#oversized sweaters are the best tho

[iwatcheditbegin]

She’s a bit oversized but I can’t complain

[cruel-seduction]

Remus Lupin as Your Boyfriend

warning - Suggestive language (no smut tho) And idk

(୨୧) The Bookstore Gentleman - Remus will always find a way to make your heart flutter in the quietest, most thoughtful ways. Like when he insists on carrying your bag through the aisles of a dusty bookstore, quietly plucking a book off the shelf that he knows you’ll love and slipping it into the pile. (You didn’t notice until you got home, and now you’re melting because this nerdy cutie remembers everything you say.) Bonus: He’ll read it with you, even if it’s a cheesy romance novel.

(୨୧) The “Am I Enough?” Eyes - Sometimes, when you’re talking about something you’re passionate about, Remus will stare at you with this soft, almost sad smile, as if he’s wondering how someone like you could love someone as “damaged” as him. (First of all, we love this self-doubting man, but sir, please. Look in the mirror. You’re stunning. Scars and all.)

(୨୧) The Full Moon Touch - The closer it gets to the full moon, the more possessive he becomes. It’s subtle at first—his hand lingering on your waist a little longer than usual, his tone getting sharper when someone flirts with you. But then there are the nights where he pulls you close, his voice low and gravelly as he mutters, “You’re mine. No one else gets to look at you the way I do.” (Oh, we’re weak for possessive Remus.)

(୨୧) The Sweater Thief - You know those oversized sweaters he always wears? Yeah, good luck keeping your hands off them. And the best part? He doesn’t even mind when you steal them—he secretly loves seeing you in them. (“You look better in it than I do,” he’ll say with a shy smile, even though he looks like an absolute dream in everything he wears.)

(୨୧) The Jealous Nerd - Oh, Remus tries to be rational, but when someone is blatantly flirting with you, his insecurities take over. He doesn’t lash out; instead, he’ll go quiet and broody, probably burying his nose in a book to avoid showing how much it’s bothering him. (Cue you dragging him out of the library and planting the biggest kiss on his lips, just to remind him that he’s the only one you want.)

(୨୧) The “I Don’t Deserve You” Whisperer - On the rare nights when his walls come down completely, he’ll hold you close, his voice barely above a whisper as he confesses, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” (Sir, what did we do to deserve you?!) You’ll spend the next hour convincing him that he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

(୨୧) The Bedroom Poet - Don’t let the quiet demeanor fool you. When he’s alone with you, this man has a way with words that’ll make you forget how to breathe. Imagine him tracing your skin with his fingertips, murmuring lines from his favorite poems, his voice husky and full of reverence. (“If I could write you into the stars, I’d make every constellation spell your name,” he whispers. Dead. We’re dead.)

(୨୧) The “Anger Isn’t Sexy, But Remus Makes It Work” Moment - When his temper flares during the full moon, it’s like watching a storm roll in—dangerous, but oddly captivating. He’ll try to push you away, not wanting to scare you, but you refuse to leave. And when he finally lets you in, the raw vulnerability in his eyes is enough to break your heart. (Bonus: the makeup cuddles are the stuff of dreams.)

(୨୧) The Late-Night Snuggler - Remus might have a hard time believing he deserves you, but he’ll cling to you like you’re his lifeline in the middle of the night. You’ll wake up to find him wrapped around you, his face buried in your hair, mumbling something incoherent about how much he loves you. (Okay, but why is this man so perfect?)

(୨୧) The Kitchen Disaster - He tries so hard to cook for you, but let’s face it, this man is a walking disaster in the kitchen. (“It’s supposed to look like that,” he insists, pointing at a half-burnt omelet that looks more like a science experiment gone wrong.) But the way he smiles at you when you laugh at his mess? Worth it.

(୨୧) The Overthinking Lover

This man will overthink literally everything. Did he hug you too tight? Did he say the wrong thing? The best part is, you won’t even have to ask, because he’ll apologize before you can even notice anything’s wrong. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. If I did, I’m so sorry…” (And then you’ll have to reassure him for ten minutes, because no, Remus, you did not make me uncomfortable. You’re perfect, actually.)

(୨୧) The Bedroom Eyes, But Soft

When Remus wants you, it’s not the aggressive way some guys do. It’s soft, deliberate, and tender. His eyes—those warm, honey-colored eyes—will turn molten as he gets closer. He’ll brush your hair behind your ear, whisper something sweet, like “You’re so beautiful,” before kissing you softly. (But when the full moon approaches? Lord have mercy. He’s a completely different animal, in every sense.)

(୨୧) The Scars Don't Matter

Remus doesn’t always talk about his scars, but if you ask, he’ll softly admit that they remind him of darker times. But here’s the thing: when he’s with you, he doesn’t hide them. You love him for all of it. (And when you touch those scars, he just melts. That’s you, loving all of him—the good and the not-so-good.)

(୨୧) The Morning After Glow - Waking up next to Remus is pure bliss. He’s all warm skin and soft smiles, his hair sticking out in every direction. He doesn’t even try to hide the way he’s staring at you, his voice low and raspy as he mumbles, “You’re beautiful, you know that?” (Bonus: He’s totally the type to pull you back under the covers for another round—because why not start the day with a little magic?)

(୨୧) The Late-Night Study Sessions - As much as he tries to keep things strictly academic, there’s something about the way he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose and the low rumble of his voice as he explains something that gets you completely distracted. (Cue you crawling into his lap, his book falling to the floor, and Remus pretending like he’s annoyed before giving in entirely. “You’re impossible,” he whispers, but the grin on his face says otherwise.)

(୨୧) The Gentle Dominance - Remus is calm and controlled most of the time, but when he’s in the right mood? Oh, he’s the type to hold your wrists above your head, pinning you to the mattress with a look that sends shivers down your spine. His voice is steady, a little rough around the edges, as he teases, “Do you trust me?” (Spoiler: Yes. Always yes.)

(୨୧) The Accidentally Sexy Nerd - Remus doesn’t even realize half the time how attractive he is. Like when he’s lost in a book, biting his lip in concentration, or when he pushes his sleeves up and reveals those forearms. (Seriously, sir. Give us a warning next time.) And let’s not forget the way he chews on the end of his quill when he’s thinking. Dead. We’re dead.

(୨୧) The Rougher Side - When the full moon is close, all of Remus’s usual gentleness goes out the window. His kisses are bruising, his hands are everywhere, and his voice drops an octave as he growls, “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” It’s raw and unfiltered, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your knees weak. (We love a man who can be both tender and wild.)

(୨୧) The Shower Stealer - Remus isn’t one to waste water, but he has no problem joining you in the shower uninvited. He’s all teasing smirks as he presses up behind you, his hands roaming lazily over your skin. “Two birds, one stone,” he says with a chuckle, but the way he looks at you suggests he’s got other ideas. 

(୨୧) The Secret Soft Dom - Remus is a giver through and through, and nothing makes him happier than seeing you come undone for him. He’s all about the slow build, his lips brushing over your skin as he whispers filthy promises in your ear. And when you beg? Oh, that’s his undoing.

(୨୧) The Random Acts of Love - Remus has this way of making you feel adored without even trying. Whether it’s leaving little notes in your books, brewing your favorite tea just the way you like it, or wrapping his scarf around your neck when you’re cold—he’s always thinking of you. (Honestly, how did we get so lucky?)

(୨୧) The Post-Argument Cuddler - When Remus gets upset or angry (which, let’s face it, is pretty rare), he goes quiet, holding everything inside. But once it blows over, he won’t leave you alone until he’s held you and kissed you senseless, whispering apologies and reassurances. (He’s not great with words when he’s feeling vulnerable, so he’ll do what he does best—show you with actions). After an argument, his kisses are softer, deeper, as if he’s apologizing without saying a word.

(୨୧) The Bed Head King - Remus’ hair is always a mess. He won’t admit it, but you love the way it falls across his forehead in that perfectly imperfect way. You can’t help but run your fingers through it, tugging him closer for a kiss. (And if you’re honest, you think he looks even more irresistible with a bit of morning bedhead, like he rolled out of a dream).

(୨୧) The Dreamy Stare - There are moments when Remus looks at you like you’re the only thing that matters, his eyes soft and full of longing. You could be talking about your day, and suddenly you’ll catch him staring at you like he’s trying to memorize every little detail of you. (Honestly, who knew someone could look at you like that and make your heart race?)

(୨୧) The Reassurance King - Remus knows he can be a little insecure, so he makes sure you’re never left in doubt about how he feels. He’s always telling you how much you mean to him in his own quiet way, often through small gestures like brushing your hair out of your face or rubbing your back when you’re stressed. (It’s not just the words—it’s the way he shows up for you, every single time.)

(୨୧) The Soft, Heart-Stopping Kisses - Remus isn’t the type for wild, frenzied kisses (except when the full moon is very close), but when he kisses you, it’s like the world melts away. Soft, slow, full of meaning—his lips never rush, and his hands always find their way to your face, gently cradling it like you’re the most precious thing in the world. (And those moments? They’ll stay with you forever.)

(୨୧) The “I Can’t Control Myself” Moments - Remus really tries to hold back, especially when he’s overwhelmed by feelings of desire and inadequacy. But when he finally lets go—oh, baby, he’s a whole different man. His kisses turn deeper, his touch becomes needier, and there’s this fire in his eyes that says, “I need you.” (And you’ll both forget where the lines are drawn, tangled in the moment of sheer passion.)

divider by - @enchanthings-a

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

hello!! so i know ive never sent in an ask/request but.. ive been following you for a while and i love your writing style!! so i was wondering if youd be comfortable writing something where the mc/reader has tourettes syndrome? as someone who has tics it makes me lowkey sad that i never see any fics that represent that :/ (i think ive maybe read one..) so if youre comfortable with this sort of thing i have 2 scenarios that i was thinking of!!

texts with fem!reader where maybe a friend was trying to set a skz member and reader on a date and reader gets insecure thinking that he might not like her cause of her tics or think its weird? a little angst moment w a happy ending ofc :p

or headcanons/drabble of how you think a skz member(s) would be with an s/o that has tics? how they would handle tic attacks and such yk?

these are just suggestions ofc if you decide to do a reader w tics feel free to do whatever you feel like!! also i have no specific member i prefer just do whoever you see fit! or even ot8 :o

this was longer than i wanted it to be.. im so sorry :(… i love you tho and hope u have a great day/night!

(stay hydrated, you matter <3)

when i got this rec i immediately started working on it, because i think its important for people to know that they are seen. and if through one of my works i could help someone feel seen and cared for than thats what i want to do! in all honesty, i had to do a little research to better understand how to do my best to accurately represent TS; and i know it isn't perfect, but i hope it can at least be enough :) i hope you don't mind I kind of merged both of your ideas, since it came to my mind when i read through this request, and i think its a fun and wholesome way of showcasing this beautiful part about you. i know it must be extremley hard dealing with tourettes, as i've seen it in others lives, and it sometimes might be seen as a hinderance- but you were made this way with purpose, and i don't think that tourettes or anything of the sort should be seen as something ugly- but rather something that shaoes you and makes you you. i know that might seem cliche, but i beleive that differences are what what make people beautiful and i hope with these fics that shines thorugh <3 enjoy!!!

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When Their Blind Date Has Tourettes Syndrome | 3Racha

Tourette Syndrome (TS) is a neurological disorder characterized by repetitive, involuntary movements and vocalizations known as tics. These tics can be motor (such as blinking, head jerking, or facial grimaces) or vocal (such as grunting, throat clearing, or involuntary words or phrases). The severity and frequency of tics can vary greatly from person to person. TS often begins in childhood, and while symptoms can improve with age, they may persist into adulthood. The exact cause is unknown, but genetics and environmental factors are believed to play a role. The condition can often accompanied by other issues like ADHD or OCD.

Warnings: cursing

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Chan

The café was quiet, the kind of serene setting perfect for a blind date. But you couldn’t fully enjoy it- not with your nerves tangled like this.

When Chan arrived, his easy smile and warm energy made it a little easier to breathe, though the thought of what could go wrong lingered at the back of your mind.

He approached with a casual wave, his hoodie slightly oversized, making him look more approachable than you’d expected. “Y/N?” he asked, his Australian accent soft and cozy.

“That’s me,” you replied, your voice steadier than you felt.

“And I’m Chan,” he introduced himself, sliding into the seat across from you. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Yeah, same.” You smiled, tugging at the sleeve of your sweater.

The conversation started smoothly, easing into topics about work, hobbies, and mutual friends who had set you two up. But as your tics began surfacing- little jerks of your head, accompanied by muttered syllables- you noticed Chan’s gaze shift slightly. It wasn’t discomfort or judgment, though; it was curiosity, an openness that surprised you.

When a loud, unexpected swear escaped your lips- "Fuck! Shit!"- the words hanging awkwardly between you, your stomach dropped. The moment you’d dreaded was here. You braced yourself, heart racing.

“I…I should explain,” you started, your words hurried. “I have Tourette’s, and- uh - its the coprolalia kind." You laughed nervously. "It’s not all the time, but sometimes - goddammit - I just…swear. I promise I’m not trying to - fucking asshole - be rude or anything. I'm just involuntarily profane on occasion." You finshed with a click of your tongue.

Chan’s eyes softened, his brow furrowing slightly. “Y/N,” he said, his tone light, “you don’t need to apologize. Like you said, it’s not something you can control.”

“I just- I know it can be a lot,” you admitted, your voice wavering. “And I don’t want to mess this up, but…this is part of me, and I can’t always- ” Another tic interrupted you, louder this time. “Fucking hell!” The words burst out, and you winced, unable to stop yourself. “I already really like you,” you confessed in a rush, voice quieter now, “But if this is too much…”

Chan reached out across the table, his hand brushing yours gently. “Hey, Y/N, look at me.” His voice was soft but firm, grounding you. “It’s not too much, okay? You’re amazing, and this doesn’t change that.”

“But what if it gets worse?” you asked, the fear evident in your tone.

He smiled, leaning back in his chair. “Then I guess I’ll have to work on not laughing when you curse better than I do.” He commented, his dimple visible. He tilted his head playfully. “I mean, you’ve already got me beat. I can’t even cuss in my songs unless it’s wordplay.”

Despite yourself, a surprised laugh escaped your lips. The tension eased just a little, the weight of the moment lifting as you realized he wasn’t just accepting- he was embracing this part of you.

The rest of the date was easier after that. You talked about your favorite shows, your shared love of music, and even a bit about his work. But later, as you both stood at the café counter to pay, things took a turn.

A customer bumped into you, and you immediately spun to apologize.

“Oh I'm so- Asshole! Sorry, fuck!” The words tumbled out in quick succession, your face paling as the man turned to glare at you.

“What did you just say to me?” he demanded, his voice rising.

“I- I didn’t mean to!” you stammered, panic setting in as another tic followed. “Shut up! Oh my god, bitch fuck!”

“Are you kidding me?” The man stepped closer, anger flashing in his eyes.

Before you could respond, Chan was at your side, his presence a solid wall of protection. “Hey, back off,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “She has Tourette’s. She didn’t mean it.”

The man scoffed. “Right, sure.”

Chan squared his shoulders, his expression calm but unyielding. “You heard me. She can’t control it. Now, do you want to keep making a scene, or are you going to walk away?”

After a moment of tense silence, the man muttered something under his breath and turned away. Chan stayed by your side, his hand brushing the small of your back as he looked at you. “You okay?”

Tears welled in your eyes, but you nodded, feeling both overwhelmed and touched by his defense. “I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Don’t be.” He smiled softly, brushing a tear from your cheek with his thumb. “You don’t have to apologize for being you, Y/N.”

As you left the café together, the cool night air brushed against your face, but it didn’t feel as sharp as it had earlier. Not with Chan walking beside you, his presence steady and comforting. You looked at him, your heart full, and wondered if this was what it felt like to be truly understood.

“You know,” Chan said, breaking the silence with a teasing grin, “If I ever need someone for creative adlibs, I think you’ve got a solid resume.”

You burst into laughter, the sound blending with the night, and for the first time in a long time, you felt like it was okay to just be you.

As you walked side by side down the quiet street, the tension from earlier melted away into a comfortable silence. Chan glanced at you, the way the faint glow of the streetlights caught in your hair and softened the nervous creases in your expression. He felt a quiet sense of awe settle in his chest, like he’d stumbled upon something rare and precious without even realizing it.

You were real- messy and raw and unapologetically yourself in ways that left him both grounded and inspired. He admired the way you carried the weight of your tics with grace, even when the world pushed back harder than it should. And now, as your laughter from his earlier joke faded into the stillness, he realized something else: he didn’t want this to be a fleeting moment or a passing chapter.

Chan could see it- a future where he was by your side, learning every part of what made you you. A future where he’d be the one to hold your hand during hard days and celebrate the victories that came your way. The thought both terrified and thrilled him, but as he glanced down at you, your soft smile easing the ache of your earlier tears, he couldn’t imagine wanting anything else.

"Y/N," he said softly, his voice breaking through the quiet. "Thanks for letting me see this side of you tonight. I mean it- it makes me want to stick around."

You looked at him, surprised by the sincerity in his tone, but the warmth in his gaze left no room for doubt. And as you continued walking together into the night, your heart felt just a little lighter, the first stirrings of something new and hopeful beginning to take root.

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Changbin

Changbin had been skeptical about the blind date from the start. His friends had teased him relentlessly, insisting he needed to “put himself out there,” and while he’d grumbled about it, here he was. Standing in line at the movie theater, his phone buzzed with a quick text confirming you’d arrived.

When his eyes met yours across the crowded lobby, his breath caught. You were standing near the concessions, shifting nervously on your feet as you looked around. There was something endearingly hesitant about the way you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, like you were steeling yourself.

"Hi," you greeted softly when he approached, offering a shy smile. Your voice was gentle but warm, and it immediately put him at ease.

“Hey,” he replied, his grin spreading easily. “You must be Y/N.”

As you nodded, a quick, staccato whistle broke through the air- a sound you made involuntarily. It was followed by a soft “meow” and an apologetic wince on your part.

“I’m sorry,” you said quickly, your gaze darting to his face as if bracing for judgment.

Changbin tilted his head slightly, his expression curious but kind. “Did you just...meow?” A musical sound lilted amusingly at the end of his sentence.

Your cheeks flushed. “I- um- I have Tourette’s,” you explained in a rush, your words tumbling over each other. “I can’t always control my tics, and sometimes they’re, uh…kind of random. Like the meowing. Or…” You paused as another whistle slipped out, followed by a faint, high-pitched “boo!”

For a moment, he just blinked at you, then broke into a wide smile. “In all honesty...that’s kind of adorable. You’re like a sound effects board.”

Your jaw dropped slightly, caught off guard by his response. “You don’t think it’s… weird?”

He shrugged, his gaze warm and steady. “Everyone’s got their quirks. Yours just happen to make you sound like a cartoon character, and honestly, I think that’s awesome.”

Relief flooded your features, and your shoulders relaxed slightly. “Most people don’t really see it that way.”

“Well, most people are missing out.” He shot you a playful wink, and when you laughed, the tension in the air dissolved.

The two of you fell into an easy rhythm as you moved through the line, chatting about everything from favorite movies to your shared love of snacks. Changbin couldn’t help but notice how your tics- whistles, squeaks, and the occasional unexpected phrase- seemed to punctuate your sentences like exclamation points.

“Honestly,” he said at one point, his tone teasing, “your tics match my cute energy, don't you think?” He said poking his cheek in mock aegeyo. "It's babygirl heaven, don't you think?"

You laughed so hard at that, you nearly dropped your drink. “I cannot believe you just said that.”

He grinned, pleased with himself. “What can I say? Its the truth.”

But as you approached the counter to pick up your popcorn, the mood shifted. A group of teens standing nearby had been snickering quietly, but their whispers grew louder when one of your tics- a sudden, sharp “woof!” -rang out.

“Did she just bark?” one of them muttered, barely concealing a laugh.

Another chimed in, mockingly imitating the sound.

Your cheeks flushed, and you quickly turned away, mumbling an apology to the cashier as another tic- this time a chirped “uh-oh!”- slipped out. The laughter from the group grew louder, and you visibly flinched, trying to shrink into yourself.

Before you could even process what was happening, Changbin stepped forward, his voice cutting through the commotion like a blade. “Hey, is there a problem?”

The teens fell silent, their smug grins faltering under the weight of his glare.

“Because if there is,” he continued, his tone calm but laced with steel, “I suggest you take a good, long look at yourselves and figure out why you think laughing at someone for something they can’t control makes you feel better about your own lives.”

One of them opened their mouth to respond, but the words seemed to die on their tongue as Changbin took a deliberate step closer, his presence suddenly towering despite his shorter frame.

“Thought so,” he said, his smile tight and unyielding. “Now, if you’ll excuse us.”

He turned back to you, his expression softening immediately. “You okay?”

Your throat felt tight, but you managed a nod, blinking back the sting of tears. “Yeah. I just…I’m embarrassed.”

“Embarrassed? For what?” His brow furrowed in genuine confusion.

“For causing a scene. For…” You hesitated, your voice breaking slightly. “For being a lot.”

Changbin’s expression softened, but his voice was steady and firm as he rested his hand gently on your arm, grounding you. “Y/N, you are just you. And anyone who can’t see how amazing that is doesn’t deserve your time, okay?”

The sincerity in his voice was overwhelming, his gaze so earnest it made your chest ache. For a moment, all you could do was nod, your chest tightening with a mix of gratitude and something deeper you couldn’t quite name.

As the two of you settled into your seats in the theater, he handed you your drink, his shoulder brushing yours in a way that felt both casual and deliberate. He leaned closer, his tone warm and teasing. "Like I said, I think your tics are adorable. And with a face like yours, I don't think any tic could be ugly or embarrassing."

Your laugh bubbled out, soft and genuine, and his grin widened. The tension you’d been carrying began to ease, replaced by a quiet sense of comfort.

Throughout the movie, you couldn’t help but notice the way he’d glance at you when you laughed at a scene or leaned forward slightly during an intense moment. It wasn’t just the movie holding his attention- it was you.

And Changbin knew it. With every glance, every tiny movement you made, he felt his resolve strengthening. He didn’t just want to spend the evening with you; he wanted to be part of your life in every way. He wanted to learn all the things that made you laugh, what made your eyes light up, what brought out the quiet confidence he’d glimpsed earlier.

He wanted to be the person you trusted with every part of yourself, the one who reminded you how extraordinary you were even when you couldn’t see it.

When the credits rolled, he stayed seated for a moment, turning to face you as you stretched and looked over at him. His chest tightened as he saw the way your smile hesitated, like you weren’t sure he’d want to stick around for more.

But he did. He wanted everything.

“How about dinner?” he asked, his words quick but hopeful. “I mean…if you’re up for it. I’d really like to keep talking to you. About anything. Everything.” His voice softened, carrying a weight of sincerity that made your breath catch. “I want to know you, Y/N. All of you.”

Your cheeks warmed, and a smile broke across your face, shy but unguarded. “I’d like that.”

As the two of you walked out of the theater, the night air felt lighter, the buzz of the world around you fading into the background. Changbin fell into step beside you, his shoulder brushing yours again.

Then, without hesitation, he reached out, his hand slipping into yours. His touch was gentle but firm, grounding, like he wanted to hold onto you in every way.

Your fingers curled around his, and when you glanced up, his smile softened, his dark eyes brimming with something you couldn’t quite name.

In that moment, Changbin wasn’t just thinking about the next date or the night ahead. He was thinking about the way you made his heart race, the way you made him feel alive in a way he hadn’t realized he was missing.

He wanted more of this- more of you. Not just tonight, not just a few dates, but always. And as his thumb brushed lightly over the back of your hand, he realized one thing: he didn’t just want you around. He wanted you in his life, forever.

And he was so happy he didn't say no to this blind date.

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Han

Han Jisung had never considered himself the blind-date type. He liked to think of himself as spontaneous, sure- but not this kind of spontaneous. Yet, here he was, bundled in his favorite oversized hoodie, leaning against the railing of the city’s rooftop garden, waiting for a stranger.

When he saw you, his first thought was that his friend had undersold this whole setup. You weren’t at all what he expected- not that he knew what to expect. You were a breathtaking kind of pretty. And Han's heart flipped his chest.

You walked up with a careful sort of confidence, clutching the strap of your tote bag, your breath misting in the cool night air.

“Hi,” you greeted with a shy smile, your head tilting slightly as you blinked rapidly, followed by a quick jerk of your shoulder.

“Hi,” Jisung replied, pretending not to notice. He already felt his nerves settle slightly. There was something about you that felt...real.

Your mutual friend had mentioned you liked quiet settings, so instead of a loud restaurant or café, the garden had seemed like a good idea. Jisung gestured to the path leading further into the rooftop greenery. “Shall we walk?”

You nodded, your steps matching his, though every few strides you tapped your fingers against your leg. A small tic, but it was constant, like a rhythm you needed to keep.

The conversation started slow. Typical blind-date awkwardness lingered, but Jisung’s natural humor quickly worked its way in. He made a joke about the chilly weather, earning a laugh from you that felt like a little victory.

“So,” he began after a lull, “what’s your favorite thing to do in the city? Or are you more of a stay-home-and-chill type?”

“I like to stay in most days,” you admitted, tilting your head again as your hand briefly flicked out to your side. “I guess I’m more introverted. But when I do go out, I like quieter places…like this.”

“Good choice,” Jisung agreed, kicking the ground nervously. “Crowds are overrated anyway.”

You laughed softly, but your shoulders twitched again, more pronounced this time. You tried to suppress it, but Jisung caught the way your hand clenched slightly afterward, as if bracing yourself.

As the walk continued, your tics became more noticeable- a rapid blinking, a jerk of your wrist, the occasional tap of your foot on the pavement mid-stride. You hesitated for a moment before stopping by a bench, your hand brushing against your hair as you looked at the ground.

“Hey,” you said, your voice quieter now, “I think I should tell you something.”

Jisung turned to face you, his brow furrowed in concern. “What’s up?”

“I have Tourette’s,” you explained, your tone steady but guarded. “It’s not super severe, I've learned to live with it most days, but…I wanted to mention it in case…” You trailed off, your hand twitching slightly toward your chest before falling back to your lap.

“In case what?” Jisung asked gently.

“In case it’s…too much.”

For a moment, Jisung stared at you, his face unreadable. You wondered if you’d just ruined the evening. But then he spoke, his voice tinged with disbelief.

“Too much? Are you kidding? I can be a lot. Like, ask anyone.”

You blinked at him, caught off guard by his lighthearted tone.

“I mean, seriously,” he continued, gesturing wildly for emphasis. “I talk way too much when I’m nervous, I lose stuff constantly, and don’t even get me started on how clumsy I am. If anyone’s a walking chaos machine, it’s me.”

You laughed softly, but it didn’t last long. Your shoulder jerked twice, quickly followed by an involuntary flick of your hand. You sighed, your lips trembling slightly as you looked away. “But it’s not just that, Jisung,” you muttered, your voice breaking slightly. “I… I don’t want to mess this up.”

His teasing grin faded, replaced by a look of concern. “Mess what up?”

“This,” you whispered, blinking rapidly as tears welled in your eyes. “You’re so nice, and I already really like you, but then there’s… me. My tics. It’s not just that I get nervous; it’s that I can’t stop it. And I hate thinking that it might make people uncomfortable, even if they don’t mean for it to.”

Your words spilled out faster than you could stop them, and you quickly wiped at your eyes, frustrated with yourself. “I don’t want to scare you away. But I…I don’t know how not to. Everyone else has been scared away before- but you seem really nice and I actually feel something and I don't want to put hope into something that-”

Jisung felt his chest tighten at your words. Without thinking, he dropped down to sit beside you on the bench, interupting you, his tone soft but firm. “Hey, hey, don’t cry. Please don’t cry.”

You shook your head, a small, bitter laugh slipping out. “Sorry, I’m just…making this worse, aren't I?” You flicked your hand out again, accidentally slapping Han.

“No,” he said quickly. “No, you’re not. I mean it.”

When you didn’t respond, Jisung hesitated before reaching out, his hand hovering awkwardly near your shoulder. “Can I…?”

You nodded, and he gently rested his hand there, his thumb brushing lightly against the fabric of your coat. “Listen,” he began, “I don’t know who made you think you had to be scared of people running away from you being you, but they’re wrong. You’re…you’re great. And brave, too, for being so honest about this. I admire that.”

You blinked at him through your tears, caught off guard by the sincerity in his voice. You hand jerked out, but this time he caught it, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“And honestly?” he continued, a small smile tugging at his lips, as he rubbed his hands over your manicured nails. “You’re not scaring me away. Like, at all. If anything, you’re just making me want to know you better.”

You let out a shaky breath, his words sinking in slowly but surely. “Really?”

“Really,” he confirmed, his eyes crinkling with warmth. “And besides, I kind of suck at running, Like really really suck. I trip more than I actually run.”

A soft laugh escaped you then, the tension in your chest easing for the first time that evening. “You’re kind of amazing, you know that?”

Jisung’s cheeks flushed pink, but he shrugged playfully. “I mean, I try.”

The rest of the night felt lighter. The two of you walked through the garden, Han's hand still in yours, your tics still present but no longer a source of discomfort. Every now and then, Jisung would glance at you- never with pity, but with curiosity and something warmer, softer.

As the two of you stopped at the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the twinkling lights below, Jisung turned to you with a thoughtful expression.

“You know,” he said, his voice softer now, “I think this is my favorite blind date ever.”

You raised an eyebrow. “How many have you been on?”

“This is my first,” he admitted with a sheepish laugh, scratching the back of his neck. “But still! It’s gonna be hard to top…”

You raised an eyebrow, giving him an amused look.

“Not that I want it to be topped,” he continued quickly, a bit flustered. “I always kind of figured I’d be a one-and-done deal. Like my first is my last...and, I mean, it might be way too soon to say, but I think I lucked out with you…I kind of just feel it.”

You rolled your eyes, but a smile couldn’t help but tug at your lips.

“Really, though,” Jisung added, his gaze earnest, eyes softening. “I had a great time tonight. And…if you’re up for it, I’d like to properly date you...”

“Even with my…” You gestured vaguely, your voice trailing off.

"Because of it," he corrected gently, his voice soft but unwavering. His eyes searched yours, full of warmth and something deeper that made your breath catch. "It's part of you- every piece of it. And I don’t just like who you are…I can easily see myself fall for you."

His words hung in the cool night air, wrapping around you like a tender embrace. For a moment, you couldn’t speak, your heart pounding so fiercely it was a wonder he couldn’t hear it.

“Jisung…” you murmured, your voice shaky but full of emotion.

He smiled, that familiar sheepish tilt to his lips, but his gaze stayed steady, unwavering in its honesty. “I don’t want this to be just a ‘one and done’ date. I want to keep getting to know you. To see where this could go. So that maybe you can be my one and done person.”

Your lips curved into a soft smile, your chest tightening with something you hadn’t dared to hope for. “Okay,” you whispered, the word carrying more weight than you expected. “I’d like that too.”

His grin widened, and the way he looked at you in that moment- like you were the only person in the world- made you feel like you could get used to this, to him, far too easily.

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[fitgirlfemdom]

The story you made about the pathetic NEET gooner who let himself go is literally me.

It did start small. I was coming off of a high in regards to everything, super promising schooling and I made it into a fairly prestigious lab in college where I still work. But from freshman to senior year, while my schoolwork has been fine, I’ve pretty much watched myself fall from extremely sociable, charming all the way to monstrous fatty sneaking out of my dorm room (which is more of a league of legends/weed/feedist porn dungeon) to pick up my 3rd ubereats of the night while girls look at me judgingly.

And literally the best part is that I glance back up at them, wearing my oversized sweater that’s getting tighter and tighter, and I can’t help but feel so good. It’s amazing when I get into the elevator with rowdy college girls and all they have to make conversation with me is the fact that I’m holding a bag that obviously contains a shit ton of fast food.

I have, seldomly, gotten into the elevator at my dorm with fat girls who appear to be in my boat with regards to overeating ubereats. When that happens, it’s like two people who desperately want out but understand that each other poses no harm in judgment.

In this way, I’ve gained around 90 pounds in 3 years (most of it was in 1 year, so I could easily push it to 150 pounds overall), making me 5’6, 220 pounds.

I have also dabbled in the whole cock rating fetish. I once requested a rating from a super muscular Onlyfans acc where I gave a before pic (for physique) and an after pic.. The next few nights, I downed so much heavy cream and melted ice cream that I had to call off work.

I love the Berserk theme btw. Farnese is by far my fav character.

Oh yeah I love Farnese too! Such a great personality :D

I also wouldn't consider you a NEET, judging by how you're literally in college and that cancels out the first two letters. I see a lot of people, especially on tiktok and twitter, conflating "NEET" with "terminally online nerd." For fetish purposes, though, they look the same, and smell the same, so I guess I can let it slide.

a little bit of rambling:

I think the reason I'm so attracted to fat degenerate nerd losers is not just because they're a lot easier to please, but they also know exactly what they want and where they stand. It's the same with girls--I'm much more interested in chubby, awkward, dyed-hair nerd girls than the girls that called me a bulldyke in high school.

"High-value" men and women in my age group (or whatever they like calling themselves) have no interests beyond vague terms like "traveling" or "doggos" or whatever else I've seen on Hinge. The women are also extremely hesitant about actually getting with women (bicurious) while the men just expect you to worship the ground they walk on, for no reason. I dated a 4.0 gpa gymbro and it was exhausting how insecure, manipulative, and immature he was. no self-awareness at all, just pure narcissism. It's incredibly self-deprecating to worship someone that doesn't impress you.

I've also dated a chubby nerd, and while he wasn't a very good boyfriend, he knew what he liked, and he worshipped me in the bedroom. Our sex life was the reason I stayed.

This is all to say, yeah, those girls are going to be judging you and thinking they'd rather swallow glass than kiss you. they won't be happy, though, with their physically active partners. bodies truly do not represent how good someone can fuck, or love, really. i know this is all a fetish, and it IS hot to have a food-waste-filled goon cave, but outside of all this, you will be loved, and you seem really cool. even tho casca is better.

[bisexual-engineer-guy]

Fishnets typically go under socks, but this is an entirely aesthetic "rule". It just typically looks silly when you put them over socks and they look best as a layer underneath clothes. However, you are the decider of your own fate and can do what you want! I'd reckon it's probably more comfortable to have socks underneath, but usually less aesthetic.

As for a top with those shorts, that depends on how slutty you want to go about it. If it's more, then a crop top would be a good choice, maybe off-the-shoulder, or a cropped hoodie. If you want to go the cute/casual route, I'd suggest maybe a slightly oversized sweater or hoodie - I'm sure that would look charming on you!

I don't even go here (idk anything about math or engineering) but I like fashion and randomly stumbled across the post with the ordered fishnets. Hope you have fun with your clothes and I wish you a lovely day! <3

*vanishes forever*

Alright yeah! Seeing as I'm bulking right now I guess I'll go with the usual oversized hoodie type deal.....ngl sometimes I just do a t shirt with this kinda clothes too, so maybe one of my oversized shirts could work. not sure if I'd feel confident in a crop top......thanks for the advice tho!!!

[sane-omblog]

My MCs! (NB design)

Neros(whatever prns) thought being with Zeri will help him with the attendant duty but it all turned out opposite...

Zerios(He/Him) aware that he add more work but it look fun so it won't hurt, right? He will help them clean up afterward!

Neros' name us just me trying to extend my name by added random syllabus and I like this one best

while Zeri's I want it to be twisted from the word serious bc he is not serious at all (also it can be read both as Zee-rios and Zeh-ri-os he himself not even sure what's correct)

Ship name

#neromeon (Neros × Simeon)

#zeromon (Zerios × Solomon)

Funfacts!

They are cousins! And Neros is older than Zeri by 2 years

Neros got the choker from Solomon to prevent them from turning to a sheep and Zeri got bracelet

In demon form, they're both tail-demon!

Neros is a dog person, Zeri is a cat person but they are both inu-kei

Neros is glorifying Simeon too much that they don't dare to touch him(or looking in his eyes) meanwhile Zeri is too fond of every kind of physical affection that first thing he does is hug Solomon

Zeri love oversized clothes and any easy-to-wear clothes so his every day looks is just some sweater with sun on it

Neros chose this clothes bc they think the leash thingy looks cool, later find it useful to punish the brothers

Zerios loves when Solomon call him just Zeri (he do only when they're alone)

They both have terrible handwriting...

Neros is tone deaf, and they can't even clap the hand in rhythm for happy birthday song. Zeri also need it to be vey obvious to tell the difference.

Another differ is Zeri has it better by he can tell that the there's a noise in voice or this person has higher voice but Neros can use their sense to tell(most of it is wrong tho)

Zeri kinda got bad taste bud so he's not picky(and willingly eat Solomon's food) but Neros got weak stomach and upset it easily so they're a picky eater

In swd Neros has longer hair and Zeri has it shorter but they cuts it at the end bc the weather matter tho Zeri is too lazy to.

They both dyed their hair(Zeri naturally has brown hair and dye it highlighted)

[scienceisneat]

this is so stupid oh my g

HIIII,,, SO UHH!!! me and my brother are writing a FIDDLESTAN fanfiction and in another fic after the one we r writing there is gonna be MASSIVE tate conent and i wanna INFODUMP ABOUT IT!!!

OK SO the sequal fanfiction persay is revolved around tate and his life because i'm hyperfixated on him and i LOVE HIM OK SO in this universe, stanley never breaks Fords project, Ford ends up going to his dream college, and Stan goes to backupsmore and meets FIDDLEFORD!!!!!! They make a computer company and a bunch of other shit will happen (NO SPOILERS, WINK WINK!!) and after all of that they adopt Tate:333!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so yeah basic rundown and whatnot ANYWAYS MOVING ON

the sequal will bascially be Tate in his sophmore year in highschool (1997) and he meets a kid named BRODY BACKLE!!!! (a lot of people have a oc named/based on "backle" but i found that out AFTER me and my brother made him.) Brody is kind of a reckless guy, he gets close with Tate and they become best "freinds" (there is A LOT of homoerotic tension with them) they do normal teenage stuff persay Brody makes Tate do reblalous things aganist his dad's rules, and genuinely becoming KIND OF AN ASS.

I WANNA DESCRIBE HOW THEY LOOK IN THIS OSHJSS

So for context Tate is 15 and Backle is 16

OKOK

Tate used to wear; sweaters, (Knitted by Fiddleford) cargo shorts, big bulky sneakers, HATS. and very soft kind of look (me and my brother joke all his outfits are picked out by Fiddleford) BUT AFTER he meets Broody he dresses in oversized band shirts, baggy pants, beanies, backwards hats, and of course his hair covering his eyes because by god in my au his eyes are BLINDING like the bluest eyes you have ever SEEN.

Brody/Backle wears; bascially the same thing Tate would wear minus the hats, His head is shaved with blonde hair, his ears STRECHED TO THE MAX, pircings EVERYWHERE and genually like ur averge alt guy, he chills out when he gets older tho

They never OFFICALLY GET TOGETHER (as if rn) but they do kiss, hold hands, get matching stuff, cuddle, hug, all that mushy couple stuff they do (When they get older i might get them together who knows,,) when they get older they created the bait shop together, they spend a shit ton of time together they are INSPERABLE, they own a house together near the bait shop, (no homo, Brody says whenever someone asks about it)

Tate (when he gets older) would wear ; what he wears in the cannon gravity falls universe but looser because dear god holy shit. when he isn't working he would wear button ups, with hand knitten sweaters made by Fiddleford, cargo pants, and very beat up shoes with of course, a hat. So bascially what he wore before he met Brody kind of thing

Brody would lowkey dress the same as he did when he was youger, when he's older, he usally wears band tee's with a flaneel drapped over it (all of his flanels were owned by Tate at one point, he would have blonde wavy longish hair and is a genually chill guy.

in they older years, Tate and Brody spend most of their time (when they aren't working) fishing, talking about endless stuff never ending coversations, Brody never really opens up to anyone that isn't Tate (Broody lore coming soon). ALSO, Brody is VERY affectionate to Tate like thats his number one thing in the entire UNIVERSE right there, Tate has a hard time giving love out to Brody, he doesn't understand how to do it or how it works, Brody understands and he knows Tate loves him back.

When they were teenagers, Brody always stayed at Tate's house, never really going to his own. Stan and Fiddleford see him as another member of them family at that point, Brody would spend weeks at the pine's house, Brodys parents lowkey stopped gaf about Brody after 5th grade so his parents did not care he was spending most of his time at this random kids house

Tate's first kiss was Brody, they usally got affectionate when they were high or something along those lines, they kissed mulitple times, whenever Tate would ask what they were, Brody would ignore the subject leaving Tate confused and upset. When they got older they eventually sorted everything out leaving all the tension behind them.

ok i'm getting sleepy sorry if this is shitty my autistic brain needs to rant to someone and the someone is tumblr so, yay

[plasmasimagination]

Hi! Congrats on getting 300+ followers!! If it's cool, may I get a matchup for Honkai Star Rail? (Sorry if it's long,,,, I'm just super excited and happy for youu windidbid) (please no sampo)

I'm an INFJ who's pronouns are she/they. My sun in Gemini, my moon is in Ares and my rising is cancer.

I'd describe myself as curious, easily excitable, pretty witty, a bit shy, bubbly, and low-key feral. I'm observant and calculating by nature, but I tend to keep that hidden. At times, I do tend to be depressive and super anxious (due to past bullying). In addition, I have a habit of being really hard on myself and pushing myself to my limits. I'm in a better place now, but sometimes it haunts me.Gaining my trust is pretty hard, but if you do, I'm riding or dying for life.

I like to try new things(, foods, activities, ext.) The issue is I have a weak stomach and get sick easily if I don't get enough sleep 😅 (strong mind, weak body hdudbdj)

I love cozy things!!(soft pastels, blankets, oversized sweaters, big scarves, stuffed animals, fairy lights) But I also have a love for the macabre My favourite outfit on cooler days consist of oversized sweaters, leggings, runners and a giant blanket scarf on top!

My hobbies include reading, writing, singing (in private) drawing, napping, learning new things, and playing video games. In the winter I love to figureskate!!! I know a bunch of tricks on the ice.

People have described me the following:

super self-aware

Constantly nervous (kinda true),

" riddle wrapped in an enigma, locked in a box, then shoved in a beehive" - my sibling

the grandma friend (Specifically the one wanting for their husband to come home from the war idk why tho)

Unhinged at times

Goofy insights

I tend to joke around with my older sister about them buying me something (like a snack or something) but the moment they say "alright bet" and then proceed to buy me the said thing I get flustered and be like "noooooo :(( I was just kidding >_< pls i take it backkkkkk)) because I'm not used to being on the receiving end of this kind of stuff.

I actually like to sing. It's just that I'm shy about it and only sing when I'm either by myself or comforting someone. When people catch me singing, they’re shocked af. I've had an where people from my church group with the priest (like around 30) caught me singing, and we had a staring contest for about 15 seconds before they bombarded me in compliments.

I've eaten a burrito with North Carolina Reaper sauce out of curiosity and ended up getting sick as a result (I even had to sign a waiver when I ordered it ahebej)

Thank youuu!

HELLOO HI HI HI HI CUTIEPIEEEEE, absolutely thankful for the amazingly written request *mwah mwah mwah* was very easy for me to write because you let me know everything I needed

And I match you up with

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JING YUAN

No words. You two are a match made in heaven

Your calculating nature + his observant nature = absolute power duo

He would absolutely not allow you to push yourself to your limits. He will nicely distract you from something he thinks you're overdoing/ hurting yourself by doing it, he will tell you there's no need for it, and reassure you

YOU LIKE COZY THINGS?? WELL GREAT!! Jing yuan himself is just super cozy to be around, he's like a huge cotton ball, super soft and cuddly!!!

You say you're constantly nervous? Take a Jing yuan, he might not make it dissapear, he's not god obviously, but he will try his best to calm you down, telling you to breath, speaking softly to you, just generally trying his best to make you be comfortable

Enigma....hm not a problem for Jing yuan, as we know he can reach deep into people's hearts and feelings, i assume he would also be like that with you, taking his sweet time over the course of you guys being together to understand you, every small thing about you, even some things you didn't even know yourself about yourself

He always can't help to chuckle at how sweet and cute you are at times, he's the type of man to get you anything you ever dreamed off, and will spoil you in every category, and he finds it even more satisfying seeing your reactions to his small surprises

All in all, I think you two are perfect for each other and when u marry I expect to be invited to the wedding 🥰🗡️

Don't forget to eat and drink babe, take rest, and stay cute

[sunlightandsuffering]

did you watch Tomo-Chan is a Girl? It’s about a tomboyish girl and her best friend. They fall in love as they grow up but he refuses to see her as a girl for a while bc he’s afraid of facing his emotions, but gets angry and jealous whenever other guys are around. Reminded me of that drabble you wrote a long time ago about Mikasa being “Mik” and then she chose to wear a dress and Eren got jealous! Kinda love the idea of tomboy Kasa and Eren seeing her as one of the guys, she’s always beating him and Armin in fights but then one day oh no! Eren’s in love with his GIRL best friend

I did! And I was so surprised that I liked it lmfao, i saw the trailers and sutff on tik tok and i was like ugh that's probably so annoying but I really enjoyed it!!!!

It's so funny u mention this AU tho, I was literally thinking about it the other day bc I just had a moment where I was like 🥵 ✨MEN✨even tho 90% of the time I hate them and this particular boy I wasn't even originally into, but something just HAPPENED! And I was like i think the reverse should happen in that AU, Eren needs to have a moment where he just loses his mind and is like fuck, women damn. So i was going to write this drabble anyway lmfao u just read my mind!!!!!

HELP I FOUND THIS WHOLE ASK IN MY DRAFTS LOL HAD TO FINISH THE DRABBLE! also u can read this as a continuation of that drabble I wrote froever ago about best friend Mikasa 'mik' in a dress!

Eren likes women, he's always liked women. In fact, one might label him as a little bit of a manwhore.

Maybe...

He doesn't personally subscribe to such a label, but it's not necessarily an incorrect description of him.

But people are usually surprised to find that his best friend is female, and often, especially now that he's entered univeristy and they're living together, people question how they haven't slept together. And the answer is very simple, to him, Mikasa is not a girl, she's just one of the boys. They'd decided that was best, especially after that one incident, the one that had almost killed their friendship. After a lot of crying and grovelling, and begging her to forgive him, he'd decided it was best just to simply continue looking at her as a boy.

And Mikasa made it easy, in fact, if he hadn't seen her in that dress that one time he'd barely know she had boobs. They're boobs that keep him up at night sure, haunt his dreams and tease him with the edge of their shape under her oversized sweaters, but nonetheless, for the most part he pretends they don't exist.

The perfect pair of tits has left his brain, he has other girls to satisfy himself with and well Mikasa, Mik, Mik is just one of the guys to him.

So Eren barely blinks at the sleeping arrangements in their apartment after a long night out, getting saddled with Mikasa in his bed while Armin and Annie take hers and Sasha, Connie and Jean take the couch.

It doesn't even phase him, they've done this type of thing so many times before when they were kids. But as Eren wakes up in the middle of the night, to the sounds of squeaking from Mikasa's bed, which he knows can be no one but Sasha and Connie fucking, he thinks its been a long time since he last slept next to Mikasa.

In particular, he does not remember her having this many... curves.

Unbidden, the memory of her in that dress comes to mind, how it had hugged her form, how every single guy in the vicinity had watched her, hungry. And now, as Mikasa flops over, even further into his embrace, hugging him like he's a body pillow, he remembers exactly why the incident had been banned within their friendship.

Because if he keeps thinking about it, feeling her against him to the soundtrack of sex noises from the next room, their relationship won't be so platonic anymore. His arm locks around her waist to keep her form secure, and she makes a noise of contentment, burrowing into his neck.

Eren's breath hitches as she throws her leg over his, the warmth of her cunt pressing hot against his thigh, her breasts pillowed against his chest.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. She's not wearing a bra, because why would she, she's sleeping, why can't she be free, unencumbered. And her tits are fucking amazing, they need to breath, the heavy mounds resting comfortably against his pectorals, she's practically on top of him, fuck.

He can already feel himself tenting his pants as her knee brushes against his cock, he needs to get out of here. He really should. But the moans from the next room over are definitely not encouraging, he does not want to walk by the living room right now to get to the kitchen. He sure feels bad for Jean though, jesus. Mikasa sighs into his chest happily, pressing herself further into him, seeking out his warmth and he can't help how he reacts, his hand slipping from her waist to her ass, just for a quick feel, to make sure she doesn't fall off of him he tells himself.

It can't be comfortable to sleep half on him and half on the bed, on a slant, it can't be comfortable at all.

With his help, he manages to shift her so she's mostly lying on his chest, and she seems happy, her arms twining around him, who is he to stop her ?

"Eren," she mumbles sleepily, pressing himself clsoer against him, her hips slotted against the hard line of his cock, smothering him with her delectable body, fuck! He didn't think this through, because now there is the constant delicious pressure of her cunt right against his hard-on, and its almost painful how turned on he is.

She's so soft and warm, her breasts pillowed against his chest, soft and heavy, the perfect blanket for him.

How the fuck is he supposed to just be friends with her here? How in the hell is he supposed to keep thinking about her as Mik? Almost subconsciously his hands find her hips, caressing along the divots of her spine where her t-shirt has ridden up, soft, milky skin, she's so perfect.

MIkasa hums in contentment and Eren kisses her cheek, he needs her to wake up and do something about this or he's going to wake her up, because his dick is throbbing now, insistent against her and he's not sure how long he'll last with her on top of him making these little pleased noises. "Mik," he whisper hisses against her ear, he needs to take a cold shower at the very least, or go jack it in the bathroom, he needs something!

She doesn't rouse, only snuggles in further, his cock slotted so perfectly against her, seeking out the friction even in sleep.

"Fuck, Miki," he groans and her nose twitches finally, mumbling something against his cheek. "Mikasa," he tries again, "Please I need to get up." "What?" She grumbles finally, half asleep, eyes still shut, she sleepily presses herself closer, sleepily grinding against him now as she edges towards consciousness. Her eyelids flutter slightly as she rubs against him particularly well, a little moan escaping her as his cock catches on her clit through the loose fabric of her shorts.

"Oh," she makes the sweetest little noise, her hands slipping down to grip at his biceps harshly.

"Fuck," she murmurs breathily, her eyes still shut tight, but to Eren's horror she isn't stopping, only pulling back farther, her hips rubbing over the complete length of his bulge, missing not a single inch and Eren can't help his pleasured groan. God she feels so good. "Eren oh my god," she moans, burying her head in his neck as she begins dryfucking him in earnest, grinding herself towards orgasm on his cock, using him as her own personal sex toy. He doesn't mind in the least, he finally gives into the pleasure, taking control of her hips to pull her against him more harshly, leaning into her rhythm.

They come together, whispered curses and broken moans and finally, beautiful grey eyes open, looking up at him blearily in the aftermath of her orgasm. At first she's all sleepy smiles, leaning up to go in for what he's not sure? Maybe a kiss? But then her hold on his bicep tightens, nails digging in tightly to the muscle, and her eyes widen almost comically. "This isn't a dream is it?" "No Mik, it's not." "Fuck," she hisses, her eyes darting away quickly as she tries to comprehend the situation.

"So umm, any chance you're willing to forget this?" "Absolutely not," he growls and then he's kissing her like he's wanted to forever, since he saw her that day in that fucking dress and wanted to declare to the world that she was his like some crazy old caveman.

[lingy910y]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

thanks @energievie, @mybrainismelted, @deedala & @mmmichyyy for the tags! 😁😌💖 these questions are long but fun

1. which character from any media would you like to have as a father? I KNOW i said i don't think ian and mick would be that good as parents but screw it, i want ian to be my dad 😌

2. if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have? i still wouldn’t bc i would like them to be free instead of living with me. even if it’s effortless there’s still a lot of responsibility that comes with taking care of another thing but if there was an ethical way, i want a teacup dog

3. what is your chinese takeout order? i eat chinese food on a daily basis so there’s so much i like but fried ramen or yaki udon (ik it’s japanese but chinese restaurants have them) and wonton. or shrimp rice rolls, i have them every saturday bc they’re my fav food

4. what’s your favorite emoji? 💀 in terms of most used. it’s the superior way to laugh

5. would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house? oooooh library

6. what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly? my little pony 🦄 my little pony🦄 ahh ahh AHH AHH (i still like it)

7. what was your tumblr like when you first joined? bakudeku stuff and kinda cringey posts like "reblog if you don't want to have bad luck" and bad jokes

8. what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself? the cutesy kind like oversized sweaters and leg warmers

9. if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best? genshin, even tho i did so bad on its geoguesser parody LOL

10. what is your favorite piece of art? the question didn't specify the type of art, so i'll say this person's fanart is up there: https://x.com/Tarokunnnn/status/1235139944525504513?s=20

11. do you have a water bottle? yes, it's coral-colored and insulated from zojirushi

12. what fanfic trope is a fanfic fave? ...cheating? if it's one half of the ship cheating on the other person with someone else. the fics aren't my fav bc it's ooc (most of the time) but like i've said before i like angsty drama lmao

13. do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what’s the weirdest thing in it? yeah my backpack that's preppy with pink and tan colors. weirdest things are post-its i still keep from compliments my classmates gave me on my english projects during gallery walks where we have to write down "glows and grows" for others (it's not weird but i had to write smth shh)

14. if you had to ship mickey with another gallagher, who would it be? lip is the least weird option bc debbie, carl, and liam have a way too big age gap with him and they look up to him. that leaves fiona but she's also a girl 😭 and i know i just said cheating is fun to read and it could just be an au but lickey makes me mad AKDJASF (no hate to the shippers) i'm thinking way too hard abt this let's just go with frank

15. what is a fanfic trope you didn’t expect to like and then very much did? historical aus :0c i said i don't really like aus but maybe it's cause i already like history

16. do you think s11 mickey can still carry s11 ian? yeah he's still buff as fuck

17. who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house? they did not go through with selling the house <3 but if they do i see carl and mickey fighting for it LOL

tagging @heymrspatel, @softmick, @krystallouwho, @michellemisfit, @jademickian, @iansw0rld & @juliakayyy

[slytherinshua]

— bias tag game *ੈ✩‧₊˚

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10. then answer the questions below! try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

thank you @fairyhaos and @wheeboo for the tag baes <333

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zanna's bias list:

wonsang (lucy)

joshua (svt)

taehyun (txt)

mk (onf)

gyehyeon (vrvr)

byungchan (victon)

yuto (onf)

changmin (tbz)

jongseob (p1h)

jungwon (enha)

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1. between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

yuto i think!! even tho yuto is my second bias in onf, i think i still biased him before i got into vrvr. i remember biasing him after he put out this dance film!!

2. between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

joshua def :( i love byungchan butttttt im def more loyal to shua like??? subin and seungwoo are competing for that bias spot in victon a l l t h e t i m e but shua is just chilling there like i ADORE HIM SO MUCH ITS CRAZY

3. if you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

god that's so hard.... AH I WANT TO PICK BOTH LIKE??? if i choose wonsang then we could def like have a little jam session, me on the piano and him on the bass, and it would be super fun and i literally love him sm hes my cutie?????? BUT taehyun is my ult bias like he will always be and i think i ultimately have to pick him.... watch us get into a debate tho 😭 (my toxic trait is thinking i could beat taehyun in a debate)

4. what is your favorite physical feature about 9?

sdkjksd i just biased him like i haven't been a jongseob bias for even 24 hours yet BUT HIS SMILE???? AND HIS LIL TOOTH OML HES SO KSHJFDKDJSFK HES SO KSHFIUY*(@#@&$R#UEFHJD I LOVE HIM SM WHY IS HE THE CUTEST THING EVER </3

5. what is your favorite part of 6's personality?

lmfao i can't say what i want to say 💀 um... i just like how bright he is and when he smiles its like he can light up the entire world w his dimples :(

6. if you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

OMFG CHANGMIN MY ABSOLUTE BABY YOU ARE DOING WELL LIKE YOU ARE LOVED AND YOU ARE CHERISHED AND DEOBI LOVE YOU AND YOUR SISTERS LOVE YOU AND YOUR MEMBERS LOVE YOU WE ALL LOVE YOU SM PLS STAY HEALTHY AND HAPPY </3

7. between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

def shua like tbh i don't think wonsang has anything in his closet besides sweatpants, t-shirts, and that one sweater that he wore like a bunch of times lmfao??? no but ive seen his closet and i feel like shua has more to work w (even tho im shit w fashion like id just steal a hoodie or smth that was oversized and that would be it)

8. what is a style that you want to see 3 try?

LONG HAIRRRRR omg but ive been saying this for a rly long time, ive seen edits of taehyun w long hair and HE WOULD LOOK GOOD. not like super long hair but like fluffy long hair (def no longer than beomgyu's mullet) i just think he'd look extra bf and soft </3

9. between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

lmao they're practically the same height but im closer to gyehyeon's height since hes abt 0.4 cm shorter than mk 💀 i'd stand tall next to either of them tho im only like 7 cm shorter than them 👹

10. between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

ugh tf you doing this for that's like such a hard decision honestly. like these two are the groups that i don't stan as much (p1h cause i haven't gotten into their discography that much yet and enha cause i just.... don't stan enha that much) probably enha??? but i have a feeling that ill like p1h's discography more than enha once i fully get into it. i don't rly listen to much of enha's discography on a daily basis (lmao if it was any other two ppl on this list then i would be picking easily) no cause im actually gonna say p1h cause of the songs i listened to this morning while eating breakfast (my p1h playlist was on shuffle) i loved every single one of them, and ive been listening to bff the entire day

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omg that was so fun skdjsk one of the funnest tag games ive ever done tbh

tagging: @eternalgyu,, @tempobaekh,, @edensgardenn,, @evalevaeva,, @etherealyoungk,, @weird-bookworm,, @blue-jisungs,, @zzinyl,, @amxlia-stars,, @ylliris-hanniehae,, @icyminghao,, @hyeosi,, and @starsstuddedsky <3

[starr-finn]

Hi bestie I am sorry that I haven't gotten much done on ur request 😭

- Okay okay so like

- Can we get uhm.... Dallas, Hoxton, Houston and Bain with like, cute s/o

- I KNOW WHAT UR THINKING, 'YOU'VE ALREADY GOTTEN HEADCANONS FOR CUTE S/O'

- IT'S NOT ENOUGH GRRR

- Okay okay anyway

- So here's the prompt-

- Reader wears like.... soft colours, cute skirts, dresses, overalls, sweaters, cardigans, so on

- They're very cute so

- BUT THERE'S MORE

- So yes ofc they're small but also like

- When they get spooked they like.... squeak? Like 'eep' kinda thing 🥺

- They like to hold hands too :)

- (Their hands are so smol hehe)

- They always smell like cherries or something

- It is most likely due to the cherry flavoured heart lollipops they bring/give to everyone

- Uh I will personally give you bonus points (possibly on your request) if you complete this difficult task: Add Bile to the list

- (If you can't it's okay)

Dallas, Houston, Hoxton, Bain, and Bile with a cute, small, and sweet Fem!S/O

Dallas

Dallas literally thinks you're too cute to exist

That's it, he believes you're an angel

Bro adores how you dress/act

if you ever, EVER get hurt, he sees red, like bro commits more mass murder than he already does

He tries to keep you close during heists, if you run off to do anything he almost has a heart attack

"Alright everyone...wAIT WHERE IS-??? oh there she is...Please don't wander off hun"

He goes out of his way to get you some more outfits if you look at anything for longer than 10 seconds

He tries not to scare you but holy shit he thinks its so cute when you squeak of make kinda 'Eep' sounds when you get scared

If you're both out in public and you hold his hand he gets so flustered, he loves how tiny your hands are compared to him

if you ever give him any of your cherry flavored lollipops he's just like...confused? but so in love still, like holy shit

He loves that you seem to smell like cherries, he thinks it fits your personality

all and all, he loves you

Hoxton

As said in @crispy-bonnie's fic, he will tease tf outta you

However he really does adore you, no matter what the teasing says

you're one of the few people that he'll allow close to him, He's 100% always holding your hand

he thinks your hands being smaller than his is super cute

Bro fr dies if you wear anything oversized and hide your hands in the sleeves

Y'all know that 'call an ambulance, call an ambulance! but not for me' meme? that's him if you ever get hurt

if you wear bows in your hair, he's going down love

will spook you just to hear you squeak

dude doesn't really like the cherry lollipops, but he'll tolerate them for you

if you wander off at any time, on heists, or just while you're out and about, and he can't see you, he almost goes on a rampage

"ALRIGHT FUCKERS WHICH ONE OF YOU- oh nvm there she is, hey sunshine'

Houston

Believe it or not he actually likes those cherry lollipops, so he 100% eats them if you give them to him

Dude will hold your hand if you guys ever go out, mainly cuz he's scared he'll lose you in a crowd, you're that short lol

Bro literally hides you from everyone, Houston has a lot of enemies, he's scared they'll use you to get to him

if you do get lost tho, he'll be calm about it, inside he's losing his mind tho, so he just calls you

"Hey doll, where are you? You just kinda vanished. Alright stay there, I'll come get you"

Bro tries his best not to scare you, but when it does happen he can't help but almost lose it, your little squeaks make him lose it

He lets you wear some of his sweaters and shirts if you ask, seeing as there mostly plain gray or white

He will carry you around if you ask

His favorite thing about you is 100% your style, He just loves the way you dress

Bain

He Fr adores you

If you ever get lost he can just, tell you where to go

"ok Sweetheart, the objective is on the left, be careful ok? Don't die or get caught"

He thinks your style is so cute, especially the dresses

So since he's never really shown his face, or been around you personally so he hasn't been blessed by you giving him one of your many cherry lollipops yet, but he's seen you give them to others and he thinks it's so damn cute

He spends a lot of time talking to you quietly cuz he doesn't wanna scare you

anytime he does, and you do the lil squeak thing he feels so bad afterwards

But he thinks the squeak is super cute

ok so when he does finally show himself, its an entirely different story

Bro finally receives the blessing of the cherry lollipops

He'll kinda hold your hand if you two go out together

if you get lost then, he almost loses it

all in all, either way, he's kinda protective

Bile

Alright, never written for bile, lets try this

Bile thinks your adorable, no doubt

like oh lord your style!

if you ever get lost, he stays pretty relaxed while looking for you, but if he can't find you after a while, then he'll kinda freak out, not outwardly so

when he finally finds you he visibly calms down

"oh hey! there you are! where'd you run off too cutie?"

has a few of the cherry lollipops you hand out to people in his helicopter

He likes listening to you ramble about things you're into just as much as he likes rambling about WW1 combat lol

He seems like the kinda guy that would carry you around just because he can, like you're shorter than him and thus, he can carry you, he'll stop if you ask tho

He really likes the cardigans and sweaters you wear, he also really likes the skirts and stuff

if you ever get hurt on a heist when he's picking you and the guys up he wants to fucking kill the swat guys

You're the only heister that has front seat privileges lol

But yeah, he loves having you around

Lol I was listening to first date by frad on loop the whole time I was writing this, hope you guys like this one, sorry it took so long, writers block fuckin sucks

Tag list

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@foxqueen1077777

@iwillstealyourtoes-wattpad

[bellezabelize]

✨Weekly Tag Wednesday!✨

Tho here, it's already Thursday

Thanks for the tag @jrooc ♡. I'm a tumblr loner, so no tags from me 😅 hahaha.

how is your day going? Pretty damn shite, have another two hours to work through with an attention span of a goldfish.

are you okay? Nah, if it wasn't for meds I would have a full on depressive episode.

are you single? Indeed.

are you happy about that? Yes, I don't do romance, tho I think it might be nice to have someone to come back to and share the daily shit with.

what is your favourite shade of your favourite colour? Obviously it's Hamlindigo blue 💙.

what age do you feel in your brain? Good question, it tends to swing between 19 and 69.

do you feel like the good times are behind you or ahead of you? Both? Had a few years between severe depressive episodes, when I was doing crazy shit while maniac, but other than that I don't think I was ever truly happy in a healthy way and currently my life is shit, so I can only hope the actual good times are ahead of me.

do you have a best friend? Yeah, I do.

did you have a childhood pet? Yes, I had crazy-aggressive rabbit and few other pets, till I finally got my mum to get me my dream dog - a foxterrier. Been with me for 12 years - sadly she passed away when I was about 21.

do you light candles or incense? Incense, then I read tarot for shits and giggles, but apparently what I see helps some people so that's nice? I'm basically younger version of Professor Trelawney, and my room smells like her classroom, lol.

are you busy Friday night? Yeah, team outing. I would skip it, but I've already missed the last one and don't want to be accused of not being into company values. I will have one beer and go home.

if you were a circus performer which act would you be in? I used to do gymnastics and I do aireal yoga sometimes so maybe something involving that.

what's the last thing you created? An invoice, lol. Apart from that, the lunch I had today at work - considering I enjoyed it despite the lack of appetite, it was pretty fuckin good.

what is your favourite outfit? Either my pale blue dress, or black tennis skirt with some nice sweater. Unless I'm depressed like today, then oversized hoodie and some yoga pants.

what is your favourite fic or book of all time? Fuck, I have too many. Maybe from the top of my head "The Dead Zone" for a book and "Stages of Hope" for a fic.

what are you looking forward to? Long term, getting a new job and leaving my shithole of a country, as for today, smoking weed, cuddling with my cat and reading/watching something.

what can put you immediately in a better mood? Fanfictin and Shayne Topp reading reddit stories.

do you like hugs? Depends, I'm very particular about who can hug me. I can really like someone and feel awkward when they hug me, or I can meet someone for the first time and feel comfortable in their arms

what is something you wish people understood about you? I’m bitchy and won't sugar-coat, but I will go an extra mile to help you, if you're my friend. Also, I'm not just moody, I'm bipolar. I can ghost people for a week, not because I feel like ignoring them but because holding a conversation even getting out of bed is too much of an effort. And when I go overly mad, that's because I'm maniac, and not just being dramatic for the sake of causing drama. My bank account is really sad when that happens, lol.

[why-the-heck-not]

13, 27 and 30, but answer any question you'd like to be asked

Thank you for asking !! :)

13: first thing you’re doing in the purge?

I wanna say a shopping spree, but in all actuality I’d lock myself into my apartment and wait it out & hope for the best. Too many creeps out there

27: what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

I’ve started to get very lazy with clothes. It’s oversized something (black hoodie, t-shirt, flannel or a sweater), sport leggings, doc martens and green leather jacket (tho it’s starting to get too cold for it, gotta switch to a warmer coat). Rn my fave is the ”tate sweater” :D seasonally appropriate (bc halloween time -> i’m rewatching ahs) and cozy

30: ask me anything !

What’s ur go-to ”fun drink from the grocery store as a treat” drink? (Drop ur answers in the comments if u wanna!! Bc I want to know lol :p)

[emotionalsupportgoblin420]

Idk. Around 100

Little over a year ago.

Well over 1000 at least.

Mainly my crocs, conversen, or platform boots (I call them my "stompers" lol)

White.

At my auntie's and uncie's house visiting my baby cousins.

Yes. Am I the best? No. But I can draw a mean hand easily and many artists can't do that. So yes. I'd say I'm pretty good.

My mum (I'm very careful with who I date. I've only ever courted one guy. That's how I like it, tho. Less drama this way.)

Yessir! I'm an age dreamer so I really like to.

Probably my moss green sweater or my oversized mossy coat (seriously, my moss coat is an xl and I'm a medium lol)

Urban. In the bad part of town unfortunately.

The mall. There's a specific mall I really like. We go there for my birthday every year.

Funny.

Stuffies and Invader Zim comics.

Mashed potatoes.

No. I don't really want or need it.

A new nintendo switch. The one I have it busted (100% my fault), and I want the yellow one.

My big brother. He's my best friend.

We never did Santa. My family is Christian and decided the focus should be on Jesus. I 100% support this decision. I have plenty of fun Christmas traditions and memories without Santa.

Transformers Animated! I need my TFA hyperfixation to be satisfied!

Goblincore!

Owl City. I still love him and I got to see him in concert last year for my birthday.

Record player 100%

Not really. I'm skeptical about any conspiracy theory I hear.

Aw, hell no! He's a good guy, and we're still friends, but on God, he is way too much of a simp for me. We're trying to get him to break up with his manipulative and immature gf rn. I love him platonically, but boy did I dodge a bullet.

TRANSFORMERS!!! I love transformers sm! Tf rid is my current hyperfixation

Yessir! I'd take a bullet for her! We feed into each other's delulu fictional crushes lol

Sad music. I just start imagining oc angst to get it all out of my system.

A Hatsune Miku shirt with navy jeans and pink sneakers.

Yes. @cosmic-nebula356 is one. But I don't treat my online friends like my irl friends. Mainly, just enjoy their posts and such. No really chatting or anything. I'm too shy to talk to people online like that.

Preppy. Especially the slutty kind where they where incredibly skimpy clothes. It's such a massive ick for me.

Once a month. We don't have a washer and dry at home, so we gotta go to the laundromat.

Gold baby! 24 karat magic in the air!

That Time I got Reincarnated as a Slime is my guilty pleasure anime. If you've seen it you'll probably know why lol

I might try dreads. I'm just so scared that if I don't like it, I'd have to cut my hair. I don't wanna cut my hair.

Not really. Once in a blue moon maybe.

Tf rid Sideswipe currently. I love him, and I love to tell everyone how much I love him ♥️

Daisy. She was a beautiful labrador retriever. I lost her this year, and I miss her a lot. Had her since I was 3, and she could've been a therapy dog with her sweet disposition. I miss her sm.

I would change how the block system works so that it works for side blogs as well. I hate getting harassed on my agere blog and not being able to do anything about it.

My tooth with a cavity in it. I was about 8ish when I got a cavity in one of my baby teeth. I still have that tooth, and I wanna turn it into jewelry.

Concert! Take me to a BTS concert, and I am instantly down on one knee!

Running away at 12. Dumbest thing I've ever done.

42 personal questions ask game

how many followers do you have?

when’s the last time you went on a date

how many posts have you made?

What type of shoes do you wear?

what colour are the walls of your room

where are you right now? (not exact location. ex: at a park)

would you consider yourself good at art?

who was your first kiss?

do you still sleep with stuffed animals?

what’s your favourite piece of clothing you own?

do you live in an urban, suburban, or rural area?

what’s your favourite store to shop at? (online or irl)

if you had to choose one POSITIVE word to describe yourself, what would it be?

do you collect anything?

what’s the last thing you ate?

if you go to therapy, do you like your therapist?

what’s one thing you want to buy, but don’t have the money or resources to get?

Who’s the first person you can think of?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

If you could revive one tv show that has been cancelled, what show would it be?

do you consider yourself a part of any alternative subculture? if so, which one(s)?

who was your childhood favourite music artist?

CDs or record players?

Do you believe in any conspiracy theories?

would you get back together with an ex if given the opportunity?

favourite kid’s show character?

is the person you call your best friend actually your best friend?

when you’re sad, do you prefer to listen to music to match your mood, or listen to happy music?

what’s the last outfit you wore?

do you have any online friends?

least favourite clothing style that is currently popular

how often do you do your laundry?

do you prefer silver or gold jewelry?

what’s your book/movie/tv guilty pleasure?

if you could change your hair however you want, how would you change it?

do you paint your nails?

what’s an uncommon/specific /obscure topic you’re interested in?

what’s the name of your first pet/what would you name your first pet if you had one?

what’s one feature you would change on tumblr?

what’s the most interesting item you own?

would you rather go on a date at a museum or a concert?

what’s one regret you have?

[timeloop-angel]

I was making a post defending her outfit but i realized that yeah it would better change everything.

But! The idea itself is nice, and I've seen it done well many times. I think in this case, it's more about a failed styling attempt

(Tho i understand that from the perspective of a high fashion magazine on the 2000s, this outfit is sacrilegious)

First: Change the shirt to a white one because its too blue with the blue sweater. A white shirt would bring more contrast and variation, and it would be easier to the eyes. It would be more fun! Idk how to word it lolol

Second: change the sweater to a more oversized one. The one she is wearing is ill-fitting, so it makes an anxious and awkward impression.

Third: The skirt. Ok. Look. At first i thought it was fine, and yeah it foes depends on how its stylized and the vision of the look! But either dont really apply to Andy cuz she lacks both. And now i dont really like it. It looks ugly, and the ill-fitting blue sweater prevents me from re-imagining it.

But! I found some pics of similar looks on pinterest and one of them do have a blue sweater! So yeah something akin to those can work out

I think the biggest issue with Andy's skirt is that although on first look its fine, if you stop to think about it, the form and stamp and how is used doesn't work well at all with the other pieces. ESPECIALLY with the sweater. So change it to any of the above skirts, esp the last one and it will be fine.

(I just want to add that the og skirt is innocent. It can go well with more alt vintage styles, but again, the wearer and how is wearered matters a lot.

Also also ik the movie is in 2000s so my opinions on this is very biased. I know shit abt USAian 00s fashion culture aside from y2k and punk scenes)

4: The highstocks. Since im making a point of maintaining the same idea without excluding any piece of the look, rather than leaving them out i think its better to either 1. Change it to white stocks or 2. Change it to those somewhat transparent stocks. But considering that Andy is def going to a more "conservative" look here, it would make more sense to make her use white stocks.

5: Her shoes is ugly. I dont like it. Any hope for the original look is destroyed the moment you look at her shoes. Since current Andy doesn't seems to like high heels, then maybe wearing boots or those more cute-looking, lolita type shoes would the best. But considering her character and environment and time, boots would make more sense. More specifically, black boots!

And thats it. I dont want to justify her colleagues/boss's mean remarks, its shitty nonetheless, but they do have a point. Andy do work for a prestigious/elite fashion magazine and dressing better due to that is important, because as the assistant of the editor in chief, she is part of the magazine's face.

So like. Girl sorry i cant defend your outfit but to give your a credit your workplace is shitty.