i think i might be a day late on this

23 weeks!
My doctor told me when I was in the first trimester that this would be the first and only goal, and every day after would be the next goal, so to be here feels so huge and amazing. My baby has a chance. A very small chance and I pray every single day to get to term, but it’s a chance.
Mood swings are off the chain, I have leg cramps most every night, crazy acid reflux, facial acne that I think might be due to the progesterone and a mighty need to eat everything in sight. Other than that though I feel really good lately.
I go back to the high risk doctor on Thursday for another ultrasound to check on my cervix one more time and if it still looks fine then that’s probably the last time I’ll have to make the 5 hour trip there. Then I see my regular OB on June 2nd where I hope we’ll start talking about a birth plan, whether or not she got Sprout’s birth record and if she still thinks a c section is the way to go.

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26 october 2016 - glendale, az

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some holly doodles to wind down for the night…..she would 100% be a hippie

anonymous asked:

Forgive me if you've been asked this already but at what moment do you think Clarke fell in love with Lexa, or realized she was in love with her? I believe Eliza had trouble answering this at a con (I think she said it was before the bow though) so I'm wondering what you think.

Mmm that’s hard to say, and honestly, that’s kinda what I love about it. Because you can’t always exactly pinpoint the moment you fall in love with someone, right? Maybe it’s a feeling that grows gradually but unstoppable, maybe it’s like a wave hitting you at once, it varies. And that’s how I think it was for Clarke.

The way I see it, it was sudden for her at first and then everything slowed down and it naturally developed. It wasn’t love yet in the beginning, but there was definitely a realization that she had feelings for Lexa. Just look at her face after storming out of Lexa’s tent in 2x14. 

Why else would she looked so bothered? If she had just been upset about their argument she would have had an angry face. Instead she looks like she’s literally trying to physically restrain her feelings, whatever they may be. She takes that deep, shaky breath in an attempt to collect herself because, what the hell just happened inside that tent? Did Lexa really just confess she has feelings for me? And why does it affect me so much? What am I feeling? This is what I think is going through her mind. And then of course we have the confirmation of this, when she gladly replies to Lexa’s kiss. Even after she rejects her, there is no indication of that being a definitive rejection. There is no feeling of “I’m sorry, but I don’t reciprocate.” Clarke is not ready for a relationship, and it’s right that she was honest with Lexa, but she rejects her in literally the softest way possible, AND leaves the door open for the future. Not yet. That means she already sees herself considering a relationship with Lexa in the future, after healing, when she’s finally ready. And look at how tender and somewhat tamely longing her gaze is even after she rejected Lexa.

She is definitely aware of her feelings for Lexa here. But then the betrayal happens and ah, they take 46 steps back.

Now, of course, Lexa’s betrayal causes Clarke to close herself off. Clarke is angry at Lexa, she’s angry at herself, she’s in pain, every other feeling pales in comparison. And obviously, so much of Clarke’s suffering is tied to what Lexa did, so it’s definitely not a surprise that romance is out of the question when they first meet again. Clarke’s pain is consuming her, she is definitely not thinking about whatever she and Lexa had. And yet…

This isn’t a romantic moment by any means. But we’re talking about Clarke realizing she loves Lexa, and I don’t think we can’t gloss over this moment. When I say that I don’t romanticize this scene, it’s because this is not a cute moment. This isn’t a “oh my God, she loves her!” moment, this moment is sad. It’s painful, it’s heartbreaking, but it’s so damn important. Clarke can’t kill Lexa here. How much easier would it be for her to shut her heart out entirely, to blame Lexa for everything and just kill her without feeling anything? I bet in that moment, a part of Clarke wants that. But Clarke feels, and she feels for Lexa. She has these feelings and they won’t go away, not even when she’s at her lowest. So yeah, not a romantic moment, but definitely essential to understand Clarke’s complicated feelings for Lexa.

After the bow, Clarke is a little more trusting towards Lexa, but she’s definitely still closed off, she’s not ready to expose her heart yet. And we get to the “I’m doing it for my people” episode, 3x04. Right from the very beginning, Clarke spends the entire episode trying to find a way to keep Lexa safe, to protect her. But every single time she voices her concerns to Lexa or hell, even Titus, her preoccupation feels far more personal than political. She’s worried, she’s agitated, she even seems angry that Lexa won’t listen to her and step away from the duel. It’s a crescendo of apprehension and frustration and anxiousness as every single one of Clarke’s attempts fails, crescendo that culminates in an emotional explosion.

The second gif is particularly telling. Titus interrupts them, the moment is gone and Clarke finds herself having to face what just happened. Look at her face, at how she looks away from Lexa and sucks a breath through her teeth. She’s restraining her feelings, but she’s a little too late this time. And it’s not only Lexa who is shaken by Clarke’s emotional outburst, it’s Clarke herself too. She doesn’t catch herself in time and now she can’t pretend with herself that those feelings aren’t there. I think this is when the true first “shift” after the betrayal happens. Clarke wants to keep Lexa at arm’s length but Lexa might very well die that same day and, despite any resolution she had, the thought terrifies Clarke. And she’s so scared that she’s never going to see Lexa again that…

I could write an essay on all the emotions Clarke experiences before and throughout and at the end of Lexa’s duel, but the gist of it is that during this tense moment, with Lexa’s life on the line, she can’t bring herself to hide her feelings. It’s all there, on her face. 

Only when things settle down she is able to collect herself again. Lexa comes visit her that night and we see Clarke pull her walls up again. “I was just doing what was right for my people.” BUT! Even if Clarke is not ready to open up her heart again, that scene is infused with intimacy. Even Clarke’s “rejection” is filled with emotion.

Clarke is the opposite of cold here. The way I see it, she is pulling away because she’s realizing she’s close to giving in, but she’s not yet ready for that. It’s so clear that here Lexa is talking about what happened at Mount Weather too, this is another quiet apology that Clarke obviously recognizes. If she went with her feelings, Clarke would have to admit that she does understand Lexa, that in her heart maybe she’s already forgiven her. But in that moment it’s too overwhelming, so she looks away and avoids the conversation, avoids Lexa’s gaze, avoids having to focus on her feelings.

She literally keeps having to look away because things get too intense but at the same time there’s a tenderness in her eyes that she can’t hide. And once Lexa is gone and she can breathe… bam

All the feelings she restrained, everything she tried to hide merely minutes ago hits her full force. I said I think Clarke’s love for Lexa developed gradually, naturally, but if I had to pick a specific moment and say that’s when Clarke realized she’s in love with Lexa, it would be this one.

By the time we get to 3x06, I do believe Clarke knows and has accepted she is in love with Lexa, but she’s still struggling to admit it out loud, especially to Lexa. That episode happens roughly 7-10 days after the events of Hakeldama, and when we see Clarke and Lexa again, they are closer than ever. There is a sense of intimacy, of almost domesticity between them. They are comfortable with each other’s presence. There’s not really a reason for them being in the same room in that scene: Lexa fell asleep while reading and Clarke is drawing (there are other sheets in her folder, which makes me think she was drawing other things before focusing on Lexa). They don’t have to talk or interact, they simply are together.

When Lexa wakes up from the nightmare, Clarke doesn’t hesitate to jump next to her and comfort her, with soothing touches and calming, reassuring words. And then we get to the moment Lexa notices the drawing. A lot has been said about Lexa’s face, but instead look at Clarke’s.

This is the exact opposite of what I was talking about in 3x04. Lexa sees the drawing and is taken aback. That she doesn’t know whether she should hope for anything is another story, but the look she gives Clarke is very telling. And Clarke doesn’t avoid it. Yes, her first instinct is to play it off as something meaningless. “Uh, that’s not- it’s not finished yet.” But then Lexa looks at her, confused, surprised, a tiny bit hopeful, and Clarke meets her gaze and they just stare at each other. Look at that little pause she does before lifting her eyes. That’s when she chooses not to hide. As I said, I think that here Clarke has come to terms with her feelings for Lexa, but here for the first time, she doesn’t hide them from Lexa. Her look is just as telling as Lexa’s. They aren’t saying a word and this is one of their most honest, important conversations. Clarke is silent, but her eyes are speaking, her untold feelings are there, and maybe letting Lexa know isn’t so unfathomable anymore. Maybe, maybe Clarke this is the closest Clarke has been to being ready.

So this is what i think. The way I see it, it’s tricky and complicated and simply beautiful.

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Eavhen looks at the ensemble set before her and feels something roil within her.

“No.”

“No?” Josephine repeats, obviously startled. “Inquisitor, it’s important that we show a united-”

“I understand that, and we’ll come up with something that fits, but…” Eavhen takes a breath and straightens her spine. She’s postured enough by now. “I go as the leader of the Inquisition, of course. But I also will not go to Halamshiral and let them forget that I am Dalish and proud.”

Painting the rest of her body to match her vallaslin may be a bit overdramatic, but she thinks she’s allowed that much by now.

It’s Shiro’s birthday so I wanted to write something short and nice for him as my writing warm-up today and this happened instead. Well, it’s definitely birthday-themed at least. 

Have I ever told you about my headcanon that Galra naturally have longer lifespans than humans? Happy Birthday, Shiro.


Keith sits on the edge of the bed, eyes cast downwards, mouth drawn up into a straight, tight line. His hands are resting at the drop-off of the sheets on either side of him, fingers curled in towards the mattress, gripped loosely at its corner. His shoulders curve forwards.

Shiro waits a moment or two, wondering if he’ll come out and say what’s bothering him or let it stew silently. Sometimes it’s one, sometimes it’s the other, depending on the matter, and he doesn’t want to push him if Keith’s going to offer it up himself. But after Shiro has finished changing into his sleep pants and Keith still hasn’t looked up at him, he wants to check in.

“Everything okay?” Shiro asks, coming to stand in front of Keith.

Keith’s eyes flicker up to Shiro, then to the Earth calendar drawn up on the wall, then to the clock that reads 11:58, before he says, “Yeah, it’s fine.”

Ah. So that’s what it is.

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Staying Productive while Writing

Anonymous asked: “I’m starting a book and whenever I sit down to write I never know what to put down. Do you have any advice for getting focused/getting ideas flowing? Or just getting in touch with what you’re trying to say?”

Sometimes it can be a struggle to get words on the page. This happens to everyone - most often, when we’re rusty or feeling out of practice. Sometimes, we just procrastinate. There’s no rush to write that scene, so why not put it off until tomorrow? We have all been there. 

The short answer on how to avoid getting into this habit is to simply stop. Easier said than done. I’ve been there many, many times. I was there this past week after I stopped writing for about a week to recover from a virus. Here’s a few techniques to get back into good writing habits: 

Start with writing prompts.  Then, don’t work on an ongoing project, either write out something by hand or even just type a short scene spurred by a prompt. This will help get you back into the swing of things and thinking again like a writer. While I find good prompts just about everywhere, my favorites are Deep Water Prompts (@deepwaterwritingprompts) and Writing Prompts that Don’t Suck (@awesomewritingprompts). 

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Behind Closed Doors (Steve x reader)

Happy Smut Saturday! Oh my god, I’m going to keep this thing going. Of course, I will post smut on any given day, but I will save the smuttiest of smut for Saturday nights. I hope you enjoy this very kinky and very smutty oneshot. I thought I’d give Steve some love, since he’s been lacking attention on my feed lately. God bless all your souls after this, you might need some holy water. xoxo

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Description: Everyone thinks Steve is this sweet and gentlemanly guy that goes by his morals and honor. That is true. But, obviously, they aren’t intimate with him like you are. As his girlfriend, you can confidently say that he is no gentleman in the bedroom. 

Warnings: SMUT. DADDY KINK. ROPE BUNNY. (or would it be belt bunny?) ANYWAYS IT’S LITERALLY ALL SMUT. Oh, and cursing, along with unprotected sex (be careful out there)


“You got lucky, F/N. Steve’s a true gentleman. You honestly can’t find guys like that anymore. They’re all dick bags.” Natasha rolled her eyes. 

“Maybe it’s because he’s been preserved for seventy years?” You chuckled, shaking you head slightly. 

“That’s true. I wish there were more guys like him to pull out of the ice, so I can have one of my own.” You burst out laughing at what she said, and both of you were about to be rolling on the floor, dying of laughter. Your stomach was beginning to ache, when Steve walked in. 

“Speak of the devil.” Natasha was holding back a laugh, trying to catch her breath. You got up and met him at the door and pressed your hands against his chest, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.

“What’s all the commotion about?” He was leaning against the threshold of the door, a smirk on his face. 

“It’s nothing you need to worry about, babe.” You almost started giggling, but forced it down. “Natasha, we should get going. I’ll see you later.” 

“Alright, you lovebirds. I’ll see you guys later.” She was smirking. You just shook your head at her and waved goodbye, intertwining your hand with Steve’s. It wasn’t a long walk back to your room, it was literally down the hall from her’s. You and Steve shared a room, Tony finally allowing it after two years of dating. 

He opened the door for you, letting you walk in before him. He really was a gentleman, at least in public. But, when that bedroom door closed, he was anything but that. You plopped yourself on the bed, exhausted from the day.

“So, what were you guys talking about?” Steve’s curiosity was peeking through his usually strong, and “know all” demeanor. 

“Natasha was just talking about how I was lucky to have such gentleman for a boyfriend.” You were staring up at the ceiling, laying on your back. You got up on your elbows so you were looking at him. “But, I think we both know that’s not true.” You winked at him, earning a lust filled smirk in return. 

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cosplay aesthetic challenge + data cosplay

“If being human is not simply a matter of being born flesh and blood, if it’s simply a way of thinking, acting, and feeling, then I am hopeful that one day I will discover my own humanity.”

Love Yourself

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: language, sexual frustration, smutarific, masturbation

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-versary Celebration Fic TWENTY. The line requested was,  “You’re like a walking encyclopedia of weirdness.” It was requested by  @docharleythegeekqueen. It will be highlighted in the fic. I am also including my line for @avasmommy224 Dirty Thirty challenge which is  “Don’t knock masturbation. It’s sex with someone I love.” Let’s see if I can’t make this good for everyone. ;) Happy Birthday, Jenn! :D

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Sometimes you just gotta drop everything and draw the ot3. You just gotta.

idk what this is besides mostly crack (canon) that @skamforfaen and i discussed abt some things vilde might say, and do once she eventually!! becomes comfy with her sexuality. 

  • isak and vilde!!! yes gay pals!!! they’re going to be like “that’s homophobic” whenever something minorly inconveniences them and laugh so hard and everyone else is just “?????”
  •  i can imagine vilde sayin that first with the squads and then everyone’s “ …???…” and then isak goes all mock serious and “didn’t u hear her??? that IS homophobic smh”
  • *water bottle falls down on the floor* “well, THAT’S homophobic”
  • *gets bad grade on a test* my teacher is homophobic”
  • imagine sometimes how it just slips out at the worst of times bc vilde suddenly gets really into lgbt history/negative stereotypes and suddenly becomes really educated and she just, thinks everything is homophobic and oppressive (is she wrong tho)
  • “can that server tell i kissed my gf today??? Is that why my meals late? This is blatant rude homophobia im going to talk to the manager!“ 
  • and eva’s there like “vilde, we just kissed 2 minutes ago.” - “i know that eva! but our food is late! she’s homophobic!”
  • “vilde, you cant blame everything on homophobia.” - “and why not eva???” - eva gives her a look. - “well, you might not see the blatant disregard heterosexuals shoot our way because we are a same-sex couple eva, but i do! would a straight girl have to wait 10 extra minutes for her salad if she was with a boy?? i don’t think so!”
  •  "vilde it was one time and she gave u a valid reason.“ - “well we’ll see abt next time hmm." 
  • next time ends up being 2 days later and this time vilde ends up with no cutlery. "see eva, what did i tell you? homophobia.”
  • one time vilde says “as a gay,,” in isak’s presence and he chokes on air
  • “vilde,,,, you cant just- you cant just say that!” 
  • “and why not, isak?”
  • “you- cant-you- just- you just cant!?”
  • "i don’t have a problem with it isak. i’m gay. you know,,,, the stigma attached to the label can be very dehumanizing and hurtful but the more we use it the more it becomes ours and the less people can hurt us with it bc there’s nothing wrong it, is there isak? i like girls and you like boys and people just have to accept that.”
  • just give me isak and vilde learning from each other and gradually becoming friends and supporting one another (even tho it takes time to get there, vilde is forever thankful that she’s got isak and vice versa tbh)
  • just imagine vilde getting all philosophical and progressive once shes really comfy with herself.
  • just imagine vilde, isak, even and eva bonding over their sexuality and forming a group within their group!
  • pls vilde would so join “skeiv ungdom” (lgbtqia+ youth group), she’d be the fucking LEADER of skeiv ungdom oslo and organize all these pre-games and parties and demonstrations .  
  • she’d make sure its the safest place for everyone and just like with her first kosegruppa meeting, she’d make everyone do exercises and get to know each other and have introductions and make sure people use each others correct pronouns. 
  • and sometimes they play games or talk about their experiences and also the joys of being gay and how it gets better and how these groups are supposed to create a supportive place to talk and relate to one another but to also have fun and Hope.
  • some days they talk about certain lgbt topics and they vote on which one to dicuss first. e.g. compulsory heterosexuality, coming out, links between being lgbt and mental health, support networks, history, icons, songs, etc. 
  • and sometimes new members come in so they do this thing where every week they introduce each other again by their name, sexuality (if they want) and something good they want to share with each other that happened to them in the last week
  • sometimes people who’ve been coming to the meetings from the beginning end up introducing themselves one day but for the first time, actually coming out as well. so the constant introductions give all the members the option to come out when they feel comfortable or sure, bc not everyone in the group is out or labels themselves.
  • even is definitely co-leader along with vilde, she asked him specifically bc she loves the way he talks to people and the two of them have had numerous educational and supportive talks and have become pretty close. 
  • even “you don’t think that’s a bit of a superficial generalization?” bech næsheim.
  • i bet vilde would bake sweet buns (boller, like she did for kosegruppa) and pride cupcakes for the meetings too.
  • now pride: she’d make everyone bring at least one thing to pride (they’d make a day of it at isak’s place and get everything ready there and leave together) but she’d make sure she bakes and has a hell of a fun time frosting with her friends and gf eva. the frosting would be rainbow ofc and everyone ends up leaving the house with frosting smeared on their cheeks, cue a lot of kisses from everyones significant other.
  • just. concept: proud lesbian vilde, along with her fellow gay isak, his pansexual boyfriend even and her bisexual gf eva!
Gym Class

I think you guys might like this story. It happened earlier in the week. I have gym class and that day I had drank a lot of water before the class. Typically I change into my gym clothes and go to the bathroom before heading out to the gym. But I was running late and only changed so I wouldn’t be marked tardy. I had changed into short yellow gym shorts and had white panties on. You could see my panty line and when I bent over you could see that they were white. But those were the only shorts I packed so I had to deal with it.
I didn’t think much about not going to the bathroom when I changed, probably because at the time I didn’t have to go. But within the period of like 45 minutes I slowly felt my bladder filling up and began to feel uncomfortable. Having to pee in gym is horrible because my class will always jog around the gym for the last 10-15 minutes of class. While jogging, each step jolted my bladder and made it weaker and weaker. By the time I had 2 laps to go, I was in a panic thinking to myself, “ oh geez, if I start to pee…even a little, its going to be noticeable because these shorts are see through enough, them getting wet would make it even worse…AND since they are so short, I bet when some pee runs down my leg you’ll see my leg is wet. Fuck.”
Halfway through my final lap, my bladder couldn’t take the pressure of each step anymore. I felt my muscles failing and giving in to my full bladder, my crotch began to get wet and pee slowly began escaping my shorts and ran down my legs. I desperately wanted to stop jogging and grab my crotch in an effort to stop peeing myself but I knew that would draw attention to me. I kept jogging and peeing for maybe 7 seconds before I was able to clench my bladder muscles together again. By now I was on the home stretch of my jog, which meant the bathroom was only minutes away. I wanted to see if my little accident was noticeable so I looked down at myself, I was still jogging, and saw my upper thighs were glistening where the pee had escaped my shorts. And my crotch was noticeably darker than the rest of my pants and my underwear was more visible than anywhere.
I finished my last lap and walked over to the door. Panting from running and almost peeing myself, and trembling a little, because I had to go so bad, I leaned on the wall and quickly wiped the pee from my legs. I stood, leaning against the wall with my legs crossed for about a minute before the teacher said, “alright, everyone who is done can go change out”. When I heard this I was so relieved. I quickly got off the wall and hobbled down the steps to the gym floor. The steps were almost as bad as the jogging was on my bladder but I was able to keep control. I fast walked to the other side of the gym and busted into the girls locker room. I was the only person in there and I was the first girl in the class to finish jogging so I knew I had the locker room to myself for a little while. At most 10 minutes. Which was fantastic because I knew I didn’t much time at all, if any, to get to the toilet. I make my way through the locker room, at this point I was so scared because I wasn’t sure what to do. Run to the stalls and probably pee as I run, which would leave a mess for the others to see. And I knew couldn’t stay in the stall until everyone left because others would have to go too so I’d leave the stall and it would clearly evident I pissed myself. Or take my time and concentrate on not peeing…which I felt was about to be impossible to do. So I decided to make a mad dash to the stalls. I stopped holding and ran. I made it about 5 feet from the stalls and right next to the showers when my bladder muscles failed. I stopped dead in my tracks and started peeing, slow at first, but as I stood there, trying to stop the flow, I began to pee faster and faster. I felt my butt getting wet and warm, and trickles of pee ran down my legs and into my shoes. As I grabbed my crotch and clenched my bladder muscles, I began to panic because I knew I was about to give in 100% and at any moment the rest of the girls could come in. So I looked to the right at the showers and ran into one.
The showers were closed off and private so I decided to finish peeing myself in there, hidden from everyone else. I relax and let out a little gasp as pee floods my pants, hissing into my underwear and gym shorts. My butt quickly gets wetter and wetter and pee began running down legs, which was a lot cause you know how short and small gym shorts are, they were soaked in seconds. Pee went into my socks and shoes. 1 minute later, as people started coming into the locker room, I stopped peeing. I was soaked and warm. I looked down at myself and saw my pants and underwear were soaked in pee. My white panties were clearly visible, I mean my shorts were 100% see through at this point. My socks and shoes were wet and my legs were shiny and sticky with pee.
Realizing that there was no way I could leave the shower without being seen, I decided to take a shower to clean myself up and pass time. I took off my shirt and bra and left everything else on. I took like a 5 minute shower, and when I was finished I poked my head out of the shower to check that I was alone again. When I confirmed with myself that the locker room was empty, I ran out of the shower, topless and with my wet pants and shoes on and went ever to my bag and dried off. I put my bra and shirt back on and grabbed my spare shoes, socks, and pants I had on before gym. I looked through my bag for spare underwear but I couldn’t find any. “Great, wth am I going to do now?”, I thought to myself. So I ended up drying my underwear as best I could with my towel. And I dried them up pretty good I thought. They were just cold and a little damp. They had a faded yellow color to them too. So after drying them as best I could I finished getting dressed and put on my blue skinny jeans. (Actually blue, not denim blue, if that helps to visualize them)
The rest of the day was uncomfortable with cold, damp panties on. I would check my butt from time to time to make sure my pants weren’t getting visibly wet from my underwear. But with all the sitting I had to do for the rest of the school day I did notice them slowly get darker after class. If you looked long enough you could probably tell, but I knew it was fairly noticeable. Luckily my underwear dried by the end of school.
Hope everyone liked the story! It was a crazy day!😂

Adrinette Month Day Twenty-Seven

Who’s staying up too late doing Adrinette prompts still? Meee… Why is that? Wedding dresses. I mean, Marinette would probably design her own, but would she go strictly one style or another? I know it’s popular in the fandom for them to have a small wedding with close friends and family, but I also think the rest of her family might come in (or try, but how many people are in the Dupain-Cheng family idk. We know of her Uncle, and mentions of her Grandma in the Special so /shrug). Obviously, I probably just need to work on clothing design in general. At least today is the last day.

I probably could’ve skipped trying to color too… takes too much time for me.

Now… gonna sleep for an hour or something.

Seventeen Reaction to: You Being Upset That Their Clothes Are Too Small For You

Hi^^ can i request a svt reaction where you want to be cute by wearing their clothes but theyre too small for you and you get really upset by it? Thank you if you do!!♥


S.Coups: Starts nervously sweating. Seeing you upset just crushes his soul. While giving you a bear hug, he promises that he’ll buy better clothes in the future, big enough to where you can both share.

“I already want to share my life with you. Why not clothes too? Everyone will be jealous of how cute we look! Let’s go shopping!”

Originally posted by wunwu

Jeonghan: Brings you close, lovingly stroking your head. “Why are you upset? That top was ugly anyway. I want my baby to wear only the nicest clothes! I’ll find you something nice, okay? And when I come back, I hope I see a smile on your pretty face ~”

Originally posted by mc-gyu

Joshua: Koala hugs you right away. “Why do you look so sad, babe? Is it because my hoodie doesn’t fit? It’s fine, don’t be upset! I’m sure I have more clothes that will fit.” Goes through his closet and pulls out his baggiest hoodie and is so extra when it fits you.

“OH MY GOD, YOU LOOK SO GOOD!! WOW!!”

Originally posted by jisooosgf

Jun: At the first sign of your sadness, he’s pulling the clothing item from your hands and saying “Oh, isn’t this the hoodie that shrunk in the wash? Let me find you a better one! What about the one I’m wearing now?” And damn well would give you the clothes off his back just to make you happy.

Originally posted by withjunhui

Hoshi: Tries his best to squeeze you into his sweater, until you hear a loud riiiiip. And this brings on your tears: “I - I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have forced it on. I knew I was too big anyway.”

Frantically wanting to stop your tears, he insists, “No, it was my fault!! I pulled too hard and - uh - you really do look cute in it. Better than me, even with that hole down the side.”

Originally posted by fyhoshi

Wonwoo: Doesn’t care that his jacket is too small on you, to the point where it won’t close and the sleeves squeeze your arms. “You look so cute!!” he coos. “The cutest thing I’ve ever seen!! You should wear my clothes more often!”

Originally posted by ftwonwoo

Woozi: ”What did you expect?” He’s blunt. Despite his age, he’s very small and “fairy-like.” The only ppl who could actually fit in his clothes would be children. So you getting upset is strange to him. But as he thinks it over, he starts to wonder if this makes you feel insecure.

“This is why they manufacture clothes in different sizes. If you want, we can go to the store and see if they have your size in this item?” This is his way of cheering you up while also being realistic about the situation.

Originally posted by wonuflake

DK: Finds it hilarious. “Look, the zip won’t even close!!” He doesn’t realize how harsh his words sound until your face drops even more. Then his laughter fades. “S - sorry, that didn’t come out how I meant.” He was laughing at how silly the jacket looked on you, not at you. Now he realizes his mistake, but it’s too late. “I wasn’t trying to be mean. You looked silly but in a cute way, that’s why I was laughing. I didn’t … I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by 12fools

Mingyu: Notices your forlorn look right away. “What are you thinking? You’re not thinking something stupid are you?” Afraid that you might be feeling insecure, he immediately takes you out on a date. “It’s such a lovely day anyway! Leave those ugly sweatpants alone and come to the park with me! We could get something to eat too, maybe?”

Originally posted by giantgyu

The8: ”Why are you sad?” Not everyone’s the same size, so you being upset is ridiculous to him. It isn’t unless you see it as a sign of being fat, that he’ll take the moment seriously. It’s not just you not fitting in some fabric, but your insecurities rising to the surface.

“Aah, stop being so upset! I’ve got other, nicer clothes you can wear! Let’s look through my wardrobe now ~” he offers, squeezing your cheeks affectionately.

Originally posted by wonnhao

Seungkwan: Has also struggled with feeling “too big.” So he recognizes that look on your face, since it’s one he was once familiar with. He panics and rips the shirt from your hand.

“Oh, you want to wear this? But it’s old and ugly, I outgrew it years ago! I should throw it out … Let’s go buy new clothes together! A matching couples shirt, does that sound good?”

Originally posted by lunarjun

Vernon: As the big brother to a sister, he knows right away what you’re thinking when your eyes well up and you sadly tug his jacket off, mumbling “It doesn’t fit …”

He opens his arms, bringing you close. “Why do you look so sad? This doesn’t mean you’re too fat - if anything, I’m just lanky.” He tries everything to convince you you’re not “fat” and show how he loves you regardless of whether you fit in his clothes or not.

Originally posted by lonexsamurai

Dino: Starts to buy baggier clothes, swearing that he needs a bigger size because he’s growing and becoming a man. But he says this since he doesn’t want to embarrass you by admitting it’s for you. He hated seeing you so upset over not fitting into his clothes. Now that you could fit, and looked so cute in his hoodies, he hopes to have made you happy.

Originally posted by 12fools

Be More Chill Senior Year, Boyf Riends

“You okay​ in there Jeremy? We can go to the nurse.” Michael stood outside of the stall Jeremy had just ran into.
“N…no I’m alright…”
“You’re in the bathroom about to throw up, I don’t think that’s alright.”
“I’m not going to throw up, my chest just feels weird.”
‘And this conversation is making me want to gag. Accept the offer so that he can personally walk you down to the nurse’s office and then you can get out of school early.’
“I’m not leaving early on me first day of Senior year…”
“If your sure, but you might want to hurry up, the bell’s going to ring soon and if we’re late to Ms.Clark’s class she’s going to kill us.” Jeremy reluctantly got up from his position on the bathroom floor, opening the stall door.
The two headed back to the table and sat down when Jeremy noticed the smirk on Rich’s face.
“Why are you so happy?”
“Oh, no reason…”
“There was too long of a pause after that to be normal.” Jeremy looked suspiciously at his food tray for a moment before going to check his bag. A familiar “Boyf” was it’s new label and Michael lifted his up to read “Riends”.
“This time in permeant marker, have fun trying to get rid of that.” The SQUIP may be gone but Rich’s humor was not.
‘Oh, but only if it were true.’ Everyone at the table’s phone went off at once prompting them to check. It was a mass text sent by Chloe saying everyone was invited to get beginning of the year party tonight. Christine looked across the table at Chloe.
“We’re all sitting right here, you literally could have just told us.”
“Yeah, I could of but I was already going to send out the text and I would have to of unchecked you guys if I did that and there was like a of people already….” Jeremy zoned out again as she began to talk.
‘I can’t believe you almost slept with her.’
‘I can, you made me.’
‘Fair point.’ The bell sounded as Jeremy slung his bag over his shoulder going with Michael to Ms.Clark for Human Anatomy. Jake turned to his boyfriend, seeing the matching backpacks.
“That’s kind of mean Rich.”
“Hey, it’s not mean if it’s true.” Rich lifted Jake’s bag that read “If found return to Rich.”
Rich’s said “I am Rich.”
“Aw, bro.” Jake leaned in for a kiss that quickly turned into making out. A teacher had to forcefully sperate them before it got any farther.

Just a Friend (Enoch x reader) [requested]

Anonymous said: Do you still take requests? If you do could you write an Enoch imagine where they’re sexually active in private but in public they do a lot of couple things like teens in high school where they like to make out a lot, hold each other in a touchy feely kinda way and it makes all the peculiars annoyed and/or disgusted (+cute awkward new guy Jake tries to befriend them)

Sounds fun! Let’s do it!

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