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BOYFRIEND! BTS - JUNGKOOK EDITION

☆Dating Jungkook would include☆

Originally posted by beatriceindre

-A WHOLE LOT OF AWKWARDNESS (before the emergence of the cocky muscle pig)

 -We all know kookie is a shy bunny so dont expect much from this fluffy meme ball at the begininning

-It would probably take few months(or years) for kookie to hold your hand 

 -FoR rEaL Tho

 -This bunny would be his own enemy when it came to intiating skinship 

 - ‘Y/N LimBs aRe finAlLy FreE–..oh no .. s/he’s eating some chips now… ‘oh man holy shit’ “ 

-MEMEMEMEMEMEMESSSS

 - Your messages between each other would just be full on meme

 - because meme is his favourite language

-only being able to talk to you through text 

 - tHe poor bOY woUld bE fRoZeN iN front of yOU

-Going to the hyungs for advice

 -but ends up getting teased T.T

-Lots of amusement park and active dates… you better bring your asthma pump with you..i mean you are dating jeon jungkook after all

 -IRON MAN NEED I SAY MORE 

 - Taking nothing but ugly pictures of each other

-and using them as blackmail weapons

 - YOUr wHOle family lOVe hiM

 -you look like the devil besides him to them he can do no wrong

-you two being the 'no you hang up first’ couple in the beginning but now he just hangs up 

 -tbh you both get off of annoying each other

 - (video calling your dad) 

You:Daddy! How are you? 

《A wild Jungkook appears behind you》 

Jungkook: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Daddy’s fine… wHO iS– 

 Throws your phone out the window 

 -” Lets never speak of this again" 

“Since when did you become 'Daddy’? ” 

“Hussshhh~~( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ”

 - You going to watch their dance practices = him forcing the memebers to dress up in live performance attire 

 -Jimin having to accept that kookie is taken T.T

- “Im okay rlly..anyways Taehyung’s free ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)…”

 -If you’re short》You being teased mercilessly; Picked up at random times; literally being smothered when you hug him ; being called cuTE all tHE tIME; SPINS ALL THE TIME

 -If you’re tall》 marvelling at your beautiful long legs; no discrimination YOU’D ALSO BE CALLED CUTE ALL THE TIME; Seriously kookie would marvel at how elegant you looked; him being able to rest hishead on your shoulder,; KOOKIE SAID HE LIKES TALL GIRLS SO~~(i nEeD tO gROw) 

 - A lot of inside jokes… people just end up thinking you two are dumb beans -

 - Dont forget all the meme dances #1 Dance couple

-You guys would probably end up uploading a video with all of your signature meme dances combined 

 -Anime marathons~~~ if your not a fan of anime. you soon will be

SEXY TIMES (oH gOD nO)

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REALITY (☆_☆)

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-You’d probably have to initiate any kind of intimacy 

-but once he feels comfortable with you –_-_-_-_-_-_ R.I.P YOU

-sERioUSLy- This boy would be a fuckin incubus once his shyness is gone

-kOoKiE tHe pErvErT iS bOrN

-You’d have to fence him off from you

-He wouldnt really be into public teasing because he’s a really private person

-if he decided to initiate it, he’d be fine

-THIGH RIDING

-A WHOLE LOT OF THIGH RIDING

-YOU BETTER WORSHIP THEM THIGHS

-You getting angry when he leaves visble hickeys but him still continuing

-You then plan on getting him back but then realise the massive sHit StOrm it would create so you back down

-instead you hide all his timberlands and replace all his white shirts with brony merch because you believe everyone should love my little pony 

Originally posted by kpopruinedmy-soul

- He wouldnt really be into PDA especially in front of the members. it would be too embarrassing for him.. he stiLl sHY and the hyungs have no mercy

☆Overall kookie would be a fun and chill boyfriend, a bit sensitive as long as you’re okay with dishing out hugs and affirmations then there should be no problem☆

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Everyone: EGGS BACON GRITS SAUSAGE!!!

Pony: Blonde ass hair but I still gotta sausage!!!

Soda: Dropped outta school but I still gotta sausage!!!

Darry: Daddying’ my bros but I still gotta sausage!!!

Two Bit: Like Mickey Mouse but I still gotta sausage!!!

Steve: Face full of cake but I still gotta sausage!!!

Dally: Shot dead by the cops but I still gotta sausage!!!

Johnny: Burnt the fuck up but I still gotta sausage!!!

Everyone: SAUSAGE SAUSAGE S-S-SAUSAGE!!!

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A little something for @alphacrone​ who wanted to read some Friendship!Jack and Bitty.  A restless night at the Haus leads to an impromptu visit to the local bowling alley.


“Just trust me on this one, Jack,” Bitty said out of the side of his mouth as he reached for a bowling ball.

Jack nodded, then turned toward Shitty.

“Yeah, sure.  I’m in,” Jack said as he handed Shitty a twenty dollar bill. 

“Lord, that’s kind of steep for me right now,” Bitty said hemming and hawing. “Well, at least it’ll be fun.”

“I feel bad taking your money, Bitty,” Shitty said as he took two crumpled tens. “But not too bad!”

Bitty looked at the balls, and decided on a neon green 12 pound ball.  

“How hard can it be?” he asked Shitty as he lifted the ball and held it to his chest.

Jack smirked, and sat down as he entered everyone’s name into the automatic scorer.  

Lardo and Shitty had been restless at the Haus that evening, and their restlessness began to spread to the rest of the team.  Even with midterms quickly approaching, no one else had any real inclination of actually doing work.

“It’s Friday night.  We’re young and alive… let’s do something. Anything for fuck’s sake,” Shitty moaned as he dramatically spread himself across the kitchen table and sighed.  

Lardo sat on the counter looking through her Instagram feed while Bitty frosted some cupcakes, and frowned upon seeing Shitty plastered on the table.

“Can you please get your stank ass head off my kitchen table?  We eat there, you know.”

“Stank ass head.  Good one, Bittle,” Jack snorted as he also sat at the table, doodling some hockey plays in the margin of his history book.

Lardo jumped off the counter and shoved her phone in front of Shitty’s face.  

“Look!  An online coupon for free pizza with a paid game at Strikers.  Get up, peeps.  We’re going bowling.”

Shitty immediately sat up and threw his fist into the air.

“Yes! A little ten pin, m’lady and gents?”

“Bowling?” Bitty said with a slight moue.

Jack stood up and said, “I could bowl.  You don’t bowl, Bittle?”

Bitty shrugged and put down the last cupcake.  “Fine… let’s go bowling, I guess.”

“Thank god, I was just about to pass out of boredom,” Lardo said as she grabbed the Haus keys from the glass bowl on the kitchen counter.

“Let’s go, kiddles.  And bring those cupcakes,” Shitty said as he followed Lardo outside.

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A little reminder about Ponyboy Curtis:

I’ve been thinking about this for a while and just wanted to share.

Everyone in the fandom portrays pony as some shy, meek spirited wuss who is scared to stick up for himself or ask a girl out.

Let me just re-jog your memory of the time pony went out to get lunch with Steve and Two-bit, take a look at this quick excerpt from towards the end of the book.

// I was sitting on the fender of Steve’s car, smoking and drinking a Pepsi while he and Two-Bit were inside talking to some girls, when a car drove up and three Socs got out. I just sat there and looked at them and took another swallow of the Pepsi. I wasn’t scared. It was the oddest feeling in the world. I didn’t feel anything— scared, mad, or anything. Just zero.
“You’re the guy that killed Bob Sheldon,” one of them said. “And he was a friend of ours. We don’t like nobody killing our friends, especially greasers.”
Big deal. I busted the end off my bottle and held on to the neck and tossed away my cigarette “You get back into your car or you’ll get split.”
They looked kind of surprised, and one of them backed up.
“I mean it” I hopped off the car. “I’ve had about all I can take from you guys.” I started toward them, holding the bottle the way Tim Shepard holds a switch— out and away from myself, in a loose but firm hold. I guess they knew I meant business, because they got into their car and drove off.
“You really would have used that bottle, wouldn’t you?” Two-Bit had been watching from the store doorway. “Steve and me were backing you, but I guess we didn’t need to. You’d have really cut them up, huh?”
“I guess so,” I said with a sigh. I didn’t see what Two-Bit was sweating about— anyone else could have done the same thing and Two-Bit wouldn’t have thought about it twice.
“Ponyboy, listen, don’t get tough. You’re not like the rest of us and don’t try to be…”
What was the matter with Two-Bit? I knew as well as he did that if you got tough you didn’t get hurt. Get smart and nothing can touch you…
“What in the world are you doing?” Two-Bit’s voice broke into my thoughts.
I looked up at him. “Picking up the glass.”//

Pony says himself he doesn’t feel anything. No sympathy, no fear, nothing. Cold and empty. He doesn’t hesitate in busting the end off his bottle to fight off the socs and threaten them. Even after the fact two-bit realizes that pony was being tough.

Pony quotes what Dally told him after the rumble on the way to the hospital the night Johnny died. “Get tough and you won’t get hurt.”

I’m not ignoring the fact Pony began to pick up the glass afterwards, he didn’t want anyone to get a flat tire.

Another example:

//…remembering Tim Shepard’s kid brother. Curly, who was a tough, cool, hard-as-nails Tim in miniature, and I had once played chicken by holding our cigarette ends against each other’s fingers. We had stood there, clenching our teeth and grimacing, with sweat pouring down our faces and the smell of burning flesh making us sick, each refusing to holler…//

Let me remind you this is before Johnny died and Pony decided to “be tough” like Dally.

Pony wasn’t some super shy, awkward kid around Cherry either, he talked to her just fine. Didn’t hesitate to go up and get popcorn with her the night at the movies either.

Also, the night of the rumble he knew he was sick but sucked it up, took some aspirin and went anyways. He didn’t just sit around and get beat up during the rumble either. In the beginning he found the next best to a soc his size and ended up helping dally out by jumping on a soc’s back.

Sure, pony doesn’t go out deliberately looking for fights, but he does stick up for himself when need be. He’s not some baby. Remember, he is still a greaser. A no-good hood; with manners.

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SEXY AMBER BY PONY !!
今天玩很开心,谢谢MeU 谢谢你们~~
@Pony__朴惠敏 我经常来玩 ​​​​

[trans] SEXY AMBER BY PONY !!

today had a lot of fun, thank you MeU thank you everyone~~

@Pony__朴惠敏 i’ll come to play often

Things everyone in the Killjoys fandom agrees on:

-Party Poison is a furry

-No one is straight

-Kobra is Zone Dad

-Ghoul has issues

-Jet Star is Ultimate Zone Mother

-Everyone wants to fuck Show Pony

-Val Velocity is TRASH and possibly the worst thing to happen to the zones since BLI 

brillek  asked:

Crystal horse master race? Elaborate! Are you a crystal nazi!?

Heil the Crystal Heart!

Crystal Horses are the 100% best horses.

They’re ageless, they’re shiny, and they ring when you squeeze them.

They’re also the underdog. They’re super rare as OCs despite being a canon species. Everyone loves bat ponies and griffons and even changelings, but when was the last time you saw a Crystal Pony?

I super love Crystal Ponies. All of them. 

The Beginning Of A Beautiful Thing

Fandom- The Outsiders (Darry X Reader)

Trigger warnings- Nope.

Note- Sorry for not posting in so long. This is my Father’s Day contribution. Also, I don’t know how ultrasounds work… so it might not be super accurate. Too late now.

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  You had been avoiding Darry since you found out you were pregnant. For some reason, the news wasn’t something you were finding easy to incorporate into words. How could you tell your boyfriend you were having his baby? Darry was having to bust his ass working two jobs to keep up his two brothers. How far was he going to have to go to help cover a baby? You worked too, of course. But you were terrified anyway.

  You stood in front of your bathroom mirror with your shirt up. You were showing a little, but it was too noticeable. You ran your hand across your stomach. Oh, this was really happening. Oh, wow.

  You sighed loudly and ran your hands through your hair. You lived alone in your house not too far from where the Curtis boys lived. You could walk there in about five minutes. It would probably be fifteen minutes once your baby bump caused you to wobble.

  A knock against your door sounded out. You knew it was Darry and you were filled with dread. This was probably the best time to tell him. You fixed your shirt and wiped the stray tears out of your eyes. You really hoped that Darry wouldn’t be upset with you. He would probably be more upset that you hadn’t talked to or seen him in over a week. But for some reason, that didn’t make anything better.

  You shuffled to the door and opened it for him. Darry was standing and looking at you with those piercing blue eyes. He was real handsome, even with the upset look on his face. Oh, you hoped to God he wasn’t about to break up with you right then and there. You’d only been dating for about a year, but you’d known each other for a life time.

  Darry leaned forward and kissed the tip of your nose. You exhaled shakily and grabbed his hand. You pulled him into your house before shutting the door behind him. Darry didn’t disrupt your interlocked fingers as you pulled him into your living your room.

  “Sit down.” You stated softly. His eyebrows raised slightly as he sat down. You were trying to swallow the lump in your throat. Your fingers itched to run across you stomach again, but you refrained.

  “What’s going on, Y/n?” Darry’s eyes searched yours for anything. You kept eye contact with him and drew in a breath. What was the big deal about telling him? He would probably react decently. Maybe he’ll be happy.

  “Y/n, are you okay?” Darry took your hands in his and watched you carefully. His face was riddled with concern. You felt tears prick your eyes and you decided to just spit it out.

  “I’m pregnant.” You said softly. Darry blinked and his eyes shot down to your stomach. His mouth was agape. No response yet. How long had it been since you said it? An hour? A day? A year?

  “Is it mine?” Darry looked up at you with a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. You exhaled a laugh and nodded vigorously.

  “You’re the only one for me, Darry.” You smiled and blinked back your tears. He pulled his hand out of yours and held it up. He looked to you for permission. You pulled your shirt up and he slid his hand across your belly.

  “Oh, golly. I-” Darry’s voice cracked and he pressed his forehead onto your stomach. “I’m gonna be a father. You’re gonna be a mother. We’re gonna have a baby!”

  Darry laughed and kissed the spot right above your naval. You ran a hand over his hair and laughed again. Why were you so worried anyway?

  “C'mon.” Darry stood up and pulled you towards the door. You followed him slowly.

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