OKAYOKAYOKAY B U T Aliens that only have mates to reproduce. Once every couple of moons they find their partner, do the do, then find a completely different one the next cycle. Imagine these aliens being confused about the human concept of marriage - “you stay with them for life?“ - and not understanding that while yes, Intaquk, you are very attractive I am married so no I will not be your mate this season. Imagine Valentines Day rolling around and one of a crews humans is feeling sad and the aliens are like “yo r u okay should we feed u or something is this natrual” and the human “just kinda bummed i dont have a valentines” and after a bit of research of the holiday one of the aliens gets down on one knee and offers the human a small rock like “I heard these..proposals are common in human culture?” AND THE HUMAN JUST STARTS SMILING AND TAKES THE PEBBLE LIKE ‘thank you fruiyo’ AND THE OTHER HUMANS AROUND START GUSHING OVER HOW ADORABLE THE SCENE WAS. THE ALIENS PICK UP ON HOW THESE PROPOSALS MAKE THE HUMANS ELATED, THEREFORE SEVERAL OTHER PEOPLE ARE PROPOSED TO WITHIN THE MONTH A N D
i keep forgetting what the name of that one artist is, the one that’s like ridiculously dynamic and whose scenery shots make you feel a little bit like you’re looking through a fisheye lens into another dimension and who made me go “(GASP) IT’S HUGE HANDS HANS” out loud when i first saw his art
HE. WHO IS HE. I’VE ONLY SEEN HIM LIKE THRICE. I LOVE HIM
Disclaimer; This is my first time doing an ‘introduction’ to a group post, so I hope you enjoy it and if you don’t already know who BTS is, I hope it helps a lot!
Meet BTS // Bangtan Boys //
방탄소년단! (Bangtan Sonyeondan - Bulletproof Boy Scouts)
(Back row, left to right; Jungkook, RapMonster, J-HOPE, Jin)
(Front Row, left to right; V, Suga, Jimin)
BTS are a 7 member boy group under BigHit Entertainment. They first debuted on June 13 2013 with their debut single No More Dream (we’ll get into their songs and MV’s later so bare with!) BTS fandom name is A.R.M.Y (
Adorable Representative M.C for Youth)
Eddie had no idea why he was so nervous. It was just Richie. His Richie, his best friend. Trashmouth. They’d hung out countless times before. However even Eddie knew that this wasn’t like any of the other times they’d hung out. For starters, none of their other friends were going to be there, it was just the two of them. Second they were going out for dinner to the new Pizza place that opened up and then they were going bowling, and third, it was a date.
Richie Tozier, his best friend since fucking pre-school, and the guy whom he’d had feelings for since he was at least fifteen had asked him out on a date…and it was not followed up by some rude joke about his mom.
He checked himself in the mirror again, making sure that everything was perfect, and he glanced at the clock on his bedside table. 6.55pm. In five minutes Richie would be knocking on his door to take him out. He was picking him up in his car that he’d spent all summer saving up for. Personally, Eddie thought it could use a good clean with extremely strong disinfectant but he didn’t say anything because the car had meant so much to Richie. It was something had he’d gotten all by himself, all because he worked hard for it.
He was broken out of his thoughts by the doorbell ringing and he reached into his pocket and pulled out his inhaler, taking a puff. Even though a few years ago he’d found out that he actually didn’t have asthma, having the inhaler there to use was a comfort to him. He was also very touched to find out from Bill that Richie keeps a spare inhaler in his bag, just in case Eddie loses his.
He heard his mother answer the door and a familiar voice float up the stairs, “Hi Mrs K! Looking stunning as usual, is that a new dress you’re wearing?” Eddie rolled his eyes as he heard his mother scoff and warn him to have Eddie home before midnight.
He took that as his cue to head down the stairs and when he saw Richie at the bottom, leaning against the wall with his trademark smirk, his glasses just falling down his nose slightly, Eddie swore he felt his heart stop. “Wow Eds, you brush up nice, hoping to get lucky?” He teased, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Instead of Eddie smacking Richie, or glaring at him like he usually would, he just blurted out, “Did you know that when hippopotamus’ are upset their sweat turns red?” Eddie could swear his face was bright red at this point. What was wrong with him? He cleared his throat, as Richie let out a very light laugh.
“Good to know Eds, you really are full of surprises aren’t you?” Richie fixed his glasses and opened the front door, “Ready?” Eddie just nodded and followed him out of the house and towards where he’d parked the car.
Eddie stopped short as he took in the vehicle in front of him, as it was spotless. Not a single ounce of dirt that Eddie had noticed before could be seen and he realised that Richie had cleaned the car out completely just so Eddie would feel comfortable sitting in it. This fact alone made him fall just that little but more in love with his best friend, not that he’d tell Richie that, not yet anyway. They had to get through this date first.
The ride to the restaurant wasn’t as awkward as Eddie thought it was going to be, they talked about school, and the football tryouts, and Ben and Beverley’s new found relationship. Hell they even talked about Stan and Bill who’d been together since the beginning of Sophomore year. Richie even made his fair share of ‘your mom,’ jokes that earned his glare from Eddie.
When Richie pulled up outside of the restaurant however, the nerves from before came back, setting in the pit of his stomach. What if he messed up? What if he said something and Richie realised it was all a big mistake asking him out? There was too much riding on this date, Eddies heart was literally on the line and it scared him a little.
“-arth to Eds?” Richie’s voice broke through his thoughts and he glanced up to find Richie mere inches from his face, prompting another blush to rise up his cheeks. “You’re such a cutie when you blush Eds,” he offered him his arm, “C’mon.”
“Did you know that in 2015 more people were killed from taking selfies than from shark attacks?” He blurted out and Richie blinked, looking perplexed for a moment before he grinned.
“Better not take any selfies then huh? Wouldn’t want to deprive the world of this awesomeness would I?” He winked and gestured to himself, pulling Eddie into the restaurant and they were led to their table.
And that was how the rest of the date went from there on in. Whenever Richie made a comment in regards to how Eddie looked, how cute he was or even mentioned one of the many nicknames he had for him, Eddie would blurt out another random fact.
“Did you know Heart Attacks are more likely to happen on a Monday?”
“Did you know bananas are curved because they grow towards the sun?”
‘Did you know that movie trailers were originally shown after the movie, which was why they are named trailers?”
Yeah, you get it.
Also not to mention he got pizza sauce all over his shirt, spilled a glass of water and tripped over his shoelaces when he went to use the bathroom. Richie was never going to want to come out with him again and they hadn’t even made it to the bowling yet.
Richie however, was taking it all in his stride. It had taken him to when Eddie started rambling about bananas to figure out that his best friend was nervous. Extremely so, and Richie thought it was the cutest thing ever. Damn, he had it bad. Once he’s paid the bill, much to Eddie’s protest - “I asked you out Eds, therefore I pay.” - they headed back out to the car. They stopped by the door and Eddie looked at his shoes again. “Ed-“
“Did you know that a baby-“ he was cut off by Richie’s finger on his lips, effectively shutting him up. He held back the urge to comment on how many germs would be on Richie’s finger that was now pressed against his lips as Richie looked as though he was going to start talking.
“You don’t have to be so nervous Eds,” he said simply, no joke behind his words as he removed his finger
Eddies mouth opened and closed a few times before he sighed, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Richie- it’s just I tend to spout out random facts when I’m nervous.” He pressed his back up against the car and looked down.
Richie frowned and reached a hand out to tilt Eddie’s face back up, so he was looking at him, “Don’t be sorry,” he said softly and Eddie couldn’t look away. Richie face was so close to his and all he desperately wanted to do was lean forward and close the distance between them, but he didn’t.
A comfortable silence stretched out between them before Richie spoke up again, voice much softer than Eddie had ever heard it before, “Forgive me if I’m misreading things-“ he stopped and Eddie’s eyes widened, opening his mouth to ask Richie to finish the sentence, when a smirk broke out on his face, and in pure Richie fashion he finished, “But do you want to make out?”
Eddie’s jaw dropped as he registered Richie’s words and could barley manage a nod before a pair of chapped lips were covering his own. Now no mental preparation or discussion could ever have prepared him for the way Richie’s mouth felt on his, and he didn’t even think about how many germs would be in mouth, on his tongue that was-oh- that was running along his bottom lip, coaxing his lips apart so he could give Eddie a proper kiss. None of this closed mouth shit.
When the need for air was too prominent, they slowly pulled away, but instead of taking a step back, Richie pressed his forehead to Eddies. Eddie opened his eyes- when had he closed them?- and met Richie’s with a soft smile on his lips. They stood their in silence for a while longer, enjoying each others company before Richie spoke up again, “You’ll come with me to homecoming right?” He asked and Eddie’s stomach did flips because he knew that Richie hated all those school dance things, but Richie knew that Eddie loved them.
“Yeah,” he whispered, “Yes of course.”
“Wanna skip bowling and make out in the back of my car? Maybe if you ask nicely you’ll get to see how long my wang really is!” Richie suggested with a waggle of his eyebrows, earning him a smack to the arm from Eddie. “I’m kidding! I’m kidding!”
Eddie just rolled his eyes and got into the passenger seat, “If you beat me at bowling I might just let you kiss me goodnight Tozier.”