#IM SORY I JUST LOVE THIS MOMENT I THINK ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME

[kdawg777]

Existential Crisis no.3718

I seem to have this part of me that loves to dig deeper in this thing I'm playing out called life. I find this to be a natural thing, given its such a complex experience. I sometimes feel as though that when I go through this process I’m contradicting my idea of being in the present moment and placing my faith in whatever plan this lifetime already had in store for me far before I was even put into this nonsense of a place. Don’t the wise push us to question everything though? I guess it doesn’t really matter since I do so regardless. I travel through the ebbs and flows of this life shit and it constantly leaves me in a state of disastrous wonder. I feel so compelled to aggressively shake and wake everyone the fuck up, that sounds intense im sure. Seriously though sometimes the surface level bullshit we as a society fixate on the daily is ridiculous to me, like who seriously GIVES AN ACTUAL FLYING FUCK?! Were walking fucking weird ass variables on a cool, yet fucked up fucking planet, and the shit we place our concern into, has to possibly be some of the least mattering things on this entire place. Maybe I take this experience too seriously or not serious enough, fuck if i know? It’s not like living comes with an instruction manual. Honestly though, who am I to speak upon such a matter, I have fucking anxiety fueled thoughts that make me wonder if im walking the right way?? Seriously, what. the. fuck. Anyways, I seriously wish I could have conversations like this with people that wouldn’t raise any concern on my mental health or think i’m a weirdo, because first of all, im simply recognizing the reality of what it’s like to be a soul in a human fucking sack. Shits weird. I need to surround myself with like minded people, except they all do drugs and unfortunately I’ve fucked my brain up with those one too many times. I can’t tell if I envy or pity people who’ve managed to find sanity in the security of their closed minds. Maybe sanity is overrated. I’m not saying im not grateful for being born in an age that is beyond convenient but fuck It’s a place filled with literal bleak minded robots, so it feels pretty fucking lonely. I don’t mean to be a bitch or anything but I sincerely don’t give a fuck about whatever superifical bullshit you’re putting yourself through, to make you feel validated in feeling sory for yourself as if you don’t already do that ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Humans suck, truly. That’s literally coming from one, so I don’t believe it to get any more real than that. I just want to know what possible reason or reasons I could have left myself to have to come back to this place, what karmic BS did I leave for this life to have to resolve. Am I dissociating? Or experiencing derealization or depersonalization or worse.. All of the above? Hahaha FUCK!

#existential despair #existential thoughts #existential crisis #existential questions #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #existence #innerbeing #inner monologue #lost in my mind #poetry #spilled poetry #spirituality

[ah-kasuna]

Yo i dont ship them at least not seriously but im curious what makes u love them and id love to read ur opinion + isnt their age gap a problem for u?( its not an insult, i just want to know ur point of view) /talkin about Sasodei, a o kim by innym

And I’d love to share it, so yeah, it’s my OTP since like 2012 and the long I ship them, the more I find em made for each other, I’ve rewatched their anime scenes and manga moments like 1376456614 times and analysed all of it like hell to get to this point. Their age gap isn’t a problem as long as Deidara is already “legal” and grown enough to decide about who he wants to eventually touch him in romantic way, that’s 1st one, 2nd one is I don’t think Sasori would ever try to touch him, because for me it was absolutely platonic love by his side, as he didn’t even had a human body able to feel. If it ever happend, I think Deidara would be the one to want it, but again Sori would not touch him with single finger this way until he bout 18yo. He’d never do anything that could hurt him. I’ve personally seen in my close friends relationship with about this age gap and it was nothing violent, just a normal care of each other n things, as they both was caring for each other and treating with love, and first of all, grown enough. And what makes me love them is simple, they have an obvious chemistry (which Kishimoto long time ago admitted by himself, he used to say in one of reviews that he was about to make them even more obvoius ship, but it didn't worked with shonen jump in some way). They care about each other, they love to discuss and “argue”(not really in bad way), share their art with each other, which was many times shown in the story. And they’re only ones  really being able to understand another, even if they were so different. 

Also, as I write them, I always make Deidara at least 20yo or Sasori under 30 to make this more comfortable. Most of my ff’s are AUs, but I always keep their characters and art passion. So yeah, that’s basically what I think.

PS To make it clear, I have been a victim of pedophilia, so I am aware what is it about, and I don’t feel like SasoDei has a thing to do with it. 

PS II And one more about canonic world - we are talking about the case relatable to any “undead” character and a human, like for ex Adventure Time’s Bubblegum and Marcelline, so it is a bit different from regular relationship

#sasodei #personal

[ascendandt]

got tagged by @bliindferret :) sory i missed the first one of these u tagged me in >_< i literally forgot about it until just now

1. Name/nickname: emily but i also dont care what u call me. im completely ambivalent to my name

2. Gender: lots

3. Zodiac: libra (blinks cutely)

4. Height: 5’5 last time i checked

5. Time at this moment: 3:50 pee em

6. Birthday: october 5

7. Favorite band: changes all the time honestly. its currently yes and abba though

8. Favorite solo artist: UH. nothing is coming to mind

9. Song in my head: the song from the beginning of joseph and the technicolour dreamcoat -_-;

10. Last movie: the first purge for movie night with my friends. it was fine.

11. Last show: btvs im watching it with my parents

12. When I created this blog: i remade to here mid 2018 but ive had tumblr since iwas 11 you figure out what year that was

13. What I post: (on a lounge eating grapes) whatever suits my fancy

14. Last thing I googled: verb agreement strategies but i did not absorb anything i learned at all. so much for my conlang

15. Other blogs: my art blog @ grirnoires :) and my oc blog @ 1f56fb but thats not as exiting

16. Do I get asks: not usually. i get like one every few months i guess

17. Following: 891 :)

18. Why I chose my url: i wanted a pretentious one word url but all the usual misspellings kinnies use were taken so i tried one that i do alot personally and here we are. im very attached to it now actually

19. Lucky number: i dont have one but its 7

20. Followers: 300 something

21. Average hours of sleep: 6 usually

22. Instruments: violin and clarinet which tells a lot about me as a person i tihnk. i also can sing does that count as an instrument

23. What I’m wearing: white tshirt with little strawberries on it and my fuzzy pink cat pants :) it was cold this morning

24. Dream job: i dont want a job!!!!!!!!!!! in a perfect world id be a historian or a linguist though

25. Favorite food: pull apart cheesebread my beloved...

26. Nationality: canadian

27. Favorite song: heaven on their minds jesus christ superstar -_-

28. Last book: besides the one im reading rn its les mis but im only halfway through.....i should borrow it from the library again at some point

29. Three fictional universes to live in: pern just becuase id love to suffer under the feudal system. i know it says three but i cant think of anything else

i tag anybody who wants to do it :) u can say i asked u to. or not im not in charge of you

[pandawritespoorly]

And: Chapter 2 - Without

Author’s Note: Thank you all so much for your patience again! I meant to have this up on Tuesday, but between school finally starting back up, and getting back into the habit of regular updates, it just didn't happen. I promise I wasn't disappearing again!

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Marinette sits up when she hears a notification from that app. She and Chat had found a messaging app that they could both use without revealing their identities, and had been using it to communicate without having to transform.

It was already hard enough to sneak away for attacks, they didn’t need to make it more complicated.

It’s just a quiet study hour in the library, and she’s alone, so she pulls out her phone.

 Cat Boy: hey bug

Cat Boy: weird question

Cat Boy: do you

Cat Boy: do u think that i weigh 2 much

 Little Lady: no!

Little Lady: not at all kitty

Little Lady: underneath all that armor and magic leather im pretty sure your waist is the same size as mine

Little Lady: if anything you dont weigh enough

Little Lady: im bringing snacks on patrol

Little Lady: this is non negotiable

Little Lady: text me ur favorites

Little Lady: but later. what brought this on

 Cat Boy: just civilian stuff

Cat Boy: i know i’m not overweight

Cat Boy: but seeing the numbers andstuff all the time it can kind of stick in ur head you know

Cat Boy: and then u start thinking about it

Cat Boy: and it sticks around longer

 Little Lady: and then it’s taken root

 Cat Boy: yeah

 Little Lady: then we have some weeding to do >:(

 Cat Boy: :)

Cat Boy: thanks bug

 Little Lady: not a problem

---

Little Lady: do i do enough

Little Lady: like

Little Lady: all of this

Little Lady: is it good enough

Little Lady: paris and the kwamis and the akumas and hakwmoth

Little Lady: shouln’t I have fixed all of this bu now

Little Lady: it’s what im here for

Little Lady: but theres sill so much wrong and i feel like im not enough right to cancel it all out

Little Lady: and i just

Little Lady: i feel so bad

Little Lady: but half the time i dont even kno what i fel bad about u kno

Little Lady: i jsut fell bad

Little Lady: abuto evryting

Little Lady: o goodenss it 3 am

Little Lady: sory

Little Lady: ignreo tihs

 Cat Boy: bug

Cat Boy: breathe

Cat Boy: five things you see

 Little Lady: pilwo phonoe tiki cieling um

Little Lady: blankt

 Cat Boy: four things you feel

 Little Lady: bed

Little Lady: pilow hair sheets

 Cat Boy: three things you hear

 Little Lady: cars wind and keyboadr clicks

 Cat Boy: two things you smell

 Little Lady: the candle i had burning and bread

 Cat Boy: bread?

 Little Lady: bakery nearby

 Cat Boy: oh okay

Cat Boy: one thing you taste

 Little Lady: cookies

 Cat Boy: there we go

 Little Lady: thank you

 Cat Boy: no problem

Cat Boy: do u want to talk

 Little Lady: later. maybe on patrol?

Little Lady: i’m tired. haven’t slept all weekend

 Cat Boy: …

Cat Boy: bug it’s MONDAY

Cat Boy: wait no

Cat Boy: TUESDAY

Cat Boy: go to bed

 Little Lady: goodnight kitty

 Cat Boy: gn littlebug

 Today 9:32 AM

 Little Lady: hey! im not that much shorter than you!

Little Lady: >:(((

--- 

“Are you sure, Lila?” Adrien asks, a frown creasing his face. “That doesn’t sound like something Marinette would do.”

“Well I-”

“My dude’s right,” Nino agrees, “That doesn’t sound like Nette at all.”

Adrien watches Marinette brighten quietly as the rest of the class comes to her defense. They all believe Lila still, yes, he’s not going to let the liar turn them on their Everyday Ladybug. Not on his watch.

After class, the dark haired girl approaches him. She gives him a soft hug, whispering a quiet ‘thank you’.

---

“Adrien,” Marinette calls.

The blond stops, turning. “Hey, Marinette. Did you need something?”

She shakes her head, giving a small smile, holding out a paper bag. “You were gone all morning for that photoshoot. I thought you might be hungry.”

Adrien freezes, staring at her in shock.

After a moment, she cringes, looking away. “B-but um, if you aren’t-”

He shakes his head, realizing his mistake. “No! No! Thank you so much! I just- You surprised me.” He gives her a grateful smile, trying to keep himself from crying. “I- that- I wasn’t expecting this. You’re wonderful, Marinette, really.”

She blushes violently as he takes the bag, digging into the pastries with a smile.

“I don’t usually remember lunch after shoots, so…”

She stares at him in horror. “That’s it,” she declares, “I’m bringing you lunch now. Everyday. No matter what.”

“How much? I’ll pay-”

“No, Adrien, we’re friends. You don’t need to pay me. Maman is always saying how she thinks you need to eat more anyways, so my parents would probably just give you free food if you so much as glanced in the window. I’m just making their dreams come true.”

He laughs, and she takes a moment to appreciate such a carefree look on the busy model’s face.

He’s happy.

That’s good.

---

Cat Boy: u okay bug

Cat Boy: u seemed upset today

 Little Lady: im fine

Little Lady: just

Little Lady: tired

Little Lady: i should probably go now class will start soon

 Cat Boy: okay

Cat Boy: if you say so

 Adrien tries not to let his worry for his partner show as he slips his phone into his pocket and makes his way to Bustier’s class.

The battle was easy - Ladybug didn’t even need her Lucky Charm - but Cataclysm had been a requirement for this particular fight, so he hadn’t had time afterwards to check in with his friend.

He’s never good at focusing when he’s worried.

Nino slings an arm around him as they meet up on their way to class.

“Hey dude, um, I hope you don’t mind sitting with Nette today. She’s pretty wiped out - Al’s said she said somethin’ about a big commission? I dunno’, but we figure the less high up she is, the better, so I’m takin’ her seat today so she can go ground level.”

“Oh that’s fine! Is she okay?”

Nino gestures at the girl as they enter. She’s slumped forward, making her already small form even smaller, and while her sketchbook is out, the page is blank, and her pencil isn’t anywhere to be seen. There’s a to-go cup of coffee in the corner of the desk, and her head rests on her hand, her eyes staring blankly forward, unresponsive.

Adrien winces. “Goodness.”

“Yeah…” Nino shakes his head, then heads towards the girl’s usual seat. “You take care of her, alright?”

Adrien nods, sliding into his usual seat. “Hey, Mari,” he greets softly.

She straightens, blinking a few times before turning to face him with a weak smile. “Hey.”

“You feeling alright?”

She doesn’t get a chance to respond before Ms. Bustier walks in and class starts.

The lesson feels slow. Between Marinette and Ladybug, Adrien has the urge to hug someone and tell them that they’re okay, and that they’re good.

Both girls, at this point. The look in Marinette’s eyes is the same as Ladybug’s when she’s overworking herself to avoid thinking about something. The nights when he sees her patrolling even though she isn’t scheduled and he has to transform to go talk her into resting. The fights where she throws herself at akumas less thoughtfully, more brash. The post-battle interviews where her answers are slightly delayed, her eyes endlessly tired.

So when class is finally over, Adrien puts a gentle hand on her shoulder to keep her from going. Once everyone has filed out, he gives a small, worried smile.

“Are you feeling okay, Marinette?”

“I’m fine.”

“Marinette.”

She hesitates, her eyes straying from his to stare at nothing in particular. “I’m fine, Adrien, really. I’m just… just tired.”

“The coffee probably isn’t helping,” he teases.

“The coffee is my lifeblood.” She smirks, then sighs. “But I’m more than just sleep-tired.”

“Oh.”

She stands, gathering her things. “But thank you. For asking. And for caring.”

“Not a problem.” He hands her her sketchbook. “You deserve it.”

She looks at the sketchbook, then at his smile, and gives a genuine one of her own. “Yeah. Yeah I do.”

---

Author’s Note: Next (and final) chapter will be up sometime next week! I'll try to post weekly one-shots until I have A Shy 'Sparrow' fully written, and then I'll put that on a regular schedule.

Thank you all so much! Have a lovely day and stay safe! 💞

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#miraculous ladybug #and #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #good friends #good partners #partners support each other #tired marinette dupain cheng #hurt/comfort #fanfic

[kyuriart]

Ok I kinda neet to talk about it, so Sakura right? The super smart girl with the fist of hulk, this little sunshine that some of us love. I've paired her with Sasuke and Naruto and I really like both ships I even did a post about it but, but my brain kinda went on and on and on, and, I got thinking.

So this beautiful girl has left behind for his team mates, like I know I love both of them too but cmon, they totally forgot about her, and so shes all alone in konoha studying with Tsunade and everything we already know. BUT what did she do in all those years, who did she hang out with? The first guess its Ino, and its okay, but we know that Ino hang out a lot with Choji and Shikamaru, so... we could assume she hang out with this two as well, and okay this is totally non canon and I know it but BUT just think about it for a moment, Ino doesn't seem like the girl Shikamaru could play shogi with right? And the same with Choji, so theres Sakura, whos smart and cute af. I can totally picture them playing every week as a tradition or something, and I know Shikamaru doesn't seem like the guy who would care for her because its too troublesome but WHAT IF HE DID what if he devolped these feelings for her, maybe not with that intention but, maybe in those evenings playing she could talk about Sasuke and Naruto and how sad she feels, and we all know Shika isnt a big fan of Sasuke so you can imagine the guy just going nuts when he sees Sakura crying over him. I know Im not the first to think about this bc I read almost every fanfiction about them but this isnt discussed ENOUGH, like can you imagine how cute they could have been?? CAN YOU? I like to think of Shikamaru as a guy who is soft with those who he cares about, and don't get me wrong I love Shikatema I believe its the best couple on Naruto, but we don't know what happend between them in those 3 years, for what we know, nothing, and in my head, between those years something happen between Sakura and Shikamaru, I mean hes a sweetheart and so is she, and they are both smart and shes a strong woman (except whe it comes to sasuke) and they would have this kinda relationship where she gets mad at him about something he said to annoyed her and he would be like 'what a drag' but smiling at the same time,

sory I just had to let it out

Just to be clear: I don't have anything against sasusaku, or narusaku, or shikatema, I just love the idea of two smart people loving eachother

#shikasaku #multisaku #shikamaru nara #shikamaru #sakura haruno #sakura fanfic #sakura #naruto ship

[fairycosmos]

im sry for messaging u like this sory but i just. Dont know who to talk to. i hate my father so much and the shit he does wears me down..he‘s told me i should „keep all my imbecile opinions“ to myself, whenever i show any emption he tells me to get over it n just rn he got angry at me for something i didnt do. Like he made up a story and told me off for it. i hate it here but i also hate the thought of moving out n leaving my mum alone with him. Fuck everything he‘s never apologized once

it’s ok ! don’t apologize, it’s completely fine. but god why is your dad out of his mind and why are you being expected to just put up with it like?? 😠😠😠 this is the textbook definition of emotional manipulation and gas lighting and im so so sorry you have to deal with it. i can not imagine how hard it must be to live under the same roof as someone so far removed from reality. and i dont mean to condescend when i say im proud of you for making it this far and for being able to open up about it to me. it’s not easy at all and yet you’re doing it anyway, and that counts for so much. honestly, his words/actions/anger are only a reflection of him and never, ever of you and i want you to try to live by that as much as you can. though you obviously have every right to be hurt/pissed off/sad - whatever instinctive reaction you’re feeling is yours to claim and it is completely justified. you do not need permission to cry, to get angry, to rant, to feel it all. though it’s painful, its presence is to be expected. the only thing that is your responsibility is doing what you can to deal with those emotions in a healthy way. sometimes that’ll look like sobbing in bed, sometimes it’ll look like talking to a friend/someone you trust, sometimes it’ll look like practicing positive self affirmations, sometimes it’s just getting through the day. and it may not work every time. the point is simply to try. and i really hope that at the same time as that, you can begin to understand on a fundamental level that you do not need to ‘get over’ anything. that your opinions are important and deserve to be heard. that when he makes shit up and gets mad about it, that is an example of nothing more than his ineptitude as a father. there is no guilt on your shoulders, you have done nothing wrong. while i understand internalizing self hatred due to abuse and trauma, and that it can often take a life time to work through, i think it’s important to be able to recognize periodically that you are worth so much more than you’re being made to feel like. even if it feels like you’re lying to yourself, say it anyway and keep saying it because it’s beyond true. you deserve so much better - he’s a cunt and that’s on him. you will always be a better person than him. 

i can totally understand why you’re scared to leave your mum, and i wont try to sway your opinion too much either way because obviously the choice is yours. but please always keep in mind that you are ALWAYS going to be deserving of a happy, healthy and safe environment. there is never going to be any shame in seeking one out. your mum needs to make the decision to leave on her own and you do not have to stay in harms way waiting for her to do so if the opportunity to leave presents itself. this is your life, after all. but i know it’s a more nuanced matter than that, and i totally get why you feel stuck. so until then, i’m wondering if there’s any way you can seek outside support to help you cope? i know this feels like a daunting idea or something you cant actually bring yourself to do, but i promise it is always an option and it is not going to be as bad as your brain is leading you to believe. it can look like calling an abuse hotline, asking your doctor to refer you to a mental health professional who can work with you on coping mechanisms/cbt, attending a support group (there may be online ones as well cause you know quarantine), and also researching self help tactics you can utilize throughout your day. journaling, meditation, finding a safe space, opening up, comfort hobbies/distractions. they’re not solutions or cures, they just help you pause and breathe. that can change a lot. there are so many people who understand what it’s like to be in your shoes and you don’t have to face this all on your own, i promise. like i said, i know it’s a lot so please take it as a simple suggestion and something you could possibly think about working up to. it’s okay to talk about what’s going on, you know? it sounds like he’s put you through so much, and i believe with all my heart that you deserve to begin to heal. which can happen at the same time as hurting, by the way. every day you’re making progress that you don’t even realize is happening. and some day, much sooner than you think, you’re going to live a full, bright and autonomous life of your own completely divorced of your shitty dad and his toxicity.  you’ll get to choose whether or not you ever even see him again. he’ll be nothing in the grand scheme of all the ppl who are going to show you what it’s like to be loved. anyway, i didn’t want to make this too long but my heart is with you angel. i really hope you can move beyond this one step at a time. not every day has to be a good one but there is always a way forward. and each moment you get through, you get closer to the this man having no bearing on your existence whatsoever. im sending you so much love, please take care of yourself alright. if you need to vent or just to talk to someone, i’ll be here. you’re not alone, and i’m rooting for you 💖

https://www.1800respect.org.au/

https://www.verywellmind.com/identify-and-cope-with-emotional-abuse-4156673

https://www.nhs.uk/live-well/healthy-body/getting-help-for-domestic-violence/

https://theinvisiblescar.wordpress.com/suggestions-for-adult-survivors/

#tw abuse #tw emotional manipulation #anon

[find-the-eyes]

I’ll Try Anything Once: Chapter 36

Written by: Sol, Allegra Edited by: Beth, Allegra, Sol

“Nick, calm down.”

Nick felt a hand on his leg once again and opened his eyes to see that he was furiously kicking and thrashing. The only difference from last time was that this kicking and thrashing wasn’t purposeful, and it didn’t feel good at all. And it wouldn’t stop. Nick did everything in his power to calm his flailing legs, but he couldn’t. He had never felt so helpless. His arms thrashed out at his sides. Where was Alex? He arched off the bed, gagging as his breathing tube shifted. His blanket came undone and dropped to the floor. He felt himself sliding towards the edge of the bed to join it.

“Nick!” He felt hands on both of his legs now, and a hand on either arm. Through his half-lidded eyes he saw three nurses, doing their best to restrain him as his legs kicked out and convulsed wildly. His arms thrashed violently now, the IVs in his forearms nearly ripping out of his skin. After a few minutes, Nick felt his body slowing down, suddenly crashing from his wild attack. His head lolled to the side as he felt hands adjusting his breathing tube, gently bringing him back to reality. His head was spinning and he couldn’t stop tears escaping from his eyes.

Two of the nurses talked in hushed voices at the doorway, glancing back at Nick occasionally. Finally, after a few moments, they returned to Nick’s side.

“You’re going to have a brain scan later,” the blonde nurse said. “We need you awake for it, so we’re going to take you off the sedatives for now.”

Nick couldn't even find the strength to nod, so he simply looked at her, hoping she understood.

She put the communication board on Nick’s lap. “Would you like to do anything while we’re waiting to do the brain scan? Your friends are art students, right? Would you like to draw?”

Yes.

“Alright, I’ll be right back.”

Don’t leave. Don’t leave.

“Ah…” She glanced around the room and spotted the notebook that was still sitting on the counter from when Alex was writing in it a few days before. “Is this ok?”

Yes. Thank you.

Nick held the notebook close, and as soon as the nurse left he opened it to a blank page. He grabbed the pen next to him and just started writing. He didn’t know where the words were coming from, but they needed to get out. His arms jerked and twitched as he wrote, but he tried to fight it. This was important.

When he finished, he folded the letter with shaky hands and laid it on the bedside table, not even bothering to read it over. He had barely placed the pen on the table before his head fell back and he drifted off to sleep, all of his energy gone. All he could hope was that Alex would understand.

A couple of hours later, Nick awoke to a hand on his arm and a gentle voice calling his name. He opened his eyes slowly to the information that they were taking him back for the brain scan. His leg kicked out again.

“It won’t hurt, and it won’t take long,” the nurse reassured him. Nick closed his eyes again, trying to believe her.

—

Alex found the neurology office fairly easily. It was a small room in a distant hallway, far from anything Alex had seen in the hospital before. So many people are suffering here. Is Nick one of the worst? Alex shook the thought and entered the small office when he was called.

“Hi, Alex,” the doctor said when he went in. Her calming energy immediately made Alex feel more at ease.

Alex greeted her and sat down at the desk, not knowing what to say. “Is Nick alright?” he finally managed, fiddling with one of the pens on the desk.

“Well, it doesn’t appear that the kicking and thrashing were anything more than a bad reaction to the sedatives. His reaction increased when they gave him more, and so on.”

“Why did he react like that?”

“Here.” The doctor showed Alex the scan of Nick’s brain. “He has a bit of damage to the language processing and speech areas of his brain, as well as some executive functions like decision making and general cognition. Has he ever mentioned that to you?”

“Yeah, actually,” Alex realized, “he had a different lung injury before all of this and said he had some brain damage from a lack of oxygen.”

“That explains it, then. Does he act normal, usually?”

Alex thought for a moment. “He does have some unusual behaviors, but… he doesn’t need to be normal. He’s perfect to me.”

“Unusual behaviors?” The doctor leaned closer to Alex. “Can you tell me what you mean?”

“Uhh…” Alex felt uncomfortable talking about Nick’s issues with a complete stranger, when he wasn’t there to speak up for himself. “Well, he has bad dreams a lot...he’s stolen some things before...he has trouble reading and speaking, and he doesn’t always make eye contact when he’s talking to someone new.” Alex paused, then continued with a sigh. “Nick told me that it all started with the initial brain damage that he got from being shot. He doesn’t really have any physical issues, though.”

The doctor nodded. “All of that definitely could be connected to how he reacted. We think the thrashing was caused by a reaction with the part of his brain that controls movement. Rather than turning off, like it usually does with sedatives, it tried to reject them. Because of that, his body didn’t want to accept the sedatives.”

“Oh…” Alex nodded along thoughtfully and pretended to understand what the neurologist was telling him.

“The good news is that he’s been off the sedatives for a few hours now and he’s doing perfectly fine! You’re allowed to go see him now, if you’d like.”

Alex beamed and thanked the neurologist as he left the small office.

—

Alex walked into Nick’s room to find him fast asleep. He smiled when he saw that the IV giving him sedatives had been removed. He walked over to Nick and brushed the hair off his forehead. Nick stirred at the touch and his eyes lit up when he realized that it was Alex. He lifted his right arm and stretched it out as far as he could, smacking his palm against the bedside table. Alex blinked in confusion for a moment before he noticed the folded paper atop the table. “Is this for me?” he asked. Nick gave him a weak thumbs up of approval.

At that moment, a nurse rushed in, saying something about needing to check on Nick. She rushed Alex out of the room before he could even ask Nick about the piece of paper.

Once he was alone in the hallway, Alex unfolded the piece of paper. He held it gently, trying to decipher Nick’s messy handwriting.

--

A lex

Thank you so much for putting up with me Im sory you have to see me like this It hurts a lot so bad and Im scared but pleas dont worry I cant wait to go home and pet Steckrübe again and Play music again but not do anyt hin g dumb this time Because I Ive learned now maybe I shouldnt stage dive until they tell me its okay

But right now it hurts I want to go home but they wont let me I want t o get up but they won’t let me I Miss being able to speak I dont feel like I have a body anmore it just hurts so much But  when youre here I forget You make me happy  Please bring Steck next time I miss him

I’m sorry I didn't listen to you I feel like a bad Flatmate Im sory I cant do anthing to help you out

Im scared I wont get better it Hurts it hurts and I dont know why it hurts so much I still cant breathe Im Scared I wont be able to

My body is kicking thrashing I cant stop it wont stop Im so   tired but I cant sleep it wont Help Im terrified

You saved me

I want to be with you Im sorry I couldnt tell you that niht  it hurt too bad I want to be yours

I love you so much Alex Ive loved you from the first night you Visited me at the prisonn You accept me ffor who I am and you ne ver get mad at me Evn when I deserve it I deseve it 

Thank you Than k you Thank you for saving me I love you I love you I love you Alex I love you

--

Alex braced himself against the wall, trembling as he clutched the paper. Nick loves me. He meant it the other day. And I didn’t listen.

Alex folded the piece of paper again and ran back into the room as soon as the nurse left. The heart monitor started beeping faster than Alex had ever seen it beep before as he approached Nick’s bed. He laughed softly and believed for a moment that Nick was giving a small smile as well. Was he? Maybe it was just the lighting. Alex ignored the beeping and held Nick’s hand. “I love you too,” he said softly. “So much. And you're going to get better.” Alex ran a hand through Nick’s hair. “And I’m sorry for trying to talk about our relationship when you were in so much pain. I should have known better.” Nick started furiously tapping the I love you box on his board, blinking back tears as he looked up at Alex.

Suddenly, a nurse rushed into the room. “Is everything alright in here?” she asked, obviously concerned by the sudden, rapid beeping. Alex dropped Nick’s hand, instantly brought back to the reality of the situation as he remembered the condition Nick was in. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t form the words.

“Just…don't get him overexcited, yeah?” the nurse sighed as Nick’s heart rate slowed back to normal. “He’s still in critical condition and we want him to make it out alive, after all.”

“Alright,” Alex said sheepishly. The nurse gave him a stern look and walked out.

Nick’s eyes were bright, but he wasn’t smiling. He couldn’t. There was no way he could do anything more than move his eyes and his hands. He still had to make it out of the hospital alive before Alex could even think about the future. Was it better to be hopeful or to prepare himself for the worst?

Alex looked back down at Nick and realized that his eyes were still so full of love, searching for an answer from Alex, an answer neither of them could find.

“I love you, Nick,” Alex ran his hand through Nick’s hair, “I really do.”

#franz ferdinand #illtryanythingonce #allfanfic

[momolady]

Monster Valentines #5

Valentine for a friend who wished to remain in the shadows.

You had seen the creature across the bar, you weren’t quite sure exactly what he was. He was big and gruff looking though. His face was covered in scars and his skin was this duochrome purple and blue. Actually, he was quite something to look at. You sipped your drink, watching him as he went through beers like tissues. A few dark thoughts crossed your mind, but then again that had been your whole reason for coming out tonight on Valentine’s Day. Finding someone, taking them home, and then never ever seeing them again. It was a good plan you thought. The big guy flexed his back and his wings shivered slightly. He turned, glancing back towards you.

He lifts his big hand and points to his temple covered by shar ridges. “You know, I can hear all of that.”

You gasp and look around, wondering if he’s talking about someone else. He stands up as you’re trying to think of a quick cover.

He nods his head towards the bathroom. “You wanna go or what?”

You bite your lip. “Really?” You ask.

He grins wickedly at you. “Don’t worry. I plan on taking you out afterwards. Your place. Some take out?”

He’d heard everything in your head. “How about we skip the bathroom. Big Doug is in there and he tends to make a mess of things.”

He smirks as you stand up and puts his big arm around you. “I like you,” he growls.

Once you get to your apartment you stop with the niceties and get down to work. You tug his pants off and are nearly given a broken nose by his monstrous cock.

“You know, I think I like this better than flowers,” you grin as you get on your knees before him.

“If you like it so much,” he grunts and runs his fingers through your hair. “I’ll buy flowers for you next year.”

Hey could i get a story with your alpha wolf Adam ,thats nsfw. Im a 21 year old, tall , native women thats kind of shy if that helps "

You had been seeing the big white wolf all over your yard as of late. You didn’t know where he came from or what he was doing, but he never caused any damage. He just sort of appeared then scampered back into the woods. One evening you went outside as he stepped onto your lawn. He saw you and his ears went back. His bright eyes focused hard on you and he came forward. He sniffed around and inched ever closer.

For a moment you were frozen and locked in place. You had never seen anything so big and majestic as this wolf before. You suck in your breath as he sniffs around your head. He then nuzzles close, rubbing to your cheek and dark hair. In a moment of excitement you reach out and touch his snow white fur. He keens softly, licks your cheek, and then bounds back off into the woods.

The next day as you’re running errands and go into the butcher shop, the butcher, Adam, grins brightly as you walk in. “How can I help you?” He says a little too eagerly.

“Uhm-” you had had your order all sorted out in your head but his bright eyes have knocked you off guard.

“Big plans for Valentines?” He asks. “Maybe a couple of nice steaks and wine?”

“Oh gosh,” you laugh. “Not me. I’m just stocking up on things.”

Adam smile is genuine and sweet. “I was talking about us.”

Your cheeks burn but you agree to the date. At Adam’s on the day, he’s grilling outside and looking very pleased with himself. He’s set up a table on his porch and has candles lit all around. The atmosphere is very charming and rustic. Made all the better by Adam’s lovely presence.

AS the night wears on things get heavy rather quickly. You’ve known Adam for a long time, held a crush on him even longer, a lot of emotions were coming out. The kisses were hard and long and Adam’s body was big and nice to touch. You then notice he’s starting to change and grow white fur. Soon, a big white wolf has you pinned onto the bed.

“Sory,” Adam chuckles nervously. Are you ok? Do we need to stop?”

You run your fingers through his soft white fur and pull him back down. You kiss him hungrily still and your bodies press together.

You can feel his heat growing on your thigh and you grow excited knowing you’re turning on this magnificent beast.

Adam grunts, lifting up just enough you can see his cock bobbing between his white thighs. You bite back and smile and wriggle on the bed for him.

“Do you need a cold shower or something?” You stroke your hand down your center.

Adam takes a few deep breaths then grins. “No way. Just wanted to make sure I could handle every inch of you.” He pets your thighs, opening them wide as he kneels between them. You grunt and writhe as his tongue burrows inside. If he feels this good now, you can’t imagine what all of him is like.

Hi Momo! I just want to say I love all of your stories and was hoping for a valentine! Im 58, with mint hair and brown eyes, a strong willed, quirky nerd. I like a boy who is elegant, playful, yet bashful, with a dark streak. I hope you get well soon momma, lots of love! 💖"

Creighton’s long slender fingers stroked down the side of your neck then touched the small locket he had just hung around your throat. “I knew it would suit you,” he says with a wry smile.

You giggle, cheeks bright red. You had been certain that when he asked you to close your eyes he was planning something else. “I do love it,” you say as you touch the locket. “Thank you.”

Creighton leans in, brushing your mint colored hair aside and he kisses your cheek. “Something special on a rather odd holiday.”

“You think Valentine’s Day is odd?” You ask, slipping your hands around his narrow waist.

“I don’t understand why we celebrate the death of a saint with romance.” He shrugs. “I would much celebrate romance everyday rather then feel the need to do it.” He inches closer, pressing soft kisses to your forehead and temple. “All you do for me,” his grip on you grows tighter and he presses his hips to yours. “Every month you give me the special treat I love.”

You laugh and look up at him, seeing his usually pink eyes have grown vivid red. “Calling it a treat,” you snort. “Sounds so weird.”

“It is!” His eyes grow wide. “For so many reasons.” He licks his lips and his mouth begins to unhinge. “The nectar of the gods is between your thighs, my love.”

Your cheeks burn like hot coals and you inch closer to him. “Do you still like it even when I’m not on my period?”

“I always like it,” he nuzzles to your cheek. “You could even say, I love it.” His voice is a dark purr. “Better yet, I love you.”

#monster valentine

[taegienthusiasts]

BTS Reaction [Happy Birthday]

Request: “rn i studying in tokyo and honestly i would like to see bts’ concerts when they release the dates (bcs honestly they will surely come to japan amirite. the fanbase is enormous so) and from the way the dates have been released lately, it might end up on my birthday or something if I manage to go (i’m november saggy so :)) and I was thinking! how do you think it would go like if while at a fansign one of the fans told them it was their bday on that date? thanks! (reactions are fine? sory im new)”

Author’s Note: This request is so cute and I’m really happy to do it because like could you fucking imagine meeting bts on your birthday?! Like boi, I would piss myself. I was born in February and Eggy was born in June. When are your guys’ birthdays? XOXO Reggie P.s These are kinda short, I’m sorry.

Seokjin:

You could hear Jin’s laugh from all the way across the room while you waited in line. You couldn’t believe you were actually here meeting your idols. Jin was the first at the table and you were growing more nervous by the second. As you approached your turn, you caught his glance and the two of you blushed. He winked at you then and you felt your heart skip like three beats.

You sat down across from Jin and tried to calm your nerves. He was breath taking. Dressed in that white T-shirt (You know the shirt) and black jeans, he took your hand and said hello. He looked down at the table and then back up at you.

“Happy birthday, what’s your name cutie?” you fumbled, did he just call you cute?

“I’m (Y/N), wait how did you know today was my birthday oh my god are you a psychic?” he giggled first before pointing down to your shirt. You looked down only to find the Birthday Girl pin your best friend had put on you this morning as a joke, but you had forgotten to take it off. “Jesus Christ! I’m going to kill (Y/F/N) when I get home!” Jin couldn’t help but smile at how cute you were being. He thought it was adorable that you were flustered over a silly pin.

The two of you laughed for the remainder of the time and before you left you took a picture with him. But as you were getting to move to Yoongi, Jin grabbed your hand and asked if he could take a picture of the two of you on his phone. You agreed and after taking the picture he thanked you and you moved along the line.

After the fan sign, you met back up with your best friend at your favorite restaurant. Browsing through Instagram and  twitter you gasped.

“Holy Fucking Shit!” you looked down at your twitter feed only to find that Jin had just posted the photo of the two of you with the caption “Happy Birthday, Pin Girl” with a bunch of hearts next to it.

Yoongi: (I’m sorry Yoongi’s is short. I ran out of energy)

Yoongi pulled out finger hearts from his jacket when he found out it was your birthday.

“Why don’t you like celebrating your birthday (Y/N)?” he asked as he fixed his hair and took your hand in his. You noticed how big Yoongi’s hands were when he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Oh, I umm...well I just never celebrated it as a kid much.” He frowned at the statement. He wanted you to have the best birthday you could because he knew how it felt to not like birthdays. Thinking of ways to make you smile, Yoongi bit his top lip deep in thought. You giggled at how fucking cute he looked. When he noticed your laughter he smiled.

“You’re really beautiful you know?” You almost started dry heaving at his words. Yoongi brushed your hair back with his hand and booped your nose.

“So pretty.” He was blushing and you felt your hands start to shake.

Namjoon: (This boi would fucking UWU so hard)

You and Namjoon had spent the majority of the time talking about books you both liked, the darkness behind the album and how different it was from their previous work.

“Yeah, the album dropped on my birthday and it was literally the best birthday present...” You babbled on about the album but Namjoon caught your words and his eyes lit up.

“Oh my god, it was you birthday when the album dropped?” Namjoon’s face scrunched together and you could see his excitement. You nodded your head yes and he reached over to grab your hand. “I’m trying to think of a birthday present for you.” He did that little laugh thing that he does and reached down under the table for a blank piece of paper.

When he was done he handed you back the piece of paper. You looked down and saw it titled “Book Suggestions for (Y/N) by Namjoon”. You smiled and thanked him, placing the small note in your purse.

When you finally got home after the meet and greet and concert, you took out the paper Namjoon had given you. You read some of the suggestions on his list and after carefully reading them you noticed something. The first letter of each book title spelled out a message. You were sitting on the floor of your bedroom laughing so hard. I love you.

Hoseok: (This boi is literally the sweetest thing ever)

When you told Hobi that it was your birthday he almost jumped out of his seat. He started talking to himself, whispering questions like what he could give you right then.

“Hoseok, you don’t have to get me anything. Meeting you is a present in itself.” You smiled at him.

“Everyone needs a gift on their birthday though. WAIT, STAY THERE.” And with that he stood up and ran back stage. When he came back he was holding a light blue Polaroid camera and you couldn’t hold back your laughter.

“What do you want to do for the picture?” He asked and you got all flustered, shaking your hands in front of you and nodding your head no.

“Ahh, I don’t know, I don’t know.” Hobi leaned over to you and positioned the camera in front of you two. You posed with your cheeks smooshed together and you could already tell the picture would show your blushing cheeks. Hobi laughed and just before the flash went off he kissed your cheek and the shutter clicked.

“Happy birthday cutie.”

Jimin:

Jimin was nervous from the moment he saw you waiting in line. The second he saw your floral printed dress and fluffy hair he was hooked. He leaned over to Hoseok, and whispered.

“She’s so pretty, holy shit.” Hoseok looked over to where he was staring and laughed.

“Shit, you right. Maybe you’re her bias, Jimin.”

The line moved forward and the realization that you were going to meet bts settled in. When it was finally your turn you cleared your head and tried to act as calm as possible. When you finally reached Jimin, Hoseok gave you a look and hinted something that you couldn’t quite put together. Jimin noticed Hoseok’s hidden message and lightly hit the older member. Jimin turned to look at you and his heart almost ripped out of his chest. Fuck she’s even prettier up close, his mind was racing and he was starting to sweat. He noticed your shaking hands and took them into his.

“There’s no need to be nervous,” he giggled the irony of the situation slapping him in the face. “What’s your name?” You smiled back at him trying to swallow your nerves.

“(Y/N), I’m sorry I’m nervous but you’re my favorite and your voice is just so beautiful and I love you.” Your whole body started shaking and Jimin almost melted. Just then, Hoseok leaned over to Jimin and whispered something in his ear. Jimin’s eyes lit up in shock.

“Oh my god, it’s your birthday?!” he was ecstatic, and you flinched when he put his hands up in the air and around you. Jimin pulled you into a hug and squeezed you close to him. As he pulled away you could have sworn he whispered something under his breath. You blushed and he knew you had heard him.

“You really pretty too, Jimin.”

Taehyung:

Taehyung played with your fingers as you knelt across from him asking questions and talking about Love Yourself: Tear. He was enthralled in you. He wouldn’t admit it, but even the other boys took notice to how he wouldn’t look away from your face. Taehyung’s eyes lit up as you spoke about how much you loved his voice and what the album meant to you.

“I love the messages in each of the songs and I the story line and visuals are just amazing. This is the best birthday ever!” You giggled as you spoke, blushing at how transparent you were being. Even you knew that you were being too talkative, but he didn’t mind. Taehyung perked up at the last part of your rambling.

“Is today your birthday?”

“Oh, yeah it is. I saw that you had tickets available a while back and I noticed that the meet and greet fell on my birthday. I used like three paychecks just to buy them but I’m so glad I did.” You laughed, you didn’t know why you had told him about your paycheck, he didn’t need to know that you worked at some gross office. But he sat and listened nonetheless.

“I’m glad you did too.” You noticed the boys cheeks turn red in a flush and were surprised to see him blushing. Without thinking you reached out with your free hand and poked his squishy cheek. His eyes widened, startled. He let go of your hand and placed it on the side of your face so he was now cupping your cheeks in his hands. Now it was your turn to blush. Fuck Fuck Fuck is this really happening, your stream of conscious raced.

“Happy birthday (Y/N).” He whispered and your heart melted.

Get her number get her number get her number, he whispered to himself.

Jungkook:

You were nervous, and Jungkook could tell. It wasn’t everyday that you were able to meet the members of Bts. It just so happened that the day of the meet and greet fell on your birthday, and your best friend had surprised you with tickets. Your best friend stood next to you, introducing herself to Yoongi. She glanced over and saw your panicked expression. She giggled, noticing that Jungkook had grabbed your hand and interlocked his fingers with yours causing you to go cherry red. She said some words to Yoongi and you focused your attention back to Jungkook.

“Is that your friend?” he asked squeezing your hand playfully. You gulped unable to get the words out. Finally all you managed to do was nod your head. He laughed and looked up into your eyes. So fucking cute I’m gonna die. The words raced through your head. You wondered if Jungkook new what he was doing to you. As he signed your album (still holding your hand btw) your friend leaned over to your side and caught his attention. She was holding Yoongi’s hand and you were jealous that she was taking this so much better than you. Jungkook looked over and smiled almost asking her what she was going to say she spoke.

“It’s (Y/N)’s birthday today.” Jungkook’s eyes lit up and you yelled your friends name. He laughed at how unbelievably cute you were when you were flustered.

“Was this a birthday present from your friend?” his smile never left his face and you blushed...again.

“Yeah, she surprised me with tickets.” you were babbling, twirling your hair with your free hand. Jungkook’s mind was racing. Soo adorable. He tried to hold in his butterflies but he couldn’t. When he finished signing your album, he let go of you hand and pulled you into a hug across the narrow table.

“Happy birthday, cutie” he whispered loud enough for only you and your best friend to hear.

I’ve got to find her again, he thought to himself.

#bts #bts blog #bangtan #bangtansonyeondan #jin #seokjin #yoongi #suga #jhope #hobi #namjoon #rm #jimin #taehyung #v #jungkook #bts imagine #bts imagines #bts reaction #bts reactions #reactions #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #fanfiction #admin reggie #bts imagine blog #imagine blog #reaction blog #bts reaction blog #masterlist

[confessionsandcornettos]

four little words

Jimin x Reader - Part one

fluff/angst/smut

“Wait wait wait! Shhh”, the four little words that ruined y/n’s day.

Frozen in place y/n’s jaws hung loose as she gawked at the explicit scene before her, wrapped around each other like squirming pythons, barely clothed, was Jungkook and Sori. Catching her friends grinding on each other like animals in heat would’ve been nauseating enough, but they weren’t just two friends they were Jimin’s best friend and Jimin’s girlfriend.

“Y/N!” Sori gasped as Jungkook slobbered all over her neck, she grimaced, none the wiser he continued “ugh Jungkook st-stop!” she batted his shoulder and pushed him off of her, the boy turned his head in horror. The pair panted speechless at y/n, it was a stand off.

Eyes locked the pair scurried to pull their uniforms back on.

“Im going to spew” she breathed, her expression cold as she slowly backed out of the bathroom.

“y/n wait- “ Sori called out, but it was too late.

“fuck, fuck, fuck” y/n mumbled as she practically ran down the hallway, it was the middle of class so the halls were pretty deserted, the click of her heels hitting the linoleum floor echoed through out the school. I only wanted to have a bloody piss for fuck sake, why is it always me, she cursed herself, if only she waited till the end of class she wouldn’t be in this situation. Not knowing what to do or where to go y/n decided she needed some air.

“Right. Well this was a mistake” she hugged her blazer tight, she had forgotten it was the middle of October. Pacing around the small patio, careful to not walk in front of a classroom window and land herself in detention her mind filled with questions. How long? Since when? Do they care about each other? Like is it just sex? Who knows? So, Sori is sleeping with Jungkook, Sori is Jimins’ girlfriend, my friend, kind of, Jungkook is jimin’s friend, practically brother. No matter how many times  y/n tried to piece together the situation she still couldn’t believe it. 

“Fuck Sori!” y/n exclaimed. How could she do this to Jimin, everyone knows they aren’t really happy, thats not news. Sori uses Jimin for his status, she absolutely loves being THE park jimin’s girlfriend, it also helps that her father is big corporate exec. of some company who holds shares in BigHit. Our lives really are a corny drama, she rolled her eyes. Jungkook, that’ll be an even bigger blow to Jimin. Jesus Christ! How am I going to tell him? I cant tell him, I have to tell him!

y/n must have been pacing back and forth for at least fifteen minutes as the bell signalling the end of the period screeched through campus disrupting her train of thought.

“Crap” as a language and arts transfer student y/n had to maintain a pristine school record, pass all tests, attend all classes, extra curricular activities etc. Sure the pressure could be exhausting at times but the experience, the friends and life she had created for herself in Seoul was well worth it. She’d do it all again and twice as difficult in a heartbeat. 

“you caught them at it!’ Milly’s eyes bulged, the busy hallway muffled the exclusive conversation, “yes ! I feel sick I’ve been avoiding the boys all day! You know how bad I am with situations like these! I cannot keep secrets from people I get sick with the guilt” y/n groaned and slumped backwards into her locker, she shrugged off a few confused looks from passers by. Thankful for her bright bestfriend, Milly had swiped her belongs from class with out the professor noticing, even in the clear y/n would take detentions for the next year in exchange for the information she had just accidentally attained. Milly and y/n had an advantage over the other students, they weren’t native Koreans, English was their first language and provided a secret code. Despite some students knowing English most had limited understanding. However, there are always exceptions, students such as Namjoon, for example, the girls often forgot his knack for english, accidentally revealing very embarrassing comments  in his presence - which he then would translate for the rest of bangtan. Although, if they exaggerate their accents and slang they can just disguise their dialog.

“i know you are too much of a good person !” Mill teased, earning an eye roll. “No but seriously thats disgusting I never would of thought Jungkook would ever do that, poor jimin!

“Me either! And nether would Jimin” y/n replied

“where they fully going at it like..” Milly gave y/n a look everyone understood regardless of language barriers. “ oh god no! Thank god, now if I had seen that I would’ve plucked my own eyes out by now! Heavy petting only - belt buckles were undone but trousers were not down” They laughed for just a moment but couldn’t be cheerful under the circumstances.

“He was wondering where you went earlier, when you disappeared in class to go to the bathroom - its like he could sense something was wrong, he said you’d been gone too long” she mused stuffing books into her locker beside y/n’s head.

“ I cant bare to face him, which I never thought id say, cause he’s so pretty” Y/n’s tone warmed at the end of the phrase, she caught Milly smirk for a split second.

“he really is, shocking Sori would cheat on that beautiful sweet heart” she sighed with genuine sadness. Mill always knew the right thing to say, how to lighten a subject but not detract from it too much.

y/n fiddled anxiously with her skirt “I’m just not going to say anything for now, I need to think about what to do”.“Thats what id do, just take it in for now, don’t do anything rash…come on” Milly wrapped her arm around y/n’s shoulder and pulled her towards their next class.

#jimin imagine #park jimin #bts jimin #bts #jiminimagine #jungkook imagine #namjoon imagine #yoongi imagines #jin imagine #suga imagine #hope imagine #bts imagines #jungkookie #chimchim

[2whipped4haz-and-tom]

Dares: Part 3 (Tom Holland x Reader)

I’m SO SORRY THIS HAD TAKEN WAY SO LONG. IM SO SORRY IM SO SORY IM SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you guys enjoy this <3

Word Count: 2338

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: cursing only (lmk if theres anything though <3), angst

Tag List: aussie-mantle, j-k-aesthetics, no-username9, ma-feffka, sophiphillips

MASTERLIST

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

You missed him. You missed him so much, it was all you did in the day. You could be walking to Starbucks to grab yourself a latte and some cake pops, and there you were, missing Tom.

Stupid asshole. You’d think after his face would pop into your head.

You were always stuck between being angry at what he’d done to you, and being heartbroken over the same thing. But mostly, you were sad. You’d cry at night, holding the teddy bear he’d given you for your birthday, which somehow smelled like him (that was probably all in your head, but it did nothing to diminish the sadness from you.)

It sucked to leave the movie before it was even done. But to spend another day around Tom would’ve been too much; you couldn’t trust that you’d stay into character and not burst into tears.

“I know it hurts. But you shouldn’t let it stop you from going to auditions.” Zendaya told you, a week after the movie was finished filming.

“I know but...”

“But Tom isn’t worth all these tears.” she said. You winced. You knew she loved Tom; they were as close as two people could be. They were meant for each other. You’d never seen two people better fit to be friends than them. That’s probably what you hated so much about this whole thing. Zendaya always pitted herself against Tom for you, and it wasn’t fair.

“Zendaya… Don’t say that.” You said.

“Say what?”

“Tom’s your friend. You don’t have to hate him for me.” You smiled at her.

She sighed. “Yeah, I know. But when I see your face and how much you’re hurting, it's kinda hard to not be mad at him.”

You nodded your head. She started speaking again. “Maybe you should talk to him. It might help you get over it.”

As if he knew we were talking about him, Tom called at that moment. You knew it was him, because it was the Spider-Man theme song. He’d demanded that be his ringtone, the big dork.

Zendaya looked at you expectantly. “No, I am not answering it. Fuck him.” You said, your voice cracking. Tears started falling out again. “I hate him so much. What is he doing to me?”

Zendaya didn’t say anything, only held you as you cried your eyes out while rubbing your back soothingly.

This needed to stop, and it needed to stop, like, last week. But for right now, you just wanted to wallow in your pain and heartbreak for a little while longer.

“Do you think she’s gonna be there? She has to be there. The whole cast is supposed to be there.” Tom rambled.

Harrison swung his arm around Tom’s shoulders. “Yes, she’ll be there. Zendaya swore she would.”

Tom nodded but still looked worried. It was the first time he was going to see you in almost a month. He was excited and nervous. Excited because he was finally going to see the love of his life again after all this time, and nervous because he was going to admit everything to you. He hoped you still felt the same way about him. If you didn’t… Well, he didn’t want to dwell too long in those thoughts.

“Well, come on, mate. We don't wanna be late.” Harrison said, slapping Tom on the shoulder. Both boys walked out of the house together.

The party was in full swing when Tom and Harrison got there. Tom immediately began to look for you, but there were too many people. Too many people between him and the love of his life.

He and Harrison walked around, greeting all the people they knew, and even speaking to the ones they didn’t. But he couldn’t remember any of those conversations. His mind was preoccupied on you. What would he say to you? He’d been thinking about that since you left, but there was never anything good. Everything either sounded too cliche or not real enough. He needed to be real. It was you, for Christ’s sake. You deserved the world.

And then, a light seemed to shine on one particular spot near the bar, where you stood. He swore there were angels singing and harps playing; that definitely wasn’t in his head. Nope not at all.

He started walking to the bar before a man came out of nowhere, and put his hand on your waist.

“Who the fuck is that?” Tom asked Harrison with disgust.

“Uh, well...” Harrison said. He knew damn well who that was, but he couldn’t bring himself to answer Tom’s question.

“That’s who Y/N has been going out with.” Zendaya said, walking up behind the boys. She seemed smug in her answer, but after seeing Tom’s face, a mixture of jealousy and heartbreak written on it, she added, “They’ve only gone on one date, it's nothing serious.”

Tom nodded, barely registering anything Zendaya was saying. “I’m going to go talk to her.”

Before Harrison or Zendaya could stop him, Tom was running and pushing through the bundle of people separating him and you.

“Y/N!” Tom shouted. He threw a smile on his face, refusing to make you see his sour mood. That would not be good in his quest to win you over.

“Tom...” You said breathlessly.

“Who’s your date?” Tom asked.

Zendaya swore she was going to keep Tom away from you until you were ready to face him. Then you had even gone as far as calling Jacob, and asked him to help Zendaya.

Both were traitors.

“Tom...” You said again, when he was standing directly in front of your face. Not only had he had the nerve to come up to you, he also decided to ask you who your date was. How dare he?

You wished you could answer him honestly; that your date, Samuel, here (bless his soul he was being a good sport about everything) was just a way to make Tom jealous.

But he didn’t even seem jealous in the slightest. His smile was easy and friendly; just like before that wretched kiss happened.

“Hey, Y/N.” He leaned down and gave you a chaste kiss on your cheek. “How’ve you been?”

Samuel, bless his soul, snuggled in closer to you, his arm wrapping tighter around your waist. “You must be Tom.”

Samuel sounded pleasantly jealous, exactly the voice you’d been hoping from Tom.

Maybe now was the time to explain who Samuel exactly was.

You’d met Samuel, a very gay man, at a coffee shop the day after the kiss. He looked incredibly straight, and nothing about his appearance or voice or anything indicated that he liked men. Which of course was by no means of guessing a person’s sexuality, but… there was usually something that gave it away.

When Samuel very politely complimented your t-shirt, you immediately started yelling at him, asking who he thought he was flirting with you. After Samuel explained that he was “strictly dickly”, you both sat down and became friends. When you had explained to him the whole Tom situation, he suggested that he be your date to the party, in order to make Tom jealous. After that idea was planted in your head, you had to go through with it. Which is how you ended up here.

“Yup. Tom Holland. I worked with Y/N on Spider-Man: Homecoming.”

“Yeah, she told me all about you.” Samuel said flippantly. “Y/N, wanna go dance?”

You looked up at Samuel and fought as hard as you could to not look at Tom. You didn’t answer, just took Samuel’s hand and walked towards the dance floor.

She ignored me. Tom thought to himself. When Harrison stepped next to Tom, he repeated this same sentence.

“Well, it is the first time either of you are seeing each other in a while. She was just shocked.” Harrison said nervously. “We were supposed to give her a while before you went to her-”

“We were supposed to?”

“Well-”

“Who’s we?”

“I-”

“What are you guys planning?”

“Well, if you let me explain!”

Tom breathed in, then gestured for Harrison to speak.

“Thank you. Now as I was trying to say. Y/N asked us to keep you away from her until she was ready to talk to you.”

“And you were helping them? Who even is them?”

“Jacob, Zendaya, Tony-”

“So pretty much everyone?”

“Yes, and to answer your other question: yes I’m helping them. I think Y/N is perfectly rational in her wanting some time before she sees you. You’re both pretty heartbroken.”

“I guess...”

“Mate, he’s gay.”

That got Tom’s attention. “That bloke she’s with?”

“That bloke happens to be pretty cool, and he’s an excellent cook-”

“Okay, right sorry, but he’s gay? That means she hasn’t moved on.”

“Yes, that means she hasn’t moved- Tom, calm down. You don’t have to look for her now- Tom! Bloody hell.” Harrison didn’t even bother trying to follow his friend.

10 minutes had barely passed before Tom managed to track you down again.

“Y/N, I need to talk to you.”

You looked at Samuel. This whole night he’d been helping you with Tom, and every time you wanted to give in to him, Samuel would pull you away. But not this time.

“I’m fine here. You both can go talk.”

You gave him a confused look, and he gently pushed you away from him. Tom grabbed your hand, intertwined your fingers and dragged you away, to the hallway where the bathrooms were, and it was surprisingly empty.

“Y/N-”

“Tom, I can’t do this now.”

“Do what?”

“Talk. I-I don’t think I’m ready.”

“There’s nothing to be ready about, we’re just talking. We always talked. We used to talk for hours on end, when we should’ve been sleeping. We can talk, Y/N. It’s just like before.”

“No, it’s not.” You whispered.

Tom sighed, then moved his hand to tuck a strand of hair away from your face. “I know I fucked up, Y/N. I’m trying to fix it.”

You shook your head slightly. “I don’t know if it can be.”

“Don’t say that. Please don’t say that. This can be fixed, okay? We can be fixed.” He looked into your eyes. “Remember what the cast used to say? We were soulmates. Whether they meant platonic or not, it’s still true. We’re soulmates. We belong together.”

Tears started pouring down your face. “Tom-”

“I need you, okay? I don’t know how I didn’t see it before, but I need you. You… God, you’re so amazing, Y/N. You’re my other half, and I can’t live without you.”

It was all the right words. It was everything you’d always dreamed he’d say to you if he ever fell in love with you. But with all that happened, how could you believe him?

“Please tell me you still feel the same.” He took your hands into his and stared even more intensely, if that were possible, into your eyes.

“Tom… How do I know you mean what you say?”

“Because I’m saying them. I’m saying them and I mean them.”

“Tom, it took you a long time to figure out your feelings. You’ve always said it to yourself, you could never admit your feelings-”

“But I can change. I swear, Y/N, I can change. I’ll change for you.”

You shook your head. “No, because what happens when you fall out of love? It’ll be weeks, or even months before you admit that to yourself, and by then it’ll be too late. We’ll end up in a horrible relationship, Tom. I don’t want to risk our friendship for that.”

“But we’re not gonna ruin our friendship,” he was practically begging. “We’re only making it stronger. I love you.”

“Stop, please, Tom.”

“No, look at me. I love you. And you love me too. I know I fucked up, but I swear nothing like that will happen again. I know how I feel. And I feel in love with you.”

“Fine, but I don’t love you! Okay? Is that better? Is that what you wanted to hear?”

Tom had the gall to smirk. “You don’t mean that.”

“Wha-I-Yes I do!”

His smirk fell and he turned serious. “I know I hurt you. And you’re scared to trust me again. That’s okay. I can wait. Because I do love you. And not even the girl I’m in love with can change my mind. I can wait, Y/N-”

“You’ll be waiting a long time.” You said.

“I’ll wait for as long as I have to. Because you’re worth it, darling.” His smirk came back on. “I’ll call you later.” He winked, gave you a kiss on your cheek, and stared at you as he walked backwards, back into the party.

You had the urge the scream right then. How dare he? How dare he do this to me? I can’t deal with this, I can’t deal with this, I can’t de-

“Y/N?” Samuel called as he rounded the corner to find you leaning against the wall, tears still running down your face. Samuel walked over to you.

“I thought if you guys talked you’d resolve things, but I’m afraid they might’ve gotten worse.”

You snorted. “That’s an understatement.”

“Do you wanna go home?”

You nodded your head. “Yeah, that might be good.”

You and Samuel walked out of the venue, hand in hand. The night hadn’t ended the way you hoped.

The night had ended just as Tom had hoped. He got to explain his feelings now and he got to apologize. And you cried. The fact that that made him happy surely meant he was an asshole. But you cried. It meant you still had feelings for him. All he needed to do was get you to trust him again. It sounded easy in his head, but he knew it wasn’t.

It was time for Tom to call in everyone he knew in order to help him win his girl back.

#tom holland #tom x reader #tom holland fic #harrison osterfield #haz osterfield #zendaya #zendaya coleman #tom holland imagine

[buzzmemes]

I hate this

I hate this : Memes

your passport photo and copy of passport At my school, the homework was to color the picture. So very true... In my school it’s so bad, the teacher projects it on the whiteboard ah, nightmares Soo true XD They say that because you cropped it out. And that is a fact They use plotters I get it! Lol that’s good shit Im sory Toad The homework that steals your time and your lunch money 99% of sane teachers shows u the color image on smart board No teachers want to show u crappy print Just understand it. Color printer is expensive. You’re telling me that teachers give out free black children? Bet, already got three in the basement itsa me, Noir-io Facts tho It'sa me, a-Copyo! We all make mistakes in the heat of passion, Jimbo. Come back in ten years And they pop in a “do you see the ... in the picture” question Why mario on the right looks like he's about to wake me up at 3 am saying with deep demonic voice It's time for me to turn you into my spaghetti Is this the new "We have ____ at home" ? Since im in school this is to relatable The math graphs were the worst though 30 years of saving princesses, 30 years of smashing brown mushrooms. And for what? Cake? Mario!? Why does this remind me of the fearsome Llapp Goch Master. There's a good chance this is unique! I checked 103,921,185 image posts and didn't find a close match Whenever I got bad copies I'd always split the best copies around the room so every student was at least near a good copy and keep a bad one for myself... Remember when you were the chosen one to go out of class and get em papers wonderful If Mario was in Papers, Please AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA printer companies: see you little shits? this is why your printer needs colored cartridges! My name is paublo Yes Is that pablo It's supposed to be not centered Based on a true story Itsa me, Marijuanio! he looks so sad:( NVM took a secound look he looks like he bout to ask me if i wanna buy WEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDD Kinda looks like Hitler though Noah get the Death Star. My kindergarten teacher wife has to print shit at home for this reason. Effectively costs $300/year in paper/ink and another $100 to replace whatever broken down color ink printer we have in a given year. I want her to transition to laser, but haven't been able to convince her. More like the board of Education, principal and superintendents wanting another raise so the kids get B&W copies. At our large school we have 1 color copier, the rest are black and white. More often than not, kids are not getting color copies. Budget. Why is this too true Don't you be knocking LaserJet. Those things were a tank whose toner lasted a long time. DeskJet is what you are looking for. Made with HP LaserJet 100 color MFP Same Mario on the right side looks like sleep paralysis demon, ngl. Mario and Noireio. Top 10 hollywood stars ruined by drug addiction. It looks like if he ran into me he'd try to stuff me into an animatronic suit where I belong Mario looks like he's going to go on a mugging spree Too true Me looking at my paper: HERE WE GOOOO One more gram common u can do it is fentanyl the new drug to go? i only appy the fentanyl patches on them cancer patients at work, so they don't suffer 24/7. a couple of months ago there was a problem at our elderly home, bc some crazies tried to dig them used patches out of our trash..have fun with patches which are covered in shit and piss You should have done 64 or 69 Bro youd die before you even got through half a gram of fentanyl wtf do you even know what fentanyl is lmao A true epic gamer moment God I wish I had some pure fent Issa me, Black tar heroin Mario! Come with me and meet my gang of druga dealers! I really Was expecting a rickroll lmao And this is probably what he's listening to on his alone time https://youtu.be/ijBrulQXE2U It me mrio I jst snrted one mre grm and I jst deid DO IT FOR THE GRAM Go ahead and do another gram just one more gram Legendary The homework that steals your time and your lunch money............... Luigi says: do the coke to get the smoke Betta tell your moms your dads your ministers... WOOOMP WOOOMP WOOOMP!!!! Justa what me the Doctor Mario prescribed Mama mia I a need a more of that a shit YAHOOOOOO!!!! And remember kids - when you do drugs, you go to hell before you die! It’s a me druggooo Mario! I have snorted 68 grams of pure fentanyl and I am going to die. Itsame itsame I’m literally studying for an exam right now and my professor put that on his own notes... like bro nobody gives a shit about your stats notes I had a professor just say “don’t waste your money on the book. Just google book name pdf and it should be the first link.” Then he did in in class go show us And then you have the ones that sell their own 40 page notes in 2 sections for €20 each at the college book store. Or the ones that make class notes and give them out in the first class. Even better are the ones that accidentally send a pdf of their own book that they make no money on due to a shitty publisher to one or two people in the class. my favorite kinds of professors A full commitment is what I'm thinking of A lot of emulators come with a warning like "Use a bios file from your own console. Do not download one for free from the Internet!" I saw something on TIL a while back, during the prohibition era of the United States, some companies sold grape concentrate. They had a warning on them that said something to the effect of "after adding the concentrate to water, do not let it sit for two weeks as it will ferment into wine." As if...they wanted you to do it! That's a pretty calculated statement for them to make. *mobile errors I had calculus profs who would tell us 'I legally cannot advise you to steal copywrited material so under no circumstances should you go to this website and torrent the textbook for free instead of buying it from the overpriced book store and wasting your money' I always love those blank pages that just have in like size i font "Do not write here" for no fucking reason. Then the teacher tells you that they didn't see it I like when it’s in huge, WHITE print in the middle of the fucking page so half the assignment is cut off I like when it says on the side of the paper COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL DO NOT PHOTOCOPY OR DISTRIBUTE BY ANY MEANS Or the "here's a form that was made in Excel, if you could fill it out so that we can input the information back in Excel that would be great." "yeah..." "But the image gets worse!" Work in Japan. Teachers give me a copied paper. "just copy it. They have the file on their damn computer. Which is where we are sitting. -20 points. I can’t even read the damn question At my school, we get lectured for printing a class set rather than just a master. They say it’s about toner being cheaper and the copier cartridges are much much bigger. There are also a lot of places where teachers don't have access to a shared laser printer like that and don't have any option but to make photocopies, so stuff like the OP can be unavoidable sometimes. Genuinely not a problem in my school - we have a fleet of MFDs for bulk printing. We have an admin assistant in charge of the reprographics room who can interrupt jobs if needed as well. It's just an old mindset that they can't get out of. Yeah but then you have to be the asshole that released a print job with 200+ pages while others are waiting to use the copier since this is the only one you can print to. What is full sending? huzzah, a man of quality Have you tried full sending it? From an IT perspective, usually it's not that they want you to know what triggered the problem, they want you to provide concise information on what exactly you were doing up until the issue occurred. Though I do understand that IT technicians are notoriously unsociable lol I'm sure thats a great suggestion but that's the thing is that IT acts like its up to the enduser to already know whats causing the issues and what needs to be done to fix it. Also this doesn't solve his/her issue of getting staples on the copies. Have your IT reinstall your driver and you can select the options that your printer has. likely you are on a global driver, or it wasn't installed correctly! Or if I want staples. We can only select staples on our copier itself. It would be easier if the print queue thing was reliable. But I can't keep running back to my room if it didn't send it, so I make extra copies from my first one. Or if I need front/back from different originals I work in IT support for a school - teachers, for some fucking reason beyond my understanding, seem to print one copy of something, then photocopy it for their classes. Telling them that just printing it for everyone keeps the quality better doesn't sink in. It costs the same, comes out of the same device, and it's less work, but I'm the insane one. Th s rin er se ms o æ run ing lo n ink To the knee And my axe! And my sword! Take mine too! Fuck off take a useless arrow Actually it seems this printer is low on incas. Damn u incas "I'm so sorry kids, our ancient printer is not working properly again" Read the full article

#Memes #memesdaily

[louminx]

Hey! Im unsure if you take questions about your ocs but i was curious about Indess's relationships with her family? I just love her and Tabris's and the Tabris family in general do i would love to know!

I love getting questions about my characters, so thank you! I’m also replaying DAO at the moment and have been thinking about this a lot. 

Indess cares a great deal about her family and is fiercely protective of them, although it’s moreso out of bitterness and loyalty, than the goodness of her heart. 

When it comes to her relatives, Shianni, Soris and herself have always been close - sort of like the Alienage’s terrible trio. They were raised together, and Shianni and Soris treat Indess like their sibling. Shianni has always been the more mature of the three, there to rein the other two in when they took things too far (which they did all too often). However, the older they grew, the more restless and distant Indess became.

Indess and Cyrion have a complicated relationship, to say the least. They’re very different people, with Indess never sitting still and Cyrion being more placid. He worries for her a lot and can sometimes lash out at her because of it. Cyrion is terrified of her getting hurt, or worse, and constantly tries to ground her… Which often causes more harm, than it does good. 

The person who impacted Indy the most was her mother. Indess is like her in so many ways and has only ever wanted to make her proud. She grew up on the stories Adaia would tell, and was told time and time again by her that she was special, meant for greatness, better than the Alienage. Indess took her words to heart, perhaps too much, and has therefore always been driven by them. To be honest, their relationship is my absolute favorite!

#indess tabris #tabris #dragon age #dragon age origins #ask louminx #i can't tell you how much I love asks like these #and I LOVE the Tabris family too!! #Shianni and Soris are my favorite non-companion npcs #outside of Duncan #but Warden-Dad doesn't count

[babylovetae]

not 2 be that bitch but i'm askin u all the bts questions pls thank u xoxo

I LOVE U BITCH @grungemum

        😍 who is your bias?it’s my baby taehyung u knoe it😈 and your biaswrecker?ITS JUNGKOOK OK I SWEAR SOMETIMES PPL COULD GO ON MY BLOG AND THINK I WAS A JK STAN IMM SO????????💿 hyyh or wings?tbhhhhh ok i love wings ok like, ,,,, LOVE but hyyh? iconic, the whole concept of youth and everything makes me long for the youth that i wasted/am wasting and i just really loeve it, 🎶 what’s your favourite song at the moment?my favorite song is begin i just love that song But right now im bopping to outro: wings 💙 hyung line or maknae line? don'tmake me choose ok ilove everyone💃 who is your favourite dancer?it’s a tie between hobi n jk, hobi just has this presence and he just KNOWS dance, the way he teaches the other members and helps them with the choreo makes me hard tbh, he just gets it and he loves it, but like with jk at least for me my eyes just go straight to him when he’s performing, he has this confident cocky aura that just GETS to me and it’s like he KNOWS he good🔥 RM, 1VERSE or Agust D?RM 🌱 your favourite member in maknae linemy baby taehyung🌳 and the hyung linemy baby namjoon📆 how long have you been a fan?jan 2016? it was like just after run n nye promotions had ended👬 your otpITS TAEKOOK U KNO DAT🎤 your favourite cover by the membersfools means Everything™ to me but i would DIE for jungkook’s purpose cover, there’s somethin abt that cover that jst makes me feel like things r gonna b ok it’s cheesy but whatever! n like knowng he recorded that for the fans… like im dead♋ do you share a zodiac sign with any of the members? no i don’t none of them r summer babies :(👀 your favourite part in cypher 4 HOBI , he owns so many of my favorite rap verses in their songs tbh!💞 ot3 war: vminkook or yoonminseokVMINKOOK👽 describe taehyung with 3 emojis💛😁🐯🗣 what’s your favourite solo song?it’s begin👥 and the duetduet????? anything namkook does together i would fukin die for🖊 who do you think is the best song writer?i think they all write great lyrics i cant pick a favorite lol💣 we are bulletproof 1 or 2pt. 2🤗 if you could spend the whole day with a member who would it be and what would you do?i hate questions like these lol, i don’t wanna answer dis🐰 describe jungkook with 3 emojis💪🏼😊🍜 didn’t wanna go w the cliché bunny emoji lol 👺 who do you think is the meme-iest one from the meme squad?jungkook lol🗺 where are you from? had they ever been there?i’m from california n yeah they’ve been here a couple times!🏝 which member would you take with you on a deserted island?/💰 do you have any merch?my friend but me the darknwild album n i have n army bomb :’)🔪 your favourite part in cypher 3NAMJOON REALLY KILLS IT FOR ME OK🐕 choose the bts dogsoonshim and rapmon r the cutest dogs in bangtan, no ifs ands or buts i wont accept any other answer lmao🍑 describe jimin in 3 emojis🤣😤✨🗡 in hunger games who do you think would die first and who will survive to the end?ummmmm die first, probably hobi lol, and 2 the end??? jk based on strength/skill or tae based on cleverness🍻 which member would you want to grab beer with?/👣 have you ever tried to learn any of their dances?LMAO yeah right na i just shake my ass or do the really easy hand movements hehe👓 describe namjoon in 3 emojis💓⛅✌🐻 ryan the bear or kumamonRYAN THE BEAR OMF 👔 what’s your hogwarts house? where do you think each memeber belongs?mine is slytherin,hobi, taehyung: hufflepuffnamjoon, yoongi: ravenclawjin, jimin: gryffindor🏃 in scale from jungkook to namjoon how fast do you run?really slow📸 concerts or fansignsi’ll never b able to go to a fansign so i’ll pick concerts but i would DREAM of going to a fansign 😇 decsribe hoseok in 3 emojis😆🏝🌟😸 are you shy and pure like jimin or freaky and naughty like taehyung?somewhere in the middle lol, im shy but im not pure but im not super naughty either lmao💣 what’s your favourite bangtan bomb (video not lightstick)(i had to look these up lmao) i have so many favorites: danger last day mission, let’s make an autograph, maknae line hide nseek, the bbae sae one, jungkook pd’s directing, 95z beat time, you’re a holiday, letter deliverer jimin, bts magic show, don’t tease me dance show, angry jhope, nickname tshirts, taetae magazine news, jimins tumbling time, that’s so many omg🛩 bon voyage or american hustle lifeBON VOYAGE OMG I LOVE BON VOYAGE 📖 do you write fanfiction?i used to but i haven’t for bts fandom📣 which cypher do you like the most?cypher pt 3 is legendary and cant be beat but cypher part 2 is fire and forgotten about🐢 describe yoongi in 3 emojis🤐👂🌾😪 what’s the best song to listen before falling asleep?coffee, rain, jungkook’s purpose cover, hold me tight📚 share your favourite fanfici have read WAY too  many 🎬 if there was a movie made about any member what kind of movie would it be?i have no idea lmao im sory🙋 have you ever met them in person?yeah right :(💁 describe jin in 3 emojis🍲😡☺😓 war of hormones or boy in luvBOY IN LUV PLEATHE🌈 most to least Not Straight in your opinionuhhhhhhhh jin, jimin, jungkook, namjoon, taehyung, hoseok/yoongi (literally one of my favorite headcanons is gay hoseok)🖍 who’s drawings do you like the most: jungkook’s or jimin’s?jungkook;s🤔 spring day or not today?not today but i also really love spring day especially the lyrics!!!!!!

(on the real u should answer these too)

(i hope u liked)

#messages #grungemum