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tbaluver · 10 days ago

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hellooo!! i absolutely love your fluffy family imagines/hcs so so much! say, do you have a reaction idea on LADS men when their child cries because of them? like they unintentionally hurt their babies feelings or unknowingly broke their promise (cuz they were busy/forgot) or absolutely anything that comes to your lovely genius mind aaa :'3

thank you and hope you have an amazing daaaay!! (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

Making Their Child Cry- The Love And DeepSpace Men

in order: xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus genre: fluff fluff + imagine a/n: hihi anonnie! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ thank you so much angel im happy to hear that! <3 this was such a cute idea i had soo much fun writing these and i had many scenarios for each one! i got most of my ideas thanks to @ilovemitsuya mwah ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) rafayel's part was also inspired by a mother and daughter from tiktok! <3 i lovee writing them as dads bc i just know they would make great dads and husbands! i hope you enjoy reading and i hope you also have an amazing day luv (∩˃o˂∩)♡

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Xavier:

“what?”

“santa isn’t real,” xavier says softly, not fully grasping the weight of the words he’s just dropped onto his son. xavier never saw the appeal of santa. the idea of someone sneaking into your house, leaving gifts, eating your cookies, and disappearing without a trace never sat well with him. but now, as he watches his son’s world crumble in front of him, he realizes how wrong it was to voice his opinions out loud, especially to his baby that still believes magic is real.

“b-but yes he is!” his son’s voice trembles, his lip quivering as tears begin to glisten in his eyes.

xavier’s heart sinks, his baby boy’s holiday magic is about to shatter and he didn’t realize that it would hurt this much to him. he reaches out but his son backs away, a tiny sob escapes his lips and runs away from xavier.

“momma! papa says santa isn’t real!” the words come out in sobs as your son clings desperately to your legs, his face wet with tears.

you gasp, your heart breaking hearing your baby boy cry as you scoop him into your arms. xavier watches, looking at you for a silent plea for help as you cradle your son close.

“hon it’s okay,” you murmur as you rock your baby boy gently. “santa’s real...it’s just that...well, your papa ate all of santa’s cookies last christmas and it made santa a little upset so right now, santa and papa aren’t exactly getting along. but i’m sure they’ll fix it.” you eye xavier, signaling him.

your son sniffles and wipes his nose with his sleeve, his little face scrunches, “h-he made santa upset! papa you have to fix it!”

xavier reaches out and wipes the last few stray tears from his son’s cheek, “alright, i’ll fix it. i promise.”

later that night

your son is fast asleep in his bed, his small frame curled up under the covers until tiny trails of sparkling light begin to swirl around his room. they twinkle like stars, softly glowing in his room.

your son stirs, his eyelids fluttering open, still heavy with sleep. he rubs his eyes as he tries to focus on the situation unfolding in front of him. at the foot of his bed, standing in a warm glow of light, is a santa and elf puppet.

“ho ho ho! hello there sweet child!” the santa puppet's voice exclaims but really it’s just xavier, hiding beside his small bed frame as he projects his voice through the puppet’s mouth. “i’m sorry i cannot be there in person right now,” the puppet- or xavier continues, “but i sent my best elf to deliver this as a message to you! your father and i have talked, and we have made up!” the elf puppet nods and claps enthusiastically.

your son’s eyes widen with joy, “really?! yay!!” hearing his son’s excitement and happiness makes his heart full and he wishes he can see the joy in his son’s face.

“you should sleep now,” the santa puppet says softly, “i’ll be seeing you again on christmas night. goodnight, little one!”

your son grins, wishing a goodbye to the santa puppet as he pulls the covers up to his chin and snuggles back into the warmth of his bed. but the excitement that was building up in his chest refuses to let him sleep fully. his eyes flutter once more and catches a glimpse of the twinkling lights and a trail of sparkling dust as the puppets disappear from his sight.

xavier peeks into his soon’s room, “is everything alright?” he whispers, stepping inside. his son sits up, wide-eyed with a grin plastered on his face.

“daddad! santa just spoke to me!” his voice filled with excitement and joy, making xavier smile.

he crouches down beside him, playing along as if he wasn’t there a few seconds ago. “really? i just spoke to him too.”

your son’s giggles and xavier can’t help but join in and laugh with him, “you guys are best friends now!”

“of course,” xavier says softly, “anything to make you happy. i’m sorry i upset you earlier.”

your son wraps his arms around his neck in a hug, “it’s okay dad. you never would upset me. i love you.”

xavier’s smile softens, returning the embrace. “i love you too, my little star,” he whispers, a small glow of dust still glowing in the room.

Zayne:

“we’re losing her!”

the panic in the room was almost tangible.

“don’t worry. it’s going to be okay,” dr. zayne replied calmly, even though he could feel the distress radiating through the room. his eyes remained focused on the patient in front of him.

earlier

“okay daddy ready?” his daughter’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she bounced up and down, clutching her beloved snow bear plushie. the little bear was dressed up as elsa from frozen and it was her most loved and cherished plushie she’s ever gotten.

zayne’s lips curled up into a smile from how cute his daughter was as he gives her a nod. he clears his throat before beginning. “let it go....let it goooo.” he sang flatly as tiny snowflakes and snowdrops danced in the air, falling gently on top of them.

she gasped in delight as she watched the magic unfold before her eyes. to her it was way better than anything from the movie, it felt like real magic. she squealed with laughter, spinning in a circle until something unexpected happened.

an ice crystal drops into her plushie’s belly, forming a small tear on its soft stomach and its stuffing begins to fall out.

to zayne it was a minor mishap, just a small rip. but to his baby girl, it was an absolute catastrophe. her face twisted in shock and before zayne could even react, she screamed in horror, clutching her bear to her chest like she truly lost someone in a war.

“daddy!” she cries out, her tiny hands desperately trying to protect the bear as the stuffing slowly poured out. little did she know she was actually making it worse as she kept moving it around. “y-you monster!” her voice trembled.

hearing that made zayne’s heart sank but he swallowed his own disappointment and quickly scooped her into his arms. “i’m sorry, my little snowflake,” he says softly, rubbing her back as she hiccups with sobs. “it was an accident. we can fix her okay?”

she pulls away slightly, rubbing stray tears that fell from her eyes, “we can?”

zayne gives her a reassuring nod and a small smile, “i promise. she just needs a little surgery and she’ll be all better.” he brushes the hair from her face, helping her wipe away any tears with his thumb. “you must stay strong for her okay?”

he gently sets the plushie on the table in front of them, its belly exposed with cotton. “i’m going to get everything we need but i need you to stay and look out for her.” she nods seriously, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.

zayne leaves the room momentarily and returns with a small pair of scissors, needle, and a thread. he kneels beside the table as his daughter stood nearby, watching anxiously.

the operation has begun.

zayne carefully snips away the thread, feeling the weight of his daughter’s gaze. a few clumps of stuffing accidentally falls out and she gasps, her eyes widening in panic.

“we’re losing her!” she cries, hiding behind zayne’s arms for comfort.

“don’t worry. it’s going to be okay,” dr. zayne replied calmly, even though he could feel the distress radiating through the room. his eyes remained focused on the patient in front of him. he continued to stitch, pulling the fabric of the bear back together, until the rip looked like it was never there. with one final knot, it was finished.

“there,” he gently smoothes her plushie’s fur, “all better now.”

her eyes widened, holding the bear closer to her chest. she squeezes it tightly, smiling widely. “thank you, you're the best!” she squeals, his heart lifting at the sight of her happiness.

she bites her lip and looks up at him, her voice small. “i-i’m sorry for calling you a monster papa,” she whispers.

zayne’s heart melted and scooped her up into a big hug, pressing a sweet kiss to the top of her small head. “it's alright my little snowflake. i know you didn’t mean it.”

she hugs him back tightly, her small frame nuzzling into the crook of his neck. “i love you daddy.”

“i love you too, dear. now let’s go get some deserving macaroons after our shift.”

Rafayel:

his son had always wanted to be just like rafayel. he’d watch with wide eyes as rafayel creates something beautiful in his studio. the way the artwork has come to life the moment he starts to paint or draw has always fascinated him.

as soon as his son announced that he had drawn something for him, rafayel couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride.

“alright, show me what you’ve got my little glub glub!” rafayel grins, his heart was racing with excitement to see what his son had created.

but the moment his son had turned his sketchbook around, he froze. a chuckle escapes before he could stifle it. the drawing was rafayel’s face and it was....certainly unique. many would call it abstract. the proportions were comedically off and the colors were, well, not quite what rafayel expected.

“wow! this is....nice!” rafayel says, forcing the words out with a grin while desperately fighting back the laugh that was threatening to escape.

“raf....” you whispered, pinching his arm as a warning, your eyes narrowing with concern. you could tell rafayel was trying to hold back the sarcasm and you feared that their son might pick up on it.

“ouch!” he winces dramatically but it didn’t stop his amusement from creeping in. “i mean seriously, where did you learn to do this? and is this....pigmentation? where were you all these years?!” he lets out a small laugh, digging himself deeper into the joke.

unfortunately, his son was not laughing. his son pulls the sketchbook away and hugs it tightly to his chest, hiding the drawing.

“nono!” rafayel scrambles to fix it, “i promise my little glub glub, it’s sooo good!” but his words could not mask the laughter still lingering in his throat.

a pout forms on his son’s lip, arms crossed, just like what his father would do. “then why are you and mommy laughing?” his voice trembled, tears threatening to spill in his eyes.

rafayel froze, guilt washing over him once he saw tears streaming down his cheeks. “glub glub, mommy doesn’t know anything about art!” he tries to explain, his tone trying to remain gentle as he tries to cover your face with a pillow.

he pulls his baby boy into his arms, “hey hey i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make you upset. your art is nice. i think you’ve got talent. i love it. i really do.”

your son didn’t respond for a few seconds but he relaxed a little later in rafayel’s arms. “you promise?”

rafayel nods, his lips curling into a smile as he presses a gentle kiss to the top of his baby son’s head., “i promise my little glub glub. now let’s frame your masterpiece on the fridge!”

your son squeals in joy, bouncing on the couch with excitement but you intervene with a teasing smile. “how about we let daddy display your masterpiece in his pieces as well?” you give rafayel a mischievous grin, watching as his eyes narrow at you

“that’s even better!” he says, trying not to drop his playful sarcasm. “see my little glub? i love you so so much that i’ll even put your beautiful artwork in mine.” he throws in a playful wink as he lifts his son into his arms for a tight hug.

Sylus:

your little girl had waited for sylus for hours. he had promised her playtime as much as she wants before bed. but now, now it was almost too late. she clutched her favorite crow plushie as if it was a stress ball. she sat in front of the window, glaring at the headlights of his vehicle that flashed by.

when the door finally swung open, it wasn’t the usual welcoming scene of you and your daughter running up to him and greeting him. instead it was just you greeting him, your lips met his in a soft and tender kiss and his baby girl, well, she glared at him with all the fury and intimidation she could muster.

“sweetie?” his eyebrows furrowed as he knelt down to meet her height but she only puffed out her cheeks further, gripping her poor crow plushie.

“you lied!” she points at him accusingly, “you promised playtime!” she whined, her voice going higher, a sign that she was this close bursting into tears.

he sighed deeply, “i’m sorry, sweetie. i didn’t-”

before he could finish his sentence, the crow plushie was thrown at his face that made him pause mid sentence. he let out a long exhale, brushing it off. she was already upset and he did break her promise.

“i didn’t mean to break our promise my little dove,” he continues, “but i;m here now, okay? i’m here.” he extends his large hands to wipe any stray tears that were already forming in her eyes.

his heart shatters when he sees her bottom lip quivering as she sniffles in protest and when he sees tears starting to form and spill. he cooed softly, his large hands tenderly brushing the tears from her cheeks. “it’s okay sweetie. here. i have something to make it up to you.”

suddenly the door swings open and luke and kieran trots in, both dramatically holding up a mountain of her favorite dolls and toys. “little hunter!” they exclaimed in unison, striking a pose.

her eyes widened, noticing those were her favorite toys. the toys she had been dreaming and wanting for a while. “are those for me?” she gasped, her eyes sparkled with excitement.

sylus smiles, picking her up gently as she squeals in delight. her pout disappearing into a cute grin. “of course,” he replies, his voice much more playful and softer as he boops her tiny nose. “we can play as much as you want now.”

her little arms wrapped around his neck, not reaching all the way due to her tiny frame and his much larger frame. “thank you so much! i love you daddy!”

sylus chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “i love you too sweetie.”

you couldn’t help but watch in awe at the scene, “what do you say sweetie?”

she paused, her face scrunching up as her head drooped down. “i-i’m sorry for throwing my plushie at you,” she whispered, her cheeks rosy with embarrassment.

sylus lets out a small laugh, shaking his head. “it’s alright sweetie. let’s not let it happen again. we can always work things out differently okay?”

she nods, listening intently.

“now, let’s all play, yes?” he raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

the excitement in her eyes was truly adorable as she bounced in his arms, her little legs kicking with pure joy. “yes yes! let’s go!” she squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

luke and kieran had already made their way to her playroom and sylus held her close, guiding you to the room as well, his hand resting comfortably on your lower back.

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redvdress · 2 months ago

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MORE UA HAWKS FOR THE SOUL

PERSISTENT GUY(part 𝐈?)

A/N i’m soo glad you liked ua hawks, so here’s the prequel of persistent guy, and how he (spoiler) didn’t give up on you! i imagined the reader with a shadow quirk and reading you’ll understand why, if that doesn’t match your likes, let’s picture he calls you ‘shadow queen’ because of your introverted and grumpy nature. requests are open so feel free to ask for different reader. part 𝐈𝐈𝐈’s outtt!

The late afternoon sun hung lazily in the sky, casting long shadows across the U.A. High School’s combat training grounds.

You were trying your best to blend into the background, as you often did, your eyes darting around as you assessed the situation.

Hawks, or Takami Keigo as the teachers insisted on calling him, was not doing the same. In fact, Hawks was very much in his element, chatting away with other students, giving them pointers, and flashing that signature grin of his to anyone within eyesight. He had been a rising star in the class since day one, not just for his quirk, but for his energy, confidence, and natural charisma.

But today, his attention was particularly focused on one person—you.

Each student was supposed to demonstrate their quirk against a randomly assigned opponent. You had hoped to go unnoticed, but the fates were not so kind. The teacher’s voice cut through the murmur of the class.

“Alright, yln, you’re up. You’re going against…” He glanced at his clipboard, pausing for dramatic effect. “…Takami Keigo.”

Your eyes flicked up at the mention of Hawks’ name. Of course. It just had to be him.

Across the grounds, Hawks’ expression lit up like it was Christmas morning. He’d been itching to get closer to you for weeks now, and this was a perfect opportunity.

“Guess it’s my lucky day, huh, yln?” he called over to you, already starting to walk towards the center of the training field. His voice was light and teasing, as always, but with a note of genuine excitement behind it. “Finally get to see what the legendary Shadow Queen can do up close.”

You rolled your eyes at the nickname, your annoyance growing. “Don’t call me that,” you muttered under your breath, though you doubted he even heard you.

The other students, curious about the match-up, began to murmur amongst themselves.

“Whoa, yn and Takami? That’s going to be crazy.”

“Hawks is so fast—can she even keep up with him?”

“I’ve seen yln fight before. Her quirk’s no joke.”

“Still… Takami can fly. What’s she going to do about that?”

As the two students faced off, you stood in your usual stance—arms crossed, your eyes sharp and calculating. You weren’t one to show off, preferring to let your quirk do the work. But Hawks… Hawks was all about the spectacle.

“You ready for this, yln?” Hawks asked, stretching out his arms and flaring his wings wide, letting the wind catch them. “Don’t hold back on me. I wanna see what you’ve got.”

Your eyes narrowed. You weren’t one for flashy entrances or playful banter. Your quirk was as much about subtlety as it was power, and you had no intention of giving Hawks the satisfaction of playing into his game.

“I’m not interested in putting on a show for you,” you said bluntly.

“Show?” Hawks chuckled, giving you a playful wink. “Come on, you know you’ve got style. Let’s have some fun with it!”

Before you could respond, the teacher blew the whistle, signaling the start of the match.

Hawks didn’t waste a second. In the blink of an eye, he shot into the air, his wings carrying him high above the field. From above, he could see everything—every shadow, every movement. It was one of the reasons he was such a formidable opponent in combat.

You, on the other hand, didn’t move from your spot. Instead, your body began to melt into the shadow beneath your feet, disappearing entirely into the darkness.

You could feel the cold embrace of the shadows as they carried you across the field, reemerging in a nearby shadow cast by a large tree.

“Oh-ho!” Hawks called from above, already spotting her movement. “You’re gonna have to be quicker than that if you wanna hide from me!”

With a powerful flap of his wings, he shot downward, aiming to close the distance between them in seconds. But you weren’t planning on letting him get that close. With a sharp movement of your hand, the shadows around you rippled and expanded, creating a wall of darkness that rose to meet Hawks mid-air.

He swerved at the last second, narrowly avoiding the wall of shadows with an agile twist of his body. He laughed, exhilarated by the near miss. “Nice! I wasn’t expecting that!”

You stayed silent, your focus entirely on the match. You weren’t here to play games. Your shadows coiled around you like living serpents, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.

Hawks, still flying just above the field, seemed unphased. In fact, he was enjoying himself more than ever.

“Tell you what,” he called out, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “If I win this, you’ve gotta have lunch with me tomorrow.”

Your eyebrows shot up, your focus momentarily broken. “What?”

“You heard me! Lunch! It’ll be fun!” Hawks grinned, knowing full well how much his suggestion would irritate her. “And hey, if you win, I’ll… I don’t know, I’ll stop bugging you for a whole week.”

“Deal” you said coldly, already plotting your next move. You had no intention of losing.

A small crowd had gathered by now, watching the fight unfold. Some of the students were whispering to each other excitedly.

“Is he seriously asking her out during a match?”

“That’s so like Hawks. He never stops, does he?”

“He’s definitely gonna get her this time. I mean, who could say no to him?”

Among the crowd, a few of the female students looked particularly envious, casting jealous glances toward you.

“I don’t get it. Why’s Takami so obsessed with her? She’s so… distant.”

“Yeah, she’s always by herself. Doesn’t even talk to anyone.”

“Maybe that’s why. He likes a challenge.”

“I’d trade places with her in a second…”

The jealousy was palpable, but you were far too focused to care about the chatter around you.

Back in the training field, Hawks dove toward you again, his wings tucked close to his body for speed. But this time, you were ready. As he closed in, you extended your arm, and the shadows around you surged forward like a tidal wave, forcing Hawks to bank hard to avoid them.

But Kara wasn’t done. The moment he was airborne again, you vanished into the shadows beneath you, reappearing in a completely different part of the field. Your movements were like a ghost’s—unpredictable, silent, and impossible to pin down.

“You’re slippery,” Hawks admitted, coming to a hover high above the field. “But you know what? So am I.”

With a quick flick of his wings, Hawks released several red feathers, each one glowing faintly as it shot downward. They spread out like a net, their tips sharp and precise, aimed to cut off youe escape routes.

But you seemed to be always a step ahead. As the feathers closed in, you dissolved into the shadows once again, dodging each one by reappearing elsewhere.

This back-and-forth continued for several minutes, with Hawks trying to pin you down and you deftly avoiding his every move. The other students watched in awe, impressed by the display of skill from both sides.

“Look at them go,” one of the students murmured. “It’s like they’re dancing.”

“Yeah, except if they mess up, someone’s getting hurt.”

Finally, Hawks decided to go all out. He shot into the sky, gaining as much altitude as possible before diving straight toward you at breakneck speed. His wings flared wide, the wind rushing past him as he descended like a missile.

But you, standing calmly in the shadow of a large building, didn’t flinch. You’d been waiting for this.

Just as Hawks was about to reach you, your shadows expanded outward, enveloping the entire area in a pitch-black dome. Inside, everything was darkness. No light, no sound—just an impenetrable void.

Hawks was momentarily blinded, his sense of direction thrown off. He flapped his wings, trying to regain control, but the shadows were everywhere.

“What the- yn!” he called out, his voice echoing through the darkness. “Alright, you win this round! Just let me out of here!”

A moment later, the shadows receded, revealing you standing in the exact same spot, your arms crossed and a slight smirk playing on your lips.

Hawks landed lightly on the ground in front of you, slightly breathless but still grinning. “Okay, okay. I admit defeat. You’re a tough one to catch, yln.”

You raised an eyebrow. “You think?”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Man, you’re no fun sometimes.”

But there was no malice in his words, just that familiar playful tone. Hawks gave you a sideways look, his smile never faltering. “So, how about that lunch? I mean, you won, but we could still—”

“No,” You cut him off, already walking away. “I don’t do lunch.”

Hawks sighed dramatically, his wings drooping in mock disappointment as he watched you disappear into the shadows once again.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying,” he muttered to himself, still smiling as he turned back to join the rest of the class.

As he did, the other students erupted in chatter once more, speculating about what would happen next between Hawks and you. But one thing was certain: Hawks wasn’t going to give up that easily.

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arosesstorm · 3 months ago

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BTS as k-dramas 𖡄̽ݴ᭄ᭂ ⠀

jungkook: dream high

this drama got me into Korea in its all and into Kpop as well. it's so close to my heart I can't help but put it with my favorite Korean boy. the Kirin art school's students have a dream, and they grow up learning to become stars, ultimately succeeding, just like jungkook did.

jin: business proposal

the main character is exactly how I imagine jin in a relationship to be like. a stoic, successful, kinda naive man who warms up and becomes devoted as soon as he sets his eyes on someone. and the rest his history.

taehyung: nevertheless

i imagine taehyung loving this drama. its complicated explanation on love reflects all the flaws of the human spirit and portraits love as chaos in a life full of art.

jimin: true beauty

jimin's just like Lee Soo Ho would like someone regardless of his flaws. I always imagines jimin as a kind and careful soul who cares about people's feelings and emphatazies with them. I imagine jimin to like light, fun and cute dramas and this is it.

namjoon: what's wrong with secretary Kim?

namjoon gives me the impression of being a controlled and calm person, but just like young-joon he loses his composure when he likes someone and gets tested by a potential lover. I feel like he'd be as funny as the main character when he finds a partner who challenges him and, frequently, beats him at his own game.

yoongi: descendants of the sun

if I ever imagine yoongi liking someone, I imagine him playing it cool. no drama, no embarassment, simply a cool strong man who admits he fell in love. in descendants of the sun life gets in the way of love one too many time and I imagine for yoongi too life sometimes is pretty heavy to carry around without getting crushed.

hosoek: strong woman do bong soon

I thought hoseok belonged in an historical drama, but I see him as well as the ceo of a company who meets a strange girl who ends up being his bodyguard and lover. he's as funny as MinMin and he gives me Labrador boyfriend vibes.

Mia

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stormdragon23 · 8 months ago

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A scene I tend to overthink is this one

And Woo Jin-Chul isn't the person I think about here (although it's a very iconic moment of him)

The one I keep thinking about is Baek Yoon-Ho

This is a manhwa-only moment as far as I know (since the anime hasn't gotten here yet), but in theory, Hwang Dong-Soo should be stronger than Baek Yoon-Ho because his powers are likely being upgraded by Norma Selner

Woo Jin-Chul also says they held back at the last second (which is most likely said out of courtesy more than anything), but while Baek Yoon-Ho would have done that (especially with his reflexes), Hwang Dong-Soo doesn't really have a reason to (it's not exactly in his character)

However, the arm that shakes and that Woo Jin-Chul checks isn't the one that stopped Hwang Dong-Soo. It's the one that stops Baek Yoon-Ho

There are a lot of different factors here, like Hwang Dong-Soo using his fist unlike Baek Yoon-Ho, how serious both of them are taking the fight, and how strong Baek Yoon-Ho is at this stage of his transformation, but just based on this scene, I like to imagine Baek Yoon-Ho is stronger than Hwang Dong-Soo (if Baek Yoon-Ho really went all out, but I think that's unlikely given his personality)

Anyway, this is just me brain-rotting

#solo leveling #baek yoon ho #baek yoonho

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blue-thief · 1 year ago

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kaisagi learning each other's languages

i've been learning japanese (at a VERY slow pace) for over 2 years now, and i just started learning german a month ago. so i started wondering what kind of bullshit would ensue with kaiser learning japanese and isagi learning german lol

(they either both know/learn english first or they were able to hold onto the translators they were given during the NEL)

kaiser learning japanese

he would have a pretty minimal accent from the beginning

and he would catch onto katakana and hiragana quickly

he would SUCK at kanji though

🥀: "ta-dah! i wrote 'dog'." (犬)

🌱: "nope. that's 'thick'." (太)

🥀: "BITCH-"

isagi can't take kaiser seriously whenever he speaks japanese

back during the NEL, kaiser speech always translated into really rough and informal japanese (i swear he says クソ/kuso/fuck in literally every chapter he shows up in 💀)

now that he's actually starting to learn, he has to start with keigo, so his speech is super formal and polite

🥀: (reading from a textbook) "トイレはどこですか?"/"toire wa doko desuka?"/"where is the washroom?"

🌱: (losing his shit) " 'ですか' ??????😭😭😭"/"desuka??????"/(basically indicates that something is a question in polite language)

kaiser would flex his skills by reading the back of ramen packs

he still can't read the kanji though

🥀: "something something NI O...yu? 450 ml WO YO KU something DOU SA SE, MEN WO... that character means 'enter', right? RE TE HO GU SHI NA GA RA four minutes? YU DE TE KUDASAI. MEN NO YU DE- oh i know how to read this kanji! JIKAN WA O- oh, another one i can actually read! SU MI NI YORI something something SHI TE KUDASAI!!!"

🌱: "...that's great, micha."

isagi learning german

japanese doesn't have articles (the/a/an)

imagine how much isagi struggles with GENDERED articles

🌱: "...der Wurst-"

🥀: "it's 'die Wurst'."

🌱: "WTF DO YOU MEAN SAUSAGE ISN'T MASCULINE???"

german has so many consonant and vowel sounds that japanese doesn't, so isagi would struggle soo much with pronunciation

out of frustration he'd find a bunch of movies, tv shows, and bands so he can get familiar with the sounds of the language

he also starts following a bunch of german ppl on social media to familiarize himself with the slang and the memes

he catches on quickly and becomes an absolute menace online

kaiser had to intervene every now and then to make sure he doesn't post anything TOO vulgar

you know it's bad when MICHAEL KAISER has to censor you

the only reason why people can even tell that isagi isn't a native speaker is the fact that he doesn't even try to get articles right

🌱: "i'm a man, so i'll use masculine language."

🥀: "that's not how that works-"

isagi has unknowingly gotten into beef with ness' alt account a few times

#blue lock #bllk #kaisagi #kiis #isagi yoichi #yoichi isagi #bllk isagi #bllk isagi yoichi #michael kaiser #bllk kaiser #bllk michael kaiser

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underdevelopedbutterfly · 10 days ago

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There's something amusing with how one of the subplots in A Virtuous Business is about Do-hyeon finding his mom and how its plot is tied up with the hardships of being a mother and particularly – being labeled as a single mom. No woman had it easy to be a mother, during that era or this era too – but being a single mother is particularly difficult at that time due to society's harsh ideals and behavior towards women.

I am happy that Geum-hui and her husband are able to come to a understanding and that her husband saying that she alone completes him is just a heart-wrenching moment. It must have been hard for her, especially in that era. Imagine how hard it is now to be a single mother – how much during those times?

I hope things will end well on the last episode and that all plot lines will be closed too.

The scene with Do-hyeon with Geum-hui (his mom) made me cry too. Yeon Woo Jin the actor that you are – when I saw that one tear drop followed by more while trying to fight his tears – I just silently cried too. What a powerful scene.

For this episode I also love love the family scene with Do-hyeon, Min-ho and Jeong-suk – it's soo heartwarming yet with perfect overlay of bittersweetness as we know how Do-hyeon initially felt rejection from his mom. The look that Jeong-suk gave on Do-hyeon as he looked at Min-ho while smiling was just so heart wrenching too.

Now that things are being resolved with our detective and my fav ahjumma – Geum-hui, I hope they can catch up on as mother and son in the last episode!

#a virtuous business #birth secret in a 2024 drama? but a well-written one to share struggles about being a single mother #well I guess I signed up for this #no complains this has been a good good drama :)#hopefully tho the last episode can tie up all plot lines

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osarina · 5 months ago

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Hey hey hello!!

I know you are feeling down the past days but I hope it turns all better for you <3 especially with that upcoming trip :)

I don't know if you saw my previous ask or not but I forgot to mention how the song I recommend earlier [ilomilo-billie eilish] fitted much better after the reader in badlands died rather than before...my stupid mind remembered this info after I hit ask and I couldn't stop worrying about it 😅

I also had a little idea of uu!dazai sharing hos own memories of the reader and their death before his own to badlands!dazai before he jumped :'( and badlands dazai freaking out before calming down vowing in his heart to protect the reader just to fail and then get dejavu (*evil laugh*) don't know if this bit is useful to you in that promised last fic of badlands or not but just wanted to share this :D

It could be annoying but I really feel like you should have more appreciation of your way of writing. Not just the characters, but how you write thoughts, feelings, dialogue and even the background scenes are fantastic. I also really like fics that match the vibe of the character it's written about. This is subtley shown in your writing especially with dazai. Even in the happiest fluffy fics, I feel like it always has this light melancholy feel which I hate and love at the same time. I hope you achieve whatever you want to!

Omg This is so long💀 I am so sorry if it was annoyingly long cause I was nervous abt sending you an ask and if I ever do it, then all of those repressed asks come tumbling down and God I am getting embarrassed so byee fyo :>

TUMBLR USER SNOWSILVER2000 AGAIN, im sorry im so slow at answering asks LOLLL i fear that i am the worst forgive me. im sending u all of the love my sweet lil lovebug

OMG I HAVEN'T GOTTEN THE CHANCE TO LISTEN YET SO NOW ILL BE SURE TO KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN LISTENING <33 see its a good thing sometimes that im abysmally slow at answering asks.

OH MY GODDDDDDD UU DAZAI SOMEHOW BEING ABLE TO WARN BADLANDS DAZAI OF EVERYTHING AND BADLANDS DAZAI STILLLL NOT BEING ABLE TO STOP IT ?? THAT'S SO TRAGIC ILL WEEP, no because i imagine badlands dazai would also be soo overwhelmed by all of the memories too, like idk if you mean uu!dazai shares ALL of his memories with badlands!dazai or only about badlands!reader and what he knows of her ... but could u imagine he shares all of his memories and now badlands dazai has to cope with the fact that he gets reader killed in every universe .. maybe distances himself from her ... and then it all turns out that way anyway ... UGHHHHH waterloo is sooooo tragic. i love tragic romance.

tumblr user silversnow2000 you are so sweet i'll actually cry. that's actually something i try to keep in mind, especially while writing for dazai, because i feel like even in his happiest moments, he'll always be a bit withdrawn and solemn. imo dazai will never rid himself of that air of melancholy that follows him and it genuinely makes me so happy to hear that it translates into my fics. but truly tumblr user silversnow2000 you are so kind to me this was the sweetest compliment anyone has ever given to me, im straight up about to print this and like hang it on my wall for real.

DON'T EVER APOLOGIZE AND DON'T EVER HESITATE TO COME INTO MY ASKBOX, i might take forever to answer them, but they always make me so happy and warm. you're always sooooo happily welcomed here trust <3

#ᡣ𐭩 carina’s love letters #ᡣ𐭩 from user: secret admirer

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eighties-goth-suicide-note · 20 days ago

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answer to every single one or im using the last emoji to unalive myself

Hello my little Dove ♡︎

🎀 - How did you meet your Darling?

Well. . . . we met on a dating app ^___^' not our proudest fact but ... we fell in eachother personalities and were in a 3 day online relationship before seeing eachother!! thats so adorable

♥️- What's your favorite thing about your darling?

Beutiful, long eyelashes....and ocean blue eyes.. *blushes cutely* I also think that you have such kind and delicate soul but also the other half is filled with pure insanity and possesivness!!

🔮- What is your ideal date?

I just need your presence Darling, but im weak for forest, picnic dates, it would be so nice to admire the beauty of the nature with you! Juts imagine how lovely the birds would sing just for us, lonely in the woods. I have very good orientation in field, so taking you to a meadow deep in the forest wouldn't be a problem for me. We would have a delectable picnic with pastries I prepared all by myself and then I would try to paint you or play a song for you!! I also love museum dates . . . im a sucker for culture, I just find humans so interesing, I can watch paintings and wander what was the point behind it? Or watch some artifacts and imagine people, just like us, but many years ago living their little lives! Just like us now, we are also living little lives that take part in big history ! Ahhhh I can ramble for you for hours ! (´｡• ω •｡`)'

🌔- What is your ideal yandere/darling scenario?

I am drolling everyday at the thought of getting creepy letters.. .. ones are full of pure love, how my stalker wants to marry me, thinks im beautiful porcelain doll, they need me like oxygen, other with just lustful disgusting thoughts!! and the last - possesive, dangerous ones!! How im being stalked, how they love taking pictures of me, how they will kill all tthe people i talk to!! nhh g h g hh being followed would be sooo sooo scary i would be sooo terrifed that i would stay in my room and and then you would break into it because you will miss me soo much!!.. also kidnapping.. heh do i need to say more..

for me being yandere, i would find your scared face so adorable! You cant even imagine how awful i can get! i play the role of weak, petite doll for a reason, one day i will lock you up in my basemen . . . or maybe just put collar on you and chain you to the wall so i can see you right after entering living room. . . ahhh... . . to have my little pet waiting for me after a long day . . . i could do anything i want, the good and the bad, , that would be so fun to have you all defendless.. i could just put knife to your neck, scream at you . . ohh ho i would love that salty tears!! I would lick them off without second thought. And you would succumb to all my orders!!! you will be my pet and i will be your master ^__^ But with my harsh traning.. comes rewards, you will be the one reciving attention from me, i would shower you with kisses, make you homemade meals to watch your health ! It would be our little secret. I will be the source of all your happiness, sorrow and fear.

☂️- Do you have a rainy day plan for you and your darling for when you're stuck inside?

My darling playing brawl stars and hugged in his arm reading some good book and drinking hot tea ! (〃＾▽＾〃)

🍒- What are your yandere types (if you have them)?

I have them all in my bio silly... . but im both sadistic and masohistic... it just depends how im feeling :3

🍓- What is your favorite yandere trope or stereotype?

STALKER X VICTIM, the obsessive possesive ones, or when darling gets mad at yandere and they start crying, begging for forgivness on knees mnnn.

🥩- What is your favorite metaphor for love?

“The moon is beautiful, isn't it?” ִֶָ☾ ⟡ ݁₊

🥀- What would you gift your darling for a special occasion?

lego. or maybe some game... or flowers..because a beautiful boy like you deserve whole bouqet!

🌸- What is your least favorite yandere trope or stereotype?

really dense/oblivious love interests.. i like when yan hides for beggining, sends anonymous signs, ther darling gets so paranoid and then - yan catches them like a wild animal ^__^

🌺- What are you and your darlings respective aesthetics?

I adore gothic, dark academia, dark aesthetic... and my bf is just geek >w<

💖- Would you donate your organs to your darling if needed?

YES. But im afraid im to small for him >___<

💘- Do you have a future plan for you and your darling?

Yes, I can wait for you to finally be in the same uni as me and live together my love :3

💌- What was your first introduction to the yandere community/how did you find out you were a yandere?

Since I can remember I was a fan of dark fiction, I remember I found a stalker au usuk.... YES I WAS A HETALIA FAN. and also THE pregame saiouma fanfics... i have cluster B disorder so intense feelings for my favorite person was always a thing, but before my little lamb it was only platonic.

💋 - What is your love language?

Acts of service? Im busy girl so I always get happy when someone does little things for me. Quality time, I want to spend every second building great memories. Also getting long messages about devotion to me.

⛓️- What would break you?

Getting cheated on.

🔪- How far would you go to express your love?

Im capable of hurting myself or deleting everyone from my life just for one person. ( ❛ᴗ❛ )

Ahhh it got longer than i thought, I hope you enjoyed reading all of this sweetheart!! I hope you will send me more anons or repost more insane things i wuv you (〃＾▽＾〃)

#˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ rodion love letters

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drama--universe · 9 months ago

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Food mishap

Requested by anonymous: Hi! Can I request a Hwarang Soo ho imagine?!! It's his wife's birthday and to make the day special, Soo-ho decides to make his wife's favorite dishes. But sadly it ends up in a mess, with the food being burnt and a panicky Soo ho. However his wife finds it to be extremely adorable and helps him in making the dishes. Thanks!

Pairing: Soo-Ho x fem!reader

Word Count: 0.8k words

He had been looking forward to your birthday for months now, having wanted to do something special for you this year. Not that he hadn't done things for you before, hell he always made sure that every day in your relationship was an unique adventure, but birthdays were different. He had made sure that he got you out of the house that day, convincing your friends to whisk you away while he prepared the surprise. He was going to prepare your favorite food and dishes that you loved, things you haven't eaten in a while. Now he had asked for help from the actual cooks in the household. Ingredients and recipe, but that was about it. He wanted to do it himself, ignoring the protests of the staff and starting his... journey?

Now the cutting of the ingredients should go fine, Soo-Ho was after all a man with fine sword skills. One problem, a knife was nothing like a sword... Soo-Ho ended up having more cuts in his fingers than greens that he had to cut in the first place, wounds covered by bandages to keep it from the food.

Second step, actually cooking everything. Sounds easy, right? Soo-Ho believed it to be, he had definitely underestimated it. Not even halfway the food caught fire. He tried again, this time successfully not letting it catch fire. It was a bit burned on the side, maybe a bit too crispy compared to what it was supposed to be but it would be fine. Hopefully... It took about an hour more for everything to be finished, all slightly burned around the edges but fine nonetheless. So he plated everything, setting the table with utmost care and then he waited.

You arrived home not much later, smiling brightly as you bid your friend goodbye before seeing the present in front of you. The smile on Soo-Ho's face made your heart melt, the food before made it skip a beat. You took a seat across from him, looking at all of the food before you.

"Did... Did you make this?" You asked, tone wavering slightly as you took a good look at the food. Unlike what Soo-Ho thought, the food was actually burned. Nonetheless, you picked up your utensils and took the first bite. Soo-Ho waited patiently for your approval, but the truth was that you could hardly control your expressions. Placing your utensils back down, you could only sigh as you folded your hands in your lap. Soo-Ho's face fell and you felt your heart break as you tried to find a way to break the news to him nicely.

"It's edible..." You started, watching your husband's reaction before continuing. "And I really appreciate the thought behind it, but maybe we should leave the cooking to the cooks?" You questioned and this time Soo-Ho's smile completely disappeared.

"Darling?" You waited for him to look up from the food and at you instead, which he did after a couple of seconds with a big pout on his face while he poked at the food. He then took a bite himself, his face immediately changing to a look of confusion followed by slight disgust. Lifting a cloth to his mouth, he quickly spit it out again before looking at you.

"How can you even swallow that?" He asked and you chuckled at him before rising from your seat and making your way to him, sitting beside him.

"Happy birthday, even though the food sucks." He then said and you leaned your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him in a way of comfort. Just then you noticed the little makeshift bandages, immediately letting go of him and taking ahold of his hands instead. Lifting them high enough, you inspected them carefully after lifting the bandages slightly.

"Did you cut yourself while cooking?" You asked, to which your husband shyly nodded as he tried to hide the blush that started forming on his face. You raised his hands and gently kissed the wounds before taking ahold of his face and placing a kiss on his lips.

"I am so glad I married you." You smiled at him and he was quick to smile back, kissing you again before looking back at the food.

"How about we cook something else together?" You asked, to which Soo-Ho agreed quickly, and you moved to gather all the bad dishes. Bringing it to the kitchen, you quickly cleaned everything before starting on the cooking. Soo-Ho stayed back this time, just watching you with care as you prepared the food. Halfway through the cooking, he moved to watch over your shoulder while back hugging you and whining every few seconds that he could've done it on his own. You just ignored the whining, instead focusing on the food before you as to not burn it again.

'Happy birthday, darling."

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supercalifragipopculturevomit · 9 months ago

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Omg so I just discovered your blog and I’m actually SCREAMINGGGGG an entire blog dedicated to Daniel Bruhl??? 😩🤩🤩 I feel like he’s so uoderappreiacted for his acting skills and his appearance tbh he’s soo handsome. Do you write fics for any of his characters?

Isn't he just?? I turn to Tumblr precisely for this reason: nobody in my actual life understands how ridiculously talented and beautiful he is and it's driving me mad.

I mean, Jesus Christ, look at him...

I don't write fics but I entertain myself sometimes by imagining movies I'd love to see him in. In one, he's cast in a psychological sci-fi slow-burn thriller with Elisabeth Moss. In another, he's in a decades-spanning love story with Carey Mulligan. They should be together but it never happens... it's bittersweet but cathartic. A slick spy film set in World War II with Rebecca Ferguson would be amazing. I can also picture him in a dark satirical comedy directed by Bong Joon-ho where he plays a small but crazy (scene-stealing) character.

#daniel brühl #my beloved

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teriri-sayes · 2 years ago

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Reactions to Trash Boss's Chapter 128

TLDR; Cale descends to the ground. Someone gains enlightenment. Cale apologizes. Angry Demon is this world's Clopeh.

Soos?

LSH = ❌

CJS = ❌

This entire chapter was hilarious. Let's start with the new character, the Pavilion Master of the Manners and Truth Pavilion. He gained enlightenment from just watching Cale descend to the ground, 🤣🤣🤣🤣

There was the cliche of breaking the signboard of a school commonly found in martial arts fiction. However, it was not because some outsider picked a fight with the school. It just suffered from the aftermath of Toonka stopping Sima Jung from barging in the school.

Back to the Pavilion Master, he was shocked to see the cracked signboard that he almost fainted. Thankfully, Un Seon, the female ascetic from the Kunlun School who was part of Elder Ho's group, supported the Pavilion Master before he collapsed.

So you can imagine the scene before Cale's descent. Good Faction peeps and Evil Faction peeps bickering and about to fight, Un Seon supporting the shocked Pavilion Master, and other people speechless at the chaos. 😂

Something like this GIF:

And then Cale (and CH) descended via invisible Raon's flying magic.

Everyone's reactions were hilarious.

Peng Yu from the Peng Clan of Hebei was convinced that Cale was in control of all elements as he thought Cale used the wind to fly and land.

Pavilion Master takes the cake in the most hilarious reaction.

If you recall, the Kunlun School was famous for a certain technique, the Great Eight Styles of the Dragon in the Clouds. It was a martial arts footwork that resembled a dragon roaming around the clouds.

Some more explanation. The Manners and Truth Pavilion researched the "essence" of the Kunlun School, and that included the manners and conduct of how someone in their school should act and move.

Thus, when the Pavilion Master saw Cale's descent, he shuddered.

That subtle yet graceful appearance, the gait... Isn't that like a dragon roaming around the clouds!

No, Cale just felt lazy going down the stairs, so he had Raon use flying magic... 😄

The manners of a Kunlun member are contained there.

Okay, yeah... Cale's movements are indeed graceful because he's a noble.

In fact, his steps are not great. There's no sense of intimidation, no momentum. He just stepped down. But that's why it's so subtle and beautiful. Like the first step of a baby. Yes, the "essence" should be contained in one's steps.

W-What? Calm down, Pavilion Master.... How did Cale stepping down end up with this... poetry and analysis? 🤣

And then, Pavilion Master assumed a meditation pose because he attained enlightenment.... 🤣🤣🤣 Even Un Seon was surprised and confused. 😂

Cale saw the mess and apologized to Un Seon. He also offered to compensate for the broken stuff. And as usual, we get another misunderstanding.

Cale: I'll replace the door with a strong and sturdy door.

Un Seon: He's not simply talking about a literal door! He must be saying that he would be a strong door of the Central Plains to protect us from the upcoming war!

As for Toonka, he was not knocked out. Apparently, he only accidentally broke the door and the signboard when he tried to stop Sima Jung from barging in the school. Toonka was even proud of what he did, looking at Cale with a "Did I do a good job?" expression. Of course, our Cale was annoyed.

When Sima Gong tried to apologize to Cale about what his fellow Evil Faction members did, Cale told him that he should be saying that to the Kunlun School. Thus, Cale's impression on the Good Faction people further increased positively, like "He's such a noble and righteous person!"

Lastly, Cale met up with Angry Demon from the Demon Cult. But Raon described Angry Demon as having the appearance of Billos but the fiery gaze of Clopeh whenever he shouted about legends. 🤣🤣🤣

And that is all for my reactions. See you all next Wednesday!

Those who know principle and propriety are devoid of hesitation in their steps, and only naturalness lingers. Where the steps have passed, pride will naturally linger. For it is where those who know principle and propriety have passed.

The doors of Kunlun might be broken, its signboard cracked. But pride will not cease on the path the Kunlun has passed. Like the steps of Young Master Kim. -Pavilion Master on describing Young Master Kim's steps

#tcf spoilers #trash of the count's family

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seriouslydidijustdothat · 4 months ago

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Did I hallucinate or is Weak Hero Class 1 set in Jungjin??

BECAUSE. UM. I really want Si Eun and/or Soo Ho to like, get acquainted with Hyeok-u!? And when shit's brewing/going down he can be an extra set of punch hands 👀

Hell maybe he'd even know Yeong Bin! And seeing who and what he used to be when fighting an old "friend" would be one hell of a reckoning...

(plus like, imagine So Mun hears about this shit, maybe after he catches Hyeok-u tending to bruises or something... he'd get along with Soo Ho like a house on fire omg 😆 Si Eun... he'd probably need to warm up to, but what a gang)

fuck should this be a Fallen King sequel!? AGHH

(this still works if Soo Ho wakes up as a counter... ahhh the possibilitiessssss)

i wanna write this. i don't wanna write this omg someone make me WRITE

#weak hero class 1 #the uncanny counter #shin hyeok u #yeon si eun #ahn soo ho #af11 contemplates

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themoonsbride · 2 years ago

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hello my darling ❤️ yesterday i was feeling soo insecure about my body, especially my thighs, and i wanted to ask you - could you write something where y/n is feeling insecure about the same thing as me and when she's trying on her new dress from jamie she can't stop looking at her thighs and when jamie notices he tells her she's beautiful and he gently kisses her thighs (don't worry i don't wanna smut!! just pure fluff!) 🤧🫶🏻 love you sweet girl, keep writing cause you're amazing ❤️ Mia xxx

hello amazing Mia !!! I'm so sorry you weren't feeling the best the other day, insecurities are awful to handle, but you're absolutely stunning and always will be !! :) xox

You're Beautiful .

pairing; Jamie Bower x Fem!reader

summary; in the request!! Reader is feeling extremely insecure about herself (specifically her thighs) and once she tries on the dress he bought for her, he quickly catches onto her feelings and kisses her thighs . <3

warnings; feeling insecure, almost crying, thigh kissing (fluff !)

a/n; I have another request that I should be able to get out this week hopefully !! (trying to come up with ideas for my first Anthony Hope imagine. . . .)

--×♥︎×--

It was mid spring, the weather was getting warmer by each day, it was currently 78 degrees outside and you were supposed to go out with your boyfriend tonight.

He was out at the moment, and wouldn't be home until night fall.

You got up for about the 5th time that hazy noon and walked in front of the mirror, observing yourself.

You groaned groggily looking at your thighs.

God they seemed so hideous in your eyes and you couldn't stand it, all of the women on your media feeds had beautiful bodies that only made you feel envious and more insecure.

'How am I supposed to go out tonight when I look like this?' your mind seemed to like to torture you today and it was completely draining you to your core.

You placed your head in your hands and decided to crawl inside of your bed until it was time for you to get ready.

--×♥︎×--

You'd been switching between binge watching TV and scrolling through your phone when you heard the keys rattle inside of the knob to your front door and footsteps start to come closer to your bedroom you shared with your boyfriend, Jamie.

"Darling I'm ho- What are all the lights off for in here love?" He went from happy to concerned within seconds.

"Forgot to turn them on, sorry" You had been able to frame your voice to seem like you were okay when you weren't, Jamie always knew you were faking even if you were doing a pretty amazing job at acting like you were.

"I'll be here if and when you want to talk about it okay? I'm going to be getting ready now love" He smiled empathetically at you, his brows cruved in a worried expression.

You weren't always one to speak up at first but after awhile you'd be able to have it inside of you to be able to speak up and let him know what was bothering you.

After Jamie had left into the bathroom to get into nicer, fresh clothes you sighed and walked over the closet between the two of you and picked up your dress, quickly getting the fabric on your skin before waltzing over to that forsaken mirror again.

You started to examine yourself, Jamie had picked out your dress, it was black and the hem had lace on it as well as the v neck collar and tank top like sleeves, and the crimson red roses scattered about make it beautiful to look at.

But the way it had looked on you, how your thighs were so noticeable, atleast thats what you had told yourself. Your lips started to quiver and your eyes became soggy.

"oh lovely please don't feel bad about yourself." Jamie's voice suddenly broke the silence between you and your self hatred as you turned to look at him.

"You're absolutely gorgeous Y/n, you should never cry over your body." He stroked your hair and kissed your forehead, gently wiping a tear that started grazing mid-way down your cheek, that you hadn't even realized.

"I, I'm so-"

"Don't, apologize dear, please."

He grabbed your hand gently and had you sit down on the bed that had been to the left of the both of you, and then leaned down onto his knees.

"Jamie babe I'm not in the mo-"

"That's not where this is going babe, just trust me okay?" His voice was small and comforting, almost like it was wrapping you in a warm hug before you nodded slowly.

Then, he started pressing gentle soft kisses against your chilled skin that you'd currently felt deep hatred for, but within seconds Jamie was soothing you into feeling better and started to feel like your happy self once again before you both stood and headed your way out to dinner.

#jamie campbell bower #jamie bower fluff #jamie bower x reader #jamie campbell bower x reader #jamie campbell #jamie bower #jamie bower x you #jamie campbell bower imagine #jcb #i love jamie bower sm #angstish

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