#i wish i had a boyfriend

[fatuous-frog]

Oh to be gay and in love with someone and have a domestic life with them... waltzing to instrumental love songs in the kitchen while it's raining as if we're living in our own secluded palace...

[achilleansunrise]

I want to fall sleep laying my head on his chest <3

[iamyoursonly]

Problem Solving? (28/07/2024)

your girl is back. literally cooked this up because i felt like it. I AM NOT CRYING IN MY ROOM DON’T WORRY. anyways enjoyyyyyy. (can you guys tell I’m still in my bakugo phase)

1k words — unedited (might have a pt two)

In times of desperation and despair, I often resort to crying my eyes out instead of trying to solve the problem at hand. As of right now, my tears have been rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably, sobs and sniffles apparent.

I always question myself if I have ever known what I was living for. But until this day, I still do not have the answer. Was it for the pleasure of surprise in life? Or the sense of fulfilment when I succeed one day? I have absolutely no idea. I hate how I look, how I sound, how I don’t fit into beauty standards… How am I supposed to love someone if I’m unable to even love myself?

Sharp pain penetrates through my chest as my emotions flood and then overflows, making me overwhelmed with all sorts of emotions. I clench my teeth to stop myself from screaming out loud and yet the inner voice inside me is telling me to let it go.

A knock, and another. Then the voice speaks, “Open up, lil shit.”

I could recognise that voice anywhere. That rough tone but has a nice touch of kindness inside when they speak to others, a bit loud yet still soft. Bakugo Katsuki.

I snapped out from the thoughts and the emotions. Using my sleeve to rub away my tears, then proceeding to check if I looked presentable in the mirror. To be absolutely honest, I do not look presentable. Eyes red and puffy, face swollen and body bloated from the immense amount of food I’ve consumed. But I’m wearing a hoodie. So I guess it’s fine…

Opening the door, I immediately lock eyes with him. His crimson ones meeting mine, as if they were taking in the image of me and asking me if I were okay. His eyes spoke of concern and care.

As people always say, ‘actions speak louder than words’. Katsuki reached out to me and gave me a big hug, which he never does because he’s not keen on physical touch. And the second our bodies made contact, the tears threatened to pour out again.

“What’s wrong? Tell me about it.” He says, his tone calmer than usual.

I wasn’t sure how I’d respond. The emotions were flooding inside my head, and all I was doing was telling myself not to cry. Reluctantly, I said, “Everything.”

He just kept quiet. His company was soothing, I have to admit. And thanks to him, my inner person took over and the tears fell once again. The obvious whimpering was deafening, I cried like there was no tomorrow. All the emotions I’ve been suppressing since he came in went rushing out, hitting me like a truck.

Katsuki, being the man he is, he soothed my back, once, twice, thrice…

My breathing slowed before I started choking on my breath. I held onto his hug tight, still not willing to let go of him yet I never wanted him to be the one who sees me in this state.

The inner voice inside of me cries, “Everything’s wrong. I hate my voice, I hate my face, I hate my body, I hate what I have done, I hate the way I think, I hate how everything just goes wrong when I do it, I hate that nothing goes right, I hate how I write, I hate how I’m incapable of being better, I hate myself.”

A long moment of silence arrives as I take in whatever I have thrown out of my mouth just now. The realisation was harsh when I knew it wasn’t the rational choice as I might lose him. I can’t lose him.

Katsuki looked at me, “Don’t say that. I love your eyes, the way you look at me, the way you��re nice to a lot of people, how you’re always smiling, hardworking and loving towards others. You’re so beautiful also, the way your lips curl up is unique. And the way your eyes light up when you eat your favourite cake. I love everything about you. I love you.”

He locks eyes with me before caressing my face with his left hand, “Even your flaws are beautiful, they are a part of you. If you don’t learn how to love yourself, how can you possibly love another?”

I was speechless, I did not know how to react to all that information he just thrown at me. The compliments and the hidden love confession that I noticed. A blush creeps up onto my face as I bury my face into his shoulder, “You love me?”

Feeling him smile and his voice comes right after it, “Yes I do. I know it might be unexpected but trust me, I really do.“

“Since when? And why? There are so many better choices than me…”

“Since I first laid eyes on you, because you caught my eye. You’re strong during that entrance exam and I was kinda, surprised. And I’m sorry I was harsh to you in the beginning, I swear I was an immature bitch that didn’t think before he spoke.”

“Katsuki…”

He used his index finger to shush me, “If I love you properly would you promise to love yourself and learn to love me too?”

His feelings may not be reciprocated in this moment but that tingle in my heart feels the genuine care and sincere love in his tone. “I promise.”

“So would you let me, Bakugo Katsuki become your one and only love, your boyfriend?”

“Yes!”

He holds my hand as we walk down to the cafeteria for lunch, all eyes on us. His grip on my hand tightens as he glares at all of them before finally yelling at them, “What are you extras looking at? Is my girlfriend too pretty for you to handle?” A pause and a moment of silence proceeds. ”Good. Just so you know, she is mine. Back off losers.”

I chuckled and kissed his cheek before sitting down at our usual table, “I love you.”

He smiled and squeezed my hand, “I love you too, darling.”

[vampb0yz]

it’s in fact NOT a joke

[orienteddreamerrr]

I swore I had a dream about Cody Fern one night...and he was my boyfriend...I don't remember every detail, but we were on this trip together having fun and whatnot. Cody was the one driving of course, but what caught me off guard was that I felt...happy! For the first time in a long time...I didn't feel anxious...scared or even sad...I just felt happy...neutral...

Not sure if this will be read by others but it's the thought that counts!

[siecobaina]

saw via li's vid about never being in a romantic relationship at age 20 and goddd i could so relate i can't even see myself navigating the steps of getting a boyfriend, it seems completely out of my realm entirely

i feel like in the past year i've developed this kind of bitter worldview of like: there are datable people and there are undatable people, and these categories are completely separate from any categories of 'pretty' and 'ugly' and 'popular' and 'unpopular' and even 'kind-hearted' vs. 'mean.' and i know this because i have been all over the spectrum. in middle school and early high school i was really ugly and was kind of mean and unpopular but as i grew up and learned more, i also got better at taking care of myself and became more pretty and popular.

but still, even after all of that, i have never been able to be in a relationship. even after being confessed to by a guy, it's like there's this threshold into a relationship that i can never walk through. it almost feels like playing a game, and i am admittedly ass at playing it. it doesn't help that i have all of these self esteem issues that makes me doubt that anyone loves me at all.

now that i'm in college, it feels even more isolating. i am popular among my classmates but i don't have any friends. it's like i can't even convert people from my acquaintances to someone who actually wants to spend time with me outside of school. and, of course, since i can't even make a single friend, i can't get into a relationship either.

i've been really isolating myself lately, during my free time, i instantly go hide in my dorm. i take really long showers and i eat at restaurants off campus or eat snacks in my dorm to avoid going to the cafeteria and being seen sitting alone.

i feel like it'll be impossible to start making connections with people again until i am ready to be seen having no friends. until i'm ready to admit to another person that i am lonely and i need some company. but i have too much pride and i'm too embarrassed to be seen like that to do it.

[ur2new1friend-blog]

Ugh I literally see him everywhere it's like I'm being taunted, like the world is saying "haha u can't ever have him" it's so sad tbh >:[ I really do wish I could talk to him he seems cool

[romantasyreader28]

I love the IDEA of having a boyfriend, but honestly it’s too much emotional commitment for me🤷‍♀️ My mom ruined any communication skills I ever had, so the relationship would go downhill fast. Working on it tho

[iamyoursonly]

Heart to heart? Heart to heart. (16/06/2024)

hihi guess who’s backkkk i’m almost done with my exams so i cooked up something simple and short :) sorry if this was a bit heartbreaking because i’m kinda running out of plots and i need to write something for my pookie :’( wish my good luck with biology!!! <33

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Blue, the shade that recalls the calming expanse of the ocean, the unending vastness of the sky, and most importantly — the alluring shade of those eyes.

The image of you is deeply ingrained in my mind, with the intricacies of your lip movements and your distinctive walk clearly remembered. Regardless of the experiences we have undergone, the essence of our relationship has remained unchanged. The trivial conversations and occasional quietness continue to elicit a fluttering sensation in my heart.

My gaze is inexorably drawn to the sky as a means of recalling the breathtakingly beautiful shade that I can never grow tired of. I find it hard to accept there exists an individual of such breathtaking attractiveness that the word 'gorgeous' falls short of an accurate description. That individual is none other than you. The one who has occupied the unique and significant place in my life since the beginning.

Satoru, your name evokes a sense of comfort and familiarity akin to being at home for me. Your presence is sufficient to bring me solace. And I love that about you.

“Love? What’s on your mind, you’ve been zoning out for a while now.” You say, “My love? Darling? Pookie?”

I am brought back to the present, locking eyes with you, my dearest. As I nestle myself in your arms, longing for the warmth and security they offer.

“I’ve never known someone like you.” I say. Your lips curved into a smile, which I could discern.

“Neither have I.” A gentle kiss to my forehead was all the comfort and solace I sought.

Grasp the depth of my despair, as I was compelled to observe your lifeless body, cold and still, lying on the ground before me. The tears refuse to be restrained, continuing to flow unabatedly. The solace of sleep fails to quell the anguish.

I could merely clasp your hand as I released you, allowing you to find tranquility in the afterlife.

Satoru, my love, I would unfailingly opt for you in every circumstance and across multiple lifetimes. Regardless of the outcome, I still can’t help falling in love with you…

[gotadeburbuja]

If I can't be happy, at least let my sim be

[runningchickens]

me after not going out, not letting people know me and not making any effort to meet new people: why i don't have suitors :((((

[siecobaina]

when u were born ugly as fuck and so now when people hit on u its so disturbing for no reason. like the natural order is disrupted or some shit

[xochimillilili]

Hey come here puppy, come here and sit on my lap honey, let me hold you~ That's my puppy, just lay on my chest, yes just like that my love, rest your pretty little puppy head and let all those thoughts fall out~

You've had quite a long day haven't you pup? Look at you, your eyes are all sleepy and pretty, your cute lil tired smile n frown, your hair all fluffed up from being so busy all day... it's alright my sweetheart, I've got you, I'm staying here with you all night

Let me help put your collar on baby, you're just a little puppy after all, you just focus on getting yourself comfy love~

We can do anything you like my precious pup, we can cuddle here in bed or I'll sit next to you while you're snug in your little doggie bed. I can run you a nice bath and try to rub and scrub all your worries away, even just for a bit honey. We can watch something you like, or I can tell you a story, we can nap or do some nice coloring while I brush your hair all soft

You're my precious darling little puppy love, my good puppy who I'm so sooo very proud of, I'll always want to hold and care for you after a long day, you're the one I love~

[cozylittleartblog]

For gabriel, do you hate V1 or... Are you guys just friends?

i dont know why this is worded like i'm an ask blog but i think they're insufferable boyfriends

[me and the machine i pulled by being a traitorous heathen.png]

[dracoj]

hey guys remember how art is inextricable from every scene of tashi and patrick hooking up we get. in the hotel room almost-threesome, he’s there physically. in Stanford and Atlanta, they can’t stop talking about him. in New Rochelle, he literally looms over them from the GAME CHANGERS ad in every shot. he’s always there even when he’s not there

[cherrikii]

౨ৎ ───── nightmares . .

( ✧ ) 𝒢．comfort / fluff .. drabble / hc　 𝒫．nonidol!bf!riki x gn!reader 　 𝒞．skinship, petnames, kisses, reader is upset and bothered by the nightmare obvi, not proofread (lmk if i missed anything ♡︎) — 𝒸lick !

𝓈𝓎𝓃. you wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, and riki’s there to soothe you — 𝒷ookshelf !

one thing riki likes to do is watch you sleep. he’ll always stay up later than you just to watch over your quiet figure. and on the off chance that he falls asleep before you, he’d always wake up before you to watch you. he likes to hum you to sleep while he fiddles with strands of your hair, sometimes very delicately and gently tugging a few strands to send tingles down your spine. he likes to rest his free hand inside of your shirt on your bare back to bask in your warmth as well.

one of the reasons he watches you before he goes to sleep is because he likes to make sure you’re sleeping soundly and that nothing’s bothering you. whether it be a stuffy nose where you can’t breathe, pain anywhere in your body, or maybe just paranoia; he wants to ensure you’ll get a good night’s sleep before he does. — more under cut!!

you were scrolling on instagram reels, waiting for your cheeky boyfriend to get out of the shower since you were basically falling asleep while watching a movie with him in the living room earlier. “riki?” you call out.

“hmmm? everything okay?” he replied, his voice a little muffled considering the shower door was only cracked open and the water was still running.

you sigh and look at the time.

… 11:10 pm

“yeah, just hurry up will you?” you ask, scrolling past a few reels.

you hear him chuckle and turn the water off, signaling he’s just about done with his nightly routine.

as you put your phone away, you feel a sink in the mattress and a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

“mmph..” he groans, placing a kiss on your shoulder.

“hi kiki,” you say as you turn around, now facing your boyfriend.

he plants a kiss on your cheek before gently shifting himself up, positioning your head on his chest. “hi angel,” he says.

you hum in response, making yourself comfortable in the crook of his neck with an arm draped over his stomach. riki smiles softly watching you find comfort in his touch, his eyes studying each of your swift movements.

he watches as you slowly drift to sleep while he tells a story, kissing your temple and smiling to himself. you’re so cute when you sleep.

“sleep well baby,” he whispers.

𖦹𖦹𖦹

you jolt up, screaming and crying. it’s dark, you can’t see. your chest is heaving and you feel lightheaded. you hold your fist to your chest as your eyes scan the room.

“yn? yn!” riki cups your face, and makes you look at him.

you flinch and yell, pushing him away not realizing who he is.

“yn it’s me, shhh,” he holds you tightly, running his fingers through your hair. “you’re okay yn.”

still trembling, your body recognizes the pattern of his heartbeat and you begin to calm down. your breathing slows and after a few minutes you stop crying.

riki turns around to turn on the lamp on his bedside table, still holding onto you. “bad dream angel?” he looks at you, worry filling his eyes.

you nod and hang your head low. he brings your head to his chest once more. all you can think of is the most gruesome part of your nightmare replaying over and over in your head. you squint as hard as you possibly can to try and rid the image from your mind.

this doesn’t go unnoticed by riki though. he looks down at you and sees the uneasy look on your face.

“do you wanna talk about it?” he asks. it hurts him to see you so uncomfortable, all he wants is for you to get a good night sleep every night, and well, here we are.

you shake your head no at his question. all you want to do is forget about what the hell you just dreamed of.

“okay baby,” he complies and runs his fingers though your hair, “just relax then. i’m here.”

he shifts his body to turn off the bedside lamp and grab his phone to play music. he plays slow japanese jazz, your favorite, in hopes that it’d clear your mind and you’d fall asleep faster.

“goodnight sweetheart.”

( 𝒶.𝓃. ) hai everyone! like i said before, thank you all so much for 100 followers! i’m so grateful to everyone and overjoyed that you all like my work! i hope you all enjoy this one too >< likes and reblogs are much appreciated!!