Ateez Reaction To: You Randomly Lay In Their Lap

Your daily reminders.

~♡~ you are enough 🥺

~♡~ you are lovable 💕

~♡~ you are safe ⛑

~♡~ you are wanted ✔

~♡~ you are strong 💪

~♡~ you are doing amazing 🥰

cant help but think about how they’d all take their turns with u <3 just them filling you up again and again one by one until you’re a stuttering mess <3 you’d be so helpless and would just let them do whatever they want with you because at the end of the day, you’re just a brainless whore who is eager to please them in any way they want <3

something that my therapist taught me that really helped me have more self compassion was the concept of an inner child (please note this is not the same as having different personality states)

when I'm having a hard time with my mental health I often have a lot of negative self talk and struggle to look after myself but when I imagine telling a young version of myself the things I tell myself now, I can't.

beating myself up about a mistake? it's alright, we make mistakes and we can learn from this.

struggling to get out of bed? just try for 10 minutes, watch YouTube or listen to music and if you can't stay up we can go back to bed for a bit and try again later

need to do eat something but can't find motivation? I wouldn't let them go hungry so I'll grab a snack while I make something

need to do chores but feel like I can't? let myself dance to taylor swift and do as much as I can, maybe offer a reward afterwards.

I've found it's so much harder to be hard on myself when I imagine I'm saying those things to younger me. in an ideal world I would be kind to current myself but if I can't? I'll be kind to the six year old version of me who deserves to be looked after and cherished and told they're important. when I can't bring myself to do something for me I'll do it for them.

Why are you so sensitive? (Choi San imagine)

Genre: Cute, fluff imagine

Word count: Unknown

Gif is mine

You were watching a movie with your boyfriend, San. It was a Saturday night. After a very difficult week, a day off was everything you needed.

You two were sitting on the living room's couch and his hands were around you. You were hugging each other tightly and you were both watching tv carefully.

San didn't want to miss anything, so he were not talking to you. "San, would you like me to bring some pop corn?", you asked him, but he did not answer. "San!", you shouted and he turned his head to face you. "What, baby? Did you say anything?", he asked.

His ignorance made you very angry. You were so mad at him, because of his answer. You made the decision to go to the kitchen and you left him alone. You took the bowl of pop corn with you and you went back to the living room. You sat next to San and you started cuddling with him again.

You were watching a thriller and you could not help but being scared every time the screen was showing something scary. You were so terrified that the bowl fell on the floor. The living room's floor were now full of pop corn.

You looked at San with sorry eyes. It was time for him to be angry. "I fixed the floor an hour ago!", San complained. "Sorry...", you said in a pitty way and he stood up. He brought a broom. He cleaned and he sat next to you after finishing.

"Are you mad at me?", you asked him softly. "No!", he said in a mad way. You were sure that he was lying. The tone of his voice was really serious and angry. You were talking to him for a while and he was ignoring you again.

You wanted to cry. What had you done to him to deserve this kind of reaction? You left him alone again and he didn't know why you were doing this. "Where are you going?", he shouted. You didn't answer and you went to your shared bedroom.

San was following you, while he was full of curiosity. You fall on the bed and you started crying. "Baby, what happened? Are you Ok?", San asked and he sat next to you. "What have I done to you and you are treating me like that?", you said, while you were crying.

"I am really sorry! I am really sorry I made you feel so bad! I was overreacting! It is my fault, sweetheart!", he said and he put his hands on your cheeks.

"Why are you so sensitive?", he said and he smiled at you. "I don't know... It's... It's just...", you said, but he stopped you. "It's just you, baby! And I love you to the moon and back!", he said and he kissed you.

The end

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“Anxiety happens when you think you have to figure out everything all at once. Breathe. You’re strong. You’ve got this. Take it day by day.”

— Karen Salmansohn.

Today, my therapist was talking about how the smallest bits of self-care — even making yourself a mug of warm tea — are a way of recognizing your own worth, and how meaningful they are when you really dislike yourself. “After all,” she said, “I don’t know about you, but I don’t often make tea for people I hate.”

And that really hit me, especially because I’m an acts-of-service kind of person and tea is one of my go-to ways to show people that I’m thinking about them, care about them, and hope their day could be a little better. So maybe when I make tea for myself, I’m saying that to myself, too, that I’m thinking of my own needs, caring for myself, and trying to make my day a little better. 

And that’s really important to me because a lot of days I struggle to do basic things to keep myself going and just feel like I’m self-destructive, only ever making things worse… but most days I still manage to make myself a mug of tea or two. And it’s good to know that that matters. 

jimin in jungkook’s gcfs: tokyo + saipan

lmao people mock fanfiction but when u think about it some people manage to create novel-length stories that are extremely well written without getting paid and they do it on top of school and work and everything else in their lives just because they love to write and they love the original story or the people they write about like im pretty sure that’s more productive than being the person who is just sat there laughing at it all

{5:23PM} nsfw

The muscle underneath you flexed and you fell forward from the friction against your core. You whimpered, head lulling before your forehead collided with a shoulder.

“Oh,” Yunho cooed, hands massaging your rear as they coaxed your hips front to back. “Does that feel good?”

You nodded as you kept your face in the crook of his neck. Your grip on his arms tightened as you felt yourself wobble as you tried to reposition yourself on his thigh.

One of his hands rose to begin patting the back of your head. He flexed his thigh again and you responded immediately. His lips pressed into your temple and he grinned against your skin. “Can I get some words, hm?”

You swallowed and nodded slowly. You started to speak but your words faded into moans as your core made one long stride over his leg.

“Hey, look at me,” Yunho pushed you off his shoulder and guided you to lift your head, hand supporting your neck. He smiled as he took in your rosy cheeks and blissed out face. His hand at your bum urged you to move faster. “Can you tell me how good you feel, princess?”

You heaved a breath. “So good,” you replied quietly. It wasn’t much but it was enough to appease him. He chuckled.

“That’s my girl,” Yunho praised. “Now cum on my thigh. I know you want to.”

Hoshi: Wonu, when with Junhui, are you the big spoon or little spoon?

Wonwoo: I'm always a knife.

Jun: No. He's the chopsticks.

Woozi: the fuck is that supposed to mean.