#insecure

He stood there in the mirror, pulling at his waistline. He'd look, then turn, silently staring at his stomach before turning again, trying to suck it in this time.

Simon had been worried something like this would happen.

"Si, where are you baby?" He heard his wife call, hearing her feet padding down the hallway.

He scrambled to pull his shirt back on over his head, wedging it on and around his shoulders, only able to get it halfway before Y/N pushed open the door to their bedroom.

"There you are." She hummed, walking over to him.

Shoutout if you say sorry to everything

shoutout if you have trouble speaking for yourself

shoutout if you overthink

shoutout if you snap for no reason

shoutout if you use neopronouns

shoutout if you don’t use pronouns

shoutout if youre part of the lgbtqai+

shoutout if youre trying your best

shoutout if you can’t handle every day life

shoutout if you don’t fit in your body/species

shoutout if you made it through yesterday <3

Adding more because it made me so happy to read through the comments and reblogs :3

shoutout if you’re 1 minute clean

shoutout if you successfully made it out of a abusive household/relationship

shoutout if you’re stuck in a abusive household/relationship

shoutout if you can’t communicate your needs

shoutout if you can’t love anybody in a romantic way

shoutout if you don’t know your gender/sexuality

shoutout if people don’t understand how your brain works

shoutout if you’re disabled

shoutout if you’re a person of color

shoutout if you don’t fit into stereotypes

shoutout if you do fit into stereotypes

shoutout if you love to fast

shoutout if you made it out of bed this morning

shoutout if you ate some food today

shoutout if youre hydrated right now

shoutout if youre trying your best to take care of your self <3

"growing up ugly is soo bad"

Growing up? I'm LIVING ugly

Includes: Gojo, Nanami, Megumi, Sukuna, Toji

Hip Dips: Gojo

You stand in the mirror running your hands over your hips. You were wearing the most stunning dress ever, it was red with sparkles and glitter and wrapped around your body snug. But you couldn’t shake this feeling.

“Babbbbbbyyyyyyyy, are you ready yet?” The cheerful voice of your gorgeous husband echoed through the room. Gojo leaned against the door jaw to the floor. “w-wow, you look so gorgeous” he stutters as he speaks.

A smile creeps onto your face “thanks… ‘jo do I look stupid in this dress” you watch his face intently for an answer. “Pfffffft, NO why would you think that” he walks over wrapping his arms around your waist.

“My hip dips make this look bad” your voice is quieter, more vulnerable. Gojo pauses for a second, “hip dips? Are they the dips in your hips?” His breath tickling your ear. You nod.

“I always thought they looked nice, why don’t you like them?” He hugs you a bit tighter. “I don’t know, I just— never like…. liked them. No one growing up had them and sometimes people would make fun of me” your voice cracks.

Gojo frowns he caresses your cheek. “My sweet baby” he kiss your cheek. “They’re all lying, I know a lot of people with waist dips— no butt dips what are they called?”.

“Hip dips, they’re called hip dips”

“Sorry, I’m pretty sure a lot people have them” he pulls out his phone showing you pictures of models and celebrities.

“Even though they’re not as pretty as you, they still have hip dips”. He smilies. That makes you smile. It is so contagious. “Thanks love, I think I’m ready to go know”.

“Come on let’s go” his hand intertwines with yours guiding you away.

Thick thighs: Nanami

Nanami has always been a huge softie. He never raised his voice, his hand or anything of that matter.

It’s late at night rain is pouring outside, the soft trickle streaks your windows, the thunder rumbles. Your snuggles up next to Nanami, his hands resting on your thighs. A blanket covering you both.

“Sweetheart you’re shivering, I’ll go get another blanket” Nanami grabs you another blanket wrapping you like a burrito, pulling you onto his lap.

“Those tiny shorts aren’t helping your case love, You’ll get cold.” His voice is gentle and soothing you could dive into it. “Stop looking at my legs like that” a faint blush appearing on your cheeks, as you try and push his face away.

“I was just looking….” His hand gently squeezes one of your thighs. Your thighs were thick, you hated them but he absolutely LOVED them, sometimes squeezing them or laying his head onto your lap.

“I really like your thighs they’re my favourite” he smiles into the back of your neck. “Why though? You always say that Ken, but..” you sigh, great you ruined another happy moment with him.

“Because I love you, and I really like them they’re soft and squishy and they smell like you. I don’t know why you don’t like them” his voice is quiet, barely above a whisper. A lump starts forming in your throat. “b-but they’re thicker than your head, it’s so gross” you let out a chocked sob, covering your face woth your hands.

He squeezes you tight into a hug. “Don’t say that about my wife. Shes beautiful. I love thick thighs. Thicker than my head? Even better” his hand tans along your hair while the other tracing soft circles on your back.

You stop crying, looking up at him. He smiles kissing your forehead. “Say it with me; i love my thighs” that makes you smile. “I love my thighs” your voice soft. He squeezes you tight, nuzzling his face into your neck. “See my wife IS beautiful”.

Thin body type: Megumi

Megumi never talked much around others, he opened up to you a bit but he preferred to listen to you ramble on. He’d watch the way your mouth moves, your eyebrows going crazy and hands flying aeound as you gesture. It was his favourite.

You were showing him some pictures from when you were a teenager. “This is when I went to the mall with my friends, it was really fun. It was the first time I had gone anywhere alone without like an adult” you countinue showing him all the pictures.

He nodded along. Eventually you put your phone down and snuggle up to him. “My teenage years were nice. But I swear I look the same”. Your voice is quiet, a strange type of quiet.

“hmm, You look different to me” you look up at Megumi. “You’re taller, stronger and healthier, and isnt that what matters?”. He asks softly, wanting an answer, waiting for you to say something back. All the air in your lung gets caught in your throat.

“I- I guess” thats all you can choke out — a quiet stutter. “You guess? Is there something else that your thinking off” his voice is soft, it was so calm and just unforgettable.

You sigh. “I’m just feeling a bit sad, or more insecure” it felt weird saying it out loud it kinda made you cringe, nothing could get you use to the feeling of talking about how you were feeling. “I was always so skinny and it made me feel ugly, everyone aeound me had curves, thighs, and they looked strong and healthy like they could defend themselves or do hard things. Then there was just me.”

Megumi sits up and pulls you onto his lap. He Higgs you tight. “Please don’t say that. Your not ugly, your the most beautiful person ever. A lot of people don’t like that they have curves, did you know that?”. His voice is gentle and caring lile he wants you to know.

“Why would anyone want that?”

“Because they find it beautiful. Like how I find you beautiful”

You smile.

“I love the way you look, the sound of your voice and your smile. That’s why I always watch you”.

You giggle “You sound creepy”.

Megumi shrugs a bit, his usually stoic face fading, the outer corner of his lips turning upwards.

“I’ll accept that. But seriously y/n, i dont want you to feel like your ugly, your beautiful— the prettiest person ever even if you think your not, believe me you most definitely are”.

Small Ass: Sukuna

Sukuna was mean, though hus words were all bark no bite. On rare occasions he would be soft and gentle. But during se—. Okay anyway, you guys had a good relationship.

Sukuna is sprawled on the couch playing video games, your scrolling on your phone. You’re just going through your own insta story.

You zoom in on a photo of you, it’s full body your standing next to sukuna smiling tilited sideways. You think uo yourself, why don’t I have an ass? Sukuna glances at you.

“Watcha doin, brat”

“Looking at my instagram”

He pauses his game looks over at the photo. “Thats when we went to the beach.”

You nod. “Do you like this photo?” Let’s see if Sukuna says anything.

“Yeh it’s a good photo, why?” He stares you down intently. “I know why”. He pulls you close. “Why do you have to think like this doll”.

Sukuna senses it, it quite creepy to be honest.

You stiffen, not knowing what to do or say. “Im sorry I—“ he cuts you off.

“Don’t be”.

He holds you close to his chest, dragging his finger across the side of your body. The heat of his body bundling you up. It was comforting and safe.

“So you gonna tell me, hm”. There’s comfortable silence for a minute.

“I just don’t like how my butt looks”. Your voice is quiet, if there was a clock ticking he couldn’t have heard it.

“Your ass looks fine doll, I don’t know why you’re so worried. Plus you cant even see it, I look at your ass all day and I think it looks perfect.”

A small chuckle escapes your lips. “It looks weird in photos”.

“Weird it looks normal to me, your eyes are to critical”. He sighs. “You need to love yourself more doll. I will always always love you but you gotta love yourself more doll”.

“I’ll try”.

“Atta girl” he kisses the top of your forehead.

Small chest: Toji

Toji was complicated. He wouldn’t say he loved you, but he sure as hell showed it. Every chance he got he would wrap his arms around your waste and one hand traveled up to your boobs to squeeze them. It was his thing.

You were finishing up, putting the plates at the table. Today by far was the worst day ever, you got your period and stained another white bedsheet. You broke your favourite mug. Your phones dead and the charger is broken. Couldn’t get worse from there.

You heard the door click and unlock. “I’m home” Toji walks in, your sitting at the table. “Dinners ready”. Toji grins walking up to you, gently tugging at your cheeks. “Awwww happened a bad day?” He teases you. You smack his hand away. “Sit an eat”.

He shakes his head. Anger boiling inside you, you are going to explode. “I SAID TO SIT AND EAT STOP BOTHERING ME” you stand from your chair it skidding on the floor. Toji’s smile doesnt falter. “Whi do you think you are yelling at me hm?” He leans in close. “You dont sound that loud when im pounding int—“ you cover his mouth. His hand sneaks up the side of your body.

“Toji stop”.

“Awww why?” He leans in closed his hand not moving any higher. “Whats wrong?” He teases.

You push his face away from mine, as you turn away. “Just stop”.

“You never cared before, hm”. He’s smiling his stupid smile. Hus hands continue moving up, as they pass over your boobs he gives them a squeeze and the countinue up to your jaw. He tilts your chin up to look at him.

“Come on don’t hide love”.

“Just stop” your try and push him away. He picks you up , sitting on a chair and pulling you onto his lap. “Whats wrong? You don’t seem happy, hmm” his hot breath tickling your ear.

“Just had a bad day……”

“Don’t lie, theres more too it”.

You hated how he could read you like a book.

“Nothing”.

“Come on don’t be like that”.

Silent pause.

“Fine, Just don’t feel good” he listens silently. You explain how your day was just bad, and you were feeling just a bit insecure about your boobs. I mean looking at other peoples boobs all day didn’t help.

“They’re just small” you can feel your eyes FOING glossy as you say that.

“Theyre squishy and nice. Perfect. Idk what your tlaking about” he snuggles into the back of your neck.

“Let’s have dinner”