#that you're always lowkey sus over

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not me seeing my bf playing yakuza infinite wealth and wanting to add Chitose Fujinomiya as a muse

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Hiiii!!! can you write a jamal story with promt 107 where they're having an argument (he's at fault 🤭) with like HEAVY angst where jamal is lowkey being a meanie and not trying to understand readers side but ends in the cutest fluff tho (cuz can't accept sad endings 😭)

Btw FREAKING INLOVEE WITH UR WRITING UR LITERALLY SAVING THE JAMAL GIRLIES I SWEAR!!! 🙏🏻🙏🏻💗💗

Also thank you in advance!!!!! 😽🩷🤍

Lost In Translation~Jamal Musiala

THANK YOU SM FOR UR SWEET MESSAGE. i hope u enjoy this one 😙🫶🏻

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107-"please stop. you're scaring me."

She felt it from the start of the season. Jamal had said he was going to give his best this season and push himself to his limits. He promised to avoid any distractions and focus solely on football, fully committing himself. What she didn’t expect was for him to avoid her too. It made her feel like she was the distraction, rather than the support he needed.

y/n woke up every morning without Jamal by her side. Every day, she rushed to the kitchen, hoping to see him and wish him a good day.

All she wanted was to hear those three words she felt like she hadn’t heard in forever. But every morning, she was disappointed to find that he had already left without even a "good morning."

When she returned from work, Jamal still wouldn’t be home. She knew his training sessions were intense, but she also knew he couldn’t possibly be training from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m.

She made him dinner every night, hoping they could share a moment together when he came home exhausted from practice. Instead, he’d arrive late at night, claiming he had been at the gym after training.

He no longer wrapped his arms around her at night. He hadn’t touched or kissed her in over two months. It felt like she was invisible to him, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to tell him how she felt, or she would have no choice but to let him go.

y/n sat in their living room, waiting for Jamal to come home. It was 10 p.m. After what felt like 100 episodes of her show, she finally heard his keys and the door opening. She remained seated on the couch, waiting for him. He walked into the living room, seeing her sitting there, watching TV.

“Hey,” he mumbled, dropping his bag on the couch and sitting down, keeping his distance from her.

She wanted to ask him about his day. She wanted to ask how he was feeling about the start of the season, especially given his incredible performance. But she didn’t. She just wanted to know what was going on and why he was avoiding her.

“We need to talk,” she said, looking at him intently, her voice blank and direct.

Jamal sighed, running his hands over his face, exhaustion clear in his features. “y/n, I’m tired. I just want to shower and go to sleep,” he said, already standing up to leave the room.

That’s what he always did, avoiding any conversation with her.

“No, Jamal. You’re not running away this time. We need to have a serious conversation, and you need to listen to me for once,” she said, standing up too, her voice tense with all the frustration she had been holding inside for so long.

He turned around, surprised by her outburst but clearly annoyed that he was going to have to talk. “What is it now?” he said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice weak and hurt.

“What do you mean, what’s wrong? You’re the one who said we need to talk, and now you’re asking me what’s wrong?” he snapped, his voice getting louder with each word.

“What’s wrong with us? What happened? Did I do something to upset you? Why are you avoiding me and acting like I don’t even exist in this house?” she said, her voice trembling as she fought back tears.

“Oh my god. You’re always so needy, constantly craving attention. I can’t have you clinging onto me all day, y/n. I come home every night exhausted, and all I want is to sleep. But you’re there, nagging me because you can’t survive without attention. What am I supposed to do?” he shouted bitterly, stepping closer to her.

“I’m not asking for anything crazy! Just acknowledge me. Say good morning, make me coffee before you leave, tell me you love me at least!” she yelled back, her hands dropping to her sides in defeat.

Jamal was fuming, his face red with anger. She had never seen him like this before, and it scared her. He paced around the room, his steps heavy, before kicking a vase, shattering it to pieces. y/n flinched at the sound, stepping back slightly as Jamal moved closer.

“Please stop. You’re scaring me” she whispered as he stood in front of her, his face inches from hers. It was the closest he had been to her in weeks. She could feel the heat radiating from him, but his cold expression sent chills down her spine.

Jamal didn’t seem to hear her or care. Instead, he continued hurling hurtful words.

“I come home to rest. I don’t need anyone ruining my mood before I leave for training. I don’t need anyone distracting me from having my best season. So stop with the attention-seeking and deal with it. It’s not like I’m treating you as if you’re dead,” he spat, his words cutting deep into Y/N’s heart like knives.

She fought back the tears that threatened to fall, refusing to let him see her break.

“But you are, Jamal! You don’t look at me anymore. You don’t remember anything. You’ve forgotten our date nights, and we haven’t had a Sunday date in weeks. Sunday is your rest day, but instead of spending it with me, you choose to hang out with your friends, friends you see every day at training. Why can’t you acknowledge your girlfriend, who’s doing her best to stay calm and deal with the consequences of dating a footballer?” she cried, finally letting out all the words she had been holding inside for months.

“For fuck’s sake. You just don’t get it, do you? I’m going to shower and then go to sleep. I better not hear about this childish problem you’ve made up in your head again,” he said coldly, leaving the room and heading to their bedroom.

y/n collapsed on the couch, the tears she had been holding back finally breaking free. She pulled her knees to her chest and sobbed into them, her heart aching.

She didn’t understand how Jamal had changed so much, why he had become like this. They had been dating for years, and every year he wanted to have a great season, but this was the first time he had acted this way. She felt their relationship slipping through her fingers, and she didn’t have the strength to fight anymore.

After crying for a while, exhaustion overtook her, and she wanted to sleep. But she couldn’t bring herself to sleep next to Jamal after the hurtful things he had said. She began walking to the guest room when she heard his voice behind her.

“Where are you going?” he asked, making her turn to look at him. He stood there shirtless, fresh from the shower, his hair still wet and dressed in the shorts he always wore to bed.

“To sleep in the guest room,” she replied, turning away.

“Fine, be like that,” he scoffed, and she heard the bedroom door slam behind her.

She sighed and entered the cold, empty guest room, with only a bed in the middle. Lying down, she felt as though she were on a rock.

She closed her eyes, hoping for some rest, but after tossing and turning for hours, she gave up. She sat up, running a hand over her face, wondering if Jamal was struggling to sleep too.

A part of her hoped he was awake, thinking about her, just as she was about him. But she knew he was probably fast asleep, after using "needing sleep" as an excuse to avoid their argument.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. She looked up and saw Jamal peeking his head in to see if she was asleep. When he saw her sitting up, he entered the room slowly, standing awkwardly by the door.

“Can I... sleep next to you?” he asked nervously, avoiding her gaze and looking at the floor. When she didn’t reply, he looked up, seeing the hesitation in her eyes.

“I won’t touch you or anything. I’ll stay as far as I can,” he pleaded, his eyes begging for some rest.

y/n thought about it. She couldn’t sleep without him next to her either. “Please,” he said softly, and she finally gave in, nodding her head and moving to the far side of the bed, turning her back to him.

She felt the bed dip as Jamal lay down next to her. Even with the distance, she could feel the warmth of his body close to hers. y/n closed her eyes, hoping to finally get some sleep. As she drifted off, she felt his arm drape over her body, a small smile forming on her lips as she welcomed his warmth. She knew they would need to talk about their fight in the morning, but for now, they could rest.

Next morning, y/n had woken up by the sun that was shining in the guest room. She turned around, hoping Jamal was still next to her, but as usual, he had already left the room.

She let out a sigh, knowing he probably left to training too. She hoped he would stay and explain his hurtful words, but it seemed as if nothing happen to him last night. y/n entered the bathroom, washing her face and brushing her teeth, before going to the kitchen.

She was surprised when she saw Jamal there, his shirtless back to her as he was making breakfast. When he noticed her, he smiled at her, making her more confused. "good morning darling. I made you coffee" he pointed to the cup of coffee that was next to the coffee machine.

Jamal moves quietly around the kitchen, the sound of eggs sizzling and toast popping up from the toaster filling the silence. y/n sat on the counter, the cup of coffee next to her, arms folded, watching him, her heart heavy with the weight of the argument that’s still fresh in her mind.

He seems to be gathering his thoughts, carefully plating the breakfast before he turns to her, his expression soft but full of regret.

“I’m really sorry,” he starts, his voice low, almost hesitant.

“I’ve been thinking about everything, and I know I shouldn’t be trying to explain why I acted the way I did, because none of it excuses what I said or how I treated you. It was wrong, and I wasn’t supposed to do any of that.” He takes a deep breath, looking down at the floor before meeting your eyes again.

“But with the new coach and the new season, there’s been so much pressure. The coach has been really strict about us not getting distracted, and I... I let that get into my head.” he said, his voice weak and unstable.

y/n doesn’t respond right away, waiting for him to continue, her gaze steady as she takes in his words.

"I thought that maybe you were a distraction," he says, shaking his head at himself.

"But that was so wrong of me. All you’ve ever done is support me. You’ve been there through everything, my ups and downs, every game, every challenge, and instead of seeing that, I pushed you away. I don’t even know why I said the things I did... I just... I took my stress out on you, and I’m so sorry for that. I know it hurt you, and I regret it more than I can say.” he stuttered, seeming nervous

Her chest tightens, emotions swirling inside her as she thinks back to how hurt she felt. But she remains silent, waiting for him to finish.

“I shouldn’t have acted like football was more important than you," he continues, stepping closer.

"Because it’s not. You’re so important to me. Honestly, most of my success, it’s because of you. You keep me grounded, and your support means everything. It’s not just my talent that’s gotten me where I am, it’s you. And I was stupid for not seeing that." he said confidently, stepping closer to her

He looks at her, his eyes full of sincerity, waiting for some kind of response. She hesitates, his words slowly sinking in.

"You really hurt me, Jamal," she says softly. "It wasn’t just about football. It was about how you made me feel like I wasn’t enough, like I was in the way." she said, her voice filled with pain.

He nods, a look of guilt flashing across his face.

"I know, and I’m going to spend every day trying to make up for it. I want to fix this. I don’t want you to ever feel that way again." he said honestly

There’s a pause before he speaks again, his voice even softer.

"I took the day off today. I thought maybe we could go for a walk, spend some time together, and get some ice cream, if you want? I just... I want to make it up to you." he hesitated, waiting for her to speak

She tries to hide the small smile tugging at her lips.

"You got me with the ice cream. I can’t say no to free ice cream." she jokes

He chuckles, though there’s still a seriousness in his gaze.

"I really am sorry. I swear to you, nothing like that will ever happen again. Football’s important, but so are you. More than that, you’re more important." he said, grabbing her hands in his

"i believe you Jamal. I hope you don't break your promise this time" she said, giving him a small smile.

He smiled back, squeezing her hands in his.

"you won't regret it i promise" he said

After breakfast, they walk side by side, hand in hand, talking and catching up on everything that’s happened since the argument.

Slowly, the tension between them begins to ease. As they sit on a park bench, ice creams in hand, y/n leans her head on his shoulder, the warmth of the moment filling the space between them.

"I missed this," she says softly, closing her eyes as she let the comfort of his presence wash over her.

"I missed it too," he murmurs, placing a gentle kiss on her head before resting his against hers.

Everything was fine now.

[rainchyna]

MESSED UP.

HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY X FEM!READER

(smut, jealousy, cheating accusations, fingering, p in v, lowkey mean!hunter, cussing)

Hunter wasn't sure what it was at first that began pissing him off. Shawn was your best friend, he was your friend before he and Hunter even met, and he understood that you two would hang out from time to time ‒ but this was just too much.

It started with you hanging out normally, just like every time you'd hang out in a public space or at either of your houses. Then you began hanging out without Hunter, and spending more and more time together. Now, at first Hunter wasn't upset about it, he was just envious, his girlfriend and his best friend and having fun without him, okay - no problem. 

Then he noticed that you and Shawn would be talking, chatting and having a normal conversation, but the second he'd approach you, one of you would either get really, painfully awkward or the other would leave.

It felt incredibly intentional, and it began looking like you two were hiding something for him.

You and Hunter have always had a very trusting, easy going relationship. You were open with each other about everything, and always spoke your minds if either of you did something that made the other uncomfortable. You and shawn spending that much time together did start getting under his skin a little, but he kept repeating to himself, 'y/n and shawn wouldn't do that', 'they're just really good friends, that's all', 'they wouldn't do that to me', 'y/n would never do that'. He kept it in the back of his head, until he overheard you and Shawn talking.

"Do you think he knows?" you ask.

"I know it's still early, but he'll probably find out. Hunter isn't stupid" Shawn replied.

"We'll have to be more careful, I've never done this before" you anxiously said

"Don't worry about it. If he starts suspecting anything, I'll cover for us" Shawn reassured you.

Hunter’s eyes damn near popped out of their sockets. What the fuck were you talking about? Actually, he gaslit himself into believing that he was better off not knowing. But, it certainly did sound like you two were doing something you shouldn’t be. 

But it continued, and it kept happening over, and over, and fucking over. The hushed conversations, the sneaking around, the anxious body language when he’d catch you. It annoyed him to no end. He was really fucking pissed, no way you and Shawn were ... No! Even the mere thought of it doesn't make sense. But the conversations he heard ... No, no way. No, the closest people to him wouldn't do him like that, but that maddening little voice in his head was getting a little too loud.

Y/n is cheating, accept it.

She wouldn't cheat, she loves me.

Shawn would do it.

Shawn is my best friend, he wouldn't.

Confront them.

Maybe he should, this has been going on for a little too long. He couldn’t take another second of whatever the fuck was going on.

And here you were in your hotel room, cuddled up with him on his lap. He looked down at you, disgusted at the possibility of you and Shawn sneaking around behind his back. And you can tell, it was so obvious he was angry, or upset about something. He was too quiet, and he was holding you really tightly. Really, really tightly.

You were about to say something, but his large hand began rubbing on your thigh, slowly inching upwards with every stroke. "You know that I love you, right?" Hunter began, and you nod slowly, "and that I wouldn't hide anything from you, right?" he added, you nodded again. He pulled you up, your back against his chest, resting his chin on your shoulder. His hand moved up towards your stomach, then your chest and neck. He wrapped his long fingers around your neck with a little tightness causing you to gasp lightly.

"what's going on with you and shawn, hm?"

oh, shit.

"you're not messing around with him, are you?" he said, voice dropping in pitch, you can't tell him. You spent this much time keeping this whole thing a secret, thinking he wouldn't catch on. It was supposed to be between you and Shawn. After weeks of managing to keep things under wraps, you couldn’t let it go that easily.

"C-can't say." You stutter.

 "You sure you can't say, baby?" he says, his other hand caressing your inner thigh, “because to me, it’s really, really looking like you’re fucking my best friend.” he says, voice increasing annoyed.

“We’re n-not doing anything..” you mutter, and Hunter’s hand tightens around your neck as an irritated chuckle leaves his lips. “You’re not doing anything wrong?” he mocks you, and you shake your head. He frowns a little, unhappy with your non answer. “Tell me what you two are doing.” he demands.

“Can’t.” you lightly gasp, noticing his hand getting dangerously close to your pyjama shorts.

“Y/n, baby..” Hunter began, his voice had a slightly threatening edge to it. “You know damn well I could get you talking without breaking a sweat.” he says, he pulls at the shorts’ drawstring, completely undoing it.

You begin panicking a little, because you know he’s right.

He saw the look in your eyes, he knew you were going to tell him regardless, but he decided to have a little fun with how he got the words out of you. “You wanna get it off your chest? Or should I drag it out of you?” he asks.

Your breathing quickened, but you didn’t say anything.

“Fine, you little brat. Have it your way.”

His hand dove into your pajama shorts, finger gently grazing your clit. You fell back into his chest, this shouldn't be turning you on. He was literally accusing you of cheating on him. "I will keep you up all night, baby. You better start talking." he grunted. His fingers began rubbing on your clit in circular motions, your eyes shut and you tried to inhale, but having his hand around your neck like that wasn't helping.

You grip on his thick thighs, your back arched and your eyes rolled back. “Hu-Hunter, please.” you whimper. You were getting annoying at yourself for getting wet so quickly, but how could you help it? He sounded so jealous, his hands are all over your body, and his breath was hot on your neck.

“You’re so fucking wet.” he groan, finger soaked after barely touching you. “Is that what gets you off, huh?” he taunted you, “Do you like the idea of me playing with your pussy, while you think of my best friend? Look at you, moaning like I don’t fuck your brains out everynight.” 

This really, truly, shouldn’t be turning you on the way it did. But, the way he was choking you? The way his fingers knew exactly how to tease your clit so you’re seeing stars? That’s what got you going.

You still didn’t answer him.

Alright then.

His fingers swiftly found their way towards your wet slit, pushing them inside you. A loud moan escapes your lips, your grip on his thigh tightens, but he immediately says, "don't touch." You needed something to hold on to as you felt yourself fall apart, his fingers now pushing and pulling against your g-spot. This was all happening way too quickly.

You held on his hand that was still around your neck, "didn't I just say don't touch? Do you like pissing me off? Not doing what I ask? Being a fucking brat, baby?" he says. You let out an airy laugh.

"Fucking me and my best friend," he chuckled, “Didn’t know my baby was a slut.”

He let go of your neck and pulled out his fingers from your soaking pussy, causing you to whine. He mocked you as he picked you up and walked to your shared bedroom. He put you down, and it felt like you couldn't look into his eyes. 

"Look at me" he softly says, hand stroking your cheek. You physically couldn't even lift your head up, "I said, look at me, baby" he demanded.

You still can't look at him. He grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head backwards, forcing you to make eye contact with him, and you damn near moan. You wore a tank top, which left your neck fully exposed to him. He leaned in, and you did as well.

He delivered a harsh kiss to your lips, tongue forcing itself against yours. The kiss was needy, all possessive and demanding. You were about to wrap your arms around his neck, but he held your hands behind your back. 

His lips moved onto your neck, kissing, sucking and leaving small deep red marks on your neck. As many as he can, anywhere he can. "P-please" you whimper.

Well, if he can't fuck the truth out of you, he'll fuck some common sense into you.

He pushed you back onto the bed and climbed on top of you, he then pulled off your shorts, and he attacked you neck again.

 By now there was barely any skin that wasn't bruised or bitten, especially on your collarbones. He pulled himself away from you, taking off his shirt revealing his toned body. This had to be what gods were built like.

"Do something" you whine, a pout resting on your lips. "You don’t get to ask for anything tonight." he groans. He pulls off his pants as impatience was taking over him, he took off his boxers as well and his cock stood hard and thick, "on your stomach, now." he demanded and you immediately obeyed.

As you laid comfortably onto the soft sheets, Hunter pulled your hips up towards his, he raised his hand, then proceeded to slap your ass so harshly that his handprint was on your ass cheek, "Fuck, please, just please do something" you cry, feeling your arousal drip down your thighs. You didn't even get to finish your complaining before he was pushing his cock inside you, making you moan loudly. You'll never get used to his size.

His hips pushed and pulled against yours, cock slamming in and out of you. Both of you were moaning loudly, you were so wet, so good for him. And he was going to make sure you stayed behaved for him only.

His dick felt like heaven as it rammed against your walls, he grabbed as fistful of your hair and pulled up on your knees and hands. "You think shawn can fuck you like this? hm?" he groaned before delivering one deep, fast thrust that had your head spinning and body shaking. "H-hunter" you whimper, "only i can fuck you like this." he grunted.

One of his hands held you up because you both knew that if he lets you go you'll immediately collapse back onto the bed. The pain and pleasure of being stretched out had your head spinning, his gruff voice, the roughness of his hands, his voice as he called both pet and derogatory names. 

His other hand was now buried between your legs, rubbing your clit. He slowed down feeling his orgasm approaching, deep, slow thrusts replaced his fast paced ones, and at this rhythm and this position you could swear you felt him in your lungs. the hand that was holding you in place moved down towards your abdomen, his long fingers tracing the bump in your lower abdomen, it was the outline of his cock inside you.

"Do you feel this, y/n?" he grabbed one of your hands and made you touch where his cock's imprint was, "This pussy is so tight, for me only. You're mine. mine, and mine only" he groans. His deep voice rang through your ears and sent goosebumps across the surface of your skin, his picked up a pace again, your words were merging in one blob of incoherencies, "gonna cum, h-hunt, p-please" you beg, "You don-t get to cum" he moaned, "you'll cum when i say you can" he says.

His grip on you gets tighter and hips began stuttering, he was so close, so close he could taste it.

"P-please, sir?" you whined in the neediest tone, your cunt clenched so tightly around him. "Please, l-let me cum, I-i'll do anything for y-you, please, ple-ease sir" you said, tears began flowing down your cheeks.

Hearing you call him ‘sir’,  begging for him like that did something to him. You? crying and begging him, being such a desperate slut for him to let you cum, like that?

"Please" you gasp, and he slaps your clit harshly, sending you into a whimpering fit, the only thing he could make out was something about how you were cumming. “S-sir.” you cry.

That last moan of yours sent him over the edge, his cum coating your walls, hot and sticky, as he collapsed on top of you. Seeing the state of pure euphoria that he was in made you happy you hadn’t told him what happened before you got here. "If you're not cumming on my dick, you're not cumming on anyone else's , you understand?" he says.

"Yes, sir."

"Good fucking girl."

It took your body a hot two, or three minutes to recover from the tight feeling of an unreleased orgasm as his thick cock continued twitching and pulsating inside you.

"Can you get off of me, you're a little heavy.." you mumble. He rolls off to the other side of the bed, and lays there contemplating whether or not he should ask you again, because he wasn’t going to let something take place behind his back.

 "This is the last time, be honest with me y/n, what are you doing with Shawn?" he asked. You exhaled loudly before reaching over to your nightstand. You opened the last drawer and pulled out a medium-small sized, square box. it was covered with a navy blue velvety material and a pearly white ribbon had it shut. "Open it,” you tell him.

He looked into your eyes slightly confused, then Hunter saw nothing but love and sincerity. 

He knew he never should've doubted you. 

He tugged off the ribbon and opened the box revealing a Rolex that was dazzled with diamonds. A little note was tucked under it, he placed the box to the side and held the note, the silver text on the white background read:

Happy birthday, we love you the most. Y/n and Shawn.

Hunter exhaled and covered his face with his hands, his fucking birthday was next week.

 "Wow, I feel like an asshole," he said.

 "An asshole whose birthday is next week, we wanted to do something special for you. Shawn and I might be close, but we'd never do ... whatever you had in mind" you said, a slight smile played with your lips.

He put everything back into the box and placed it aside. He pulled you onto his chest, giving you the sweetest, most passionate kiss you've had in a while. He moved, readjusting your position so that now you were under him. He began placing kisses all over your face, making you giggle. "What are you doing?" you laugh.

"Making up for what i fucked up."

[1d1195]

I (🥭) am back with another story with my coworkers!

So the guy I originally was talking to and ended with after he didn’t want to be friends, yesterday he’s been telling my manager that he misses me and still likes me and wants to get to know me. he said he thinks I want nothing to do with him, but he’s the one that didn’t want to be MY friend. my manager told him not to text me before she talked to me about this first (he didn’t wait, he texted me anyway).

However, I’m talking to someone new, someone who is putting in effort in wanting to see me and flirt with me and just talk to me in person and not just over text. I am not going to just drop him because the original guy is finally developing and wants to be friends. I don’t want to lead either of them on, you know?

Yesterday, the original guy had a shitty day because he and another coworker he’s been having issues with for months almost fought (other guy started it, wasn’t his fault this time!) and my manager was like “he had such a bad day and you’re still the person on his mind, he still really likes you.”

all that just puts me in a tough spot because the new guy I’m “talking to” (we haven’t been on a date or texted so much, just planning to hang out but might be as friends, I’m not too sure) is so sweet and mature. but the original guy has also always been sweet to me , just seemed too nervous around me and I can’t fault him for that.

More updates when he texts back after I tell him I won’t lead either of them on and that he has to deal with me wanting to be friends first !!

btw sorry I haven’t been here in awhile, I still read your posts every time you upload and I love everything! Love hockeyrry!!

Hmmm! Look at you with all the boys fawning over you 🤭 you deserve it!

Here is my unsolicited advice:

My gut reaction is the first guy is too little too late. I understand the nervousness but he should have said it ages ago (like the night of your date). It doesn't sit right with me that he was weird on your date and then told you he didn't want to be friends? Sus. ESPECIALLY where you have this new guy doing all the right things and suddenly he's like "I DO like her." (Also it's lowkey messy that he's got issues with other coworkers. (Although I won't lie, I'm a little toxic and the fighting can be kind of fun 🤭). My worry is that he'll get all weird about you liking the new guy and cause more issues and then you'll be out two guys? Idk, that's a little extra and maybe a little dramatic, but hopefully you'll catch my drift).

If I were you, I would see where the stuff with the new guy goes. He seems more put together like you said. It would be worth saying to the original guy that he's too late and you found someone who was willing to put in effort right away so you want to explore that. You could even say "I think you're very sweet and I would have liked to explore where things could have gone but I'm not going to lead another person on because you took too long. Maybe our paths will cross later on but I want to focus on what's best for me."

Obviously you don't have to listen to me. I've only been in a couple relationships myself. I swear I have I "coached" a lot of friends through relationships (lol) and not that I put TONS of stock into my students' relationships at the high school level but I'm REALLY big on making sure they are treated properly. I don't stand for teenage boys leaving someone they like on delivered for DAYS and I am a huge believer that you shouldn't have to beg for attention--especially now that you're getting attention from elsewhere.

I wouldn't blame you if you decided to see where things go with the original guy, I just wanted to give you my perspective from the outside! As long as you're happy, I'll trust your judgment! 💕 I hope you don't think I'm too harsh either💕 It's nice of you to say you won't lead either of them on. That is extremely mature and it's good of you to be up front. If one or both can't handle it then they can shove it.

You never have to apologize for not writing! I love to hear from you but it's not expected! Glad you're enjoying hockerry 🥰

xoxo

[rosencrantzsguildenstern]

Note here. How's the Enstaring going? Any faves yet? Any secret cries for help? But really, I'm very happy you're playing! I hope it goes well!

hey note!!! i loveeee alkaloid i think all of them but im a little biased towards tatsumi bc hes cute in a specific way that i like. i have him and arashi in my office rn and i love checking in w him and having his tiny little chibi say little christian things to me

i like mayoi a lot too, i think my preferences go tatsumi>mayoi>aira>hiiro but i really like them all! not just cause they’re the main focus but because of their awkward misfit vibes and the dynamics within the group :)

then i knew about a couple of the characters before starting and arashi was my fave from what i knew, so i made her my homescreen background at the beginning and i am pretty attached to her :) and then i like niki and leo! i also went very out of my way to get a himeru card because i think i’ll end up liking him a lot

im also fascinated by how much the game acknowledges stuff as weird. ill see something and itll just be a little note and im like “huh!” and then they actually talk about it and im like oh…. woah… like not just the capitalism n cults but like… airas constantly mean to hiiro and then they actually talk about it and why; stuff like that. i like how things aren’t always just a gimmick but actually get dealt with

also the production quality is insane!! EVERY SONG gets an mv…. i love it.

though tbh ive been struggling with enstars a bit lately? 1) it’s addictive, 2) i looked at the wiki and realized a lot of things i was really curious about haven’t gotten resolution yet or turn out to be really surface level (also like… niki’s a chef, his father was a chef, and he’s got a disorder that makes him constantly hungry? that’s so reductive and recursive around one trope it feels like bad writing), and 3) last night i learned hiiro and rinne were originally conceived as ainu characters which feels like… really sus with how their characters are presented? idk, it’ll depend on how removed it turns out to be, like i dont know anything abt ainu people but as long as for example the monarchy and systems they have are made up i think im chill with it but right now im like. HM. and realizing how many sus things could go over my head w lack of jpnese cultural knowledge. so ive been lowkey considering quitting the game bc it takes up too much of my time for something i dont LOVE but seeing you get hyped abt it and getting to talk about what i do like in it has made me back away from that idea a bit

[thatonericeball]

[ＪＥＡＬＯＵＳＹ〜 FT. ATSUMU MIYA ]

TW: Swearing

- ngl he would be lowkey insecure at first

- *incoherent angry mumbling on the side*

- “He thinks he can come in and steal Y/N from me?! Y/N L/N?! Miss me with that shit-“

- “Look at this dumbass, he really thought-”

- “Ne Samu watch this guy make an ass of himself,” *trips guy over, laughs at him and realises you're watching* “Real subtle, Tsumu*

- Atsumu and this person flirting definitely have not so friendly banter that you always get caught in between (they both completely forget you’re just chilling there)

- Will mock the guy and do the exact same thing later

Atsumu: oH yOu’Re pReTTy cUte hAhA, please who even says that?!

You: *show up to class*

Atsumu: Oh Y/N! You look pretty cute today by the way 🌸✨😚😚

The rest of the team: I-

- More than willing to start a fight if the guy goes too far

- *insert hand serve thing face here*

- He’s constantly asking everyone and anyone if the guy you were talking with earlier has been sus and he will literally put up his hand and ask his teachers in class

- Will flip him off and mock him and when you turn around he just pretends he’s busy

- Loss of coordination

Atsumu: Hey that guy wa- *trips over a mop* OH SHI-

- He’s pissed. He’s done. He’s over whatever this is. His words are short but his mood definitely gets the message across

“Hey asshole, back off she’s mine got it?”

- He watches the person to make sure they leave and asks you if you’re okay

- “Ya still love me the most right?”

- He didn’t want to admit it but he felt a little inferior but his confidence comes back soon enough

- Very clingy afterwards

- “Oi hold it right there, I’m keeping you too myself for the rest of the day now”

[luvbrie]

that damned wish

pairing: jihoon x reader / genie!jihoon x human!gn!reader

warnings: jihoon is a lil flirt but nothing vulgar, reader lowkey kinda dense, gets really angsty at the end, jihoon has a breakdown and considers su!c!de

wordcount: 1.8k total / fic

short summary: Jihoon is a genie. Y/N stumbles upon Jihoon, and they wish for Jihoon to be free so he can be Y/N’s new friend. This seems awkward to Jihoon at first, but he warms up to YN and ends up crushing on them. But it looks like all those times he twisted a wish in the past seemed to bite him like a starved animal.

“Look, I bought it from an old woman because she said she needed money— don’t you dare comment on it —and it turns out it’s real. What the hell do I do?” Y/N whisper-yelled to their friend over the phone. They were fully aware the genie they accidentally in the other room was awkwardly standing there, so they opted to not make it worse than it already was.

“...How do I even respond to that?” Jisoo seemed just as clueless as Y/N was. “Um, maybe just tell him it’s a mistake. You didn’t mean to summon him and he can just go back home.”

“But Jisoo,” Y/N whined, “That’s so awkward… What should I even say in that situation? ‘I wish for you to go back in your bottle?’ That’s so WEIRD!” Y/N cried animatedly, now forgetting the genie could hear them. “Jisoo, please! Should I just wish for three things and get it over with?”

“But don’t genies always twist the wish? What if you die or something…”

“JISOO THAT’S NOT HELPING!”

“Sorry! If you don’t want to just go with my original plan, which I’m sure would work,” Y/N could hear the sass in Jisoo’s voice and rolled their eyes, “Wish for him to be your friend.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Just wish for him to be human so he can be your friend. It’s a win-win, you’ll both end up with a friend. I’m sure he’s lonely as a genie,” Jisoo chuckled.

“Okay…It’s worth a shot… I guess I do need a friend anyway.” Y/N reached for the ‘End Call’ button, but didn’t click it. “Thanks Jisoo, you're the best!” And with that, the other end went silent.

But little did Y/N know, Jisoo was joking.

As Y/N turned around, they stiffened seeing the genie looking at them with a bewildered expression. “You… Want me to be your friend? That’s what you really want?”

Silence.

The genie stood, not really expecting an answer. The whole ordeal was stiff and Y/N could tell that it was getting slightly uncomfortable.

“...Yes. Um,” Y/N started, now feeling quite silly. Their face burned red. From the corner of Y/N’s eye, they could see the genie shaking his head. “I… I’m a little lonely…” They trailed off, unsure if the excuse is plausible. Y/N really didn’t feel like explaining the whole thing to the genie. Suddenly, Y/N could no longer see the genie. Did he leave?

“Are you sure you just want to be just friends?” The genie’s deep voice startled Y/N; it came from behind. They squealed and jumped away. The close proximity had them burning with embarrassment. He chuckled with a flirty grin plastered on his handsome albeit transparent face.

“Yes, friends! Don’t twist it weirdo!” Y/N pouted, looking away from the genie. “Well, I wish for you to be human so we can be friends.”

“Wait, wait!-” The genie panicked, but the damage had already been done. In a single puff of smoke, the translucency of his skin was gone, replaced with an opaque tone of peach. His eyes still sparkled beautifully, something Y/N only noticed moments before.

“Is something wrong?” Y/N tilted their head.

“Wha.. No. Nothing. I was just a little shocked.” The genie struggled with his words until he shook his head, similarly to last time. He quickly composed himself, leaving Y/N a little confused. He’s so… spontaneous. “Didn’t think you’d be so excited to be acquainted with me.~”

Y/N didn’t seem to pick up on the flirty undertone. They nodded, giggling a bit. Jihoon smirked at the reaction, but it came down to a confused expression when she opened her mouth. “Of course I’d be excited to make a new friend..!” Their bubbly tone faded with uncertainty as they took note of the genie’s face. They dismissed it, however and quickly moved on. “Anyways… Since you’re required to be my friend, it would be wise to introduce yourself, yeah?”

The genie stuttered with his response, not really used to having to actually get to know his summoner. Now that he’s thought about it, he’s only had to give his name… what, three times? In his thousands of interactions with humans? This human, whatever their name was, is certainly a strange specimen. “Name’s Jihoon, cutie. And what might yours be?” He winked, refusing to let up on his confusion, although it might already be evident.

“I’m Y/N! It’s nice to meet you, Jihoon! I hope we become best friends!” They smiled brightly. Jihoon felt a genuine smile of his own creep onto his face. Damn your contagious smiles, Y/N… The boy shook his head. Y/N noted that shaking heads is one of his habits. “Let’s go out, get to know each other.” Before Jihoon could make what Y/N assumed to be a flirty comment, they added, “Go out as FRIENDS.”

Jihoon looked a little surprised, but chuckled nonetheless. “Yeah, I gotcha. Whatever you want.”

//

Slowly, Jihoon’s eyes opened. Jihoon looks up at the dark, moonlit sky as Y/N is cuddled up in his arms. They lay in the lush grass of a hill not far from Y/N and Jihoon’s home. After Y/N had commanded Jihoon to be their friend a year before, Jihoon didn’t want to admit that his life had only gone uphill from then. They got closer and closer, and Jihoon finally felt like he could settle down. Life as a genie was hectic, people wishing for riches, and then him being shunned back into his little bottle or him being put on hold for far too long, his summoner supposedly ‘saving’ their wishes. Everything was fast. He hadn’t thought there was anything wrong with the way he lived before, but with Y/N, he could appreciate all the little things life had to offer. If he had to choose between his life before and what he had now, he’d pick what he has now without hesitation.

It was true, Jihoon had been in a relationship with someone upon request, but there was no experience he had in his centuries of living that compared to what Y/N could give. He treasured every minute he spent with Y/N.

Jihoon’s eyes travelled down to Y/N, who was currently laying on his chest, his arms wrapped around them. Their peaceful face sent the boy’s heart into a frenzy, and he couldn’t help but admire the purity Y/N’s face had. He took a deep breath in, careful not to disturb Y/N, trying to calm his racing heart. He’s had these feelings bottled inside of him a month after they met. It was a little early, too fast, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. He’s had them crushed inside his heart, threatening to explode any minute. Jihoon knew he was in love, and he knew Y/N was too. From the way Y/N gave shy glances and the sweet gestures that were reserved for him, it was all too obvious that you had feelings for him too. Jihoon wasn’t dense.

He never got to think about it much because he refused to. Because it hurts. It started hurting so bad knowing he could have them all to himself, if he just said the words. But he can’t.

“Well, I wish for you to be human so we can be friends.”

It’s that wish. That damned, stupid wish. He wanted to just crush it under his palms, watch it disintegrate as Y/N ran into his arms and run off together, living happily ever after. He was still bound to the wish, despite being a human. If he made any move on Y/N he’d die. He didn’t want her to suffer over his death, nor did he want himself to. He hated the wish. But at the same time, it was the only reason he got to experience what he gets with Y/N. Yet he still wanted more… Was it selfish? He has a taste of human life, now he’s getting greedy. Could you blame him, though? He wants to be happy. That’s all. And to be happy, he needs Y/N. Poor boy. He’s so conflicted, he got frustrated, and now there’s another emotion in the mix. Jihoon felt the stinging teardrops in his eyes, his breathing becoming staggered. ‘Damn it Jihoon,’ He thought to himself, ‘Pull yourself together! You’ll disturb Y/N…’

And speaking of the devil, or angel in Jihoon’s eyes, Y/N awoke from Jihoon’s irregular chest heaving. They scratched their eyes, trying to focus on Jihoon. Y/N looked a bit startled when they noticed his eyes glistening with tears. “Jihoon?” They asked softly, the slight rasp in their voice making Jihoon’s heart skip a beat. They sat up, signalling Jihoon to follow suit. As he did so, he felt Y/N’s arms slither around his waist. They shifted their position until they sat on Jihoon’s lap, and Y/N gently wiped away his tears.

“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” That tone of their voice, so soft… One only Jihoon was allowed to hear… It was wrong just how badly he wanted to kiss them right then and there.

“...Um… I just… I lost my immortality when I turned human, and I’ve never really had to think about death… Until now…” He spoke up after his tearful breakdown, desperately hoping Y/N wouldn’t pry. He knew that Y/N could see right through the pitiful excuse. Their beautiful E/C eyes scanned him with worry, and he felt the tears brimming at his eyes again. After moments of them staring right at Jihoon’s eyes, Y/N spoke, their voice dripping with honey, “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me.” They pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. At the action, Jihoon let his loud sobs loose. And right then, Jihoon considered…

Maybe death isn’t so bad if he gets to see them in his last moments.

[nightswithkookmin]

I hate it here

Why does he get to appropriate people's race and still have so much access??

I thought impersonation was a crime.

I thought stealing someone's identity was a crime. How is he walking around Freely and taking pictures with hot chicks?😒

THAT SHOULD BE ME😭😭😭

If he is profiting off of his looks he needs to be sued by Hybe IMMEDIATELY.

HYBE SHOULD HIRE ME - If they can over look my gossipy nature and the fact they really can't trust me with any company secrets plus I'll spend all my time staring at Jikook and simping for YoonminhopeJoon🙂

Bapsae aaahhhhh 😏😏😏

To answer your question Barbara, you are not the only confused one when it comes to these labels. We all are.

A lot of people use Bi these days instead of Pan because people find the term Pansexuality confusing and offensive so....

Strange times.

Offensive because some people in the Bi community feel it's a redundant term as to them it means the same as Bisexuality. As such they feel the use of Pansexuality is erasure and invalidating of their own identity.

From what I understand of this ongoing label wars in the community, those who get offended by Pansexuality do so mostly because they do not view trans identity as a seperate unique gender in of it's own but merely as an adjective.

To such, there is no thing as cis boy or trans boy and that a boy is a boy. So being Bi to them means they are attracted to boys( cis or trans) and girls (regardless of whether they are cis or trans)- which is what Pansexuality actually is💀

Here in lies the conflict. Cis women and some people, myself included, see trans identity as a seperate gender identity from cis identity and differentiates between a biological Male or female and a trans Male or female.

As such a boy is not a boy, a boy is either cis boy or trans boy and both are valid.

This distinction is what mostly sets bisexuality from pan sexuality from my point of view.

It's disheartening. Not to mention anxiety inducing and confusing as hell when we can't even agree on basic terms to describe ourselves.

I don't know how conscious BTS are of these conversations and so I've always viewed their use of labels such as boy/girl in their lyrics with utmost fascination given as there are trans genders within their community.

I often find myself wondering what Joonie means when he talks of girls- does he mean cis girls or trans girls? Would he date either or both?

Personally, I view Trans identity as a valid, separate unique form of identity, unique from Cis identity and not just as an epithet.

I date and definitely find trans girls romantically and sexually attractive especially if there's minimum trace of their cis masculinity in them.

But I have friends who identify as lesbians but wouldn't date trans girls regardless of how they present. Yet they wouldn't mind dating a stud or Masculine presenting females as long as they are Cis girls. Talk of transphobia💀

Some girls call me Bi because I like cis and other fems and I'm perfectly fine with it. However embracing that label in Male spaces gives me a lot of headaches because they just assume I'd date any man too.

I have dated fem tops (girly girls who like to be the dominant one in relationships and also prefer to penetrate other girls during sex) who identify as lesbians but have threesomes with gay men💀

I mean as long as they get to fuck those men or penetrate/ top them or so they say and yes I've seen it happen with my two eyes- I have gay threesomes don't judge or tell my pastor😥

I'm going to hell as it is no need to compound it🤧

My ex was like that. She dated a gay guy she was topping and was gonna marry him because her family was pressuring her to get married. The dude was closeted and their relationship was convenient until he came out and lowkey outed her in the process.

When I asked her if she was bisexual she said she didn't have a label because none suited her at the time and that she likes girls regardless of how those girls identify as. So a femboi, andro, trans girls, cis girls, straight girls, gay girls, as long as you feminine she likes.

I'm a bit like that too... minus the topping fembois and gays part💀

If I had a dick it would be useless 🤣

I say all this to say, labels are a bit tricky and a lot of people struggle to find the right fit.

Gay or queer is our go to label.

For the sake of the conversation we having, I'd define being Bi as liking your own gender plus the opposite of your gender but in an exclusive way. Being Bi also means the gender of a person matters to you in your determination of what you find attractive.

However being Pan means you place less emphasis on the gender of the person you are attracted to and more emphasis on the qualities those people possess- really doesn't matter what the other person is if you like em you like em. Which means a person don't gotta be cis or trans boy or girl or other for you to like them. They just have to have a certain quality you find attractive.

Just like you said, you being a girl find gurls attractive too but I don't think you'd be willing to date a girl- cis or trans- a person has to be Male for you to date them. Right?

That exclusivity is what makes you straight. You like one gender to the exclusion of others.

Gays and lesbians like one gender, the same gender, to the exclusion of others.

Bisexuals may like multiple genders, different genders, to the exclusion of others.

Pansexuals like multiple genders but not to the exclusion of others.

If Gender is important to you in determining who a suitable romantic partner is you are either Straight or Bi. If gender is not important to your determination of who a suitable partner is then you're pansexual.

Pansexuals are gender blind🤣

If Pansexuals are bisexuals, there should be a label for the category currently viewed as bisexuals.

When Suga says " I look at personality and it's not limited to girls" I believe he's talking about the qualities he finds attractive in PEOPLE.

When he sings boy or girl my tongue technology will send you to hongkong it carries a similar sentiment. He's saying basically it doesn't matter what you identify as he can make you orgasm under his- rap?

That's pan energy to me. You go pan Suga! BAPSAE AAAHHH🤭

IF he were queer then I'd assume he's more likely to be pan not bi- hypocritically speaking.

But he is NOT QUEER.

SOPE YOONMIN AND ANYSHIP INVOLVING SUGA IS NOT REAL or even likely to be.

Since we are both men, how can my heart throb for a man. This implies he believes his heart only has to throb for the opposite sex. Yea no he is definitely not bi.

Straight as an arrow this one.

He doesn't find men sexually or romantically attractive. He is not gay or bi and I don't think he wants to be.

I assume he's straight. I do.

And as a straight dude, he's certainly intriguing and I can see how certain actions of his make people queer read him especially in his dominant ships Sope and Yoonmin and Taegi.

But I don't think he goes out of his way to queer code himself.

And I see what you mean by the exaggerated speech. Rappers do trash talk, boast and talk shit in their music but they are also notoriously homophobic with the exception of a few. References of queerness in their lyrics are usually often used pejoratively to slur other rappers etc.

May be I'm too black, gay, and a woman to overlook the misogyny and homophobia that's traveled through Black American hip pop to elsewhere even if it takes on new family friendly labels such as Kpop or BTS.

I don't tend to read hiphop lyrics through non cis non straight non male lens. Unless of course it's from a queer artist but even that there's almost always something internalized.

It's fascinating how people look at a hip hop artist and glean their sexuality from their lyrics....

I'm dozing off. Will read over this tomorrow and add anything I might have missed.

GOLDY

[syubub]

How BTS flirt

Saucy disclaimer: this is for entertainment purposes only and not to be taken as fact! This is my interpretation of the cards!!

Lol this is gonna be a fun one so buckle up and hold on to your socks

Seokjin

Lol oki

I think there's two types of jinnie flirting. Casual fun flirting and flirting because he's actually intrested

When he is actually intrested in someone and is trying to flirt its kinda slow moving and not very obvious

Its little things like, "your hair looks really nice today"

Things that are complements but he means it in a flirty way

He'd probably get a bit frustrated bc his flirting tactics are too subtle

I think he would also flirt by showing things he's intrested or possibly things that he's gathered

Kinda like a peacock

He wants the person he's flirting with to know that he's cool and show them what he has to offer but doesn't want to be... showy

He wants to maintain some kind of poise

But I think its because he's a little too shy to be up front and honest

But oh man when he's having fun and flirting for the fuck of it his whole goal is get everyone in a 10 mile radius flustered

He enjoys seeing people blush (I think its because he doesn't always take true compliments well and wants other people to feel good about themselves)

Jin

My boi

His tactics might be a little... strange.. at times

It's endearing though

And smooth

I wouldn't be surprised if he has a list of mid 2000's pick up lines on hand as a plan b

Yoongi

Legit before pulling any cards I heard "like a penguin"

I can't

Now to the fucking cards

WHY IS HE SO ROMANTIC??

What a soft man

He's a romantic flirt that doesn't use many words because he doesn't have to

You best believe he has coffee orders memorized, take out orders memorized, favorite drink always on hand

You needed something from the store?

He bought it.

Very much service and gifts because he wants to provide and kinda show his worth

"Here's this rock I saw. I know you like them so I figured I'd polish it for you too"

Lol he's wrapped around that pinky so tight

He's also very considerate and aware that unwanted flirting can be creepy and uncomfy so he's very very conscious of how he goes about things

I think flirting like this is almost... healing to him?

I think he really enjoys having someone to take care of (he definitely wants the same in return)

Yoon doesn't flirt. He'd rather be courting some one

Don't get me wrong though

He can definitely flirt and shit like that but its his secret weapon

He's also very confident when he flirts

He prefers flirting to come with no expectations

If anyone gets courted by min yoongi I want to see your stack of "rocks" (idk it could be bracelet charms or snow globes or postcards but I wouldn't be surprised if its actual rocks either)

Hoseok

Oki if you don't want to read some not pg then come back when I say it's safe lol

Hobi you horny mother fucker

Flirting is 100% foreplay

I CAN'T

Kissing is definitely in his flirting book

He flirts and establishes his dominance early on (hobi is a dom fight me)

Very confident in his flirting

LUSTY FUCKER

I get vibes that hobi would 100% fuck on the first date

(Kinky mf)

Omg hobi what a fucking tease too Jesus

Blah blah blah his flirting is foreplay bc he's horny and really wants to fuck.

Istg hobi just wait for a designated 18+ reading

Oki it's safe now

On the off chance that hobi isnt using his ridiculous flirting skills as foreplay

He is still very confident

And slow paced

He's trying to win the war not the battle

He is very push-pull when he flirts

It's with good intentions though

He's just really good with people and sweet talking

Very touchy

Flirting can also be a way for him to sus people out and decide if they are cool or nah

Flirting with hobi can lead to:

A. New best friend

B. Increadibly one night stand

C. The love of your fucking lifeb

D. A failed vibe check

Lowkey hobi would be kinda like wolf... very... driven?

Namjoon

A lot of compliments and just general good vibes

Lots of personal questions

"I bet you're really good at that. You should let me see sometime."

Definitely uses his smile

A lot

Very much the type to keep eye contact and be very attentive to the answers that are given to his questions

Its a wee bit methodical

But not in a weird way

He just wants to know where to go

Lots of emotional intelligence

Probs buys flowers or something cute

Very much reassuring and probably would be most flirty over drinks of some kind (like coffee or fancy wine)

Doesn't always flirt for the sake of romance but its pretty obvious when he is

He's just perfect

He gives complements often just in general and I think he absolutely knows how to use his charms

Very smooth

So so so so so witty

Definitely can get some nice giggles going

The way he flirts is honestly entrancing

We all know he is a fantastic talker

Probably uses a lot of beautiful language

Jimin

Very flirty

Flirty flirty

Also a little flexing involved!!

He'd be dressed to the 9's and very obvious

I definitely see him making everything about the other person

Very much peak libra behavior

He'd definitely feel flirty when he's feeling himself?

Flirting is almost like a first defense

Its easier to control the situation when he's flirting and its something that he loves to do

There's a lot of intelligence here with chim chim

He gets bored easily so flirting with him would be something engaging and intellectual as much as it is fun and laid back

Fancy fucking dinners

Flirty boi would like to have his match

Flirting is a competitive (fun) sport

He'd be a bit more toned down and less flashy if its someone he's actually trying to romance

Very fun and very exciting

Taehyung

Sexc

Think mysterious and cool as fuck

That's his flirting style

Very much must pass his vibe check

Be careful its a test

The way he flirts is by not saying anything about himself

He'd drop bits here and there but he has to make sure that you're worthy tbh

If someone makes it past the vibe check this is when the real flirting begins

He'd be very attentive and almost dedicated?

Like he sees flirting as a stepping stone

This is an investment and flirting would be tailored to the person he's flirting with

He's very intuitive and knows what people need

Very very very delacate

Also he might seem a bit intense when he flirts but its not necessarily a bad thing

Homie be regal at first but once he's comfy and is sure that they're compatible then he'd be way more inviting and open and giggly

Oh god he'd be the giggliest flirt on the whole planet

Also very considerate of boundries

Jungkook

Lol

He'd only really be comfy flirting if there isn't anyone else around

Very blushy

Kinda soft ngl?

It's cute soft and shy but he also has very strong boundaries

Flirting is something that he's not great at?

But he is very very very good at learning so the more he flirts the better he gets

This is an oddly personal journey?

He has to get over some stuff to get rid of some possible anxiety

He's also a little unconventional?

He has his own way of flirting and it'd be very adorable

Things like

"You're hair would be really cool if it was blue. I like it now too. So you should do whatever you like with your hair. Because its yours. And its nice. Yeah"

Its so CUTE

He'd overthink a lot too

What do I say? How do I act?

He'd also maybe throw in a cheeky back touch or two every so often

Shoulder touching too

Its very much like best friend flirting but koo means it as actual flirting

Honestly, if someone notices that koo is flirting with them it'd be best to just take the wheel and take the stress away

[miraizu]

Hiii! May I request some general dating headcanons for A-ya, if that's alright? P.S. Your kitten Killua is very cute!

five years later

Thank you so much, and I'm so sorry for the delay! I kind of forgot about this blog until really recently, when I ran into some ShuuenPro cosplayers at an anime convention haha. Here are some general headcanons for our fave resident rumor maker!

General Dating HCs for A-ya (GN!)

First off, please prepare yourself to hear some outlandish shit about yourself. You thought just because you're dating A-ya, he'll spare you from his mischief? LOL. If anything, it might be even more annoying. A-ya loves your reactions, but at least it's never anything serious!

Also, uhhhh, GL with C-ta lmfao. He's acting sweet, but if you can see through that facade, it's game on. He is not having it.

Bring it to A-ya's attention, he'll probably brush it off as C-ta being C-ta, so long as the brunet doesn't do anything sus.

Dates are going to be super lowkey. He gets weird vibes at his own house a lot, so he'll probably be over at your place rather his own. Expect movie marathons going late into the next day.

Probably a fan of the terrible B-rated movies. I'm talking Killer Klowns from Outer Space, Critters, Rubber, The Gingerdead Man... Bonus points if you still get scared. He thinks it's cute.

Please help A-ya get a healthier sleep schedule. He needs it.

NOT a fan of PDA. Like, at all. He's more than happy to give affection in private, though! Might hold your hand or allow you to lean on him during club activities, but that's really about it.

Not super possessive, either. Out of the five Occult Club members, he's probably the most chill S/O, almost tying with E-noru.

When the game is going on, he's going to be worrying over you and wanting to stay at your house. It may be the first time you see him worried, honestly.

A-ya's... Not super expressive. You'll have to learn to read between the lines with his words and actions. He does care for you, but doesn't always express it well.

If you two sleep together, he is not a big cuddler in bed. Chances are, he's going to be up wayyy longer than you, anyways, but he's okay with holding your hand as you sleep. He just needs his space when he's sleeping himself.

In general, not a super cuddly boy, but will give you cuddles in private if you pester him enough.

In terms of the type of S/O A-ya might prefer, definitely somebody who reacts well to his shenanigans. He finds your reactions interesting, as long as it's not too dramatic, because then it just gives him a headache.

Would like a chill S/O, and probably doesn't care whether you're introverted or extroverted so long as you don't force him out of his comfort zone.

Love language is quality time and acts of service. He's not good at gift giving, clearly not affectionate, and his words tend to be barbed. Probably loves receiving quality time and words of affirmation though :)

[astralaffairs]

think of it as like an au or something, but I'm just curious to see how president thom would react to seeing someone forcing themselves on mc at like a state dinner if they're not together, i feel like he'd try to stand up for her but also it'd be kinda sus of the president standing up for some press figure who's been talking shit abt him

i love this concept omg. i got an ask similar to this a while back, so i’ve been sitting on a lot of ideas for it. tbh thomas would hardly be able to restrain himself from fucking throttling whoever’s harassing mc, but he isn’t gonna refrain from stepping in. anyway, his standing up for her then makes the media hail him as a feminist icon for like the next 3 weeks

this broke my heart to write tho lowkey </3

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"You're… you're Y/N L/N, aren't you? With the Washington Post?"

Y/N had been sour all night. Her feet were cramping in her heels, the tag on her dress was starting to itch, and worst of all, her editor had forced her to take the invite Alex had extended her to the state dinner. She’d had no plans of interacting with the Jefferson administration — in fact, her plan had been to stay as far from them as possible so that she could focus on work, but she mentioned the state dinner offhandedly to a coworker, another had overheard, and the next thing she knew, her boss had found out.

Moreover, she was fairly certain that Thom– no, President Jefferson had only invited Alex to antagonize him, so it was no wonder he didn’t want to go. However, when he gave her the invite, she protested that, since it wasn’t addressed to her, she couldn’t go, and she certainly couldn’t go without him, but both Alex and her editor had insisted it’d be fine. There would be enough people present that she’d slip under the radar, so what was the harm?

And slip under the radar she did. As Vice President and Second Lady, James and Dolley were unattainable company for the evening; they were busy with the heads of PACs, with senators, with members of the State Department. The latter group included Lafayette — he’d been promoted not long after President Jefferson took office, which ruled him, too, out of her options for who she could hang out with. He was off wooing foreign diplomats.

So, there she was, standing alone at the side of the room with her expensive champagne (there was an open bar, thank god) and the small-but-growing pile of business cards she’d collected throughout the night.

At least, she was alone until the anonymous man in question approached her. She turned to him with her eyebrows raised.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m Y/N,” she said, surprised that she’d been recognized. “I’m not with the Post, anymore, though.”

“Of course. My mistake,” he apologized, and when he extended to her a hand to shake, she stuffed her newly-acquired business cards back into her purse “I’m Richard Lestrade. I work in the Department of Defense.”

“Nice to meet you.” She had little interest in chatting with him, but she politely shook his hand. “What can I do for you?”

He laughed softly, but it made Y/N raise an eyebrow. “I don’t have some kind of agenda. I just recognized you from your time as a news analyst and thought I’d come introduce myself.”

“Of course.”

She only responded so as to placate him, and she thought that how curt her reply was would deter him from trying to strike up a conversation. She met his eyes with an expectant eyebrow raised as she took another sip from her champagne.

“So how’d you get an invite here tonight?” he asked after a moment. “I mean, I was invited because I work for him, working on naval strategy and all, so it’s just a perk of the job, but I’m surprised to see you. With how much you’ve done to keep President Jefferson from being elected, I wouldn’t think you’d end up on the guest list for state dinners.”

She shrugged. “Alexander Hamilton invited me, actually.”

“Secretary Hamilton was invited? Really?” At that, the disbelief in Richard’s expression was almost patronizing. “Wow, I didn’t hear that he and President Jefferson had buried the hatchet. I always thought they were rivals, or even enemies.”

“Oh, make no mistake, they hate each other,” she said coolly.

“So why would Secretary Hamilton be invited?”

“So Jefferson could rub it in his face that he won the election.” She shrugged, turning back to face the room before them, but Richard seemed surprised.

“No, no, he wouldn’t be that petty,” he scoffed, but his tone was condescending, as though her theory had absolutely no foundation. “He’s the president. I think he has higher priorities than antagonizing someone who’s old news.”

Y/N resisted rolling her eyes at his calling Alex ‘old news,’ as though Richard was somehow a higher calibre of invitee to the state dinner. “You underestimate how catty politicians are. Jefferson included.”

“President Jefferson,” he corrected her, and she gave him a sidelong glance, eyeing him warily.

“Sure.”

“But anyway, I suppose I’m glad President Jefferson invited Hamilton, if it means you’re here, too.”  Richard raised his glass to her as though in tribute, and she was sure the smile she offered him came off as more of a grimace. She had little appreciation for his heavy-handed advance.

“That’s nice of you to say,” she replied mildly before draining the remainder of her glass. She turned to him with a nonchalant, nearly-blank expression. “And as great as it’s been to meet you, I think I have to run. I’m heading out soon and need to say a few goodbyes.” Truthfully, she had no intention of leaving. Her editor would have her head if he found out she cut bait so early in the night, and if she fled before Jefferson addressed the entire room, she wouldn’t be able to provide her boss with the synopsis of the presidential address. She only wanted to leave that conversation.

“You’re leaving so early? Why’s that?”

She shrugged. “I suppose the Jefferson Administration isn’t really my scene. I’ll see you around, Mr. Lestrade.”

“Please, it’s Richard,” he corrected her. “But you should stay longer. If you leave now, you’ll miss President Jefferson’s address.”

What was it with this guy and using Jefferson’s full title? “Please, consider for a moment that missing it may be entirely the point,” she said dryly, and Richard gave a light laugh.

“Oh, please. I’m sure that even a democrat like you can appreciate a good speech.” ‘Even a democrat like her’? What was that supposed to mean? “As a journalist, this should be right up your alley.”

“I’m sure I’ll be able to find the transcript online in a few hours. I’ll survive.”

“It’ll have a much greater impact in person,” he countered, and she sighed. “So, please, stay. Can I get you a drink? What are you drinking?”

“Thanks, but I’m okay,” she said. As though she was about to let a man she’d met only minutes before handle her drink. That would be a recipe for disaster. “I really should get going.”

“No, wait,” he protested, and when she began walking away from him anyway, he caught her by the arm, pulled her back. She turned back to him with an expectant expression, trying to quell the anger building in her chest. “You can’t leave yet; dinner hasn’t even been served.”

“I can fend for myself on that front,” she assured him, and although her teeth were clenched, she plastered on a smile. “So if you’d kindly let go of my arm, I’m going to be on my way.”

“I was hoping to get to know you, actually.” He released her, but her immediately marching off toward the center of the room caught him off guard. “No, wait!” She stifled a groan when she heard him hurrying after her, and as he came to a stop in front of her, blocking her path, she narrowed her eyes. “Come on, Y/N. Come sit down with me and some of my friends; it’ll be a nice time, okay? I’m a nice guy.” He wore a hopeful smile, apparently convinced of his words as she folded her arms.

“I’m sure you are, but I need to get back to my table to retrieve my coat,” she said apologetically. Her anger didn’t show on her face, thankfully. “So I’m sorry, but I can’t.”

“Oh, sure you can; you’re just being stubborn,” he insisted. He took a step forward toward Y/N, and she took a step back. “Now, I know we’re from opposite parties, and all, but I’ve been a fan of your reporting for a long time, and I’d really appreciate it if you just came and sat down with us for a few minutes. You and I have a lot in common. I have a feeling we’d hit it off.”

The coy smile he wore made her want to grimace, and when he added a wink, she did grimace, visibly. “This is nice and all, but I’m not really interested.”

“Sure, because you don’t know me yet,” Richard countered, and he took another step toward her, grabbing her by the elbow as he came to stand next to her. Y/N could feel her heart pounding as he forcibly turned her, pointed out his table. “Let’s go. We’re sitting right over there.”

“No, really, I’d rather not,” she repeated, and as she tried to pull her arm away from his grip, he pulled her toward him with an arm around her waist — it was then she realized she couldn’t do nearly anything about it without making a scene. And given her history, a scene was the last thing she wanted. “Please let go of me.”

“You don’t have to stay long; I’m not asking much.” It was then that he began leading her toward the table, and as she stumbled alongside him, panic was rising in her chest. She was looking around for some way out, some familiar face — Dolley, Lafayette, someone — but nobody appeared. “Just have a seat. Let me get you a drink.”

And there he was, repeating his offer. No matter who it was, the insistence on drinking with her would make her wary, but this man already had worry building in her throat, so the feeling only compounded with his words. “I don’t want to come with you. Get your hands off of me.” He didn’t stop, though, and she finally had to dig in her heels, trying to pull back from him. She knew he was stronger than her, but her resistance to him dragging her along certainly grabbed his attention. Richard frowned.

“Oh, come on, don’t be such a–”

“‘M fairly sure I heard her tellin’ you to let go of her.” The voice was stern, and it made both her and Richard freeze, and for entirely different reasons. Y/N would’ve been able to recognize it anywhere, the southern drawl, the lazy enunciation, and her pulse was then spiking for an entirely different reason. Richard turned immediately toward the sound, releasing her, but Y/N stayed put.

“Mr. President,” Richard said breathlessly, his eyes wide. “It’s an honor to meet you; I–”

“What’s your name?”

“Richard Lestrade, sir.” He sounded excited to have courted Jefferson’s attention, apparently oblivious to the undertone of anger in his voice. Y/N recognized it clearly, though, too clearly, and it made her sick to her stomach. She resented the familiarity.

“D’you work here, Mr. Lestrade?”

“I work for the Department of Defense, sir. I’m a naval strategist. Graduated top of my class from the US Naval Academy; I actually helped plan the–”

“I don’t remember askin’ for your resume.” Then, the annoyance Jefferson exuded was clear, unmistakable in his snarky interjection. Y/N had to purse her lips to keep herself from laughing, especially as she glanced over at Richard and found him pale as a ghost.

“Of course not, sir. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t think I’m the one you should be apologizin’ to, now,” Jefferson said frankly, and Y/N didn’t see him watching her until she reluctantly turned, glancing between him and Lestrade. “Ms. Y/N L/N, correct?” he asked, and she nearly winced.

“Yes, that’s me.” Her strained smile was fooling nobody, but when he saw it, Jefferson’s composure didn’t waver.

“Did I hear you tellin’ Mr. Lestrade not to touch you?”

When he addressed her, she forced herself to shake her nerves, he jumbled emotions, off for the time being, and she pushed her shoulders back, presenting a front of confidence.

“You did, as a matter of fact.” She looked up tentatively to meet his eyes — and she immediately wished she hadn’t. While his expression exuded nonchalance, his casual authority over the situation, she knew him well enough to recognize the concern in his eyes: his forehead was creased almost imperceptibly, one eyebrow was quirked up, and one corner of his mouth twitched down. Her jaw tensed as she swallowed her heartache.

She was grateful that he then turned back to Richard. “Care to explain yourself, Mr. Lestrade?”

The interaction had stirred a bit of a crowd around them by then; the others in their immediate vicinity had ended their conversations at once upon hearing the confrontation, but the hush seemed to be spreading further across the room, and Richard was glancing left and right as he gaped at Jefferson. “Oh, no, it was just a misunderstanding. Look–”

“I’m not sure it was,” Jefferson cut him off, and his tone was biting. “Forgive me if this is too presumptuous, but I don’t think there’s anything unclear about a woman tellin’ you to take your hands off of her.”

“We were just chatting.”

“That wasn’t what it looked like,” Jefferson said, folding his arms. “From where I was standin’, it seemed like you grabbed a woman against her will, and you refused to let go. ‘S that accurate, Ms. L/N?”

She wished desperately that he’d stop addressing her. Her throat went dry as he all but admitted he’d been watching her, and she could only nod, unable to find her voice. Thankfully, he took that as enough of an answer.

“I never meant to hurt Y/N, sir. Honestly, I’m so sorry if I did–” Richard turned to Y/N. “I’m so sorry if I hurt you, but my intention wasn’t–”

“You blatantly ignored me telling you to stop,” she said. His speaking to Y/N once again made her blood boil, and she couldn’t help but snap at him, despite how lightly she felt herself to be treading in present company. “Don’t pretend like this was some unfortunate accident.”

Lestrade went from gaping at Jefferson to gaping at her, then. “I… I’m sorry, again, but come on, you know I was just trying to be friendly,” he defended, and she rolled her eyes, getting tired of his excuse. The edge of aggression in his tone made her take a wary step away from him, though. “I invited you to–”

“You said you work for the Department of Defense, correct?” Jefferson cut him off, diverting his attention from Y/N, and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, silently thanking him for bailing her out.

“Yes, sir.” Lestrade offered a weak smile, but his fear was obvious in how he was holding himself. Jefferson regarded him with an air of disgust, looking him up and down.

“Well, you don’t anymore.” Y/N’s eyes widened at the declaration, but President Jefferson paid her no mind. “ I’ll be in touch with your supervisor to have you dismissed.”

“What?” Lestrade asked, “but, sir, that’s my job. I need to–”

“Not anymore, it isn’t.” President Jefferson’s words were firm. “Now, please, I’d like to ask you to leave now so it isn’t necessary for me to have you shown out with a security detail.”

Lestrade froze, and for a moment, Y/N expected him to protest, but when he saw all the people around them watching him, anticipating his next move, he turned on his heel, flushing bright red, and started toward the exit. Y/N and Jefferson were both scowling as they watched him leave.

However, it wasn’t long before Jefferson turned to Y/N, although she hadn’t turned back to face him.

“Are you alright, Ms. L/N?” he asked mildly, and she was sure her surprise pertaining to the whole situation was written across her face when she met his gaze. She nodded hesitantly. “I’d appreciate hearin’ you say it.”

“I’m just fine,” she assured him, voice shaky, and his tense shoulders relaxed, although he didn’t look fully convinced. “But thanks for your concern, really, Thom– sorry, Secretary– I mean, President Jefferson.”

She saw the corners of his lips twitch up when she almost called him Thomas.

"Of course. Let me know if there's anything I can do." His words were wary, careful not to cross any lines or to impose upon her, but she smiled.

"I think that firing Mr. Lestrade on sight was quite enough," she said, and when a grin split Thomas’s– President Jefferson's worried expression, her stomach turned; her smile was strained. Everything about him felt too familiar, painfully familiar.

"Fair enough,” he acquiesced. At how ill-at-ease she appeared, though, his smile wavered. “Hope I didn't go overboard."

She shrugged. "He deserved it."

Thomas Jefferson laughed, and the sound was as warm as she remembered it being. She hadn’t heard it in person in nearly three years, and for her to have come across him so suddenly, it was jarring. She was quite sure she was going to be sick.

“I s’pose you’re right.” By then, those around them had begun to disperse, so after glancing left and right, he took a step closer to her, furrowed his brow, and every muscle in her body tensed. Yet, she didn’t move away. His voice was soft, gentle when he asked. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine,” she insisted, swallowing hard. “Don’t you have some politicians to get back to?”

He pursed his lips, and she was sure the tense grief in her expression wasn’t hidden as well as she’d have liked it to be. “I guess so,” he finally said, but he didn’t move, looking her over, and his voice was quiet when he said, “‘S good to see you, though. You look good.”

“Yeah, you too,” was all she could manage in response. He gave her a sad smile, nodded, and the silence between them stretched on Just as she thought he was about to turn, head back to where he’d been previously, he stopped himself.

“Will I see you around?”

The hope in his voice made her throat tighten, and she took a deep, shaky breath. She shook her head, and her voice nearly broke when she answered, “I don’t think you will.”

[staysuki]

okay, yeah, no, candy is definitely hyunjin.

i literally almost dropped my phone during chapter 17 because i thought it was seungmin at first, but then i realized that hyunjin said he lost his phone. also, that little detail about heartful arts 👀 and then ofc, i read chapter 18 where hyunjin said seungmin gave hyunjin his phone back.

of course, there's always a possibility all of this is a red herring and that i have thoroughly fallen for the trick, but let's not think about that 😀

something about felix getting into hyunjin's phone makes me nervous, though. if he went through his camera roll, he most definitely went through his messages. if hyunjin really is candy, then that means felix knows that. he might disregard it because he doesn't really know that yn is chocolate, but we can't even be sure of that, either. for all we know, felix took hyunjin's phone to try and make sure hyunjin didn't know his art was being stolen and now somehow knows everything about candy and yn and hyunjin. i wish we knew exactly when his phone went missing, though, because that would give us some answers about yn and felix's exchange at the party and what it means.

also i lowkey think seungmin is felix's partner in crime...?? unless it's a character that hasn't been introduced yet, but i think out of the characters we know so far, it's most likely to be seungmin. or wonpil. those are my two main candidates but seungmin likes hyunjin and he rly has no motive for selling his art but i feel like there has to be some significance to him being at the party and aCK- this is so fun but it makes my brain hurt >.< yk that meme of the guy in front of the bulletin board with a crazy look on his face? that's me rn 😭

why is jisung kinda being pushy tho 🤔 at any other time i'd adore him for trying so hard to understand and help his friends, but rn everybody is sus :D jisung running around to find his friends?? or running around to snatch some art 🤔🤔🤔 nah but jisung is still on the good list tho, im just over sleuthing. (right????)

yk what really rubs me the wrong way, though? the way hyunjin treats his friends. i mean, okay, sure, fine. let's say hyunjin has a reason for hating yn (boI WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE DESTROYED YOUR FAMILY ??????????) why is he being such a dick to his friends?? that's honestly a huge red flag for me in general when observing others as just the type of people they are- i watch how people treat their friends and the people they surround themselves with. i absolutely hate the way hyunjin treats jisung and seungmin; it's so toxic.

also poor jake :( poor lia :( poor ryujin :( that situation is such a mess and i feel so bad for them

the little moment between seungmin and yn tugged on my heart a little. they had such a huge impact on each other's lives, whether they want to admit it or not, and i love their relationship. also there's just so much to unpack with seungmin hehe it's so fun

AND WHOAAA JAE KNOWS HE KNOWS OMG HE KNOWS SDGHJLKJFA AKWARRDDDDDDDD NOT THE KIDS BOLTING OUT OF THERE LMFAO

sorry for disappearing for a couple days D: but i loved the updates! i hope you're taking care of yourself!! hope to talk to you soon, ash <33 lysm!

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JSHWJSHS who knows though 🤷‍♀️ seungmin definitely had two phones during that moment so~ it could've been his 🤔

JSHWJHSSHS when have i ever tricked you guys 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

atp, i feel like even if felix didn't get his hands of hyunjin's phone, he'd still be knowledgeable about everything. he literally gives off the vibes. it's kinda like, even if he doesn't know anything, he'll act like he does and then catch you in 4k 📸. but now that he got the extra leverage of information by getting the phone, he seems even more dangerous now no? but dw, he hates getting involved remember~ also trying to understand felix and his motives is a chore 🤷‍♀️ even y/n gave up already.

pls i know that meme 💀💀 but yeah, it's hard to think of it no? so many possible people. but in the first place, you might've forgotten that seungmin is a hustler (dealing drugs) because he doesn't want to get a lousy part time job. this implies that he does need money and would go to illegal measures to acquire it. on the other hand, perhaps it's also wonpil's influence 🤔 we did get the tidbits where wonpil used to be the wild child back in his day. plus, i've never established anyone as a rich person in this fic (as of yet) except for jae. anyone or everyone needs money. they're all broke college kids 🤷‍♂️

i kinda feel for jisung, he just came to the party to have fun with his friends and he ended up being alone and taking care of people and looking for his friends 😭. but yk what's also the thing with getting left alone is that there were no eyes on him 🤔🤔🤔 hmmm

i don't think he's necessarily being a dick. we've only ever seen him get mad whenever it involves y/n. aside from that, he treats them normally (though a bit assertive). he even keeps photos of them 🤧✨ but even still, we're yet to see the full hyunjin uwu. take for example seungmin: if hyunjin is truly toxic, a person like seungmin wouldn't have a reason to stay. seungmin is someone who knows his worth yet he still takes the effort to understand hyunjin, even if it meant talking to y/n about their history and even sharing a bit of himself to someone who he was dismissive with at first. i'm sure as his longest friend, seungmin already knows most of the meaning behind hyunjin's sharp tongue. i think sometime far into the future maybe once we reach chapter 30-40 we'll see more of hyunjin's pov and whatnot. but for now, we have criminal activities to catch 💪

the ryujin-lia-jake situation— it's def up to them to fix it. it's a bit hard for y/n though because she feels somewhat stuck.

oooh that's a very well said statement :(( they made an impact on each other's lives not just whether they admit it or not—but whether they even know it or not. they have this small connection between them that makes interactions easy and comfortable because they had that childhood history that isn't toxic. they were simply playmates, and wonpil being the nice guy that he is, and also somehow became little y/n's babysitter for a while, that meant she was looked after alongside seungmin and jake as "siblings". they're overall v v cute ♥️♥️♥️

LMFAO THAT DINNER SEQUENCE WAS A HOT MESS PLEASE. seungmin did NOT wanna be there. he was like, peace out ✌️😬. ngl i can relate. i bolt out of every single awkward situation by just walking away, even with family stuff.

dw about it anon! have been becoming busy lately too, thanks for dropping in still and looking forward for the updates! it'll be slower since there's two smaus now but i'm gonna alternate them by week (this week is slc and then next next week will be ehaloj). ♥️

[asteriismos]

headcanons for jacob t. where you're having sex in the bathroom during the party and you over head the fight together, the family asks you why you were in there together a few days later and you don't know how to answer that cause you're his adoptive stepsister

okay this is wild

but I lowkey like it ok

so you and jacob have been flirting for a while before this

you’ve only been his stepsister for a couple months

harlan loves you sm

and so does meg

she literally is always like “im sorry you have to live with that nazi”

Jacob does get on your nerves sometimes

and the worst part was

he’s hot, he’s totally hot and he k n o w s i t

and you two end up fucking when your parents away

and then it happens again and again

so you’re at harlan’s party and everything is going good

like usual, you’re just sitting by yourselves while people converse and talk

and then you get a text from jacob that says ‘meet me in the bathroom in five minutes’

and I mean like come on, you can’t just pass that up

so you wait five minutes and then go to the bathroom and wait for him because it would be a little sus if you went in there together

finally he meets you and you guys are making out pretty heavily

you’re taking off his blazer and unbuttoning the blue shirt underneath

and he’s taking off your blouse

he definitely gives you a few hickies on your breasts

you’re eventually sitting on the sink mantle with him standing in between your legs

and he’s fingering you with three fingers

you’ve already came one but he’s relentless I stg

he’s pulling himself out of his pants and is about to thrust into you

when you both hear yelling coming from the vent

you two come to a halt and listen, hearing ransom basically threaten harlan in his study

but once the yelling stopped, you two are back at it again

once you guys are done, you slip out first and think nothing of the argument you overheard

skip to a week later, you’re being questioned by your new family with jacob about what you heard while in the bathroom

“wait, why were you two in the bathroom together”

you try to keep your cool, glancing at jacob before saying “he walked in on me washing my hands and we got into an argument

“oh, so that was those muffled screams?” meg asked

she’s totally onto you guys

“ . . . yes”

[punkscowardschampions]

Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: [okay so we said that JJ have gone to get the PE shit and are casually having a 🚬 and the teacher is like go see what the hold up is and Ella volunteers cos 1000% that bitch and she of course starts a vague rumour about them being saucy with it] Janis: are the boys saying shit Jimmy: what kind of question's that? Janis: fuck's sake Janis: right, how do you wanna deal from your end Janis: 'cos you can say shit or you can slag me off like you'd never, either way, your move, new boy Jimmy: how do you want me to? Jimmy: I could give a shit what gets said about me Janis: alright, just say nothing then Janis: I'll deck her Jimmy: 👍 Janis: hardly Jimmy: nowt close to a challenge my end Jimmy: and it ain't like you'll have one flooring her Janis: still can't get her to take it back Janis: have to force feed her or some shit for that Jimmy: and what? you've got a missus waiting at home that'll be 💔 you were at it with someone else in the sport's cupboard? Janis: Fuck off Janis: if I've got to explain sexism to you then cba Janis: no one's chatting shit on your name like they are mine Jimmy: I bet lasses are, 'cause I shouldn't have touched you with a barge pole or some bollocks Jimmy: hang on, I'll check Jimmy: [DMs] Janis: and what? Janis: I didn't start it, take it up with Blondie Jimmy: I don't care what any dickhead in this shithole reckons, it's your problem if you do Jimmy: that's what Janis: Don't need your groundbreaking hot take to know that, tah Jimmy: stop whinging at me then, tah Janis: I ain't, do one Janis: I was checking you weren't making it worse for me, that's it Jimmy: job done Jimmy: and there'll be a new #scandal tomorrow so no need to check in with me again Janis: you reckon, new boy? Janis: you'll be lucky if another kid joins before you leave yourself Jimmy: I'll be leaving myself soon as Jimmy: you'll be lucky if it ain't you and 👑💀 stuck doing the project Janis: mistaking me for the bitch that cares about her A Jimmy: nah, I weren't Jimmy: the 😎 ain't prescription Janis: i'd get her to spread that it is Janis: don't wanna shout about how that look is a choice Jimmy: you ain't that bad that I feel the need, looks wise at least Janis: great Jimmy: any road, my brother's deaf, if I start spreading that shit about they'll be asking my sister if she's got a fake leg or some bollocks Jimmy: be a bit rude to her Janis: I'm not gonna chat shit on your unfortunate genetics, don't worry Janis: can't rival mine anyway Jimmy: @iantaylor8 if you wanna have a go Janis: unless he has his own law firm, I'm not bothered Jimmy: 💔 for him Janis: obviously, we had a great time amongst the unwashed bibs and muddy footballs Jimmy: surprised she could get the door open Jimmy: 💀💪 Janis: got that burst of adrenaline knowing she'd get extra treats from her master for it Janis: could've been in there alone, obviously helps other people give more of a fuck that it was you Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: so yeah, it is your fault, cheers Jimmy: didn't send myself or force you to have that 🚬 off me, mate Janis: not my go-to defense story Janis: crying rape might seem kinda cute but I'm alright Jimmy: funny Jimmy: you ain't that cute I NEED to fuck you mid P.E Janis: oh no Janis: let me go cry into the nearest 🏀 Jimmy: the mats would be a better shout, they've managed all that 💦 Janis: oh yeah, bring up the mats Janis: not heard enough about what a romantic setting they are Jimmy: soz, next time I'll assault you in the 🚽 Janis: even better Janis: I'll just stay in there and set up shop Jimmy: 💕 Janis: should've picked an option with a racket Jimmy: 🎻🎻 Janis: work too, fair heft behind that Jimmy: bit of class an' all Jimmy: rich girl won't have nowt to whinge about Janis: 'cos I've proved well classy Jimmy: will do with a full orchestra behind your rampage Janis: I'll find a music nerd in these DMs Jimmy: 🥇💡 Janis: beats Mia suing me 'cos I killed her girlfriend Jimmy: another'd spawn from Mia's rib or some bollocks Jimmy: she'd be alright Jimmy: if she don't regurgitate one like a 🐍 jaw unhinged Janis: 🐑 don't baa on the way out, new boy Janis: ask my sister Jimmy: You're alright, I'd rather not talk to her Janis: wow Janis: same Jimmy: 😱😱😱 OMG Jimmy: no wonder every dickhead thinks we're love's young dream Janis: yeah, she's SUCH a delight, everyone else 💘s her Jimmy: obvs Janis: you're new, so I'll let you off for not being up enough on the gossip this once Jimmy: tah Jimmy: so generous, you Janis: apparently so Jimmy: go on, what do you want me to do Janis: ? Jimmy: you're that 💔 Janis: you can't do fuck all Janis: even if I were Jimmy: Why can't I? Janis: what's to do Janis: they chat shit 'cos they got none of their own Janis: none as interesting as what they wanna gob off about anyway Jimmy: I dunno, that's why I asked Jimmy: but alright Janis: just forget about it 'til they do, like you said Jimmy: nowt to bother remembering Janis: not a diss, just factual so Janis: yeah Jimmy: bet Ella counts her 🚬 Janis: easier habit to hide when you have to brush your teeth at least ten times a day Jimmy: got something else to blame when they go yellow and fall out an' all Janis: set of falsies is the way to go Janis: off and on again whenever you need to purge Janis: I'll float it Jimmy: shame she don't do lads Jimmy: that's a kink right there Janis: she definitely does Janis: that's why this is bullshit Janis: does whatever 💀👑 needs her to Jimmy: I'll live without hearing about them threesomes Janis: grim Jimmy: they still ain't welcome up north Janis: 💔 how will they cope Jimmy: idk idc obvs babes Janis: 🤮🤮🤮 Jimmy: go ahead and spread that about as your official ™ reaction to my 😘 Janis: no one cares if you were good, new boy Jimmy: bollocks Jimmy: that'll be why my inbox is full Janis: your inbox is full because a. people think you're good as is b. they wanna know if I am Jimmy: if they reckon I'm good they care enough to have thought about it Janis: alright, they're well concerned Janis: if you need 'em to be Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: you ain't concerned about what I do or don't need Janis: nah, I'm not Janis: just a weird hill to live and die on Jimmy: would be if it were the one I were on Janis: 👍 Janis: just saying, no one is concerning themselves if I had a good time or not Jimmy: I heard you Janis: alright Jimmy: in a bit then Janis: later Janis: [actually later, like a lesson or so whatever] Janis: do you know George Daley? Jimmy: Why? Janis: 'cos I wanna know if he's telling the truth or not Jimmy: about what? Janis: apparently you told him loads of extra details he was loudly telling his mates Jimmy: leave it out Jimmy: new boy, remember Janis: he's not also saying you're best friends Jimmy: I'm saying I've said nowt Jimmy: piss off Janis: okay Janis: you're marginally more plausible than him so take your word Jimmy: I'll take my 🏆 soon as you've engraved it Janis: don't get ahead of yourself Janis: either your imagination is lacking or it's his Janis: and I know you're WELL artistic so Jimmy: alright, stop flirting with me Janis: how many more girls need to tell you that's disgusting Jimmy: how many lasses are in this school? Janis: ha Janis: know they don't do royalty in the north, even they ain't that thick Janis: come up with a new bit probably Jimmy: 👌 Janis: send you his socials if you wanna smack him down Jimmy: go on then Janis: [does] Janis: he's the least attractive one in the groupshot, go figure Jimmy: the 🦐 looking twat? Jimmy: alright Janis: 😂 Janis: good shout Janis: fits with your fish kink Jimmy: What lesson you in? Janis: Physics Jimmy: that's [a classroom/ lab number situ, don't get lost boy] ? Janis: next one along Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: [shows up and decks this boy so that all kicks off] Janis: [dramaaaaaaa] Jimmy: [enjoy the show bitches] Janis: [what are you gonna make of that, ladies, when it looks like you're defending her honour instead of your own] Jimmy: [when you lowkey are though, we see you boy] Janis: [we all do, not her though so it's fine] Jimmy: [literally been here no time Jimothy, casual crush at first sight okay then] Janis: [we know you're both hot no hiding from that] Janis: how much trouble you get in? Jimmy: You've been here longer than me, have a guess Janis: 🤔🤔 Janis: depends how much of a good mood the head was in 🥴 Jimmy: ☕ were half full Jimmy: might be 🥃🥃 or 🥃🥃🥃 depending on his measures Janis: either way, bet you have to write him an apology Janis: always make you do that Jimmy: [shows her his 🦐 doodles all over said apology] Jimmy: ✔ Janis: 😏 sincere Jimmy: Am I supposed to invite him out for a 🦐🍛 or what? Janis: no Janis: he'll 😢 and with his eye how it is now, might explode from the pressure Jimmy: can either handle a #ladsnightout or you can't Janis: poor shrimpy Janis: he looks better for the swelling, honestly Jimmy: might write me a thank you note Jimmy: been after a pen pal Jimmy: 💕 Janis: figures Jimmy: ? Janis: artistic Janis: prefer 🖋 over 🗣 Jimmy: nah, just northern Jimmy: can barely write and I need the practice Janis: tell the head that, she can tell her bosses, and they'll get you out of detention Jimmy: 👍 Janis: success story ⭐ Jimmy: my dad will be dead proud Janis: buzzing Jimmy: what am I missing then? Janis: a sense of purpose? Janis: your keys? Janis: what? Jimmy: what 🗨 dickhead Janis: oh, what shrimpdick said? Janis: just more bollocks than I'd heard already Janis: if it were bad before, it's 💘 now Jimmy: you could've said 💀👑 were in there Janis: how was I supposed to know you'd show up Jimmy: what did you think I were gonna do? Janis: well, see him after school sounds a bit gay but Janis: not barge in to a lesson, obviously Jimmy: yeah I asked you for directions I weren't gonna use Janis: I thought you were bullshitting Jimmy: you're alright, there's nobody about to see me 😭 Janis: probably work in our favour once everyone else calms down Janis: reckons we're both gay so Janis: let her do the work with the 🗨 Jimmy: what were it you said? buzzing Jimmy: that'll be me Janis: 👍 Janis: you didn't get in proper shit, did you Jimmy: What's proper shit? Janis: like excluded level Janis: anything below that, not saying sorry for your 😭 Jimmy: weren't after a sorry off you any road Janis: 💔 Jimmy: and I never hit him that hard Janis: I know Janis: but he's being a right tart about it Janis: make more sense if he was good looking to start with Jimmy: 🦐💔 Jimmy: you a vegetarian or what? Janis: hilarious 🙄 Jimmy: 🤡 me Jimmy: it were you who said it Janis: 'cos my taste borders outside aquatic, I'm gay now, alright Jimmy: nowt to do with me Jimmy: literally Janis: you asked Jimmy: nah Janis: you just curious about my dietary needs Jimmy: if that's a crime, give Mia's dad a bell Janis: 🤞💘 Janis: they're well pissed off rn, nothing else Jimmy: sod catholic school, don't even need it Jimmy: about to get into heaven off the back of that Janis: told 'em it weren't me that was getting #saved Jimmy: you wanna piss 'em off a bit more? Janis: obviously? Jimmy: Alright, what would? Jimmy: I'm here, you're there and we're 💕 Janis: you said no one's about? Jimmy: I did do Janis: a teachers showed? Jimmy: nah but that means they could in a bit Janis: fuck it Janis: hang on then Jimmy: 🤞💘 Janis: [ask for a pissbreak, go to whatever room this is and take a #goals selfie for the first time] Jimmy: [love that because it makes the fake dating less out of the blue as a request so well done lads] Janis: [you're welcome] Janis: get more ❤s than her she'll 💥 Jimmy: I'd say challenge accepted but it ain't one Janis: 🥺 when your boyfriend isn't as fit as you thought Jimmy: if you're doing that face since you've been back, you'll really sell the starcrossed lovers angle Jimmy: 🥇 Janis: 😒 translate just as well Jimmy: I get it, there's no oscar in your future Janis: fuck off Janis: it ain't hard Jimmy: couldn't hack the proposition of being in my ad, you Janis: that's different Janis: besides, tell me it won't be funnier to make her do it Jimmy: might be for the first 10 takes Janis: she gets to roleplay with daddy to rehearse she'll be 🏆 Jimmy: SUCH a romantic, you Janis: just want her to be happy, like Jimmy: fuck her, I'm giving you the 🏆 Janis: #blessed Jimmy: that's me, obvs Janis: no, you're #saved Janis: don't hog them all Jimmy: one #'s worth fuck all Jimmy: every dickhead knows you need to flood it Jimmy: bit biblical an' all, that Janis: you get sent her to get turned? Janis: hardcore conversion therapy Janis: here* Jimmy: not gay, just fit and mysterious Janis: 👌 Jimmy: gone right off 🐙🦑🦐🦞🦀🐡🐠🐟 but I don't reckon we can call that hardcore Jimmy: or much of a turn Janis: aren't supposed to eat shellfish actually, so God should be made up Jimmy: success story ⭐ Jimmy: like you said Janis: can go back to where you came from now Janis: in the nicest, non-racist way possible Jimmy: 🤞 Janis: 🙏* Jimmy: tah my dear Janis: not 👠👠 but you get what you pay for Jimmy: ain't my fault the tip jar's got nowt in Jimmy: @💀👑 Janis: I remember Jimmy: she ain't changed her ways or owt recently, funny that Janis: she needs the #bornagain Janis: thank fuck she ain't got a dog Jimmy: Oi, what's El if not a service 🐕? Janis: she walks herself enough though Jimmy: she does do laps round the table before she gets her ☕ Janis: not surprised Janis: beyond surprised she can still manage it without the heart attack, obvs Jimmy: 🙏* Janis: deal with the 😈 Janis: gotcha Jimmy: if you can say fuck it today, why not, like? Janis: decent tagline Janis: I'll put it on the site Jimmy: good shout Jimmy: I were gonna say if you need 📸 for it, give me a shout an' all Janis: like IOU one 💘 selfie? Jimmy: sir ain't getting my nudes that easy Janis: gutted Jimmy: 🎻💔😭 Jimmy: call it another deal with the 😈 if you want, mate, but I were being serious Jimmy: bagsied the 🎨 ages ago Janis: alright Jimmy: alright Janis: was thinking, how do we piss her off more with this project Janis: without it being dead obvious that that's what we're doing Jimmy: Depends Janis: on? Jimmy: do you mean us or the #content? Janis: both Jimmy: what thoughts did you have? Janis: well, obviously we can't put in anything that she can run to sir with Janis: but, like the ad, you can edit it to be like one of those no win no fee things like you said Janis: shit like that Jimmy: Do you know what her dad actually looks like? Janis: hold on Janis: [finds his linkedin or whatever 'cos that bitch] Jimmy: 🥇 Janis: you reckon we could use his shit Janis: he has a website as well, can take bits of that as #inspiration Jimmy: few edits so it ain't LITERALLY his, bit of a parody, OMG she'll be fuming Janis: right, that's the VIBE Janis: could use his face but distort it, shadow it, put a bag over Janis: you know she'd know still Jimmy: I've been pissing about with hers an' all Jimmy: [shows her what he's been up to because he didn't have her father's deets] Janis: that's good Janis: on the same page on this one Janis: make 'em victims of medical negligence or something Janis: botched hair transplant Jimmy: 😏 Jimmy: dickheads sometimes put a 👍 review of their website, happy clients that sort of bollocks Janis: right Janis: and if we make her the lawyer she wants to be Janis: can't really complain Jimmy: she can't but not to sir Jimmy: can* Janis: that's all I care about Janis: she ain't gonna stop COMING for me 😭 Jimmy: or her man for me 😱😱 Janis: soz I don't know what classes he takes so you can smack him and all Jimmy: he'll find me, unless they're both all mouth Janis: 🤷 Jimmy: *🤞 Janis: least the muscles are purely for show Jimmy: 💪🏆 me Janis: mhmm Jimmy: so complimentary, you Jimmy: I get why your inbox is full Janis: don't need to be Janis: I'm the 🏆 Jimmy: I'm taking back the one I gave you a bit ago for generosity or whatever bollocks it were Janis: I'll survive, mate Jimmy: 👌 dry your eyes and crack on Janis: enjoy your DMs Jimmy: Oi I'm illiterate remember, and there's no need to rub it in, Janet Janis: there'll be lots of pictures for you, no doubt Janis: get the gist real easy Jimmy: 🤤🤤😍😍 Jimmy: might be right about me being saved Janis: 😷 GROSS Jimmy: we'll both live Jimmy: 💔🎻 Janis: real tragedy that Jimmy: give it a few years to get on the English curriculum Janis: not that you'll ever know Jimmy: might still be trying to pass it Janis: awh Jimmy: *🤷 Janis: i'm well concerned about your education Jimmy: HANG ON, is this NERD FLIRTING?!! 💕🤓 Jimmy: I'd heard loads about it Janis: have to see what 💀👑 reckons Jimmy: I'll @ her Janis: she'll love that Jimmy: [does obviously and sends her whatever response] Janis: good to know she's SO on board with this 💘 Janis: have to keep it up if she's gonna be so 😭 😤 Jimmy: if she can't have us, next best, obvs Janis: now she knows how poor Ella feels Jimmy: what the fuck is going on there? Janis: if she ain't in love with her idk Janis: she don't need her to buy her shit Jimmy: I'll have to @ her an' all Janis: fill your boots sherlock Janis: 🤞 it's a death cult naturally, so they take my sister with 'em Jimmy: sounds like a bit of me, that Jimmy: gutted I pissed off their leader Janis: well, you want a new 👜 she'll take you in and make you pay with  🩸🥵😭 Jimmy: if it can start a gay teletubby scandal, might do something for me Janis: better rep than 💫💘 Janis: probably Jimmy: what ain't? Janis: cheer Janis: s Janis: not the only one with an inbox full of hilarious 'better' offers Jimmy: you wanna go from 😍😍 to 💀💀💀 in 3 days that's your shout Jimmy: be a record around here at any rate Janis: I'll just do one when you get mixed messages and top yourself Jimmy: take it up with the 'better' offers, more of 'em you can take out, the 'better' this shithole would be Janis: no shit, like Janis: not that much of a slag, sadly Jimmy: you called me Sherlock, pointing out the bloody obvious is my job done Janis: go shoot up and go to your mind palace, like Jimmy: not that much of a druggie, sadly Janis: letdown Janis: said you were 😎 Jimmy: 😎 by 💀👑 standards is bound to be a letdown by yours, Jules Janis: understatement Jimmy: alright, bighead Janis: coming from you, that's almost a compliment Jimmy: I know Jimmy: you can stop fishing now Janis: piss off Jimmy: 😏 Janis: 🖕🖕🖕 NEW BOY Jimmy: 💕 Janis: anything that reminds you of our glorious leader 😍 Jimmy: this teacher's ☕ breath is really doing it for me Janis: cruel and unusual punishment that Janis: tell socials you're being tortured Jimmy: start me a # Janis: #justiceforjimmy is catchy but you don't have a name so won't help Jimmy: @ Mia's dad for legal words beginning with n Jimmy: 🤞 he's got that far in the alphabet or you're on your own, girl Janis: I'll have to go for the cryptic #whereisnewboy Janis: not having 👀 on you must be well distressing for them anyway Jimmy: steady on though, sounds a bit like I've already ghosted you Jimmy: not very #goals that Janis: oh yeah Janis: 🐇🐇🐇 Jimmy: 🐇 on the boil or nowt Jimmy: 💀👑 rule 1 Janis: I'll think on it then 👻 boy Jimmy: 👍 Janis: #getghostboyout Janis: how long did you actually get in there? Jimmy: #bustoutghostboy Janis: lowkey suggestive Jimmy: 👻👻👻👻👻👻👻 Jimmy: right, they'll LOVE that Janis: [pisstakey socials] Jimmy: [replies that are lowkey suggestive because we know we've started something] Janis: [when you don't even know what you're doing but you're doing IT] Jimmy: [god bless you both]

[anakinskywalkerog]

back to you (finally) :)

(listening to bad ones by tate mcrae; not only do i love this song sm but it also reminds me lowkey of complicated sad machete boi)

*Im always so confident till you come and trip me up* summarizes the entire thingie we had going on

"lololol omg “i have to catch the bus so i have to leave” boy was AFRAID of whatever you were going to say to him lol"

IKR! even his texts, i could tell he was TERRIFIED! its probs because he has a gf and didnt want me to "confess" or summat. or maybe he was just anxiously impatient? fair tbh.

i actually dont blame him, it makes a lot of sense, im very sus in these things. also, i would be petrified if he said that to me, so i cant be a hypocrite am i right?

but he was pretty nonchalant when we were walking together and i was telling him the shit lmaooo

of course! as several of my friends (including a guy smh 😭) told me, i have dodged a bullet. you're the completely unbiased 3rd person friend in this situation so your input is very valuable 🙏🙏🙏 we'll probs end up as friends, but it will definitely take a while as things are still super awkward

ahaaa i actually dont really want to date anyone rn. focusing on school is the way is the way to go 💪

lmaoo maybe anxiety is good if its like butterfly anxiety, although i can be pretty sure hes never given me butterflies (and thank god for that)

YES ABOUT THAT- so, i told you we're snapping, right? this girl turns up in his snaps quite a bit and i wanna assume shes the gf, bcos thats what it sounds like, right? (or rather, looks). but he also has a sister, and this girl bears a bit of a resemblance to him! same eyes and eyebrows, plus shes there in some of his later night snaps and i dont really think their parents are quite about to let them spend the night (they only started dating at some point in or after july/august too) ...

his first snap was actually this girl XD it was at a cafe after school and while they may have been on a date or summat the resemblance is a bit uncanny ngl its not like shes a carbon copy, but there's definitely some (familial?) resemblance. what are the chances youd date someone youd date someone who looks quite like you?

AHA lets hope! although i cant entirely be sure this is over yet. but i dont want to send u one post thats too long so ill finish in the next one ;)

okay i actually think it’s kind of common for people to date people who look like them. apparently we like people who look like us because we’re so used to looking at ourselves? i think there’s biology to back this up but idk haha

anyway whether that’s his sis or his gf i think some distance from him would be good. time to find you a new crush!! cause this one doesn’t sound like he’s worth thinking about/taking up brain space. but i hope you can become friends with him!

[pacifymebby]

Hiya! Ok so buckle up this is gonna be a long one sorry! So our day trip was super fun and we had a great time!! We went to a little park it was so lovely! I think I definitely accomplished the goal of spending more time talking to him and getting to know him!! We spent so much time talking and laying around together that we didn’t have time to go back to his place to have sex lol (and even if we did I was on my period so it would’ve been a one way thing). I’m seeing him again soon and I’m hoping my period will be completely gone by then because I’m a little touch starved.

And omg like I’m freaking out about him talking to his mom about me it’s so cute and omg bestie guess what… He finally said the word date!!! Apparently he’s been referring to our hang outs as dates this entire time and I had no idea. We’re not like officially boyfriend and girlfriend but we’re for sure dating now!! I do have a predicament which is that I don’t know how to tell my family that we’re dating because I know they’re going to judge me for dating an older guy… the reason this is a problem is because I live at home at the moment and I’m lying to everyone when I say we’re just friends but if I tell them and they don’t approve it’s just gonna be awkward for everyone. Should I wait a little to see if this gets serious? I feel like it’s already on its way there and I don’t want him to feel like I’m ashamed of him and that I need to hide him. - age gap crush anon

Okay sorry I haven't replied for a wee while been ill and overwhelmed haha.

Aw see i told you you would get there!! Most of the stuff we over think or worry won't happen or won't happen right just happens naturally in the end!!!

Also btw, obvs you've only just started seeing eachother but like sex can be a two way thing when you're on your period, B still touches me there when I'm on my period, and we've had sex when I've been on too. We just tend to use a condom and like, maybe put a towel down but honestly, there's a lot less blood there than you think and generally your body sorts the whole thing out.

Omgggg that's so cute and also a bit funny haha, all this time you've been wondering and over thinking stuff and he's there telling his mum he's been going on dates!!! ❤️❤️❤️

That's so cute honestly I'm dead.

I guess telling your family/friends is something you will need to do if you think you want stuff to go further. If you're gonna be serious then you can't be feeling like it's all a secret or that you're in the wrong. At the end of the day you're not in the wrong, you can't help who you like and age isnt this big taboo really, it's none of anyones business and they should be happy you're happy. Concern is absolutely fine from people you care about and who care about you. I get prickly whenever my pals date someone new and I'm always a little sus because I wanna make sure that the new person is going to be nice to my friends. But anything beyond that concern out of care for you is entirely a Them Problem not a You Problem.

If I were you I'd drop it into conversation casually and just say oh I've been seeing *name* a lot lately," just mention it in a normal lowkey way and if you roll with it like it's completely fine and normal, your friends and family will have the choice - either treat it for what it is, something completely fine and normal, or make a fuss, be dramatic, but have it be really obvious that it's them bringing the drama to the situation.

People can be judgemental about things they don't understand but all they actually need to understand about your relationship is that you are cared for and safe and happy and that's literally it. Beyond that they don't need to understand, and any judgements they make you should just ignore.

However, they may be less judgemental than you think, sure you're young but you seem like u have your head screwed on bestie, your friends and family should trust you and your judgement, they probably do, more than you think you do. Try not to be too worried about this and remember that anyone who judges you is a) wrong for doing so B) kinda lame? Like we aren't in infants school and C) projecting their own thoughts/feelings/insecurity onto you.

If you tell them and they don't approve then no offence to your family but that's a them problem. They care about you and even if its awkward at first, they love you and care for you so they will adjust. If it's awkward to begin with it won't be forever. Once they see you are happy and cared for then they will slowly get used to it. It will be a big change for them and you are precious to them so it makes sense.

My dad was sceptical about B when he first found out I was moving to be closer to him. He asked me multiple times if I thought I was being irrational or moving too quickly, but in the end he had to accept my choices and also, more than that, support me as best he could. That's what families and parents do. Even when they don't agree and even when they are worried.

But you're right, you don't want to be carrying any shame around and you don't want your man to think you are ashamed or awkward being with him. The age gap isn't an issue for you two so don't let what other people think turn it into an issue. You like eachother and you have fun together and thsts what's important. Just be casual when you bring it up, and be confident. If anyone questions you, you tell them you're happy and that you get on really well and also tell them all the things you like about him. Don't just be unashamed be proud of him ya know?

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