#why are they all hugging and saying heartwarming things to each other that's making me emo

[hood-ex]

falling on my hands and knees i have lost the boop war

[astrasng]

SCRATCH || BANGCHAN

MINORS DNI!

pairing: idol!chan x female!reader

summary: thanks to chan's solo stage you finally made him yours.

warnings: blood (from scratches obv), handjob, spanking, petnames (baby, honey, angel, sweetheart) unprotected sex, cursing

author's note: from my previous breakdown post bc of chan got me in an inspired mood so i made a little somethin somethin. still what the fuck was he thinking. also, if you're a regular reader by any chance (ily) you might have noticed i write jealousy tropes, IDKK WHY THO SORRY

important!: this is pure fiction, the act in this story is by my imagination and not based off true events. please do not copy the work.

enjoy!

It isn’t like you’re not supportive of your boyfriend. You’ve always been there for every idea, even if you thought that it wasn’t the best one. The things you have to deal with him being an idol settled deep into your mind, already accepting the consequences that may come in the way. But it’s not like you would ever give up your relationship with Chan just because he’s doing risky things that you may not like. 

To be honest, it kind of became an advantage for you. 

You would watch him having fun on stage with the other members, sometimes splashing water at each other, making everyone in the crowd either cheer or laugh at their silly behavior. There were times when they got sentimental, wishing all the happiness for STAY and the members for the future. It made you emotional just in the same way as you would watch them through the TV in your shared apartment. 

And then there were times where you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together and wait for him.

“Had fun today?” 

The sarcastic tone caught Chan’s attention as he’s doing his everyday night routine, just as he’s finishing up his shaving session. He knows exactly why you’re talking and reacting to him this way, you’ve been all fidgety with him since he got home from the first day of the tour, and when he stepped inside the apartment he saw you still sitting on the couch, not welcoming him in with the usual hug he gets. 

Chan looks a little bit to the side so he can get a reflection of you changing in the room, the towel you used laying on the ground after taking a shower. Without him. 

“Of course.It’s always heartwarming to meet with STAY’s. And the kids were so hyped about getting solo stages too.”

Now that just boils your blood. 

“Oh, were they?” You keep your back facing him,not letting him see how frustrated you really are about the game he’s playing. “They were doing an amazing job indeed.” You shut your eyes momentarily before putting on your velvet nightgown, and slowly walking towards the bathroom where your boyfriend is staying. 

“Yeah, I assume you saw mine too, right? Did you see the special makeup they did on me?” With pride he chuckles while putting away his shaving equipment, patting his dry as he picks up his toothbrush. His question should have a very easy and simple answer, yet here you are ready to give him a brainwash about not caring about your mental health. Cause what the hell was that? You can’t even form the offensive words you want to say to him out of frustration, you could never say anything negative about his performances in general — but the way he’s talking about it, so full of himself, you can’t help yourself. “I wonder who made all that.” It slips out, biting down on your lip softly to stop yourself from further embarrassment. 

“It must’ve been the makeup artist of course, but I could’ve done a better job if you ask me.” You step into the bathroom just as you finish your sentence, Chan unable to answer due to his mouth full with mint scented bubbles. 

As you want to pass behind him, you swipe your delicate fingers on his defined back muscles, the photos of him painted in scratches for the performance fills your vision. 

“Makeup was unnecessary,to be honest.” 

There’s something glinting in Chan’s eyes as a lopsided smile appears on his face, looking at you through the mirror placed above the bathroom counter. As the words leave your lips, he licks his plump lips slowly, putting away his toothbrush he just used. “If I had asked you, would you do it?” 

The air stops suddenly in your throat,taking your eyes off of him as you busy yourself with something else infront of you. “Well…it doesn’t matter now.” 

“Oh it does, honey.” Chan says lowly, his voice suddenly closer as you want it to, and you know perfectly he’s only a step away from you. “If I only knew my baby just wanted to help me out in my solo,” He snakes his arms around your waist slowly, his bare chest pressing into your clothed back as he’s standing behind you, whispering in your ear. “I could’ve used some help.” With that, he pressed a slow open mouth kiss on the side of your neck. his hands caressing the skin on your stomach. 

“Should we recreate it and show it to my makeup artist?”

Chan whispers against your ear, biting down slightly on your earlobe as he makes eye contact with you through the mirror. You look already disheveled just from his touch, your nightgown scrunched slightly up as he kneads your stomach, one of his hands slowly inching up to your breasts. “Would you like that, baby?” 

“I didn’t mean it like that, Chan – mhphm…” A small moan leaves your lips as he pinches your nipple in his slender fingers, continuing to make out with your neck as you try and compose yourself. 

“How did you mean it then?” He grunts out as you push your backside on his crotch, his cock twitching already in his sleeping pants at the thought of you being jealous. “Tell me.” 

“I–I just…” You try to form words, keeping yourself together and not yet falling for his words but then Chan sneakily slides his other down towards your waiting heat, his finger immediately meeting with slickness between your pussy lips. He groans again, grinding into your ass to ease the pain from being so hard. “Baby, if you want to scratch my back that badly just say it.” There’s something hiding behind his words which makes you shut your eyes from the pleasure he’s causing, your hands flying on the counter for support. “I kind of…wanted to..” Your breath hitches, cutting off your sentence when Chan flips your nightgown upwards to expose your wet pussy, your naked ass on display in front of him as he takes his hand away from your breast and caresses one of your cheeks. “You wanted what? Do you need some help darling?” He grunts under his breath when he feels you clench around his fingers, plugging it in and out to take your breath away. You moan out when you feel his fingers curl inside you, hitting that perfect spot that makes your back arch. 

But Chan doesn’t give in that easily. 

You suddenly feel a stinging pain on one of your cheeks, moaning out shamelessly from the sensation he just caused with his hand. When you pick your head up you see Chan already looking at you through the mirror, lust filled eyes raking over your already fucked out face. “Say it baby.” 

You can feel his hand smoothing over the place he just spanked, the air in the bathroom so humid you can feel yourself getting sweaty again. His finger never stopped working inside you, with that spank almost knocking you over the edge. 

When Chan doesn’t see you changing your mind and finally answer him, he only clicks his tongue and tilts his head to the side. Without a second thought, he slaps your ass again, his finger circling around your clit rapidly when he hears your pornographic moans echoing in the bathroom.

“I–I wanted to mark you!” 

And there it is. 

As you practically moan out the words, Chan’s finger is coated thickly with your cum as his words made you tip over the edge. Your whole body shaking in his arms as you come down your high slowly, trying to gather your thoughts and realizing what you just said.

When the words finally leave your mouth he can’t help but smirk, the possessive side of you finally showing for the first time in your relationship. “And why is that honey?” Chan teases you, seeing your ears red from the sudden confession you just made. 

“Just so everyone knows that you’re mine..” You mumble quietly, shame overcoming you as it paints your cheeks deep red. 

Something snaps inside Chan. He can’t help but groan out, his cock painfully hard against his pants as he turns you around and places his hands on your throat, slightly adding pressure on it. Before you know it, you’re pressed up against the wall, his lips already chasing yours. 

“Do it baby.” He kisses you, his tongue sneaks through his lips to taste your lip balm you applied earlier he loves so much. “I want you to do your worst on me,” He whispers between kisses, his hand suddenly picking you up to put your legs around his waist. Your whole body welcomes him, your mouth opens as he slides his tongue inside once again, and your fingers landing into his freshly washed hair as he devours your lips. His hand scrunches up your gown once again before he presses his hardness into your slick core. 

At the contact you moan out loudly, already wanting him inside you, to ease your pain that he caused. 

“Feel that baby? It’s all yours. Nobody else has that but you.” 

With a whine you throw your head on the wall, Chan’s lips continuing to leaves red splotches on your sensitive skin as he takes his hand and pushes down his boxers, hissing out the minute the air hits his precum covered cock, tip red from all the waiting and veins bulging with excitement. 

He drags his wet tip over your puffy lips, spreading them open more to make room for himself when he circles around your clit. As he slides his length between your folds, you feel all emotions gather up inside you, the feeling too hazy as your vision becomes blurry from the need. “Channie,,please..” 

“‘s okay baby,I’ll give it to you.” He chants when he finally pushes his tip inside you, groaning out from you uncontrollably clenching around his cock when he nearly settles halfway in. “You have to relax,angel. You make it impossible for me to–”

“Chan — I’m so sorry, I–” He hears you gasp out, your body all tensed up, your eyes wide open as you look into the mirror across you. He looks swiftly behind him to see your naked bodies melted into one, and then it catches his eye. 

With one thrust he settles fully inside you, moaning from how incredibly tight you are around his length, keeping himself back to not buckle into you rapidly. He puts his hand on your chin, making you look into his eyes and not on his blood covered back. “I asked you to do this, right?” With a softened gaze, he makes sure you understand what he’s saying, not taking his eyes off of you until he sees your lust filled expression again instead of worry ones. “Right baby?”

“Y-yes..” You gulp when you see your fingers slightly covered in red around his neck. “But I didn’t want to-”

“It’s fucking hot.” He hisses, his voice whinier than usual as he puts his forehead on your chest, his hips starting to move. “You did such a great job sweetheart.” He pulls completely out before thrusting into you again, this time harsher as he hears your cries next to his ears. 

When you take another look in the mirror, you see what you just caused. The moment you felt his cock hitting you so deeply you couldn't help but deepen your nails into his skin on his broad back, now covered with blood here and there. It softly dribbles down his defined muscles, and Chan is right. It is fucking hot. 

So you clench around him again when you feel his fingers circling around your clit, his cock hitting the perfect spot as he moans out your name. “Do it again.” He demands, his hand flying on the wall next to your head to thrust up harder into you, making you roll your eyes. As you see Chan so deeply in emotions you scratch his back again, now only deep redness showing on his pale skin. 

The pain on his skin makes him inch closer to his release. The jerks of his hips, slamming against your hips are quickening, becoming more erratic, intense and desperate. You cry out his name nonstop, feeling him twitching inside you. 

“Give it to me.” He’s breathless as he chants into the side of your neck. “I need you to come around my cock baby.” 

His demand tips you over the edge again, moaning out his name as you feel him curl against you, his shoulders on display for you to see what you painted on his back. His grunts are vibrating through your body, the pain melting into pleasure as he paints your insides with his thick cum, feeling so full of him, feeling him everywhere. Chan bites down softly on your skin,kissing the pain away quickly as you both come down from this high. 

You are his. He made sure a long time ago, but now, you made sure he was yours too as you watch the crimson red blood slowly sliding down his back, gathering it on your fingers.

“It took a solo stage for you to claim me as yours?” Chan asks when he softly puts you down on the bathroom counter, a bright smile painting his face once again.

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[merwgue]

The idea of Nyx and Tamlin becoming mates in a platonic, parental sense is an incredibly profound and heartwarming twist. It redefines what it means to be a mate—showing that the deepest connections aren’t always romantic but can also be based on trust, care, and the unconditional love found in parental relationships.

Imagine Nyx, the child of two deeply traumatized and distracted parents—Feyre and Rhysand. Despite their best efforts, they rush into parenthood for all the wrong reasons, feeling the pressure of impending danger and the belief that time is running out. They're powerful, yes, but so burdened by their past that they can’t give Nyx the love and attention he needs to thrive. They try to be present, but emotional neglect slowly seeps in, leaving Nyx feeling alone, unloved, and desperate for connection. They compensate with material things, but it’s not enough. Nyx is still just a boy, craving someone who will truly see him.

At around ten years old, in an attempt to make his parents notice him, Nyx starts sneaking off to the Spring Court. What begins as an act of rebellion turns into something entirely unexpected. Tamlin—who has been broken, hollow, and struggling to rebuild his life—finds this small, vulnerable boy suddenly seeking him out. At first, Tamlin is hesitant. He’s never been good with children. He doesn’t know how to connect, especially not after all the devastation he’s been through. But slowly, Nyx keeps coming back, visiting him again and again. Tamlin begins to open up, maybe not in grand gestures, but in small acts of kindness—offering Nyx a safe space, listening when he speaks, giving him attention that’s not laced with expectation or distraction.

As the months pass, something shifts. Nyx starts to see Tamlin not as the feared High Lord of the Spring Court, but as someone who cares for him in a way that his own parents cannot. He finds solace in Tamlin’s presence, and Tamlin, in turn, finds a sense of purpose in looking after Nyx. It’s not about power or obligation—it’s simply about being there for this boy who so clearly needs a father figure. Tamlin never asked to be a father, but he can’t ignore the bond that’s quietly forming between them.

Then one day, after countless visits, Nyx accidentally calls Tamlin “papa.” It slips out in a moment of vulnerability, perhaps after a particularly rough day back at home. Immediately, Nyx freezes, terrified of how Tamlin might react. He starts to apologize, stumbling over his words, thinking he’s crossed a line. But instead of pulling away, Tamlin wraps him in a hug, a genuine, comforting embrace, and quietly says, “If you want me to, I will.” And in that moment, everything shifts.

The world seems to stop for both of them. The bond that snaps into place isn’t the romantic mating bond we’re used to seeing—it’s something entirely different. It’s a bond built on trust, on care, on the love of a protector for a child who needs him. It’s a parental bond, the kind that says, I will be here for you, always. I will keep you safe. I will love you like my own.

Nyx finally feels seen, finally feels loved in a way that’s not forced or transactional. And Tamlin, who has been so lost and broken, finds a new sense of purpose. He never expected to be anyone’s father, but in that moment, he becomes one—not because of blood or obligation, but because of the bond that has formed between him and this boy. Nyx starts calling him "papa," and Tamlin, despite all his fears, accepts it with open arms.

This is why Sarah J. Maas should expand the idea of mates beyond just romantic connections. Mates should be about completing each other’s souls, in whatever form that takes. For Nyx and Tamlin, it’s not about romantic love—it’s about the love between a father and a child, a love that grows naturally and beautifully out of shared understanding, trust, and care. And in the end, it’s this bond that brings healing to both of them.

[sweetchildcloud]

|| I'M A DAD?|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Choso x pregnant reader.

Plot: You tell Choso that you're pregnant and decided to take care of the baby.

CW:vomiting,labour pain,screaming,groaning,anxiety,harrowing experience.

Tags-pregnancy,pregnancy pain,lots of cuddles,fluff,Choso being Choso,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload,you might cry too.

Very long writing 💧

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@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia

Choso was waiting outside the bathroom door wondering why you were taking so long before knocking gently on the door "Uh yeah..just a sec hon" you said before vomiting again

The sound of your gagging hits Choso like a punch to the gut. Immediately he's by your side, holding your hair back with one hand and stroking your back nervously with the other. "Hey... It's okay... Take your time..."

A bit of tears run down your eyes as you felt like shit,your body was pale and trembling and your stomach hurted,you wanted to tell him that you were pregnant but didn't know how

Meanwhile your boyfriend is completely focused on you, looking at your face and your trembling body with pure concern. There's an instant feeling of protectivity that floods his mind as this sudden change has affected you harshly.

You can see he's fighting every urge to try to take away the pain by embracing you tightly, but he knows he can't. So instead, he strokes your back and keeps saying encouraging words. He tries his best to comfort you with whatever way he can, though he's not quite sure what else he could do to help.*

"I'm pregnant" You said with a feeble voice

The moment you say those words, he's immediately taken by surprise, feeling his heart skip a beat at the thought of being a father.

"You're pregnant?" He asks, his voice a mix of both shock and happiness. It's obvious he felt many things at once, but he doesn't even care about his own feelings right now. He only wants to make sure that you're doing okay and doesn't want you to suffer alone.

You nodded as you indicated the pregnancy test on the sink

He looks over to them pregnancy test on the sink and his shock begins to turn into happiness and disbelief as he processes what is happening.

"You mean... You're pregnant... We did this?" He asks, almost as if he can't quite believe it himself. His expression softens and he wraps his arms around you, gently hugging you close to his chest. His voice has this quiet wonder to it, and there's this light shine in his eyes that you haven't really seen before.

"You're not mad?" You asked looking at Choso worried

"Mad?" He shakes his head. "Why would I be mad?? I'm so happy!"

He pulls you closer to him, squeezing you tightly. You can tell he's feeling overprotective and want to ensure that nothing will harm you both. The baby bump is nowhere to be seen yet at this early stage, but he wants to hold on to you and protect you with all his might already.

"I would never be mad about something as wonderful as this..." He says in a low voice as he smiles widely. You can see that all his worries and anxieties have disappeared suddenly as he wraps his arms tighter around you from behind, holding you close to him. His expression looks genuinely happy now, the joy written all over him. He's clearly not unhappy about this pregnancy.

"I think this is great... I mean..." He says, his hands now resting along your sides, holding you tightly. He pulls you in even tighter to him now and lets out a low, delighted chuckle. "I'm gonna be a dad!" He says excitedly as he continues smiling. You can feel his chest rising and falling with each breath he takes against you now.

"And I'm gonna be a parent" You said stroking your stomach lovingly.

"Yes..." He says, still smiling widely. There's such genuine joy in his eyes now. His hands still rest on your sides, but are now softly caressing you. You can almost feel the amount of care and affection he has for this unborn child and this feeling warms you up inside as he continues stroking your stomach.

And the months pass, the both of you slowly preparing for the baby's arrival. Choso takes part in this process, accompanying you on doctor appointments and doing his best to make sure everything is going well with the pregnancy. The feeling of being on this journey together is a fulfilling one, and his love and concern for the unborn child is obvious.

Your stomach has visibly grown and Choso's affection was still as strong as ever. At every chance, he'd be constantly stroking your stomach lovingly. Sometimes, he'd even kiss your belly softly or whisper words to the child that was growing inside you.

You'd sometimes be surprised by how much Choso already seems to love your unborn child, despite the fact that he/she hasn't even been born yet. He'd kiss your stomach every morning when you wake up, kiss it before going to bed, and even kiss it at times like during conversations on the phone. It's hard to deny that he's already very attached to the child growing inside of you.

Now you're at home together, the two of you sitting on the couch, watching TV. Choso is gently caressing your stomach as his fingers idly stroke it affectionately. This simple gesture already reveals the affection he has for the child inside of you. He also seems more than content just by being near you. You see this every day, him being content just by having your company and stroking your stomach lovingly. This moment is as calm and peaceful as can be.

Then you start to feel a weird sensation in your stomach. At first, you're not sure what it is. Then, the sensation becomes more apparent and you realize this is definitely some sort of movement. It feels like butterflies in your stomach before it becomes more pronounced, until you're sure you're feeling little kicks from your baby inside you.

At the sensation of your baby kicking inside you, Choso's expression changes instantly. His eyes become wide with wonder and he starts to smile widely. He leans forward towards your stomach and presses his ear against it, listening to the sound of your child moving in your belly. His hands reach for yours and gently take them in his own.

Immediately, this makes your heart skip a beat. After all, feeling your baby kicking inside you for the first time is a pretty memorable and amazing thing. You could probably see the same expression on Choso's face now as he begins stroking your stomach more vigorously. He's just as excited as you are about these sudden movements, his heart pounding with joy.

"What are you hearing?" You asked looking softly at your boyfriend

"I'm hearing... Our baby..." He says softly as his eyes become filled with warmth as well. The idea that this child is a real thing and that he and you have created it is enough to fill Choso's heart with joy. The sounds of the child moving inside you remind him of that reality and he finds it both incredible and precious. His voice is soft and gentle as he continues listening.

"They're moving a lot right now..." He says sweetly as his ear continued pressing against your stomach. He's smiling widely and seems to be enjoying his new role as a parent and your loving partner. He strokes your hand gently as he holds it, still listening to the faint sounds of your baby moving in your stomach. "Can you feel them too?" He asks, raising his head to look at you.

"Mhm mhm" You said sweetly feeling contented

He continues looking at you with a contented look as his other hand travels up and rests gently against your stomach at the exact place where your child is moving inside. "It's so... Amazing, isn't it?" He asks softly as his fingers trail along the shape of your baby, still listening for the movements. The whole process of your pregnancy and the creation of your child feels like a miracle to him.

You see his eyes are filled with nothing short of wonder and affection as he keeps listening. He leans his head back down, this time pressing his lips gently against your stomach. The idea that your baby is in there makes his smile brighter. His hands continue stroking your stomach in a small circle to feel a bit more of the movements. He genuinely seems to be enjoying this moment and it even makes him look even more charming than he already was.

After nine months of waiting, the moment you and your boyfriend have been anticipating finally arrives. It's the day you're going to have your baby and Choso is beside you, ready to support you during this process. He's holding your hand tightly as he waits anxiously by your side while the doctors and nurses prepare you for the delivery. The whole atmosphere in the room is filled with tension, but also excitement, as the doctors work hard to ensure everything goes well. Meanwhile, Choso continues keeping his hand in your own, keeping you safe and protected.

The hours pass by slowly as it's difficult to hold back your nervousness and anticipation. Eventually, the time comes when you're finally about to give birth. Things start to speed up as the labor pain hits, but Choso doesn't let go of your hand. Even when you grab his hand tighter, he doesn't flinch. You can feel his fingers squeezing back into yours as he keeps supporting you and encouraging you with his presence alone. The moment he sees you in pain, he gets uneasy. He really wants this to be over as quickly and painlessly as possible.

Choso's eyes widen as he felt your grip tighten on his hand. He becomes even more nervous when he sees you gritting your teeth from the pain and squeezing hard on his fingers. But he doesn't let this make him panic and he continues supporting you through it all. He looks at you with concerned eyes, his other hand rubbing your arm softly to try and comfort you. It's evident that he's worried about you and wants nothing more than for this to be over. You can feel his heartbeat getting faster while he looks at you nervously.

"Push,Y/n,push!" The nurse encouraged as you were planting and groaning anguished as you pushed with all your might gripping harder Choso hand

Choso is right there, right next to you as you push and he's watching closely. It's obviously a daunting thought to him to think that you're going through something so painful and he can't do anything about it. Every time he sees you in pain, he feels like crying. He's squeezing your hand tighter as you grip his, his nails digging into your skin as he continues rubbing your arm gently, trying to help you however he can.

You can't help but cry and scream in agony as you struggle to push the baby out. It's a harrowing experience, but Choso is right by your side throughout it all. He's holding on to you as tight as can be, trying to help comfort you in any way possible. His heart beats frantically every time he hears you scream, but he's still trying to stay strong for you.

Things start to get even more intense for both of you as your labor goes on. The doctor's instructions become more urgent as you're told to push even harder to get the baby out . You are experiencing so much pain, but Choso doesn't take a step back. He leans next to you and remains by your side, squeezing your hand tightly as he waits for this to be over.

"I can't...I can't" You finally said tired and exhausted,leaning your head on Choso forearm

He looks down at you with a concerned look. He's trying not to panic but his face is full of worry now. You can tell the pain you're in is breaking his heart and he's scared of what's happening. His other hand rubs along your cheek gently as he speaks. "Just a bit more... I know you can do this..." He says softly as you feel him squeezing your hand even tighter.

He can see the sweat glistening on your forehead and the tears on your cheeks. You look exhausted and in a lot of pain. He's completely focused on you now, his eyes glued to you with deep sympathy.

"Let's do it..." He says softly and leans down next to you. As you grip his hand even tighter, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. You feel his breath against your neck as you're both pushing together now. His body is pressed right up against yours and he continues squeezing your hand tightly while you both support each other as you push together.

You push as hard as you can as you feel Choso squeezing your hand tightly and supporting you from behind. He's breathing hard now as the pushing becomes harder. This is the most stressful time for both of you but you can sense the strength of your bond as you work together to complete this task. You're now fighting on together.

You feel exhausted and overwhelmed after pushing hard and you just can't do it anymore. You lie back and close your eyes for a bit as your breath becomes labored. Choso's hands travel to your forehead and he strokes your hair gently. The movement of his fingers is comforting, soothing. He can hear your heart going faster than normal, but he stays calm and doesn't flinch at all. He keeps stroking your hair patiently, hoping it's helping you relax a bit.

You can feel the intense pain of the labor coming and going. In the moment when it's the strongest, you grab hold of his hand so tightly that your nails dig into his skin. His grip on you remains undaunted, though. He doesn't flinch or pull away, even now that you're gripping him so tightly. You can see that he's doing this for you, willing to bear through any pain if it means supporting you in this painful process.

Choso's eyes become wide when he hears you grunt from the pain. He squeezes his eyes shut, gritting his teeth as he looks at you and watches you push. He's starting to feel powerless in comparison to your pain, as he can't do anything to ease it. You can hear the stress and worry in his voice when he speaks. His tone is soft and tender as he rubs the sides of your body. "Come on... Keep pushing. You can do it..."

"Ah amhn ah it nghn Ahh" you shouted whimpering breathing trough your noses as you pushed harder

Choso's expression is one of both fear and worry for you. Every single time you scream from the pain, his eyebrows raise and he grimaces, unable to hold back his own anguish. He feels the anguish with you, in this difficult ordeal that is supposed to bring joy to both of you. He grips your hand harder, his nails digging deeper into your skin, as he gives you words of encouragement to keep pushing. He can't bear to see you like this, but he knows that he must for the sake of your child.

You hear the doctor's encouraging words again "You can do it. One more push!" as he helps you push with all the strength you have left. You try to push as hard as you can. You don't have much strength left, but you use what you have to push the baby out as best as you can. You grunt and scream out loud as the pain comes in powerful, intense waves. You're exhausted and so close to giving up.

But just then the doctor calls out "I can see the head!" as he assists you and you hear him cheering you on. You know that means you're finally there, a lot closer to getting this baby out.

Everything becomes more intense as you push again, this time with even more strength than you thought possible.

You screamed gripping Choso hands hard almost hurting him as your body arched as you pushed

Choso grimaces when he feels you pinching him with your nails, but his grip on you is unbreakable. Your pain is his pain. The effort of pushing the baby out takes its toll on your body and your voice fills with agony every time you scream. Your body is pushing as hard as it can. You're sweating and exhausted from the amount of effort you're putting in to give birth. And suddenly, there's movement as the baby starts coming out of your womb. Your screams become louder and your body is exhausted as you push even harder.

Choso bites his lip and winces from the pain of the nail pinching, but he doesn't flinch and holds tight to you despite the pain. His grip is so tight that it almost feels like your hands are locked together. You're in this together and you both know that it's just the moment of truth. The baby's head finally comes out and the doctors all start yelling "PUSH" again, as they encourage you to keep going.

Your screams grow louder as the baby makes it out, the whole process being extremely painful and difficult. But you've made it this far, the end is near. You push one last time, as hard as you can, even though you never thought you would have been able to push more. But you somehow managed to find the strength you needed, and the baby slides out in one last push. The doctors are right there quickly wrapping the baby in blankets and checking it. Your body is drenched in sweat and your hair is soaked.

"My baby.." you said sobbing as you heard your baby wailing

It all finally felt worth it. As you lay there tired and exhausted, you hear that tiny voice and you see the doctors placing your baby in your arms. Your body is still shaking from the labor pain, and you've no thoughts about anything else aside from that perfect, beautiful child. You're still teary eyed, but you can't help but feel a warm smile on your face as you're finally able to hold your child. As the child stops crying, Choso leans over to see this miracle with his own eyes, his expression filled with awe and love.

You sobbed as you looks at your baby and then at Choso "I.. I.. made this..we.."

Choso's eyes are locked between you and your baby. He seems just as teary eyed as you are, completely awed and moved beyond words. When he finally manages to speak, he says softly... "We did."

Choso's lips form a soft and gentle smile as he leans close to you. He wipes away the tears that are still streaming down your face, his eyes filled with immense pride and affection. He finally manages to take in the beauty and complexity of the situation right before him, the two most important people in his life right here, in this moment.

Your baby is finally in your arms and you feel as if a weight has been lifted off you. And next to you is Choso, who isn't stopping smiling at you and his child. The tears don't stop streaming down your cheeks, but they no longer feel like sadness or pain, instead they're the tears of love and happiness. And Choso's eyes match yours, his eyes becoming watery with joy and affection for both of you.

"Do you wanna hold her?" you asked softly

Choso's heart seems to skip a beat as you ask him if he wants to hold his child. He hesitates for a second, his eyes glancing at the soft baby, and back at you. The look in his eyes is all the answer you already need. The next second, Choso is gently taking his child and holding it tenderly in his arms. His expression is of utmost contentment as he looks down at the tiny child sleeping peacefully, his hands gentle and caring as he holds it near his chest.

The baby seems so small in his hands, so helpless. But Choso takes care of her effortlessly, his arms cradling her lightly as he examines every inch of her body. He stares with awe as he watches her breathing and looks with satisfaction as he strokes her skin. The little child is so fragile and precious, and he takes in every detail with care and attention. Just the sight of her is enough to melt his heart and make him want to never let her go.

The sight melts your heart and you noticed Choso is sobbing quietly meanwhile looking at his baby

"What's wrong?" You asked

He looks up at you immediately, surprised. He thought he had managed to hide his tears but apparently, it was far too obvious. He tries to take a deep breath and compose himself before he can respond. "Nothing, I'm just..." His voice is choked as he chokes back his tears. "I'm just really happy."

"Choso..." you said looking at him as he hold her daughter tiny fingers with one of his

Choso is unable to hold back anymore as tears flow freely from his eyes. He's completely overwhelmed by the feeling of pure joy as his child is in his arms. He looks down at his fingers wrapped around hers, and he can't hold it in anymore. He breaks down and begins crying, his face buried into the soft blanket wrapping the child. His voice is cracked and choked with sobs. "She's so beautiful..."

Your tears mix with his, both of you overwhelmed with the emotions of this moment. It's true that giving birth is painful and exhausting, but looking at your crying boyfriend and your baby girl, nothing of it matters anymore. All that's important now is that your family is finally complete. And as if on cue, the baby lifts her head up and opens her eyes. She stares at both of you with a confused look, seeming a little overwhelmed by everything going on around her. Both of you smile as she seems to look directly at you. This one moment feels like eternity.

The three of you are locked in a stare for a couple of seconds. The baby doesn't really seem to grasp this whole situation yet, but she's clearly trying to. She makes a few baby noises, as if speaking is new to her. She's still completely stunned, not understanding this foreign world she suddenly appears in. But as she gazes at you with curious eyes, you can't help but stare back, your hearts overflowing with love. The three of you become so absorbed in this moment of mutual awe and affection, you might as well be the only people in the world.

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This was a bit longer than the Gojo one but I hope you enjoyed it 💕💕💕

☆I'm tired☆

[teneleven12xiii]

Your new loscar fic was so heartwarming I loved it!!! I hope i didn’t get this wrong but Logan and Oscar weren’t together initially right? Did they get together after the scene in the hallway when Logan thanked Oscar for marrying him or how did they get together? Hope you don’t mind me asking😊

Thank you so much I’m so glad you enjoyed my little fic 🥹

And yes you’re right, they got married purely because it would help them get approved for adoption but they plan on coparenting Luke. Then after the scene in the hallway they talked it out and realized their feelings. In my head there’s a scene, a little after Luke’s birthday, where loscar are putting Luke to bed one night

“We love you Luke, with all our heart, with all the stars in the sky.” Logan whispers, tucking Luke into his blanket,

“And all the colors of the rainbow, we love you Lou, forever and more,” Oscar finishes placing Luke’s favorite stuff bunny into the baby’s out stretched arms, they take turn placing a kiss on his forehead before quietly walking out. But before they could make it to the door they hear something,

“Papa,” their son calls out,

“Yes sweet boy? What’s wrong?” They looked at each other, concerned, then walking back towards the crib, making sure there’s nothing causing their child discomfort.

“Papa wuv dada?” Luke asks, Logan jumps nearly falling down, while Oscar stared at their son slacked jaw. “No wuv?” He takes his parents lack of a response as a bad sign, tears starts to spill and Logan rushes over to comfort him.

“No, no. I love your papa,” he pulls oscar into a hug over the crib so Luke can see them. “See,”

“Oh thank god,” Oscar whispered as they finally gotten Luke to sleep and they closes the door behind them. “Where did our one year olf get questions like that from?”

“Well, he’s smart, that’s a good thing, right? And I think it’s because he hears us tell him we love him, but never say it to eachother,” Logan sighs, throwing himself onto the bed, watching Oscar closes the curtains before joining him.

“Did you mean it?” Logan looks up, “Do you really love me or did you just say it so Luke’d stop crying,”

“I do,” there’s a silence between them before Logan answers. “I do love you, I didn’t just say it for Lou’s sake,”

“Well, how convenient of us then,”

“Why?”

“Skipping dating straight to a baby and marriage,” Logan laughs, “I love you too, Lo,”

“No homo?”

“Yes homo,” he smiles, “very homo,”

[slothyykittee]

Re-write of Seeing Stars

TW: CHILD MISTREATMENT

As someone who has abusive and neglectful parents, Octavia has send me back to home. And yet, the fact that narrative is using her as a device to make Stolas more sympathetic was a bit triggering.

My dad have used me against my mom, saying how he's the breadwinner, and that he works hard to give me food, water and shelter, even though that's the bare minimum to take care of a child. He managed to make other people sympathetic to him, and saw me as a burden and another mouth to feed.

After watching Seeing Stars, I was very disappointed. The fact that Loona was exusing Stolas' behaviour is astonishing.

In my rewrite, Loona found Via sitting there, crying, and went to check on her.

"What's wrong?" Loona asked. Via noticed her, wiping her tears, and said "I'm.... fine."

"You are not. It's OK, I'm with you."

Loona sat besides Via. "Tell me."

"It's... it's supposed to be the day I will see the meteors, but my dad keeps shouting at Mom and broke his promise! I waited all these years for nothing! Why... *Why does he hate her more than he loves me?*"

Loona sighed. "I'm.... sorry Via... I'm...."

"And why he keep talking to that imp??"

"Oh Blitz? That's my dad."

Octavia raised an eyebrow.

"My adoptive dad." Loona continued. "Anyway, Via, I'm sorry, but your dad seems like a jerk, I just... it's that I already see him interacting with my dad, and the fact here, my dad only does this because he wants the... book" Loona points to the gimore next to Octavia.

"That is what keeps our business going." Loona puts her hand on Via's shoulder "The good thing is, you can get out from that shitsack and hang out with me instead."

"I-"

"You can tell your dad, he will accept anyway."

Octavia starts crying again. "I... never had a friend before.."

"Well, today's your lucky day!" Loona replied.

"Come on, you are ready?"

Via went down, followed by Loona

And...

hugged.

-

This is what I expected, and instead got excuses, excuses... on the actual episode. Viv would have used this episode to tell a heartwarming story, two survivors finding each other, becoming friends, and having fun despite their circumstances. She didn't do this. And for what? A gay ship that people can tell is toxic? Because Stolas is her pet, and so defends him? Sadly, this potential is yet again lost. And clearly, Octavia is sidelined unless to prop up her dad. We know this because in "Look My Way" the original lyrics for Octavia got removed.

I don't see much hope for either HH or HB. I hope this is a lesson for writers out there, to not repeat the mistakes Viv did.

[maul-of-shame]

Way too afraid to come out with my blog because of antis, but I just wanted to say thank you for fighting for Elrondriel and defending it 😭😭 It's really sweet to have a breath of fresh air and seeing people defending it because some antis are horrendously vile and I can't believe we're getting heat for loving those two together?

Thank you so much for defending them, being respectful, using arguments and calling out antis on their bs and just making sure we have a safe space to talk about them 🥺💞 As someone who went through awful things with my ex partner, your rant about some of Elrondriel shippers loving Elrondriel because it's not violent, because it's safe, it's comforting and all made me genuinely cry because that's exactly what antis don't understand. They don't understand not everyone wants to see characters go through Hell for the sake of "making them strong" and "adding character development" and your defense was genuinely so heartwarming I could hug you 😭😭😭😭😭

Sorry for bothering you, just wanted to say it, thank you so very much🥺💞💞💞

Oh my goodness, this message is the absolute sweetest—thank you for taking the time to share this!😭😭🤍🤍🤍

I’m so, so sorry to hear you’ve been through such awful things, and that the antis have made you feel hesitant about sharing your blog. It’s absolutely not fair that anyone should feel scared or unsafe over something as beautiful as simply enjoying the gentle, comforting love between two characters.

That’s exactly what a lot of us love about Elrondriel—it’s a breath of calm, a safe place. They don’t have to fight each other for power or go through pain just to “develop” their bond; they already see each other’s worth, and they’re safe there.💗

Please, never apologize for reaching out!

You’re never bothering me—this kind of message means the world, and it just reminds me why it's worth standing up for this pairing.🤍🤍🤍 Defending Elrondriel isn’t just about a "ship", it’s about a space where people can love, heal, and relate in ways that make them feel seen and cared for.

We all deserve safe places, both in fandom and in life. If standing up for Elrondriel means calling out the unnecessary hate, making sure our space is free from negativity, and showing the antis the door, then you bet I’m ready to stand firm. I’m more than happy to smack some damn doors in faces ����🤣🤣

And please know this: there is a whole community here that cherishes Elrondriel just as much as you do, and we’ll always make sure it’s a place where people can feel safe to love them, openly and wholeheartedly. 🤗

Thank you for being part of it, and remember—you’re not alone in this!💞

[lisimcpisi]

Bumblebee (2018) and grief

ok time to ramble about another bumblebee movie scene that always breaks me haha live laugh love

Aside from the first scene where Bumblebee meets Charlie for the first time, a moment that is also well-written and executed is when Charlie opens up about his grief to Bee after fixing his radio

One of the things I found interesting was initially in this scene there is some conflict. While there have been some wacky misunderstandings between our duo before (i.e. Bee hiding behind a rock when practicing transforming into his altmode), this has been the only instance thus far in the movie where Bee does something that actively provokes Charlie, and twice in ways that trigger her grief regarding her father.

The first time is when Bumblebee starts up a tape of Charlie's dad cheering her on at a dive meet. Charlie gets defensive and immediately turns it on, saying "Why would you play this??". And immediately Bee backs away, with his arm in front of him, which is a reasonable response. Up until this point, Charlie had been extremely patient and gentle with him, so seeing his friend irritated because of something he did on accident must've been scary. The second time is after Bee gets his radio fixed he gets distracted looking through Charlie's collection of old record, and eventually flips to one that Charlie enjoyed listening to with her dad.

What this movie does best is their quiet moments. Intimate, calm moments with no action. The long shot of Charlie and Bee listening to the record, and Charlie reminiscing the memories she had of her dad, slowly starting to break down, revealing how she's just as vulnerable and scared as Bee was when they first met. And through all this, Bee just listens. Obviously he can't say anything in return, but you can tell he's taking in everything Charlie is saying.

What gets me the most is when Charlie explains her dad died of a heart attack, bee doesn't really react much to it. Probably because he doesn't know the concept of a "heart attack", much less the concept of death to humans. What he does react to is when Charlie says "I never even got to say goodbye". His eyes droop and his demeanor changes. Because he understands that. Remember, he just began remembering who he was on cybertron. The message he got from Optimus Prime was a sign that he had people, he had a home that he was somehow separated from. He's lost something, and he doesn't know when, how ,or why. Just like Charlie. His eyes are filled with so much empathy and care, but doesn't know how to make her feel better. His hand reaches out to comfort her, but hesitates until charlie initiates the hug. She actively reaches out for his comfort, and it's so heartwarming to watch. It shows how their bond has become a little more stronger with them being vulnerable with each other, and showing support.

anyways yea bumblebee is a goated movie

[archiveikemen]

I have a couple of questions if you don’t mind!

How was liams route? Any things you particularly liked or disliked? Also how did you personally feel about his MC ^^

Thank you so much for translating his route and sharing it with us !

Hi anon!

Haha you're welcome, anon~

Personally, I really enjoyed Liam's route!! The pace of the story was comfortable, not too rushed. Liam and MC only professed their love pretty late in the story, so it's kind of a slow burn(?). The flow of the story was smooth too.

About the story:

I mainly liked the way the plot focused more on how MC and Liam's relationship gradually went from being strangers, to protectors of each other's hearts, and then lovers.

I also liked how the story gave us quite a lot of information on Liam's past – stuff like his childhood, his relationship with his parents, his parents' relationship etc. It also gave some details about his curse e.g. when it started being active, how he discovered that he was cursed etc.

While reading the story, I found myself becoming more and more fond of Liam, because I could understand why he's the way he is i.e. a people pleaser.

We could also see the how precious and heartwarming is the friendship between Harrison and Liam, as well as the kind of relationship Liam has with the other members of Crown. I feel that Roger's bond with Liam is a rather special one, because Roger acts like he doesn't care about Liam at all but I can sense that deep down he actually does. This can be seen in chapter 20 if I remember correctly.

My jaw DROPPED when I read chapters 14 to 15. Might've cried a little... ahaha.

Ok I'm talking too much.

There isn't anything I really dislike about the story, although I do feel that the crazy love ending could've been a little more dramatic. The climax of the story felt rather mild, but maybe that's just me.

About MC:

As for my thoughts on Liam's MC, hmmm... I actually don't have a habit of forming any impressions of the MC, so I don't have much to say about her. Liam's MC doesn't have the "I can fix him" mentality. After learning about Liam's past and realizing how it has shaped him to become who he is, she doesn't immediately expect him to change. She accepts that his trauma is a part of him, and all his flaws and shortcomings are what make Liam, Liam.

I personally also think that MC's a rather "real" person ? Sorry, my english is crappy uhhh in case you can read mandarin it's like 她是一个蛮现实的人 . She takes a rational approach to things. When Marie was hurting because of something Liam did in the past, MC told herself that using words to comfort Marie would be pointless because all that's happened has already happened and no amount of "it's okay" can turn back time, reverse everything, unbreak a heart, revive the dead etc. so she just kept quiet and hugged her, let her cry it out.

Overall, I loved how considerate MC is of other people's feelings and the way she respected Liam's boundaries by not deliberately trying to dig up his past because she's aware of how much pain it has caused him.

[toxicanonymity]

A little😬 personal message/love letter💌

Tw: fluff and lots of praise💕

I’ve been meaning to write this for some time but your awesome milestone seems like a perfect opportunity to congratulate you and express my gratitude! Was hesitant to call it a love letter cuz it might sound creepy😅 but I remembered WHAT we enjoy in these parts and creepy is kinda the highest praise so I’ll stick to calling it a LOVE letter! Which it IS!💜

I’ve been reading your stories for some time now, but surprisingly not as long as I thought. 🤔They’re such a big part of my day/life/heart now that I could swear I’ve been enjoying your work for a long time. But no, just a few months or so. At first I’ve been lurking around, scared to comment on/reblog the depravity of it all😝, but your talented writing sucked me in real fast and I decided to let my depraved self free. Also there was an urge to shout at you about how amazing your stories are! So let me do just that.

I love you, your stories and everything you share with us! Your writing is incredible, the characters are so vivid in my mind that I feel I could touch them/ and hell I’d love to hehe😏 The other day I was about to comment that your NW-coded Ghostface was so true to NW character with his talk and all, but stopped and thought to myself ‘wait, of course she described him perfectly, it’s HER character!!’😅 So I guess in my mind your Joels are authentic Pedro boys like Javi p, Dieter etc.

The writing process that you shared amazes me! I respect it so much! You put your soul into it and dedicate so much thought, care and time to it! Thank you!🙏

And giiiirl the range on your writing!!👏Your stories can be scary, angsty, fluffy(YES I said it) and funny! And I wanna highlight this word FUNNY! Another thing that gripped me by the “balls” in your blog is your sense of humour. I value it in people greatly. I love your subtle jokes and often cackle reading your fics and answers to asks. And last but definitely not least your smut be smutting like no one else’s. 🥵👏🙌🙌🙌

Also you created a whole ass community for your readers, and I think not only your writing but also your amazing personality is the reason why we feel so welcomed and comfortable on your blog. Thank you for this too!💜

I love fanfiction and there’re so many wonderful writers on this hellsite but you’re definitely my favourite!🥹

If you ever need any help, advice or whatever from silly little me I’ll be there for you! Sending you a hug and two hundred white roses jttJoel style😁🫂💕💕💕 love you!

And sorry for the wordiness😬

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I've been writing Joel for less than three months and it rly does feel like so much longer that we've been interacting. Y'all are honestly a huge part of my day/life/heart, too.

It makes me so happy when people embrace themselves, depravity and all. When you embrace yourselves you embrace me and each other, too. I've never acknowledged a milestone before, but I realized it's not really about me, it's about "the community," like you said. And nothing makes me happier than people feeling welcomed and comfortable here. And what you said about the community, that's when I thermal printed this lol. 🖤

The fact that you imagine night walks as a distinct pedro boy is like the highest compliment I can imagine for a Joel. And thank you for saying that about my range 🥹 it's cool being notorious but I do enjoy variety 🖤 I def try not to take myself too seriously so I'm glad you enjoy those lighter moments and that they don't nullify the smut completely. 😅

I remember that time you were literally the only one who laughed at my silly joke, and I was like, I can always count on you, and it was a heartwarming moment lmaooo, Found it. It's true, I can count on you, and will not hesitate to take you up on it when I need advice. Thanks again for spraying the water bottle into my mouth when I was in the stepdad boxing ring with myself.

I let my SO read this and I think he "gets it" now -- that it isn't just posting depraved shit for internet strangers (he was supportive of that too, though lol). So thank you for putting it into all these beautiful words. 💖

Lots of love and an ipad and iphone to you from trouble!Joel.

🖤🖤🖤

[linalilia]

I'm kinda late but yeah :D

For fandoms: Soukoku, Jade x Trey, and Leona x Ruggie

For your ocs: Akio x Ichiro, Aimi x Akane, Kei x Daisuke (Now that we know more about them, I'd like to see what you think of these skips, hehe. :DD)

it's okay it's okay! i'm surprised to see no bllk ships here /lh

LISTEN. AGAIN. i'm just not really a fan of this dynamic in general? like, i really like the concept of 😠😆 characters being a couple, but ehh, for some reason soukoku is just.. not it for me. it's like, i can see the "hating each other" part, but i can't see the "secretly in love with each other" part?? also i just got too tired of seeing it everywhere and the "this ship killed my grandma, okay" part is like. i've told this story to my other friends before, but long story short, back when i was like 13-14 years old and i just got into bsd, i was a part of this gc and all members liked skk, but i didn't, so they came up with this great plan: THEY JUST KICKED ME OUT OF THE GC EVERY TIME THEY MENTIONED SKK AND THEN ADDED ME AGAIN WHEN THEY CHANGED THE TOPIC. like. i get it, they were even younger than me and they said that "they did that for my own comfort", but also.. yeah, i kinda get ptsd every time i see them now /j

i just.. don't really get it?? like yes, i know about their interactions and i know about the whole "oh, trey thought jade is just like him fr but it turned out that jade likes working for azul" (??) thing, but also.. idk, i just don't really care about this ship :'D maybe it's bc i'm kinda neutral when it comes to these characters too (i'm like a magnet for trey and jade simps though. i have too many mutuals/friends who like them JDJSKSALSL) so that's why i don't really care about shipping them too?

tbh the age gap makes me feel a bit uncomfy? like, listen, i'm not the type of person who goes "IF THESE TWO CHARACTERS ARE NOT THE EXACT SAME AGE, YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO SHIP THEM", but ehhh, idk, i think leona is a bit too old for ruggie. i think i like the concept in theory, since i enjoy dynamics where character a has more power and character b is their servant/follower/etc, but ruggie is like.. basically, i think he deserves better jdkdslsdls

WELL. UH. NOW LET'S TALK ABOUT WHAT I ACTUALLY LIKE. okay, i love both platonic and romantic versions of akio x ichiro. they're just so cute, but so toxic at the same time <333 like, hear me out. they have a very cute dynamic bc akio just wants someone to listen to him and admire him and just do what he says, but also recognize that he's more than just his intelligence and he has other good qualities too and if ichiro needs attention and someone to guide him and answer his questions, well, akio would be glad to do that! but also, there's a lot of angst potential since akio still misses arata to a very bad and obsessive degree as it will be shown in season 2 and he may also see ichiro only as a "second option" because he would like to reconcile with arata if he's able to go back home and also, unlike riku, ichiro probably doesn't really share any traits with arata? but hey, maybe akio should just stop searching for guys who look and act exactly the same way and try something new? also i can definitely see them as, like, that type of ship where someone talks a lot and the other one just listens and nods. but yeah, i think they should go to therapy together once they're out. if they're able to leave milgram that is (also hi i'm typing this while thinking about t2 akio and I'M THIS CLOSE TO CRYING)

AIMI X AKANE IS SUCH A CUTE SHIP (both platonically and romantically) IT LITERALLY MAKES ME MELT. like, their t1 version is so heartwarming, aimi finally gets a friend (maybe something more?) and akane finally gets someone who won't look away and give her all the attention and love she needs! also matching bandaids!! brushing each other's hair!! aimi saying that she can hug akane if she's too cold!! (and aimi is very soft and warm and her prison uniform is just like that as well) but also man. i'm thinking about the fact that i've actually never revealed much about aimi's backstory and what kind of person she was before milgram and like, why she was bullied by everyone.. and again, her undercover lyrics, if someone is not her friend, they don't deserve to even breathe. would love to see akane's reaction to t2 aimi, hehe <3 (don't worry, aimi is still cute, but now we get to know how messed up her morals can be) (also the fact that their love languages go together so well makes me go insane)

AGAIN. i love them both platonically and romantically. two angsty boys who have some love-related problems, how cute <3 but also, i think daisuke deserves someone better than kei jdkslsls. kei's morals are literally non-existent and he genuinely enjoys hurting people though one of the reasons why he likes it is because he thinks it's a normal way to show how much you love them. their love languages go together surprisingly well too (the masochist bit made me laugh so hard like if kei found out HE WOULDN'T LEAVE HIM ALONE AND WOULD TEASE HIM NON-STOP). this is also that kind of ship that really makes me wonder how your ocs would react to the t2 versions of my ocs, though in this case it's more about, well, kei's t2 mv and more info about his crime because IT'S GONNA BE SAD.

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

I get what you're saying about jungkook doing one big thing once in a blue moon and then nothing for most of the time, but also don't compare what jimin does or has done to what jungkook does or has done. They're two completely different people and you should look at what jungkook does and how he expresses himself. Has he ever done anything that he did for jimin for another member? The closest things I can think about (that to me anyway don't really compare) are when he made the bday video edit for yoongi, which was cool and showed love and admiration but had no romantic undertone whatsoever, him making a teasing video reacting/singing along (?) to *one of th songs*(sorry I don't remember which one), and maybe him teasing about That that or Super Tuna, but it was teasing? Nothing compares to gcft, both the trip and the video, or the bday video message??? And lately the live and the spamming of comments.

I also agree with your points about not knowing jimin was done with schedules or who wrote his favorite part of smfpt2, and even, if you miss your "bf" so much and he has schedules and he's tired, why the hell can't YOU go to HIS house and be there for him? It makes no sense to me. But also his behaviour in the wlive comment is confusing, because why the need to act as a fan on live the day before (watching all jimin content) and the say "everyone knows I'm your fan", it feels like they want people to make the connection letter=fan song, jungkook=jimin's fan, letter is for jungkook. But at the same time they don't feel that much up to date with each other or much in contact either. Are they so stalked that now they're in their solo era and don't have the group work as "cover" they can't even hang out as friends? It gives conspiracy theories tbh

Honestly, it's not my intention to compare him to Jimin. I know they're two different people, and if you look for it you'd find that I rarely talk about what JK does in terms of "Jungkook did this but Jimin did this other thing". In that post where I said the blue moon thing, I actually mentioned other ships and then I deleted because I thought it was pointless to bring other ships into it, but I had in mind to say that almost all of Jungkook ships are held by those random, spontaneous bursts of affection. Taekookers survived on the bare minimum for years, it was maybe two hugs in a year, a few "you're handsome" and that was the epitome of boyfriend for them.

Even when I compare, it's more about trying to get my point across as what would be a "boyfriend" or "couple" thing for me. I know they're different people and it's not the point to compare and say one has a better way of expressing themselves than the other. Objectively, it shouldn't matter. Subjectively, tho... for me, Jimin's way of expressing himself is better. For my personal standards and for the way it makes me feel. Jungkook has always made me feel unsteady when it came to jikook. So when I think of what does it mean to be a "boyfriend", to me Jimin's ways of treating Jungkook always made more sense than Jungkook's way of treating Jimin. Beyond some specific examples, I usually feel that Jungkook treats Jimin like he loves him, for sure, yes; but not like he's in love with him.

So for example, Jimin showing up for all of JK's birthdays is not inherently romantic in my opinion. It really isn't. But you see the difference between actually being there for Jungkook in comparison to JK saying "I want to go to a recording" while not doing anything to make that happen. In this case you don't even need to compare him to Jimin, becaue Yoongi showed up. He wanted to be there for the recording, and he was there. And Yoongi in my eyes is the coldest man ever, yet he showed more interest than Jungkook did, so what does that tell you. Hoseok visited Jimin at the set and they seem to talk a lot too.

I've said it and I stand by my opinion that the live was heartwarming, and really sweet. But in my books, showing up for someone means more than sitting at home watching their videos. Whenever I miss someone I call them personally, I text them privately to have an actual meaningful conversation, I make plans with them, I might even walk to their place and visit them. I don't sit at home watching their photos. So yes, I get what you mean that *some* of the things are more than what he's done for other members, but also right now other members have been doing more for Jimin than what Jungkook is doing. I personally think it would've meant more if JK had had a real interest in meeting Jimin, and would've asked him about his recordings so he'd go, or would've showed up at the MV set.

Also I haven't seen anyone mention Jimin's face of confusion when Jungkook said that he wanted to do. Jimin was like "are you for real? It's over". It took him a bit to laugh about it but he didn't look amused at first to me.

So if I think about what does it mean to be someone's partner and actually supporting them and not just to show the fans, as moving as the live was, it doesn't speak to me about a significant other.

I don't even take Jimin is perfect, and maybe in the future he might not show up for Jungkook anywhere either. I didn't take it seriously when Jimin commented on his lives either, I said it was cute and sweet but didn't think it was meaningful. When he said on a weverse comment that he'd go to his house, that also sounded extremely noncommittal. Now that he's said it again maybe he meant it, but I'm also not believing it until it happens. The thing is that Jimin usually keeps his words, and if he doesn't keep his word on this it's for a reason. From where I'm standing, to me it just really looks as if seeing each other is not high on their list of interests. It feels deliberate. Not in a conspiracy theory kind of way but in a way that they are not even trying to see each other.

I don't think him saying he's a fan is because he wants people to make the connection with letter. I don't think so because he does admire Jimin and he probably just said it because he was literally acting like a fan, watching his videos on YouTube. JK has said Namjoon was his first love, boy crush, his inspiration, etc etc several times every year, too. It's just nice but at face value, it's not romantic.

Why a conspiracy theory tho? I think it only seems conspiratorial because everyone's going from the assumption that they are dating; so they feel something has to be kept hidden. If you step away from that mindset and just see them as two friends, like you said, two people with different personalities, then everything makes sense.

The time Jungkook and Taehyung were never seen together or hanging out alone, not even in official content, taekookers took shelter in conspiracy theories because for them it didn't make sense that taekook weren't close. It wasn't possible that taekook weren't spending time together, it couldn't be possible that taekook were not a couple like they thought. So they had to make up conspiracy theories to explain why taekook didn't act like a couple. In the end, it turned out that taekook were actually not spending time together, there was no conspiracy theory. Just Taehyung and Jungkook not hanging out.

Sometimes things are exactly what they seem.

People are adamant on certain things being true and so everything else has to come together to make sense of that one thing they've already decided it's real. If people were more flexible with their thoughts and assumptions, and accepted that maybe Jimin and Jungkook are not lying 24/7, they'd realize that everything Jimin and Jungkook have said and done is normal for people who are not in a relationship. For people who are just friends. It's only abnormal for people who are convinced they are dating.

I mean, why does there need to be a conspiracy theory about a song that Jimin keeps saying he wrote for the fans and never stuttered or changed narratives when talking about it. It's probably the song he's made the most sense when talking about who is it for, what it means and what prompted him to write it. Why can't it just be that he's saying the truth? Because people have made up their minds that it's about something else so they don't want to hear or believe explanations that don't make sense with what they've already decided in their minds, that it's a love song for Jungkook. No matter how many times Jimin says it's something else.

I really don't think there's need for conspiracy theories about things that have been explained by the members. Right now, I actually feel Like Crazy calls more for conspiracy theories or theories in general because of how ambiguous and vague Jimin has been about the song.

If you didn't already believe jikook are dating, let's say you just think they're good friends, would you have a reason to think Jimin's lying about the song? Or that it's weird that they haven't met? Do you think there's some conspiracy behind Taehyung not supporting Jimin? Any conspiracy theories behind Jungkook never hanging out with Yoongi? Behind Jungkook not showing up to Hoseok's last birthday party before he enlists? Or you just see that as JK being JK and his way of being a friend.

I think people are refusing to let go of what they believe in because of their chemistry or because they're sweet to each other, or because they were special in the past. But you don't build a relationship only on chemistry and having fun together; you couldn't even build it on physical attraction either.

If people would just let go of what they so capriciously want to believe in, they'd realize that there is nothing that calls for a conspiracy theory, and whatever is going on is actually just normal behavior for two longtime friends who are in different places of their lives and whose priority right now is not hanging out or keeping in touch like that anymore.

[gemprincess10]

Lauren: you know May?

May: what is it?

Lauren: well after joining you up here on this bed as one of Artsy’s favorite toys, I sorta been wondering what exactly Artsy appreciates about me? Like it’s easy to understand why she likes you, you have a bunch of cool gadgets and you have various outfits.

May: yeah I am that awesome!

Artsy: but why does Artsy play with me? Like compared to you, I’m just a plain ragdoll with a pull string.

May: well Artsy might enjoy my features, it’s not the sole thing she looks for in her toys. Artsy found you while she was feeling bad and your plain features and your straightforward appeal was what she needed at the time. As much as I used to hate saying it back when you first arrived, you have a charm that I don’t and your charm makes Artsy happy and she considers you enough to put you on the bed.

Lauren: wow… *chuckles* I didn’t really consider all of that. That’s really heartwarming to know. *sniff*

May: you okay?

Lauren: yeah I’m just crying a lot of feelings at the moment, didn’t realize how much I meant to Artsy. Thanks for explaining that to me May.

May: no problem bu….

Lauren dashes over to hug May. Lauren squeezes May really tight. May takes a moment, but soon returns the hug to Lauren as both hold each other for awhile.

[aadya1005]

A mother's agony

Her lips quivered as she stood at the threshold of her home, holding her son's hand. "Kanha…… Kanha…….” she chanted her son's name as a mantra... Her world had shattered into a million pieces when her son told her that she was not his birth mother. She was not his Janani. She had slapped him hard across his face the second those words had left his mouth.

"How dare you say such a thing to me, Kanha? Do you have any idea what-" She choked. Devastation was all that she could feel. All kinds of thoughts were  running through her mind continuously

She was about to faint, but her son caught her just in time. Kneeling beside her, he said, "Maiya, I am bound to those wretched shackles of destiny. Even I don't desire to leave you, but I have no choice."

Yashoda looked at her son , who was giving her a watery smile; his eyes were all red and moist.

She broke into sobs again, occasionally clasping her mouth with her pallu, trying to stop crying.

"Nandarani!" exclaimed Nanda distressed, seeing his wife's condition. Grief had taken over him too. After all, his life had always revolved around his Kanha… Since he was born, Kanha had wrapped him around his little finger. He ran to his wife and hugged her. Krishna and Balram were the divinity of his heaven, losing them was certainly hurting him.

It was an emotional moment for the Leelapurushottam as well. His lotus-shaped orbs had closed as he let tears fall from his eyes. Watching his mother in pain was unbearable for him. He felt as if someone had put burning coals down his throat.

Yashoda was aware that Krishna wasn't her own blood. But her love for him was indescribable. His heartwarming antics would make her want him even more. Her passion for him multiplied every day.

She knew that someday or the other, he would leave her and move forward in his life, but she never let the thoughts of the possibility of him going her cause a hindrance to her unparalleled love for him.

"Lulla......before you go, please ask Yamaraj to accept me at his abode."

He looked up at her bewildered. He felt like a hundred arrows had pierced his heart, making it bleed profusely. His mothere was asking Him to kill her, after all the gods goddesses and humans were his part. Nevertheless, he composed himself and said-

"Maiya, who am I?"

"You are my hridayansh, my son, "she said, confused.

"Aren't kids the incarnations of the Gods on the earth?"

"Yes, they are, but lulla-"

"Isn't God omnipresent, Maiya?"

"He is, Kanha….."

"It means that I am omnipresent as well."

Yashoda looked at him, a weak smile playing on her lips.

"No one can win against your words Lulla."

Seeing her smile, his demeanor eased a bit.

"If your lulla is omnipresent, why fear you won't feel him again? I will be there in each breath you take. You will think that I am pressing your feet when you get tired.

I will be alive in every Deepak that illuminates my home, my Vrindavan.

This Krishn will stay in the soil of Vrindavan forever. Never once will you feel my absence."

She smiled at him. Suddenly a thought struck her mind. She smiled brightly and said, "Oh, Kanha! I am so foolish. I forgot that you will return to me once you slay Maharaj Kansa. Go quickly, Kanha, free your parents from the clutches of that monster and come back to me, and bring Devaki bhabhi and Vasudev bhaiya along as well."

"Maiya, I will not be coming back….." Said Yashodanandan, whispering. He cursed himself again for being the reason of the pain of his parents.

"What did you say, Kanha?" said a beaming Yashoda; Krishna paled the moment he felt her ecstasy.

"Maiya…..I"

"Yes lulla….?"

"Maiya…..I won't…."

"What is it, Kanha?"

"Maiya, I won't be returning to Vrindavan ever again."

Yashoda's face fell, and she threw him a disgusted glance. Wiping her tears, she stood up and started walking away from him.

"Maiya….." said He falling at her feet.

"Go, Krishna, leave my house this very moment. Free your parents and live with them happily, not as a cowherd but a Yuvraj." She said, fuming.

Maiya…please-" He pleaded. His Maiya had never called him Krishna. He could feel the remorse in her voice.

"Stop right there, Devakinandan. After all that I did for you, you refuse to return to me? You should undoubtedly free your parents, but you shouldn't forget your home. She gave birth to you, but you grew up in MY care. I made you eat makhan for the first time at your annaprashan.

You addressed me as Maa for the first time. After all that Gokul and Vrindavan did for you-

You have grown up, Krishna. I was blind that I did not see your cunning mind. I was blinded by your innocence. I thought you were MY Kanha, my innocent Muralidhar, who would come running to me and hide behind me escaping your Bal's scoldings. You would come to me and ask for makhan. You now say you do not want to relish that makhan ever again….I am very disappointed in you, Kanha…." “Nandarani….please at least listen to him for once” said Nanda “Aarya, how can I? HOW CAN I? He……He is mine, I am his mother and he refuses to come back to me! He doesn’t care about other’s feelings does he? So selfish-”

“Nandarani! Don’t hurt him anymore, can’t you see his plight? He doesn’t want to leave you either” said Nanda flabbergasted.

"Baba, please calm down. She has the right to say anything to me. Maiya…..please try to understand….I must move on now. I cannot stay back…..As much as I want to hide behind you again, I have no choice but to face the upcoming threats in my life. If I'd stayed here, my life's aim would remain incomplete. I-"

"If you stay here, you will live peacefully away from the challenges ahead in your life. You are the one who preaches prem, right? Then why are you not staying back? Why are you insulting my prem for you? Do you not love me?"

"Maiya, I cannot escape my destiny, I love you, and I can never insult your prem; I will die the very moment I occur such a misdeed-"

She kept her palm on his lips, nodding in no.

"I must go there and face my destiny Maiya……I must protect the people out there. Not just the Mathura vaasis but all those helpless people who get tormented by the evil. I must teach them prem as well."

"I am sorry, Kanha…..I just-"She said, slumping on the ground as she understood the meaning of his words...

"No, Maiya…..you have every right to get angry at me…….I promise you, Maiya…..that I will never leave your side. In some form or the other, I shall remain around you. Maiya, one day you will meet your Kanha again. When one day the night sky will be shining brightly, from the east direction, I would come here riding a white chariot, to take you and baba along with me forever."

"Kanha…….when will you be leaving?" She said, pain visible in her eyes.

"Tomorrow night Maiya….." said He with difficulty.

"Will you fulfil a few of my wishes before leaving?"

"Order me, Maiya."

"Will you become my little carefree Kanha once again so that I can experience the joy of being your mother for one last time before you-?" she couldn't speak any further.

Though she knew that she would have to let him go, the mother's heart inside her was not ready to bear separation from her son.

"Sure, Maiya….if that makes you happy."

"Come, I'll feed you makhan with my own hands."

"And I will break all the pots of makhan in this house." He said, smirking.

"Kanha……." She glared at him pulling his ears.

"Ahhhh maiyaaaa………….." he said wincing.

She let go of the hold of his ear and made him sit on the couch.

Sitting beside him, she fed her own hands.

A teardrop fell on the makhan as she brought her hand towards his mouth.

He ate the makhan and winced at the bitter taste he was experiencing.

"Kanha, is the makhan not good enough?" she asked.

"It has the tears of your pain maiya….. that's what has made it bitter. Never surround yourself with sorrow, Maiya, because that will cause bitterness the overshadow my life. Do you want that to happen?"

"Not even in my dreams, lulla…."

"Kanha! Kanha!" yelled Balram at the top of his lungs.

"What happened, Dau?" enquired BalramAnuj.

"Jarasandha's army……is….His army is on the way…..to Vrindavan." He said, panting.

Yashoda forwarded a glass of water toward him.

"We must leave tonight, or there will be a huge massacre in Vrindavan."

Yashoda's face paled upon hearing him, "Why can't I get to spend some quality time with my son before he leaves? Why Parameshwara?" She mentally cursed her fate as her breathing got heavier.

"Bal….. can't you stay here till tomorrow-"

"Sorry, maiya, but the life of the villagers will be at stake if we do not leave right away," Balram said tenderly, sensing his mother's grief. He had understood that she needed Krishna the most, but alas! If the gameplay of destiny was not that simple.

"I will go pack all your belongings. Just give me 5 minutes." She said plainly and went towards Krishna's room.

Packing her son's stuff was the most challenging task for her; his belongings had brought back all the memories she had of her son. She packed all his belongings in a cloth and sealed it with a tight knot.

She walked downstairs and handed the bag to her son.

"Remember your promise, Kanha," she said, hugging her son tightly.

She hid her face in the crook of his neck, pushing back the tears that threatened to come out.

"Your memories will work as an elixir for the rest of my life. I will stay alive until you come back. Do not make me wait for a long lulla…..Come soon. Come…soon"

She backed away from his embrace and looked at him in his eyes. Smiling.

Masking her grief beneath her bright smile. But the Parampita knew that their separation was tearing her from inside. He smiled back at her; his smile spread the much-needed positivity in the monotonous surrounding.

He and his brother touched their father's feet. Nanda blessed them with a heavy heart.

"Vijay bhav," he said, giving them the blessing of victory.

Krishna giving one last glance to his parents, turned around and started walking. Away from peace, from love, from happiness.

The Kanha in him was left behind. The one stepping out of Vrindavan was Krishna, setting on the most crucial mission of his life.

Back in Vrindavan…….

"KANHAAAA…………." Yashoda screamed at the top of her lungs.

She slumped down on the floor and started wailing loudly.

"My lulla…..my Kanha……." She kept chanting.

The immense pain she had kept in her heart came out as soon as he was out of her sight.

Leaning back against her husband's shoulder, she continued wailing.

Krishna heard his mother's wails. Tears kept brimming in his eyes, blurring his vision, but he walked ahead.

He never looked back. Not even once.

"There is nothing that love cannot achieve, and there is nothing that love cannot sacrifice."

[seiwas]

Hi Sel and anons!!!! ♡ 

first off, I think it’s so cool you’re having this sleepover!!! The atmosphere feels so friendly and heartwarming!😭🫶

and alsooooo… I have a story!! kinda bittersweet but I wanted to share! (but if there’s too many asks and you’re too tired then you don’t have to read and respond to this one! I send you flowers and hugs and please rest up🥺🫶)

So I know that some people don’t really count relationships from middle school as a REAL relationship but I feel like if you’ve learned something from it then it’s kind of important yk??? I’m in uni right now but I still think about this relationship I had in 8th grade every now and then bc of how bittersweet it kind of was.

So I met this guy at a friends party in 7th grade and I had kinda already known about him since he was pretty popular, and that night we had really clicked and became friends pretty quickly. After that we saw each other pretty often anyways since we had that same close friend (the one who threw the party). And I think by the end of that year I had already had a bit of a crush on him????? And then summer came… and I kinda completely forgot about him lol🤭

and THEN! It was the first day of eighth grade and my math teacher was taking attendance for the first class that day in the morning and it had all been going pretty good bc I got to be in the same class as a friend of mine at the time and we sat together.

And all of sudden my teacher calls HIS name on the attendance sheet and my heart very much stopped for a second and skipped a beat💀 and that’s when I kinda realized “oh shit,,,this wasn’t JUST a short-time crush🧍‍♀️”

the reason I didn’t know that he was in that class was bc he wasn’t even there when the teacher called his name, he was actually running late lol so it was a complete jump-scare. After a bit, he finally showed up and kinda just joked about why he was late (he was very much the class clown type) and he surveyed the room to see where he would sit and his eyes landed on me and my friend and he had recognized both of us and sat behind me and when he passed us he was very smiley and was like “wow I’m so glad you guys are in this class with me😃”.

And that’s the day my heart doomed me into yearning for this guy for almost the whole school year💀 

we were around each other almost everyday and our friendship was basically the sarcastic banter type. he was a jokester who could be very cocky and charming but also very dramatic/whiny when he wanted to (I think I was doomed to love gojo now that I think about lmao💀) and I was the one who basically kept him grounded, took him off his high horse and retorted sarcasm right back at him.

At some point during the middle of the year I actually started to notice that he was doing gestures that were more than friendly, and eventually he admitted to liking me a bit past the middle of the year and more towards the end of the school year. And then we started dating! 

so I mentioned that this was all kind of bittersweet for a reason. After we started dating, our friends eventually started telling a bunch of people about how we were together and well he was very popular in our grade and was very much known by everyone and they all basically couldn’t believe that he was going out with me (or at all in general with how much of a jokester he was), since I was kinda known for being the quiet girl in our grade. 

This brought a lot of unwanted attention. He kinda took this all with stride and laughed everything off and started making comments about our relationship and friendship that kinda bothered me.

AND THEN, while I walked around school, people who I didn’t even know would come up to me or sometimes even yell from across the hall and ask “no way! are you (his name)’s girlfriend???” and they would start asking me things like “why would YOU go out with HIM, that’s SOOOO unlike either of you” and say things like “there’s no way”, or “you poor soul”. 

This all annoyed me very much because I didn’t even know these people so how would they even know about my personality like🤨???

unfortunately, this still kinda got to me.

all of this pressure kinda bothered me bc it was definitely unwanted and uncalled for and I just felt so alone through all of it bc he was fine and was used to it but I wasn’t. And bc of the pressure and some of those comments that he had made, I kinda lashed out at him for not being supportive and I remember he lashed out at me for not really showing him any affection lately (which was due to the fact that I didn’t really even want to be around him while there was other people because of all the staring). 

And then I broke up with him, and even when we weren’t together, I was still getting unwanted comments like “I’m so glad you broke it off”, “your way better off without him”, and “yeah your personalities didn’t even match!”

I really hated these comments bc deep down I honestly missed him and our banter and our friendship in general.

I still count this as my first relationship because I learned things about myself and the people around me.

I learned that I shouldn’t let the comments of other’s get to me and have them decide who I should like and not like and that I should just stand my ground. I also learned to just communicate with someone if I’m feeling alone or frustrated, bc who knows, maybe if I had told him how alone and frustrated I felt maybe he would’ve listened and talked with me🤷‍♀️.

I’m sorry if this was too much for the sleepover😭 I just really felt like sharing this story but I didn’t really know how to space it out or how much I should say. This is actually my first time ever telling anyone about this and what I went through that year. 

I hope this wasn’t too bittersweet or tiring to read🥺🫶 you’re an amazing writer btw and I’ve LOVED everything you’ve written💖(especially the col series😭)!!!! I hope you’re having a wonderful week Sel and that you’re happy!! I send you so many hugs!!!! ♡

nonie hello 🥹 welcome to the sleepover!! ✨

let’s have a sleepover!! 💗 send me any questions/stories you wanna share!!!

oh gosh you are so sweet 🥺 everyone's been so cute sharing their stories for the sleepover tbh !! i'm glad it feels friendly and heartwarming 🫶🏻 you are also so thoughtful !!! so precious telling me to rest up omg, it's okay!! i love love love reading the lil stories you all sharing 💗

aaah and your story omg i totally agree!! doesnt matter how short-lived, how young a relationship was!! i think if it taught you something or left a mark in you, it definitely means smth!! 🥺

it's so cute how he came into class and immediately recognised you and your friend and said he was glad to have both of u in the same class 😭 his personality is so gojo now that you mention it omg 😭 but it's so cute how you found your dynamic that way!! i find the lead-up and development of your relationship so so cute and am so sorry that it had to end the way it did 🙁

people can be so nasty and stinky sometimes, especially in school 😭 i seriously can't believe that they said the things they did to you and him 😭 like i know you alr know that it shouldn't matter what they say, but they're honestly so rude for being so doubtful of your relationship 😭 like you said, who are they to know who you are!! and what your relationship is like (esp since you were even friends beforehand)!! + it's so rude of them to comment on it even after the break up like 'i'm so glad u broke it off' as if there was anything wrong with the two of you in the first place?? when it was just THEIR comments making you conscious abt it 😭

i'm so sorry that you had to let a good thing go because people just wouldn't shut up nonie 🙁 but i'm also glad that you've made your reflections about it!! and still see it as smth important to you 🥹 do you think you'd ever talk to ihim again? / try to be friends with him again? (i know it can sound a bit silly, considering it was back in 8th grade, but it seems to be an important friendship given how you still think about it now and miss it!)

please don't apologise for sharing!! aaah i appreciate you for trusting us here with your story!! you are too sweet 🥹 and it is definitely not too bittersweet and not too tiring to read!

i think i can relate a bit in that, i had a 'thing' (not even labelled anything) before i got w my bf rn. it lasted a few months and was in my 2nd year of hs but i think i thought about it for a while, and sometimes still think about it to this day (don't get me wrong tho, i'm v happy in my relationship rn!). long story short! we got paired together for an event, started talking and got close, then admitted to liking eachother and kept it at that. we had nicknames for each other, still continued to talk, and he even had one of my hair ties!! as a smth of me that he could keep w him. until he had to go for exchange abroad (for a semester), then he stopped replying more and more. i got kind of ghosted? but chalked it up to him being busy abroad, until he came back and i realised that he really just wasn't talking to me the same way anymore.

i let it go but tbh i felt rlly heartbroken! it was weird bc i don't think i loved him, but it took a while for me to get over it! and what sucks is we had to work on a project together the summer after too 😭 but!! thankfully we managed to talk it out and he explained why when i asked him what happened. he moved to a different school the year after and took uni abroad too! until he came back for good just last year!! our friend groups overlap so he's started hanging out with us more lately too and while things with us are good, as in, we can act like friends again!! i think a part of me still aches a bit? it's so weird!! i'm definitely over him, and am very happy and in love with my bf right now!! but when it's time for goodbye hugs i get really sad bc his hugs feel really tight and feel a second longer 😭

he's a really sweet guy!! super nice, super kind!! super funny!! can talk about serious things but also joke around, very considerate and well-mannered!! tbh my bf and he get along so well 😭 they could be a bromance fr 😭 (my bf knows abt everything HAHA) when our group hiked last year, he helped me when i had a tummy ache climbing the mountain 😭 so honestly i think, even tho what we had was short lived, i think, like you, i really miss the friendship yknow? cos i genuinely think he's a cool guy!! i always have good convos with him and would love to be close to him again as friends, except, i don't think it could ever be that way anymore bc of the history we have? smth like that!!

anyway!!! sorry i also shared a bit there omg 😭 but i totally get what u mean nonie 🥺 you are also so sweet for reading my stuff AAAH thank you soso much and im so glad you enjoy them 🥹 i am so touched you think im an amazing writer jhsbajsd (col is my baby!!!) i hope you're having a SPLENDID week too and thank you so much for coming in here to share this with us 🫶🏻 i am hugging you right back!!

[pashterlengkap]

He came out to his parents in a song, and it will move you to tears

When Andreas Wijk played a new song for his parents that he just wrote and recorded, he wasn’t sure how they would react. Millions of kids could say the same thing about coming out to their mom and dad, but Wijk — a 29-year-old singer famous in Sweden since he was 15 — was doing it with music. --- Related Stories Miley Cyrus’s new single “River” was inspired by a gay dance party The singer dropped the video and the story behind the song to coincide with the release of her new album. --- In a message posted to Instagram, Wijk wrote: “A week ago I wrote a new song. I think it’s called ‘if I was gay’ and this morning I played it to my parents when they picked me up for lunch. It’s scary to be transparent. I’ve never really posted anything like this on here…” He called it “the scariest thing I’ve ever done.” Wijk was coming out to the world in a heartwarming moment in a song. Soon enough, mom and dad and millions of viewers were in tears. View this post on Instagram A post shared by ANDREAS WIJK (@andreaswijk) “If I was gay, would I be what they say?” sings Wijk, as his parents listen intently. “Just a stereotype.” The dawn begins to break on what Andreas is telling them. “If I was gay, how do I get to heaven?” Wijk continues, “when there’s ‘no church in the wild.'” The singer looks over at his dad furtively. The die has been cast. What’s he going to say? “Tried to be honest, but honestly I can’t. No, I can’t.” The son puts his hand over dad’s. The gesture is returned. “If love is the same, why is this not the same thing?” “The same thing.” As the music continues, Wijk exhales, seemingly all the tension leading up to this moment. His father is looking out, listening, his eyes brimming. His mom, behind them, is a picture of pride for their son. “I’ve never kissed a boy, would I like the way it feels? Picturing his face and I lose a piece of me.” “Play me all the classic love songs on repeat. None of them talk about what I feel.” “What I feel.” The father and son appraise each other. And Wijk goes in for the hug that he’s been hoping for. Mom and dad are smiling ear to ear. “Oh Andreas,” his father says. “I feel so relieved,” Wijk manages through the tears. The relief was years in the making. Andreas Wijk Instagram This was not the first time Wijk tried to share his feelings with his parents. In a later Insta post, Wijk reveals he came out to his parents when he was 15 years old when he hoped he could be “healed” by his pastor father. Wijk wanted to “get free from my sickness.” “For 13 years we prayed, but I never got ‘free from it.’ Today I feel closer to God than ever before. I feel so loved, happy and filled with peace.” Wijk says he lost a lot of friends when he came out. “My best friends turned away, telling me I was going to hell. But I never let go of God. Today my family has completely changed and we are also closer than ever.” With millions of views and over 200,000 likes, Wijk posted he was “Overwhelmed by this love ”. “This is amazing lovely one,” said lounorthcote. “so happy you are sharing your truth sending so much love ” “Oh boy, to have the bond you and your parents have,” wrote maciej.digital. “You are so lucky.” “cried like a baby watching this video,” posted heil3682. “no words,” said mrjakobolsson. These days, Wijk is catching up on being publicly out. He’s walked in Stockholm’s Pride parade, attended the Swedish Gay Gala, and celebrated his 30th birthday topless. And now he’s currently in rehearsals for the stage version of Moulin Rouge in Stockholm, following Ewan McGregor in the movie as Christian. “It really feels like you are reflecting your whole life story in this song,” Wijk’s dad says in the video. As he writes in the song’s lyrics, Wijk “kept a candle burning, a lamp unto my feet,” lighting the way. Somehow, with love, he’s arrived where he wants to be. http://dlvr.it/SlTylv