request: " Hii <3 Can I request Jay as your boyfriend? "
warnings: lowercase intended, not proofread, mentions of food, this was kinda long, I'm sorry I just kept going
a/n: even if he isn't your bias, I'm sure we can all agree we want jay as our boyfriend. hope you liked your request anon ^_^
everyone's dream man
the boyfriend you introduce to your parents and they would love him too
jay is THE most husband material man to ever husband material
and seriously he would be the perfect boyfriend in every sense
I see jay as the sort of boyfriend to take care of his s/o with their day to day life stuff such as cooking or helping them clean (very domestic) but also financially
he would love spoiling his partner (and as he should)
be it with small things to things you couldn't even dream of seeing or getting
to jay, you deserve it all, he would even buy you the moon and stars (his words, not mine)
flowers, flowers and oh wait, more flowers
seriously, he always gets you flowers (unless you're either allergic or just don't like the smell of them like me)
very romantic, probably one of the most romantic in enha
very class and sophisticated sort of romantic
giving very much fancy candlelit dinner with the view of the Eiffel tower in Paris
but sometimes instead of splurging to take you out, he prefers a home cooked meal that you could either make together or he makes for you
just like the rest of the group, jay has a way of making you laugh even without trying
your laughter is his favourite sound (no I'm not crying, you are)
shopping together is a big yes!
I imagine as his s/o you would both have similar tastes in style consisting of things that are classy but can also be chic and cute
sometimes he even shops for you if he knows what you like or what you've been wanting
"Remember that blazer you really liked from the last fashion week from Prada, I got it for you so I hope you like it."
doesn't take no for an answer and even if you do try refusing a gift he gives you, he gives you this certain look and then you end up accepting the gift
also carries your shopping bags after shopping so all you have to do is walk beside him looking as beautiful as ever
nap dates are a thing with you and jay
you would both simply cuddle in bed and just sleep together for hours like that and it is definitely his second favourite thing after kissing you
and when he does go on tour and can't cuddle with you, he makes sure to call you every night no matter how exhausted he is because it helps him sleep better after hearing your voice
I'm talking private guitar shows
be it he's just playing random acoustics on his guitar or he's actually working on something new, he will have you listen to it
"Jay you know I'm not good at this stuff, you always sound amazing anyway." you tell him feeling embarrassed at your lack of musical inclination
"Even so, you know you're someone who's opinion matters the most to me angel." he would tell you before kissing your forehead reassuringly
has an incredible memory so he remembers so many small details about you and you find it so heartwarming
you will be clinging to jay because we all know how good he smells and he doesn't mind either
usually isn't the physical affection sort of guy but he secretly loves it whenever you hug or cuddle
the healing era boyfriend for all my heartbroken readers
jay is the perfect boyfriend to help you get back into the dating game as you heal and learn to love and trust yourself and others
oh I cannot forget about the singing
he is definitely going to be singing to you
ask him and he will be your human aux, sings whatever songs you would like
he all in all just loves feeling needed by and taking care of you
the moment they realize they’re in love with you | fluff (actually tooth-rotting), scenarios
amidst life’s whirlwind, they finally discovered love’s sweet melody. (alternatively, the moment enhypen realizes they’re in love with you.)
featuring. enhypen ot7 x gender-neutral!reader
warnings. none
word count. 2,215 words
author’s note. wahhh, this took a while to write, but i’m glad with how it turned out in the end! also, i may or may not have exceeded a bit in jake’s part…
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lee heeseung —
it’s late at night, and heeseung is sat on your bedroom floor with a bit of dirt all over his clothes from the tree he climbed up just to get inside; it has always been like this, and you’re used to it at some point. it’s almost midnight before heeseung asks you to play your favorite game together (he loves it dearly), and you immediately agree. as you also sit on your bedroom floor with a mischievous glint in your eye and smudged dirt on your clothes as well, heeseung couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat. there was something about the way you looked at him, something in the way you always managed to make him laugh, that made him feel as if the world was a brighter, more wonderful place.
as you both picked up the game pieces, heeseung couldn’t help but feel a flutter in his chest as you looked into his eyes. there was something about how you looked at him, something so pure and genuine that it made your heart skip a beat. and as you laughed and joked together, he couldn’t help but feel as if this was where you were meant to be - with him, on your bedroom floor, playing your favorite game.
park jongseong —
you and jay sat across from each other at a cozy cafe, chatting over coffee and pastries. as you took a bite of your croissant, you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes followed your every movement, his gaze lingering on your lips as you spoke about something you were eager about (not like he was listening to every word you were saying). he had a lovestruck look on his face, and it was quite adorable. as you continued to talk, jay found himself lost in the cadence of your voice, the way your words danced around the small space between you. he watched as the light caught in your eyes, making them sparkle like stars in the night sky.
the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the sweet scent of your perfume, creating a heady concoction that jay found himself completely intoxicated by. and as he watched you take another bite of your croissant, he couldn’t help but feel a rush of tenderness toward you, a longing that he had never felt before. in that moment, as jay gazed at you across the table, it was as if time had ceased to exist. the world around you faded into a blur of muted colors and distant sounds, leaving only you and him in a tranquil bubble of stillness.
jay’s eyes roamed over you like an art lover taking in a masterpiece, admiring every line and curve, every subtle shade of color that made up the canvas of your being. he was struck by the delicate beauty of your features, the way your eyes sparkled with hidden depths of emotion, and the gentle curve of your smile that set his heart alight. as he watched you take a sip of your coffee, he found himself caught in a moment of pure wonder, marveling at the grace and elegance with which you moved. to him, you were a rare gem, a work of art that he was privileged to behold and cherish.
he was truly head-over-heels for you.
sim jaeyun —
you and jake sat side by side at the library, surrounded by the scent of old books and the soft rustle of pages turning. you were both engrossed in your studies, but every now and then, your eyes would meet, and a small smile would tug at the corners of your lips. as the hours ticked by, jake found himself growing more and more fascinated by you - the way your eyes sparkled when you were excited about a topic, the way you bit your lip when you were deep in thought, and the way your hair fell in soft waves around your face.
he watched as you scribbled notes in your notebook, your pen moving across the page with a graceful fluidity that made his heart ache. and at that moment, he realized that he was utterly and completely in love with you. it was as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes, and suddenly he saw you in a whole new light. you weren’t just a study partner or a friend, but the person he had been searching for all along - the one who made his heart sing and his soul soar. as the afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on your face, jake couldn’t help but marvel at your beauty.
the way your hair fell in soft waves around your shoulders, the curve of your neck as you leaned over your notes, the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you breathe - all of it seemed to conspire to take his breath away. and yet, it wasn’t just your physical beauty that drew him in; it was the way you approached the world with a sense of wonder and curiosity, the way you laughed with abandon, the way you listened with your whole heart.
as the hours wore on and the library began to empty out, jake found himself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. he was afraid to speak, afraid to act, afraid that his feelings would never be reciprocated. and yet, despite his fear, he knew that he couldn’t keep his feelings bottled up any longer. he had to tell you how he felt, no matter the outcome. because even if you didn’t feel the same way, he knew that he couldn't go on living without you.
as the day wore on and the sun began to dip below the horizon, jake’s heart was filled with a sense of longing that he had never known before. it was as if a flame had been kindled inside him, a spark that burned brighter and brighter with each passing moment. he watched as you furrowed your brow in concentration, your eyes scanning the pages of your textbook with an intense focus. and at that moment, he realized that he was deeply, madly, and truly in love with you.
park sunghoon —
as the two of you glided across the ice, sunghoon watched as you stumbled and wobbled, your arms flailing as you tried to keep your balance. but even in your moments of clumsiness, he couldn’t help but feel his heart swell with affection. he steadied you with a gentle hand, his touch sending shivers down your spine. it was as if he was a knight in shining armor, come to rescue you from the icy depths. the way you moved on the ice was like a dance, your body fluid and graceful, your hair sweeping behind you like a veil. it was as if you were a snowflake, delicate and ethereal, swirling through the air with ease.
as sunghoon watched you, he couldn’t help but feel that this moment was special - that it was a turning point in their relationship. he was teaching you how to skate, but in reality, you were teaching him how to love. the wind howled around you, whipping up snow and sending it scattering across the ice. but even in the midst of this wild chaos, there was a sense of peace between the two of you - a connection that ran deeper than any surface-level attraction. with each passing moment, sunghoon knew that he was falling head over heels for you, that he was powerless against the forces of destiny and fate. you had captured his heart with your easy laughter, your kind heart, and your unassuming grace.
and as the night wore on, with the stars twinkling above like a million tiny lanterns, sunghoon knew that this was just the beginning of a love story that would last a lifetime.
kim sunoo —
you walked through the bustling mall with sunoo by your side; the world seemed to fade away into the background. all around you, shoppers rushed past, their footsteps echoing like a distant heartbeat, but you and sunoo were in your own little world - a world filled with laughter, conversation, and stolen glances. as you browsed the racks of clothing, his eyes followed your every move, his gaze lingering on the curves of your body and the softness of your skin. he couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter with every smile you gave him, every laugh that bubbled up from your lips.
as you both strolled through the aisles, sunoo couldn’t help but admire the way you moved, the way you glided through the crowd with such ease and grace. and when you turned to him with a smile on your lips, he felt his heart skip a beat, as if he were seeing you for the first time all over again. the world seemed to slow down around him as if everything else faded away, and all that was left were you, standing there with your hair cascading down your back like a waterfall of silk. at that moment, he realized that he had fallen completely under your spell, that he was helplessly and hopelessly in love with you. and as you both continued to shop, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for the simple pleasure of spending time with you, for the joy and light that you brought into his life.
it took a while, but sunoo eventually realized with a sudden and stunning clarity that he was truly and deeply in love with you. his heart felt like it was overflowing with emotion, and to be frank, he didn’t know what to do or how to express it - all he knew was that being near you made his heart sing, and his soul dance with joy.
yang jungwon —
as you cried on jungwon’s shoulder, your heart aching with the pain of your recent breakup, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of protectiveness wash over him. he had always cared for you deeply, but at that moment, he realized that his feelings had grown into something more. he held you close; he felt a deep longing in his heart - a desire to take away your pain and make everything right. jungwon watched as tears streamed down your face, each one a symbol of the love that you had lost, and he knew that he never wanted to see you hurt like this again.
he hugged you tighter as you continued to sob on his shoulder. the hold he had on you was gentle, as if you were a doll that was too fragile to be handled so roughly with. as he gazed down at you, with tears in your eyes and your heart in shambles, jungwon realized that he was completely and irrevocably in love with you. it was as if the world had come to a standstill, and all that existed was the two of you, entwined in an embrace that spoke volumes without any words. at that moment, he knew that he would do anything to make you happy again, to mend your broken heart and shield you from any pain that might come your way. for he had found something truly precious in you - a love that had grown silently and steadily until it had taken root in the very depths of his soul. and he vowed to protect it, and you, with every fiber of his being.
and as jungwon held you in his arms, he knew that he would rather bear the pain of a thousand heartbreaks than ever see you cry again. with every beat of his heart, every breath he took, he knew that his love for you was an unbreakable force, a flame that burned brighter with every passing moment. and he whispered silently to the universe, hoping that it would hear his plea and bring you back to him.
nishimura riki —
you’re both at the arcade together, playing random games that you see fit. it’s one of the things you and ni-ki both love doing together, and it’s also a way to hang out with each other and let loose. the neon lights of the arcade danced around you both, casting a rainbow of colors on your faces as you played game after game. the sounds of the machines mixed with your laughter, creating a symphony that echoed through the room. ni-ki’s eyes were fixated on you as you played, and with each game, he felt himself falling deeper and deeper in love. it was as if time had stopped, and all that existed at that moment was the two of you, lost in your own little world of joy and happiness.
as he watched you, a feeling unlike any other began to bloom within ni-ki’s heart. with each passing moment, he realized that he had fallen deeply in love with you. the way you moved, the sound of your laughter, the joy that radiated from you - it all came together in a perfect symphony that left him breathless. he knew then that he would do anything to protect this moment, this feeling, and most importantly, you. for in that arcade, he had found something truly precious - a love that was as vibrant and colorful as the neon lights that surrounded you both.
"You can't be a lurker on tumblr." Yes, you absolutely can. I've been quietly reblogging things since 2014 and I haven't interacted with anyone in years.
I love the people in the notes going 'uhm actually he was German' because it's made fairly clear by other points in the post that it's not referring to Marx (Marx didn't write about monopoly-capitalism forming into imperialism, and Marx wrote closer to 200 years ago than 100) to the point that, in as much of a Gotcha as it is, it implies they themselves've never read Marx, let alone Lenin.
Oh my god how many times do we have to have this discussion.
There is no such thing as an outdoor catgirls.
Outdoor catgirls are a danger to both themselves and the environment. They have significantly shorter lifespans and disturb the ecosystem. If your catgirl wants to go outside, accompany her. Hold her hand or better yetz let her ride piggyback. But do not let her go outside alone. My friend let her catgirl go outside unaccompanied ONCE and she disturbed a magical girl battle, throwing off the balance of the universe. Please do not let your catgirl outside.
listen, introducing an apex species like catgirls into the environment to take care of an invasive species never works because it always results in them ignoring what we intend for them to hunt (magical girls) in favor of easier more accessible endemic species (self-insert harem anime protagonists). like god we saw that enough when they tried introducing rival antagonists to take care of the invasive shoujo protagonist population in australia and they just wound up going after completely different species entirely (side-ponytail moms) in an environment with no natural predators. y'all really gotta do some more research into the history of introducing invasive anime species into your environments and keep your catgirls indoors where they're safer and unable to cause environmental harm
Studies show that approaching youth with a bystander-intervention model is actually a lot more effective for reducing sexual assault, and it is also more enthusiastically received than programs that bill themselves as anti-rape.
We can tell youth that they are basically “rapists waiting to happen” (anti-rape initiative), or we can tell them that we know they would intervene if they saw harm happening to someone and we want to help empower them to do that (bystander intervention). The kids jump in with both feet for the latter! It was amazing to see children (and young boys in particular) excited to do this work and engage their creativity with it. Also, studies show that not only do they go on to intervene, but they also do not go on to sexually assault people themselves. Bystander intervention also takes the onus off the person being targeted to deter rape and empowers the collective to do something about it. It answers the question in the room when giggling boys are carrying an unconscious young woman up the stairs at a house party, and people are not sure how to respond and are waiting for “someone” to say or do something.
Richard M. Wright, “Rehearsing Consent Culture: Revolutionary Playtime” in the anthology Ask: Building Consent Culture edited by Kitty Stryker
This is also, btw, how the US drastically reduced drunk driving in the US. Telling people they shouldn’t drive when intoxicated made absolutely zero difference. A slogan-and-ad-campaign for “Friends don’t let friends drive drunk!” changed drinking culture. Going after the bystanders is quite often the most effective thing to do in any social change.
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