Unfortunately, my amigos, we managed to come up with 100 prompts. Here’s part 1:
You’re a ghost haunting your own funeral. You see that nobody showed up.
What are these strangers doing in your house? You’re confused and angry, it’s been a week and it seems like they’re not leaving, they’re not even paying attention to you. You’re the ghost haunting your house without knowing it.
A single man and dog run the Iditarod only to show up with the medicine for his daughter too late. This is his story.
You fight for a noble cause. You complete all the necessary steps. You reach the top of the world doing good deeds to improve peoples lives. It’s your first day of retirement and you watch your hard work comes undone before your eyes.
“You can’t understand how it is to feel this worthless. I just want it all to go away! I want it all to STOP!”
Despite everything they did, everything they went through. It was made clear that their attempts were pointless, as they were too late to save them.
The only thing left for you to do was to leave forever
You didn’t visit your parent figure in hospital the day before they passed away because you wanted to finish your homework. Less than 24 hours later, you get a message from your sibling. “They passed away this morning.”
No matter how hard you try, they just laugh at you. You are a joke, a game, you don’t matter. You’ve had enough.
“Robert, you can’t just leave! There are fifty kids waiting for you! You promised you’d get us out alive. You told them so!” “No, darling, I promised I’d get us out alive. Us, being me and my 500 grand. Thanks for your help, by the way. Sorry about the boiled alive thing. Chao!”
Why did you leave me? It’s been 15 years. Why did you leave? I can’t just accept the fact that you showed up on my doorstep expecting an apology. I have a family now. And I can’t let you pull me into your problems.
Your school, company, or organisation has required you to go to therapy for a potentially traumatic incident. This is the session when you decide to tell the story of becoming estranged from your last living relative.
You can only watch the live news helplessly as, thousands of miles away, an tsunami happens in the country your best friend happens to be visiting
“My head is full of you but my arms are empty.”
Best Friends Forever", we used to say. But now we aren’t even talking anymore. When I see them anywhere, another person is by their side, a new best friend. And I, I am all alone.
Person A shares something that no one knew about them and it is very personal and then they get outcasted by their family and person B is the only one to support them as they cry.
The fire was pretty, swirling in shades of blue and green and purple, if you could ignore the fact it was destroying the planet.
A crying child in the hospital bed looks to you for answers. She wants to know where her mommy is. You have no answer.
“I cannot take it anymore, Sam. You don’t tell me anything, you’ve been disappearing for hours, you have phone calls you don’t want me to hear, and now you forgot our anniversary. I’m done being patient. I have packed my things, you can keep the car and the house. Goodbye.” A small box fell out of his fingers, and a ring with a diamond shining merrily on the band rolled away, as the phone stopped playing out the voicemail.
You unlock your phone, and, ignoring the shaking of your hand, answer the call. “Hey” you say, not even trying to compress the wound, too far gone as you already are, “no, i’m fine. I’ll be with you in a minute or two…”
I knew it would be there, I saved for this special occasion. It was my deserved reward after a shitty day and it was gone. The cupcake was gone.
it was finally summer, his favorite season. He sat up in his bed and told you all about what he did last year. He rode his bike everywhere, he played so many games with his friends, he swam in the town park pool… you were the doctor, and you had come in to bring his parents out of the room to talk to them about how the cancer had spread unexpectedly.
You’ve just had an unpleasant lunch with your family and one of your siblings has just told you that you’ve been horrible the entire meal. What now?
Your mom starts crying
you walk down the street and you see a familiar face. Your heart starts beating faster and you speed up, because Gosh, you haven’t seen them in the longest time, but then as you are about to reach them and scream their name, you suddenly stop because remember that it can’t be them because you’re now on the other side of the world, and you left the person you love far away….
It’s your grandfather’ funeral. The place is packed, he was loved by so many. Then, a small child puts a cup of coffee by his ashes.. (“Have this grandpa, it’s time to wake up”)
The person you love has to be killed in order to save other people. Their death guarantees the others’ safety and it is the right thing to do, and they want to do it, but you have to kill them. So you do.
you have the power to bring back the dead. You quickly realize that this comes with draw-backs since certain parts of them stay dead. someone close to you had an accident and this is the most difficult decision of your life.
the smallest coffins are the heaviest.
Her answer is to gently cup your face with trembling hands. Her smile is gentle and so, so sad. Her breathy whisper reaches your ears, “because love is watching someone die,” and shatters your world.
It had always been her. From the first day you saw her, you knew that she was the one, the one you wanted to spend your entire life with. Day by day, that future became a little more solid, a little more opaque. Until you watched it shrivel, collapse and die when strangers pulled a frail, familiar body out of the wreck.
you wake up to silence, except for the sound of quiet sobbing and a set of packed suitcases in the hall.
“I’m going to… take a nap… just for a minute. I’ll be… right back.” He lies down just where he sat. “Could you… hold my hand?”, he asks of her. She moves carefully around the table, as not to disrupt the game that they will certainly continue. He rests his head on her knees. “Are you there?”, he asks. “Yes, I’m here.” He holds her hand tighter. “Are you there?”, he asks, slowly his voice getting quieter and weaker….
You and your family were in a car crash. You think you’ve survived but in the hospital you found you’ve died and you watch your parents, your SO, your children and your friends mourn. You don’t leave earth. You remain there watching over your loved ones, but when they die, they don’t join you. You are by yourself forever.
Driving home, you hit something. Getting out, you realize it’s your pet who went missing a few months ago
Using the word ‘almost’ is the most melancholic way to describe an upsetting moment. She almost got there in time. He almost caught her. She almost told her. They almost made it.
You realise animals no longer acknowledge your existence. They can’t seem to see or hear you. Your best friend is your dog.
“I’ll never be perfect in my parents’ eyes no matter what I do.”
When you were 7, you were kidnapped when for 15 years. At the age of 22, you are finally rescued. Write about your time held in captivity and what it was like when you were saved.
Time and time again, the prompt guy refuses my Danny DeVito suggestions
“You’re the worst teacher I ever had, but I don’t want you to leave, because you were also the best, in a way.”
after always feeling like you were never wanted around, someone decided to tell you how you felt is exactly right. and now you have a fire in your heart you’ve decided to do something about it.
He was supposed to protect me. Instead he became the one I needed protection from.
“We’ll be finally be able to be together. Just one more year. Then we can finally be happy.” That was the last thing you said to your lover before going back off to war. Now you find yourself in an empty house, holding one last letter addressed to you and the memories of a lifetime of unfulfilled promises.
I’m not sure which was worse: keeping it a secret for so many years, or the look on my mom’s face when I told her.
you moved in a new town a few months ago. One of your friend tells you that he heard your best friend say “There’s no point staying in touch, we won’t see each other ever again.”
“I’m sorry sir, but we’re all out of chicken nuggets.”
You are a stray dog. Your master lost you 3 years ago. You go on an epic and heart-filled journey to find your master, not knowing that they are already dead.
It was the first time your parents said the word proud in relation to you, but you could just feel that was nothing more than a backhanded compliment. It only made you feel terrible.
After five years, they were finally back together. But time had torn them apart and as much as they tried, they were unable to love each other again.
The dark and dreary realisation finally hit you: You’re the one in the coffin. This is your funeral. All these people are upset and crying over you.
The war had been ravaging the country for years. You fought for your country, you shed your blood, you did your part. And yet a mistake is going to be your undoing. Write your last letter before your execution to a daughter you will never come back to.
Your siblings played a game with you, it was called “Who can ignore you the most”. But it’s okay, you knew they love you, because there was still food on the table, and bedtime was still shared in the same room. It’s been years, you’re in the worst time of your life now, and you feel the need to reach out for help. You hope the game is over by now.
You’ve been messaging someone online for years now, chatting with them about this and that every so often. They stopped logging on a month ago. You have no way of knowing if they’re okay, and can only watch and wait for a reply.
You read a late familiar’s diary from decades ago. You knew nothing about them before this moment.Their insight in life is what you need to solve your problems, and your insight could have helped save their life.
“I am so tired.” She whispered to him, inches away from jumping of that bridge.
Every time your father leaves for work, you wonder if he’s going to die. You make sure to say “i love you” every day before he goes, but one day you forget…
you’re the last member of your species, your culture, your language. Scientists are around you, waiting for every bit that you can share, for them to document. They don’t care about you. Although you’re surrounded by people, you’re alone.
your idol, a vegetarian, was forcefully fed a hotdog
Write about the small and big sacrifices mothers make for their children.
You are trapped in a “coma” can hear everything around you, including friends and family coming to say goodbye before your life-support is taken away due to lack of insurance. They can’t prove you aren’t brain dead. You can’t say goodbye back.
“The monsters won’t come and hurt me will they daddy?” “As long as I’m around,” he said, giving you a goodnight kiss. “No one will ever hurt you.” “You’ll come home right? Promise?” “I Promise.” But he failed to keep his promise. He never came home and the monsters got you after all.
Tell the story of someone who goes about daily life, well, tries to anyway. It’s hard for them because they had severe depression. Tell of their struggles and trials. But also tell of their successes.
For Sale: Baby Shoes. Never worn.
you’re the last person in the world and you just lost hope for finding anyone else
You went on a great quest with your friends. You slayed monsters together, fended off enemies, and overcame all challenges that came your way. However, your friends perished at the final boss. You’ve just defeated him, and the reality is sinking in.
You are the new Death. The torch has been passed down to you for reasons you don’t know. It is now your job to take the lives of those whose time is up, old or young. Are you prepared to do it? And why were you chosen?
You have become immortal through a game that destroyed your universe. You and and your friends recreated the universe. You remember, they do not. The big bad from the game haunts your dreams.
You wake up and smell something burning. You think someone is making breakfast. You get up to see your house is on fire and you’re the only survivor.
As the crowd around you cheers for your brother’s assassin, you hold him in your arms as you watch his life fade. He was the most hated man in the world, a brutal dictator, a tyrant worse than your father ever was. He was the very kind of man who you hated yourself. Yet you’re crying, looking down upon his smiling face as he watches the crowd and his killer in his final moments, because in the end this was what he promised you. He promised to make a world where no one would have to fight anymore, where there can be peace. And now that the most hated man is dead, there can be.
After a long fulfilling life, you find yourself in the past, at the lowest point of your life. Your family is gone, your friends don’t know who you are, and you’re left with nothing. What do you do?
there’s no pizza in the fridge
You love children and plan to have some one day, until you find out at a doctors appointment that you are infertile…
It’s the effort that counts but it’s the result that’s remembered. Write a story about someone who spent years devoted to their passion but their efforts remain unrecognised, unappreciated because they were ultimately unsuccessful, even after death.
“…you never really loved me, did you.” and the silence said it all
you are a dog going into the vet. You have no idea why your owner is crying. You have no idea that it’s your last visit.
Your parents just told you that they’re getting a divorce.
Your best friend/SO has wronged the gods and has 24 hours to live. You can trade your life for theirs by putting your essence by the mercy of the gods. What do you do?
he spat angrily as he raised what remained of his son “I NEVER LOVED YOU”
write a story where you build up to one character’s death. In the end, that character survives, but another character dies instead.
You are a time traveler, but you never knew it. The only time you successfully did it was when you were a baby, and you’ve grown up a long time away from your original life. One day, you find a shrine… Dedicated to you, by your original family.
You sat across from them at the table, and realized that you had both run out of things to say to each other.
Write a story about an adventurous character who somehow survives all the trouble they get into. These are the memories of an old person, as they remember what they did, with a week of less left before their last breath.
Everyone else had moved on further. You have missed your opportunity to move along with them, and you are the only one left behind in the gray lands. All because of your most annoying habit
“But I rescued you from-” “You killed the dragon! You killed my best friend!”
When you were little, you lost your parents in a house fire. Now, you’ve found out that you have the power to control fire, and are starting to suspect that the fire that killed your parents wasn’t a cooking accident after all..
You spent the past 10 minutes walking back and forth from the lobby to the dance floor in search of them, worrying your ass off. They finally decide to come out and they curse at you for ruining their night.
It was horrible, a pain unbearable to you, the feeling of your soulmate breaking down. The person you once loved, now shattered and scarred from trauma. The worst of part of it, you were helpless. All you could do was sit and watch, but you’d get your revenge. On Death himself.
Your maths teacher gives you a school detention despite the fact that you are 110% innocent of everything you’ve been accused of. You are forced to stare at a wall for half an hour in silence to think about ‘what you’ve done.’ What happens now?
You confess to your parents about your depression and suicidal thoughts, but they just shrug it off as you being over dramatic. Months later and the sight of your parents still hurts you deep inside, because they never understood you.
You’re in love with your coworker, who’s married and has two kids. He’s quitting job today. He tells you that he loves you.
You’re in a room full of onions.
You’re just about to start your period and you’ve been craving Chinese food all week. You finally get said Chinese food, get home, pull it out of the bag and drop it. You start scream-crying, and your family runs into the room to check on you. What happens next?
Your daughter has been bullied ever since she’s started school due to the fact that you aren’t the richest of families in a pretty nice neighborhood. When she begs you to buy her a doll everybody likes, you know you won’t be able to afford it.
You hide in your room and clutch a pillow, listening to the abusive language your family members through at each other. You hear your youngest sibling being physically abused again, and his screams echo throughout the house.
“We found cancerous tissue. I’m sorry.” “What a way to start my first day of college.” (comment: this actually happened to me, I was diagnosed with cancer my first day of college)
An old man is on his death bed, riddled with dementia. Volunteering for the elderly with no family left, you visit, but he mistakes you for son or daughter.
I looked in the mirror and realized who was staring back. It was someone I wasn’t content with.
Write a story through the perspective of an abused cat on their 9th life.
Tell a story about a person who never appears in photographs because they were always behind the camera, looking wistfully at everyone’s smiling faces. It is only after they’re long gone that someone finally notices. Old memories are brought up.
A- At what age did you have your first kiss?
B- Have you ever been in love?
C- Do you have a crush/who is it?
D- Have you ever dated anyone?
E- What’s the grossest thing you’ve ever done?
F- Have you ever flown in a plane?
G- Do you prefer boys, girls, both, or neither?
H- How many times have you been in love?
I- What are your interests?
J- What is the worst joke you’ve ever heard?
K- How many times have you been kissed?
L- Are you in love?
M- What’s most important to you?
N- Have you/would you ever send nudes?
O- How often do you cry?
P- What’s the weirdest thing you’ve done in public?
Q- Make up your own question
R- Are you right or left handed?
S- What is your weirdest sexual fantasy?
T- Do you trust easily?
U- What style of underwear do you wear?
V- Are you a virgin?
W- Who is your best friend?
X- What are your exes like?
Y- What’s your favorite place to be?
Z- How many words can you list that start with the letter z?
As a kid, I used to think love was when you thought someone was pretty and they let you hold their hand. I would send out the letters to every girl that caught my eye and I would wait anxiously for a reply. I carried that trend into my adult life–pairing myself with any pretty girl that didn’t find me repulsive.
So when you asked me when I knew I loved you. I was tempted to say it was when we held hands for the first time and I felt it in my gut, but it was seven months later, a week after I met your family, that double date with your best friend and her loud boyfriend. During one of his many stories, you reached for my hand under the table and smiled at me because you knew how irritated I was getting. I tried to master a smile back at you but my lips turned to concrete. I felt it like I had never in my life: butterflies.
All my life I’ve been building walls and towers so high you couldn’t see what was behind; my fears and insecurities. Perhaps that’s why I always looked for battles and challenges, even when there wasn’t any. I always looked for ghosts to fight and demons to shoot so I would keep myself busy. Then, you came along and you made it easy for me. You laughed at all my jokes, especially the terrible ones and made me special, safe. I couldn’t fight this and I didn’t want to because it was the best thing to ever happen to me. I knew instantly that you didn’t want to change that part of me which always looked for the hard path but you would encourage it, standing by my side. So that’s what love is, not the absence of a battle, but fighting together.
💖 sparkle up your heart by doing random acts of kindness to the people you love or even to strangers (if ur comfortable with that)
🐶 pat your doggos, pets, and animals friends for a happy soul! give em extra hugs for optimal results!
🐣 dont chicken out! if u want to do something that makes u happy, just do it! and always remember to do it for yourself
🐚 collect sum cute shells in the beach, fill a smol jar with sand, and chill with ur friends/significant other
🌱 go on a botanical garden adventure! make ur own garden! plant the old seeds u bought from a plant shop, water your little sprouts!
🍵 drink a warm cup of earl grey tea or coffee! spice it up with cinnamon if u want! (i dont like. cinnamon tho but u kno)
🍋 detoxify!! lemon is a good antioxidant! drink a cup of lemonade or do ur mix in ur own way!
🍓 boost ur health (bc it is wealth) by eating and storing a couple of organic fruits for personal consumption
🌻 go buy yourself some sunflowers, daisies, zinnias, crysanthemums in the farmer’s market
🌞 go out, experience the sunny weekdays, enjoy the feel of sun beams during the golden hours, fall in love with the summer feel
🌚 observe the moon, fall in love with the stars, embrace the beauty of the skies and the galaxies
📌 grab the keys and go on a crazy spontaneous adventure !! bring a tad of food for picnic purposes too
🎨 make art, appreciate art, be ur own version of masterpiece. grow up and craft yourself to become ur best version!
🔮 invest in the little things in life. enjoy the smell of rain, the copper brwn color of your trees on autumn, living for the littlest things is (proven to be) magical.
⌚ dont worry too much!! you are not running out of time. you are still young and you have ur life ahead of you.
🎥 film all the beautiful things about your days. do it for achive’s sake. do it for your future self. do it so that u may be able to rewatch it over and over again
🎶 listen to good soothing music while taking a shower, nap, or walking on parks!!
💌 write your future self a letter that talks about your aspirations and dreams and a little description about ur present self
📖 read your favorite books under the genre feel-good! reread if u want to feel the lingering joy inside ur chest again!
💭 talk to your friends, colleagues, best buds etc! it is never okay to bottle up the sadness!!
🔎 research cute places you’ve never been to and visit them alone, with your significant other, or with your best pals! google is ur adventure bestfriend!
✨ dont forget to sparkle up! ur shinier than the glitters!
💤 get some sleep to recharge for a brighter tomorrow! oversleeping may sometimes be bad for u tho
✋ give yourself a high five for surviving today and yesterday! im proud of u!
📯 learn a new instrument and compose a cute song for your friend!
Our 11th house rules friends, groups and communities. Planets and signs there show how you are in front of your friends and in a group. It also show the kind of friends do you feel attracted to!
Keep in mind that all this interpretations could change depending the planets’ aspects, asteroids and, basically, the whole chart.
♈Aries in the 11th house is that friend that insults you but actually loves you . People with this placement want to look rough and hard to get, but they’re babies. They’re the ride or die friends™. Also this people seem to get angry or be angry 24/7 with you but forget about it like 5 minutes later. They’re fierce as fuck so don’t fuck with their friends. These people seek reckless friends, the ones that will understand them.
♉Taurus in the 11th house is that kind of friend who smells and dress well. They’re chill and like to hang out in. You know they love you when they lend you money or share with you some of their things (i.e food, old pictures, clothes, etc). Keep the same friends and enemies from 2nd grade. They’re the ultimate loyal friend™
and the one that still keep their stuffed animals™. These people seek calm friends who will stay and won’t make their life a chaos.
♊Gemini in the 11th house is that friend that somehow knows all about everyone or everything. You just can ask them whatever cross your mind, and they will tell you random facts about it (or they’ll investigate it!). Gossip queen/king™, they’ll use what they know in order to defend their friends. They also can be the smartass friend™ , always with something new to talk about. These people seek for someone who listen to them and help them to grow intelectually.
♋Cancer in the 11th house is the kind of people who find themselves being the mom friend™, they don’t have enough authority for being a leader, but they’ve enough presence to make people vent all their secrets. They’re blind when it comes to loved ones, they will defend them no matter what. Also this people is the kind that keep friends from childhood and make scrapbooks of your friendship. These people seek sensitive people and ,unconsciously, friends that will let them show their natural nurture skills.
♌Leo in the 11th house is the kind of friend who’s overprotective and jealous over their loved ones. People with this placements could be leaders or want to be one. If not, they could be the artsy friend™. They like to do your makeup and gossip with you. They’re one of the most loyal friends you can get, but don’t fuck with them. As long as they’re your friend, your enemies are their enemies. See you cry makes them cry. Tend to talk over you, then apologize about it, and do it again. Also they like presents and cheesy letters, probably a lot of kissing and hugs. These people seek devoted and optimistic friends.
♍Virgo in the 11th house is the friend who’s always by your side. They won’t left you and, plus, they’ll advise you about everything, and probably critizes you for your own good. They’re the ones that correct your grammar and actually make sure you have eaten and sleep well. They’re that perfectionist friend™, probably the best at something. Also they’re the concerned friend™, a kind of overanxious mom. These people seek intelligent and calm people who will help them as much as they help other people.
♎Libra in the 11th house, like Gemini, likes to talk and gossip about other people’s taste. They think they have a better taste than the rest of the people (and they actually have it) and will be your shop buddy™. People with this placement tend to be popular or well-liked by most people they meet. Like Leo, they’re your artsy friend™. In fact, these people loves to talk about art and have their exclusve group of friends. They apprecite harmony in their relationships. These people seek for comforting relationships and constant mental stimulation.
♏Scorpio in the 11th house like Gemini, they seem to know everything about everyone. If you ask this people about other person, they’ll tell you a biography (if they trust you, of course). This people keep secrets from everyone. They’re hard to get and if you finally get their trust, never, NEVER, fail them. After all, they know everything about you, too. On the good side, they give the best gifts. These people seek true friends, who won’t press them or make them feel vulnerable.
♐Sagittarius in the 11th house is the argumentative friend that atually doesn’t take nothing seriously but his/her opinions. They could rant of politics and animal rights for hours, and tend to stick their foot in their mouth when trying to tell you that you mean a lot to them.
They’re your travel friends™ and the wannabe philosopher friend™. These people might be talking about their neighbour’s dogs and then they tell you they’ve an Internet friend from Perú called Carlos. These people seek road trip pals and adventures.
♑Capricorn in the 11th house These people, like Cancer in the 11th, tend to keep friends from their childhood. They’re the ones that help you with school and let you copy their homework. They like to talk about books that you both have read. They’re the friends that introduces you to job interviews and help you to get them. For them, time is what makes a friendship worthy. These people seek down-to-earth friends.
♒Aquarius in the 11th house is the kind of friend that introduces you to new music and experiences. They treat everyone as their friend, but inside you, you know you’re one of their few friends. But believe me, steal one of their ideas and they’ll forget about you. They may seem cold, but they’re just thinking about other things. They find themselves original and interesting, so they tend to be the snob friend™
or actually the weird friend™. These people seek unusual people and those who seem interested in change.
♓Pisces in the 11th house is the kind of friend that has his/her head in the clouds. These people like to help their friends and they will try to advise them wherever when needed (and when not lol). Therefore, they’re the counselor friend™ or the emo one. They’re very creative (I wouldn’t be surprise if they had drawn you in their sketchbook at least once) and half of the time they’re not listening to you, but they’re not trying to be rude. In fact, they may remember all their friends’ birthdays but not what they have said 10 minutes ago. These people seek for friends as sensitive and helpful as they are!
Sun in the 11th house is the kind of people whose main focus is on their social life. These people tend to be natural leaders and are very popular. They seem to only care about their reputation and their ideals, which is mostly true (of course, you have to see the rest of the chart and the Sun’s aspects). Their friends shape their identity the most. For this people, you are who you’re friends with.
Moon in the 11th house is the kind of people that feel easily attacked if they find someone gossiping abourt their friends. These people have a rough time separating their emotions from their friends’ actions or emotions. They’re easily hurt by them and tend to be overdramatizers. Their emotions could be aligned with a group’s emotion (for example, if your classmates are all angry at a teacher, these people may get angry with that teacher too, not because they have a reason to get angry, but they feel the atmosphere and imitates it unconsciously).
Mercury in the 11th house is the kind of people that is constantly airing their opinions and knowledge. They seem to know everything, or at least they’ll act like it. They update their friends with all the news and gossips, and pretend the same from them. They’re the brain of the group.
Venus in the 11th house is the kind of people that need peace in their group of friends and try to get along with everyone. These people may feel really stressed out if there’s problems in their main group. They have a way with words and know how to talk to each person. They might become known for their relatiosnhips.
Mars in the 11th house is the kind of people that seem to be angry with everyone. They have troubles making
relationships and tends to have a lot of frenemie relationships. On the other hand, they can focus all their energy on defending their friends and fight anyone who threatens them and their friendship.
Jupiter in the 11th house is the kind of people who weirdly get along with EVERYONE and seem to have friends around the world. They expand themselves through friendships and new people. However, they can become inconsiderate of that that are less socially savy (i.e that obnoxious kid that is constantly telling you to dance in a party).
Saturn in the 11th house is the kind of people that keep friends forever but have a hard time getting friends at first. They get disappointed when their need of stability isn’t fullfil by their friends. Can be very critical over people and, therefore, damaging their relationship. Anyway, they want the best for their friends and when they find the right people, they’ll be the most loyal friends ever.
Uranus in the 11th house is the kind of people that constantly change friends in order to get new experience. They like people who have something new to offer and have strange interests. However, they may reject people that don’t share the same moral values and politic view as them. They might reject urban tribes and may want to start their own club/group.
Neptune in the 11th house is the kind of people who put their friends at the top. Their friends are not bad, they’re not hurting them. They’re perfect and, of course, better than the person with this placements. People tend to reflect themselves in this person, put on them high expectatives and and mispercieve them. People with this placements tend to have struggles with letting people walk over them. However, they’re very comforting and intuitive.
Pluto in the 11th house is the kind of people that, like Uranus, constantly change friends. They may have trust issues and, therefore, have a hard time forming durable bonds and getting along with groups. When they finally trust the other person, the bonds are intensily strong.
there will be days when you are tired of never being enough; never being good enough, brave enough, clever enough, strong enough. when the words flow out of you, choppy and fragmented, and spit out onto the paper in a tangled mess, when even the thing you do best isn’t the best.
on those days, it’s awfully hard to love yourself, but try, all the same. brew yourself a cup of tea and watch the sky, the clouds, the rain. call a friend and cry over the phone. write love letters to yourself and keep them in a jar. dance around the room in an invisible waltz. tuck yourself into bed with a pint of ice-cream and your favourite show. laugh and scream and cry and be you. but most importantly, remember that you have always been good enough.
If you are planning on visiting or moving to Earth, you may want to align yourself with a religion* to form a deeper bond with humans. While there are hundreds to choose from, here are some fast facts about the five most dominant religions on Earth.
There are many wacky quirks on Earth, but none are wackier than the concept of “religion.” Instead of distilling a code of ethics through Standard Galactic Protocol or the SovereignQUBE, humans take a more whimsical approach. They instead choose to worship vague ideas or deities as a way of framing the world around them.
1. Who’s your favourite character from UT?
2. Who’s your least favourite character from UT?
3. Your opinion about UT fandon:
4. What’s your favourite quote?
5. What’s your favourite soundtrack?
6. Pacifist, neutral or genocide?
7. Why did you decide to play UT?
8. Favourite battle?
9. Favourite scene?
10. Your first letter to Mettaton was:
11. Your reaction when you saw Omega Flowey for the first time:
12. Your headcanon about Frisk’s gender:
13. Which UT character reminds you of yourself?
14. Which UT character reminds you of your best friend?
15. Would you smooch a ghost?
16. Which UT character would be your best friend? Why?
17. Do you remember your first killed character? Who was that?
18. Did you do sth in game you regret?
19. Which ending was your first?
20. Your favourite land in UT and why: (Snowdin, Waterfall or Hotland)
21. Your favourite place in UT and why: (Undyne’s house for example)
22. Your headcanon about River person’s gender:
23. Your headcanon about one of the UT characters:
24. Butterscouch or cinnamon pie?
25. Your opinion/headcanon about six human souls:
26. With who would you go on a date?
27. Marry, fuck, kiss and kill:
28. Do you wanna have a bad time?
29. Your favourite UT au:
30. Your least favourite UT au:
31. Would you want to fall into underground?
32. Describe or draw your undersona:
33. One reason why you love UT:
34. One reasom why you hate UT:
35. If you could choose one type of food from UT, what would it be?
36. Your favourite amalgamate:
37. Your headcanon about Gaster: who do you think Gaster is to Sans and Papyrus? (Father, brother, uncle etc)
38. Your opinion about bad puns:
39. Do you draw fanarts from UT? If yes, then what do you like the most to draw?
40. Which of human souls fits you the most?
41. What would be the first thing you would to show to Sans, Papyrus or the rest of characters in human world? Why?
42. Which song reminds you of UT or one of the UT characters? Why?
43. Your opinion on underloid:
44. Do you forgive Asgore for what he’s done?
45. Did you pay for Tem’s college?
46. Have you seen any youtube letsplay of UT?
47. Do you listen to any fanmade songs? If so, then which are your favourite?
48. What are your favourite theories?
49. Who is your favourite enemy? (Not including boss monsters)
50. Do you have any headcanons about Chara’s past? (Why they hate humanity, why did they fell to the underground etc)
51. Who is your favourite dog?
52. What was your reaction to true lab?
53. Your fabourite voice acting:
54. At the end of pacifist run did you stay with your friends or did you come back to your family?
55. Who is older - Sans or Papyrus?
56. Your OTP(s):
57. Your NOTP(s):
58. Your BROTP(s):
59. Your favourite puzzle:
60. Which battle was the hardest for you?
61. Did you still hate Flowey after you discovered his true indentity?
62. The saddest moment:
63. Which ending is your favourite?
64. How old do you think Frisk is?
65. Any post pacifist run headcanons?
66. Your favourite NPC:
67. Humans or monsters?
68. The funniest situation:
69. Skeletonfucker, robotfucker, goatfucker or kinkshaming?
70. When playing for the first time how many candies did you take?
71. Did you kill or spare Flowey at the end of the game?
72. If you had to be one of the main characters, which would you choose?
73. If you had to kill one of the main characters which would you choose?
74. Which character(s) would you like to cosplay?
75. Your favourite Burgerpants’ quote?
lana del rey: champagne-stained kisses on love letters, vintage photographs, smoking in lingerie, sad girls & bad boys, wading in the ocean, flower crowns, california afternoons, red dresses, lipstick smeared on bedsheets, gold chokers
lorde: your favorite worn converses, fluorescent lights, eyeliner wings, ripped jeans, abandoned streets, kissing your best friend, combat boots, cherry cola, pinky promises, black nail polish, biting your lip, convenience stores at 2am
fall out boy: speeding down the highway at 100mph, screaming in the dark, smashing windows, fireworks, running until you can’t breathe, the shriek of tires on asphalt, wayward headlights, midnight revelations, the clink of glass bottles
Alright, this is what I’m talkin bout! Give it up, for the Best Man, John Laurens!
A toast to the groom!
(to the groom, to the groom, to the groom)
To the bride!
(to the bride, to the bride, to the bride)
From your best friend
(Laurens, Laurens, Laurens)
Who is always by your side
(by your side, by your side)
To your union and the hope that you provide
(you provide, you provide)
May you always (always)
Be satisfied (rewind)
I remember that night, I just might
I remember that night, I just might
I remember that night, I remember that
I remember that night, I just might
Regret that night for the rest of my days
I remember us soldier boys
Drinking and toasting ourselves to our future praise
I remember that pub light candlelight
Like a dream that you can’t quite place
But Alexander, I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face
I have never been the same
Intelligent eyes and a witty ass nickname
And when you said “Hi” I forgot my dang name
Set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame
This is not a game…
You strike me as a man who has never been satisfied
I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, you forget yourself
You’re like me, I’ve never been satisfied
Is that right?
I have never been satisfied
My name’s John Laurens
Where are you from?
Unimportant, though I can already tell I like you a lot.
Just you wait, just you wait…
So so so
So this is what it feels like to match thoughts
With someone at your level! What the hell is the catch? It’s
The feeling of freedom, of joy and pride
Maybe with him I won’t have to hide? You see him right?
The conversation lasted over two drinks, maybe three drinks
Ev'rything we said in total agreement, it’s
A dream and it’s a bit of a dance
A bit of a posture, it’s a bit of a stance
He flirts with me in his notes, and I give him the chance
I tell him bout my plans, do you see his face tho?
Dumbstruck, listening at the edge of his seat.
He’s fallen hard, you can tell by the knowable seam in his pants
Handsome, boy, does he know it!
Peach fuzz, and he can’t even grow it!
I wanna take him far away from this place
Then I’ve gotta leave to fight, leading my men at a quick pace
Then I get a note that leaves tears on my face he is
And I know she is
And her eyes are just
And I realize three fundamental truths at the exact same time
I’m a man in a world in which
My only job is to keep my title rich
My father has no other sons so I’m the one
Who’ll lead the black battalion the one
Cause I’m the oldest and the wittiest and the slavery in
Our new nation is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha! That doesn’t mean I want him any less
(Doesn’t mean I want him any less)
(Doesn’t mean I want him any less)
(Doesn’t mean I want him any less)
He tells me he likes me a lot, that confuses the shit outta me
I’d have to be green to not see what he means
I don’t reply
Now there’s Eliza
Now that’s his bride
Nice going, Laurens, he was right
You will never be satisfied
(I will never be satisfied)
(I will never be satisfied)
I know my best friend like I know my own mind
You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind
If I tell him that I love him he would toss her to the side
He’d be mine
She would say, “I’m fine”
But she’d be lying
But when I fantasize at night
It’s Alexander’s eyes
As I romanticize what might have been
If I hadn’t left
At least my dear Eliza’s his wife
At least I keep his letters in my life…
to the groom!
(to the groom, to the groom, to the groom)
To the bride!
(to the bride, to the bride, to the bride)
From your best friend
(Laurens, Laurens, Laurens)
Who is always by your side
(by your side, by your side)
To your union and the hope that you provide
(you provide, you provide)
May you always
And I know
She’ll be happy as his bride
And I know
He will never be satisfied
I will never be satisfied
Sorry for any grammatical errors. I haven’t edited it yet so I’m sorry in advance lolll.But this is something very personal that I wrote today and hopefully someone else could relate.
I was going through my memory box today and a lot of stuff that involved you came up. It brought me back to the good times and I almost texted you but then I remembered that you’re just a stranger now. It’s been a couple months since we last talked. Crazy huh? How in just a year we went from being inseperable to complete strangers. If someone had asked us a year or two ago if we could see our life without each other in it, we would have laughed and said no; Now here we are.
I would be lying if I said I haven’t thought about you or that I didn’t miss you. I do miss you, a lot. So much has happened since we last talked, and I wish I could share it all with you. There has been times where I picked up my phone to text you but then I would remember you’re not that person anymore; And it’s sad because for the longest time it seemed like you’d be that person who stayed in my life for a long while. I miss being close with your family and being able to call your home my home as well. I miss having the privilege of saying I had more than one family. It’s crazy how much can change in a short amount of time.
I hope you don’t hate me for walking away when I did. I hope one day you understand that I had to or else we would have never known just how toxic our friendship had been. There is quite a few things I know I could have done better and shouldn’t have done, same goes for you. We are both to blame for our friendship being as unhealthy as it was. Though it was so unhealthy, we shared a lot of great memories and I’d like to think it was equally good as it was bad.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry we’re not best friends anymore and I’m sorry I had to be the one to walk away. I’m sorry for any pain I caused. I’m sorry I couldn’t be your person anymore. I’m sorry we couldn’t do everything we wanted to. I’m sorry I tried to blame you for our friendship ending. I’m sorry I tried to hate you because damn did I try. I tried so hard and for awhile it worked because hating you and being mad at you was easier than missing you. But I realize that I could never hate you, no matter how mad I am about what happened. I’m sorry this is how it had to end for us, but that’s life for you. Not everything goes the way it should or how you want it to.
But I would like to thank you. Thank you for being my person for as long as you were. Thank you for being patient with me while I learned how to trust another person. Thank you for the memories I will never forget. Thank you for caring enough to break through the walls I had worked so hard to build over the years. Thank you for being the person I could run to for everything and anything. Thank you for being the person I could count on. Thank you for being the person I could confide in without the fear of judgement. Thank you for teaching me how to love and be loved. Thank you for showing me that I can still trust others and be trusted. Thank you for proving to me that people come into our lives for a reason and though they may not stay, the lessons learned are a blessing.
I would like to say I can see us being friends again in the future but I’d only be spitting out false hope. It would never be the same and if I happen to see you one day, I’ll smile and walk away. My heart will break a little and all our memories will hit me like a train but I’ll feel grateful for the time we did have together. Some people aren’t meant to stay in your life forever and unfortunately I learned you are one of those people. They say some people only come into your life to teach you a lesson and leave, but the most important people leave a mark. Well you left a mark and I am thankful for you coming into my life when you did.
I know you may never see this but I needed to get it off my chest. There were a lot of words unsaid and a lot of words I wish I could have said. I guess I’m writing this to get a small sense of closure for myself.
I hope you and your family are doing well. I hope you get everything you want and more in the life you chose for yourself.
I’ve always loved writing since I was little. I love writing
stories, articles, poems, but I never kept a diary because I think it made me
feel obligated to write everyday. Every time I started one, the entry would
turn out something like “went to the market today. I really wanted to buy a toy
but just did yesterday. Anyway, I think Brittany lied to me about her dating
Then I started high school and, well, let’s just say I
needed to get things out somewhere before I become my own version of 2007’s
Britney Spears. A journal is actually a really great getaway from all the
sickening routines. You get to be entirely you, and nobody will say anything
about what you think and what you write. Not to mention it’s very therapeutic and helps keeping your
I know a lot of people who want to start a journal but are
not sure what to write or where to start from. So that is why, ladies and
gents, I’m here to give you a lil help on that matter.
Be As Blunt, Angry, or Happy
You’re fighting with your friend and you
think they’re stupid? Jot that down. You think your math score doesn’t do you
justice? Write about it. You got a new set of Crayolas and are very excited
about it? Write it down too. It does feel a little weird at first, I did feel
that too, but trust me you would feel a lot better and relieved after you
finish an entry. Remember, nobody’s going to read it so if you didn’t have the
chance to punch that one friend in the face, do it now. Mentally. Better to
stay out of jail, right?
No Schedule Needed
You don’t need to write an entry every
single day. I never do mine regularly, but I try to keep it at least once or
twice a week to make sure that I don’t leave it way behind. However, DO NOT go
through 2 weeks without a single entry, the longer you don’t write, the more
you feel like you can go miles without touching it. This would beat the purpose
of starting a journal in the first place.
You can be as creative and wild in your
journal! Find some inspiration from youtube, tumblr, or pinterest and splatter
some paints. It doesn’t have to be neat or have a deep meaning, just do some
art when you DO feel inspired. You can also attach some memories like amusement
park tickets, postcards, stamps, and many other things.
It’s Not Meant to be “Photogenic”
Or you can make it as photogenic as you
want it to be. Just remember that not every single page has to be colorful, has
lots of drawings and Shakespeare’s poems on it. You see these journaling
accounts all around tumblr and think “how do they make it so artsy?”. I’m
pretty sure even those accounts have silly drawings and memes somewhere between
those pages. When you start a journal, some pages might only have words upon
words on white paper, some pages might have unfinished sketches. Don’t (just) do it
for aesthetic. Do it because it takes off your negative vibes and brings
positivity toward you.
5. Just Start.
Seriously. The more you procrastinate, the more you’ll think ‘nah I don’t need it anyway’. The ultimate guide is to start somewhere.
Whatever you write down, they don’t have to
be interesting or mind-blowing. Some people think their lives are boring and not
journal-worthy. Well, I write about Starbucks’ caramel frappe and trips to the
nearest market while all these people are writing about their freaking road
trip to another planet. No lives are boring. There will always be something to
write about. If you’re still having a writer’s block, then I gotcha. Here’s a
list of things you can put on your journal:
-Dream you had last night -Letters to somebody -A letter to your younger/future self - Songs you need to download - Answer your own questions - 13 reasons why. Ex: Why you should get over that
one ex, Why you love your best friend, etc - Things you’ve learned today ( I do this a lot.
It’s a great way to self-exam) - Favorite things -Things you regret buying (also a great
self-examination) - New words + definitions - Morning/midnight ramblings -
Reviews of books/movies - What would you be doing in 10 years - Write about your Hogwarts’ house or MBTI
Sooo This might not be a huge help, but I love sharing things and I find journaling to be very helpful for a lot of things.
Do you guys keep a journal? If so, what do you usually write about?
This is a 30 day challenge meant to help people improve their self-esteem and learn to love and appreciate themselves a little bit more! You can start this challenge whenever you want, completing each day in the order listed or in whatever order you prefer. If any day is too uncomfortable to complete you can feel free to skip it and come back to it later or just skip it entirely.
If you choose to do this challenge please tag your posts with #30DaySelfLoveChallenge or #30 Day Self Love Challenge so everyone else who is doing it can view all the responses!
💗 Day 01: On a scale from 1-10 (with 1 being “horrible, can’t possibly be any worse” and 10 being “wonderful, can’t possibly be any better”), how would you rate your self-esteem right now? Why would you rate it that way?
💗 Day 02: List out at least 5 accomplishments or achievements you’ve made that you are proud of. These can be small or large, recent or made further back.
💗 Day 03: List out at least 5 non-physical things you like about yourself. These can be personality traits, talents, things you’ve done for other people, etc.
💗 Day 04: List out at least 5 physical things you like about yourself.
💗 Day 05: People are often kinder to others than they are to themselves, so imagine yourself from the perspective of a loved one. If you were your own best friend, what would your outside impression of yourself be?
💗 Day 06: Think of how old you were when you first started struggling with your self-esteem and write a letter of encouragement to your younger self.
💗 Day 07: List out at least 5 compliments people have given you. These can be compliments from people IRL or online and they can be about anything.
💗 Day 08: List out at least 5 good things that have happened recently. These can be things that have happened to you or to someone else or even just good stories you’ve heard in the news.
💗 Day 09: When your emotions get to be too much, what are some healthy things you can do to ground you and help you calm down? List out as many as you can think of.
💗 Day 10: Imagine you have a loved one who is on a long voyage (to sea, outer space, wherever) and misses you desperately. What would they write in a letter to you? What would they miss about you? Write a love letter to yourself.
💗 Day 11: List out at least 5 quotes that inspire you or make you feel happy.
💗 Day 12: List out at least 5 songs that make you happy when you listen to them.
💗 Day 13: Imagine the perfect day. What does it look like for you? Describe the weather, where you’re at, what you’re doing, who (if anyone) you’re with, and how it all makes you feel.
💗 Day 14: Many people have a problem with comparing themselves negatively to others. Take a moment to truly acknowledge the progress you have made in life without comparing that progress to anyone else. How have you become a better person? What hobbies do you have that you’ve improved at? What other areas of your life (no matter how small) have you gotten better in? List out as many examples as you can think of.
💗 Day 15: Being positive towards others can often help people be positive about themselves, so take some time and send anonymous positive messages to at least 10 people. These can be compliments or just a “hope you have a good day!”, to people you follow or just random people in tags you track. Look at how these people react to your messages and describe how it makes you feel.
💗 Day 16: List out at least 5 fictional characters you admire or connect with and describe what it is you admire about them.
💗 Day 17: What is your favorite positive interest or hobby? Describe how you first got into it and what you like about it.
💗 Day 18: List out at least 5 “I will ___” statements that you can apply to your day-to-day life in order to be more positive (example: I will believe people when they compliment me, I will ignore the voice in my head that tells me to doubt myself, etc.).
💗 Day 19: List out at least 5 coping statements. Coping statements are statements you use in order to feel better about yourself/your current state (example: I’m going to be okay, My feelings are difficult but I can handle them, I will survive this situation, etc).
💗 Day 20: Go outside. Use all your senses to observe your environment and identify things around you that you like, that make you feel calm or happy. Describe what those things are, what you see/hear/feel/smell that makes you feel calm or happy.
💗 Day 21: Everyone makes mistakes. What defines people is not that they have made mistakes but that they have learned from them and made an effort to do better in the future. List out at least 1 mistake you have made (using however much or little detail as you feel comfortable with) and describe how you have learned from it and grown as a person after making it.
💗 Day 22: List out at least 5 good deeds you have done for other people. These can be small things or large ones and can be as simple as something nice you’ve done for/said to someone rather than an actual favor.
💗 Day 23: List out at least 5 things that make you laugh. These can be jokes, movies, youtube videos or anything else.
💗 Day 24: What are you insecure about? Divide these things into two lists: things you can change and things you can’t. Now imagine that someone else has made this list. What advice or words of support would you give them about their insecurities?
💗 Day 25: What bad habits do you have? Make a list of them sorted by the ones you think will be easiest to break to the hardest. Beside of each bad habit write out things you can do in order to improve on them or ideas for more positive things you can do as alternatives to whatever the bad habit is.
💗 Day 26: What good habits do you have? What things do you already do that are positive and healthy and how did you come to start doing them? What advice would you give to people who struggle with those things?
💗 Day 27: Imagine your ideal self, focusing mostly on non-physical traits. How would this person feel about themself? What kind of person are they? What kind of friend are they to the people they care about? How is this ideal self different from you as you are now? List out things you can do in order to be more like them.
💗 Day 28: List out at least 5 short-term goals (things you want to do this week/this month/this year) and at least 5 long-term goals (things you want to do in the next 5+ years).
💗 Day 29: List out at least 5 reasons to stay alive.
💗 Day 30: Now that the challenge is over, rate your self-esteem again. On a scale from 1 to 10 (with 1 being “horrible, can’t possibly be any worse” and 10 being “wonderful, can’t possibly be any better”), where is your self-esteem at now? Why would you rate it that way? List out the things you have learned about yourself from doing this challenge and how you can continue to improve your self-esteem from here on out.
Not knowing when the last letter
would come was torturous for you. Refusing to interact with anyone outside of
the normal socialization you had to go through at work, you tried to find some
solace in the letters you kept in the wooden box, remembering the innocence by
which you got to know the man you now were learning to love.
when we were seven years old and red-cheeked at the sunrise of our lives, i wrote you a letter and slipped it in your schoolbag when no one was looking. catholic school nuns taught us that god is always watching and maybe god saw me do it. back then i didn’t care. now i’m not sure if he even exists. still i believe that if god did exist, he wouldn’t give a damn about a love letter a girl wrote for another girl.
it wasn’t exactly a letter.
it was a poem i stole from a book i can no longer name because i didn’t write poetry yet and i wouldn’t until much, much later. i was the first person you showed it to. i swallowed my heart and framed a boy classmate who liked you.
i thought i’d gotten away with it.
we were alone after class as always when you said, “you wrote it, didn’t you?” for the first time, i became acquainted with the sensation of crashing. scrambled insides. a soul inverted. i still don’t know how i managed to laugh like it was a joke. i denied everything. i think you believed me.
i kind of wish you hadn’t.
time led us to different places and different lives. i dropped the sketchpad and picked up the textbooks, traded the dream of artist for neurosurgeon. i misplaced pieces of myself. i found new parts. i wrote a poem for the very first time. i lost myself in the lips of people who don’t even know your name and wrote poetry about them.
i forgot about you.
we are seventeen years old on the cusp of the midday of our lives when i see you again. it’s seven-thirty in the morning by the old school. your classes have already started and yet there you are, strolling like you can stop time at any moment. you don’t even look at me but the snapshot of you mid-step, framed by the early morning sunlight, rushes at me like a sucker punch and i find that i can barely breathe.
you grew up.
your beauty once crept on people. soft and gentle. moonlight. now it turns stranger’s heads. glittering and dangerous. you are the sun trapped in a vessel. your light might blind me but i want to keep looking at you.
i want to greet you good morning and ask you how you’re doing. i keep walking.
it’s shallow but i fall in love with pretty strangers all the time and you’re no exception. you were my best friend once but now you might as well be anyone, and anyone is easy to forget. so i almost forget you again but it seems like something out there doesn’t want me to, because you find me on instagram, of all places. i can only feed on so many glimpses of a life that has nothing to do with me until the urge to hear your voice again overwhelms the fear in my veins.
He offered to
help you clean around your apartment and underneath your bed he found a box,
with “bias” written in pink sharpie on. A smirk was already tugging at the
corner of his mouth, thinking about all the photos of himself he’ll find.
terror, the box was filled with pictures and stickers of Taehyung. He kept
digging through them until he got to the bottom where he found a list you
wrote. The more he read, the more he wanted to go to you and confront you.
“One of the
reasons you’re biasing Taehyung is because he is a good actor? Are you kidding
me? Do I need to remind you that I’m the one with a college degree in acting?” “What
else do we have here?” “Good looks? You have mister ‘Worldwide Handsome’ in
front of you!” “He is a loving person? Um. Hello? I’ve had a crush on you for so
long? And you told me you feel the same way? So why don’t you have a box filled
with my photos? Give me some attention too.”
a conversation you were having with your best friend on the phone. “Yes Jungkook
is still my bias.” … “With him is a completely different story” … “Bye. I’ll talk to you letter”. When you
finished you turned around and were greeted by Yoongi leaning against the door
“I get that
Jungkook can sing, dance, rap and is very good looking but still… Here I am…
thinking you might like me back when in reality I’m not even your bias…”
He turned his
head so you can see the pout on his face better, watching you from the corner
of his eye while you fumble with your words, trying to explain yourself.
He had a
crush on you ever since you’ve met and he kept looking for signs that you feel
the same way about him. And what better way to see if you like him if not
finding out if he is your bias?
All day he
kept pestering you to tell him. “Is it me? Are you embarrassed to tell me? Aww
So you finally
give in. “It’s Jimin, okay?” and you can see how his teasing smile turns into a
pout once you say it.
he’s really cute and has muscular thighs I don’t get to be your bias?” You make
an attempt to hug him from the side and apologize but he pushes you away
dramatically looking out the window. “It’s alright. I’ve known rejection all my
He will keep
up the act for a couple more minutes before going back to his old self. Just
because he wasn’t your bias didn’t mean he will give up on trying to win your
You two were
just chilling on the couch when he caught a glimpse at your lockscreen. He was
ready to tease, but then he saw that there was a photo of… Hoseok? He was sure
he’d be your bias since you are closest to him, but it seems like he was wrong.
That didn’t stop him from confronting you and proving that he should be your
huh?” “Is he your bias?” “Is it because he can dance? Look, Y/N, I can dance
too.” He started dancing in the living room while singing Dancing Queen. “I am
the dancing queen of this group!”
accidentaly sent him a message in which you were fangirling over Namjoon that
was meant for your best friend.
stormed to the couch you sitting on to demand answers.
doing is discrimination against short people, Y/N!” When he saw your eyebrows furrowing
in confusion he continued in a high pitched voice “OMG!! Look at Namjoon!!! How
can someone be so hot and tall?? Ughh!!!! I can’t!!!” and then his voice turned
to normal “Sadly I can’t enunciate the dozens of emojis you added in between.”
He faked cry,
his face twisted in a comedic way. “I do not stand a chance with you because I’m
short!! I’m moving in the middle of the mountains to live in complete isolation.
After a night
of drinking you two manage to stumble back to his dorm and somehow you end up
in bed with him. While you sit at comfortable distance from him, trying to
sleep, you let it slip in your drunken haze how much you look up to the cute
“Why, is it
because he’s allowed in Cypher? Because he has that tongue technology? I’ll
have you know, my tongue technology is just as good. You’d know that if you’d
let me prove it to you.”
He turns to
his side to glare at you, and you can see that his eyes are glistering. “Are
you crying, Taehyung?”
He scoffs. “No. It’s just raining.”
“But we are
Y/N. I don’t control the weather.”
make any sense, Tae.”
you biasing Yoongi hyung, instead of me!” And with that final sentence he shifts
closer to you, so he can wrap himself around you. “As if I’d let him take you away from me” he
mumbles into your hair before dozing off.
your laptop and found your tumblr blog dedicated to Seokjin. It’s not his fault
you never close your tabs, okay? He forgot what he was initially looking for as
he was scrolling through the hundreds of pictures, gifs, videos and text posts
of his hyung. He couldn’t wait to return your laptop and ask for some explanations.
He opened the
door to greet later that evening when you came after your laptop. He had a
small smile plastered on his face. “Nice to meet you! My name is Jungkook, known
as the Golden Maknae. I’m well known for my talents that range from sports, to
singing and rapping. So I can’t understand why the girl I like betrays me and
choses to bias someone else when I am so perfect. Could you please help me find