i am actively trying to become the best version of myself . it will take time and i will fail sometimes but what matters is that i am taking the effort to better myself step by step
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i am actively trying to become the best version of myself . it will take time and i will fail sometimes but what matters is that i am taking the effort to better myself step by step
my mom says sheโs not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news sheโs the last to let go. my dad says he doesnโt want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face lights up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. heโs just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell himย โi just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!โ he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he muttersย โcโmereโ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think thatโs really beautiful.
maybe i'm just touch-starved but platonic physical affection my beloved: a gentle hand tucking your hair back for you, curling up and burying your face into their side, getting engulfed in a tight bear hug, tangling limbs to squeeze into the same chair, dusting crumbs away and tucking shirt tags back in without a thought, quietly lacing hands and swinging them back and forth, the solid weight of a tired head on your shoulder, casually moving through each other's space, rolling their sleeves up before they get dirty, absent-mindedly doodling flowers on their arm, walking on the outside of the sidewalk just in case, falling asleep with your head in their lap
I wish everyone who is crying their feelings out a very pleasant "you will get through this" and "here take these flowers you beautiful soul" ๐บ๐ผ๐ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ป๐น๐๐ท
florence + the machine โ south london forever
what's the point of a human heart if it doesn't longue for things it can't have
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I know you, i walked with you once upon a dreamโฆ
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p : yeonjun ร fem!reader | g : fluff, humor, best friend!yeonjun | w : robbing a bank, swearing, they almost get arrested, there's a dirty joke or two but nothing sexual
a/n : brainrot he looked so hot lmfao
inspired by yeonjun in LO$ER = LOโกER !
yeonjun slammed the door of the car, throwing what looked like a black duffel bag underneath the back seat and looking around, checking the mirrors.
"the hellโ" y/n stared at him, confused. His bare arms were slowly beading with sweat, his lips looked cherry red as ever, as if he had bitten them in thought. The panicked glint in his eyes grew as y/n turned behind him to investigate what was going on.
"don't!" he yelled, grabbing her hand, making her look up to him, "the cops are on the way."
"I'm sorry, who is on their way!?"
"you heard me, you deaf bitch," he coughed, checking the ac vents. His voice was shaking, "just act natural!"
A siren sounded in the background as y/n stared at him, blue and red lights blinking into the car and illuminating his face. "did you just rob the bank!?"
"fuckโ" he looked behind, and snapped the car light off, looking around in panic, "it was a spur of the moment, I don't know what toโ"
"don't hate me for this," y/n sighed, grabbing his shoulders and leaning into a kiss. His breath hitched as he protested with a little, "hm!?" but realized it was for the best, and went along with it.
in attempts to make it look as natural as possible, y/n played with back of his hair, pulling herself closer onto his lap and holding his neck. In the background, she could hear the police car stop behind them, and the door to slam shut, followed by footsteps.
Maybe yeonjun didn't hear this, or maybe he was too caught up in the moment of involuntarily lacing his fingers around her waist, because he mumbled something against her lips. He tasted something like the taste of metal coins. Maybe his lips were really bleeding. "why are you so good at this?"
Before she could reply, there was a tap on the door, and yeonjun pulled away from the kiss, turning around. His hands still rested on her waist.
"can I help you, officer?" he asked as innocently as possible, pulling down the window. The officer narrowed his eyes to y/n, her face already burning with the thought that she had been caught making out with choi yeonjun himself. He peered into the car, looking around suspiciously.
he coughed, pointing at the bank behind them, "this is a no parking zone, kids, get a room somewhere else."
yeonjun stuttered a bit at that, and y/n hid her beetroot-red face in the crook of his neck. Why did he smell so strongly of cologne?
"were notโ" he blankly stared at the officer, tongue numbing, "I mean, she's notโ"
"whatever," the cop was taking no interest anymore, writing something onto a ticket, "this is still not a parking zone! I'm still gonna charge you."
"yeah," yeonjun glanced at y/n, the corner of his lips curling with a sinister smirk.
"don't let me catch you kids making out around here again!" he threw the ticket at yeonjun, sighing and walking away. "Kids these days," they caught him mumbling as he walked away, rubbing his forehead, "no shame at all."
yeonjun sighed as he rolled up the window, letting out a relieved laugh. He felt her fingers still linger at the back of his neck. He looked down at her, his lips a little puffy and his eyes twinkling, looking a little sweet.
"did we just kiss?"
y/n punched his chest, pushing herself off him. Her heartbeat was all over the place, trying to stabilize her ragged breath, "fuck you!"
"...well thenโ"
"we could have gone to fucking jail!" she yelled, pointing at him, "or you could have gone to jail, or something worse could have happened, orโ"
"relax, y/n," he shook his head, starting the car. Her words were definitely imbedded with some sort of worry, "I'm fine."
"yeah, but what if!"
the car's engine whirred to life, and he glanced behind her, putting an arm behind her seat. "forget the 'what ifs', I still can't believe you kissed me."
"what else was I supposed to do?" she sighed, giving herself a slap on her cheek, "I literally had no other option."
"I never said I was disappointed," he chuckled underneath his breath, licking his lips. His toes were vibrating, he could feel his heartbeat in his head, "we should do it again, sometime."
"haha," she rolled her eyes, "choi yeonjun actually liked the kiss? You're funny, haha!"
he drummed his fingers on the wheel, whistling as they approached a red light. He looked at her, his cheeks burning and his tongue dry. If he was capable of cracking jokes, he wasn't joking now. His heartbeat sounded like the loudest thing in that car.
"why would I lie about something like this when we almost got arrested, you dumb bitch?"
she stared at him blankly, blinking at him. "you fucker," she laughed in disbelief, managing to crack him up to, "are you confessing to me right now or insulting me at my face?"
he hummed, licking his lips. The tips of his hair were becoming damper and damper from the sweat, despite the fact that the car was air conditioned.
"why don't you kiss me again and I'll tell you the answer of that afterwards?"
"and risk getting pulled over and fined for the second time in the same night?"
he started the car as the light turned green, entering onto the highway and stepping on the accelerator.
"that's a risk I'm willing to take."
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Lavenderโs Blue
SUMMARY |ย You think youโve moved on since your boyfriend disappeared three years ago, but when Jaemin comes back to you, you realize heโd never actually left. In which you never stop loving the boy who smells of lavender and verbena and the summer rain at five in the morning.
ย PAIRING | na jaemin x reader
CATEGORY |ย florist!reader, ex-lovers au, angst + fluff
WORD COUNT | 10.2k
WARNINGS | none
SONG REC | Movement - Hozier
He came back to you in a dream.
The sun was warm, golden light shining through the rain-covered windows and dappling across the hardwood floor of your living room. You sat on the blue, flower-patterned window seat, staring out the window as the raindrops from the recent storm dripped, dripped, dripped down the glass, marking a trail through the slight fog.ย
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hating babies is an extremely disturbing thing to admit to. if you look at a human in the most vulnerable and dependant stage of it's life and become filled with rage, you are actually a fucking freak. get help.
i genuinely hate when people will make a long post and then put a tl;dr at the bottom that just says โgo back and read the fucking post itโs not that longโ LIKE,,,,,, TL;DRs ARE ACCESSIBILITY RESOURCES YOU ASSHOLES???? LITERALLY IN THE SAME VEIN AS IMAGE DESCRIPTIONS??????? you HONESTLY do not have to be such a fucking dick about it that you would take an accessibility resource and then twist it just so you can be passive aggressive, honey your neurotypical is showing
The Fondness of Finding Friendship
Thereโs a certain sort of love to be found in the friends which encourage your casual rambling because youโre happy; because these words are yours; because it is your nature And it is you who they are friends with; it is you they want to know; ย it is you they wish to be around
Thereโs a certain sort of love to be found in the friendship that exists between two individuals and the only reasoning ever needed given being โThat one. That human there, and all that they are. Friend. It has been declared.โ โI am far more comfortable as my honest self as opposed to anything else when we are in each other company.โ The willing choice to relax into a truly human creature because itโs far more comfortable to trust the other than to not. โThis one. This one is special! Why!? Because they are. For an impressive number of countless reasons, too.โ โThis person who I have dubbed Friend just as they did for me, I want them to keep me company, I wish to keep them company, while we both go about living our own livesโย Family with no need of blood ties to prove it
Thereโs a certain sort of love to be found in the friendship of your family. These people which youโre more yourself around than you could probably know, more yourself than you could be anywhere else, even if you tried. The people who love you unconditionally and conditionally; who love you as their kin and who love you for the person that you are. The people who always have been, and forever will be, different from the rest.
Thereโs a certain sort of love to be found in friendship that grows neither stronger nor farther apart when separated. Yet it remains just as vivid as it always has been, ready to be picked back up the instance they next meet.ย A friendship, while not invincible to time it certainly has the mettle to face it down.
Thereโs a certain sort of love to be found in a trio of friends that, regardless of how new the friendship is or how strong the bond has grown, seemingly refuse to let go of one another. A trio of friends that time, and time again defy the periods of radio static.ย Three friends who share a quietly unwavering friendship that no intends to let slip by any time soon because, simply, they like being friends. Friendship that doesnโt fear sitting in quiet for a while together, doesnโt fear taking its time becauseย โweโre here together now, we are happy just being together. Growth can come as it will.โ
Thereโs sincere platonic love to be found when realizing friendship.