to be loved (Pg. 26 of NLH [No Longer Human]). 

(One of, if not the, biggest similarity between Bungo Stray Dogs’ Dazai and Yozo, is the alienation that came as a result of their unique nature and philosophy, which surrounded them in a profound despair simply through the act of living.)

Sexually abused as a young child (Pg. 35 of NLH), Yozo believes human beings to harbor an intrinsic cruelty, and wishes to avoid bearing witness to their intimidating true nature at all costs. Yozo feels immense fear of human beings due to his inability to understand them (Pg. 28 of NLH), unable to understand what they think about when they walk the streets, what they wish for, and why they engage in simple acts such as eating. (Pgs. 23 & 26 of NLH) 

Dazai as a Bungo Stray Dogs character diverges from Yozo in many ways, but they have a similarity in the existence of a public facade created in order to hide from pain and hurt, and a deep alienation from society that leads them to dehumanize themselves.

Both Dazai and Yozo believe themselves incapable of integrating their true selves into society so profoundly that they give up on it entirely, Dazai through a lack of taking proper action to take himself out of a toxic environment to live as a normal human being, and Yozo in his complete withdrawal of who he truly is from society to the point that it’s nearly impossible for an outsider to graze his true self. 

Bungo Stray Dogs’ Dazai is so hyper-intelligent that he sees the world in a far more nihilistic way than the common person (Pg. 159 of BSD:ODDE [Bungo Stray Dogs: Osamu Dazai and the Dark Era]). This isolates him completely from society because he believes nothing in life to hold any actual value due to the inevitability of death (Pg. 13 of BSD:DC15 [Bungo Stray Dogs: Dazai, Chuuya, Age Fifteen]). Throughout No Longer Human, it’s possible to infer that Yozo is also an exceptionally intelligent person due to the uniqueness of his philosophy and worldview, drawing yet another parallel between them.

Additionally, Dazai has thought this way since he was 14, which led him to a suicide attempt, and has possibly contemplated such action even before then (Pg. 8 of BSD:DC15). Although not fully confirmed, it’s likely that he was shunned by those around him for seeing things in a way that they could not come close to understanding, similar to how Yozo could not understand that which was commonly seen as an intrinsic human trait. Neither Dazai or Yozo view themselves as properly human, although they seek love in such a way that suggests that they wish that they were.

For example, Dazai is a romantic young man who views falling in love as an intrinsic part of the human experience, and yet believes himself to be unlovable, further separating himself from his own definition of humanity. And Yozo, only a child when he begins displaying his facade of air-headedness, wished to be liked by humans so as to not be harmed.

Dazai and Yozo also both have a likely/possible fear of being idolized, respected figures. Yozo views being respected by others as being the peak of successful deceit of others which eventually brought great consequence upon the respected (Pg. 33 of NLH), and Dazai intentionally lazes around and doesn’t do his best during his adult life in the Armed Detective Agency, which, although not confirmed, may hint towards the existence of a fear of being respected the way that he was in his previous profession as a mafioso, in which many expectations were placed upon him that left him drained. 

Yozo and the Dazai of Bungo Stray Dogs share an idolization of that which they have forbidden themselves from becoming. For Yozo, this was human, and for Dazai, this was also human. However, their definitions are different. You may ask, “but didn’t Yozo fear human beings? Why would he want to be one?” and the answer to that question is, yes, Yozo fears human beings. However, it’s more complicated than that. Yozo also sought out love and affection from human beings, who seemed able to give it to each other, and he wished to understand human beings so that he could be with them and not fear them (Pg. 26 of NLH). You see, Yozo wished to have someone by his side to understand him, seeing as his fear left him when he felt understood and a sense of camaraderie (Pg. 80 of NLH), but at the same time feared a connection such as this and mostly thought it impossible, just as he feared human beings but also wished to integrate himself with them so that he could be loved and spared from suffering. 

Yozo is a mess of self-contradictory ideals, as is Dazai, who wished to be human in the sense that he wished to understand what other human beings saw in being alive: what inherent value they saw in it that caused them to be so opposed to death that they would fight (Pg. 132 of BSD:ODDE). Dazai believed that if he were to understand what made humans happy and what made them want to live, he could become one, and henceforth become happy and cease to seek death. Dazai also wished to be lovable, as did Yozo. Dazai saw being capable of being loved and loving others as being an inherent part of the human experience (Pg. 103 of BSD:DC15), but felt himself incapable of such behaviour and treatment. Dazai also sought to be a good person, which he believed humans to lean towards inherently, but thought himself to be incapable of until he was pushed towards it by a person who understood him fully (Pg. 161 of BSD:ODDE).

There also exists a parallel between Yozo and Dazai in the form of the organizations that they were entangled with. Yozo was involved with a communist group by an acquaintance of his (Pg. 65 of NLH), where he was eventually trusted by the organization with jobs that caused him increasing hassle and tiredness, similar to how Dazai was saddled with the responsibilities and title of the youngest executive of the mafia when he was only a teenager (Pg. 3 of BSD:ODDE), although Yozo was already college-age when he was involved with the communists. 

One of the most obvious, although surface-level similarities between Dazai and Yozo is that of their suicidal ideation. They both have contemplated suicide and attempted it multiple times (Pgs. 1, 4, & 49 of BSD:ODDE and Pgs. 86, 87, & 154 of NLH), out of a deep despair found in the reality that they find themselves unable to escape. Although Dazai doesn’t truly wish for death, and it’s possible that neither does Yozo, they both engage commonly in this behaviour. 

Another minor similarity between them is their alcoholism. Yozo spends such a large majority of the book talking about drinking away his sorrows that it would prove quite the task to try to cite them all here (although he displays alcoholic behaviours from Pg. 63 and onward of NLH), and Dazai often experiences hangovers, goes to pubs and bars (even when he’s only 18) (Pg. 1 of BSD:ODDE), and his room as a 22-year old is seen to be riddled with bottles of alcohol.

Although primarily due to their public facades, many people who come and go in the lives of Dazai and Yozo seem to love them and believe that they are good people who, under different circumstances, could become very happy (Pg. 160 of BSD:ODDE and Pg. 177 of NLH).

 It seems to only be Dazai and Yozo who demonize themselves so heavily that their sense of self becomes mangled beyond their own recognition; all others around them seem to feel that they have potential for good within them. Dazai and Yozo share in self-hatred, in certain ways. 

Overall, Dazai and Yozo have many similarities in how they think, the life they lived, and the coping mechanisms they use, and these many similarities exist too in the other characters of Bungo Stray Dogs, their real-life counterparts, and the fictional characters they are based upon. 

It is this deep-running, subtle aspect of Bungo Stray Dogs which makes it an immensely respectable work of art and causes me to admire the cleverness and literacy of its writer, Kafka Asagiri. The story is more than enjoyable without understanding each reference that makes an appearance, but it adds a special and unique touch to an already-wonderful series. And that is exactly why I consider all of these literary tie-ins to be the true genius of Bungo Stray Dogs, which hides beneath the surface yet makes the experience feel much more special.

[cherrysnax]

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lets get some georgie fun facts!

Georgie has extensions on her suit to detract suspicion to her secret identity, yes, but she also thinks it’s really funny to throw it at people.

While Georgie is a user of the fear force (and sometimes has the legitimate god of fear in her system) she‘s scared of a lot of things. One of those things include teeny tiny mice.

When she‘s Arachnophobia, she tries really hard to hide her british accent, but literally everyone encounters as her alter ego calls her out on it, usually saying she sounds more like a canadian than a philadelphian. shes trying okay!!!

anahi has quite the arrangement of nickmaes for her, including but not limited to: scary spice, posh spice, ggina with the draco, prince charming, gigi, and beautiful :). georgie pretends like she doesnt like the names, but she secrety thinks they’re all really cute.

the only reason she wants to be a hero is because of her past, where she was used by her family‘s gang to take out rival gangs and traffic other mutant kids. she‘ll never forgive herself even though she was just a kid.. angsty ass bih

she‘s literally the rival in a shonen anime ngl. miss „i dont need friends >:(“ *insert ana taking time to befriend her* “actually i need my friends to survive!” fbdnshha i love her

[bluerskiees]

Hii!!! Can I request a reader where the reader had just done surgery (like any kind of surgery) and after the surgery they're tired and everything and stressed out.

Characters included: Mikey, Angry and Chifuyu

Tokrev men reacting to your surgery :

[☁️]

🌬 Since there was no mentions of the era, I'm gonna assume it's toman era cuz that was the time these 3 were together <3

Having an accident in the middle of the night wasn't good. It's worse if you got seveal bruises and badly injured. What makes it even worse is when the doctors claim that you're gonna have to undergo a surgery with a success rate of 10% . How do you think the invincible Mikey and his gangmates Angry ( Souya Kawata) and Chifuyu would react?

Mikey

Would hurry to the hospital in his CB205T, breaking all the road rules known to ever exist to the history of mankind. No like for real, he's ditching his family, his friends, his work, his teammates, everyone. All for you. Would stay by your side during the surgery, holding your hand through it. Puts on a smile and gives of an "I knew the surgery was gonna be successful", but deep down he's still not over the fact that someone had guts to try to kill you. It all happened too quickly. Buys you dorayaki, ice creams and any other stuffs you'd like to have with you in the moment. He'd definitely ask his men to bring ur life sized teddy bear so that you'd be able to cuddle it and sleep peacefully no matter what <3. Hold your hand, runs ur head and whispers sweet words into your ear till you fall asleep. Leaves in the middle of the night to have a fight with whoever tried to kill you earlier. He had Sanzu obtain the informations for him when you both were in the hospital and Sanzu, being the loyal man he is, agreed to do it for his king. Would stay by your side no matter what till you get discharged because what if someone tries to do something again? No, he won't take any chances.

Angry

Would try to keep a calm facade but fails. Angry is generally known to care for his friends a lot. He would go through life and death if it means protecting you. But the only issue is, he's too nice. Too nice that he hesitates to beat up people. But dont let that fool you for when he feels his friends or brother is attacked by someone, he enters his typical " Crying Blue Ogre" and we both know how strong he becomes during that particular period. Its safe to say that thos fuckers who tried to hurt you wont ever be seeing the golden rays of sunshine ever again. He would also buy you lots of soft pillows and plushies to make sure you feel comfortable there. I feel like he's the type of person to infuse lavender or any other essential oil because vibes. Would sing or play any instrument for you to get better. Randomly hugs you, kisses your forehead and gives you nose boops >.< . Suspicious of everyone around you. The nurse, the doctor, hell everyone. Would check ur food before feeding it you. Yes he would definitely bonk your head with his hand or a book when you get too stubborn to eat medicines.

Chifuyu

Golden ray of sunshine was very worried when he heard the news. Immediately rushed to the hospital one he heard the news, not bothering to complete eating the yakisoba noodles he was eating. Losing keisuke already took a huge toll on him and he ain't letting anything similar happening to you too. He's usually a calm and composed person but thats all until you mess with any one of his friends. He's pretty strong, so he would take all punches during the beginning of the fight, almost as if he was loosing. But he's also smart and intelligent. Would probably calculate his opponents moves when he got hit. Would cuddle you down in the bed for hours whispering things he loves about you, how strong you are, how much u mean to him. And i swear, you could see the whole universe in his eyes. But behind every strong soldier, is a weak child. Would totally cry and scold you cuz what if something happened. But aside from that, he'd make you watch your favorite cartoons or shows. Buys you flowers and room fragrances to keep the atmosphere a little bit less hospitalistic. Visits you often in both the hospital and at your house after you're discharged. Yes he gave u a lecture after that.

[moodr1ng]

hi can u reblog my campaign? It’s the pinned one! Need financial aid Thank u 📷hi can u reblog my campaign? It’s the pinned one! Need financial aid Thank u 📷

ive been getting a lot of these recently and i usually delete them but i think a lot of people well-meaningly fall for and spend money on fraudulent gofundmes that could serve actual mutual aid. so heres what makes me immediately go “this is a scam” and not “oh no, lets help this person”

1. account has a basic bio with very little info to look like a person, but no real effort has been expanded on this facade. you wont find any indication of a personality, or of any time being spent customising the blog or making it look good. it’s a basic tumblr blog with a three word description.

2. account appears real if you scroll down it once or twice… then you realise that all the posts on it were posted recently (maybe even today), and theres only a couple pages worth of them to fool a casual onlooker onto thinking this is a blog that has been posting for a while and not an empty new blog. upon further inspection, youll find the content of the blog is just reblogs, usually very generic popular posts or posts all on the same subject, all reblogged from the op. this helps us figure out the person doesnt follow anyone or have any actual interactions with anyone, but just goes through the recommended page or through tags to reblog a bunch of arbitrary posts to fill up the first page of the blog.

3. account of what exactly is happening, what the amount of money needed is, or updates on the situation are either vague or inexistant. this is probably because not giving a deadline, a goal amount, or situating the post too clearly makes it easier to keep it up looking relevant endlessly, never having to make new posts or explain how the situation is evolving.

4. you receive these copy pasted asks not from any long time followers or acquaintances, but from strangers, even though youre not a popular blog, so there’s no indication you have any reach and theres no specific reason to select you out of anyone. this is probably because your post or your reply to a post has been getting big recently, so it just kind of looks like maybe you have followers? this is mostly a red flag in the context of other red flags already established, since real gofundmes might also use this technique.

5. a great amount of “proof” is given for the supposed need, but most of it is just contextless pictures which could have come from anywhere. often, you can just reverse search the picture to find it belongs to a completely different person. this happened to me recently with an ask very similar to this one where, after back searching the image, it turned out the op had stolen the pictures of someone’s actually sick, hospitalised toddler, copy-pasted the real parents explanation of the childs illness, and just change her name. i had to contact the father on Facebook to let him know pictures of his seriously ill child were being stolen by scammers to make money off of. if it seems like something must be real because what kind of person would lie about this - just think about the kind of person who would use the pictures of a sick little girl in a hospital bed they dont know just to steal money.

6. despite the tons of supposed photographic proof, what exactly is happening is often not clearly described or given any context, probably because coming up with a coherent, specific story is too much effort.

7. there is no sentiment behind the post, no personal posts preceding or following it, not even an acknowledgement that the tumblr was clearly created for the purpose of posting this gofundme, which would actually be more trustworthy. there is very clearly not a real person here, just a very low-effort façade.

8. op will almost never address accusations of scamming - like someone being falsely accused probably would - because not addressing it just means the people coming to the blog to reblog the scam post wont see any of the criticism and wont question the post either.

many people running these scams probably actually need the money. so im not like, mad and pissed that theyre getting it. many probably have reasons for the scam that they can at least justify to themselves. but it doesnt make it ok to take peoples money under false pretenses or, often, to use illnesses, disabilities, violent homes, and other situations people actually face as a story to get quick cash off of. if you get sent these asks, it may make you feel useful, perhaps even flattered that it was sent to you specifically, and you want to be a good person, so you boost the post or even donate. and thats great instinct and intention on your part! but please take a minute to make sure the blog is even remotely credible and not an obvious fake, and use your money and reach for causes you can better verify are actually helping the people you want to help.

[pinkykitten]

Smile

The Greatest Showman

Tom Thumb x female! reader

Warning: bullying, the mob being a holes 

Specifics: blurb / drabble, angst, romance, comedy, fluff, race neutral reader 

People: tom thumb (charles stratton), p.t. barnum, anne wheeler, mob 

Words: 877 

Requested: By @sexuallyconfusedspacedragon456 Okay so I have a request that just randomly came to me,I was hoping you could do it?Basically, we've always seen Charles as like flirty and like always cracking a joke right?What if one day the reader finds him sobbing because what the mob as been saying got to him?And like the reader asks him whats wrong and he instantly puts on a tough guy facade and cracks a joke,but the reader gives him the look that someone gives another person before they spill what was wrong and the reader comforts him

Authors Note: i was gonna make this a platonic reader buttttttttttttttttt i just felt like writing fluff and romance and then i thought WHY NOT! i never have done platonic for tom or charles whatever u call this beauty and so i hope y’all like it if u dont well im srry i tried and thats my life. see ya! 

“Y/n hey y/n over here beautiful,” Tom whistled at you as you walked past him in your costume. Your scene ending for the night. You rolled your eyes and proceeded to walk making Tom run after you. 

“Hey baby don’t run away from a lonely soul like me,” he joked as he flashed you a wink that sent you giggling like a little school girl. Finally you paused to give Tom attention, placing your hands on your hips, “what do you want you fool?”

“Ooh playing tough to get I see. Don’t worry doll, I’ll get you one day. But you gotta admit, it is working a little isn’t it?”

You bit your lip and playfully pondered over the thought, then you nodded, “fine you got me, but only a tiny bit play boy.”

Tom flirtatiously growled at you and motioned away with a blow away kiss. 

Thats how Tom usually was. He was always flirting with all the women but mostly you. You were his favorite. He liked you the most because you were never harsh on him and if you ever were it was because you were joking. You understood him the most and truly cared for his well being. 

“Mr. Barnum they’re at it again sir,” you rushed to your boss. Out of breath as you made a run to P.T. as the mob suddenly appeared outside the circus. 

“Oh for heavens sake,” P.T. cursed under his breath as he sprinted to the others. He stood in front of his friends that were being persecuted and shouted at the mob. You stood next to him and shouted as well. It seemed to work, the mob men all left muttering profanities. 

Your first thought was to see if Tom was okay but as you looked at the group you couldn’t find him no where.

“Hey Anne have you seen Tom?” You asked your good friend. She pointed to the back of the circus. You could see him there resting on a chair. 

Making your way to him you could of sworn you heard sniffles as if he was crying. “Hey buddy, you okay?” As you got a good look at his face you noticed his dark eyes were red a puffy, as if he were sobbing. You sat beside him and wrapped his hands in yours. “Charles whats wrong?”

Tom shook his head and played a fake chuckle for you, “eh don’t worry about me doll, I think its just allergies. Let me tell you around here soon it will make you stuffier than a pig.” He joked but then noticed your face was still of worry. Thats all he ever wanted to do was make you happy, and now you were worried and scared for him, he felt terrible. He felt he wasn’t doing a good job. All he wanted was to see your beautiful smile. 

Your face was serious, you sternly stared at him, “spill the beans soldier.”

Tom was going to put a tough guy act but then everything spilled. His tears rushed back into his eyes and they let go and fell onto his cheeks. “I just feel useless sometimes. I feel like a mistake. I usually don’t ever let what the mob say get to me but this time y/n it hurt, it hurt for real. The words they repeated and screamed have touched my heart and make me just wanna hide. I feel like I’m no good. I can’t even make you stay smiling, and that smile of yours. Sometimes I feel like I ain’t good for ya. I mean I know I’m not. I just, what they said made me open my eyes and see that all that wishing and dreaming is for waste because it will never happen. I’m sorry you have to see this.”

You felt tears wet your eyes and Tom had on a worried expression, “no please y/n no. Please don’t cry at least not for me. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”

You placed a loving hand on his cheek, “please Charles. Its okay to cry and I feel you are someone so important to me, thats why I cry. What those idiots said about you and the others are not true. You are not a mistake in fact you are a gift. Its understandable that they hurt you, but just know what they said its not the truth, none of it. You are good enough, and you are so good enough for me. You make me laugh Charles and you make me feel beautiful and loved. I just hope you know that I see you that way as well. You are incredible and make me happy, I love you for being you and don’t care what any one else says. You’re perfect.”

Tom stared into your eyes like they were stars. They held such immense beauty in them. You were perfection in his eyes. 

Bashfully you motioned forward to him and kissed his lips lightly. You could feel Tom stiffen up but then relax and place his hands on your cheek. It was short and small but full of love. You placed your forehead against his and smiled. 

Tom took a breath and whispered, “theres that beautiful smile I love so much.”

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[cncocubanita]

first date impressions w cnco

first request done !

ERICK - has no faith in his ability to dress so has joel or richard dress him - can’t drive yet so he picks a place where you guys can walk a lot - let’s say a bustling urban area, but he plans to take you to the movies first - without even asking if you’re cold, puts his jacket on your shoulders - partly to be gentlemanly, partly to claim you from onlookers - also partly to be macho bc the guys give him child for being a baby - speaking of macho, has his arm around you the entire time during the movie - he isn’t paying attention to the movie - panicking low-key about what to do after bc he doesn’t want it to end - constantly admiring your silhouette in the darkness of the theater - you catch him once or twice - once you do the macho facade breaks and he smiles; slightly embarrassed - takes you to a coffee window, taco truck, some other whole in the wall  - you actually get to talking, so his soff-ness shows - before you part, he’s one to initiate a first kiss

JOEL - he’s never really done this whole dating thing - so when he picks you up, he still hasn’t decided what you’re doing - after a bit of back-and-forth you finally decide on a carnival - as soon as you enter, his arms are around your shoulders - he drags you to the nearest game in an attempt to win you something - it takes him like 234239 tries until he finally wins you a small little elephant - it was really fun though, seeing him get frustrated - to ease his frustration, you give him a kiss on the cheek - he nearly seizes up, but smiles triumphantly to himself after it soaks in - you fight him constantly on why he’s wearing a hat - finally after a shit ton of rides you’re sitting on a bench, him laying down on it with his head resting on your lap - you snatch that hat so fast, and all he can do is groan  - you shut him up by threading your fingers through his curls, giving him a little scalp massage that he ends up loving - you both get in the car, ready to go home - he stalls for time by not starting the car - in the heat of the moment you lean over and give him a kiss - bet that after the date he calls Patricia up and tells her how he found the one

ZABDIEL - we know this bih is gonna take you dancing - beforehand, he texts you to wear something you can move in - surprise he takes you to a salsa club - he’s so dominant, even when he leads you - the grip of his hands are unforgettably firm yet endearingly supportive - constantly tucks strands of hair behind your ear that fall around your face - catches himself staring at your face for too long when he does that - multiple times you catch him glancing at your lips - he’s so good at covering it up and remaining chill - after the salsa club, he takes you to a real one - already warmed up, he takes you to the floor - neither of you drank anything - despite that you’re still loose and comfortable around each other - y’all get right to the ‘perrea’ - you think about taking him home don’t lie - he’s too gentlemanly, so he ends it with a kiss on your forehead and a promise for a date very very soon.  - it wasn’t enough for you, so you pull him back by his waistband - “that wasn't a real beso” - taking the challenge he cups your cheeks firmly, backs you against a wall and goes in with his lips - you’re left stunned tbh - he finally ends the date with a sweet peck to your lips and a “call me”

RICHARD - he has a whole night planned out but keeps it a secret to you - it starts out with a fancy dinner to show you he’s classy - he’s so good at this; letting you talk, showing he’s interested - he’s the kind of guy to remember small things and ask you about them later - holds your hands across the table - you keep trying to talk but get distracted by how he looks at you - bc he looks at you like he’s completely enamored - he pays for the hefty bill obvi and claims he’s not done with you yet - he takes you to a house party that seems suspiciously like a celebrity’s house - y’all dance salsa, bachata, perrea, etc etc &&& sweeps you off ur feet - you know he’s a good dancer, but to make you laugh he dances like a fool  - he takes you into a quieter area to talk, but don’t lie you initiate the first kiss - it gets hot, like really hot - he stops it though saying, “I want to show you something.” - y’all leave and he takes you to a beach that’s v special to him - he turns the seriousness into silliness by catapulting himself towards the water - “last one in is a puta sucia” - “but my clothes--” - “take them off then” he’s then the first to have them off - don’t lie u get down on the beach after

CHRIS - he too doesn’t know what the hell he wants you two to do - but difference from joel is that he’s smooth about it - you guys walk around a very cute part of town - he’s constantly trying to touch you in sweet ways - you dodge it just to see him try harder - eventually he grabs your hips and pulls you against him - “haha -- got you princesa” - you’re so enamored you can’t even say anything - he sees that and cackles, before quieting down and giving you an eskimo kiss - you guys keep walking, when you realize he’s been taking pics of you all night - you ask him why and he replies coquettishly “you’re my new muse” - you catch him constantly texting his mom  - so you ask him, “is everything alright?” - he gives you a funny look with a smile, before calling someone?? - omg it’s his mom + he reveals she’s been asking how the date is going - you and his mom talk for awhile + she’s so nice and loving - he’s an attention whore so he snatches the phone and says goodbye  - you tell him that wasn’t very nice, and so he frowns playfully - to make him feel better you finally kiss him on the lips - dont lie u let him take you home. like HOME HOME. home run

[silentmoths]

dont let the cute child facade fool u, that’s a millenia years old dragon hustling for her chocolate fix

[namjinsgirl]

bdndnf i was a jimin stan since debut until like a month ago bc i finally was awoken to Kim Seokjin's holy existence, but from my time up his ass i can 100% confirm boy is a slytherin. hes so evil dont let his cute facade fool u !!! he is the Ultimate Snake (i still love him tho)

i know so many jin stans who were jimin stans first omg ajskdld and you’re RIGHT also he’s a libra so,,,,,,ultimate slytherin

[beaniebitch69]

I like to be logical, but im also an incredibly emotional man, thats why i feel so much guilt for having emotions. They get in my way routinely, and they impact my thoughts.

My most pronounced emotions are fear and pride. Anyone who knows me knows i overthink literally everything, and that turns into fear of literally everything, to the point where existence itself is solely based on my unadulterated and uncontrollable fear of everything. :(

I may not look or act it, but im really quite prideful (and it doesnt help that i hate authority and know it alls). While i like to have ppl underestimate me, when they do i have to fight the urge to yell at how dumb they r for daring to assume that i couldnt do anything on this bitch of an earth. But i bite my tongue, bc fear isnt far behind. And i start to think abt all the ways i could/would screw up so i let them do it, bc if they screw its ok cus everyone makes mistakes but if i screw up then im disgusting and should be better than i am.

Pride is also the primary reason why i dont ask for help, "i should know this", "ive got this", "just have to try it on my own 20 thousand more times by myself", "oh im too smart to practice, i already got it down", "if i ask for help then im admitting weakness and im too good to be weak" are all super common thoughts that float thru my head all of the time when im struggling. My most commons ones r "top 10 times u showed how pathetically weak and awful u r", "10 times u lied abt a fake vulnerability so u wouldnt have to share what was really eating u up", and "top 10 times u told only a little of something really serious so u could remain in control of the situation and not have them become actually worried about ur well being bc sincerity of that caliber is the one thing that will melt ur facade and make u have to come to terms with the fact that a life filled with the way that ur currently living and thinking is not a life worth living and u need to change"

Meanwhile fear just adds another layer to the do not share pile. Sharing x is too much, doing y will ruin ur life, having z will make everyone hate u and desert u bc u deserve it. Too much thinking leaves a man inert but i cant stop, i must weigh all avenues of action and inaction and pros and cons and the beginning and the end and even the journey in and of itself must not escape my scrupulous gaze for if i miss even a single pebble then i might mess up something so inconceivably awful that it ruins me and the ppl around me, physically and mentally and in every way that matters and in every way that doesnt congruently, forever in the twisting maw that is and always will be.

The 2 just piggyback on each other, and lord forbid if i do something without thinking first (hell even if i do think), bc then ill regret it. Forever. It either put me in a bad light, or i bet ppl hate it; which sound like one and the same but trust me, theyr not. Example: i give a presentation but i dont know what im doing and make a fool of myself; my pride is the emotion to react to situation like that bc i didnt waste any of their time bc everyone was giving presentations and mine was short but now they think im an idiot.

Im not in a bad place rn, just bored and decided to psychoanalyze myself bc if my rival wont do it b4 i read him (correctly might i add) as a way to gain some semblance of control and dignity back (and he knows that) and then after the forced vulnerability we shared together we hate makeout then ill just do it myself.