#introver thoughts

[introvertlifestyle]

I owe everything that I have done to the fact that I am very much at ease being alone.

Marilynne Robinson (American writer, *1943)

[sad-bard]

“Misery loves Company”

Misery wants soothing

Misery can not be alone

Misery wants to share

Misery wants to be coddled

Misery loves Company

But Company doesn’t love Misery

Company wants to be there for the good

Company wants to soothed

Company wants to be love without the cost

I am Company

Misery let me go

-rae

[danekez]

I wonder what life would be like medicated.

[missintrovertofficial]

I form N number or wonderful sentences to say to my loved ones or the people around... But wen it comes to delivery it is nil.

Recently one of my closest friends was getting married.... I had may thoughts in my head... I would do this, i would do that, i would gift her so and so... While parting i would say this... I even was ready with a speech in my head, it was an emotional moment obviously. So much was there to talk, to share... A list of things were ready in my head... But when it was time to bid good bye, not even 10% of thoughts going on in my head could be delivered.

Fun fact: I even think 100 times before complimenting any one. Its not like I do not want to compliment but i just feel conscious about it.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Completed Chaptered AO3 Fics (5) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four

A Different Man (ao3) - RhenNuggs

Summary: Dan is struggling to find love, but it is easier said than done when all he has is a long list of horrible exes. He doesn’t know if he will ever find love. That is, until he gets invited to an unexpected party that may forever change the course of his life.

A Game of Life (ao3) - Koolhotsweetloveberries

Summary: Daniel Howell, an honorable member of the King's Knighthood, does not expect much from his time at court. All changes when the court jester, Philip Lester, enters.

Babylon (ao3) - ottertrashpalace

Summary: Just a little story about two boys realizing that they can make their own rules, and even if it's hard, they are worth it.

because we are fools (ao3) - queerofcups

Summary: He realizes it calmly at first, and then suddenly with more clarity. He’s in love with Phil.

But he absolutely cannot be in love with Phil.

Brick by Brick (ao3) - auroraphilealis (peachrayne), embarrassing_myself

Summary: No one said having an unmated Alpha and an unmated Omega living under the same roof was going to be easy, but add in a mess of feelings and desire, and things go from bad to worse. When Phil Lester asked his best friend, Dan Howell, to move in with him, he thought he could ignore his feelings and refrain from submitting, but with an oblivious Dan scenting him every other day, he decides he has to put a stop to it. Jealousy and misunderstandings collide to throw their lives into chaos, forcing both men to reconsider their relationship. Will they ever get their happy ending, or will prevalent sexism force them apart?

Burning Bibles (ao3) - cherryheartz

Summary: phil lester loved curly headed boys with tattoos on their arms and a joint made with torn bible pages between their soft lips.

and dan howell was exactly that.

Butterfly (ao3) - A_Million_Regrets

Summary: Phil Lester, a lonely writer, finds a dying boy with beautiful black wings on a cold, rainy night in a dingy alleyway. He recognizes the boy as one of the winged men hated by human society. They are considered to be wild, ferocious beasts, but Phil's sympathy forces him to help the boy.

What happens when the boy, considered to be a wild beast, gets too attached and follows him home with an innocent, dimpled smile?

Catch You on the Flipside (ao3) - Amorist (dead_on_the_inside)

Summary: Dan is holding himself together by the seams after running away from a religious cult. He has to ask himself why he keeps going, but deep down, he knows the answer already. It's the same answer it was long before his parents packed up and moved him to a thinly-veiled conversion camp in America—Phil.

Or, my excuse to write self-indulgent angst, because sometimes we need that.

Coffee by Chappell Roan (ao3) - danswideslit

Summary: someone on tumblr mentioned needing a dnp fic with the narrative from coffee and I felt inspired because I love that song a whole lot

Come along (ao3) - ottertrashpalace

Summary: In medieval England, a young knight rides north, sent to serve at the court of the quiet young Duke of Lancaster.

Deeper (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: Inspired by the idea of "Pass Around Party Bottom Dan."

Don’t be scared (ao3) - danisnot3131

Summary: Before agreeing to go on Tour for Interactive Introvers, Dan is hit with the realization that he’s been in love with Phil for years.

I Fell For You (ao3) - TheWolfWithinMe

Summary: Dan's meant to be a good little Angel. Doing what Heaven wants. Following orders. Being the soldier they created.

But then he answers a prayer. From a certain blue-eyed boy so desperate for forgiveness that he's willing to die for it.

A fic about betrayal, freedom, friendship, love and that it's not 'where you're from' that matters but 'who you are.'

I try to picture me without you but I can't (ao3) - solarpower21

Summary: After Dan's tragic death, Phil starts having a bunch of strange dreams where he is still alive. But are they really just dreams?

Or: Phil's soul consciousness can't cope with Dan's death, so he starts hopping between different universes, trying to look for him.

Let Me Be Your Call Boy (ao3) - auroraphilealis (peachrayne), embarrassing_myself

Summary: After coming out as gay to his friends on his birthday, the last thing Dan is expecting is to be gifted a call boy as a present, let alone one that’s been paid for for the entire night. Allowing Phil to show him the ropes is his first mistake, paying him to come back every week is his second, and using him to convince his parents he really is gay is his third. As a successful lawyer, the money isn’t the problem - falling in love is.

life happens, coffee helps (and so do you) (ao3) - halfofacrackedbluesky

Summary: Dan makes friends with the barista at the local coffee shop.

Like a Bowl of Oranges (ao3) - cloej88

Summary: Dan has built a solid career for himself as a ghostwriter. He safely hides behind other people’s words, crafting their tales and pocketing the cash without any threat of notoriety. But lately he has been working on a book of his own, itching for a change.

Phil is an indie filmmaker who happened into some huge breaks over the last few years. He wants to use his influence to uplift queer stories for the screen, so he puts out an open call for story submissions. At his agent’s behest, Dan submits his story.

The writer!Dan and director!Phil friends/co-workers to lovers AU that we never knew we needed.

Live Incidentally (ao3) - yikesola

Summary: At thirty-two, Phil’s fine with this lot in life— manager for Printzoid, a flat he rents on his own in a relatively nice part of London, friends he sees at least twice a month for board game nights, an ex-fiancé he’s trying damn hard to get over, and a brother who means well even if Martyn doesn’t understand why Phil insists there’s a distinction between their father’s artwork being creative and Martyn’s music being creative and Phil’s novelty t-shirts being... not-creative.

A fic about adulthood and opening up.

Monochrome (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: When you build your life out of fear that your mental illness could worsen, it leaves little room for excitement. Luckily, Dan has found a space online where he feels comfortable.

My Sanctuary, You're Holy to Me (ao3) - skygremlin

Summary: Sister Daniel isn't very good at being a nun, but she's stuck living in a convent because she's got no other plans. The church needs a new priest for Sunday mass, and the responsibility falls on her to meet him for the first time. Will he see through her false devotion?

Sister Daniel/Father Philip convent au (Sister Daniel's origin story)

names of collision in the dark (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Of enemy kingdoms, Prince Dan and Prince Phil meet one fateful night, leading to a surprising friendship that evolves into something more. As the looming threat of a major battle grows stronger, both princes grapple with their roles and the burdens of leadership, all while their growing bond forces them to confront their own kingdoms’ expectations and the possibility of peace in the chaos.

(aka the dan and phil royal au fic they wrote for the gaming channel but taken seriously)

Nothing Like a Storybook (ao3) - Merrydith

Summary: University Of Manchester, 2009

Dan Howell is an aloof loner and Phil Lester a well-known weirdo. In theory they are worlds apart, but a chance post-party meeting under the Manchester moonlight sends their lives spiraling and soon they find they have a lot more in common than they thought.

Origins of the Phass Inflation Post (Dan and Phil in Greece) (ao3) - EverythingIsAsItWas

Summary: Dan and Phil rarely take vacations just for themselves, vacations in which they make no content, do not work, and simply enjoy each other's company. Going to Greece feels like the perfect opportunity for this, but Phil also thinks it's the perfect opportunity for a video... and Dan likes being a little shit.

Ready Player Two (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: Their paths diverge for a time.

some killer queen you are (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: Dan’s enjoyed taking a break from YouTube, but for some reason, he still feels like something is missing. Determined to fill the creative void in his life, he decides to try out something new: drag.

Someday (ao3) - philsdrill

Summary: “Everyone had a link with their soulmates, some could hear some of their partners thoughts, some had a tattoo that would appear with their partners name; for me, I knew when they got sick.” For a while Phil has thought that his soulmate might have an eating disorder and doesn’t expect to meet him in the restaurant where he works.

taking the veil (ao3) - buskingalbatross

Summary: Twenty-two year old YouTuber Phillippa Lester accompanies her Dad on his trip to fulfill a commission to create a piece of art for a family friend who is living a monastic life in an abbey in the south of England. Angry at her parents and lacking other plans, eighteen-year old Dan Howell tags along with her grandma on an annual, summertime trip of her own: a two week secluded religious retreat at the same abbey.

The Phat (ao3) - gaydreaming

Summary: When Dan and Phil find an abandoned cat on a late-night walk to Dominos, Dan insists that they aren't going to keep him. After all, they know nothing about taking care of a pet. Dan will have the self control to put his foot down when faced with both Phil's big eyes and the cat's, right? ...Right?

Time is on our side (ao3) - Mysticallykai

Summary: In 2010, AmazingPhil decided to make a video trying to time travel. He ends up meeting his boyfriend Dan in the year 2023 as well as himself, and he has a lot of questions.

voice on the wind (ao3) - CapriciousCrab

Summary: A life-changing injury leaves a desperate musician looking for a miracle. He finds it in the company of a Fae muse, but at what cost?

what, like it's hard? (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: title, obviously, from legally blonde

You are Not Sleeping on The Goddamn Floor (ao3) - pepelovesme

Summary: Dan and Phil's 2009 meeting reimagined. Dan is curious, they talk sexuality. Smut ensues.

[dxstoeskyvjbess]

BENEATH THE FAINT MOONLIGHT

𝓟𝗮𝗶���𝗶𝗻𝗴 ; bellamy blake x fem! reader

𝓦𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; none / hinted low self esteem

𝓦𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 ; 0.9k

𝓘𝗻𝗳𝗼𝘀 ; fluff | reader is a (bad) mechanic and a loner/introver

𝓝𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 ; first ever ff published, please be kind and bear with any mistakes, im open for criticism!!

𝓢𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 : reader doesn’t feel like joining the mess delinquents are making by the campfire, bellamy pays her a visit by the tree she’s sitting beneath, and reader gets company.

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The sun filtered slowly below the horizon, accompanied by delinquents making noise by the big campfire, doing their absolute best to be feisty on a planet they didn’t really know much about.

The night was messy, with loud cheers and unorganized fun, but resting below a tree in the distance, her figure hidden from any type of unwanted attention, there was y/n, who didn’t seem to care one bit.

It might have seemed crazy to some, but y/n couldn’t find herself to care about anything that was happening at the moment, not even finally being on Earth.

She was used to being seen as a loner, one who didn’t look too much and wasn’t looked at at all. Occasionally, people referred to her as a “big introvert” due to her not being eager to instantly show off emotions to anyone who crossed her way.

She was arrested for an unusual thing: accidentally (maybe not completely) blowing up an important gas tube while trying to stupidly act as a mechanic in her house, forgetting she was only in the first year of studying for her degree.

Now, on the ground, she limited herself to sending help as a “kind of a mechanic” and occasionally worked with Monty and Raven. But other than that? She found herself looking in the mirror and seeing someone who was negatively different, someone who, no matter what, could never fit in.

She often felt like an alien in disguise—perhaps, one standing currently below a tree, beneath the faint moonlight that covered her view whenever she happened to look up.

Her flow of thoughts was stopped by one tall figure, which she quickly recognized by now, gently walking up to her.

“Having fun yet, Metal girl?” Bellamy slyly grinned, interested by her complete isolation on a feisty night like this.

“Yeah, about too much,” she sarcastically answered, staring at her feet before realizing the king had no reason for talking to her, if not to ask her for something.

“What—brings you here anyway?” she asked, raising her eyes to meet his body towering over her comfortably seated one.

“Wanted to get some fresh air, you know…far from the life of the camp.”

“Well, you found the only one who didn’t even get close to it the whole evening,” y/n said, proposing it as a half-joke, but deep down she was quite ashamed of never being able to fit in, not even in a situation like this.

“Why didn’t you?” he wondered, and before he could even think about what he was doing, he sat next to her, both their backs supported by the big tree as he fixed his gaze on her faced.

“It’s just.. I don’t know,” she murmured, unsure on how it could've been explained. “I don’t really..think I’ll ever be able to be someone who just knows how to– ‘have fun’, you know?” she admitted awkwardly, which was true. She was everything but a party girl.

Not once in her life had she considered herself one.

She was pretty much the opposite, and being aware of the king’s taste in girls he was usually seen with, the girl was wondering in the back of her mind what exactly was the reason a boy like him– was engaging so much in an undeniably boring conversation with a mediocre mechanic he barely knew the name of.

“Bullshit,” he instantly replied. Bellamy surely had a cup or two of moonshine– if he didn't, he would've thought twice before speaking as he usually did, yet this conversation was not really the case.

His tone had a hint of curiosity, mixed with unreasonable determination sparkling in his eyes. The quiet mechanic made him particularly interested, and he was enjoying whatever type of conversation they were having.

“I’m sure you know how to have fun in your own ways.” his knee briefly brushed against hers, and the girl felt a jolt in her back, unsure if it was for the sudden touch or for Bellamy being quite unwilling to distance himself. As i mentioned previously, he probably had a drink or two.

“You know what? Let’s get out of here.” the boy determinedly proposed, quickly standing up before she could answer and offering her a hand, as if daring her to decline the offer.

“The woods and I will show you what fun is– let's see if you can light up a fire yourself.” he smirked before taking her hand and helping her up.

Maybe y/n wasn’t that much of an alien after all, or he probably wouldn’t be there with her, enjoying every second of it.

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[stardewvalleycatycat]

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ what i thought of sam and sebby when i first played stardew. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ sam

✮⋆˙ I like his vibe, being a musician seeing a character like that gave him some points. I liked his sweet kind personality. getting into his heart events changed my thoughts on him however..

๋࣭ ⭑⚝i really liked his two heart event it was cute seeing him jam out with his friends, and im a huge fan of the sam,abi,sebby friend group dynamic.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ the 3 heart event was really cute and it showed the dynamic between vincent and same which was cute. i dont have alot else to say about it

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ the 4 heart event however, i didnt like it. it feels childish, you earn 50 friendship points with him for basically lying which i find really dumb.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ if i thought the 4 heart event was childish the 6 was way more. he does a cool skate trick and lewis catches him doing it and is made about it cause its not allowed. if this led to making a skate park in the town i would enjoy it alot more.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ the 8 heart event was alot of fun i enjoyed it, it continues on the 2nd heart event and you get to see him, abi and sebby play their concert, my favorite sam heart event.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ yikes... we know how i feel about the childish sam heart events. if it wasnt for his mom walking in i would enjoy it alot more. but it felt really weird considering his most likely in his 20s

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ in conclusion i enjoy him at the beginning but after that im not a huge fan. he gives man child/himbo energy which im not the biggest fan of.

sebby

‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ ok im going to have alot more bias cause hes emo and emo guys are like m type >_< i really like his vibe and his introvent nature

‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ his second heart event was anything special it didnt make me like him or dislike him more. i dont have alot to say about it.

‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅the 4 heart event i really like, cause you got to learn that he owns and drives a motorcycle which foreshadows the 10 heart event and marriage with him.

‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ the 6th heart event OMGGG I LOVE IT. you get to see him in his element and bond playing his favorite game with him which is cute to see and your bond with him is close enough for him to show you his game.

‧₊˚ ☾. the 8 heart event is so good after the 6th one. it again shows the closeness you are with him now he opens up and talks to you. another set up for later is a frog and if you marry him he has that frog in his room.

‧₊˚ ☾. OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS CUTSECNE. yes my emo motorcycle boy bias. he talks you on a ride to zuzu city and then he confesses his feelings for you and then a sweet kiss between you too. AHHHHHH MY BRAIN TURNED INTO MUSH AFTER THIS. I think you can see who i like better :p

‧₊˚ ☾.in conclusion, for sebby i like how its hard to get close but once you do its SO FUCKING CUTE.

if you have any recommendations for more things or fanfic to write lmk <333

[stormyoceans]

As someone who doesn't like vice versa I dare you to try make me like jimmysea

SKFGDSKFGSKDGFSKDGF I—i mean if they're not really your thing i doubt anything i could say is gonna make you like them but YEAH OKAY SURE WHY NOT I CAN TRY

let's meet our boys separately first!!!!

jimmy. actor, doctor, babygirl. frankly has my undying admiration even just for being able to juggle his acting job while also studying to become a dermatologist and somehow succeeding at both literally could never be me. people tend to dislike him for his role as wai in bad buddy, but you only need to watch any bts video from the show to see how much he is adored by everyone and if anything that should be proof of the absolute range he has as an actor. avocado enthusiast and self proclaimed extrovert (is he tho. is he really), don’t get fooled by his quiet and responsible appearance, he’s actually the most deranged man in the industry. i still remember the day an anon told me he improvised nomming on his co-star's face and using a pillow to suggest stripping said co-star down and eating him out all in the name of Acting™ because i've never been the same ever since. the me before and after i was given this information are completely different people

sea. actor, athlete, dog dad. you won't get a single objective thought out of me because i am: Disgustingly Fond. debuted with a killer performance in the show 55:15 never too late as a supporting character, the fact that he's somehow still so underrated when he's one of the best actor in GMMTV makes me want to bark bite maim kill. he is an actual ray of sunshine with a smile that could light up the entire world and also the perfect example of an introvert: he has the innate ability to somehow disappear from any social gathering, but if he wakes up in a silly goose mood you will find him shamelessly twerking in front of everyone and being an absolute goofball. he's also a great singer and goes along with everything jimmy does because he is a big Simp™ (who's more deranged, the one who noms first, or the one who noms back, this is the question)

and now onto them as a pairing!!!!!

jimmysea. with a 5 years difference between them, they are actually the pair with the biggest age gap in GMMTV, which could have come in the way of their on- and off-screen relationship, but from what we are privy of i think you can see in every interaction they have that they clearly adore and are incredibly fond of each other. maybe it's because they share the same kind of derangement, or maybe it's because they both are very hardworking and humble boys who always try to give their best, but somehow they work. as the older one jimmy is always there to help and guide sea however he can, but when he needs it sea is ready to step up and carry the weight for him. they may not possess the kind of chemistry that's all sparks and fireworks, but they have a quiet gentle intimate one that makes them look like they've been married for years, which is also helped by their insane ability of looking at each other with so much love and adoration in their eyes it feels like your heart is getting curb stomped against the sidewalk. they don't really know what fan service is and they can go weeks without seeing each other (the drought eras), but when they do hang out they usually go out to eat and swim together (preferably at the pool in sea's condo after jimmy drives him back)

..not sure why this came out as a sales pitch tbh ;;;;;; honestly there are a lot of things i could add and if i were to convince you to like them i should probably send you links to videos and stuff like that but. im not really good with this sort of things ;;;;;; (i guess i could still suggest you to watch their praew interview to have an idea of their dynamic)

in the end all i can tell you is why i personally like them, which is mainly because what transpires of their relationship feels very genuine to me and they seem to be really sweet boys who just stand in their introverted corner minding their business doing their own thing portraying high romance and giving incomprehensible levels of adoration derangement goofiness talent ability skills. THEY ARE JUST SO COMFORT SHAPED TO ME IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY

[girlygguk]

NEEDY | JJK (Part 1)

summary hiding his feelings when you didn’t even know his name was hard. hiding his neediness and obsession when you finally did know his name and you were his fucking girlfriend? impossible. well, then it's a good thing you like him needy.

⋆𐙚 based on this request !

pairing nerd!jk x cheerleader!(f)reader

rating 18+ minors dni

genre established relationship; smut, fluff, angst(?)

word count 4.4k

content jk 18 | yn 18, needy subby jk, tease y/n, introv angel bf extrov protective gf, pet names; baby/bunny etc, oc pretends to be mad at jk, hes a nervous whiny mess, jk eats the pussy like groceries, fingering (f rec), cum eating, soooo much praise, jk comes from eating her out 😭 hes so pussy whipped deadass

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“Hi, lovie, I’m here.”

Your boyfriend’s soft voice floated through the doorway of your bedroom, but you kept your eyes glued to your phone, pretending not to hear him.

Tomorrow was your one-year anniversary with Jungkook, and knowing him, there was no way he’d forgotten. He probably had it marked in one of his two color-coded fucking calendars, your sweet little nerd.

He had just finished robotics club, a bit later than he’d originally planned, and even though you were sad you couldn’t spend as much time with him as you’d hoped (since you had early cheer practice the next morning), you understood. That didn’t mean you wouldn’t tease him a little, though.

You kept scrolling through Instagram, not really paying attention to the pictures on your feed, knowing full well that Jungkook was expecting you to greet him like you always did.

"Baby?" Jungkook hummed curiously, closing your door gently behind him as he padded over in his sock-covered feet and sat on the edge of your bed.

You felt him sit down, the bed dipping slightly under his weight, and a moment later, his warm hand slid over your leg that was tucked under the blanket. You moved your leg away just enough for him to notice.

Jungkook froze, his frown evident as you continued to ignore him.

You had to bite your lip to keep from breaking into a smile. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw his face drop immediately, his brow furrowing in concern, and it tugged at your heart—but you weren’t going to give in just yet.

Contrary to what everyone at school thought, you were the one who had pursued Jungkook.

It had all started when you were late to class one day, and the only empty seat was next to him.

You felt him stiffen the second you sat down, but he didn’t look up. His grip on his pen was so tight that you half-expected it to snap. You pouted a little, wondering why he was so tense.

Twenty minutes into the class, as you were glaring in frustration at your algebra textbook, you felt a soft tap on your arm.

"Are you alright?" Jungkook asked quietly, his voice hesitant, but his concern was clear. His bunny teeth just barely grazed his bottom lip as he spoke, and you found yourself staring for a moment longer than you should have.

"Yeah," you sighed, blinking yourself out of it. "Thanks," you mumbled, turning back to the mess of numbers on your notebook.

But the confusion must have been written all over your face, because after a few more moments, he spoke again.

"Do you need help, Y/N?" he asked, his voice even softer this time. “I could, uh, run over it with you? N-Not that I, like, know more than you or anything! I just… I really like algebra a-and—“

You couldn’t help but smile when you looked up at the nervous boy. “You know my name?”

Jungkook blinked, freezing for a second as his eyes widened. "Uh—yeah. We, uh, we share a few classes," he stammered, then winced. "That’s so creepy, isn’t it? Jesus—"

You chuckled, your head tilting in amusement. "No. It’s sweet. What’s your name?"

He looked down at his book, swallowing slightly before glancing back up at you. "Jungkook."

“Jungkook,” you repeated, letting it settle on your tongue. It was a cute name. And now that you were really looking at him—he was cute too. The big glasses, the way his ears turned red when he blushed, the way his hand trembled slightly when he flipped a page in his notebook. God, he was really fucking cute.

"Thank you, Jungkook," you said, giving him a sweet smile. "You’re really nice."

You watched as his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. He cleared his throat slightly and flipped his textbook open again, trying to suppress the surprise when you scooted your chair closer, dragging your notebook over toward his. His fingers fumbled over the book, flicking the pages to get back to where you were up to.

"God, Jungkook, you’re already almost done?" you gawked at the neat scribbles filling his page. “No, it’s okay, I’m not going to ask you to go back and—“

“I want to,” he interrupted quickly, his eyes widening slightly as if he was surprised by his own boldness. “I’d like to help. Really. Please?”

You shook your head, laughing softly at how genuine he was.

"So sweet," you sighed, looking back down at your notebook and moving your pen away so he could take a look at the equation you were stuck on. “Okay, so this one…”

Jungkook leaned in slightly, peering at the problem before nodding in agreement. "Ah, yeah, that one’s particularly difficult."

You stared at the back of his head, your eyes narrowing in suspicion. When he glanced back at you, looking confused by your silence, you couldn’t hold back your laugh.

“You’re such a fucking liar,” you snorted, shaking your head.

Jungkook’s cheeks flushed an even deeper red, and he shook his head profusely. “No! Really, i-it’s—I struggled with that one!”

You laughed harder at his terrible attempt to lie. “You can’t even say that with a straight face, oh my god, Jungkook.”

“Yahh…” he chuckled in defeat, looking down as the tips of his ears burned red.

Of course he was lying. He didn’t struggle with a single question. But the last thing Jungkook would ever do was make the girl he’d been pathetically crushing on since freshman year feel bad about it. Not a fucking chance.

The next algebra class you shared, you made sure to arrive on time, and just as you expected, Jungkook was already seated, engrossed in his notes, his pen caught between his bunny teeth. You walked over to the empty chair next to him, waiting for him to notice you. It didn’t take long.

"Oh," Jungkook mumbled around the pen in his mouth before quickly pulling it out, blinking up at you in surprise. "H-hey. How are you?" He asked awkwardly.

You smiled, setting your textbook down gently on the free desk before responding. "I’m good, Jungkook," you nodded, glancing at the empty chair beside him before looking back at him. "Is anyone sitting here?"

"Of course not," he blurted out almost instantly, mentally cringing at how fast he responded. Whether you took that as an 'of course not, please sit next to me' or an 'of course not, nobody would sit there'... both were fucking embarrassing.

"Good," you just smiled, sliding into the seat and starting to set up your things.

Jungkook swallowed, his eyes fixated on your perfectly manicured fingers as they rummaged through your bag, neatly placing your books and pens on the desk.

"You’re really gonna sit there?" he asked once he snapped out of his daze that the scent of your sweet perfume put him in.

You looked over at him curiously. "Mhm," you nodded, noticing how his eyes darted nervously toward your usual group of friends on the other side of the room, all of whom were staring at you like you had grown another head. Jungkook's gaze flickered back to you, uncertainty in his eyes when you continued. "Is that okay?"

"Of course," he said, this time softer, his voice barely above a whisper.

You bit your lip, suppressing a grin as you nodded with a hum, finishing setting up your things.

You sat by him in the next class. And the one after that. Soon, you realized you shared three whole subjects with him, and you made sure to sit by him in each one. You quickly discovered that he was the funniest, dorkiest, and cutest boy you’d ever met. You fell hard.

It didn’t take long for you to realize Jungkook had fallen for you, too. He wore his feelings on the sleeve of his cozy sweaters, and you knew from the way he fumbled with his words and blushed whenever you got too close that he was never going to make the first move. So, of course, you did.

He became your baby. You adored how clingy and needy he could be, even though he tried to hide it at first. But, like you said, he was terrible at that. When you told him you loved it—and even found it really fucking hot—he blushed profusely, of course, before he let it show a lot more.

In the beginning of your relationship, you insisted he sit with you and your friends at lunch. You even told him to bring his friend Taehyung with him.

To their surprise, most of your friends were way nicer than they’d expected. Their preconceptions about popular cheerleaders and jocks were quickly proven wrong. Sure, there were a few assholes that hung around… but you took pleasure in shutting them down the moment they even looked at your boyfriend or his friend the wrong way.

Jungkook was yours, and everyone knew it.

A warm hand squeezed your leg gently, as if hoping to get your attention. “Baby, please, what’s wrong?” Your boyfriend whined softly, desperation creeping into his voice.

You blinked, pulling yourself out of your thoughts, glancing down at your phone but still not responding.

Jungkook shifted beside you, his head lowering to rest on your thigh, his warm face nuzzling against your skin through the blanket. You saw his brows furrow from the corner of your eye, his worry almost palpable as he let out a soft sigh.

“Are you mad at me? F-for coming home late?” he whispered, barely audible.

Your heart clenched at that. You could hear the rising panic in his voice, and it was taking every bit of willpower not to drop the act right then and there. The way he said coming home like your bedroom was his home… fuck.

Just one more minute. He was so adorable when he was pouty.

When you still didn’t respond, a quiet sniffle reached your ears. Jungkook’s grip tightened around your leg as he curled up against you a little more. “I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, baby, talk to me,” he begged, his voice cracking ever so slightly. “I’ll do anything, just please don’t ignore me.”

You couldn’t hold out any longer. When you looked down at him, his big doe eyes were glassy, and his trembly lip was caught between his teeth.

“Oh, my baby,” you chuckled softly, finally setting your phone aside and reaching down to stroke his hair.

You felt his panic melt away the moment your fingers threaded through his soft locks. He blinked a few times, his eyes fluttering shut as he soaked in the feeling before sitting up.

“You’re not mad at me?” he asked, his voice small, his pout deepening as his gaze locked on yours, full of uncertainty.

Your hand fell from his hair as he stared up at you with those big, glassy eyes, and you bit your lip as your head shook gently. “I’m sorry, my love,” you murmured softly, your lips curving into a small smile. “I was just kidding. You’re cute when you pout.”

Jungkook blinked at you, slightly shocked by your admission, his eyes darting around the room in confusion as if he was trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. After a pregnant pause, he crossed his arms over his chest, glancing away with his cute little pout.

You couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out as you grabbed his hand. He didn’t resist, letting you hold his hand, but he still refused to meet your eyes, his lower lip jutting out adorably.

You groaned softly at his cuteness. "Come here, you big sookie," you coaxed gently, tugging him toward you with a playful smile.

He huffed dramatically, but you could already see the corners of his lips twitching. The battle was lost when he glanced back at you, and before long, his pout broke into a big, bunny grin. You laughed softly as he tugged off his classes and threw them on your bedside table before happily climbing up onto the bed. He crawled under the covers and into your arms without hesitation.

His Lincoln Park tee and joggers carried the light scent of the cologne you’d bought him for his birthday, mixed with a slight hint of sweat from his long day at school and robotics. So fucking good.

You pulled the blanket up over the both of you, and he buried his face in your neck, his body instantly relaxing as he melted into you with a contented sigh.

"Missed you so much," he mumbled into your neck, his voice slightly muffled by your skin.

You hummed in response, threading your fingers through his hair, enjoying the way he clung to you like he couldn’t get close enough. "I missed you more, baby."

Jungkook chuckled softly against your neck, and your brows furrowed at the unexpected sound. When he didn’t say anything after that, you playfully pinched one of his butt cheeks through his pants. "What’s funny, hm?" you teased.

He just smiled into your skin, shaking his head cutely, trying to nuzzle further into you as if he could hide. But you weren’t letting it go that easily.

"Baby," you laughed in confusion, leaning back to get a better look at him. His nose scrunched as he tried to follow the warmth of your skin, but you held firm, narrowing your eyes playfully. "Why did you laugh? You don’t think I missed you?"

The second Jungkook saw your pout, his expression turned serious, his wide doe eyes filled with concern. "No, of course not," he said quickly. "You did, but… you didn’t miss me more than I missed you. That’s all."

You deepened your pout, feigning hurt as you tilted your head at him. "What do you mean, bunny? I thought about you all day..."

Jungkook’s cheeks flushed pink, and he looked away, his arms tightening slightly around your waist. He was quiet for a second too long, so you gave him a gentle poke in the belly, urging him to speak.

"Baby," you warned softly.

"W-well," he stammered, his eyes flicking nervously back to yours, "when you sent me that cute mirror selfie from cheer today..." His voice trailed off, looking adorably embarrassed.

You raised an eyebrow, still confused as to why he was so flustered over a selfie. You sent him mirror pics all the time. "Mhm?"

"I really liked it," he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as he cleared his throat. "A lot."

You bit back a smile when you caught on. "And?"

"And I, um…" Jungkook shifted, his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of pink as he finally admitted, "I had to… jack off in the bathroom. Before robotics."

Your pout deepened dramatically, eyes widening at his admission. "What? You didn’t call me? I could’ve helped you."

Jungkook’s face was practically on fire now, his eyes darting away. "Y-you were already at practice! I didn’t want to bother you."

You sighed softly, shaking your head as you ran your fingers through his hair, feeling his body relax into your touch. "Baby, I would've answered," you cooed softly, your tone playful. "You know that."

He nodded sheepishly, burying his face back into your neck, "M'sorry," he muttered, his voice a quiet whisper against your skin as he hugged you even tighter.

Your heart—and other parts of you—clenched at the thought of your needy boyfriend getting off alone in a bathroom stall. You stayed quiet for a moment, letting him rest on you, before you let out a dramatically long sigh. You felt Jungkook shift in your neck, his gaze heavy on you as you glanced up at the ceiling in faux annoyance.

"Ba-" he gulped when he saw your expression. "Baby?"

"Yep?" you responded, pretending to roll your eyes, feeling him tense up at your reaction. You bit back a smile.

"I’m-" he stammered, immediately flustered, his voice thick with worry. "I’m so sorry. I should’ve told you. Don’t be upset, please—"

"I’m not," you hummed, shifting your gaze to meet his wide, worried eyes. "Or… I won’t be."

His brows furrowed, lifting his head from your neck, eyes searching your face, waiting for you to tell him what to do to make it up to you. Anything.

You tilted your head, blinking up at his pretty face. "Wanna make it up to me, bunny?"

"Of course," he responded immediately, his hands sliding down from your waist to rub over the skin of your belly that peeked out when your sleep shirt rode up slightly. His eyes were locked on yours, filled with nothing but sincerity, desperation. "Tell me what to do, baby. A-anything."

You hummed softly, lifting a hand from beneath the blanket to gently brush your thumb over his bottom lip, wet from the countless times he’d nervously bitten down on it and swiped his tongue over it. You smiled softly before leaning in, your lips meeting his, and you took his plump bottom lip between your teeth, nibbling gently.

Jungkook let out a relieved sigh, the sound morphing into a quiet, needy whine as your teeth sank in a little harder, his big hands clenching around your sides.

"Okay, my love," you murmured against his lips, your voice soft but teasing. "Get to it then."

He didn’t waste a second. Jungkook’s eyes darkened with need, and he quickly slid down your body, disappearing under the blanket. You couldn’t help but giggle as his warm hands hurriedly slipped beneath the fabric of your pajama shorts, tugging down and taking your panties with them in one go.

His breath was shaky, almost trembling with anticipation as he pressed his mouth to your heat, his lips molding against you perfectly. He inhaled deeply, and you bit down on your lip hard when his big nose dug into your core, his breath heavy and hot, like he couldn’t get enough of your scent. His whole body shuddered.

“Fuck, s-smell so good, baby,” Jungkook slurred, his dazed voice muffled against your folds as he pressed his tongue flat against you, licking a long, slow stripe from your entrance up to your clit. The groan he let out vibrated through your body.

"That's my good boy," you whispered shakily, your fingers sliding through his hair as his tongue swirled messily over you. “You love it, don’t you? Love the way I taste, huh, bunny?”

Jungkook whimpered in response, his hips bucking slightly against the mattress as he sucked gently on your clit, his lips soft but eager. “Mhm,” he moaned, the sound vibrating against you as his tongue moved faster, greedier. His hands tightened their grip on your thighs, holding you in place like he was afraid you’d take it away from him.

“God, you’re so good, baby,” you praised, your breath catching in your throat as he buried his face deeper into you. “My perfect boy, a-always make me feel so fucking good.”

The praise made his whole body tremble. A whiny moan vibrated against your core as he grew more frantic, more desperate. His nose pressed hard into your heat, his tongue flicking relentlessly over your swollen clit. He alternated between quick, teasing licks and long, slow strokes—just like you had taught him—grunting every time your hand tugged at his hair in approval.

“Well done, baby,” you cooed breathlessly, your hips rolling gently against his face, urging him to continue. "My smart boy, so good at everything. Best in class… best at eating pussy.”

Jungkook moaned louder, his hips pressing harder into the bed as he devoured you whole. His tongue dipped down to your entrance, teasing it before dragging back up in big, messy circles around your clit that had you gasping. He was getting lost in you.

“I love it,” he whimpered, his voice hoarse, barely coherent as he pressed his face harder into you. “Love the taste. I love it. I love you, b-baby,” he whined, the words muffled as he buried himself deeper into your folds, lapping at you even more sloppily.

“Shit,” you gasped, your hands gripping his hair tighter as your legs trembled uncontrollably. “I love you too, my baby. So much—oh! Yes, baby. Yes, fuck! Don’t stopp, Kookie.”

He groaned in response, the sound almost desperate as he obeyed, his tongue moving faster, more erratic. He couldn't get enough. He was addicted. His lips, tongue, and nose worked together perfectly, swirling around in your wet pussy. Nothing else was on his mind—just you. You coming. You coming on his tongue.

His neediness made your stomach clench, and you couldn’t help but tug his hair, making him whimper and press even harder into you. “Yess, bunny, just like that,” you purred, your hips grinding against his face as you felt the heat in your core build with every messy flick of his tongue.

You moved the blanket, wanting to see him properly, and groaned when you caught sight of his hips rutting shamelessly into the bed as he feasted on your cunt.

"God," you groaned, your head falling back before you lifted it again, eyes locking on his concentrated face. "Love watching you eat your pussy, Kookie. So fucking pretty."

Jungkook’s entire body jerked at your words. His pussy. All his.

He squeezed his eyes shut tight, slowing the movement of his hips as he willed himself not to come from just that. Your praise, your taste, your scent. It all took over his senses completely.

His jaw slacked as his big tongue slid up and down your slit, his nose burying into your heat so deeply he could barely breathe, but he didn’t want to. He relished in the way you moaned above him, your body tensing and trembling. His greedy lips sucked your clit into his mouth with a wet slurp, just as one of his hands slipped from your thigh.

He pulled back from your pussy just enough to slide two fingers into his mouth, coating them in his spit before diving back down, lips reattaching to your clit like he couldn’t stay away from it for more than a second. He groaned loudly, the vibration riding right through you.

Your breath hitched when his long fingers pressed gently at your entrance. A whiny sob escaped your lips as they slipped inside you, curling just right, and your knees shook around his head.

“That’s it, baby,” you gasped, your hand tangling in his hair as his fingers thrust into you, each movement deep and deliberate. “Uh! Fuck, Jungkook.” You grunted, brows furrowing in pleasure, "Gonna make me come, baby. Uhhh, fuck!"

Jungkook whined, his hips picking back up uncontrollably to grind against the bed as he pumped his fingers in and out, curling them just perfectly to hit that spongey part deep inside you. He loved the way it felt against his finger tips, a groan slipping from his lips. His tongue flicked over your clit with fervor, completely lost.

“Kookie, I’m gonna, fuck, gonna come, ohhhhgggh! Babyyy—”

"Come on, baby,” he pleaded, his voice rough and muffled, his mouth refusing to leave your clit. “Come on my tongue, please lovie. Want it so bad. Please, baby. Need to taste it."

Your body trembled, and with one final flick of his big tongue, you shattered, your orgasm crashing over you as a sob escaped your lips. Your thighs clenched around his head, your hands gripping his hair as you cried out, your entire body shaking as you came.

Jungkook moaned loudly, his hips rutting desperately into the bed as he felt you pulse around his fingers, your juices coating his tongue. He didn’t stop. His mouth stayed latched onto you, licking and sucking, drinking in every drop of your release, groaning as if it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, your hands still tangled in his hair as he lapped at you, his tongue swirling around your clit, his moans turning into whimpers as he devoured every bit of your orgasm.

He was lost in it. The taste of you, the scent of you—it was too much. He couldn’t hold back. His hips jerked against the bed, and with a low, needy whimper, he came hard, his body shaking as he spilled into his pants, completely undone by the taste of you on his tongue.

“Good boy,” you cooed softly, stroking his hair as he rode out his release, his fingers still gently thrusting inside you. "My perfect boy. Made me feel so good. So perfect, baby."

Jungkook whimpered again, finally slowing down as he pressed one last kiss to your clit, his tongue lazily licking up the remnants of your release. He rested his head against your thigh, his breathing heavy and ragged, his body trembling as his fingers remained cozily inside of you.

He was still catching his breath, his lips wet with your release, but he couldn’t stop himself from leaning back down, pressing one more lazy kiss against your swollen clit.

He pulled his fingers from you slowly, bringing them to his mouth, his eyes fluttering closed as he sucked them clean, savoring every drop. His tongue swirled around his fingers with a soft moan, and you watched, your own body still shaking slightly. He dried his hand on his pants, completely dazed as his body collapsed against the bed, resting his head on your thigh.

You chuckled softly, your fingers still tangled in his hair. “Come up here, Kookie,” you murmured, tugging him gently.

With a sleepy grin, Jungkook crawled up the bed, collapsing beside you with a contented sigh. His bigger frame sunk into your pillows, his soft, shiny eyes locking with yours as he smiled that sweet, drowsy smile. You couldn’t help but grin, swinging a bare leg over his waist, pulling yourself into him and burying your face into the crook of his neck.

Your tongue gently lapped up a bead of sweat that clung to his skin, and you hummed in satisfaction as you nestled deeper against him, your body fitting perfectly against his. “Thank you, bunny. I love you,” you whispered, your lips brushing lightly over his neck.

Jungkook’s body trembled slightly at the feeling, and he let out a soft, breathy sound. The sticky wetness in his briefs didn’t bother him in the slightest; he would stay in it all day if it meant having you curled up in his arms like this.

“Of course, baby. I love you so much,” he replied croakily, his throat throbbing in happiness from its meal. His hand lazily slid up and down your warm thigh, which was still curled tightly around him. “Forever, yeah?”

You nodded without hesitation, your nose brushing against his neck as you nuzzled into him, the comfort of his scent pulling you into a dazy lull. Your lips began leaving a trail of soft, quick kisses along his skin, the kind you knew he loved.

Jungkook hummed in response, relishing each peck. But you could feel he still wasn’t fully satisfied with your nonverbal answer, given the way he poked your belly playfully and rubbed his jaw along your forehead with a soft, needy grunt. His way of asking for more.

You giggled, leaning up to press a louder, exaggerated kiss against his jawline. “Forever, you big baby,” you teased.

His smile widened, eyes fluttering shut in contentment, his hands giving your soft sides a happy squeeze.

That’s more like it.

[luniack]

not sure who all relates to this, but do you ever get the feeling that you don’t belong, that you never felt belonged in the place where you are or your whole life. i felt the latter in multiple different ocassions not just once. 

i always tried to feel like a belong somewhere for my true self but i wasn’t able to. is it cause it is always me who goes looking for it then it coming for me?

you know for once in my life i want someone to chase me or go behind me because that would mean that someone actually wants me for me the whole and real me and not just the ‘therapist’ me.

i want someone to choice me as their first choice or priority just once can someone want to be with me not cause they want to rant or cause i was their comfort place when i was their ‘therapist’

so can someone be my friend?

[f0mo]

its like i want to be alone but i want to be touched

[illneverloveagainwithoutyou]

Once the quarantine is over please, can we keep the distances between us? I don't want to come back to false kisses or false "hi, how are you?" or "Hey *name* do you know that you missed so much? false! (especially with the family)

Unfortunately, I was born in Italy and this land is so famous for the warm people, excessive hand gestures and so on, all that I'm not, I am not warm with people. I hate move my hands while I speak, I hate scream, I hate the physic contact, Touch people, especially when I speak during the conversation.

Why I am so unlucky? And sad?

[sad-bard]

“Sad bits”

I write down the sad bits

Then find them later to erase

In hopes that I’ll forget how sad I was

In hopes that I’ll forget the pain

-rae

[539481]

I just can’t watch some Disney movies anymore. The lion king is the worst. Anytime I saw that movie as a child, I wished mufasa wouldnt fall to his death, but he always did. This is some kind of sadness that I do not like to experience so I don’t watch this movie anymore.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Friends to Lovers (8) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven

About useless lists and oblivious teenagers (ao3) - OliveTheHobbit

Summary: Phil helps Dan with his sexuality crisis while he tries to overcome the fact he is head over heels for him. Oh, and they have a date day.

Apartment 126 (ao3) - girlboss128

Summary: Dan is 23 year old video editor living in a London flat. His days are boring and he lives life as a hopeless romantic. Then, Phil Lester, a 27 year old Internet celebrity moves in across the hall. Dan after one glance decides he needs Phil in his life. Dan is forward and persistent. How could this end?

April Fools (ao3) - hygge

Summary: Dan proposes an April Fools Day prank that he thinks will shock the Internet. But, when it comes time to share it with the world, Phil has second thoughts. There is something he needs to get off of his chest instead.

Big Love (ao3) - winstonlives

Summary: Phil wakes up freezing one night, only to find out he is shrinking. Panicked and tiny he goes to Dan for help. Together the two deal with the challenges that come along with being too small for the normal world. Relying on each other, and working together, they realize their friendship, is in fact more than just friendship.

Come Clean (ao3) - castrotophic

Summary: Dan thinks Phil might be in love with him, but he's not quite sure how to figure it out.

Craving Control (ao3) - starwatersong

Summary: Phil is intrigued by the hypnotist at the YouTuber Summit in 2016 and finds himself oddly fascinated by hypnotism. Is Dan helping him find one for a video for Phil’s benefit… or Dan’s? Some timeline mixing where Phil’s fortune telling video takes place in an earlier time. They’re living in London apartment #1 in this story.

Don’t be scared (ao3) - danisnot3131

Summary: Before agreeing to go on Tour for Interactive Introvers, Dan is hit with the realization that he’s been in love with Phil for years.

Do You Know How in Love With You I Am (Please Notice) (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Based on a Phan!The Office AU drawing by @laurainlilac on tumblr

Dan works at a small paper company, but the brightside to this boring career is that his best friend Phil is just a few feet away at reception. The downside to this is that he’s hopelessly, irrevocably in love with said best friend. Oh, and Phil is engaged, too.

A short little story about best friends, being in love, and pining hopelessly after the boy you think you can’t have. But, don’t worry, there’s a happy ending in here somewhere.

drop your heart I’ll save it for you(ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Tenderness isn’t part of the deal, nor are soft words, or feelings, or kisses that don’t lead to fucking. It’s not what Dan asked for, and it’s certainly not why someone would choose to fuck their friend slash flatmate slash colleague who they absolutely don’t have any feelings for.

Drunken Nonsense (ao3) - Spring_Haze

Summary: Young Dan and Phil end up playing their own drunken version of truth or dare following a few too many cocktails at the Lester Family Christmas Gathering in Phil’s family home. Confessions are made, and two best friends become lovers.

How Life Changes (ao3) - madd09

Summary: Phil had no idea how much his life was going to change when Cornelia and Martyn announced they were expecting and how it would end up being a catalyst for him and Dan,

Keep These Secrets In A Lie (ao3) - CanDanAndPhilNot (enbycalhoun)

Summary: Dan and Phil are friends. But friends don’t act the way they do.

Like a cicada rhythm. (ao3) - emmibug

Summary: every night they share the same bed, legs twisted together, arms holding each other close. dan and phil haven’t grown up from their childlike sense of friendship which leads people to believe there’s something deeper going on.

a dan and phil childhood best friends to lovers AU where they share the same bed and always have done.

Midnight Cab Rides to You (ao3) - QueenKatelynTheAristocrat

Summary: “Whenever he felt the spiralling of his thoughts that indicated an impending breakdown, there was only ever one place he would go. He wondered how many breakdowns he had left before Phil got sick of him.”

Also known as: Dan can’t stand another damn minute on campus, so he does the only thing he can think of to make himself feel like he isn’t dying. He gets a cab to Phil’s flat.

never quite as it seems (ao3) - Ablissa

Summary: Phil has a unique gift that allows him to see something he never expected to see - his best friend Dan, meeting the person that would most likely become the love of his life. It hasn’t happened yet, and right now, Dan has no idea what lies ahead.

When old feelings resurface and every choice may have a big impact on the upcoming events, will Phil be able to make the right decision?

Stars in His Eyes (ao3) - harleymoony

Summary: Once every week, Dan and Phil sneak out of their houses to go stargazing together. Tonight is Dan’s birthday, and Phil has something planned for that, of course.

stuck on you (ao3) - watergator

Summary: dan finds himself in a rather awkward predicament and phil ends up having to helping him

you only know you love him when you let him go (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan was sitting on his beanbag chair and nodding along to Phil’s story, tossing a ball into the air as he stared at his best friend.

While Phil continued describing how pretty Amanda looked and how amazing the movie was, Dan was focused on Phil himself. He let his eyes roam over Phil’s face, catching on shiny irises and sharp cheekbones and pink lips, and thinking of how much he’d love to feel those lips against his own.

And suddenly, everything made sense to Dan.

He froze, the ball falling on his head as his chest filled with terror. Phil continued with his story, delightfully oblivious to the panic attack Dan was two seconds away from having. He was attracted to his best friend, and big time, too, but Phil now had a girlfriend, and one he’d been wanting for over two years.

Well, fuck.

You’re All my Reasons (ao3) - QueenKatelynTheAristocrat

Summary: “Phil wished he could think of the right thing to say. It would be nice if at times like this his English Language degree knowledge would kick in and provide him with the words to make Dan understand that he could tell Phil anything, that there was nothing he could say that would scare Phil away, but alas.”

In which Dan’s depression doesn’t allow him to leave his room for two days, and Phil struggles to find the words, but what comes to realize is that maybe words aren’t always necessary.

Just a bit of hurt/comfort fluff to get you through your day.

You're The Only Friend I Need (ao3) - microwaveoven

Summary: Little snippets of Dan and Phil's lives from childhood to 2024. Based on the idea if they had been friends since they were kids and went to the same school

You set my soul alight (ao3) - Wolf_Of_Westeros

Summary: Dan likes Phil. Phil likes Dan. Neither of them know about it.

[moscnios]

hello!! ₍₍ ◝(　ﾟ∀ ﾟ )◟ ⁾⁾

How are you writer-sama?? (or do you prefer chan?)

I have a request for u! (ﾉ0)ﾉ💌 (but idk if you are comfortable doing these characters..😅)

How do you think this introverts: Zoro, Law and Ace (kinda introv?) Would act with their s/o once they're "comfortable enough" with them? cuz I feel like their s/o would have some kind of "privileges" (?) and a somehow "different treatment"?? if you know what I mean (◕દ◕)

bc i think that at a certain point of the relationship they will already know and have already seen all of their different sides and aspects and so they accept them wholely (is that a word?) 😔 so they naturally feel more at ease and kind of lower more their defensive side with them.. 🥺 i hope it's clear 😭 and of course if you want to do it love! It can be a headcanon maybe?and preferably a fem!reader?

Sending love~💚

BYE BYE !! ⋋✿ ⁰ 0 ⁰ ✿⋌

✸  headcanons  %  being comfortable with their s/o.

✸    characters! . . .  law, zoro & ace.

✸    cw(s)! . . .  no pronouns used. slight angst in all three. mentions of bathing in ace’s. ( just physical intimacy ) not proofread.

✸    notes! . . .  ofc i’m comfortable with these characters. i can never shut up about them lmaoo. it gives me the opportunity to keep talking about these clowns my loves. thank you for requesting !!

law will not get into a relationship unless he builds that trust and is comfortable enough with you first

it takes him a lot of time. and i mean a long time. and he doesn’t want you to just sit around and wait for him to be ready because you deserve better

however if you do stay and are willing to wait for him, he can’t pretend that he’s not thankful you will wait

when he finally feels that he is ready, when he is comfortable enough to start a relationship with you, it’s the little things he does. things such as:

him waiting for you at the door of his office, asking if you’re coming in or not. when you know he’s only asking is because he enjoys it when you’re in his office

making sure you eat before he does

relying on you to complete his toughest orders but always making sure to say a quick ‘good luck’ before you go

or even when he smirks when you call him captain

one night in his office, completely out of the blue he tells you the story of corazon. he appreciates how attentive you listen to him, how you rush to his side when he becomes emotional, how you don’t judge him, and how you ask if he needs a hug

he never thought he’d be saying yes to one. but here he was, head in the croak of your neck as you allowed him finally be able to let it out

zoro, like law, is likely not going to get into a relationship without building up the trust first. however, it doesn’t take him as long to finally give the relationship a shot

he wants to lay everything out on the table before he enters a relationship with you. he wants you to know exactly the kind of man he is

he’s very honest about how he’s never been in a committed relationship before and how he probably couldn’t even try to be the textbook definition of romantic if he tried. but the most important he says is, that he wants to change that, for you

he loves when you take naps with him, while he falls asleep to the rhythm of your breathing. because he can’t sleep unless he knows you are okay

when he’s training he enjoys your company. you don’t even have to be saying anything or doing anything. he just enjoys your company

the way to know if he trusts you or not is if he trusts you with his swords. if you are not a swords-person already, he will definitely try to teach you a trick or two in case you need it in the future

the ultimate test of knowing he trusts you is when he hands you one of his own swords to train you

if you bring it up, he’ll brush off your concerns by admitting that he would trust no one else with his blades

i may be alone in this BUT at the beginning of your relationship with him, ace is not all that keen on physical affection

he’ll wrestle somebody. but the sheer act of someone wrapping their arms around him in a romantic sense made him a bit uncomfortable

overtime when he finds himself more comfortable and confident in himself and your relationship, he’ll definitely give physical affection a second shot

but in true ace fashion, he’ll probably ask for it in the most nonsensical way possible because nothing is very simple with him

get ready for a lot of cuddling with little spoon ace

ace’s favorite form of physical intimacy is bathing with you. he prefers having his back pressed against your chest while you wash his hair. he feels safe and loved in your arms

it is in one of your baths together that he tells you the truth about his heritage, which he was holding off on because he was worried you’d see him differently

when you express that you don’t care who his parents were and where he came from, he couldn’t be more thankful that he found someone like you

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