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top 5 favorite things about jimin! <3
This is probably just going to be a hot mess of feelings, but you asked for it! ;)
1. I love that he’s tiny but has HUGE feelings and a HUGE heart. Tiny people who take up more space than they should because of how big they love and how much good they radiate mean a lot to me because that’s the kind of impression I always want to leave people with when they think of me.
2. I love that he’s open about both how much he loves other people and how much it means to him to know that other people love him too. That kind of openness about what he needs in order to feel loved is really inspiring, and I like that the other members give him that too. He likes presents and hugs and saying the words, “I love you,” and that’s not seen as something bad. In fact, it’s made the other members more open with their own affection and more apt to celebrate things like birthdays. I love that he likes attention and affection but it’s not seen as a fault or a failing. It’s just who he is, and it makes me feel better for liking both of those things too.
3. I love that when he cares about someone, he gives them everything he has. I cry pretty much every day about their trip to Malta and how deeply he wanted to make Tae feel better and did literally everything he could to try to make him smile—from taking him to all of the places he knew he’d like to holding him when he was crying to just standing and looking at the moon with him. He can be absolutely ridiculous when he’s falling off chairs and pulling cute faces, but it’s those moments when he’s at his softest and warmest that I absolutely know I picked the right one to be my favorite because he’s helped me really remember and embrace and fully show that side of me again after worrying that I’d lost it in the last year.
4. I love that he’s not afraid to talk about his struggles with perfectionism and how damaging it is, not just for him but for his relationships with the people around him. His quote about being negative toward himself making him negative toward other people has stayed with me, and it’s a lesson that I’m really glad he articulated for people who need it (aka me).
5. I love that no one else on Earth sounds or dances like him. His style is so fluid and graceful and completely otherworldly, and I never get tired of watching him onstage because he lights up when he performs.
Ask me my “TOP 5” anything!
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“Old as fuck might equal historical,” Patrick says on a laugh.
Thanks for playing everyone. :) It definitely helped get me back into this fic.
I just finished catching up with Schitt's Creek recently and I wanted to say 1) thank you so much for tagging things so well on this blog and 2) sorry for the bajillion posts I'm going to reblog from you lol. I'm so excited to get to experience S6 live with the fandom!
aww thank you! i’m glad you appreciate the tagging. and don’t be sorry at all. reblog away!
getting to experience new content with everyone else is so much fun--glad you’re here for it. only 87 days to go...
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oh cool, I get to send love to my favorite person on this earth. Thanks, anon ♥️
1.) Leah is my bee, my bumblebae. She is my better half, my soulmate. I am v grateful that the universe brought us together almost a decade ago.
2.) Even if she doesn’t share a fandom/interest with you, she’ll still listen to you if you need to talk about it. I can’t tell you how many times I need a safe space to yell about a tv show or otp that she’s never heard of/watched/cared about, and she just lets me talk her ears off.
3.) Leah is resilient in a way that I can never do justice with words. No matter what is put in her way, whether it’s real life or fandom or sports, she never lets anything keep her down. She takes her time to feel her feelings and then she moves on. I admire that so very much about her.
send me “@” + a url and i will have to say 3 nice things about that url
I would love if you did the “Is that my shirt?” from the four word prompts post, that sounds like fun.
For you and the anon who asked!
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“Is that my shirt?”
Sherlock jumped, spinning on the kitchen linoleum, the spatula in his hand splattering pepper-flecked olive oil on a cupboard door.
John stood in the doorway, hip leaning against the frame, his arms crossed and eyebrow quirked.
Sherlock’s cheeks burned. “What are you doing here?” he asked, trying to distract. “You have another class at 10.”
John smirked, pushing off the doorjamb and ambling toward him. “Cancelled,” he replied, nodding down at Sherlock’s mobile on the table. “I text you.”
“Oh,” Sherlock said, lowering the spatula to the plate beside the stove. “I didn’t see it.”
“Clearly,” John teased, chuckling when Sherlock glared. “Do you always cook in my laundry?”
“It’s clean,” Sherlock mumbled, plucking at the oversized white t shirt, a souvenir from the LGBT Society charity car wash two summers ago, ‘Scrub-a-Dub Studs’ printed in bold rainbow letters down the front.
Irene had been very proud.
“Fine.” John stepped in front of him, tugging at the half-unravelled hem. “Do you always cook in my clean clothes?”
“No,” Sherlock muttered, turning around to escape the glinting blue gaze. “I thought it was mine.”
John hummed quizzically, peering over Sherlock’s shoulder as he tested the yolks of the crackling eggs. “You thought an old Fruit-of-the-Loom crewneck in my drawer was yours?” he mused, and Sherlock bit down hard on his lip, battling back a smile.
“I hadn’t had my coffee.”
“Ah,” John said, right hand settling on Sherlock’s hip through his plaid pajama trousers, Sherlock’s glance instinctively drawn down, his eyes lifting again to find the blue flame under his frying pan extinguished.
He frowned, reaching for the dial to find John’s hand already there, pulling away to settle on the opposite side of Sherlock’s waist.
“I think it can wait,” John breathed into his neck, chapped lips just grazing the skin, and Sherlock closed his eyes, tightening his grip on the spatula and mostly suppressing a shiver.
“It’ll get cold,” he contested, voice creaking on the last syllable as John glanced a kiss across a vertebra.
“You can reheat it.” He slipped a finger under the hem of the shirt, tickling slow circles against the taut skin over Sherlock’s hip.
Sherlock swallowed. “Then they’ll be overcooked.”
“Then I’ll eat those and you can make fresh ones.”
“So this is all a ploy to steal my breakfast?”
“Yes,” John answered, spinning him around by the waist as Sherlock laughed, “I’m trying to seduce you for two fried eggs.”
“Shameless,” Sherlock tutted, giggling against John’s mouth as he pulled him down into a kiss, teeth pinching a punishment on his bottom lip for the insubordination, and then John’s presence disappeared entirely, Sherlock’s eyes fluttering open just as the whole world jerked. “John!?” he exclaimed, muscled arms clamping down over his hamstrings as he was slung over John’s shoulder, chest bouncing against his back. “Put me down! You’re gonna drop me!”
“Never,” John said, mockingly sincere, and Sherlock tightened his torso, trying to stretch up enough to glare into the man’s face.
“Aren’t you supposed to beat me over the head with your club first?” he grumbled as John started out the door, stride unhindered by the added weight.
“I think ‘club’ is a bit generous”—he shrugged, Sherlock grabbing fistfuls of his shirt in terror as he wobbled—“but I’m certainly not going to argue.”
Sherlock laughed in spite of himself, jabbing a fist into John’s side. “That’s not what I mea- AH!” He hit the bed hard, giggling helplessly as he bounced against the rumpled duvet, John tumbling after him in a tangle of fingers and lips.
Who didn’t love breakfast for lunch?
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☕️ dance/dancing
How do I feel about dance and dancing? That’s been a question I’ve spent the better part of a year trying to answer, to be honest, and I think I’m getting closer to figuring it out. Leaving the dance studio where I learned and taught for 28 years this year was one of the hardest decisions of my life, and part of me is still working through it. It was the right choice; after being away from it I’ve come to see just how toxic and damaging so many of the people in that area of my life had been for me for so many years. But stepping away from the thing that defined me even before writing did was HARD. I thought that if I wasn’t dancing at a studio or making money from teaching, I wasn’t a dancer anymore. I took it off all of my social media profiles and About Me pages. I put my tap shoes away for almost a full year. And that was completely the wrong way to handle that.
I’m starting to realize now that I’m always going to be a dancer. That’s not something that stops just because I’m not doing it in a formal way. I’m always going to walk in time to whatever music is in the background or in my headphones. I’m always going to shake my shoulders and jump around when I hear a song that makes me want to move. I’m always going to tap in my kitchen or when I’m bored waiting in line for something. And I’m thankful for that. I have a tendency to try to cut out parts of me when I’m trying to move on from an experience I know I’ll never go back to, but this one I don’t think I can cut out. And that’s good. I’m a dancer, and I’m always going to love dancing. It took me almost a full year to say that, so thanks for giving me the chance bb.
send me a ☕️ and a topic and i’ll talk about how i feel about it
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I am SO EXCITED to get to say nice things about you!
You have the kindest heart, bb. You have this innate way of making other people feel welcome and supported and less alone. And it's because you approach things from a really grounded place; it's just part of your entire vibe, and it's something that someone like me needs in friendships more than I can say. Sharing fandoms with you is the best because your enthusiasm and joy are always contagious, and I know whenever I get a text or a DM from you it's going to make me smile. Being friends with you for more than 10 years now and getting to share so many good memories is one of the best things fandom has ever done for me, and I mean that sincerely. You're one of the pillars of my found fandom family, and I'm so glad we found each other.
Mutuals send me a ❤️ & I’ll compliment you.