#idk they kinda resonate w me

[noodles-and-tea]

🥺

[jinxiguess]

do u guys think astrid would fw preachers daughter

[moe-broey]

How to stop losing confidence in my long term projects... please....

[snekdood]

its wild to me how western european beauty standards even effected me as a child. my blonde, blue-eyed ass. i'd tan and come inside to look at my skin and it was "darker" in a way thats not conventionally understood as beautiful, I thought I was "supposed" to have more red and orange pigment when I tanned

like this

but instead it was more like

this and it always made me feel insecure on a subconscious level, like i wasnt the "right type of tan" or something :/

anyways, everyone with olive skin is beautiful and fuck them other color undertones sdjkhbvsfgdvghsdfhgvdfshvgfdgshv

[badolmen]

I send my mother links - books articles interviews essays - from churches politicians journalists civilians (the drawings of children) and still she asks ‘what of Hamas?’ what of them? you married an irishman during the troubles. you head the local hibernian order. you sing to come out ye black and tans on paddys day. a terrorist and a rebel both deal in violence we can’t understand here. but the line between them is razor thin, defined by perspective alone. and still she says ‘there is evil on both sides’ there is! and there is good! there is so much good and yet your brother in law only calls one side incestuous barbarians. there is good and yet only one side’s children are called terrorist recruits. the other side’s children are required to be soldiers by law, because if they are poets and historians and scholars first they will see the good too clearly. ‘we can’t understand’ she says, white bread generation x american daughter of a would-be nun and airforce veteran. ‘it’s just so complicated.’

There is little complicated about ten thousand dead children.

she and my father will be in DC later this month, at the March for Life, speaking for those that cannot speak for themselves, and upholding the dignity of every human life. I will be there a week earlier, marching for those that have no voice in this country’s meddling, and upholding the dignity of every human life. I’ve never done something like this before and I am anxious. she tells me to be in constant contact with her if I do go. she will not help me determine the train schedules and bus prices.

and still, I send her another link - I show her another documentary - I read her another testimony and hope ‘this one. she will understand. she will see them. she will hear them. she will know the same grieving fire that burns my heart. that consumes the hearts and minds of the palestinian people in ways I will never fully know.’

I send her another link and I pray for her, and ten thousand dead children.

[citrinesparkles]

god i am so grateful for music and a good speaker.

[cheemken]

While I'm still gathering Lilya's i3 materials, might as well try different strats to try and beat Isolde for the meantime

[shiftperception]

not to be that guy ( “you probably haven’t heard of them”) but mo lowda and the humble is like. my first listen to a song I’ll think ‘eh it’s good but I’m not as obsessed as the stuff on their older album’ then months later ‘wtf I was sleeping on this’

this discography has no weak links to me and I don’t have a top fav albums list but if I did curse the weather would be so up there. I can’t talk about it to anyone cause I don’t know anyone who’s heard of them.

[dearru]

holiday festivities | ft. hq boys 

pairings: suna rintaro, miya osamu, and hinata shoyo x gn!reader | sfw | cw: cursing, idk how to write for suna or how to snowboard, osamu's part is kinda suggestive (#freakmas), reader implied to be shorter than osamu, shoyo is a sweetheart, not proofread | genre: fluff | wc: 1762 | masterlist

synopsis -> enjoying various holiday festivities with the hq boys!

❀ SNOWBOARDING w/ RINTARO SUNA !  

“I’ll strap you in, okay?” Rintaro says, bending down to adjust the bindings from the snowboard his cousin had loaned you snug to your boot. His hands, large and efficient, work quickly but gently as they clip the equipment into place. The board itself is scratchy and faded from years of wear, evidence of the Suna family’s years-long tradition of snowboarding every Winter. You look down as he adjusts the straps, trying to focus on him instead of the pit of dread forming in your stomach. 

It would be a nice sight, him on his knees for you.

If only you weren’t currently on the verge of a breakdown.

Looking downhill, you realize that you might have bit off more than you could chew when you agreed to accompany him. The height from the top of the hill seems daunting, and you’re not sure why anybody in their right mind would do this for fun. 

“It’s the bunny slope,” Rintaro had told you on the ski lift up, His voice casual and cool, “Babies do it.” 

The babies that do this must be pretty remarkable– because you, at your big age, are currently shaking from fear as you stare at the bottom of the hill. 

“All done.” Your boyfriend's voice rings clear in your ear, snapping you out of your frenzied thoughts. He brushes snow off his gloves, eyes flickering to your figure, “You good?” 

You muster the largest smile you can and nod, not trusting yourself to speak. 

Rintaro hums in reply, moving behind you to reposition your form. His hands settle on your waist, a comforting and familiar touch. It almost quells the anxiety you feel. Your body warms when he leans into you. Softly, he presses his lips against your ear and whispers, “You’re shaking. Nervous?” His tone is resonant and raspy, accompanied with a hint of amusement. 

Your heart drops. Does he think you’re ridiculous for acting this way? 

Jumping slightly from the feeling of his warm breath, you shake your head– but the way you stare down the bunny slope like you're about to march to your death betrays your attempt at nonchalance. Cheeks warming from embarrassment, you look down at the floor and mumble, “‘M not, Rin. Swear.” 

He snorts, dropping his hands from your waist. You shiver and feel a strange emptiness from the ghost of his touch still lingering on you. 

“Want me to hold your hand or somethin’?” He teases, tilting his head.

You groan, shifting your weight from side to side. Your gaze fixes downward. The snow is smooth and powdery and you wish it would swallow you whole. Squeezing your eyes shut, your fingers dig into the palms of your gloves, the rough feeling of the material sobers you, but doesn’t make the anxiety any less prominent. The desire to turn around and run away is as strong as the sting of the cold air on your skin. 

You can’t leave, this is important to him. You’ll have to find a way to bear it. You’ll have to figure it–

Your thoughts come to a halt when a warm, gloved hand envelops your own. Startled, you look over at Rintaro in awe. The weight of his grip grounds you, allowing you to breathe for the first time since you’ve gotten to the slopes. He’s adorning a faint smile now. It’s light-hearted and gentle. He offers you a reassuring nod, squeezing your hand. 

“We’ll go on the count of three.” 

❀ BAKING COOKIES w/ OSAMU MIYA !  

The smell of sugar and molasses wafts through the Miya family kitchen, adding to the already festive ambiance that envelops the home in a cozy glow. Osamu’s mother always had a knack for decoration, her ability put on full display during the holiday season. Room buzzing with warm energy, your eyes dart over to Osamu, who’s humming a tune while balling the malleable mixture with diligent care. He places them delicately on a buttered tray, a content smile on his face. 

Nudging his shoulder, you call his name out softly, “‘Samu.” 

He hums. 

“Let me try some,” You giggle, reaching to dip your finger in the bowl. 

“Ya gotta wait” He chides, snatching the dish away, but you’re too distracted by the dough to listen. The raw mixture’s enticing scent overrides your capacity for logical reason. Tilting your body forward, you try your luck again and swipe your fingers at the dish. 

Chuckling at your desperation, he shifts the bowl out of reach again. “Be patient,” He says, lips turning up into a teasing grin. His eyes taunt you as much as the dough in his hand does. 

“But your cookies are so good,” You whine, “Can’t I have a taste?” 

You feel his palm rest on the top of your head, laughing heartily at your antics, “I’ll give ya the first one after they're baked. Don’t want ya gettin’ sick.” His eyes gleam with a soft affection, but you don’t give in.

The compromise isn’t good enough. Pouting, you fold your arms and look at him with mock indignation, “Please?” 

You see him debating something within himself as his gaze searches for any reprieve to your plea. Sighing, he rolls his shoulders back and scoops one of his fingers into the dough. Waving it in front of you like a white flag, he offers you a taste of the batter. 

Squealing with delight, you take his finger in your mouth, savoring the sweetness as it melts on your tongue. It’s rich and spicy. Humming in satisfaction, you smile triumphantly at your boyfriend, “Tastes good.” 

“Yeah?” He laughs, warm hands wrapping around your waist. He pulls you in and kisses you. Giggling, you lean into his touch, returning his sweet kiss with one of your own. 

Pulling away, he licks his lips and whistles low. He grins softly and says, “Ya taste like cookies.”

You chuckle, feeling a surge of affection at his remark. Letting your head settle in the crook of his neck, you breathe him in. He smells like flour and chocolate chips. His thumb brushes idly against you, hands lingering on the small of your back. 

The moment is gone as quickly as it came when a horrified voice cuts through the air.

“What the hell?!”

Startled, you and Osamu turn to see Atsumu– white-faced and disgusted– standing by the doorway. 

“Yer fuckin’ gross. The both of ya!” He shouts, pointing a finger at the two of you like he’s caught you committing a crime. 

You can’t help but laugh. 

❀ WRAPPING PRESENTS w/ SHOYO HINATA !  

“Teach me how to wrap presents, please!” Shoyo exclaims, holding a cardboard box up for you to see. His eyes plead with you, expression contorted into an adorably desperate look. Your boyfriend, while talented in many respects, wasn’t the most detail-orientated individual. He was rough and often rushed delicate tasks. It makes sense that he’s not inclined towards wrapping gifts. 

Laughing, you smile at him, “You want me to teach you?” 

He nods excitedly, “Yeah, you’re really good!” His voice is breathy and reminiscent of when he was younger. Shoyo has changed in many ways since High School, but in others he’s remained exactly the same. Right now, he has the same eager look plastered on his face as he did back then, hungry for information– for a chance to grow. 

How could you deny his request? 

Taking the box from his hand, you saunter over to the makeshift wrapping station in the two of your’s apartment. Humming thoughtfully, you pick out some ribbon and giftwrap, careful to ensure they match. Shoyo watches your every move intently, drinking in your apparent wisdom. 

“First,” You say, placing the box delicately atop the wrapping paper, “You measure out how much you need.” Eyeing him, your voice drops to a low warning, “Try not to be wasteful, okay?”

He leans slightly into you, holding on to every detail. It makes your heart warm at how much this matters to him. Minutes pass, and you continue to walk him through the steps of giftwrapping. You delicately fold the paper in place, press tape to the box when needed, and tie a cute bow as a finishing touch. 

“Ta-da!” You sing, holding the gift up proudly. 

Shoyo’s eyes glimmer brightly, in awe of the present. He takes it in his hands, observing it closely, like if he looks hard enough, he too will become a master at wrapping presents. 

“Okay,” You chuckle, “Your turn now.” You run to grab another unwrapped box, placing it in front of him. He looks at you with too much determination for this mundane of a task, but it makes you smile regardless.

Getting started instantly, he bites his tongue in concentration. His face scrunches cutely, and he manuevers his body to shield you from his work.

Raising your eyebrows, you snort, “I can’t watch?” 

“It’s a surprise!” He answers, and he looks so sweet that it’s impossible to deny him the pleasure of amazing you with his gift. Relenting, you resign yourself to scrolling on your phone until he finishes the task at hand. You can’t help but steal glances every once in a while, smiling as he fumbles with the paper and grunts in frustration. Dutifully, his rough hands fiddle with the gift and you can tell he’s trying his very best. It’s sweet. 

After a while, he approaches you, eye glimmering with pride. And you can’t help but feel excitement to see what he’s accomplished. 

“Done!” He beams, “How’d I do?”

Looking at the gift, it takes all your willpower not to laugh.

It’s the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen.

The paper is misshapen and wrinkled, like he had to fight to get it to bend to his will. Twine is littered about the gift in a way that feels intentional, but falls short of being aesthetically pleasing. Eyes softening, a smile captures the entirety of your face. 

“It looks great.” 

You can’t tell him the truth. You don’t have the heart to. 

Grinning widely, he starts to ramble about how hard it was to remember all the steps you had given him, and that he’s relieved it all worked out. It’s so endearing that you can’t help but press a kiss to his cheek. 

In response to your display of affection, he tilts his head at you curiously, and you chuckle. 

“It looks great,” You repeat, “But maybe I can wrap the rest while you hand me the tape?” 

He nods dutifully, “Okay!” 

Smiling to yourself, you decide that Shoyo may not be the best giftwrapper, but his undying enthusiasm and desire to please you is the greatest gift you’ll ever have.

a/n: happy holidays to all who celebrate :3 also, i do have a part 2 ready to go so expect that soon LOL. shoutout iris ONCE AGAIN for helping me brainstorm @cherrysurf i would be nothing without u.

[astrologylunadream]

Everything About Your Future Spouse +Traits & Initials 🌹👤💍 (Pick a card/Tarot love reading)

Hi it's Lunadream~ This is my first future spouse reading for you guys, so let me know if you wanna see more readings like this one.❤️ We will learn everything on your future spouse and specific details about them. hope you find your message🥰

Notice: Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ If anything doesn't resonate, don't worry! It's not your message right now <3 This is a general reading for many people! (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think of the your person, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling~❤️

Pile 1🌹

Pile 2🪷

Pile 3💐

Pile 4🌷

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 💕

Pile 1🌹

Sign energy: Cold, Darling, Concert, Silence, Provide, Saturn, Aries, 5th house, 4th house, Sun,✔️♒️♋️🫡

🌹All about your future spouse: I kinda felt there would for sure be some successful energy from this pile's future spouse lol. Not necessarily prideful but definitely they know their worth, and I'm typically seeing an entrepreneur/family business thing going on with you two😍🏠💼 I love this couple's energy so much. Idk why but I'm getting some of you may be Aries-Aquarius relationship or Aries-Cancer relationship. They could have Capricorn, Aquarius, Aries, Leo, or Cancer placements in their chart. Omg your spouse will know how to mix work and play so well!! Like one minute they are serious down to business and the next dragging you off to a concert and jamming out with you LOL🤣 You guys may tie the knot sometime in winter. It's in the cards my pile 1's this person WILL PROVIDE.💸💰💍 Like your future spouse will dedicate so much to their family, and they will make a great parent I'm hearing for those who are interested in that😭💗 Omg so like at their work space they are super cold and sooo different from the way they are at home with their spouse/family, at home they are literally so sweet to their partner and love playing with their kids but they DON'T PLAY at work oml like people they work with will have mad respect for your future spouse, I'm kinda getting boss energy so that could be because everyone is under your future spouse or working for them.😎🪜🔝 They show authority to others I'm seeing people greeting your future spouse like saluting to them (maybe they're in high position), bowing to your future spouse, ect. Your future spouse is so soft spoken and sweet with my pile 1's, meanwhile at work they may be more stern or harsh. They don't mind stepping on toes to give everything to their family.🥺💐💞 Ride or die for their family vibes. Seriously you will mean so much to this person, you will be a huge highlight in your future spouse's life. It's so sweet, so loving.🥹❤️

💬Initials: X, F, V, U, R

📍Locations: North america, North, Australia, South, Europe (These can be significant to you or them, or places you meet, travel or live together🥰)

💼Occupations: Entrepreneur, Public figure, Manager, Business owner, CEO, Finance, Artist, Politician, Media Influencer, Property owner, High status official, Entertainment industry

💌Messages from your future spouse: I can't believe it, I can't look you in the eyes, You left an impression on me, Come to your senses, I'm so tempted (😍) Extra cards: Public image, Connection, Synchrony, Sagittarius, Cupid

Thank you my pile 1's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!❤️

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the red rose emoji~🌹 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💋

Pile 2🪷

Sign energy: Eyebrows, Decor, February, Train, Siren, Chiron, 11th house, Water, South node, Earth,🦋🍋😰🌁

🌹All about your future spouse: Okay so definitely getting water sign energy with this one. Your future spouse has such adorable traits!!😩💗 They may be born in february so Pisces is likely. Aquarius, Earth or Water placements too. They may work online or have an online business, it's something really clever and innovative I'm hearing. Your future spouse will have a very delicate occupation like it's nothing extreme or dangerous it's actually super simple and successful.😇📨 This may be designing, home related, advertising, ect. I just feel like their job is so sweet idk why. It really suits them and they have such a calm and gentle work space. Your spouse will make money online or that is a source for them💸💻💫 You may connect with them through social media or that is where you first see them. They are intuitive and have exceptional ideas, I feel like they really think out of the ordinary.💡 For some of you this spouse may have a job that requires getting on a train🚆 My pile 2's your future spouse will be unique and very interesting to you.✨️ They will heal your past, like you can depend on them.🫂 Their eyebrows may be a noticeable physical trait of theirs. Your future spouse may live near a bridge or water, also you guys may have a small thing of growing your own fruits or vegetables?? For some of you that may be the case, it's really cute omg.🥺🩷 This will feel like a very healthy relationship for you both, a breath of fresh air. I feel like this person can be whatever you want them to be, like they will change for the better for you.💗 Omg can can we talk about how worried they get over you?? Like if you get injured or they think the slightest thing is bothering you, they will ask you what's wrong and comfort you until you feel better.😢🌧💞 Like they just know. Your future spouse has soft siren vibes imo, not the intense scary kind but the adorable floppy fish vibes idk??😂🤣 They are just there for you whenever you need them💓 This is a really soft and innocent relationship you guys will have. :D

💬Initials: F, Z, L, W, J

📍Locations: U.S.A, Turkey, Hawaii, Indonesia, Australia (These can be significant to you or them, or places you meet, travel or live together🥰)

💼Occupations: Brand owner, Home design, Online marketing, Architecture, Interior designer, Online business, Editor, Graphic design, Freelance artist, Social media management

💌Messages from your future spouse: I get lost in your eyes, All you have to do is ask, I'll tell them myself, Have you thought of me lately? I think you're a great person (They love my pile 2's vibe😊🩷) Extra cards: Above, Blood, Embrace, Union, Unrequited love

Thank you my pile 2's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!❤️

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 2 with the pink lotus emoji~🪷 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! Wish you the best and see you in the next reading💋

Pile 3💐

Sign energy: Love letter, Wish, Spouse, Chiron, Long, Cancer, Aries, Mercury, 1st house, 3rd house,😭🥲🦇👅

🌹All about your future spouse: Wow interesting my pile 3's your future spouse is so recognizable, you will notice them right away.😍😍❤️ Prominent signs for them are Cancer, Aries, Virgo, and Gemini. They will be so into you from the start lol like serious about you. They will confess many times to ensure they have you, They could have long legs or something long in their appearance, their tongue could be.😶 Anyways they will speak to you first I'm hearing, it will not be hard for them to strike up a conversation with you. You will be shocked by their forward approach, they may be surprisingly honest in the beginning like "let's get this thing straight, I'm into you" kinda thing🤭❤️ But like once you become closer you will see how romantic and loving your future spouse gets with you!! They will compliment you and flirt with you so much, and probably the type to keep telling you they want to marry you.🏠🌹They are witty and romantic as hell. The type to brag about their family with you (if you have one) and tell others how in love with you they are. They will talk up my pile 3's so much.🥺💞 Their job may involve communicating with many people. Your future spouse will help you through things that have been affecting you for a while. You will really want to commit to this person I'm hearing, once they got you.. you won't wanna leave😝 They speak openly about the things they want and leave it out there waiting for you to fulfill them💋 Like saying they want affection without actually asking or telling you they're cold just to see if you'll cuddle them.🥺 This is so sweet, they know all the words to say to make you blush.🗣💌 Your future spouse will know they want to marry you upon first meeting or the early stages of the connection, also for some of you this person has been wishing and hoping to marry you or find you for a long time.⏳️ Once they have you they won't stop telling you how pretty/hot you are😳❤️‍🔥 They are great communicators, like really smooth.😎 Kisses with them will be💋👅 And hugs will be🫂😇 That is all I will say about that🙈 My pile 3's your future spouse will be so caring and doting to you, they will take good care of you guys!!

💬Initials: N, U, X, B, K

📍Locations: Canada, Finland, Peru, Africa, India (These can be significant to you or them, or places you meet, travel or live together🥰)

💼Occupations: Writer, Poet, Personal trainer, Motivational speaker, Public speaker, An activist of some kind, Family business, Preacher, Blogger, Screenwriter, News reporter, Broadcaster

💌Messages from your future spouse: I can't help myself, Just dance with me, I wish, There's distance between us, So what if we're a thing? Extra cards: Listen, Kitty, Ego, Enchanting, Comment (Yeah they are one with their words💬❤️‍🔥)

Thank you my pile 3's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!❤️

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 3 with the flower bouquet emoji~💐 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! Wish you the best and see you in the next reading💋

Pile 4🌷

Sign energy: Hater, Age, Walk, Leo, 10th house, 7th house, 5th house, Gemini, Moon, Chiron,🧱🦥🔞🦄

🌹All about your future spouse: There is a lot going on with this pile.🤯 Your future spouse is someone very important, on the top of success in their field.🔝💼 They are charismatic and good with all kinds of people, they know how to gain respect🤝 You guys may have a significant age gap with this person, I'm getting they are older than most of you. My pile 4's feel more youthful, that is the vibe I'm getting from you guys. Your future spouse has a masculine energy and approach to things, very dominant feel. I'm getting model/acting/CEO/millionaire/high up official vibes.✨️ Take what resonates but I am seeing not everyone will approve of your relationship with them.😬🚫 For some of you this could be your mom or someone who is protective over you, they may not want you to marry this person. Your future spouse will be very well off in terms of finance💸 I'm getting the vibe they may push you guys away at first, maybe you want to rush into things with them but they don't think you are ready.✋️🤨 They may put their walls up at first, but eventually they will realize you are worthy and successful in their eyes.👑💍 At first your future spouse will come off dismissive of you since they are used to having many admirers that get on their nerves, your future spouse may have issues with gold diggers💰🧲 I'm seeing people tryna put their hands on them and they're just like 🙄 get the fk away. LOL they hate it. Everyone thinks they are one of a kind and want a piece of them, your future spouse will recieve so much attention.👀 Also people will be jealous of you and your spouse like why her/him??😒😤 Your relationship will be sought after by many. Your future spouse may also take walks often, that could be something you two do together.🥰 They will protect and provide for my pile 4's, nothing will get in their way of you guys seriously.🥺❤️ When you two are finally committed things will get spicy aswell❤️‍🔥

💬Initials: W, C, M, T, D

📍Locations: Turkey, Hawaii, Canada, Brazil, Thailand (These can be significant to you or them, or places you meet, travel or live together🥰)

💼Occupations: Public figure, Business owner, Entertainer, CEO, Entrepreneur, Model, Acting, Investor, Marketer, Producer, Fashion industry, Brand ambassador

💌Messages from your future spouse: You're talking nonsense, Smile for me, We might move too fast, You're my addiction, Listen up (Lol they're like listen here pile 4 you belong to them😭👇) Extra cards: Skin, Beach, Compulsive, Beloved, Expand (I'll leave it to you guys imagination on that one😳)

Thank you my pile 4's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!❤️

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 4 with the tulip emoji~🌷 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! Wish you the best and see you in the next reading💋

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Thanks for reading! \(*^w^)/💌 -Lunadream <3

[dexthtoyounglings]

At Every Turn

Captain Rex x Reader Smut

Summary: Stumbling into that stupid plant wasn't part of the mission. But, seeing your Captain naked wasn't either.

Warnings: porn w/out plot, sex pollen, dubcon (reader is still pretty conscious but idk), captian kink, rough sex, praise kink, kinda pining I guess idek wtf that means but okay

GIF NOT MINE!!

•--•

Stuffy.

The tent was stuffy. Not only stuffy; uncomfortable, suffocating, a nightmare.

You wanted to crawl out of your skin. Body screaming, you begged for a deep wind to cool the blood inside of you. It felt like torture to be awake in this state, burning up like a helpless sheet of paper, turning into ash and being lifted through this air without weight. A pot of boiling water, dissolving into the air, you felt a burning heat inside of your body, running like a river of molten rock. Hotter than Mustafar, your skin could’ve cooled the lava into solid rock.

Not only that, but the heated river rushing through your veins seemed to run right down to your core, flushing your cheeks with deep pink.

Heat licked over your body, bringing sweat to every inch that held surface on your skin. As if you’d run a mile, your blacks were soaked brutally at every crevice of your body, sweat coating a thin, wet layer down your back. Smothering, your clothes clung to you, lighting every nerve ending in your body, your mind hyperaware of the way everything touched you.

There was no desire to wipe the sweat away, no desire to clear your body and change your clothes. Just the desire to be stripped of them, to be removed of the burden that gave you modesty.

The desire for them to be yanked off with the intensity of a hungry animal.

The smothering heat seamlessly connected with the never-ending wave of arousal coursing through your body. It was shameful, and you knew you would feel your face warm with a similar heat when facing a mental replay of the scenario. How you had soaked through your underwear completely, wetness spreading from the center, climbing the fabric. A humiliating display, your thighs shaking, damp with it.

A cloud of deep seated need hid you from the blunt end of shame, filling your mind with a doughy numbness. Left without thoughts, the only sound that was permitted clearance was a constant string of pleas, your body begging relentlessly.

Whining, you bit down on the meat of your left palm, the pinch of pain shooting into your stomach, mixing with the unrelenting arousal. Your other hand was shoved down the front of your leggings, the top of your blacks riding up to reveal the hot skin of your stomach, burning against the air.

It wasn’t enough though, your head cloudy, three fingers stuffed inside of you, pumping with a strained pace. Your muscles seemed to object to the constant movement of your wrist, but the small spurts of pleasure were enough to deter you from the thought of stopping. Maker, you don't think you possibly could, not with the fire in your gut.

Only one thing stopped your pace.

A deep voice.

"Y/n?"

You almost moaned at the way your name rolled off his tongue.

Captain of the 501st. Commanded some of the most elite troopers this army has ever seen. He was a unit himself; large hands, tanned muscles that were ripe enough to bite, the face of desire that resonated through you. You'd been drooling over him since you were introduced as a field medic, always disassociating on a daydream of his attention. Now, hearing his voice in your current state did nothing helpful to the way you felt about him. Your hand wetting a bit as you salivated, a heavy breath ended in a silent moan.

"Y/n, can I come in?" Rex spoke, still standing outside the tent entrance, the shadow of him looming, "Kix told me what.. he told me what's wrong."

You whined audibly, "Please."

Rex entered, making note to zip the entrance down. Then, he turned, laying eyes on you.

You couldn't imagine what he thought in that moment, not when he was looking at you. His caramel gaze ran over your hunched position, the attention had you biting down harder on the meat of your hand, sucking up a puddle of saliva back into your mouth. Your fingers had started back on their own volition, pumping in and out fervently. He blinked slowly, jaw clenching as he moved closer. His steps were heavy, restrained. If you were any more conscious, you'd be embarrassed.

Rex settled onto one armored knee, resting his arm on the other as he crouched down in front of you.

"Maker, you're soaking, Mesh'la," he said, voice gravelly as he drank in the sight before him, "How are we ever gonna clean this up?"

You whined, a hood setting over your eyes as you felt your pleasure peak. He just needed to keep speaking to you. Just keep talking.

"I need to help you out, okay? Need to get this out of your system, is that okay sweetheart?"

Swallowing deep, you nodded, "Please Rex. I n-need you, please."

He sucked in a sharp breath, shoulders stiffening, broadening. You wanted to climb him, grab ahold of every part of him you could grasp. You needed to touch him. Everything in your body burned to touch him.

Rex tugged his gloves off, setting them beside the two of you. A moan slipped from your mouth, calloused hands coming out of reach for you. You leaned into his touch, pumping your fingers faster. He carefully lifted up the top-half of your blacks, pushing at your arms to get them free. Thoughtlessly, your fudgy mind only reacted to him with a look of desire. Pulling at your wrist, he grunted, "Take them out for a second, I need to get this off you."

His commanding voice sent you reeling, wetting your lips, "Yes, Captain."

He stopped, despite you loosening your control. He stared into your eyes, something you'd never seen before casting a net over his blown pupils, his gaze... different. And if you said it didn't set fire to more embers inside of you, you would be a liar. No, you thought any woman would fall to their knees for that look, and you moved to close yours at it.

His hands placed themselves on your damp thighs, pushing your legs apart with a growl.

"What did you call me?"

Squirming, you tried to touch him, only for your wrist to be caught in his calloused hand, his body placing itself between your legs.

"Captain," you repeated, voice airy, helpless and needy.

Whatever front of formality that he tried holding with you seemed to snap, the hard look of his rank finally leaving those entrancing eyes. You knew whatever had been holding him together broke free when you practically moaned his title back at him.

With a gentle shoving of your arms up, he peeled your blacks off you. The moment the top was off, it wasn't long before you found yourself completely bare, the cloth floor of the tent now catching the slick that leaked from you. Like a lothcat in heat, you felt like you were melting at the way that he manhandled you. You grasped at his biceps as he freed your tight leggings, needing to touch him, needing to feel his body heat from under his own blacks. You needed the armor off, you needed to feel him.

Your hands fumbled with the plastoid plates, a familiarity taking over as you undid the same straps you had for yourself earlier. A deep shade of pink took over your cheeks, burning through you as you mindlessly threw off bits and pieces of armor.

He reveled in the urgency, in the animalistic way you tore through those barriers, something like fondness mixed with longing held ground in his gaze. He let you run through the pieces adorning both arms before he started to take over, looking up at you between removal, watching as the corner of your mouth seemed to wet with anticipation.

"Rex please... please, I just need it now," you grabbed at him, trying to get ahold of anything.

You stopped, lips parting when he grabbed the top half of his blacks from the bottom, pulling them up and over his head, revealing a plane of of hard cut abs, each line deep, muscle rippling as he centered his core again. He discarded his top, looking down at you now with shoulders that seemed to cover all light, the makeshift overheads that had been set up haloing around his outline. Maker, he looked like a god, begging to be caressed and beheld will adoring eyes.

With a feral movement, you pounced on him. Sliding your hands onto his hips, you traced the emphasized v-line that trailed down his pelvis, tugging at the waistband of his blacks. Tilting your head up, your mouth found his, kissing him fervently. His breath hitched, before he caught up, a growl slipping past his lips. His lips fought against yours, moving with a urgency that equated your own. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, eliciting a moan that surfaced from your burning belly.

Broad, large hands splayed cross your back, supporting you as you fumbled with his pants, yanking his cod piece off before revealing the lost piece of a deranged puzzle.

Oh, and you had never considered it could be so... perfect.

You pulled away from him, a string of saliva connecting your hot mouths for a second, before breaking. Eyes averting downward, you whined.

Jango Fett must've been... well endowed. Just as you had heard. Because before you, the hard length of Rex made you swallow, the primal need in your body to touch him spiking. Maker, you wouldn't be able to handle any longer without your mind breaking. If it was even intact still.

Your hand, ever the responder to your dearest desires, reached out for Rex. His eyes, filled with honey, watched you with something... otherworldly. Not something inherently foreign, but a gaze that struck your heart deep, digging it's heels in and cursing you.

Your fingertips didn't seem to feel the same sentiment enough to stop, running over every hard-cut surface, squeezing at his hips, nails dragging softly down his skin, but returned to fervent fingers soon enough.

The deft movements you made with them, tracing the v-line that led to... fuck. You clenched your jaw. You felt you might melt into the floor before you could even made contact, burning up at the thought of embracing the warm skin with your palm. Biting your bottom lip, you trailed your index finger to the exceptionally soft skin of his member, savoring the feel.

Warm, he was warm when you wrapped your hand around him, and you recognized you may never be able to handle touching him without your body reacting viscously. A starved craving, whining at the precum beading at his tip, grinding your hips against nothing.

Tugging at him, you swallowed tightly. He groaned.

The noise captured you like a dog warden, and you felt that tight leash restrict your breathing, keeping you reigned in.

But it was getting so much harder, the weight of the air pushing so much harder on you, suffocating your feverish body.

"Rex," you moaned, his name a plea rolling off your tongue. Like the first taste of a future addict, you found your core throbbing at the mere mention of his name from your own lips.

Rex gently pushed your hand from his member, letting his large hands fall to your bare sides. He ran that rough skin over your own, drinking in the sight of you, the peaks of your nipples, the way his thumb rubbed softly over your stomach. And they caught on the way you clenched around nothing, soft, wet breaths mixing with whines and pleas.

"Rex," you cried.

He looked up at you, left hand drifting down to your thigh, gripping the soft flesh, "What do you need, sweet girl?"

"Inside- I need you inside of me," your chest rose and fell with thick thuds.

His hand slid up further, igniting your body with fireworks. His thumb rested itself on the lip of your warmth, teasing you as you squirmed for contact. You reached up for him, holding his arms tightly, looking up at him with tear-brimmed eyes. Huffing out of breath, "I need you inside of me. Please. No- No more teasing, Rex... 'can't take it, please."

"Tell me you want it. Promise me you want it," Rex said, eyes sincere, almost hurting, "Promise me that we'll talking about this after."

You leaned a hand up, touching his face, caressing the strong features with a softness leaking out of the dam containing you, "I promise, Rex. I promise, please."

That seemed to flood both of your minds.

Rex picked up your legs, pushing them up, cock twitching at the flexibility of your body as you folded. Your hair was splayed across the floor, tangled and unruly, the position showing off your glistening folds. He licked his lips, hunger controlling him.

"If I get to see you like this again," Rex whispered, "I'm gonna take my time with you... taste this pussy."

You moaned.

Again.

Again.

Fuck, you wanted it again. You would've taken it every day, till he couldn't possibly give you anymore. Till you couldn't breathe. And maybe you'd continue begging after that too. Just to have him.

His hand wrapped around the middle of his shaft, taking your focus away from the world itself. The zipped flaps of the tent, the breeze tickling at your burning skin, the dim lights that haloed the glory that was your Captain. It was all lost to you. Dragging the soft tip of himself through your wetness, the bead of precum that had budded at his slit mixing with your own arousal. You bit your lip, unable to draw your eyes away.

Then, he pushed in. Your body wanted to cry in relief, the painful stretch, the way his girth threatened to split you in half. It was everything you needed. The pain was masked as pleasure, the need for release biting at your neck.

"Rex..." you breathed out, hooded eyes watching the way he pushed in to the hilt.

"You're fucking swallowing me, mesh'la," he sucked in through his teeth, " y' take this dick like you were made for it."

A blush bloomed inside you, eating you whole, fogging your world in his scent and your own desire. A moan birthed itself into the air as his pelvis met your own.

It was lewd. It was absolutely vile the way your clit met the coarse hair at the base of his member, stretched wholly around him. You felt your wetness press against his skin, soaking every single inch that weighed heavy inside of you. Sweat coated you both equally now, the room an overwhelming stuffy sensation on the nose.

You gripped at Rex's back, looking up at his face.

Gorgeous. He was drop dead gorgeous. Your heart could've never denied that. He killed you, skin a tanned glory, muscles shining a way his brothers' never achieved. His bleached hair, buzzed close to the head, but soft in the sunshine. He was gorgeous.

Wrinkles mingled between his brows which pushed at each other. His jaw was squared, clenching tightly, withholding himself.

One of your hands drifted up, desperate to touch his face, desperate to grab at him, to take him.

Shifting your hips, his eyes met yours, lips crashing down onto your own with a fervency. Your craving for him was unbridled to anything you'd ever felt, some burning urge razing through your stomach as you slipped your tongue into his mouth. Every movement, every lick at his mouth made you clench around him, sharing every groan.

Drunk on Rex, you took in the taste of him. Of your Captain; stoic, yet humorous. But always professional. It made you wonder if anyone else had gotten him like this. If anyone else had felt his wet tongue lick through their mouth, shamelessly swapping spit, cock shoved to the hilt inside of them.

He pulled his mouth away, pressing his forehead against yours, hard cut eyes looking into your own. You breathed in every exhale, soaked in his eye contact. Thrived in his presence.

"Please, Rex," you moaned, "I need you to move. I need you."

He pulled back, sitting on his knees. His hands, roughness reflecting his years of holding a blaster, held your hips. His thumb dug into the skin, hard enough to bruise. And his eyes never left yours.

Not even when he pulled out, dragging deliciously against your walls, before pushing himself back into you with a power thrust.

A moan ripped from your throat, raw and unrestrained. They mirrored his movements, the delight that danced in his eyes as he fucked himself into you. The sounds he was making was driving you wild, pleasure coursing through you at every breath fanning over your face. You needed him primally, body begging for you to cling to him, to keep him.

Ruining you. He was ruining you, overwhelming you, claiming you. Maybe it was your muddled senses from the aphrodisiacs, or maybe it was the deep craving for the man who currently pumped within you, but you felt a wave crashing inside you, coming back bigger every time, warning you of you impending climax.

"Fuck," he groaned, clenching his teeth together as you clenched around him, whining in warning, "''squeezing me so tight."

Your hands raked down his back, moaning, "Rex... Rex, 'm gonna cum- Rex.."

You prayed his name, teeth latching onto his shoulder, moaning loudly into it while his hips picked up their pace. Pounding into you, he angled your hips up, his blunt head hitting a spot that pushed you under the water, drowning you in a pleasure that had your eyelids slamming shut.

A near-scream unleashed itself from your throat, hands grasping at muscles, tearing at skin. You must've looked erratic, tearing away at your Captain as he continued striking your g-spot, bringing you to tears.

Your throat was dry, body still burning hot, and he wasn't fucking stopping.

"Rex.."

"What do you need, cyare?"

You licked your lips, pulling back to look at him.

"More. I need more of you."

He flashed you a grin, one that flirted with your heart, tugging at every part of your gut. Leaning down, he pepper kisses along your jawline and ear, paced now a slow, deep grinding that butchered your sweet spot, "Yeah? I can give you more... as much as you can take."

"I can- can take all of it," you whispered back at him.

He pulled back, looking into your eyes. The silence was biting, his eyes predatory.

"Then I guess I'll never stop, huh?"

He pulled out, a whine leaving you at the emptiness. But your Captain wouldn't leave you hanging like that; not in battle, and definitely not in this state.

Flipping you over into your stomach, Rex pulled your hips up, thrusting back into you with a growl. Everything closed up around you, your body honed onto the drag of Rex's cock within you. He reached deeper, fucking into you like a man gone mad, pounding without abandon. One hand travelled up your back, pressing you down between your shoulders, hips slapping erratically.

"You can take it all, yeah? I'll make sure you take it all. Fuck this cunt stupid, right, pretty girl?" he chuckled softly, "Love this dick, don't you?"

You whined in response, your core heating at his words.

"C'mon, let me hear it. Let me hear how much you love it."

Your eyes rolled back, drool dabbed at the corner of your mouth, face pressed into the floor of the tent, "M-mmaker, Rex! I.. I love- I love your dick."

He groaned, pressing your hips down, positioning them, finding the core of your pleasure.

"Good girl. Such a good girl, always listening to her Captain.."

You clenched around him, pressing your knees to the ground, pushing yourself back against him, trying to shove him impossibly deeper.

Waves tickled that dam again, threatening to spill over. Waves. Moans. Waves. Slapping. Waves. Rex. Rex. Rex. Rex.

You were being consumed, by him, by the tent, by the planet, by the galaxy. By Rex. You felt a second orgasm, threatening, growling, begging for release.

And his, you knew it wouldn't be long till Rex was falling into the same water that pulled you in, his hips falling out of pace, breath uneven, messy moans falling from his rich lips. Your name was a whisper on skin, him faltering, shoving himself deep into your warmth just to hit the sweet, spongy spot eliciting endless pleasure.

Your head felt heavy, legs losing their strength, a bellowing moan leaving your mouth as you tightened, your whole body clenching and breaking apart.

Not far behind you, Rex pushed himself further, grunting hoarsely, driving one last thrust before spilling into you. A warmth spread inside your torso, replaced the warmth that previously ate at you. Your body, begging for release, found his seed enough of compensation to filter itself from your blood.

Tired. You were so tired.

Rex weighed heavy inside of you, hands still caressing, body pressing silently. With a whine from you in protest, he pulled out, running a palm up and down your spine to soothe out deep breaths.

He said something, but your ears blocked it. Fuzzy, you faintly heard his voice.

"-/n," he said again, still missing your ears

"Y/n."

He pulled you up, chest resting against your back as he sat you between his legs.

"Rex," you whispered, tilting your head back to look up at him."

He smiled, "Are you okay? Can I get you water?"

You nodded, "Water, please."

•--•

[marigoldbaker]

thinking about it some more rn and i think the reason amy resonates so hard w me is that she is kind of fucking shitty to people. she is inconsiderate when it comes to rory, has these lofty expectations that the doctor can never reach, and all of this is coming from her own comfort (not ALWAYS but OFTEN) taking precedent over the feelings of so many other people. and this is not something that the rtd era companions had going on in the same way — they had moments of smallness and pettiness but they were all such fundamentally compassionate and big hearted individuals who always tried to do the right thing by the world at large! but amy, while decisively caring, cares about herself and her circle first and foremost. she is on a Wild Crazy Adventure and helps people when she can but is predominantly just there to have fun and be silly and not have to commit to anything real. and to have that presented as the lovable and sympathetic companion …. idk i kinda vibe with that. i like it :) i like that she is kinda terrible sometimes and expects the doctor to fix everything and takes rory for granted and they both still love her so much.

[alt-wannabe]

MCSR As Chemical Compounds

idk either man. expect very little actual explanation and a lot of chemical yapping from a very big nerd

Silverr as Silver Nitrate:

AgNO3

the above is the crystal structure

appearance is just a white crystal kinda like sugar

it took everything in me to not just make silverr plain Ag

silver nitrate is the most common precursor for all other important silver salts

also an extremely important compound in the development of photography! (and iirc silverr is a film major)

Feinberg as Ozone:

O3

produced during lightning strikes

pale blue at high ppm

only leaves gas state at cryogenic temperatures

naturally occurring in the stratosphere and absorbs UV rays from the sun

Fruit as Nickel(II) Chloride Hexahydrate:

NiCl2•6H2O

green

the non-hydrate form is a sort of olive-y yellow color

used to absorb ammonia in gas masks

Raddles as Potassium Permanganate:

KMnO4

Sometimes referred to as Purple Potion Powder

goes CRAZY purple when dissolved and is lowkey my favorite chemical

very strong oxidizing agent

one time i stained my hand purple through my glove with this shit idk how it happened

if made in specific solvents can look extremely similar to dragon's breath in minecraft imo

K4 as Octathio[8]circulene:

C16S8

also referred to as Sulflower (like sulfur and sunflower haha get it)

planar which is fairly uncommon for molecules of this size

can be stacked together to make sheets of sulflowers

Cube as Cubane:

C8H8

yeah this is self-explanatory

what is interesting though is that ring strain in 4 membered rings/squares is really high, so cubane existing is a bit of a chemical anomaly

i havent read into it enough to know for sure but i suspect that ring strain is why cubane is a precursor to a HELLA STRONG explosive compound

Reignex as PPTA:

Poly-p-paraphenylene terephthalamide

[-CO-C6H4-CO-NH-C6H4-NH-]n

the name is complicated as shit but this is just kevlar!

aka bulletproof vest material

looks fluffy when not woven completely together

aligning of polymer chains w hydrogen bonds creates EXTREMELY high tensile strength

Mime as Phenylmagnesium Bromide:

C6H5MgBr

a common grignard reagent aka a compound that can be used in a grignard reaction, an extremely important reaction in organic synthesis as it creates new C-C bonds

another fun fact about grignard reagents is that if water is added to them- or even if they're handled in particularly moist air- they fucking explode

extremely strong nucleophile and base

Poundcake as Xenon Hexafluoride:

XeF6

Noble gases don't react unless you REALLY make them

so a compound containing xenon is really interesting

colorless as a solid but sublimes (aka skips straight from solid to gas) into a bright yellow gas

fun fact a lot of instances where typical chemistry rules are broken (noble gases not reacting, octet rule in general, etc) involve fluorine to the point ive heard it referred to as a "batshit electron thief"

Fulham as Iron Hexacyanidoferrate:

C18Fe7N18

also known as prussian blue

extremely common pigment in paints and the first modern synthetic pigment

used extensively in The Great Wave

another one of my favorite molecules bc im biased and like inorganic chem aka things that contain metals

used as an antidote for heavy metal poisoning which is interesting bc it contains cyanide ligands!

Couriway as Bullvalene:

C10H10

in a state of constant resonance

aka the double bonds are CONSTANTLY shifting and reforming bullvalene into... itself but moved around a little

the bonds fluctuate so rapidly that in nmr analysis each carbon and hydrogen in the entire molecule is read as equivalent (for my non-chem people that's very uncommon and very cool)

formed through photolysis (aka using light/photons to fuel a reaction)

[aq2003]

Thank you for posting so much aroace Ten stuff. This fandom keeps painting him as a "Casanova" and it always made me feel kinda... gaslit? (Idk if I'm using the right word for this, English isn't my first language.) Anyways, thanks for making me feel a bit more seen.

you're so welcome anon !! i think with ten he isn't a character most people would immediately point at and go "oh he's obviously aroace" but the aspec coding is still obviously There and his character can be read in a way that really heavily resonates with certain ace/aro experiences that don't really get a lot of light (cuz aspec identities are still pretty heavily underrepresented). it's funny like w/ ten instead of aspec traits being used as a shorthand to make the character be less human it's like. he is a very human incarnation of the doctor and him being an alien/semi-immortal serves to highlight the tragedy of how he can't have (or feels like he can't have) long term connection and devotion to someone like the humans he loves. which is like. accidental metaphor for aspec ppl who want a kind of intimacy that is usually only afforded to romantic/sexual relationships

[the-void-and-the-valley]

i might have something kinda chronically online to say abt arcane gang so bare w me

spoilers ahead for arcane season 2 ‼️‼️‼️

a little context before hand:

- this is coming from someone who grew up with being okay with never seeing queer people/ships ever confirmed in shows, just because it was never done, rather than a place of "mleh my ship wasn't confirmed >:((("

- a person whose first words to describe my queer identity was lesbian, and who still resonates very deeply with that identity

- a massive fan of arcane and lol

so now for the possibly very whiney sounding part:

isn't it a little bit,,, weird that in a show full of so much queer rep,,,, there was no confirmed queer men at all???? correct me if i'm wrong, but through out the show we had a lot of 100% queer women shown on screen (obviously caitvi, but also a lot of background characters)

meanwhile i can't think of a single time a man was shown to be confirmed as queer????

and then to get specific, we had caitvi kiss multiple times, and then of course the sesbian lex scene, we had timebomb (jinx/powder and ekko) kiss on screen, and it was all great and amazing!!!!!

but then we had jayce and viktor, the start and end of everything (CANONICALLY), pour their hearts out, hold each other close, save each other over and over again,,, hug?? press their foreheads together???

do NOT get me wrong, the scene was beautiful and incredible and honestly way more than i expected, but just in context with the wlw relationships and other major ships in the show, it just feels a little strange that they didn't kiss?

i mean look at the gif sets people are posting showing love in the show!! almost all of them have a kiss, then you have jayvik,,,

idk, this is not meant to be taken too deeply, and i just want to see if anyone else noticed, so please don't tear into me, i love the show and all the characters and ships very much, i just got to thinking

[dearweirdme]

Tbh I think actually tae and bogum have dated/hooked up in the past. Idk abt anymore if they’re just exes on great terms or if they were just friends w benefits and moved on or if actually they’re still dating but I think we’ve actually misread the situation this whole time. I was a tkkr but I think the taehyung and bogum thing actually makes a lot of sense. Just one example, but if you watch the video of bogum surprising tae/bts backstage and remove the preconceived narrative that tae is keeping his distance from bogum bc jk is there or whatever i think you kind of get this tension between tae and bogum that, in my opinion, comes off more so as maybe them having had a bit of a fight/argument and bogum surprising him at his concert to make it up to tae. That would also explain why tae seems a little closed off and keeping his distance physically/not fully reciprocating bogums hug bc I think he must’ve still been a little bit mad at him. But showing up was bogums way of apologizing/making it up to tae. I think the tension between jk and bogum could be better explained as jk being very protective of his best friend who he doesn’t want to get hurt, so bogum kind of has to get jks approval type of thing. It would also explain the so called jealousy that jk had abt tae and bogum, like maybe he was afraid of losing his best friend when bogum started coming into the picture. It would also really explain tae’s past obsession with call me by your name. That movie is literally about a gay relationship with a significantly older man, which is similar to tae’s relationship/scenario with bogum. I think there might have been a few bumps in the road if bogum had not previously been with a guy before, so that could be why tae resonates so strongly with the movie. Ik it’s not a fool proof explanation and ok you likely won’t agree but I thought I’d just give a different perspective/read about what could be going on between tae, bogum, and jk

Hi anon!

There’s a reason why I often emphasize not to look at moments in isolation. It’s what Jkkrs often do. I’m sure from the BangtanBomb alone lots of different situations can be imagined. Your explanation to me is very much you filling in gaps, because none of what you say can be argued for with proof. I’ve not seen Tae and Bogum look in love. I have seen them be friends. I think at times awkwardness (which I do see a bit of in the footage) can be because real life clashes with professional life. You see this when Wooga members present an award to BTS also. Bts members are used to balancing their professional and private lives when it comes to each other, bit when you place someone outside that into the whole I imagine things can feel weird-ish.

I believe Tae and Jk were already in love when Bogum came to see them. When you look at the wider context, so many situations before and after that visit point to it.

Jk scheming to get Tae to room with him..

And this!!

I do feel it possible they both dated before they got together. Who knows.. perhaps Tae did express a crush or something (though I kinda feel they’d not have explored same sex relationships before each other… simply because of the risk) and that’s what made Jk somewhat jealous… though I also don’t think that jealousy was as extreme as some think.