#insecurereader

[ayawriteshsr]

Hi, hi! I was thinking if it is possible that you can write a request, jing yuan x fem/ afab gn reader who was abused during childhood? Most of the time by her brother but parents weren't angels either, the only thing they could was yelling. If you want to be more specific, it was emotional and sexual.

Like they try to heal, go to a therapist but their past sometimes hunts them? They also struggle with showing emotions and they are rather shy and insecure.

I know this is a sensitive topic, do feel free to ignore that <3

Pairing: Jing Yuan x Fem/AFAB GN Reader

Summary: After years of emotional and sexual abuse at the hands of her brother and neglect from her parents, the reader struggles to heal from the trauma. Though they try their best to move forward with therapy and support, the past sometimes comes crashing back. Jing Yuan, ever patient and understanding, offers the space and warmth needed for healing. But can love truly help someone move beyond the scars of their past?

Warnings: Mentions of emotional and sexual abuse, childhood trauma, sensitive themes, heavy emotional topics, mentions of therapy, references to self-doubt, insecure feelings, slow burn.

You were seated by the window in the dim light of the evening, the world outside painted in hues of orange and pink as the sun began to set. Jing Yuan stood a few steps away, a quiet presence that never failed to bring you some sense of calm. His gaze was gentle, always understanding, never prying—just there when you needed him, which was becoming more often than you'd care to admit.

The scars of your past, emotional and otherwise, were invisible to most people. You'd learned to hide them well, or at least put on a mask that fooled everyone. But Jing Yuan saw through it. He saw the quiet in your eyes, the hesitation in your voice, the way you recoiled at the slightest hint of confrontation. He'd never press you to explain, but he was always there, a steady force, his presence like an anchor.

You had spent years trying to distance yourself from the memories of your childhood—the yelling, the hurtful words, the way you had learned to brace yourself for the pain that always followed. The scars that no one could see, the ones that were etched deep within you, still haunted your every waking moment.

There were nights when you could hear your brother’s voice echoing in your mind, cruel and harsh, pushing you to a place you desperately wished you could forget. And even your parents, though their voices lacked the malice of your brother’s, still held the sting of their unspoken disappointments and neglect. They didn’t hit you, but the silence in the house was often louder than any shout. You had learned to hide your tears, to suppress your emotions—no one wanted to deal with a broken child.

Jing Yuan never rushed you, though. You would often lie awake at night, tangled in your sheets, wondering if you'd ever truly escape your past. He never pushed you to open up, but whenever you needed to talk, his gentle voice was always there, guiding you through the maze of your thoughts. He'd never judge you for the things you'd been through.

It was one of those nights, the world silent outside, when you found yourself sitting next to him on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder, a soft sigh escaping your lips. You hadn’t spoken much that evening, just the comfortable silence of being with someone who understood the quiet of your soul. But the unease you carried in your chest felt heavier than usual, and you couldn't hold back anymore.

"I... sometimes, it feels like I'm still trapped in it," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jing Yuan’s hand rested lightly on yours, his fingers warm and steady. “You’re not trapped anymore,” he said softly, his tone unwavering. “You don’t have to carry this burden alone. I’m here. And I’ll be here for as long as you need me.”

Your heart squeezed at his words, but the tears you had long since buried began to rise. You could feel the weight of them pressing at the edges of your eyes, and for once, you didn’t try to hold them back. Jing Yuan’s arms wrapped around you, pulling you gently against him, offering a quiet comfort that said everything his words could not.

"I don't know how to stop feeling... broken," you confessed, your voice trembling despite yourself. "How can you love someone so messed up, Ji?"

Jing Yuan’s hand stroked your hair, his touch tender. "I don't see you as broken. I see you as someone who has been through something unimaginable, but you're still here. You're still fighting. That strength... it’s something I admire."

His words, simple as they were, somehow made the weight on your chest ease, even if just a little. For the first time in a long while, you felt like you could breathe a little easier.

[winterchildd]

Request info:

Hello~

Finally, after too much thinking, I decided to open my requests, sooo these are the rules to follow 💕

You can ask for:

- Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

- Platonic!Reader, Female!Reader, Male!Reader, InsecureReader, GrumpyReader, SunshineReader, Sibling!Reader

- Boy x boy, girl x girl

- HogwartsAU, ModernAU, SoulmateAU, Friends to lovers, Enemies to lovers, FantasyAU, ParentsAU

- I am more than happy to write about autism, ADHD, dyslexia, dyscalculia (my sister is autistic plus I have adhd and dyscalculia)

- Panic/anxiety attacks, intrusive thoughts

You can't ask for:

- Smut, incest

- Gender neutral Reader (solely and exclusively 'cause i'm not good enough with english yet and i fear I would struggle a lot to write something decent)

- Suicide, self harm, torture, sexual harassment, heavy drunk reader

- Too bloody and detailed description of both physical and psychological acts of violence

- Reader with eating disorder (Sorry guys but I suffered from it for years, and a person very dear to me is suffering from it now and it's too delicate of a topic for me, it brings back so many bad memories)

Fandom I write for:

- Narnia

- The Hobbit/Lotr

- MerlinBBC

- Marauders era

I'm also opening requests for Match up for the same fandoms written above. I think you all know how it works: send me a nice description of you, your looks, your character, your interests, give me a fandom or two and I will find you your soulmate U.U

Anon are always welcome.

Please respect my rules, I want this blog to be a safe place for everyone. Feel free to ask me anything if there is something I forgot or you didn't understand, I won't bite you guys, I swear

🌸

[youngcollectedtired]

haikyuu captains x insecure reader who finally feels pretty x reader with a toxic friend

This story has like all of my favorite characters. I don’t even know how long this is but enjoy. 

Warnings? None

Pairings? You’re friends with everyone so... 

Characters? Kuroo, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Sugawara, and... others 

You’d admit you’d had friends in your past. People who’d undermine your relationship. One relationship had scarred you in more ways than one and another had shown you what it meant to have true friends. If you were being honest, you never thought you deserved any better, and standing up for yourself against her seemed harder than it looked.

You'd tried in the past but you'd gotten nowhere, your friend attempting to blame your anxiety, depression and other health issues for the causes to your change. She'd blamed you for things you couldn't control and you believed her.  Believed that it was your fault, that your change was negative. She'd manipulated you into believing that she couldn't be herself around you and that was your fault. That you were sensitive and that jokes don't hurt.

Slowly you realized your worth but no matter how many times you tried to help her understand how you felt... everything was suddenly your fault. None of it made sense, to your or your friends. You tried.

You did.

So tell me why after 7 years of blind friendship and 3 years of taking the blame and hiding behind a mask one silly thing ended it all?

Why after all that did it take that one tiny moment to break you?

Funny enough you were hanging out with friends. The captains of the volleyball teams, frenemies and rivals alike. You all we’re hanging out a few of your friends meeting you guys soon. The mall wasn’t as packed as you’d expected and you were grateful.

You had a few things to do while hanging out with the guys. Today was your day.

You’d traded your long sleeve, big sweaters and heavy jeans for something you’d been planning on wearing for awhile.

Bootcut fitted jeans, tank top, and a button down tight sweater. You’d never felt more beautiful with your makeup look, vans for shoes and jewelry. Everything fit perfectly.

To make the day even better you just so happened to get paid yesterday and cash in your $100 bonus.

Sugawara nudged your shoulder, “you’re sparkling more than usual today.”

You smiled, “I don’t know I just feel...” you didn’t know how to describe it. Was it confident? No you just felt, “pretty.”

A soft look passed in his eyes, “you’re always pretty,” he added, guiding you to the others.

Having heard his statement the others smiled, “yesss you are!” Bokuto hugged you quickly, as Kuroo smirked, “today’s look is different you sexy thing you.”

You blushed not expecting that compliment much less from him. Their words of encouragement made you feel even more confident and pretty.

Your mood however changed as a familiar ring tone shook your purse.

Lena 💋: what are you doing today?

Distracted for a moment by Bokuto who shook you and waved wildly at your friends. You instantly grinned forgetting about the message you’d read.

“Guys, thanks for coming!” You hugged all three girls.

Jasmine laughed, “you think I’d pass up a moment for our third piercing together? I think not!”

Reese rolled her eyes, “well what are we waiting for?” Everyone crowded the girls walking with them and complimenting their outfits. Oikawa and Iwaizumi not too far from behind them.

You stepped up to the crowd prepared to give your own compliments only to be stopped by a buzz.

Lena 💋: so you’re gonna read that and not respond? some friend you are

You knew she was joking. That was in her character. But dang.

You 🦋✨: sorry I’m out with some friends.

You looked up, “you guys look amazing!” And quickly added before another ding interrupted your mid compliment.

“Sorry,” you smiled sheepishly to the girls before walking to the side.

Lena 💋: you mean the boys? Oh

You 🦋✨: some boys some girls, but what?

You knew what was up but you wanted her to say it.

Lena 💋: I just thought we were gonna hang out today

You knew she knew you had plans today. In fact you’d told her when you could this week and she’d been excited for you.

You tried to be nice. You did. But it was getting harder and harder too.

Lena 💋: are you sure you should be out? what if your chronic pain acts up and you burden them?

You should have seen this coming. This wasn’t the first time. And you had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last. You were so tempted to close your phone.

Jasmine could see you on the side and to be truthful everyone else did too. They figured it was important if you’d stepped away.

Reese sighed, “let me guess it’s Lena?”

Jasmine shrugged, “I wouldn’t be surprised.”

Caylie your other friend groaned, “today was a good day and now y/n is sad,” and true to her word your mood had deflated drastically.

The others followed her gaze again to see that to be true. Your eyes were on the floor and you messed with your outfit clumsily as if second guessing. You pulled your purse down unzipping it, they’d heard the banging and clanking and they saw your determined eyes as you found what you were looking for.  

You began rapidly texting.

Jasmine and Oikawa walked up to you. (Oikawa mainly to greet and compliment you.) That didn’t really matter once they both saw the last few messages.  

Y/n 🦋✨: I’m fine I brought my medicine.

Lena 💋: that stuff will end up killing you before your actual disease

Jasmine was furious. What kind of person would say that? Oikawa was confused. How could this be the same girl he’s seen so many pictures of you with?

Lena 💋: anyways I miss you can we at least meet tonight?

You bit your lip debating on how to tell her that you’d be spending all day with your friends and the night with the girls. She didn’t like your friends hating how they “stole” you away so to speak.

You began typing slowly attempting to form your thoughts.

Y/n 🦋✨: I have plans tonight too and possible tomorrow what about maybe Monday or Tuesday afternoon?

Lena 💋: 🙄 lameeeee

You rolled your eyes and everyone saw it. You gripped your phone tighter. To be honest you didn't want to hangout, you'd dreaded it the last few times, but you’d done what you could. You tried to make new plans and you’d even held conversation while you’re supposed to be with your friends. You felt bad to be texting someone else while hanging out. You hoped they could forgive you.

Y/n 🦋✨: you’re lame Lena

And you turned off your phone. You looked up to see the concerned look of your friends.

You smiled sheepishly as if trying to hide your frustrations. But they’d seen it first hand.

Caylie frowned, “Was that Lena?”

You looked away your eyes falling on the sidewalk on the outside of the mall.

Jasmine shook her head, “You can’t ignore her today?”

You shrugged, “She wanted to hangout today.”

Reese was fuming, “I’ve seen you guys texts these past few days she knew you were busy today and she was even excited for you,” she added confused, “what game is she playing?”

Sugawara furrowed his eyebrows, “Game?”

Oikawa jumped in exchanging glances with Jasmine and you, “Wait Is this that girl who’s been your friend for years? That Lena?”

You nodded slowly tired.

You tried to ignore the buzzing only imagining what she could be saying.

Kuroo humorlessly laughed, “She seems desperate sounds like she doesn’t have a life.”

Reese snorted at his words, “I’ve been trying to say that for years now.”

Akaashi was confused, “I’m sorry how long have you guys been friends?”

Caylie, Reese and Jasmine turned to you.

You smiled nervously, “Give or take 11 years?”

Kuroo’s eyes bulged, “11 years and she treats you like that?”

Jasmine clapped, “thank you!”

You shrugged, “I met her when I was 5 and we were kids so you know the first few years we were friends. Close even. And now we’ve slowly grown apart,” you sighed pulling out your phone, “I want to take a step back and she wants to be roommates,” you smiled emptily.

Everyone could see how this affected you. Your mood changed so quickly. Almost as if you were tired of it or her. They knew you’d never want admit it not wanting to hurt her feelings but from what they’d seen she didn’t care about you like you cared for her. Her friendship had drained you. And today those few moments proved it. To them at least.

You opened your eyes surprised to see 43 messages and more coming.

Jasmine and Oikawa took the initiate to look over your shoulder.

“Holy crap!” Oikawa exclaimed, “she has no respect for your time or for you!”

That grabbed everyone else’s attention. Reese was prepared to fight and Caylie was concerned for you.

You attempted to calm everyone down, "Guys she didn't say anything mean-," you cut yourself short your phone recognizing your face as the messages finally showed.

They weren't mean, but you could tell by the way she worded things she was prepared for a fight. Whether it was sarcastic or not, you were sure it would all depend on how you answered.

She'd caught you at a bad time to make jokes.

Lena 💋: How am I lame? Come on with it y/n.... how?    

That was the first three messages and the next 40 were counting in order to spam you.

Kuroo shook his head scrolling through messages himself careful not to click on them, "She's crazy!"

You groaned, of course you had to ruin everyone's mood with your own problems. You pulled your screen down, hitting the moon to silence calls. Everyone you wanted to talk to would either be meeting you soon or was right in front of you.

You smiled, "Sorry guys my phone is silenced, so i won't be worrying about her until after we hang out," you pushed your phone into your purse, "Yall now have my full attention."

Oikawa beamed, "About time! So happy you're fully with us now."

Caylie grinned, "I'm proud of you."

Reese furrowed her eyebrows, "You know she's gonna give you hell later right?"

You shrugged. On the inside you were terrified. The longer you don't answer the more agitated she'll get until eventually she won't even be able to talk to you without insulting every inch of your being. You'd been there before and thinking about it made your bones ache. You looked up seeing various faces, some proud, some confused and others nervous.

"Yeah, but today is about us, so let's enjoy it."

[i-love-you-sexy-human]

Bnha x Insecure Reader Oneshot

Y/n feels she’s ugly. Luckily, her classmates don’t feel the same.]

This is for anyone feeling insecure about themselves. Remember: There is no such this as the most beautiful person! We are all beautiful in our own ways!

Y/n looked at her image in the mirror, frowning. She's always hated her appearance; after all, that’s the sort of thing that she felt gets someone a relationship. But one look at her reflection, and Y/n knew.

She was gonna be single for a long time.

Really, it wasn’t her body that she hated. She had been in training for years, so of course she was fit. She had to be. It was more her face that she was insecure about. She hated the way her lashes curled upwards just a bit too much, so she looked like she was wearing the one thing she despised--makeup. Her cheeks and lips were all together too rosy for her liking, and her cheeks poofed out, so she had this chubby-looking face. The way her h/c hair framed her face didn’t help either. She looked like a woman from a ruined vintage portrait. And that was the complete opposite of what she wanted to look like.

Y/n sighed, and turned from the mirror. She couldn’t even bear to look at herself anymore. Why couldn’t she be created like Uraraka? Or even Mina? She pondered this for a moment, before shaking her head. 

‘This is not the time to be feeling ashamed of yourself, Y/n. Get a grip!’

She slid on her shoes, put her happy face on, and opened the door to her dorm.

>>>>>>

“Oi, extra,” Katsuki called out to her during lunch. She was simply staring at her food, not eating it. She looked up, seeming to have snapped out of her trance.

“Yes, Suki?” Y/n responded. She looked around the table, as if this was her first time noticing it. “Why are the Bakusquad and the Dekusquad sitting together?”

Tsu looked at her worriedly. “Because were were all worried about you. And you’re our friend.”

Y/n tilted her head, still confused. “What did I do to worry you?”

Bakugou rolled his eyes in annoyance.”Don’t act like you don’t know. You’ve been out of it all day.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow. “And? I’ve had a lot of stuff on my mind.”

The table went silent. Y/n never snapped like that. Ever. They could tell something was wrong.

“Y/n...”

“Oh my god, I’m sorry,”she apologized, burying her face in her hands. “I didn’t mean to snap. That was very rude of me. I just..” she looked down at the table in front of her. “I’ve been thinking about some things here and there.”

“And what might that be?”

She looked at Todoroki, who surprisingly, didn’t have his usual blank expression. His face was filled with concern, and he had an unusual softness in his eyes. “What do you-”

“What are you thinking that is making you act this way?” Y/n hesitated, looking away. “We’re your friends. You can tell us anything.”

“Yeah! We’re here for you!” Denki exclaimed, pumping his fist. Kirshima joined him.

“We’ll support you! ‘Cause that’s the manly thing to do!”

Iida pushed his glasses up his face, nodding rapidly in approval. “As your fellow classmate, and friend, it is my duty to listen to all your worries.”

The rest of the table joined in, encouraging y/n to tell them just what she was thinking. Y/n twirled a lock of hair around her finger. Did she really want to tell them? What if they laughed at her? Or even worse, what if they agreed with her? Y/n took a deep breath.

‘If they laugh, they laugh. Let’s do this y/n.’

She put up her hands, gesturing for them to stop. “Okay...I’ll tell you.” She gave them a genuinely sad expression, something she also never did. Happiness was the only emotion she ever really expressed. So the fact that she was having thoughts so negative that she would show them such an expression was alarming.

Izuku patted her on the back. “Take your time, y/n. We’re all listening.”

She breathed in and out, trying to muster up the courage to tell them the truth. “Listen guys...I haven’t been feeling too good about myself lately,”she admitted, voice trembling. “When I look in the mirror, I don’t see what I want to see. I don’t see...beauty.”

That’s when realization struck. Everyone at the table looked at each other.

Izuku sighed.”You’re right, y/n. You’re not beautiful.”

Y/n’s heart sunk. The very thing she didn’t want them to say..they said.

“Because you are more than that.”

“H-huh?”

They all hugged her, one by one, a compliment coming with each embrace.

“You’re kind.”

“You’re smart.”

“You’re important.”

“You’re unique.”

“You’re compassionate.”

“You’re thoughtful.”

“You’re man-womanly.”

“You’re cool.”

“You’re understanding.”

“Y...you’re better than all these other extras.”

“You’re wonderful.”

And then they said it. The thing she’s been needing to hear her whole life. 

“You’re beautiful.”

Y/n teared up and cried, having heard the very things she’s never been told. “I love you guys so much....”she sobbed, frantically wiping her tears. When she was done crying, they sat down, and looked at her. Her eyes were puffy, and her cheeks were stained with tears, but she looked truly happy, for the first time in a while.

“How do I look?” she asked, her voice slightly strained from crying. They laughed.

Todoroki simply chuckled and shook his head. “You still look beautiful.”