#let me wear a flowy dress and read a poem to my friends while eating grapes

[dumbass---tm]

god the gender envy for shakespearean characters is real

[kookiecrumb]

Hi! I'm the Anon that asked for tips to describe myself, so thank you for that!

If you're still doing ships, I would love one!

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I'm someone who's a supporter and a collaborator. I like to take leadership roles but even in my leadership, I'm usually looking to support other people in the group and help them in any way I can. I'm the eldest daughter and I'm also the mom friend. I'm a really good listener; when you're talking, my head is nodding to every word and I will verbally assure you that I'm listening. I'm quite outgoing with the people I know, and not afraid to have a laugh (a little too loud sometimes). Even with the people I don't know, I will tend to strike up a conversation. I tend to compliment random strangers. I have a broad sense of humor so I can laugh at anything, even bad jokes or childish humor.

But, sometimes I don't really know how to comfort people except tell them that I'm sorry they're going through whatever they're going through. My type of comfort-giving is usually action-based in that I give advice (still working on not doing this all the time, but rather sitting with the person while they're feeling whatever they're feeling). I'm also an overthinker, especially when it comes to my and others' emotions. Being a supporter sucks when you're constantly giving the benefit of the doubt to other people instead of validating yourself lol. I have many friends but I have a hard time (impossible, even) forming deep, long-lasting friendships because I can't seem to let my guard down ever (unless I'm alone in my room). I'm a procrastinator and I'm tired of procrastinating because it's gotten really bad this past academic year but I can't seem to stop.

On a happier note, moving right along to my achievements. I won my school's spelling bee in 8th grade so I'm pretty proud of myself for that one because I'd been participating for four years by then. I was also an intern for a graphic designer. Another thing I'm proud of is being on the board of and involved with a university student organization that means a lot to me.

I love to paint and read, and sometimes I write (usually fanfic and occasionally poems). I also like to do graphic design. I love watching and reading romance (the fluffier and angstier the better) thrillers, and mysteries. Recently I've been hooked on Snowdrop on Disney+ (I seriously recommend it if you're into romance, action, slow-burn, and mutual pining).

I like to travel as well. I'm definitely a stop-and-smell-the-roses kinda gal and I enjoy the simple pleasures like natural floral scents when I'm walking on campus. Essentially I enjoy Namjooning lol. My favorite season is spring (even if I have pollen allergies).

My favorite apps are Pinterest, Instagram, Wattpad, and Tumblr (though I'm in an off/on relationship with Tumblr). My favorite colors are light pink, lilac, and lavender.

As for my cultural background, I'm/my family is Indian, but I'm also American because I was born and raised and still live in the U.S. Specifically, I'm from Tamil Nadu in South India, and I LOVE Indian food, but I'll eat anything. I'm a non-vegetarian. I'm also Muslim.

I don't really know how to describe my style but I do dress girly and wear Indo-Western fusion outfits. Maybe I'd consider my style feminine with an edgy touch. Since I'm Muslim, I wear full-sleeved and full-length loose-fitting clothing. Wide legged jeans and pants are a staple in my wardrobe. I love a good flowy dress. I also prioritize being comfortable so you won't often catch me in heels or restricting clothing. I also like to wear rings, chokers or small necklaces, and big earrings.

Here are some examples pictures of outfits I'd wear:

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I hope this was helpful, and I sincerely apologize for how long this got!!! Thank you again for doing ships, I can't wait to see mine!

AAAAA salaam alaikum and Ramadan Mubarak to you!

You'd be best friends first 🤭 those are always the best relationships.

You need someone who would put you in the spotlight and clearly that isn't going to be a difficult feat for this match. You shine very brightly and whoever they are will need to compliment your light and ease your worries.

Someone to break you out of your shell, someone who truly gets you. You are a listener, because I feel like you love to know people. You seek out the natural pleasures of life and enjoy the more simple things.

You have a creative edge, it looks like. You'll need someone who encourages your leadership and is proud of your assertiveness, AKA someone who lacks insecurity in that aspect.

Furthermore, I ship you with...

Jimin!

It would be quite the surprise when he'd show up with a proposal. There would have always been an energy between you two, but he would be hesitant to act on it in case you were already waiting on somebody.

Aestheically, he would compliment you very well. He'd encourage your growth and progress at work and he'd reward you greatly as your husband. Although Jimin is career-driven, he would encourage his spouse to do the same and match his standard.

He overthinks as well, and so long as you two can relate to one another about it and connect to problem-solve within the relationship, it would be harmonious.

Although Jimin does strike me as the city-type, I don't think he would mind at all partaking in retreats and vacations with his spouse, so long as he can make as many memories as possible with you.

Your shared appreciation for art and design would be a nice compliment. You'd have no trouble decorating the house together.

Jimin's rich, so...no problem, financially 😅

He'd find you elegant. "My queen," "My moon and stars," "My everything," "My spectacular wife,"

There could be a drinking issue 🤔

Every time he'd be out in the city, he'd pass by a bookstore and peek in to see if your favorite series has updated. He's a FANTASTIC storyteller and loves small, intimate parties. He would encourage you to lean on his shoulder while he told his friends all about his endeavors, making little jokes every now and then about miscellaneous things.

Jimin would make an amazing husband over all o/////o

[kagsluvr]

REACTING TO S/O WITH SOCIAL ANXIETY

↳ pairing: bokuto kotarou x gn!reader, iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader

↳ genre; fluff

↳ tw/cw: (social) anxiety, mention of insecurities

a/n: hiii omg first post ???!??!?//- kinda new to this “fic writing” scene so sorry if my writing seems inconsistent with the grammar n shit… anyway i love reading these types of scenarios/one-shots ahh it comforts me sm hahaha. social anxiety is something I personally deal with and I just felt like writing what i’d think the hq boys would do with a s/o also dealing with this. hope y'all like it! :) 

Bokuto 

He didn’t really find out about your social anxiety until a few months into your relationship.

While knowing you for about six years, you were pretty good at concealing your anxiety at school and other social events, so nobody could really tell. 

His ass noticed you pursing your lips while nibbling on the inside of your cheeks while in a long ass line for the cafe you guys had been waiting in for over 15 minutes. 

You noticed the street was extra crowded today for some reason, with many people walking past you guys and giving you weird stares.

You assumed it was probably of the short, flowy dress you were wearing that exposed a lot of your legs and thighs.

You were hesitant about wearing it out, but Bokuto claimed how it looked really good on you and eventually convinced you to wear it.

You started feeling a heavy sensation in your chest as your breathing became deeper.

You looked around nervously while starting to aggressively chew on the inside of your cheeks.

Bokuto thought you were trying to make the toddlers behind you laugh by making weird faces at them (himbo moment).

As you were about to explain to him what was on your mind, he eventually caught on.

“Ugh, I don’t know Bo…” you sighed hesitantly while examining yourself in the mirror.

“Babe! It looks so good on you! You look sooooo cute!” he cheered, walking up from behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. 

You didn’t struggle that often with body insecurities, but this dress seemed a bit off. As much as it did flatter you, you thought it was really short, since it had been a while since you wore it. 

“You don’t think it shows too much of my legs?” you asked your boyfriend for reassurance.

“No!” Bokuto replied with no hesitance. “.. And if any guys end up staring.. Well.. sucks for them, cause’ I’ll be there to show' em that you already have a boyfriend!”

You looked up at the cheeky smile on his face which then made you smile.

“Okay babe” you chuckled and turned to kiss him on the cheek.

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You guys get out of the car and fall in the line for the cafe that Akaashi had recommended to you guys. There were only three parties in front of you so you figured that the wait to get seated inside wouldn’t take too long. 

Unfortunately there was a large gathering of people in the cafe that took up a lot of the chairs and tables. So, one of the hostess’ informed you guys that the wait was going to be a little longer.

You simply nodded your head and decided to patiently wait with your boyfriend.

Time was passing by slowly and it was nearing 3:30 pm, meaning that you guys were in the line for more than fifteen minutes. Bokuto had his arm around you just simply taking in the fresh Spring air, while you were just scrolling on your phone.

You started hearing footsteps on your right as more people were walking by the cafe. You noticed almost every person walking by took their time to meet your eyes and glance at your legs. 

You shook it off and didn’t let it bother you. It was until a group of teenage boys walked by you and your boyfriend and looked you up and down in unison. One of them smirked and winked at you.

This made you very uncomfy and reached for Bokuto’s hand, squeezing it tightly. 

He noticed that and took it as a random gesture. That was when you started sucking in your cheeks and chewing at your gums and lower lip, while constantly looking around you. Your breathing became fast and heavy, but you tried your best to calm it down to a regular pace. 

Bokuto looked down at you as you were looking behind you. Bokuto then peered his eyes over at the two little kids that were in line behind you guys with their mom. His gaze shifted between the odd look on your face and the two toddlers gazing at you.

“Aw babe! That’s cute that you're entertaining the kids behind you!” he whispered to your ear. 

You turned quickly to face him and relaxed the muscles on your face. “Oh. Babe. Um.. No, I wasn’t trying to make them laugh..” you awkwardly chuckled.

“Then what were you making that weird face for?” 

His genuine confusion put a smile on your face, making you laugh.

“Uh.. it’s just that…” you hesitated, while looking down at your legs. “I-”

Right as you were about to explain the sudden self-consciousness and discomfort you were feeling, the hostess called the next four parties up to come inside, which included you guys. 

You decided to drop the issue and followed the people in front of you inside the cafe. Bokuto followed, with a pondering look on his face. Until it finally hit him, remembering how hesitant you were to wear that dress today.

You followed the hostess to a table in the center of the seating area, indicating that that’s where you and Bokuto were going to dine at. 

You thanked her as she walked off to get you guys glasses of water. You took note of how the cafe was packed to the brim and the surrounding tables were full of conversation and laughter, making you feel more anxious.

You became lightheaded and your heavy breathing picked itself up again. Even though no one was particularly staring at you, you felt every glance towards you was a piercing glare. You needed to sit down immediately to rest your head on the table.

As you were about to sit down, Bokuto pulls your head into his chest and whispers in your ear, “It’s okay babe. You’re alright, I’m here.” He kisses your temple and pulls out your chair for you to sit in. 

Before you could even speak, he takes off his sweater and places it on your lap; large enough to cover your thighs and legs, leaving only your ankles exposed. 

You gave him a soft smile and held his hand on the table. “Thank you, Bo.”

“Of course babe. Just let me know if you feel uncomfy again and we can leave right away. I love you.” 

You wanted to tear up on the spot from his response, but resisted and just replied back. “I love you too.”

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Iwaizumi

You absolutely dread public speaking. (more than anything)

Especially when it's in front of a class with over 30 students. 

Today was the day, where you had to present your English poem analysis to the class.

You were lucky that presentations like this weren’t thrown at you all the time, but you unfortunately had a few projects that needed to be presented every now and then. This poem analysis being one of them.

You felt anxious from the moment you woke up to the second you sat down in class.

But before class, you met up with your boyfriend, Iwazumi.

He is very observant and will call you out on any strange behavior and that morning was one of those instances.

Then he saw the papers in your hands and remembered the English presentation that you had told him about a few weeks prior. 

The day you had been fearing the most for the past few weeks had finally come. You sat up on your bed, already feeling queasy. The grumble noises your empty stomach made filled the entire room. 

You cringed at that sound and started getting ready for school. Taking a quick shower, brushing your teeth, and putting on some light makeup all were things that you enjoyed since getting ready was one of your favorite things to do. But today, you couldn’t help but groan every minute that you were in the bathroom. 

You went downstairs and looked inside the pantry. Normally, you’d easily go for a bowl of cereal or a banana and an oatmeal cookie. But, you were too nervous to eat something that morning. 

So, you just grabbed a granola bar and a bottle of water, stuffed it in your bag, then made your way to school.

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As you were nearing the school front gates, you kept your head down, twiddling your fingers around. Your mind was occupied with all the ways your presentation could go wrong. 

What if you stutter too much? What if you forget everything? What if you don’t speak loud enough?

Those overbearing thoughts were interrupted as your spiky-haired boyfriend stopped in your tracks with a small grin. 

“Hey!” he said, arms out to pull you in for a hug.

His sudden appearance caught you off guard as you let out a hesitant “Oh.. hey”

His upturned smile immediately turned to a frown. He furrowed his eyebrows in concern.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked while grabbing both of your hands that you had been previously fiddling with. 

“Oh uh… nothing!” you said, putting up a fake smile to dismiss his follow up questions you felt coming. You pulled out your phone to check the time. 8:04 AM. 

“Ooh, uh gotta go babe! Need to meet up with a friend!” you said as an excuse to ditch your boyfriend to head to the bathroom to hide. 

You bolted from his sight so quickly that he wasn’t able to make out which direction you went. He walked inside the building, walking to your locker to hopefully find you there. But, you weren’t.

You sped-walked towards the girls bathroom on the second floor across from the library. Luckily, no one was in there except for two girls who were making their way out. You sighed in relief and walked to the empty stall in the corner of the bathroom. You locked yourself in and leaned your back against the wall. Your heart started beating at an abnormally fast rate and you felt the sudden urge to just bawl your eyes out right then and there. Then, your phone buzzed with a notification from your boyfriend.

Iwa-baby <3: babe! where are you? tried looking for you around your locker and your friend’s classroom but you weren’t there? what’s wrong???? you okay?

You stared at the text and realized that maybe your boyfriend could help you ease your mind if you explained what was up. 

You: hey, could you meet me at the library? 

Your complete disregard of his questions left him in a confused state. Nonetheless, he rushed through the crowded halls to get to the second floor. Once, he reached the final step, he saw you nervously pacing around outside the entrance of the library. 

He rushed to you, tapping your shoulder. “Y/n? What’s up? Everything okay?” he said with a genuinely concerned look on his face. 

You were unable to blurt any words out and instead you tightly wrapped your arms around his waist and lightly let your tears flow, face pressed up against his chest. 

“Y/n…. What’s wrong baby?” he asked hugging you in return, one hand on your lower back and the other gently patting your head. 

“I’m so fucking nervous for my presentation..” you sniffled. But you quickly lifted your head off his chest and wiped your tears away. You felt pathetic crying over a simple presentation, but you just couldn’t help but overthink the possibilities of everything going wrong. “I know it’ll last like five minutes max, but still I-”

“Baby. Hey… look at me.” he cut you off while lifting your chin up to face him. He cupped your cheeks and pulled you close, inches away from his. 

You blink at him with watery eyes and a soft smile falls upon his lips. “You’re amazing, you know that? It’s okay to feel nervous. But, I got you okay…” he said while rubbing away your remaining tears with his thumb.

His comfort made you feel warm. But, that didn’t take away the fact that you were still tense about your presentation in 30 minutes. 

You didn’t give an answer, but instead let out a sigh. 

“Hey, you got this okay. If you want I’ll ask to use the bathroom during class, so I can just stand by the doorway of your class and watch you. Just look at me if you’re stuck” he suggested. 

You met his eyes. “Would you, please?”

“Of course.” he replied, then kissing you on your forehead. “Then, after school I’ll take you out to eat. We have no practice today anyway. Sound good?”

Your eyes widened as you enjoyed the sound of that. “Yes! Thank you Haji” you said as you pulled him back for a hug.

You said goodbye to your boyfriend when the bell for class rang. You took a deep breath and entered your classroom. After about 25 minutes of watching others present, it was finally your turn. Your friend smiled and gave you a thumbs up. 

You walked to the front of the class, palms sweating and shaky breathing. You clutched onto your papers as you began reading. You paused for a brief moment, swallowed to prep yourself for the next wave of words that you were going to read. You began to feel tense all over again, until you looked up from your papers to see your boyfriend leaning against the doorway of your classroom, along with Oikawa. They both gave you the brightest grins and lightly jumped up and down whilst silently cheering you on. 

You resisted chuckling from this dorky act. You smiled at them and brought your attention back to the poem. Somehow, their support from a distance made you speak fluently, make proper eye contact with your teacher and fellow classmates as you explained your well-written analysis. 

Once you finished, the class applauded as you quickly walked back to your seat. You finished in time to see Iwa and Oikawa waving you off and walking back to their classes. Your teacher complimented your analysis which gave you a small sigh of relief, that you had finally gotten over it. 

You felt a silent buzz from your phone in your pocket and you pulled it out, trying not to make it obvious.

Iwa-baby <3: YUUHHH BABYY YOU DID THAT SHIT I'M SO PROUD OF U !!!!!!!!! sooo.. where do you wanna eat later?? :)

You were about to reply until you received another text notification from someone else.

Oikawaaa: you sounded so intelligent y/n…. that was really good!

You couldn’t help but smile at the sweet praise you were receiving, this time not holding back.

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