Plot: You and your boyfriend Yoongi fought due to his stress and misunderstanding but at the end he fixs everything.
Words count: 3k+
Genre: Angst/ Fluff
For anon, I hope you like it! - M.
Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!
You were just passing by the studio to leave him something to eat. You knew too well Yoongi and you were sure he had already skipped lunch, too concentrated on the music to notice the rest.
You had the best intentions and you still couldn’t figure out how it was possible to begin to scream in the soundproof walls of his studio.
“Can you let me talk?” You murmured with a softer voice, hoping that lowered your voice would help him to lower his, too; “Yoongi, please.. I can’t even understand why we’re arguing! ”
He snorted and turned back to the computer, pretending that you were not there; “Because as always you meddle in businesses that are not yours, Y/N.”
“I told you not to tell Namjoon I have problems with this track, but accidentally he said that I don’t have to worry. You were the only one who knew. ”
You remained silent for a fraction of a second, remembering the fact that you didn’t see and text Namjoon for almost four days and he interpreted your silence as an admission of guilt.
You opened your mouth to be able to say something when he turned and his face was so transformed by frustration and anger that it didn’t even seem to have before Yoongi.
He got up and you just flinched away, feeling a thrill of fear running along your back but he didn’t approach you. He ignored you, as he had done a few seconds before and came up to the door, opening it and keeping it open.
His jaw was contracted while you watched him completely shocked by his attitude, without finding the strength to move one step. You noticed how his hands trembled, how he clung to the door, and even though he was treating you unjustly, you felt sorry to see him in those conditions.
“I said go away, Y/N,” He hissed bitterly, finally lifting his gaze and laying it on you. The thrill of you felt before was nothing compared to what crossed through your body, taking for a few moments your breath. “I don’t need you, I don’t need your attention. You have to stop, okay? I can handle everything alone because then the result of your attentions are just trouble. ” His tone became more and more aloof and cold to every word he uttered, while what he said slipped on you and almost put the roots within you.
You never thought he had so little need of you or considered you a kind of trouble, but it wasn’t hard to believe.
You had always had problems in dealing with people and in time you came to the conclusion that the main problem was you.
Been havin’ a lot of bro bonding feels since the comic came out. Like, if Genji really does have an arm and more importantly a tiddie under that armor than i think he’d eventually show it when he’s around Hanzo as part of healing process for both of them. and find some things haven’t changed when they fall back into easy banter, talking shit, being Extra™ and razzing each other about their respective love-interests like when they were young.
That one protagonist child with short brown hair and bangs who goes into a strange world filled with monsters that want to kill them but they instead befriend them, their closest monster friend being a skeleton.
Update: thank you for reminding me about the goat demon that wants to kill them
Update 2: you might want to reblog the updated post which adds another child
Context: This is my first DnD session, as well as for most of the other players, but there are a few experienced DnD players, including our DM. Our party consists of Two rogues (a halfling and a Shapeshifter), an Artificer (a drow), a Bard (an Air Mephit), a Cleric (another halfling) and a Ranger (me, a half-elf). We are doing our first combat against a group of Bandits, the leader of which is a Half-Orc. Half-orc is on his last legs, and all other bandits have been knocked out (save for one, which i shot). Also, we were playing on Roll20 due to living in different countries.
Me: Ok.. I’m gonna do non-lethal damage to big guy, it should knock him out. Hopefully.
DM: I’ll be kind and say yes, you can do non-lethal damage with your bow.
Me: Sweet. [rolls for hit, and ends up rolling two Nat20]
The entire party: [collectively LOSES THEIR SHIT]
DM: I– Uh, yeah, that’s just.. That hits. You draw your bow and aim, watching the Bandit Leader flail his scimitar around wildly, and as you fire the arrow hits his helmet so hard, it knock him out.
Me: [wheezing with laughter] Holy shit. First the mvp bird, and now this.
wonho (monstax) + you (reader) word count: 7,309 warnings: um yeah so this is a stepbrother!au but technically the parents aint married yet so its more a future stepbrother shitstorm if that makes it any better for your moral compass lol heads up for a tiny bit of underage drinking but mainly car sex and fingering and oral and some blunt dirty talk but i know some of yall are like me and that definitely floats our boats hehe a/n: chatting with my friend and she told me about her dream jon snow was gonna be her stepbrother and they rage fucked each other because they were so bitter about it and i thought wow what a fantastic idea can i write that and she gave me her blessing lol so here we go thanks darling