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I dreamed that there was a rote game and you could switch between playing as Fitz and Beloved which is really cool and all but you first had to find Beloved in this huge ass mansion while hearing him ominously monologue about sth and when I found him he was doing push ups dressed as Lord Golden
any game devs wanna make this?
#also everything was like oblivion quality so it was extra cursed#i woke up so confused so i had to share this#like someone psychoanalyse me pls#rote#rote shitposting#i guess
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reposting a meta i did under someone else's post bc people have been asking me to psychoanalyse aomine or kagami and i think nobody saw this one :( anyway @cemetery14 's original post is here!
jumping on for a second to talk about this bc it's so important to me. i'm not trying to mansplain aomine daiki here but his attitude is one of my fav parts of knb so pls excuse me if i say something obvious HSDHSDJH
just as a preface, i spoke about aomine's sense of security in the people he loves HERE, in the context of my aokaga fics. it's mostly hc because it talks about his parents whom we don't get to see in canon, but i'm fairly confident in this analysis to discuss this angle without referencing to that. i founded the parent hcs on how he acts with momoi.
SO. let's discuss aomine's relationships first and foremost. in the series, aomine refers to THREE people by their first names, and he does it exclusively when he feels comfortable and/or friendly with someone enough that they've earnt it. unlike with some of the other characters, he doesn't do it to get a rise out of anyone by assuming familiarity, and he doesn't do it to make fun.
he calls kuroko tetsu when kuroko proves that not only does he love basketball as much as he does, but that he's a good person and someone aomine feels he can trust. even when they fall out, even when aomine believes that kuroko must hate him, and he wants to hate kuroko for his naive view of basketball, he still calls him tetsu. he doesn't waver at all, not around other people, or shouting his name at the top of his lungs from the back of an arena. kuroko is tetsu. it's a badge of honour.
momoi is his childhood best friend and someone he does not believe will ever leave. she is, and has been for over ten years by the time the show starts, satsuki. in my view, he treats momoi as one would a sister, almost, because he treats her honestly pretty badly with no expectation that she's taking him seriously. he's surprised when he makes her cry (like in the rain when she's suggesting he pull out of a competition due to injury), because yeah he's calling her ugly and telling her to fuck off and all of that, but there's an unbreakable bond underlying his meanness that aomine trusts won't break. he shouldn't treat his friends like this, but i'm just trying to come at this from his perspective. he expresses his love for her quietly, but it's there.
as i said in my linked hc post, aomine does not believe that he has to do anything special in order to earn the love of those he trusts. he does not believe that their love is conditional, he does not think that it's linked to his skill or status as a prodigy. for better or for worse, he feels known by these people, and therefore, he's immature about responsibilities and regularly acts up around the people he loves. he ditches people, he shirks chores, and he genuinely does not care about annoying or bothering people.
and now we come to sakurai. aomine and sakurai have a faaascinating dynamic. they're classmates as well as teammates, but i'd love to know how they started talking. neither of them have the kind of personality to just sit next to the other bc they're in basketball club together. sakurai appears skittish, insecure, wet, pathetic, we love you sakurai but you have a reputation. and it's bullshit. sakurai's "drawback", what makes him look weak in the eyes of those around him, is in his need to please others. he takes it bitterly personally when he does something wrong, or he believes he does something wrong, quickly reducing to tears and the classic "i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i don't want to live! i deserve to die!" spiel he usually descends to. but in clutch mode, in his favourite sport, sakurai can be just as arrogant as the rest of touou. he has the confidence to make threes against strong opponents instead of just passing to the prodigal ace. he wants to score points. he isn't interested in proving himself to anyone, he already knows that he's great.
sakurai's actual personality, rather than his perceived one, is probably what draws aomine to him. i can very easily imagine that they're in a game early on, and sakurai looks like he's about to get into trouble with the opposing team who are picking on him a little. but instead of crumbling, he gives them the most disgraceful look of disrespect, and scores an amazing three. it's a moment like that which would make aomine interested, and as he pays more attention, he'd notice other things he also would like. sakurai is kind, he loves basketball, and he is not afraid of aomine. he's not afraid of his skill, however much he is impressed by it, and he doesn't see aomine is someone to prove himself to or compete with. sakurai honestly doesn't seem like he thinks about aomine much at all. which aomine would like. he's also a great cook. again, my idea is that they were eating together, and aomine is looming because he kinda wants to make friends but isn't quite sure yet, and sakurai offers him a little food. you know, like the neighbourhood cat? anyway. once he's had some, he wants to have more, and so, a friendship occurs.
sakurai's food making is one of his more beloved traits in his team, and everyone is comfortable enough with him to snatch and steal etc. like wakamatsu eating all the fucking lemons so aomine wouldn't get any. my fav team. stupid idiots. there are instances were sakurai expresses that he wishes they wouldn't (like the cursed replace novel where aomine eats all sakurai's food he made for the team during a study session to do aomine's homework, without him knowing, and when he discovers an empty fridge, he starts crying and has to be comforted), but overall his protestations are, in my opinion, coming from modesty rather than actual discomfort. sakurai is a strong enough person not to have people walk all over him, he simply doesn't mind being useful to a team he has grown to love and respect.
sakurai is the third person aomine refers to by his first name. sakurai earns this in his basketball skill, he earns it in how he stares fearlessly and disgracefully at nonbelieving opponents. the food definitely helps, but aomine wouldn't have just stolen a stranger's food. he doesn't view sakurai as weak. he doesn't bully him. wakamatsu may think that aomine is bullying him or taking advantage of him, but aomine isn't like that. he doesn't take advantage of the weak, he protects them. like the lady's bag getting snatched. like fighting haizaki when he knew his friends couldn't (not that he thinks they're weak, it's just that their hands were tied). i don't think i've seen him ever take advantage of anyone like that. he certainly takes advantage of friendships as i've mentioned above, but it feels different to me. idk maybe i'm just an aomine excuser at this point. it'll happen again.
for someone who doesn't sincerely smile much, btw, look at how he is in that scene with sakurai:
sakurai: but... this is... aomine: huh? sakurai: sorry, go ahead!
i think this dialogue is less aomine bullying his way into sakurai's bento, and more sakurai realising that the neighbourhood cat is getting more comfortable with him. would he have told him to get lost? probably not. but he doesn't move away when aomine's near, and he isn't flinching or worried about anything bad happening. if anything, his eyes closing when aomine's draped all over him shows, to me, that he's sort of accepting his fate, bc he knows aomine's not gonna do anything but take the good bits of his bento (not a bully. wakamatsu. please calm down). in fact, look at aomine's reaction when wakamatsu tries defending sakurai, whom he believes is getting kinda bullied here:
first, he checks on sakurai. look, he's fine. sakurai cries at everything, he's calm here. he hasn't overstepped any boundaries. but to me, aomine's first words being a reply to wakamatsu's claims that he should be at practise, and not about stealing food, suggests that aomine hasn't actually considered that he could be doing anything wrong enough to rile wakamatsu up this much. it has gotta be about coming to practise. he stops eating sakurai's bento and tries to leave. i think he'd probably be embarrassed by the idea that he could bully anyone. mean as he is, selfish as he is, aomine's good at heart. he'd definitely think his whole team was stupid as fuck if they believed that aomine would bully sakurai, or degrade him in any way. aomine's just showing that he's comfortable with him in the only way he tends to: by being a little shit.
phew! aomine brain dump out of the way. let's discuss haizaki more briefly because haizaki is a lot of fun, but he's not as fun to talk about as aomine.
i think it's a super interesting, deliberate choice to introduce aomine as a nuisance and then haizaki as a nuisance in a similar setting. aomine's food stealing, to me, looks like it's founded on habit and friendship. he doesn't view sakurai as weak and pathetic, and i think already by that point is calling him ryou, so they're solid friends. aomine is a definite loner and doesn't seem to want friends, but ryou is one of them. one of three, as i mentioned, whom he refers to by first name.
haizaki's entrance in the food hall is different because he doesn't have that base level of friendship with kuroko at all. from memory, he calls people by their first names and it makes them uncomfortable. that's likely why he does it. he is big on disrupting the balance of things. i know he hates the generation of miracles, i know he hates team play and friendship dynamics (likely because he finds it difficult to relate to people like that, and to forgive when someone does something that he finds annoying or weak). haizaki does prey on the weak. he's a menace to women walking around at night, he's a menace to kise in their match (his views on kise are super interesting but i don't wanna get into them now, but he does view kise as weak). and he definitely thinks kuroko's weak. it's no surprise that he targets kuroko's plate (this is all from memory so i'm hoping i'm right lmao).
haizaki's food stealing is a power play. look at what i can do, i can take what i want. you can't do shit about it. when called out for it, he says this:
(mido said fuck YOUUUUU aomine) now, i don't think this is actually haizaki believing that aomine is doing it for the same reasons he is. i don't think haizaki gives a shit, and he just sees aomine making a fuss and wants to cause trouble. (side note: aomine's i only take when i'm hungry is so funny. he's saying i'm DYING before i steal from my friends!!! that's so stupid. he's such a pain. but he's never going to say "i only steal from my best friends" because that is crazy talk, this is still aomine, whether he's 12 or whatever.)
murasakibara complains, drawing himself into haizaki's zone of interest, and then haizaki shows he doesn't give a fuck by talking only of the food. i am SURE there are translation issues to be taken into consideration, but haizaki's word choice at face value is: a) your fried chicken looks good too, b) that's mine now. essentially: the fuck are you gonna do about it? he likely doesn't view mura as weak, i think here he's just willing to fight for it. mura plays defence and haizaki loses interest.
haizaki seeks to remind them that he isn't emotionally invested in any of this shit, he just takes what he wants to because he can. it's a power play, and everyone knows it.
the fact that it's aomine putting up a fight about not stealing food is telling to how different they are. it doesn't matter that aomine thinks he only steals when he's hungry so it's alright, if he even does view it like that at all (aomine has a history of talking shit and lying sooo). aomine sets them apart by making it clear that he doesn't have any ulterior motives. haizaki is very quick to announce that he does. he isn't doing it because he has to, he's stealing and being a general menace because he wants to. and he tends to target either those he views as weak, or those he knows will fight him.
i wonder why he didn't take from akashi? i wonder whether it's a testament to nijimura's fighting skills or that haizaki didn't fight back when nijimura beat him up?
anyway. i'm so sorry i wrote an essay on your post. i love this topic obviously and i'm critically insane.
#aomine daiki#aomine#haizaki shougo#haizaki#knb#kuroko's basketball#meta#hcs#HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII i hope i didnt come off as needy when i said no one saw it IHDSJDHS i meant that i posted it at#shit o'clock and felt too embarrassed to rb it to show anyone againg djshdsjhdjh#long post#i love characters who are mean because they usually have reasons for it#i actually like haizaki too i think he's fun#but i wouldnt go into his tag. do you get it#like full respect to you if you find this in the haizaki tag but im not brave enough#i dont WANT to know the fandom opinion of him#i could not face the reader x fics either i think JSDHJHSDJ
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(established relationship) Hotch wakes up to Spencer blowing him under the duvet....
Hello Star, my lovely co-writer of the Grease AU and long-suffering friend who watches me write Rodent Horrors with a pained expression!
Here is some NICE sucky sucky <3 With a small side plate of sort of little shit Spencer because of course he is. Also a brief mention of moon sex. Idk what that dream says about Hotch… someone psychoanalyse this man in the comments pls xxxx
Sunday Morning (E)
Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Established Relationships, Morning Sex
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The dream finds himself slowly waking from was a pleasurable one, where he’d gently been fucking his boyfriend. It had been on the moon, but neither of them really seemed to mind. Aaron’s just about to roll over and see if he can convince Spencer to make that dream real- well, without the moon part- when he realises that he can still feel something on his cock.
Not just something. A mouth.
One quick glance to the side confirms it all. Spencer’s not in his usual position; his pillow is dented slightly and the covers on his side of the bed have been pushed back.
He feels the mouth on his cock swallow him down deeper, making him gasp. Slowly, Aaron moves the duvet aside, revealing a wild-haired Spencer with a look in his eyes that suggests a self-satisfied smirk.
“Good morning,” Aaron murmurs.
Spencer hums, moving his head up and deliberately swirling his tongue around Aaron’s tip in the way he knows drives him crazy.
This, Aaron decides, must be the sort of life that Roman Emperors used to lead. Waking up gently to a beautifully practiced mouth on them in a comfortable bed, instead of having to get up at 5am to solve some horrific case across the country. He wouldn’t mind getting used to this.
Spencer doesn’t seem as though he’d mind either, as he picks up his pace enthusiastically, watching the way Aaron’s chest shakes and tenses as he groans. He always enjoys giving head, loves how he can make Aaron fall apart so quickly, and this morning is clearly no different.
When Spencer starts to pick up his pace, hollowing his cheeks as he continues, Aaron twists one hand into the sheets with a low moan. Perhaps it’s the element of surprise, but he seems to be far closer than he usually would. Spencer, of course, knows every one of his movements intimately, has them all catalogued in his mind. He’s clearly proud of himself as he looks up at his partner, slowly blinking in a near-perfect mime of innocence as he takes in the way he’s managing to ruin his partner.
“God- you’re too good at this-'' Aaron gasps. There’s some vague notion of stubbornness makes him want to try and hold on a little longer, but then Spencer somehow manages to intensify it with every movement, and that fleeting idea becomes impossible. He doesn’t need to warn Spencer that he’s about to cum; Aaron knows that it can be read in every flicker of his face.
Besides, it’s not like Spencer ever pulled off. Today, of course, is no exception.
Once Aaron’s finished, throwing his head back on the pillow with a sigh, Spencer sits back up, wiping his mouth with a smile.
“Good morning to you too. That’s got to be better than an alarm clock, hasn’t it?”
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2.2 spoilers below :
my most important takeaway from this patch is that my boy got a cinematic okay thank you please admire how beautiful he is
now as for the nitty gritty
why did hoyo have to choose to mention oswaldo when i started considering his ass like how can i say no now smh this clearly shows that he's going to be integral into the game so i don't know the likelihood but i feel like someone who's been so prominent in aventurine and boothill's history won't be plastered onto an npc and he may be playable in the future ( pls hoyo i want to see his model so i can write him cause i cannot choose fcs to save my life )
additionally extremely important is jingheng they simply stole the show
also the wife is safe and sound ( unless diamond decides to demote him ) and i screamed so loudly when i saw the ip3 like those are my pookies
the screwtio moment had me kicking my legs as well
i self-indulgently want to point out this line and i'm not even going to state the implications it should be obvious
furthermore i love boothill he's so stupid and danhill is on the horizon
we got a sneaky little dancae too what a win
argentio in penacony is another highlight like just look at them and their unparalleled beauty
friendly reminder this is what argenti said about aventurine btw
sunday was undeniably beautiful but i think he needs to be psychoanalysed or immediately admitted into therapy ( unpacking him as a whole is going to be an essay of at least 3000 words )
lastly i would like to address that this clockie puppet has aventurine's eyes and i don't know the implications of that
#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝#this post is literally all 2.2 spoilers please don't click the read below unless you've finished#there is absolutely no analysis or critical insight it's just my sporadic thoughts#because i simply cannot process what i just witnessed#like there was so much in so little time#the amount of lore that was packed in was crazy#i need to sit down and rewatch a playthrough to digest and dissect everything#but i needed to get these out before i exploded
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I just want someone to tell me what they think this says about me and the way I think
Psychoanalyse me pls!!
I'm trying to design a solution for a product update at work and the only way I can think through what I know and my end goal is to write out every thought in my head like a conversation.
Like: "so I know a is a distribution of b, which means c will be.... but then if my output is this, how can I store and feed this to the optimiser? ok but that approach has the following limitations. And so now that we could move forward with this solution, what about the client giving us a different type of model, then what????!!"
Like I can just continue writing for ages until I need to google another thing and so on.
Is this common? What does this mean regarding my problem-solving style and general way of thinking?
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someone pls psychoanalyse my ex with me. why did he unfollow me on every platform (didn't remove me as a follower), like my story with his finsta (that he'd already seen on his main even tho he said he would mute me....) then unfollow me from his finsta. and all this while still following all his other exes and failed talking stages/situationships.
literally a week after practically begging for my attention by constantly liking my shit while we were supposed to do no contact. what is the reason why does he behave in this way
#likeeeeeee. kinda makes him look like a bitch#little bitch baby who (HIS WORDS) wants to die when he sees my posts#i thought you werent in love w me so whats all this drama for#getting over me not going as well as you'd like ???? jesus christ#you managed to keep the mutual with ur other exes whats going on do u miss me that bad. do you hate yourself ?#txt#(of course i violently sobbed for an hour when i found out)#(doing better now but only just because i've had a constant stream of distractions since)
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damn evil tournament, you're getting some really good asks. the prev anon who talked about the branded pairs and chemistry and directions I love them so much they should know this because they kinda psychoanalysed fans behaviour when they say 'I like this ship's acting' and 'I like this ship' cuz they two are very different things. I love how they pointed out that if you like a ship there's a higher probability that you'll like their series but if you're sane enough (which I guess some are not or they just have other preferences) you'll be able to tell apart if it's the ship you like or is it their acting.
also singto!!!! no one was talking about singto. tho I haven't watched much of his later series other than both sotus, hctm, and the painting thingey series, I loved his work!!
also prev anon pls tell the names. you're anon anyways please spill more we all wanna know 😃
also bestie I agree on the neomark thing. they're accidental gems!!! they should do series single-ly And together too!
I know, right?! Everyone is so eloquent and full of ideas, I just love how much we can all bring to the table. You guys are the best!!!
Honestly - and I’m mostly speaking from personal experience as someone who doesn't speak Thai - I'm sure the language barrier contributes at least to some degree to what gets recognised as good or bad acting aside from some impressively bad performances (don't ask me which, I'm genuinely not thinking about anything specific rn). It is also generally very true that affection for a specific actor or pairing can in some instances influence the judgement on any specific show. It's quite the balancing act in my opinion, further clouded by how much 'shippability' factors into what someone is Iooking for in a series.
WE. WANT. NAMES!! 😂
I just love that NeoMark manage to unite everyone 🥰 (they said, only minutes away from receiving the most scating critique of NeoMark ever known to man probably).
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For the OC picrew game!!! Hmmm..... after a bit of thinking, here's one!! This is Juno London!! Their pronouns are they/he/it!
!! ooh, okay, okay.... Juno London.... what a cool name....!
so, assumptions-wise, I am going to get Highly Specific and probably wildly inaccurate but here we go :3
they're part of?? some kind of group and they're the leader maybe? his investigative skills are off the charts and he loves a good mystery........ or maybe he's just involved in a good mystery, either by chance or by choice? either way! Juno London is an alias it adopted at some point a few years ago? I think it has some kind of special ability or psychic power. n they like spicy food? they also like to be cool and mysterious, and are very private about their life. also judging by the bags under his eyes he needs to get some good rest pls and thx
anyway that was probably super off the mark BUT thank you for the ask :D Juno seems real cool I like his bee shirt..... and his general vibes.....!
#i was gonna talk abt like............ personality and stuff a bit more in these answers n like....#try n psychoanalyse picrews xD but then i just started being like#''this character gives me the vibe of someone who always reads the newspaper'' or ''I think this character's favourite colour is green''#bc. that's fun too#but yes pls tell me of the Juno
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@elsker-evens tagged me to post my favourite movies!!! 💕💕💕
I am tagging @azulasrights @j-purplesunsets-rainydays @superdanys @saybiforme @sixovcrowns @dana-song @naslostcontrol @mostlykind and anyone else who sees this and wants to do this!!!! Also feel free to ignore 💕🥰
#I couldn't decide what order to do these in so I just kinda went rainbow lmao#Also hdhdbdhhdhdhdjhdhdjdv YES im a massive child#There's loads of movies I love btt these are my ultimate comfort movies#Like i love them and care about them à lot#And rewatch them over and over and still love them#Long post#About me#Btw pls do do this if you see it! I wanted to tag so many more people but I ohysically stopped myself#So if you se this!!! I want you to do it!#Someone Psychoanalyse me and tell me what the similarities are with all these movies and why I like them so much XD
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⤑ made-up love song drabbles
Seokjin tells his therapist he might have a little crush on you
kim seokjin x reader warnings; this drabble takes place during a therapy session but it entails a light hearted conversation words; 1,773 words
↪︎ read the series here / and drabbles here
“It definitely seems like a crush, Seokjin,” Mrs. Shin nodded, the slightest of smiles lifting her lips as she looked across at him, her glasses perched a little way down the bridge of her nose. She was teasing him. He knew her well enough by now. He’d been having a session a week for the past three years.
Admittedly at first he’d been sceptical. It was policy at the company. With such a stressful and demanding position he needed to have someone on hand to talk to regularly, just in case it all became too much, so he was unable to turn it down even if he had wanted to at first. He’d never been one for talking about his feelings, choosing to deal with them himself. He wasn’t a fan of sharing, not wanting to be a burden or risk unloading his troubles onto someone who didn’t really want to hear it but didn’t have the heart to tell him. He was still like that now in ways, but he figured this was Mrs. Shin’s – Chaewon’s – job, so she had to have a passion for it, right? Helping people…
And helped him she had. He didn’t know where he’d be if it wasn’t for her. She’d been there for him tremendously over the years, especially with his divorce and the strains of being apart from Arin. He was a busy man so these visits couldn’t be in person most of the time, usually done over phone call, sometimes video, but today he’d felt like getting out of the office. Taking a long lunch to confess something he hadn’t even had the balls to tell Namjoon, his best friend of twenty years.
See, the thing was, he had found himself in a bind. It had been two weeks since he’d backed out into your car. Two weeks since he’d embarrassingly taken it upon himself to take said car and pay his mechanic to fix the damage. Two weeks since he’d last seen you, waving you off at the subway station he’d driven you to, and two weeks since he’d been unable to stop thinking about you. He had it bad, and he had no idea if he was deluding himself or not. I might have a little crush, had been his opening line, and it made him want the floor to open up and swallow him whole.
He groaned quite loudly (definitely dramatically), throwing his head back. “But it sounds so juvenile.”
He wasn’t in high school. He was a near forty year old man, with a child. Crushes were for teenagers. In fact, the last time he’d had one he’d been in 9th grade. Moon Dabin, the daughter of one of his father’s friends. It hadn’t ended well, his feelings left unrequited which he feared was happening this time around too. Not that they were feelings per se. That would be foolish. He didn’t even know you properly. This was just an… attraction?
“Well, what else would you call it?” Chaewon chuckled, now not even bothering to try and hide her amusement.
“I have no idea.” He admitted. “I’m just…” he trailed off, feeling like an idiot having to say the words aloud. “I’m just very attracted to her, and I feel this sense of…” – another pause as he tried to think of the correct word – “admiration towards her?”
That didn’t seem right, or it sounded weird, something like that. You were dedicated to your job. The parent teacher meeting had made it obvious just how much you loved teaching. You also had this… tenacity about you. You were feisty, scrappy. He felt out of his depth around you, but oddly relaxed at the same time. He respected you. Not that he didn’t respect everyone, but well – God, what was going on with him? He liked you. It was plain and simple. It didn’t matter if you were virtually a stranger.
“I just like her.”
“What do you like about her?” Chaewon pressed, smiling innocently. “You know, other than her face.”
Seokjin shook his head with a slight chuckle. “She just has this way about her.” You made him laugh. You made him awkward. You made him flirty, as embarrassing as that was to admit. “I mean, I’ve seen her a grand total of three times but each time has been…fun.”
The older woman in front of him raised an eyebrow. “Fun?”
“Different.” He explained with a nod. “There was something there, possibly.” He didn’t want to delude himself after all. “I think we built up some kind of rapport.”
“You mean you were flirting.”
“Possibly.” That word again. “I mean, it’s been a long time since I tried, so I may have been doing it very wrong.”
Chaewon stifled a laugh as she shrugged. “Well, if she was flirting back.”
“I don’t know if she was.” He replied unsurely. “She was kind of annoyed at me, because I wouldn’t let her pay me back for the car but I think it was in a playful way.” He paused, thinking some more. “She let me give her a ride to the subway so she can’t think I’m that bad, right?”
Chaewon hummed in consideration. “Maybe it beat getting lost.” The look of horror on his face made her laugh. “I’m just kidding, Seokjin.” She didn’t give him time to reply, lacing her fingers together as she viewed him. “I say, why don’t you ask her out for dinner.”
“D-dinner?” He more of less spluttered, his shirt collar now feeling dangerously tight against his neck. “Like some kind of date?”
“Mm hm.”
He shook his head, “I can’t.” He was adamant. “It just seems… I’m not – I haven’t dated in a while, and besides, she’s Arin’s teacher.” It would be completely unprofessional. He couldn’t.
“Not for long though, right?”
Seokjin pursed his lips. “Correct.” Damn him for being too easy with the information he’d already handed out. Chaewon had been pushing him to date for the longest time. She was loving this, the chance perfect.
“I’m too busy.” He insisted, but he knew it was an excuse. “What with work and Arin living with me now. It’s just not very plausible.”
“I’m sure you can make time for one little date. Unless…” Chaewon paused to look at him pointedly, “you’re holding out for more?”
“No!” His exclamation was loud. “I just… If things – Never mind,” he ended with a groan, flustered now. His face felt hot. His ears too.
Chaewon sighed gently. “Seokjin, you deserve some time for yourself too. I think dating will do you some good.”
There she went again.
“It’s been what, two years?” Seokjin answered her question with a nod, knowing what she was alluding to. “Don’t you think it’s time to put yourself out there?”
He hesitated. Deep down he knew she was talking sense. While not exactly minding the fact he was single, a companionship sounded nice. A romantic one at that. But who would want a divorced father? He wasn’t exactly a catch now was he?
“What could go wrong?” Chaewon prompted, sensing his reluctance.
“What if she’s married?”
He may or may not have already looked for a ring that Saturday afternoon you’d dropped off his car… Was that a strange thing to do? He hadn’t seen one, but that didn’t mean anything.
“Then she’ll simply tell you that and you’ll have to get over your little crush.”
If you were married, he’d feel like such a fool getting his hopes up like this, and if you weren’t, chances were you were already in a relationship. “What if she’s not interested in going for dinner?” He figured they were valid concerns. He hadn’t asked out a woman in near a decade, and even then it wasn’t comparable because he had known Nana was interested already.
“Again, she’ll let you know,” Chaewon smiled.
“Do you think she might be interested?” The thought of getting turned down would not only dent his ego, but he’d be extremely disappointed too. He really did like you. Maybe getting another woman’s perspective would do him good. “You know, from what I’ve told you,” he added.
Chaewon’s smile grew, gaze casting downwards as she began to tease him. “Well, with the rapport you’ve built up, and the way she was annoyed at you but playfully, then maybe.”
He couldn’t help but chuckle, rubbing his fingers back and forth along his jaw. “Shit, you’re setting me up for failure.”
“I don’t think I am,” she said, shaking her head to turn serious. “From what you’ve told me, and granted she’s single, I think you’re in with a fighting chance.”
Seokjin liked the sound of that. “So you don’t think she’s still holding a grudge against me?”
“For what, stealing her car?”
“If you want to call it that.” He didn’t even try to fight it today. He already knew Chaewon’s views on the matter. She’d been appalled to find out that he’d just gotten his mechanic to tow away your car like that. Of course, he understood his mistake now, but back then he was blindsided, hellbent on sorting out the mess he’d caused.
“I guess possibly she can hold a grudge and be attracted to you at the same time,” Chaewon replied almost cryptically, but Seokjin was too distracted by the latter half. He hoped you were attracted to him, just as much as he was attracted to you.
“That reminds me,” Chaewon clapped her hands suddenly, gaining his attention back. “We should probably use some of this session to go over that impulsiveness you sometimes struggle with.”
Psychoanalysing himself did not sound like fun right now. Not when he had to make a decision about asking you out for dinner or not. Maybe he needed that impulsiveness right now…
“However, from the look on your face, I see you want to keep talking about Y/N.”
The sound of your name made him grin. It was such a pretty name, suited you well. Maybe he could do this. Date. It didn’t have to be a big deal. It didn’t have to be scary.
“Chaewon, do you think I’m ready to start dating?” He asked in all seriousness, as if he didn’t know her answer.
“I have been saying it for months now, yes,” his therapist nodded, but her voice was gentle. She understood his hesitance, she knew him very well.
“Right,” he murmured, lowering his head feeling a little bashful.
“So,” she nudged softly, “you better hurry, or you’ll be all out of chances. You did say the summer fate is tomorrow, didn’t you?”
Shit. He definitely told her too much.
Written 2020 - 2021. Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed. © floralseokjin 2021
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#I really need to keep watching American Gods because my bingewatch was interrupted#but i watched further than the episode that was all about Laura Moon#and I was reflecting that 1000x more than Mary Winchester she has character traits I intensely recognise in a friend#and general relatable angst to me as well#(we were BFFs for a reason I guess :P)#and I friggin' love Laura Moon and also it turns out she's ALSO in the exact same (physical) age bracket as Mary#and is an example of an unfridged character of quite epic proportions#anyway I think that episode about Laura was a fantastic character study in depth of everything I've been seeing in Mary all season#and I just remembered because I saw Mary wank on my dash struggling to understand her#so I would actually recommend watching at least as far as the Laura Moon episode/skipping to it#because I am FASCINATED by her and it was like watching a meta on how I've been reading Mary#also how many more un-fridged women are there out there and is this a Trope and why is it relatable#someone pls psychoanalyse me this is too deep and personal for me :P#lol#Mary F Winchester#(hence the dot post also because wank adjacent and I'm not presenting a single solid thought)#(except: I need to finish watching American Gods once I have peace and quiet)
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Gonna drop my psychoanalysis haha- you're a communications student because you are fascinated by how people are connected with each other and are really sweet and kind both irl and to your mutuals online, you love little mix and you love the colours yellow and purple and you LOVE paper rings and you are a poetry admirer (which is so cool btw) and love words and everything literary and you are insightful and have really good opinions on things and take genuine interest in other people's lives which is so amazing! I think you're someone who loves chocolate a lot and probably prefers a cold cozy weather where you can stay in too!! Let's hope I'm correct about some stuff ♥
you are correct about everything sweet anon ✨ I am definitely a poetry admirer, I love finding new beautiful pieces (so if you ever see any good ones pls send them to me). I do love chocolate and you are correct I prefer cold weather because I don’t like heat that much
send anons psychoanalysing me
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imma be real with you, one of the big reasons i haven't like actually ever made a move on any of the (few) guys ive been attracted to is because the idea of having to introduce them to my friends/fam or having to meet his freaks me the fuck out. i need everyone to stay on their side of the fence and never meet and the idea of inviting someone to cross that boundary sends me into a panic lmao
i accidentally got real deep and heavy and wrote a whole ass essay pls forgive me like i’m going thru therapy right now so i keep psychoanalysing every single thing lol
also u don’t need to read it and respond to everything AT ALL like i don’t even know what this is im so sorry lolol xxxx
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yes i’m the same!!!! i worry constantly about different people in my life meeting each other, not just boys. Like i hate my parents meeting my friends, two of my friends who don’t know each other meeting each other... everything.
I think for me personally it’s cause i have this deep urge to control how people perceive me, and because I can’t do that all the time, I deal w/ it by being closed off and hiding things? And maybe cuz a person’s close friends + family are an extension of who they are it feels like the guy would be seeing a v personal part of me? I’m not entirely sure. It feels like the not-letting-him-follow-me-on-insta until-the-other-day debacle all over again 😫😫😫
ok i’m abt to get v v real for a second....
I also feel like I present a slightly different image of myself to different groups/people in my life (everyone does this to an extent but i feel like i have a real tendency for it) and i get worried when they come together cause they’re gonna be like uhhhhh... this doesn’t add up. i literally just adapt to the company I’m in at any given moment cause i’m cancer sun libra moon lol and i worry it comes off as me being fake but it’s actually just cause i’m a chronic people pleaser and it’s a survival instinct??😫😂 Like I’m usually good when i have to meet their friends, cause i can kinda talk to anyone. Also - this sounds AWFUL and i’m not meaning it to be at all so pls understand - I've found that i can kinda coast through the first meetings on my looks because i find that unfortunately (or fortunately) that being pretty often tends to be enough for a guy’s parents and friends (if they’re also guys) to be satisfied with me. It makes me feel like shit when i think too deep into it, but uhhhh.... yeah. (this isn’t me saying i think i’m so pretty or anything btw it’s literally just my past experiences in relationships)
But yeah, when a guy has to meet my friends, it’s a whole other story. Another water sign thing is being annoyingly hypersensitive to all the dynamics going on in the room so if i get even the slightest hint of tension or awkwardness between 2 of my friends i’ll FREAK OUT and over-exaggerate the whole thing in my head for days.
Idk feel like i just like everyone and see the best in everyone but am so so overly critical of myself that maybe i project that onto my friends and get worried about them viewing each other the way i view myself?????
This was a mess and probably made zero sense it was literally just a rant that got way too personal so im sorry hehe x x
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loverboy | k.bakugo
▸ ▸ ▸ warnings: 18+ adult content!!! fem!reader x prohero!bakugo. mildly suggestive content, mild blood tw, PINING (idk if it’s mutual yet lmaooo)
▸ ▸ ▸ wc: tumblr add word count function to drafts when??
▸ ▸ ▸ a/n: bakugo just one chance pls.
▸ part two ▸
“‘Bride Entrance Songs for Walking Down the Aisle’?” He can’t help the incredulous tone of his voice, the way his chin tilts up, nose wrinkles. “Aren’t you a bit single for that playlist?”
You’re lounging on the couch, remote in your hand pointed at the television, Spotify up on the screen. It’s a particularly hot day, and everyone else is enjoying the pool or lounging in the sun outside. You’d complained about the humidity and snuck away about ten minutes ago— not that he’s timing you or anything.
“Fuck you, Bakugo, I’m preparing.” You snap without malice, huge sunglasses pushed high on your head. “It’s what women do when they’re in their late twenties and have limited romantic prospects.”
“You have visitors.” He crosses his arms. “Isn’t this something you do when you’re alone, eating ice cream and stalking your exes on social media?”
You ignore him, clicking into songs, then clicking out of them. There’s a pout on your face, and he can’t really help feel curious about what brought on this sudden need to explore wedding songs.
But he doesn’t want you to know he’s curious.
“These songs suck ass.” He lands on, falling into the armchair closest to him.
“And what do you suggest I search?” You drawl, eyes on the screen as you jump songs again.
“No no, this is your pity party, princess; don’t wanna ruin the fun.” He insists, entirely sarcastic.
You snort laughter and he finds it endearing. Too endearing.
“My sister just got engaged.” You admit, searching more playlists with ‘wedding’ in the title. “You know? My little sister? My twenty-two year old baby sister?”
Fantastic. This is all suddenly starting to make sense.
“She just text me that her boyfriend proposed and ‘don’t get mad, but he got me that emerald cut diamond you like so much’ blah blah blah, ugh.” You pout, throwing the remote at him— he catches it— and grabbing a throw pillow to aggressively cuddle. “Now it’s gonna be all over Facebook, and I’m gonna be the big sister that still-lives-in-a-share-house-with-college-friends-despite-having-graduated-a-million-years-ago— I hate it here!” You whine, the before mentioned pity party now in full swing.
He just watches as you work yourself up, as you internally wage war with your family, back flat on the couch, head on the armrest like he’s Freud psychoanalysing you or something. He hates himself for taking note that you’re still in your swimsuit, that despite covering your torso with that cushion, he can see the entirety of your legs as you kick them about and wave them in the air.
It’s distracting.
“She’s only been with him for two years.” You complain, prepared to rant more.
But you can’t, because he surprises himself and blurts: “So?”
You bristle and roll onto your tummy, offended. “Whaddaya mean ‘so’?” Your voice is kinda mocking, but there’s a glimmer of surprise there, like you didn’t expect him to have that opinion on it.
So, he sticks to his guns. “I mean, doesn’t matter how long you’ve known someone.”
“Oh really? Suddenly you’re a romantic?” You smile, and all at once he’s reminded that you’re in your swimwear, redirects that glare down to his scarred up hands.
“It ain’t that deep, just,” he takes a breath, fidgets with a raised cuticle on his thumb. “If you know, you know.”
You’re both quiet then, that slow, moody piano filling the silence as he wills himself to sneak a look at you, gauge your reaction. When he does, he meets your distant stare, like you’re looking through him, almost.
“You’re in love, aren’t you? You already met them.” Your smile is small, fond.
It’s his turn to bristle, he knows that, but he’s awestruck by you, your revelation. He winces, that cuticle pulled too far, and glances down in time to watch the blood surface and pool.
“They must be special, to have caught your eye.” You say softly as he covers the speck with his thumb and presses.
“They are,” he mutters, unable to deny you, unable to deny that.
“I’m jealous.” You state, voice softer still. “I thought we would grow old and lonely together.”
“We will,” he looks at you then, catches your stare. “She’ll never know how much I care about her.”
There’s a moment of understanding between the two of you, and his heart absolutely hammers behind his rib cage. He wants to ask if you get it, if you can read his mind, his heart. Who else does he cave for, who else does he entertain above all others? Who else would he join in desolation when there’s beers and sun and fun outside?
Who else would pique his curiosity as much as you do?
Who else challenges him like you do?
It’s a shame Eijirou enters when he does, a shame the moment’s ruined. You’re embarrassed for some reason and an excuse is made, then you’re heading back outside, leaving Katsuki and Eijirou to watch you go.
“Did you tell her?” Eijirou’s voice is small, his hand big on his shoulder.
“Nah, I didn’t.”
“You should.”
“I know.”
#bakugo katsuki x reader#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugo x reader#bakugou x reader#leese writes#panzer.writing#HELP MEEEEEEE#coping with life using this ficlet? maybe!!
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You are very good at drawing, certainly a lot more than me, so I'll probably sound a bit offensive, but I have to ask you nontheless! Why a lot of times one of your chara in you drawings has ever a really sad smile? Like your previous last, the honoeli one. Honoka is smiling and you see she's happy but Eli seems sad or uneasy. And that's not the only time it happend..! I don't mean to sound rude and I know how difficult is to draw a face, but what about it..?
:0 NO YOU AREN’T BEING OFFENSIVE pls don’t be afraid to ask me questions!!
tbh i didn’t even realise i was doing that haha so I have no idea why - MAYBE IT’S MY SUBCONSCIOUS SOMEONE PSYCHOANALYSE ME
#but acutally thanks for pointing that out bc now i'll probably be varying my expressions more!!#Anon#ask
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