but all you really want is to be found

Best Friends To The End (Pony version)

Eheheheh, here’s the bittersweet idea I had!

I’m sorry if I made the characters too OOC, I tried to make sure that they were close to their personalities.

Lotus/ Cupcake - @nekophy

Rurik - @angexci

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Best Friends To The End

Lotus was happy for Rurik, even if he doesn’t act like it, he is. He was happy that Rurik found someone who had all of his needs and wants in a lover. Sure, he loved Rurik, but he knew he’s not the one for Rurik.

As for right now, the dark hooded unicorn stood in front of Rurik giving him a smile, “I’m glad you found him, Rurik, I’m happy for you. I really am.”

The earth pony was honestly shocked to hear to hear that from the unicorn, “You…are..?” He asked tilting his head to the side.

Lotus nodded, “Of course I am, even if I don’t show it, I’m happy for you.”

Rurik looked down at Lotus, realizing how much the smaller unicorn means to him, he was his best friend. He smiled before he pulled Lotus into a tight hug, “Awe Cupcake…”

Lotus hugged him back tightly, “As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.” he said softly, before he pulled away from the hug and reached up and placed a kiss to Rurik’s forehead.

Rurik grinned at the other, “You’re the best, Cup.”  

Lotus chuckled at that before replying, “Likewise.”

___

Besides it all, Lotus knew they’ll be best friends to the end.

anonymous asked:

No shhhh it was lovely. Maybe I can also have a “We can’t” Jeremwood, please and thank you? -Same Anon P.S. I just discovered your blog today and I love your writing (if you couldn’t tell) ahhhhh

(ok i wasn’t going to do more but i did nothing all day and u sent this yesterday so i figured i might as well. glad u enjoy my writing! sorry this is so short)

“We can’t,” Jeremy gasps, but the grin on his face showed just how much he really, really wanted to.

Ryan just smirks, shaking the keys in his hand. “What Geoff doesn’t know won’t kill him. And its not like he’s using that yacht right now.”

“He’ll kill us if he found out,” Jeremy points out, but looked no less excited.

“Good thing he won’t find out,” Ryan hums, pocketing the keys and patting the seat behind him on the motorcycle. “I’ve already packed our swimsuits. I think we’ve earned a small vacation.”

“A vacation on his own property without him knowing,” Jeremy points.

Ryan just laughs, pulling him in for a soft kiss. “Exactly. Now are you in or out, dear?”

“Of fucking course I’m in,” Jeremy grins. “Yacht’s fancy as shit.”

“Then get on,” Ryan says, handing him the second helmet.

Jeremy shakes his head, but takes the helmet and puts it on. “But if Geoff asks, I’m telling him it was your idea.”

“And I’ll just tell him it was Gavin’s,” he chuckles. “Considering he helped me get the keys. Or Jack’s since she’s parking the chopper on it.”

“Is everyone going besides Geoff?” Jeremy laughs, wrapping his arms around his chest as he settles onto the bike.

Ryan shrugs. “What Geoff won’t know won’t kill him,” he simply repeats as he revs the engine and drives off.

anonymous asked:

Why are there still so many people who believe that cheetahs are the fastest animals alive when it's clearly peregrine falcons?

Listen, it’s all in how you’re going to split hairs or various other integuments on this one. Without any qualifiers, peregrine falcons are the fastest animal. However, they hit their record speeds of 320km/hr+ in free-fall - so, once you start getting into “fastest animal moving under it’s own power”, things get messy. When it comes to powered flight, peregrines only hit about 65-90km/hr.

Cheetahs aren’t even a close second in the unqualified “fastest animals” category though, with their speeds of ~120km/hr; a whole slew of other speedy birds who enjoy plummeting to their deaths just haphazardly smashed their way in there with no regard for those poor earth-bound mammals

So let’s get into some qualifiers. Fastest self-powered movement? Nope; Brazilian free-tailed bats noodle around at a casual 160km/hr - and, as you may notice, this also means cheetahs aren’t even the fastest mammal. It’s only once we rule out everything that isn’t a terrestrial mammal that cheetahs finally take the crown. You tried, cheetahs.

This isn’t even going into speed options beyond our restrictive, human-sized measurements - for instance, in terms of objective body lengths per second the Southern California mite just absolutely crushes it with 322 body lengths per second (whereas cheetahs only score at about 16). To translate, this is the equivalent of a human running 2,092km/hr

Things I didn’t know Desmond could do 1/? - Mah boi pulling some John Wick style right here

BTS replaced you. - pt.3

[pt.1] [pt.2] [pt.3] [pt.END]

Originally posted by hobixing

“Ah… they did? What did they say?” Hongseok passes my phone to me as I read the messages I haven’t opened for the last few hours. Seeing them still hurt because it still feels insincere, as if I was alone in this friendship. 

“Are you going to reply?” Hongseok asked while taking one of my hand in his from under the blanket. It was barely even 6am and I wasn’t down for the drama just yet. 

“Not yet, let’s have cake.” I say smiling, and dragging him with me over to the kitchen still with my phone in one hand.

I took the cake out from the fridge and set it on the table between Hongseok and I. He placed a candle in the centre and lit it, turning the light off before he took his seat. The room was dark and the winter sun hasn’t yet risen and so all that was left to light up the room was the moonlight seeping through the gaps of the blinds and the orange candlelight. A few seconds after, the room was filled with his voice - he sang happy birthday and I couldn’t help but wear a smile on my face. His voice was pretty and I honestly couldn’t thank him enough for doing all this for me. When the short song came to an end we both clapped, I clapped to applaud his singing and he clapped to applaud me fo coming to life twenty-one years ago.

“Make a wish Y/N.” 

“Wishes don’t come true Hongseok.” 

“I’ll make sure this one does, as long as it’s realistic and I can afford it.” He laughed as I smiled. 

“There’s nothing I want.” 

“But there is, I can tell.”

“I just want a shoulder to lean on and not be a burden to people.” 

“Done!” I laughed at his enthusiasm.

“I’ll always be your shoulder to lean on, and you’re never going to be a burden to me.”

“It makes me feel as though I’m replacing them because that’s exactly what they said to me five years ago.” 

“I’m not asking to take their place silly, but just know that I’m always going to be here for you.” He grabbed my hand again from across the table and rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand. I wanted to cry in this moment because I was so grateful of him and his words. 

“I don’t deserve someone like you in my life.” 

“Idiot, I told you this already. You deserve more and better but you’re stuck with me now.” 

“I like the sound of that though.” We both laughed and enjoyed one another’s company. Until my phone dinged, showing a notification from the group chat. I un-muted the conversation but didn’t think they’d be up to say anything.

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anonymous asked:

Aizawa did you enjoy the trip to the hot springs? Did the kids behave? ((Im new to the fandom and just found out about that old (?) onsen event and it was really cute wow))

I don’t remember how long I was there (don’t do this, it’s dangerous for your health). Luckily, All Might happened to come by soon after I think. My memory’s a bit fuzzy.

@ask-allmight Care to clarify…?

event in reference to this!

Paid Relationship Study

I’m obsessed with the fake relationship trope and I saw this post and got inspired


“Have you gone insane, Potter?” Draco told his roommate, who was holding up a flyer excitedly in front of him. Written across the top in bold, capital letter said “PAID RESEARCH OPPORTUNITY” and just under than “Romantic Couples Study”.

“What? We’re both over eighteen, we both live together, and we get paid six thousand pounds! That’s three thousand pounds each!” Harry replied, reading off the criteria from the paper.

Draco snatched it from his hand and examined it. “Potter, we are not in a committed, monogamous romantic relationship, nor have we been dating for six months!”

“Yes, but six thousand pounds! You and I both know we need the money. It’s only a two week study, so we just have to pretend to be a couple until it’s over.” He explained. Draco crossed his arms, looking conflicted. It was bad enough that he had to share a house with the guy he fancied, but pretending to be in a relationship with him? Could he go back to being just his friend after this was over? “Come on, Draco.”

The words softened him. Of course he’d do anything for Harry bloody Potter when he was looking at him like that. “Fine.” He gave in, handing the flyer back to Harry. “But you’ll owe me, Potter.” Pointing a finger at him accusingly, Draco walked out of the room.

“More than giving you half of the money?” Harry shouted after him.

“You better buy me a present with your half!” He shouted back, hearing Harry chuckle.

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hey i just wanted to say that if you’re already scraping by to make ends meet, the holidays are really hard. and that puts pressure on you and on your whole family. and if there’s one thing i hope you know it’s that you don’t need to prove you love someone by buying them something. i know we all want to get the people we care about really fancy things. but i’m okay if you get me like a smooth rock you found by the ocean. i know it’s true of other people, too. i’d rather you hand me a diy picture frame from popsicle sticks than something you had to go into debt to buy, and i think any person who’s worth their socks will tell you the same thing. and on that note? everybody loves socks, and they’re pretty cheap. yes, it’d be great if you and i stumbled on enough money to actually afford things. but love, i’ve learned, isn’t about the buying.

and on that note? for those of you out there who find the holidays a particularly dark time… i hope you know there will always be someone willing to open the door for you. even when it feels like there’s no one. even if that door is a window you have to crawl through. 

and for those of us who have more than we need, i hope we open those doors. if you notice someone who is going to be alone during the holidays, or who is usually depressed but for no apparent reason seems markedly happy and is giving away their things, please invite them over. hang out with them, no matter how awkward it is. sudden cleaning and long notes about how much they love you are also signs of suicide. with recent changes in insurance, it’s increasingly harder to find mental health care, so help a friend out (and maybe even yourself!) by figuring out who still takes the insurance offered so we can all give ourselves the gift of coping mechanisms, the gift that keeps on giving.

i hope you all are happy and safe this season!

BTS / Another member doesn’t like their S/O

Request: anyway i would like to request bts/exo/got7 (whoever you want really; i love them all) reacting to another member not liking, not getting along m, or hating their s/o.            

thank you for requesting this, i did this reaction with BTS but if you want me to do it with a different group, let me know! 💕

warning: some strong language


Jin

Originally posted by samwol

The two of you thought you were alone in the dorm, which was why you had turned the TV on at full volume, and laughed loudly at every single funny thing that happened in the comedic movie that you guys were watching.

Suddenly, the fun was interrupted when the door of Jin’s bedroom was thrown open. Both of you turned to look at Namjoon – who had just burst into the room – with startled expressions.

“Namjoon, what—”

“It’s loud,” Namjoon cut Jin off, a frustrated expression on his face. “You’re loud. Some people are trying to work here.”

“Sorry, we didn’t realize anyone else was here,” you added awkwardly.

Namjoon glared at you. “How would you? You don’t even live here.”

He only told the truth, you tried to tell yourself to avoid feeling hurt by these words. It wasn’t as important what he said, but the way he said it. He looked really annoyed with you and his eyes told you that he’d rather you weren’t here.

“Namjoon,” Jin said, suddenly getting up from the bed. “Can I talk to you outside for a moment?”

“I have to get back to work,” Namjoon turned him down and began to close the door.

“It will only take a moment,” Jin repeated in a stern voice and Namjoon sighed deeply before walking into the hallway to wait for Jin.

“What’s the matter with you?” Jin accused Namjoon, once he closed the door. “Why do you always turn into such a dick whenever Y/n’s over?”

Namjoon debated what to say for a moment and then sighed. “I don’t like her, man.”

Jin hadn’t expected him to say that which is why it took him a moment to regain his balance.

“W-why?” Jin asked.

“I don’t know,” Namjoon shrugged his shoulders, looking down. “Maybe it makes no sense, but she’s just… I don’t know. You’re always with her. Literally, always. You’re late to rehearsals and you’re constantly stuck in your dream world. It’s like… It’s like we lost you.”

“I’m in love, Joon,” Jin said, sighing sadly. “I’m sorry for being late, but I’m not sorry for anything else.”

Namjoon just nodded and swallowed, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.

“You haven’t lost me,” Jin continued then. “Maybe I’ve just been a little preoccupied with my relationship but I’m still here. I’m still the same person. And, honestly, it hurts me to see you dislike the girl that I’m in love with. Give her a chance, Joon. Please.”

“I’ll try,” Namjoon said. “I’m happy for you, Jin. I am, even if it doesn’t seem that way. Just… try to find a way to make your relationship and job work, okay? And apologize to Y/n for me.”

Jin nodded his head and the two boys watched each other for a moment before laughing uncomfortably and sharing a quick hug to let each other know that there were no hard feelings between them.


Suga

Originally posted by randomgirlwitharobe

Yoongi was exiting his studio, on his way to his bedroom to prepare for your date, when he heard a voice outside of Jin’s room and stopped short.

“He’s not coming,” Jin was talking to someone on the phone. “Ever since he met Y/n, he hasn’t bothered to hang out with us. I’m not going to even ask him.”

Yoongi’s heart started to race when he heard your name slip from Jin’s lips. He listened more intently but he couldn’t hear what the other person on the phone was saying.

“No, I’m pretty sure she tells him not to go,” Jin said, then. “I mean, Yoongi was never a big fan of parties but if we asked him nicely, he would go. But then he started dating—”

Not wanting to hear him say your name again, Yoongi stepped into the room, surprising Jin and forcing him to drop his phone in panic.

“Knocking seems to be a thing that exists!” Jin exclaimed, clutching his chest and breathing deeply. “You scared the hell out of me.”

“What the fuck were you talking about?” Yoongi asked.

“W-what do you mean?” Yoongi saw Jin hang up the phone and put the phone in his back pocket without getting up from the bed.

“I heard you talk about Y/n, hyung,” Yoongi said. “It’s not cool.”

“Oh,” Jin said and then stayed quiet for a moment, trying to choose his next words. “I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just that she’s sort of stealing you away from the rest of us, isn’t she?”

“She’s not stealing me away from anyone,” Yoongi replied angrily. “I’m the one who makes the choice to spend as much time with her as I can because, believe it or not, I love her. And I’ve never had anything like that before.”

“Look, I understand but—”

“No, Jin,” Yoongi stopped him, shaking his head. “If there’s a ‘but,’ then you don’t understand. And honestly, I can’t believe you would voluntarily talk shit about someone that means so much to me.”

“I’m not talking shit,” Jin defended himself. “And for the record, you haven’t even introduced her to us.”

“Well, maybe the reason why I haven’t introduced her to you is because you’re already behaving like a dick,” Yoongi said. “It’s already hard for her to be with me, she doesn’t need my friends hating her, too.”

Jin sighed, finally understanding that fighting with Yoongi about this was pointless. He was never going to win.

“I’m sorry,” Jin said, finally. “I’ll be nice. All of us will be. Bring her around sometime.”

Fighting the urge to yell a little more, Yoongi swallowed. “I’ll think about it.”


J-Hope

Originally posted by sosjimin

Hoseok was really excited when he told the rest of the members that you were coming to visit him since he was on tour and hasn’t seen you in a month now. All the other members cheered and congratulated him. All, except for Taehyung, who continued to sit on the couch at the other end of the room.

“Taehyung,” Hoseok called out. “Is something wrong?”

Taehyung raised his head from the phone in his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay, hold on,” Hoseok told the five guys around him and headed towards Taehyung, sitting down next to him once he reached him. “Seriously, what’s the matter?”

Taehyung took a deep breath and locked his phone before turning to look at Hoseok.

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” Taehyung started. “But I don’t think Y/n is the girl for you.”

Hoseok’s mouth had suddenly gone dry. “Sorry, what?”

“I know you like her and that’s great, hyung,” Taehyung said. “But, really, there’s so many fish in the sea. I could introduce you to—”

“Wait, Taehyung,” Hoseok placed a hand on Taehyung’s face, covering his mouth to prevent him from saying anything else. “What are you trying to tell me? That I shouldn’t be with Y/n?”

“Well…” Taehyung shrugged his shoulders. “She’s just so… weird. And she’s not your type at all.”

“I don’t have a type,” Hoseok said. “And if I did, I’m sure I’d just describe Y/n.”

“You say that now, but, seriously, hyung, she’s just a girl—”

“She’s not just a girl!” Hoseok jumped up from the couch, suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. “She’s the love of my life.”

Taehyung wasn’t expecting this. Not even Hoseok himself expected to say that.

Intense silence was the only thing left in the room as Hoseok tried to get himself together. Once he felt like he did, he turned to look at Taehyung with a soft expression.

“I love her,” he told him. “And I’m sorry if you can’t accept that. But I would love it if you at least tried. I’m really not looking for anyone else, Taehyung. I’m happy with her.”

Taehyung swallowed slowly, understanding. “Okay. I’m sorry.”

Hoseok nodded, standing up again.

“Maybe try to get to know Y/n better,” he addressed Taehyung one more time. “I’m sure you’d really like her if you tried.”


RM

Originally posted by rapnamu

Namjoon always claimed that you brought out the best in him and all of the guys seemed to love you for it. They immediately accepted you as one of their own, and whenever the seven of them hung out together, they would invite you, too.

You were more than happy to hang out with them, of course. The only downside was Yoongi.

At first, you thought he looked annoyed all of the time, but then you found out that this was not the case. He was actually a really fun guy. And yet, whenever you were over at the dorm, Yoongi was always looking frustrated. You tried to start up a conversation with him, but he just cut you off shortly, basically letting you know that you shouldn’t even try.

You hated that. You saw how happy it made Namjoon to know that you got along with his friends and you didn’t want him to suddenly be upset because Yoongi seemed to have a problem with you. Which is why you decided to take matters into your own hands.

“Can I talk to you, Yoongi?” you asked him one night, when the eight of you were hanging out in the dorm.

“We’re talking,” Yoongi replied subtly enough, so no one else would notice his immediate change in demeanor.

“No, I mean, alone,” you said. “I just have something I want to tell you.”

Namjoon perked up at this. “Keeping secrets from me, baby?”

You saw Yoongi roll his eyes at the nickname and you frowned for a moment, but then turned to face your boyfriend with a soft smile.

“Of course not,” you told him, quickly kissing him on the cheek. “Actually, this is about you. But I’ll tell you later.”

You stood up from the couch, giving Yoongi an expecting look. He finally realized that he had no choice but to follow you or he’d end up causing a scene in front of the others and that was clearly not what he wanted. So, groaning loudly, he got up from the couch and followed you out of the room.

“Why do you hate me so much?” you asked Yoongi right away, as soon as he closed the door, separating you from the rest of the guys.

“What?” Yoongi blinked. “Where did you get that from?”

“Come on, it’s obvious. You always turn into a huge mess of anger and frustration around me,” you said. “And we’ve barely had any conversations. So, what is it? What have I done wrong?”

Yoongi sighed and looked back to make sure the door was still closed.

“It’s not you, Y/n,” Yoongi said. “It’s just… don’t get me wrong, but you’re always here.”

Now that was a punch in your face you weren’t expecting. “I’m not sure how I could get you wrong.”

“No, it’s not what I—” Yoongi shook his head, sighing again. “Okay, thing is, before you come over, Namjoon always gives us a long lecture – emphasis on long – about how we need to be on our best behavior once you’re around. And you’re always around! And all of a sudden, the rest of the guys just got used to you, and they can fool around and avoid Joon’s dirty looks but I can’t.”

You listened patiently, not daring to interrupt him.

“So, it’s not you that I hate,” Yoongi said. “I hate the fact that for some reason, I can’t be myself around you because Namjoon seems to think that you’ll leave him if you don’t like us.”

“That is bullshit,” you spoke finally. “First of all, I’d never leave Namjoon, I love him with all of my heart. Second of all, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Please don’t feel obligated to hold yourself back from whatever you want to do when I’m around. You can be yourself around me.”

“So Namjoon can lock me out of the dorm later? No thanks.”

“He wouldn’t do that,” you said with some hesitation. “I’ll talk to him about this, okay? I really don’t want you to feel uncomfortable around me.”

Slowly, Yoongi nodded.

You nodded back. “I’m glad we talked about this.”

“Me too,” Yoongi agreed. “And I’m sorry I gave you the impression that I hated you.”


Jimin

Originally posted by jikookdetails

Jimin jumped around the back of the stage, telling everyone who listened that his girlfriend was in the audience tonight and he was ecstatic. This wasn’t the first time you would see him perform, but this was the first time you came to their actual concert.

However, thirty minutes until showtime, Jimin’s excitement died down.

“Oh God,” he said loudly. “What if I forget my moves? What if I get so distracted that I forget I’m even on stage? Or worse! What if I forget the lyrics?”

“Whoa,” Hoseok interrupted his self-doubt. “Where did that come from?”

“I don’t know,” Jimin admitted. “I just know that Y/n’s here and I want to perform really well, so she would be impressed. But I’m so nervous that I feel like I’ll screw up.”

“Come on, Jimin, you’re always nervous,” Hoseok said with an encouraging smile. “You’ll be great!”

“No, but I’m freaking out,” Jimin continued. “Seriously, what if—”

“Jimin, is this because Y/n’s here?” Hoseok said, suddenly serious. “Because you tend to lose the grip on yourself whenever she’s in the audience. So, maybe – and this is just a suggestion – you shouldn’t bring her to your shows.”

“Shouldn’t bring her to my—what?” Jimin stopped fidgeting and looked at Hoseok with confusion. “But I want her to see me perform.”

“Do you, really?” Hoseok asked. “Because it sounds to me like you just need validation. And you’re making it seem that if you screw up on stage, she’ll dump you. So, I’m just saying that maybe, if you feel this terrified of her seeing you do something wrong, she’s not the one for you.”

Jimin was completely taken aback by his words. “Are you serious, hyung? I just needed you to tell me that everything would be okay, not give me relationship advice.”

“How many times have I told you that everything was going to be okay?” Hoseok countered. “I’m losing patience here. So, I’m sorry, but I’m just telling the truth.”

Hoseok had turned around to walk away, but Jimin grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“Do you… not like Y/n, or something?” he asked carefully.

Hoseok bit his lip, looking for the right way to say this. “When she makes you this nervous – no. Not particularly.”

“But it’s not her that’s making me nervous,” Jimin said. “It’s me.”

“Yeah. And you’re nervous because of her. So, technically…”

Jimin just watched Hoseok for a minute.

“I don’t like this conversation,” Jimin said finally. “I don’t like hearing you say that you don’t like my girlfriend.”

“Okay,” Hoseok shrugged. “I’m going to go find the—”

“No, wait,” Jimin stopped him again. “If I promise to get a grip on myself whenever Y/n’s in the audience, do you promise to never ever use the words ‘hate’ and ‘Y/n’ in the same sentence again?”

“I don’t hate her, Jimin,” Hoseok said with a sigh. “I just don’t like that she turns you into a nervous wreck before every show.”

“It’s not her fault!” Jimin said a little louder than he intended to and a few make-up artists turned their heads to look at them. “It’s my fault I’m nervous. She’s not doing anything wrong. So, dislike me, if you have to. Not her.”

“But—”

“No, hyung,” Jimin cut him off. “Y/n’s incredible. I love her. There’s no reason for anyone to hate her and I won’t accept it if people do that.”

Hoseok, understanding that this was a lost cause, and Jimin wasn’t even hearing him, just nodded. “Okay.”

“Okay,” Jimin repeated. “I’m going to go to freak out to Jungkook now.”


V

Originally posted by saintminyoongi

You always found Jungkook intimidating and you’ve told this to Taehyung multiple times. And every time, Taehyung would say that it’s nonsense and that it’s just your imagination because maybe Jungkook just wasn’t used to you yet.

But it’s been a year and Jungkook still left the room when you entered it. Every time he did that, you shot Taehyung a helpless look but he would just shrug his shoulders and smile, making you forget your worries momentarily.

Taehyung always did everything he could to make you feel welcome around the dorm, and the other guys seemed to like you, too. And yet Jungkook’s indifference still made the atmosphere glum for you.

“If this upsets you so much, I’ll talk to him,” Taehyung said one day after he noticed your face fall once Jungkook left the room again. “But really, you have no reason to feel uncomfortable here.”

You nodded but didn’t say anything. Taehyung placed a quick kiss on your temple and got up to find where Jungkook had gone to.

“Jungkook!” he called out in the hallway.

“Yeah?” a voice replied somewhere at the end of the hall and Taehyung headed over there to find Jungkook sitting on the counter in the kitchen.

“What are you doing here?” Taehyung asked him.

A little confused, Jungkook shrugged his shoulders. “Sitting.”

“Why’d you leave the living room?” Taehyung said. “We were about to watch a movie. Y/n said—”

An involuntary groan slipped past Jungkook’s lips and Taehyung stopped talking instantly.

“What… the hell was that?” Taehyung asked. “Do you not like Y/n?”

Jungkook stayed quiet but Taehyung wasn’t going to leave him alone.

“Do you seriously not like her?” he asked again. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“You never shut up about her,” Jungkook said so quietly that Taehyung almost didn’t hear him. “Whenever we do something, it’s always like Y/n this, Y/n that.”

Taehyung hadn’t realized that he talked about you that much. “Okay. So, tell me to stop talking about her.”

“I did,” Jungkook said, finally raising his eyes to meet Taehyung’s. “You stopped for, like, five minutes and started again. Do you realize that our team lost nearly every match on Overwatch because you—”

“Please don’t make this about Overwatch,” Taehyung stopped him. “I’m sorry if I annoyed you by talking about her all of the time. But you’re seriously upsetting her by leaving the room every time she comes over.”

“Am I not allowed to hang out elsewhere?” Jungkook said nonchalantly. “She’s not my girlfriend, she’s yours. I’m under no obligation to always be around whenever she is.”

This hurt Taehyung for some reason and he needed a moment to recover.

“You’re my best friend,” he told him, then. “And she’s my girlfriend. She gets along with the rest of the guys perfectly but you’re being difficult.”

“I’m not being anything,” Jungkook countered. “And I don’t remember there being a rule that best friends had to get along really well with the other girlfriends.”

“There’s no rule but it would make me happy.”

Jungkook groaned again, forcing Taehyung to sigh.

“Okay. Don’t be friends with Y/n,” he told Jungkook then. “But, please, at least don’t dramatically refuse to be in the same room with her. It’s not cool.”

“Fine.”

“And… you would definitely like her if you got to know her,” Taehyung added with a playful smirk. “She’s really good at Overwatch.”

Jungkook squinted at Taehyung. “You’re just saying that to make me like her.”

“No,” Taehyung shook his head. “I’m saying that as a warning.”

“How is that a warning?”

“When you find out how good she is, you’ll want to date her, too,” Taehyung said. “But back off. She’s mine.”


Jungkook

Originally posted by jengkook

The boys had a thirty-minute break before their next interview and they were planning to explore Tokyo for a little while before coming back. Jungkook, however, was holed up in his hotel room.

“I’m good,” Jungkook told Jimin who came to ask him to come with the rest of them. “I’m going to skype-chat with Y/n.”

“You skype-chatted her this morning,” Jimin said matter-of-factly. “Does she not have anything better to do but talk to you?”

“She’s free from school today,” Jungkook answered, not raising his head from his phone. “It happens rarely and I’m using this as an opportunity to talk to her.”

“Jungkook, you’re already texting her,” Jimin said, pointing at his phone. “And you can text her while you’re outside, too.”

“Yeah, but I want to see her. And it’s only possible on Skype.”

“But we want to see you, too!” Jimin said, raising his voice and making Jungkook finally look up at him. “Seriously, ever since you started dating her, we haven’t even heard anything from you. The only time we see you is during rehearsals and on stage when we’re performing.”

“And that proves that you see me for the majority of time every day,” Jungkook replied. “So, I don’t get the problem.”

“The problem is that she has you wrapped around her finger and you don’t even see it,” Jimin snapped. “You’re adjusting your schedule to fit hers. You’re taking extra flights to see her and then show up to rehearsals jetlagged and exhausted. It’s not good for your health. Does she care about that? No, it doesn’t look like she does, she just—”

“Stop right there, Jimin,” Jungkook said, locking his phone and putting it away to concentrate on this conversation. “I don’t remember you being part of my relationship. And I sure as hell don’t remember you talking to Y/n and asking her what she cared about.”

“Okay, no need to get all pissed off,” Jimin said, suddenly a little intimidated by Jungkook’s angry and protective tone. “I’m just stating the obvious. You’re obviously sacrificing a lot to be with her and she’s not doing much—”

“Have you thought that maybe the reason why she’s not doing much is because she can’t?” Jungkook was shouting now. “She can’t fly out to see me, because, unlike me, she doesn’t have enough money to fly around the world whenever she wants to. And she can’t hang out with me as often as she wants because she has exams almost every day. On top of that, she gets hate for simply being my girlfriend. So, I’m sorry if you don’t like the fact that I’m trying to make this relationship easier for her.”

Jimin stayed quiet for a moment. “I didn’t think about that.”

“Of course not,” Jungkook huffed, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. “I’m sorry for losing my temper. I just wish you understood how scared I am to lose her. This relationship is hard work, for Y/n especially, and it’s even harder when I’m away. But I would never even think about ending it. I love her too much.”

Jimin nodded, no longer having any other comments to add.

“Okay,” he said. “I see. I’m sorry I said those things. Tell Y/n I said hi.”

BTS replaced you. - pt.END

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Originally posted by mimibtsghost

“You guys have no idea how hurt she is that you basically threw her to the curb and left her like that.” I looked at all seven of the men who stood before me after Y/N had ran to her room and closed the door behind her.

“Why are you interfering? What did you say to her to get her to hate us like this?” Jungkook stood before me, squaring up as if he was ready to throw a punch. But I took a step back.

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Dating Steve and being Joyce Byers’ Daughter

Request:headcanons for being joyce byers’ daughter (middle kid so jonathan is Protective™) dating steve?

A/N: hope you’ll like it babe xx

Originally posted by dailytelevision

• oh how you would glance at him every single time Steve passed by you
• he was older, cooler, he was the king of the school
• And you were the Byers middle kid
• but he helped you with your books once and your heart melted
• and one day he flirted with you non stop, making you blush but reply sassily
• after the weekend it seemed like he forgot all of that and that made your heart break
• of course he wouldn’t like you
• you’re just a little girl and he’s King Steve
• you try to forget about your stupid crush on him
• but then your little brother goes missing and the Hawkins Lab is actually a place with another dimension after it
• and suddenly Steve comes by your house more often
• but always with Nancy by his side
• you couldn’t say you were friends with Nancy but you got along and you said hi to each other
• so when your brother goes with Nancy in the woods to “ set a trap”
• ( of course you weren’t allowed. The only thing you were allowed to do was breathing. Joking)
• he left you alone in the house
• And guess who came by
• Steve Harrington himself
• “ Nancy isn’t here and neither is Jonathan”
• “ who said I’m here to see them , princess?”
• You rolled your eyes and shut the door in his face and went to your room
• and again, guess who climbed on your window?
• Steve Harrington himself
• “ I don’t care what you say. I want to talk to you.”
• you gave him a skeptical look
• “ are you ok? I know it’s a stupid question because of all the things with Will but everytime I come by I feel like you don’t want me here at all.”
• “ you punched my brother. And I’m good. Why are you so interested about that?”
• and whoops he kissed you and you kissed back
• he started to make awful love declarations
• and you giggled and gave him a chance because again he’s King Steve
• And so it starts
• At first you guys are hiding ( especially from Jonathan)
• But really everyone noticed the lingering stares and the obvious “ subtle kisses “ behind the bleachers
• and one day Jonathan is taking photos
• just after you found Will and you guys went out to celebrate
• you’re waiting with Will to the hot dog stand to get something to eat
• And suddenly Steve comes behind you and kisses your cheek
• Little poor Will is shook
• he just stands there awkwardly and smiles
• But Jonathan comes fuming and almost punches Steve
• “ stay away from my sister”
• “ Jonathan..stop”
• “ you? You agreed to be with? With him?”
• “ no dumbass. He’s just my boy toy of course I did”
• “ Will.. let’s go home.”
• “ wait no hey! Wait!”
• “ Ooops”
• “ Steve shut up or I’ll kill you”
• Jonathan giving you the birds and bees speech back at home
• And telling you he supports you but he’ll break his neck if he does anything wrong
• And from now on everything is a bit cooler
• But there’s still a tension between them
• you guys would go as Bonnie and Clyde for Halloween
• Christmas together and being happy
• parenting the children with him and seeing him give awful advice to Dustin
• “ don’t trust him girls love a sweet guy.”
• “ just don’t care Dustin. Don’t.”
• you’re dancing with Dustin at the Snow Ball
• skipping school with Steve sometimes
• Assuring him he is a great boyfriend
• Uh ok but neck kisses and him scaring you are a must
• And you would drive in his car with music on and just forget about the world
• While Johnathan is still bitter
• You and Nancy becoming friends because guess who’s dating your older brother
• you becoming quite a group
• gushing about your boyfriends
• Your mom would be both happy and angry
• “ I heard things about him you know. But he’s such a kind soul from what I’ve seen.”
• “ yeah he is.”

~College!au Pen Pal Yoongi~PART FOURTEEN:END

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Originally posted by myloveseokjin

You couldn’t stop shaking. Tomorrow at eleven? That was fifteen hours away!! You were nowhere near emotionally ready to meet Yoongi…er, again.

You’ve technically already met the guy, you thought to yourself. But that’s when you didn’t know he was your pen pal. And that was before you…felt something for him.

You didn’t know when you realized but after a while of talking to, who you now know is Yoongi, your feelings had grown. And feelings as in a more than ‘Hey we’re good friends.’ No, it was more of a ‘You’re stubborn and such a downer, sometimes….But I still have a huge crush on you…’

Oh man, you thought, How were you going to get out of this? And evern better, note the sarcasm, you know what he looks like! It wasn’t fair that he was so damn attractive and you couldn’t get him out of your head. You remembered the deepness of his voice when you first met him; how soothing and low it was made your heart pound harder. 

Damn, if you only knew sooner! Now here you were, freaking out in your dorm room. “I don’t see why you’re freaking out. You’re never nervous around Mr. Sunshine. Why now?” Your roommate called from the other side of the room. 

“I’ve already met him! Except I didn’t know it was him. What if it’s awkward?” You looked down at your phone in your lap.

“Awkward? Oh honey, me and Namjoon meeting was awkward. You can’t get any more awkward than that! You’ll do fine!” Your roommate smirked. You heard the countless stories about your roommate and her very own pen pal and you wished you saw them first hand. 

For the rest of the night, your heart couldn’t stop racing and your stomach couldn’t stop doing flip flops. It was then when you were wondering what Yoongi was feeling. Was he calm and collected?


Yoongi was in no way calm and collected. His knees kept bouncing up and down underneath the table in the very same cafe you were meeting him in tomorrow. The anxiety of finally meeting you again finally getting to him.

“Hyung, you’ll be fine! If you’ve charmed her for this long without your looks, you already have her technically,” Jungkook smirked at his older friend’s behavior.

“I didn’t charm her!”

“Psh, by now you’ve probably flirted a countless amount of time,” Taehyung piped.

“Have not!”

“No, no,” Jungkook looked toward Taehyung and continued to have a private conversation with him about Yoongi and you. “I bet he told her he acres about her. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be so nervous. He would keep his cool and tough facade.”

“But he’s nervous because she knows he cares about her!” Taehyung finished with a grin. 

“No–o” Yoongi protested, a blush creeping up his neck. 

“Just admit it, hyung. You don’t just care about her in a friend way…You like her,” Jimin grinned from the other side of the table. Yoongi kicked Jimin’s leg resulting in him releasing a whine. 

“He’s so defensive, I can’t tell if it’s cute or not…I mean, who is this guy?” Jungkook joked.

“Haha,” Yoongi said in a monotone. 

The boys went back to their dorms soon after and Yoongi had no idea what he was going to say tomorrow. Should he be himself? Dark and brooding? No, I think Y/N’s way past that stage, he thought. 

We are going to talk about her, in a weird twist of events, maybe I should be less…cold. Falling into bed, he sighed. Why was he acting like such a girl. You were just you. No need to be nervous, he thought as he was clearly nervous.


You were walking closer and closer to the cafe and the nervousness in the pit of your stomach went away as the excitement began to rush into your heart. You were finally getting the one to one conversation you wanted with Mr. Sunshine.

Granted, it’ll be about you at first but it’s something! 

You walked into the cafe and your eyes scanned around till you set upon the familiar dark haired boy. Is it too late to turn around? 

His head was down, eyes glued to your phone. You rolled your eyes with a smile and discreetly sat in the seat across from him at the table he was sitting at. 

“You know, it’s rude to be on your phone while you’re meeting with someone,” You smirked, your heart still pounding a million miles a minute. Yoongi’s head shot up and he scrambled to put his phone into his pocket. 

“Uh, h–hi,” He offered a small smile, moving his arms closer to him to give you room.

“Hey, stranger,” You smiled softly. 

“This is kind of weird right? We’ve sort of met and introduced ourselves before,” Yoongi cocked his head to the side and scrunched his nose up. Fuck, don’t do that, you thought. He was too attractive, you’re surprised you haven’t been drooling yet. 

Before getting caught staring, you laughed. “Yeah, it seems we’ve skipped that stage.”

“So, I don’t know how to exactly–”

“Just ask me,” you smiled warmly, allowing him to dig into you past. You trusted Yoongi. You were unsure at first, but damn, was this boy stubborn. You thought you were stubborn. 

“Why did you immediately come off to me as so bubbly? You could’ve had any persona,” Yoongi asked, stirring his coffee with his straw.

“Well, at first I wasn’t sure how I’d act around you. But then I saw how you were the complete opposite of my sister, and I thought it’d be fun to see how you’d react.”

“So if I wasn’t so pessimistic, you wouldn’t have been Bubbly?”

“Hm, that’s what I’ve been asking myself the past few days. I’m not sure. Yoongi, do you believe in fate?” You asked.

He scoffed with a smile. Of course you believed in fate, he thought. “I’m assuming you do?”

“What out of all the chances, you were paired with me? Someone completely opposite of the person my sister wanted me to be? It was only suiting that I’d act like she wished.”

Yoongi thought to himself about what you had said. What were the chances of getting paired with you? If it weren’t for you, he’d never be here in the first place. Hell, he bet that if he had any other pen pal. girl or not, he wouldn’t have stuck around. But no, you were different.

“Fair enough,” he nodded to himself. 

“Now can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Yoongi shrugged. He pushed his coffee over to you, offering you a sip.

“Why after every, even the slightest moment of some sort of bond between us, did you soon after snap and become cold again?” You asked, curiously, grabbing his coffee and taking a long sip out of the straw. 

Yoongi eyed the coffee and thought for a moment. Why did he do that? Then, he tugged at your hand and stood up. 

“Can we walk?” He murmured and you two exited the cafe. You shrugged and continued to drink his coffee when he didn’t object. You walked together, neither of you realizing you were still holding hands. 

“I guess I was just scared,” Oh god, Yoongi thought. Did he really just say that?

“Scared? You?”

“Yeah, Y/N. Terrified,” Yoongi said with a certain look in his eye. You looked over at him in curiosity.

“I’m pretty sure I’m the person you should be least terrified of,” You joked.

“No,” Yoongi muttered to himself, as if frustrated, “Not of you. Of me.”

“Of you? Why?”

“Well, I–” He cut himself off to look at you. You were peering at him with curiosity and he fell even harder. He didn’t realize he missed how much he missed looking at your face until now. 

And now, standing in front of you, he was consumed with so much emotion that he didn’t even know how to process. 

All he wanted to do was grab your face and just smash his lips against yours. 

So that’s exactly what he did.

You were taken aback at first, the feeling of his surprisingly warm hands on your cheeks. Your eyes were widened but once your brain processed what was going on, you slowly closed your eyes and placed your hands under his biceps. 

You pulled away for air and he leaned his forehead against yours, “Fuck, I really wanted to do that.”

“You did?” You breathed out, in a daze. Yoongi chuckled at your state and pecked your forehead before leaning back.

“I was terrified of becoming too close to you and developing feelings. But I’m afraid, too late,” He smiled to himself. Like really smiled. Your heart melted at the sight of his gummy smile. 

“Mr. Sunshine!” Was all you could saying before embracing him. You were grinning ear to ear. 

“What?”

“I found it!”

“Hm?” Yoongi hummed. You pulled away with a smirk.

“I finally found your soft spot…”

“Oh,” Yoongi chuckled, looking down at you. “I’ve always known: It’s you. Always has been.” And he leaned down to give you another kiss.


ASDFGHJK I FINALLY FINISHED KASDHKASDL HOW WAS IT? DID YOU LIKE IT? THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE ASLJDS

Next pen pal isssssss….Hoseok!! (so excited to write that heheh)

How was this series? What was your favorite part? Any unanswered questions?

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Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K

**WARNING, EXPLICIT AND DETAILED CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** +18

Word Count: 5,869

Y/N’s POV
As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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On Powerful Wings

So… I’ve wanted to write a Wings AU since i’ve been seeing all these beautiful drawings of the sides with wings (i’m looking at you @randomslasher and @artistwave!! Everyone else also go look at them. I am. They are sooo talented oh my gosh.) I was stuck on what to write about for a long long time until it hit me to try and write wings that weren’t bird wings. So… this is what came of that. Also, everyone thank @didsomeonesayprince if you like this nonsense.

Another Polysanders. Apparently it’s my thing now.

Wing AU!!!!!

Logan groaned as he sat up in his bed. He wasn’t exactly looking forward to today. One of his boyfriends was dragging the rest of them to a party. They had all been dating for a long while now, but they only had been living together for a short time. He was in his own room, they agreed it would be nice for each of them to have their own space, even if a good portion of the time they tended to fall asleep in each other’s beds anyway. As he swung his legs over the edge he began to stretch. His wings unfolded out from behind him as he let them get some air. One of the problems with wings was definitely waking up in the morning and finding you had slept on one of them weird.

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@pastelsunday recently posted these lovely matching icons! I couldn’t decide which one I wanted to use, so I thought of editing them together to use as a banner! Their original post can be found here:

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I wasn’t sure wether or not to do Devilcup/Dicemug since I haven’t really seen much of that ship. Unless someone asks for them!

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Lost and Found

Prompts: 44. “I really want to kiss you right now. I know I shouldn’t, and somehow that makes me want it more.”

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, night terrors

Word Count: 835

A/N: So, this is part 3 of nightmares and bruises!!!! I hope you all like it. Requests are open.

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Originally posted by myvainsoul

Y/N made her way cautiously back to her house in the dark. She had met Dustin and Steve at Dustin’s house and Steve was armed with his nail bat as she pulled out her crowbar. Dustin had led them to the outside cellar, opened it and then stood back for the two of them to descend. When they got down there they noticed that they had a bigger problem. Dart, as Dustin called the baby Demogorgon, had managed to dig out of the cellar and was now somewhere in the woods. The three of them had agreed to meet in the morning to try and find Dart. Dustin had told them to bring all the raw meat that they could find.

As Y/N turned down her street, she could already see Billy sat on the hood of his Camaro with a cigarette between his lips. This time there were no fresh bruises breaking his perfect skin. Her parents clearly weren’t home and she could only wonder if it had something to do with the sudden appearance of the baby Demogorgon. Billy smiled, climbed down off his car and stamped out his cigarette as he saw her approaching. She smiled back but clutched the bag on her shoulder a little tighter just in case Dart decided to show up.

“Everything okay, princess?” Billy questioned as she reached him and quickly looked around before pulling him to the door.

“Yeah, just let’s get inside.” She replied before unlocking the door, ushering him inside and quickly looking around before locking it again. She quickly began checking every lock in the house while Billy watched with confusion.

Billy laid a hand on her arm and she jumped. “You sure you’re okay? You seem very… tense.”

“Yeah of course.” She smiled and began to walk upstairs. “I just got spooked by a cat walking home.”

“You should have let me give you a lift.” He told her as she replaced the bag under her side of the bed; making sure it was open in case she needed to defend herself in the night.

“Probably should have.” She muttered. “You staying?”

“If you want me too.” Billy said as he stood with his hands in his pockets.

She nodded and laid down in bed after kicking off her shoes. She didn’t want to be alone tonight. Billy watched her closely before pulling his shirt and shoes off and joining her. She faced away from him and he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his chest. He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck as they both drifted off.


Billy hadn’t been asleep long when he was woken by Y/N tossing and turning. There were tears running down her cheeks and she was shaking violently. “Y/N?” He shook her lightly and she shot bolt upright before wilding looking around the room. Billy rested his hand on her arm and she jumped away from him. “Hey, it’s just me.”

That was all it took and she broke down. He pulled her into his chest as sobs began to rack her body. He pressed kisses to her hairline and whispered comforting things but this time she couldn’t calm down. It had been so real. Steve, Nancy, Jonathan, the party, Joyce, Hopper and Billy had all been massacred. She couldn’t shake the image of Billy’s lifeless form from her head as she clutched onto him.

Eventually her sobs stopped and she pulled away from him to wipe her eyes. One of Billy’s hands didn’t leave her arm as the other one moved up and cupped her cheek; forcing her to look into those ocean blue eyes. “You want to talk about it?”He asked but she shook her head. He suddenly started chuckling to himself.

“What?” Y/N questioned.

“You look beautiful right now.” He said with a smile. “I really want to kiss you right now. I know I shouldn’t, and somehow that makes me want it more.” He suddenly revealed and Y/N’s voice hitched in her throat.

With a sudden surge of confidence and the need to feel close to him, she pulled him forward and pressed their lips together harshly. Billy responded immediately by pulling her into his lap and threading his fingers into her hair. Every untold feeling and emotion from the past few months was suddenly released all at once. Y/N kissed him with force and passion as one thought continued to race through the back of her mind:

Whatever had happened last year was happening again in some way, and this time, Y/N wanted to make sure it never came back.