Hiii so I was wondering because Jungkook can be very shy but do you think he talks a lot when he's comfortable with people? Like in the dorm with the members? I just wondered ☺ I hope you have a nice day ^.^
he definitely talks a lot with people he’s comfortable with. tbh he actually talks A LOT now compared before. before I NEED U era, kookie would be really really shy he rarely speaks up in interviews and he doesn’t even play around much on camera like he does now. You can even watch old Bangtan Bombs wherein he can’t even talk directly to the camera without covering his face hehe! when they did HYYH PT1 and he became a bit more comfortable with himself and saying what’s on his mind, a lot of ARMYs were asking what happened to jungkook. Joon even had to explain in a fansign something like “Everyone, nothing happened to jungkook. He has always been like that in the dorms since the beginning. Now he’s showing his true colors.” It’s the beginning of when he started to become a meme hehehe~ our jungkookie ^_^
@for the parents It's the graduation party of the 2016-2017 promo of echo creek High School; Are you ready for the party, weird dances, bad choices and embarrassing moments that possibly will be captured in camera and later posted on the internet. Are you ready guys?
That Otabek is a morning person, but Yuri is definitely not.
Otabek wakes up before Yuri and he nudges the younger boy to stir him awake. Yuri grunts and mumbles that he needs more sleep, and when Otabek nudges him again Yuri growls, “listen, I love you but I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’ll pummel you.”
Otabek grunts back, frustrated that Yuri won’t budge. “And if I pummel you instead?”
Yuri tugs the blankets up to cover half of his face. “Don’t you dare.”
Otabek lays on his side, propping himself up on his elbow. He smiles to himself. “If you don’t wake up, I’ll do it,” he threatens. When Yuri says nothing in response, Otabek leans in, kissing Yuri on the forehead quickly. Yuri ignores him, and Otabek leans back in, pummeling Yuri with quick kisses all over his face.
Yuri stirs and whines. “Beka,” he smiles. “Quit it!”
//Okay I got a bone to pick with Kishimoto (once again) regarding Konan’s fight with Obtio.
How come Konan is able to do this shit:
But can’t cover Obito’s face to avoid eye contact with the sharingan.
She studied him for years to be able to ensure his death. You can’t tell me she wouldn’t know how Sharingan contact would work. I refuse to believe so. My point being, once again, that Konan should not have fucking lost that fight. Your plot no jutsu is fucking dumb.
Ok so i fell asleep listening to kingspooks creepypasta readings and I woke up, suns out and i couldnt move my body theres a pillow facing up covering my face on my legs and I could hear a reading on my ipad, suddenly some weird sounding voices and screaming went off so i thought it was just the reading. Then i noticed the bathroom door was on the other side of the wall and after what felt like forever i moved the pillow down and saw what looked like peter pans shadow from hell with a smile dog like smile on its face
Steve and Bucky seeing what people call gangsters today and talk about the Irish and Italian mafia when they were growing up and how they got some money during hard times for doing some runs for the mafia
“Huh.” Steve looks over to Bucky where he sits
curled up in a deep, cozy papasan chair.
“I don’t think we qualify anymore, Buck.”
Bucky hummed, cheeks
stuffed full of popcorn.
“I’m sorry, what?”
Sam leaned forward in his seat.
“You don’t qualify as what
anymore?” The anticipation on his face
Bucky shrugged. “’Snothin’.
Steve n’I just did odd jobs back in the day. Had to make ends meet, you know how it is.”
Clint narrowed his
eyes. “Wait. Waitwaitwait.
Odd jobs.” He looked at the
screen to the rolling credits of the movie they’d just watched and back to
Steve and Bucky. “Oh my God. Is that your way of saying you were Old-Timey
It was Steve’s turn to
shrug. “Not really. Sort of.
–I mean. Officially,
legally. Illegally. Yeah.”
“Oh my God.” Steve was pretty
sure Sam was going to have a heart attack.
“Why did I not know this?!”
Bucky wriggled around so
he could face Sam better. “It was
prohibition for us. People were still
drinkin’. Steve needed medicine and an
honest job didn’t pay as much as we needed.
So.” He shrugged.
“So I managed logistics
and Bucky did the literal heavy lifting.
Not really that big a deal.”
Clint was grinning a mile
wide. “This is so much better than I
could imagine. Steve, you had mob connections.”
“What?!” Sam squeaked.
Steve made a defenseless
gesture. “Families like that have long
memories. They know I’m alive.” He nodded towards the bar. “You think I buy my liquor?”
Bucky grinned. “You always did ingratiate yourself.” He
looked at Sam. “He was their best-selling supplier Brooklyn had. They owe him; he helped keep them in business long enough for for prohibition to end and for them to make real money.” Bucky held up his glass and let Dum-E cart it
over to the bar, smiling wickedly. “Another whiskey.”