crying so much at this bit right now

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I keep forgetting that every time you visit you have to leave after, I think that’s the hardest bit about this. Like holy fuck do I ever miss you and now I really don’t know what to do knowing you’re not going to be here with me for awhile. Distance is crap may I just say, but damn you are so fucking worth it. I love you sooo much butthead; we can get through this I know it!!! ♥

Taehyung’s runaway daughter. part2

Taehyung’s daughterAU! 

Genre: Angst

[part1] [part2] [part3] [part4End]


Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

Neither of my parents wanted me, my mum found someone new and forgot about us. I hurt my dad’s feelings and now even he hates me. My phone battery is now completely dead. I have no money, no nothing and top of that, I was lost. I walked for miles and ended up somewhere unknown, somewhere I’ve never been before. I’ve been walking for at least six hours. I lost count after my phone had died but I guess it’s for the best. 

I couldn’t reach my so called mother, she blocked my number and I’m not even surprised, she didn’t want me, she left me, me and dad and I couldn’t reach my father who loved me, because his phone was switched off, I couldn’t find a way to communicate with anyone, there’s no one out here. I don’t know how to get home. Not that I even have one to go to anymore. I just kept walking. It was dark outside and there’s not a single street lamp to light the world around me and I somehow ended up in the middle of the woods, it was so quiet I could hear the crickets in the background. I was cold, hungry and tired. Was I just going to die here? Rot away before anyone could even find my remains? Those thoughts clouded my mind, I may seem dramatic but wouldn’t you feel this way if you’re miles away from home and no longer have parents to turn to, or when you’re stuck in this situation, wouldn’t these endless thoughts flood your mind and distort your judgement? 

I sat against a tree and pulled my knees to my chest, I started to cry. I felt like such a pathetic child right now but I didn’t want to die, I didn’t want to die before telling dad that I was sorry. But I don’t have parents anymore, do I? I have neither parents or a home. So maybe it’s not even worth living anymore, who would care if I was taken by a wild beast in this dark forest? Nobody. Nobody would care and nobody would know. 

No, dad will. I know he will, right? He said he loves me. But does he? He told me not to go home, that I can’t. It’s like I had the devil and angel on my shoulders telling me different things. I didn’t want to let the devil win, but it did. The dark thoughts loomed over me, dad wouldn’t care if I were dead or alive, he switched his phone off to avoid my messages and no matter how hard I tried to contact him while I still could, I was only met with a silent phone. But that’s my own fault. I should have believed him, but I was stupid enough to believe a lying cheat. She told me she would always love me, that she would always love dad. But she didn’t and now because of her, I’m made a homeless orphan. Barely even 14 and I’ve been kicked out of my own home. I bet they’re partying right now, all of them. Dad must have hated being stuck with me, that’s why he got so mad when I didn’t believe him. Because it was bad enough that he had to take care of me, but I didn’t even listen to him and what he had to say. I’d get rid of me too if I could. It was getting really late and I know it because my body told me it was time to sleep and so that’s what I did, I fell asleep lying by the tree on top of a pile of fallen leaves, still cold, still hungry.

I woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead, shouting out for my dad. I was scared because I thought he had left me all alone. Until I realised, I wasn’t having a bad dream. I was living the nightmare I was having, realising it was now my reality. It was still kind of dark but I could tell that the sun was about to rise soon. I was hungry still and now even more thirsty than I am hungry and cold. If I don’t die by getting eaten by wolves, I’d die of thirst. But oh well. I don’t have anything to lose. 

He told me ‘don’t come back’ and I won’t. Because mum and I ruined his happiness and he doesn’t deserve that and because I have no idea how to get back, unlike Hansel, I wasn’t smart enough to leave a trail so that I could lead myself back home. Instead I walked, without even taking in my surroundings enough to recognise the direction I came from. My dad, he was a great father, and I was too stupid to appreciate it, instead I believed in those lies that cunning woman fed to me. But how could I not believe her, when she was my mother? Someone I saw practically 24/7 whereas I saw my dad a lot less than I did see my mum, he was always busy but he wasn’t lying when he said he tried his best to spend all the time he could with us. I believed the wrong person and that too, puts me in the wrong. How could I be so stupid? Stupid enough not to believe the person who didn’t leave me behind. I could only imagine the disappointment in his heart, and that hurts me. 

I got up from my spot and decided to walk, but only fell deeper into the forest. The sky was growing greyer by the minute and I could tell that it was going to rain soon, I was scared and alone and like the stupid child I am,I started crying again. But this time I wasn’t crying alone. The sky was crying with me, as if it felt pity for this young girl who’s alone in the deep dark forest, unable to find her way home. I kept on going, getting drenched by the heavy rain as I carried on taking more steps into the forest. I was hoping to find some kind of cabin to shelter myself from the rain, but this isn’t a children’s story. I wasn’t going to find a house made out of sweets and gingerbread, even then a house like that proved too good to be true. It was cold, my wet clothes clung onto my body but I managed to somewhat quench my thirst. Holding my palms out I collected the rain water and drank. I don’t think I’ve ever loved the rain so much in my life. 

But the rain got worse to the point where it was thundering and lightning, a storm was brewing and there’s nothing I hate more than thunder. The sound terrifies me, and every time I hear it I have to call dad to rescue me or I listen to his music to calm myself. But I couldn’t do either. So I just sat under a large tree that somewhat gave me a bit of shelter, crying again. The only things that went through my mind right now were. Was he thinking about me? Was he looking for me? Can he save me from this living nightmare? Will I ever see him again? 


part 3?

Honestly, if your parents told you that you couldn’t go home, how would you feel and how would you react? 

I love these little facts of Lavi hiding Kanda’s underwear or Allen having this kind of childish side when it comes to desserts/food, they seem to remind us that these boys, as most of the Exorcists right now, are so young they just want to have some fun from time to time or let that usually hidden side come out and enjoy themselves a bit…

The Gang All Grown Up Headcanons

Darry

-let’s say these headcanons take place when he is likeeeeee 37. 

-found himself a really nice girl and settled down

-he had 5 children

-yES i said that correctly, 5

-4 girls and 1 boy

-Jade, Emily, Cameron, Regina, and Alexander

-And he is just so much happier and is always smiling

-He has a steady job as an accountant

-And is married to a middle-class, brown lady, who neither classifies as a soc nor greaser

Sodapop

-gets drafted and dies doesn’t know who S.E. Hinton is and frankly, does not care for her

-let’s say these headcanons take place when he is likeeeeeeeee 25

-he still works at the DX, but in a higher position

-has a fiancée

-she is also a middle-class girl

-when asking her to marry him, he told her that she would be marrying Steve in a way also but that’s okay because one day’s Steve will have his own girl and they will all be a happy, messed up family

-he still has a good relationship with his two brothers

-he and his girl babysit for Darry a lot

-still the same giddy boy he was when he was 16

Ponyboy

-let’s say these headcanons take place when he is likeeeeeeeeeeee 21

-isn’t dating anyone at the moment

-goes out drinking a lot but doesn’t abuse it

-he is in community college and saving up money to transition to real one

-he is so dang close and just giddy with excitement

-he tutors kids and works at camps 

-has his own little apartment and it is very comfy and cozy in there

-he still reads a ton

-he always loves to hang out with the gang and still remains close with them

-has met up a few times with Cherry, but it was totally platonic

-although Cherry has a little crush on Ponyboy now, she would never admit it

Johnny

(okay BARE WITH ME ON THIS ONE)

-dead doesn’t know who S.E. Hinton is and frankly, does not care for her

-one day a very old man sees him get beat up by socs

-turns out, that very old man knows karate, so he teaches him to fight for himself 

-it starts out slow, but then he sees what he needs to do in order to be a real karate kid

-ends up winning money at competitions and gets a scholarship to college for his supreme karate skills

-finds a really nice, talkative, and quirky girl at college just basically think of Jessica day from new girl

-falls in love with her

-it is the happiest time of his life

Dally

-dead doesn’t know who S.E. Hinton is and frankly, does not care for her

-let’s say in these headcanons he is likeeeeeeeeeee 26

-stays at Ponyboy’s apartment sometimes, Johnny’s sometimes, Sodapop’s sometimes, he is just moving from place to place

-becomes more content with his life

-isn’t even bothering with girls anymore tbh

-the last time he saw his dad he punched him hard in the face 

-works as a bartender and is currently saving up money so he can buy his own apartment

-honestly, has had one night stands with both boys and girls

-eats more ice cream, exercise, and laughs a little more these days

-whenever he passes a police car he screams out of his car window, “FUCK YOU, PIGS!”

-I mean, he’s still Dallas Winston

Two-Bit

-let’s say in these headcanons he is likeeeeeeee 23

-is still living at home because he needs to help his mom look over his baby sister

-really wants to be a comedian one day 

-spoiler alert: he becomes one

-but now he is working at the town’s local diner

-a lot of sleepless nights

-and a lot of crying

-but things get so much better, I promise

-his name is going to be known for hundreds of people and he would be throwing sold out comedy shows

-he is getting more opinionated for human rights now more then ever these days

Steve

-let’s say in these headcanons he is likeeeeeee 25

-does not work at the DX anymore

-just got out of college with loads of student debt

-but let’s be honest, still has a really sick car

-he is a  junior high teacher

-the kid’s favorite of course

-he just really seems to get along with children

-and he treats all of them fairly, no matter their background

-is still inseparable with Sodapop

-he is really content with his life

-oh and yeah,,, he still loves cars don’t even try to fight me on that

BTS SCENARIOS: Their S/O Cries in Front of Them

i had originally categorized this as a “bts reaction”, but reactions, in definition, is an action performed/feeling experienced in response to a situation, whereas scenarios, on the other hand, is defined as a written outline of a situation with given details of the plot & individual scenes.

this imagine is pretty lengthy and detailed, hence why i’ve considered this  a scenario.

each member will have an angsty scenario & a fluffy scenario

trigger warning: some angst scenarios may strike a nerve. read the first sentence of each angsty scenario to be sure that whatever imagine i put for that member is suitable for you to read.

*****

Originally posted by bwiseoks

K I M S E O K J I N:

[angst] - Let’s say you were rejected from your dream job. Depression flooded your veins, causing you to be a motionless ghost on the couch. The moment your company told you that they’re not going to hire you, you trudged to the living room, sat on the couch, and stared off into space. Tears streamed down your cheeks without you having to blink and your thoughts steered off into your deepest, darkest insecurities.  

Jin would come home later that day, probably from another day at the studio or dance practice, and he would walk into the living room just to find you looking at the blank t.v. He’d be too far of a distance to notice you crying, so he’d be confused at first, but once he got closer to you, he’d gasp lightly and sit down right beside you to pull you into a hug.

His hug of comfort would consist of having one arm around your waist and the other hand petting your hair as he’d place his chin on the top of your head. You started sobbing the second you were in his embrace and he’d whisper an elongated ‘Shhh…’ as an attempt to calm you down.

If you’re the type to get tired and fall asleep after crying, then he would stop his shushing and pet your hair a little longer before carrying you bridal style to your bedroom and tucking you in. After washing up & changing into comfortable clothes, he’d join you in bed, being the big spoon to reassure you that he’s still there for you. He’d make a mental note to ask you what was wrong when you two woke up.

If you’re the type to remain quiet after crying, then he’d kiss your forehead while holding your face with both hands, using his thumb to wipe away any remaining tears. Then, he’d whisper in your ear to wait before getting up and going to the kitchen to get one huge plate of dinner. You two would share the plate, him blowing away the heat of the food before feeding you himself. While eating, he’d ask you what happened, and he would patiently wait for your response, respecting the fact that you need time to be comfortable talking to him about this.

[fluff] - Let’s say it’s your birthday. Work the night before happened to end after midnight, and though you were excited for the day ahead, you were so tired from the long hours of labor. You were kind of disappointed though, because once the clock struck midnight, you were expecting a call or at least a text from Jin greeting you a happy birthday. You shrugged it off though, knowing that he’s already planned the day for you to spend with him when morning comes. 

When you came home and turned on the lights though, you were startled to see your family and your closest friends and the rest of BTS throwing a surprise birthday party for you. You put your hand over your heart as if it was going to jump out of your chest, and the waterworks started up. The other hand that wasn’t over your chest covered your mouth. The fatigue that you once had was now replaced with joy and you couldn’t help but cry tears of it.

Jin couldn’t help but how cute and soft you are as he came up to you and hug you, making sure his broad chest was covering your face so that no one saw your tearful face. His arms would be around your waist like a bear hug and you two would waddle back and forth in the place. Your head would be cuddled in his chest as he would reassure your family and friends that you were alright by giving them a thumbs up from behind your back. When the tears stopped, he would cup your face to look you in the eyes before telling you he loves you and giving you a quick peck on the tip of your nose.

Originally posted by queen-of-suburbiaa

M I N Y O O N G I :

[angst] - Let’s say you two got into an argument. It would be just your average little dispute, but the problem was, you two were fighting almost all the time over the littlest things. This didn’t bother you at first, but when you realized that this was becoming a habit out of your relationship, you started tearing up. Having to quarrel on a daily basis was not a good sign for the future of the both of you and you feared that one of these arguments might actually lead you to your guys’ end.

You miss him when he’s gone but you hate the fact that when you guys actually do see each other, there would be some kind of falling-out in the way. Your heart yearns for him too much to let this unhealthy habit to go on any further. So when your eyes started to fill with tears, that’s when Yoongi’s voice would lower to a minimum. He’s sure he didn’t say anything to offend you, but the moment your hands reach up to cover your face was when he figured out that you were tired of the constant arguing. 

He’d then walk up to you and grab one of your hands just to hold. You’d wipe away the last of your tears, controlling your emotions to stop crying and you look him straight in the eyes. You can see his pupils are full of love for you. One last tear falls from your eye and his other hand reaches up to wipe it away. Then, he’d pull you into a hug. 

No more words were spoken, and your hopes in making this relationship last was in your favor.

[fluff] - Let’s say you broke his camera. You’d be devastated because you knew how much it means to him, and not to mention because of how much it costs. You knew you would have to face him to tell him about the broken object, but you can already predict that you were going to cry in the process. So, you sit in the bed of your guys’ shared bedroom and rehearse scenarios in your head of how you’re gonna tell him as you wait for him to arrive home.

The second you hear the front door open and his voice announcing his presence was when your heart rang against your ears. You decide to wait for him to come to you to prolong the inevitable conversation of informing him of his broken camera. When he entered the bedroom, it didn’t take long for him to notice how unusually quiet you were. 

You were hugging your knees, your mind too deep in thought to pay attention to Yoongi, and as much as it annoyed him that your were ignoring him, he was getting worried because you’re usually never like this. He sighs before sitting down next to you. You didn’t dare look him in the eyes, despite his stare already lingering on your being. He’d then ask you what’s wrong, but you choose to not to answer him. He’d sigh again before placing his hand on top of yours to catch your attention. 

Regretfully, you’d look at him straight in the eyes, allowing him to see the tears that were pooling up at the brim. Some tears managed to escape and Yoongi mumbles a light, “Ah,” before reaching out to wipe it, causing you to look down. Then, he’d hold your face with both hands and force you to look at him again, and he’d repeat his question of what’s wrong. In a small whisper, you hesitantly tell him you broke his camera, and you were taken aback when he laughed. 

“Really? You’re crying because of that?” He couldn’t help but laugh at you as he releases his hold on your face, making you frown. “You know I could always get it repaired or even buy a new one, right?” He reassures you in a teasing manner, wrapping his arms around your shoulders in a sly side-hug. “Now, stop those tears. As much as you are cute when you cry, I hate seeing you so sad.” 

You guys would then lean back to lay down, his arm behind you as your pillow as you two faced each other. Your eyes are a bit red and puffy but the tears have stopped. Though you think you look horrible right now, he doesn’t care and you can tell because he’s staring into your eyes like the stars of the galaxy was trapped within them.

Originally posted by jaayhope

J U N G H O S E O K :

[angst] - Let’s say a movie that you watched triggered you to the bone. You had a girls’ night put & you guys were all excited to watch this dramatic, romantic movie with your girls by your side. But the movie touched all the dark parts of your life and watching it reminded you of your past. There were certain scenes that opened up some old scars and needless to say, you were not the same after watching that movie. 

Hoseok did notice your tear-stained face but he assumed it was just the effect that the movie had on you, but the fact that you were silent instead of your chirpy self was something that got him a little worried. So he’d put on your favorite song and start dancing crazily to it, or do some aegyo, or something ridiculous to try and get a reaction from you. You’d smile at his efforts but your eyes still hold a sorrow that he just doesn’t understand yet.

He’d pout and slouch before walking up to you and holding onto your shoulders. He’d look into your eyes for a moment, causing your eyes to water up and now, you’re crying. His head would move back in a slight double-chin at the sight of you breaking down in front of him and he’d pout again before wrapping his arms around you in a comforting embrace. He would be mumbling, “No, no, no, aw baby,” Over and over again in a small voice.

You accept his embrace, your arms snaking around his waist because you need him more than ever right now. He decides not to ask what’s wrong; He knows you’ll come to him when you’re ready. He doesn’t say anything as he’s holding you, and he doesn’t have to, because his presence is all you need. 

[fluff] - Let’s say he got you tickets to go on the vacation of your dreams. He’d notice that you over-work yourself. Not only did you have a career/job of your own, but you’d also take care of the house and provide food on the table. To elaborate, you’d work your average 9 to 5 along with working as a waitress in your local diner. The money you make in your career helped pay bills and your second job helped pay for food & groceries; You’d do the laundry, wash the dishes, take out the trash, and all the other responsibilities that came with owning your own home. You’d wake up early to cook breakfast, drop off lunch to Hoseok while he was working, and even wait for him to come home once you’ve finished making dinner so eat together.

It was almost as if you didn’t have time for yourself.

Hoseok wouldn’t notice at first, but after a couple months, it would come to his attention how there was bags starting to form underneath your eyes and how you’d almost fall asleep on him when he’s talking to you and how you would always be doing something around the house whenever he got a day off. One night, when he just had one of those nights where he couldn’t sleep, he’d put the pieces together and he’d realize the only time you have time to rest is late at night, and even then, it wouldn’t last long because you would have to get up early the next morning.

A couple days after making that revelation, he’d surprise you with breakfast in bed. Though this act was totally out of character, you’d accept in anyways because you considered it spontaneous and you were all the more thankful that he did this for you. Your day would go on as usual when you went to work. Returning home though, was different. You’d notice how the laundry was already folded & put away, there was no dirty dishes in the sink, and all the trash cans in your home was already empty. You didn’t complain though, but when you walked into the bedroom to settle down, you noticed two slips of paper sitting in the middle of the bed.

Walking up it, you realize that they’re airline tickets. You’d gasp and hold the papers in your hand; Hoseok would be behind you, and he’d snake his arms around your waist to make his presence known. You’d wiggle out of his arms to look at him with an expression that reads, “Are you for real?”. He’d start laughing out of excitement and how ecstatic your reaction is.

You’d start jumping and you’re fanning your face and you’re looking at him with your eyes shaped into slits. Suddenly you’re tearing up and you’re repeating, “Oh my goodness,” over & over again. When he notices the tears streaming down your face, he’d laugh loud and wrap his arms around you, letting you use him as a tissue to wipe your tears on.

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl

K I M N A M J O O N :

[angst] - Let’s say you had a miscarriage. You were recently in a car accident that gave you a couple of minor injuries, and the doctor claimed the baby to be fine after running some tests, but over the course of a few weeks, you had severe cramps, back pain, and a really bad fever -all in which was not a good sign for the health of your baby. So, you & Namjoon took another trip to the doctors to check on your baby, and the doctor confirmed your worst possible nightmares true. 

Oddly enough, you didn’t cry, but the ride back home was overwhelmingly silent. The first thing you did when you got home was head straight for the room you & Namjoon decorated to be your upcoming child’s. You sat on the foot of what should’ve been your child’s bed, and you stared at the crib that Namjoon had worked so hard to build. He follows along not long after you enter, sitting down beside you and staring at the crib too. He’d lean forward, his elbows on his knees before looking at your blank face. 

He’d sigh, sitting back up to put an arm around your shoulder and bringing you close. “You know, it’s okay to cry.” He’d whisper. “Is it bad that I can’t?” You’d whisper back. 

That night, you two sleep in your late-child’s bedroom. You slept on your side facing away from Namjoon, and he respected your distance. It wasn’t until he hears your soft sobs that he scoots over behind you and wraps his arounds around your waist, reminding you that he’s still by your side, that he’ll always be by your side.

[fluff] - Let’s say he proposes. It would be your average, fancy date, like dinner out on the roof of a five-star restaurant. Your hair would be all dolled up and your makeup would be on point and you’d be sporting this elegant dress that hugged your curves and rocking some high set of heels. 

You didn’t understand why he decided to take you out at such a high-end place; Today wasn’t yours nor his birthday, and your anniversary wasn’t for another couple months. He just finished a tour from his last album recently, so his comeback wouldn’t be until way later. You shrugged off the thought of him doing this for a particular reason, you concluded that this must be one of those treat-yo-self type of moments.

It wasn’t until he excused himself to the bathroom and come back a few minutes later with a love song playing in the background and a microphone in his hands that you started to figure out what this was. He went from Rap Monster to Vocal Monster as he sang a whole slow, romantic song by himself, and without a doubt, you were impressed. Your hand was over your mouth the whole time he performed and the second he knelt down in front of you, one of your hands went down over your heart. 

He reached down in his pocket to take out a small velvet box, and with shaky hands, he opened it, revealing a beautiful diamond within the slit of the cushions. He opened his mouth again to say a speech, but you didn’t let him start because you standing on your feet and saying yes. With a smile on his face, he’d stand up too, grabbing a hold of your left hand and slipping the ring onto your fourth finger. You held your hand out in front of you to get a good look of how the ring is on your finger and that’s when the waterworks turned on. 

When you’d look over at him, his smile would turn even wider, if even possible, and you’d hug him. After a moment, his hands would cup both of sides of your face, and he’d kiss the tears that were streaming down your face away before kissing your lips with so much passion.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

P A R K J I M I N :

[angst] - Let’s say he rejected you. You would be in your typical love triangle, with you having feelings for him, but he has feelings for another girl. You saw this coming, to be honest, because all he ever saw you as is a friend. But you couldn’t help loving him, you couldn’t change how you feel. 

While you remained in the sidelines and continued to be the scaredy-cat you were to confess your feelings, Jimin fell in love with another girl. This made you shut out any possibility of trying to confess and lower your hopes of developing your friendship into a relationship. 

Soon though, he confesses to the girl, and a couple days later, she accepts his feelings. Needless to say, you weren’t going to tell him how you feel about him anymore. You were happy for them though, he was treating her like a princess, and as much as you hate to admit it, she was treating him way better than you could even imagine if you were to be by his side. 

Your heart couldn’t help but ache at the sight of them, though, but you always fought off the pain because who were you to cause drama in their relationship? 

Ignoring the heartbreak in your chest made the suffering harder to bear as time went by. There were nights when you’d just cry in bed because you were yearning for his touch but you knew his arms were wrapped around her. There were times where you changed the radio station in the car because it played love songs that reminded you of how you feel about him. There were days where you’d check your phone for a text or a call from him to hang out but you knew he was already spending time with her. And, now, there were days where you’ve had enough. 

Jimin noticed how you were drifting apart from him, -avoiding him he even dared to call it. You’d find any excuse to not see him, and you’d accept any invitation to go out to buy something with another friend whenever you were with him + your clique of friends, whether it be just going to the bathroom or buying something for the group. When he’d engage a conversation with you, you’d keep your replies short and simple. At first, he thought you were distancing yourself from him because you respected the fact that he was in a relationship, but he’s starting to suspect that it’s something more than that.

One night, he decides to confront you about it.

“Why are you doing this? Why are you always avoiding me?” He’d ask straight up.

You shrugged; usually the sight of him frustrated like this would make your heart hurt, and especially since he’s frustrated because of you, you expected to feel guilty, but if you were being honest, you felt nothing anymore. 

“Cut it out, Y/n. What happened to my best friend?” Jimin asks, running a hand through his hair.

Now that, ‘best friend’, struck a nerve with you. With a huff and a shake of your head, you decided that you’ve finally had enough. You didn’t care about maintaining a friendship with Jimin anymore; this heartache was getting the best of you and you didn’t want to endure it any longer. 

“I’m keeping my distance because I know I can’t have you, you idiot.” You answer exasperatedly. He was taken aback by your reason, not knowing how to reply properly to that, so you continue venting, “When I first looked at you, I thought you were pretty cute, but now when I look at you, I see the whole world. And it sucks because you look at her the same way too, not me.

You take a step back and raise your arms out. “So there you have it. I like you, Jimin, dare I even say love you even.” You confess, crossing your arms and looking off to the side to avoid eye contact as you began to cry. “Go on, do it.” You then urge him in a whisper, you voice cracking too. “Reject me. My heart has been hurting for a while because of you and I think it’s time to get over you now, so just reject me.” 

At first, he stays silent. His face reads a feeling of pity, and he brings himself to whisper, “I’m sorry.”

[fluff] - Let’s say he dedicated a song to you for your anniversary. He was out on tour and today was the first time in months since he’s left that you two have seen each other. Your parents & friends have been informing him how you’re not your usual self without him around, which made him really sad. 

The second you told him that you bought tickets to one of his concerts, he had this grand idea for you and immediately told his bandmates. 

During “Spring Day”, some of the security guards escorted you to the front of the stage. When the last part of verse of the song came up, you were brought up on the stage where Taehyung and Namjoon came by your side and guided you to the middle of the stage. 

You notice that Jin and Jimin’s choreography was switched when they do the final pose. Instead of Jimin being the one kneeling down and waiting for Jin to walk over and hug him, you were the one that’s waiting for Jimin to come over to hug you. In exchange for the sudden change in scene, Jimin let Jin sing some of his lines in the song (because everyone knows he deserves more lines goddamnit)

So there you stood, in the middle of the stage, one hand over your heart and the other hand covering your open mouth. As he sings the last line, he walks up to you, moves your hand down, and gives you a kiss straight on the lips. You kissed him back, the feeling of his lips on yours is like finally being able to breath again. The colors that were fading to gray with his absence blossomed into beautiful, vibrant colors, changing your depressing outlook on life into a more positive one now that you were able to bask in his presence once more. 

Tears were streaming down during the kiss but you didn’t care. You drowned out the excessively loud cheering from the audience in the background and focused on this moment with the person you love the most. Once you two part, he leans his forehead against yours, uses one his hands to hold yours, and then uses his other hand to cup your face, using his thumb to wipe away your tears before kissing the tip of your nose.

Originally posted by cuteshibes

K I M T A E H Y U N G :

[angst] - Let’s say he accidentally left you. You two were out sightseeing at a foreign city on the other side of the world. It would late at night and for some reason, at this ungodly hour, people would be swarming the streets. While you two were making your way through the crowd, you suddenly lost sight of him. This wasn’t because you were slow, but it would because people would keep shoving you around and eventually, you came to the conclusion that you were lost.

Your heart stopped once you realized that he wasn’t around you, and your heart dropped when you realized that you had no way of contacting him. Your phone’s carrier only provided calls for in your home country, not for whatever country you’re in now. Your eyes grew wide and sweat formed at your temples when your mind started to register the fact that you were running out of options to try and get help. With a shaky breath and weak knees, you situate yourself on a nearby bench. Desperately, you look around to try and recognize his outfit or hair or voice or fucking something in this sea of strangers.

Tears started to build up in your eyes as your thoughts gave up on hope in finding him. You knew that it would be best if you just stayed in place, for he will probably notice your absence and come back to search for you.

Minutes turned into hours and you started to doubt; your hands were becoming clammy and you looked around anxiously and he was still nowhere to be seen. You regretted not bringing a thicker jacket, the night air got more cold the later it got, but then again, getting left behind wasn’t part of the plan and you were supposed to be back in the hotel right now. 

‘The hotel!’ You thought, and you closed your eyes tight to try and focus on how to get back to it. But no matter how hard you tried, the way back was just not possible for you to remember, especially considering that you took a car along the way. As you began to lose hope, you stared up into the starry sky with your teary eyes and made a desperate wish upon the stars that Taehyung would come and find you.

The crowd started to dissipate, and it wasn’t long until you were the only one outside, with the exception of those people who were walking home from work. Your body was shivering from the lack of warmth in your body and you tried laying down on the bench, cuddling your knees as you tried to warm yourself up. It wasn’t long after that Taehyung finds you.

You hear your name called out from a distance, and you honestly thought it was your imagination. Though, a moment later, he’s crouching beside you, getting a good look at your face just to make sure it’s you, and his face morphs from worry to relief when he comes to the realization that it’s you and he’s so happy to have found you. He tried to give you a hug from the position you are now on the bench, but you were freezing cold to try and move. Noticing this, he helps you sit up, slips off his own jacket, and places it on your shoulders before rubbing his hands on your arms as an extra attempt to warm you up. Slowly, you opened your eyes, and your heart, though still clenched up from trying to keep your body warm, finally relaxed at the sight of him. 

You were quick to wrap your arms around his despite how you’re trembling right now. You started sobbing when he puts his arms around you too. Your tears were getting soaked up into the collar of his shirt and he doesn’t say a word, understanding how scared you must’ve been to be alone in such a foreign place. 

[fluff] - Let’s say he got you a dog. He would notice how when you’re waiting for him to arrive home, all you’d be doing is blasting music from your t.v as you laid down on the floor of your living room, singing obnoxiously. The more he thought about you waiting for him to arrive, the more he worried about how you would get when he goes out on tour. 

Before going home from being at the studio, he’d stop by an animal shelter, where he picked up the cutest puppy there was to bring it back home to you. Once he’s in front of the door, he holds the dog in one arm while he uses his other hand to unlock the door. He hears the faint music that you’re blasting, and he’s smiling from ear to ear from how excited he is to see your reaction. When he has opened the door, he let the pet go in first, letting the little animal explore the new home.

You were taken by surprise when a puppy came up to you on the floor and started sniffing you. You sit up criss cross (apple sauce) and take in the small animal into your arms, basking in the cuteness but curiosity growing in you as to what could’ve possibly let it into your home. Confused, you look at the collar, the front of the tag reading the name of the dog while the back had your address engraved in it. You gasped, and you looked towards the direction of where your front door was and called out, “Tae?” 

With his signature boxy smile on his face, he appears from hiding behind the door and sits down in front of you, enjoying the sight of you holding your guys’ new puppy. Your mouth was slightly agape from holding this little ball of fluff in your hands and you face your pet towards your boyfriend, whispering in a high pitched voice that you get into whenever something was too adorable for you to handle. “Is a pupper!” You’d exclaim softly.

Taehyung would laugh at your priceless reaction, petting the dog’s head as you were holding it. Tears would start up in your eyes as you bring the little animal into your chest, embracing the precious thing in a hug. You were overwhelmed at the thought of taking care of your new dog and you felt so honored to have a cutie like this one in your arms and you kept on thinking about how Taehyung is the best boyfriend ever and you couldn’t help but cry.

Taehyung laughed softly at the sight of you crying because of this dog. He would then scoot closer to you, putting one hand around your back and the other one was on top of your hand that was petting the puppy, his hand following yours as you continued to caress its head.

Originally posted by jeonwilds


J E O N J U N G K O O K :

[angst] - Let’s say you self-harmed. The stress from school, hate from fans, exhaustion from work, mixed along with your insecurities, low self-esteem, and Jungkook’s absence did not go along well with your depression.

This feeling of paresthesia ran throughout your whole body and your mind became corrupted with unhealthy thoughts and suddenly you’re in the bathroom with a blade in one hand. You bring the wrist of your other hand up just to look at it, then you took a look at the mirror to see yourself and you watch yourself as you brought the blade against your wrist and dig the sharp side into your skin. As expected, blood appeared from where you’ve made your cut but you felt no pain.

You sighed as you watched the blood trickle down from your wrist, down your arm, and drip off your elbow. You didn’t care to clean it up. You just trudged to your backyard, sat down in the grass, and looked up into the sunset. 

Jungkook comes home a little bit later, and is concerned when you didn’t reply to him announcing that he’s back. He’d wander off to the living room, the kitchen, and then the bedroom. Along the way, he saw some drops of blood on the floor and he’d go wide-eyed, haste to follow where the trail leaded. Relief struck him when he found you sitting outside, still alive. He’d then go get some bandages before sitting beside you. 

You’d notice his presence but you didn’t acknowledge him. He stared at you as you continued looking up at the sky. When he figured that you wouldn’t say anything right now, he’d sigh before gently grabbing your wounded wrist and patching it up for you. As he was finishing up, you decided to tell him, “I can’t feel anything.” Then you gulp because your mouth has gone dry. “So I decided to hurt myself because everybody feels pain when they get hurt, right?” You then turn to look at him in the eyes. “I’m sorry,” You whisper.

He doesn’t say anything, instead, he engulfs you in a hug. Soon, you two were laying on the grass, you’re sleeping on his chest and he’s holding you close as he stares up into the moon. During the night, he carries you bridal style into the bedroom, making sure you’re tucked in and comfortable before he went through the house to throw away anything sharp that you could possibly hurt yourself with and hiding the knives & the scissors. After that, he would join you in bed and he would cuddle you, reminding your that he’s going to help you go through whatever hardship you’re facing together.

[fluff] - Let’s say he surprised you by coming home early. Your friends would text him, telling him how you’ve been in the dumps lately because of his absence, which makes him really sad. No matter how many video calls and phone calls and texts you guys send, it would never compare to the feeling of being in each other’s presence.

With a request to his manager, a purchase of an airline ticket, and a packing of a luggage, he sets off to surprise you at your place. 

You came home from another day of work. You noticed the extra pair of shoes by your front door but you ignored it, the feeling of fatigue washing over you and deciding to let those pair of shoes be a problem for you for another day. You walked into your bedroom, also ignoring the suitcase in the corner of your room and taking a shower to change to more comfortable clothes. 

You trudged downstairs to make some dinner for yourself, but you were surprised at the fast-food bag sitting in your dining table. Confused, and a little concerned, you look around your house. When you wandered into your living room, you found a sleeping Jungkook on your couch. 

Tears filled your eyes and your covered your mouth with both hands. You knelt down beside him, still registering the fact that he’s in the same room as you right now. You guess he sensed your presence because he opened his eyes. With a yawn, he sits up and looks at you with a lazy smile. 

“Aw, why’re you crying? Aren’t you happy I’m here?” He’d say, his voice still a little groggy.

You’d close your eyes, letting your tears fall freely now, and you’d nod your head vigorously. His smile would be more genuine and he’d say, “C’mere,” before pulling you into a hug.

*****

guys this tooK ME THREE DAYS TO WRITE !! it was so hard for me to create 7 different angsty scenarios and 7 different fluffy scenarios

needless to say, i’m quite proud of this one, even though this turned out to be more of an imagine rather than a reaction // my favorite scenario is namjoon’s angsty one haha & boi i was about to make jimin’s angsty scenario into it’s own one shot like i had to limit myself there whoa

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momiji-the-bunny  asked:

Can you do the reactions of the RFA + V to MC having a major panic attack? Sorry if it's of any bother, I've just been having a lot of panic attacks as of late and think this would help immensely. Thanks in advance!

(๑ˊ▵ॢˋ̥๑) Take care of yourself, dear! Panic attacks are hard. At my old job I used to struggle with them constantly, so I know how it is. Just be sure to breathe and do what is best for you, and don’t be afraid to ask for help!


Zen

- It was really uncomfortable being with him in public at times.

- Mostly it was dates, but occasionally when you went to go see his plays, his fans were a bit troublesome

- Some knew you, others didn’t, and even if they didn’t even interact with you much, you still felt yourself on high alert and struggling to enjoy his plays

- He was a great actor! But it was just so damn difficult sometimes.

- But you Refused to break down in public. So you barely managed to keep yourself together- Shaking, nails digging into your skin, nerves ready to scream if some one so much as looked at you funny

- It was easy to tell you didn’t feel that great, but you kept the ruse up enough that people didn’t question it.

- When he took you back to his apartment however, that’s when it all just crashed down

- Tears flooded your eyes and you shook violently, wanting to curse at yourself for not being able to at least make it into the bathroom before you broke

- Zen fucking Panicked. He was on you in a flash, carefully holding your arms and keeping you standing

- “Babe? Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

- You couldn’t talk, you felt like your chest was on fire. Instead you just gripped his arms back as strongly as you could muster, but it was still a weak grip.

- He followed you onto the floor, gently pulling you too him as you struggled to breathe, tears soaking his shirt.

- “Shh, babe, I’m right here, I’m right here. Just…Let it out, cry for a bit, and then you can tell me what’s wrong, okay? You’re not hurting right?”

- Your chest was screaming, but you shook your head no.

- It took a while for you to be able to talk right. When you could finally speak, your voice came out almost cracked

- “I’m, I’m sorry. Panic attack.”

- He just nodded, and rocked you back and forth a bit.

- He’d want you to eventually tell him what caused it, so he could help you more in the future, but right now he just wanted to calm you down.

Yoosung

- He looked up to you so much, putting this lovable but nearly impossible weight on your shoulders

- He loved you. He was trying his damn best not to compare you to Rika, but the weight still held you down.

- One night a guest rejected your email, and you felt ashamed. I mean, the stuff they asked should had been easy for you to answer! But you managed to fuck it all up, like normal.

- You debated on how to react. Your whole mind was screaming against you, telling you to throw your phone and scream, but your body was as still as stone.

- You saw Yoosung peer over at you, and then frown as you didn’t respond to his wave

- God, he was just going to berate you. Get that sad little smile as you search his eyes for the words he won’t push out

- “Almost like Rika, but not enough. Shame.”

- Tears prickled at your eyes, and Yoosung immediately was kneeling down to look you in the eyes, your body refusing to move from your position on his bed

- “Hey, mc? Can you hear me? Are you okay?”

- You could only close your eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks. You weren’t ready for this, you weren’t ready to face the fact that you weren’t good enough for someone again

- But those words never left his mouth

- Instead he wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back and holding you as tightly as he could without hurting you

- He let your tears fall, just offering a few shhs as you tried to talk. But he never said anything negative. Nothing.

- He refused to compare you to her ever again. Especially if just the idea of him doing so set you like this

- Once you could move, once you could talk without it being a stuttering mess, he would calmly ask you what happened. Did someone get hurt? Were you hurt?

- When you showed him the email, he scoffed and just kissed your forehead

- “Mc, it’s fine. One guest reject won’t harm us. Even if just one person came, we would consider that an amazing outcome, okay?”

- You nodded, unsure of the validity of his words, but you decided to take what you could get

- He continued to baby you a bit that day, and even though you felt a bit embarrassed, it felt so comforting to know you were loved.

Jumin

- Every party you went to with him you managed to mess up.

- Stuttering constantly. Stepping on someone’s dress. Botching the pronunciation of a weird menu item.

- They never laughed outloud, or complained, but you could feel the white hot stares they bore into you, crawling up your spine, stabbing each of your ribs.

- You had your panic medication, but you refused to take that in front of any one. You needed to prove to yourself you could last just one dinner. Just one, god please just one

- And you were so far

- Until you spilled red wine all over the white tablecloth.

- The other woman let out a yelp, trying to stop her dress from being stained. She saved hers, while your dress took the brunt of it. The men didn’t offer much of a reaction, Jumin acting quickly and waving a waiter over before the wine could ruin too much,

- But you couldn’t breathe. Those familiar awful feelings were springing up on you, and. And did that man just make fun of you? But it was just- You just couldn’t-

- “I have to go to the restroom.” You sprang out of your seat and booked it.

- It wasn’t far off, but you dashed like someone was about to murder you. You slammed into the woman’s room, shakily shoving your purse on the counter as your hands searched for your meds

- Just two. Two would be enough. You had a few sips of wine, the wine would react to it, and your meds would speed up faster than they normally do.

- But suddenly someone else came in, and you were shaking so harshly your pill bottle was rattling.

- “Mc? Are you alright?”

- Jumin’s hands were on yours in an instant, stopping the pills from moving, holding your hands tight. You tried stumbling out a sentence. He couldn’t be in here, this was-

- “Shh. You were unwell. It’s fine, nothing bad will happen.”

- He takes the bottle from your hands and you want to scream as he reads the label. 

- But, he just pops out two of the pills for you, holds them to your mouth.

- You numbly open your lips, allowing him to place the pills in your mouth. If this was any other moment, you’d feel shame and slap his hand away, but you needed these so badly, and you couldn’t stop shaking

- His worried expression softened when you took them, rubbing them against the bottom of your tongue. After placing the cap back on the bottle, he shoved it in your purse before pulling you tight against him.

- “I know you feel bad about these accidents, but trust me, mc, I’ve seen much worse. No one is judging you. They’ve been in your shoes before.”

- God, you just wanted to melt against him, to just sob out your stress, but you couldn’t. Not right here, even as your eyes watered, not right here

- He kissed your forehead, calling Driver Kim to come pick the both of you up. You tried to stop him, but he shook his head curtly. This wasn’t going to be discussed.

- Once the two fo you went home, he pulled you into bed with him, tucking the covers around any free side of you and holding you tight. He knew you loved cuddling, and if it helped, he would cuddle you all night

Jaehee

- A loud crash shattered against the cafe, you instantly dropping the plastic platter to cover your face

- This was the fourth time this month you had ruined a few cups. This time you even managed a saucer.

- You didn’t want to remove your hands. You could hear snickering, you knew you could, and you could feel your eyes well up

- They couldn’t see you like this

- But you couldn’t move

- You numbly heard Jaehee’s voice for a bit, sounding over the ringing through your head, through your ears, and you blankly followed as an arm wrapped around your shoulders, bringing you away from the mess

- After walking for a bit, calm but firm hands pulled yours away from your face

- Jaehee’s soft and worried face came into view, and as she saw the tears streaking your cheeks she instantly brought a tissue to your face, dabbing carefully

- “I-I-I’m so sorryIjustcouldn’t-”

-” Shhhh, shh shh, mc. It’s alright. It’s okay. Those were very cheap cups, don’t worry.”

- “B-but-”

- “Shush.” It was firm, but quiet. She sat you down at the table in the back room were the two of you were, silently getting a cup of hot water and a tea bag.

- She sat in front of you, steeping the tea a bit, then adding honey before sliding it closer to you.

- “It’s hot, but drink it. It’ll calm you down.”

- You shakily reached for it, almost wanting to dump the whole thing on you because you felt as though you deserved it. but…That’d just be another mess for Jaehee.”

- She watched you drink it, placing her hand over your free one when you could hold the cup with just one hand. Her thumb rhythmically rubbed a circle on the back of your hand, and she even started humming a bit.

- Soon, the quiet but warm setting of the room calmed your thumping heart, and you were able to breathe normally.

- When you finished the tea, she sat up and cupped your face in both hands, kissing your lips.

- “I love you, mc.”

- “I love you too.”

Seven

- Admittedly, you were so scared the moment he mentioned all the people that could come after him.

- At first you dismissed it, then you tried too later when the ‘hacker’ ordeal was over, but it kicked into full swing one night when the security system went off one day.

- It was all fine, just the system freaking out over a toy that had started up at 4 am rather than at 4 pm. Nothing that he couldn’t fix

- But you were on the floor of the bedroom by the time he came back from checking on it- Choking on your sobs as you held your knees to your chest

- He instantly dropped to the floor, sliding over to you and grabbing your cheeks, trying to get you to look at him.

- “Hey, hey, Mc, oh god, are you hurt? Are you okay?”

- “S-S-Someones after you-”

- “No, no honey, no they’re not, It was just a toy, I promise, I checked everything, It was just a toy.”

- “bb-bbut-”

- “No no, shhh, shh, oh god I’m so sorry.”

- He held you to him, rocking you back and forth as he repeatedly told you step by step of what had happened. Explaining all the little details he did to absolutely make sure no one was after him.

- After ten minutes like this, your death-like grip on his shirt loosened, and he pulled back a bit.

- You were breathing almost normally, tears dripping slower, and he just kissed them all away.

- It was difficult, but he managed to pull you up and get you back onto the bed, where he instantly wrapped the both of you up tightly in the big fluffy blanket he had.

- He spent the night muttering loving things to you until you could fall asleep, so happy to be able to calm you down that much.

V

- V was one of the calmest people you had met

- He was so sweet, so caring, so soft spoken

- But one day you accidentally knocked over a plant of his- Completely ruining it and it’s pot.

- The both of you bent down to clean the shards up, but with a hiss he accidentally had cut his hand

- At the sight of blood you lost it

- You managed to hurt him, just like Rika had

- You managed to cause him pain, something you never ever wanted to do in your life time

- He didn’t deserve it anymore, he didn’t

- It took you a while to focus back on reality. Honestly, just thirty seconds, but you felt trapped in your mind for much longer than that.

- With his free hand he cupped your cheek, pressing his thumb against your lips

- “Shh, you didn’t hurt me. It was an accident. When she did it, it wasn’t an accident.”

- Oh god you were talking outloud. Oh my god. You started shaking, but he hushed you again.

- “Mc, shh. Focus, focus. There’s a towel in the kitchen. Get that for me, please.”

- You scrambled to your legs, nearly knocking oer a kitchen chair as you grabbed the towel.

- The whole time he dabbed at his hand, you felt your head point and static ring in your ears- And you swore you could feel static rubbing against your brain.

- His lips were moving,and it was so damn hard for you to focus at first

- “Mc? Look, it’s a very small cut, not deep at all. It won’t even leave a scar, okay?”

- Once the blood was wiped off, it…It really did look small.

- You started breathing a bit easier, your breath hitching a bit, as he pushed the broken pieces of the pot aside and carefully led you to the couch

- He held you against him, peppering your forehead and head with kisses, repeating over and over how it was just an accident.

- It would take a while for you to calm down, but when you did, he gave you such a warm, sweet, small smile

- “Mc, you are the greatest person to ever grace me. I promise, you could never hurt me like that. I love you, okay?”

- “Okay.”

Saeran

- You woke up already in a panic, lingering memories running down your spine

- You already couldn’t breathe. You were trying to suck in enough air but it wasn’t helping

- With constantly shaking hands, you reached out to Saeran, who was laying on his back and deep asleep

- You shook him, one…Two…Three times. He didn’t wake up yet, and you were freaking out so bad you had already started crying

- You gave him a harsher shake, and he groaned and finally blinked a bit. Rubbing his eye he turned to look at you, then froze.

- “I-I I can’t think right I can’t stop shaaking-”

- Without any prompting, he instantly pulled you to him, burying your face in his chest as he just wrapped his arms around you.

- He held your head against him, just trying to make you feel safer and stop shaking. It took a while, but eventually your body stopped trembling so harshly

- “Mc, what happened?”

- “B-Bad dream. Bad bad dream.”

- He didn’t laugh, he didn’t make fun of you. He kissed your head and started rubbing your back, repeating “You’re okay” over and over, until his warmth and voice was all you could focus on.

- He didn’t stop until he knew you were asleep. He pulled away a bit, situating the two of you into a much comfortable position, before kissing your head and going back to sleep with you firmly in his arms.

Surprise Baby, Now Hug Me

A/N: Another five word prompt, this one I came up with. Thanks for the support, please send requests.

Y/N POV

“And you’ll tell him I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there too right?” Aaliyah asks looking at me with pleading eyes. 

I can just tell that her exams are stressing her out, but the fact that she had to cancel coming with me to surprise Shawn is stressing her out even more.

“Yes of course Liyah, when I explain to him the original plan he’ll understand.” I assure her. She gives me a weak smile and then engulfs me into a hug. 

She hugs the way her brother does, the dominant one. 

“Bye Y/n, let me know when you get there.” She whispers as she continues to hug me. 

“Of course, I’ll send you a video of the surprise. Geoff is gonna record the whole thing for me.” I smile as she starts to pull away. “I have to go.” I say looking at the long security line. She nods and hugs me again. I then pull away walking to the end of the line. 

*

“Y/n” Andrew smiles at me as he hugs me. 

I just got off the plane and am seeking a nap. 

“Hey Andrew.” I smile weakly at him. 

“You look tired.” He chuckles.

“I am, jet lag.” I say yawning.

“We gave you enough time to get about a three hour nap, if traffic is nice to us on the way back to the venue.” He says nodding. I look at him a little worried. “This place is huge, he won’t even go to half of it. And for that reason, we are calling that the Y/n zone. The whole crew knows where you are going to be, and knows to keep him away.” He nods, reading my facial features.

“Thanks Andrew, it means a lot. I know this puts more stress on you guys, trying to hid things from him.” 

“No it’s no problem. We’re all looking forward to it. The crew is buzzing with excitement. We haven’t done anything like this for Shawn since the end of the the first tour. Manny surprised him on the bus.” Andrew says as we start for the car.

“I remember that.” I say as I slip into the passenger side of his car.

“He needs this, he’s working himself so hard and needs to relax a little bit.” He says smirking, I’m so tired and out of it to even notice the whole meaning of what he said. 

*

Someone is picking me up and I jump in shock. 

“It’s okay Y/n, it’s just me.” Mike says looking at me. “You were sleeping and Shawn is at Meet and Greet so it’s the only chance to get you in without him seeing. Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He rambled. 

“Mike, it’s okay. I just was startled.” I said laughing. He was walking to my room. “I can walk you know.” 

“Yeah but were almost there.” He said and then walked into a room. He set me on my feet. “Just stay in here, that way you won’t get spotted, at least until you want to.” He laughed. “He’s at Meet and Greet right now, and then in about two hours he has Q&A which is where you come in.” He smiles at me. “I think Geoff is the one that’s going to be getting you.” He said looking around.

“Sounds good, I think I’m gonna take a short nap and then get ready.” I say noticing the couch in the room.

“Yeah, I’ll let you be.” He says walking out of the room. I set my bag down and slump on the bed. 

I set an alarm on my phone just before I fall asleep. 

*

Beep Beep Beep Beep

I groan as I turn my alarm off. I sit up and make my to the bathroom. I start fixing myself and make myself pretty. 

iMessage from Shawn<3: Hey babe, ‘bout to go to Q&A just wanted to say I love you and miss you, talk to in a bit.

I smile and don’t respond. But then I look up in panic and quickly finish my makeup. 

“Y/n?” I hear Geoff.

“Bathroom, be out in a sec.” I call out finishing up my last touches.

I exit and look at him. 

“Hey.” He smiles giving me a hug.

“Hey.” I say. “I’m so excited you have no idea.” I say becoming giddy. 

“G, we’re ready for the Queen.” I hear Matt’s voice come from the walkie talkie

I look at Geoff confused..

“Ready?” He asks.

“Did he just all me Queen?” I ask as we start to walk.

“Yeah it’s your code name.” He shrugs. I laugh and shake my head embarrassed. “It’s what Shawn calls you.” He says. 

We walk and make it to the room, I’m filed in with the line and pushed to the back so he won’t see me. He walks in and I almost ruin the surprise. He looks so good, and I haven’t seen him in almost three months and I just want him to hug me. 

“Hey guys.” He starts out. He looks up and scans the room, I look down and hide myself discreetly. He doesn’t see me and goes on. 

Questions start being asked and laughs are roaring from his answers. I get a text. 

iMessage from Geoff: Go Time Queen 

I smile and look up. 

“Matt do you have a question?” Shawn laughed looking at his friend.

“When does Y/n come back to tour?” He asks. Shawn looks at him confused and I can’t help but see a small frown.

“Why?”

“I need someone to go try this crazy coffee shop with me and we always went for coffee during Q&As.” He says looking over at me. 

“I mean I’m ready for coffee if you are.” I smile standing up. Shawn looks over and his eyes go super wide.

“No, you guys didn’t…” He says standing up.

The whole room erupts in cheers and an aisle is made so he can get to me.

“I can’t believe you are here right now.” He says walking to me. He reaches out for me and I give him my hand. He pulls me to him forcefully and wraps his arms around me. “Holy shit.” He whispers in his ear.

“Hi.” I whisper back.

“Hi.” He laughs. I pull back and see he is tearing up a bit. 

“Baby don’t cry.” I say wiping his tears.

“Sorry, I just. I missed you so much and I really needed this.” He says smiling. “I can’t believe this. This is amazing.” 

“Surprise baby.” I smile at him. He looks into my eyes. “Now hug me.” I say as he hugs me again. 

The room is booming as we hold each other. No words are said except for Geoff’s.

“Queen has returned to King.” 

jihoonie-lover  asked:

Hi! Can I request a Headcannon of how the RFA (+ V and Unknown) will react to the fact that MC was on vacaction there (Korea, I think is everything happens) when all happen and now they have to return to their country because they're a student and the semester is about to start? You're awosme!

(there have been some pretty similar scenarios, but this one is certain MC will go back, so it’s a bit different from the rest!)

Yoosung

  • he’s so distressed
  • on one hand, he’s absolutely terrified of long distance relationships
  • mostly because he’s super affectionate and sometimes even clingy
  • and he’s scared MC will get bored of him 
  • but on the other hand he understands the importance of going back
  • the thought of him holding back MC is
  • horrible
  • he knows how hard it is to get into Uni, and how hard it is to keep up with it
  • he is mortified but he encourages MC to go
  • he doesn’t end up being as bad in long distance relationships?
  • he constantly misses MC, misses them a lot- he wants to hug! he wants to see them in real life!
  • but he knows that it’s for the best that they’re in America
  • he saves up so he can go to America on his break

Jaehee

  • it’s a bit like a blow to the stomach:
  • at first it hurts terribly
    • she’s shocked, and almost hurt- she feels like she might crumble down
    • she built so much with MC, a friendship that evolved to a relationship that is the happiest thing that has happened to her
    • and now they have to leave 
    • it hurts, it makes her cry a bit, and it doesn’t feel good
  • then, she has to lay down and rest for a bit
    • so alright, MC has to go, she needs to accept that
    • no roundabouts, no exeptions
    • the more she thinks about it, it starts hurting a bit less
    • with how close she and MC are… this will surely… not be so bad, right?
  • and afte a while, she stands up again
    • MC is leaving. okay, she’ll have to find a way to spend as much time as possible with them
    • make the most of their time in Korea, and make sure they understand she’ll love them even overseas
  • she absolutely destroys the idea of MC dropping out for her
  • she’s not worth leaving Uni for- she wants MC to pursue their dreams and if they need university for that, she’d hate to think of them dropping out over a relationship
  • timezones aren’t a problem for her- she hardly sleeps anyways (thanks jumin) so she can simply call when it’s a reasonable hour for MC, even if it’s horribly late in Korea

Zen

  • if Yoosung is cuddly, this man is just a thousand times that
  • at first the idea of not being able to just… see MC in person is heartbreaking
  • he doesn’t let that make MC worry for their relationship, though
  • he hasn’t done long-distance dating before, leave alone overseas long-distance relationships
  • but hey, video calls exist, right? he can always call MC and see their face, and they can see his face too
  • it’ll be like being there in person, right?
  • at first it’s though on him, because this is certainly not the relationship he’d dreamed of
  • but 
  • it’s certainly not bad at all!
  • it’s just different
  • whenever the media says he’s single he wants to physically fight the human representation of media sources
  • no!!! his lover is abroad asshats!!! you’re lucky MC can’t see this in american television and feel bad because if not you’d be catching THESE HANDS!!

Jumin

  • this is not as planned, this is not as planned, this is Not As Planned
  • a lot of wine that evening
  • seriously, a lot of wine
  • he has a lot of money- but not even he can make an entire University just
  • move to korea
  • and that’s the worst part
  • he can’t do anything about it
  • he, Jumin Han, who thought there’d be nothing too hard- that he could fix the troubles with his skills or his money, can’t do anything about this
  • for a moment, an unnerving thought may cross his mind- if MC stayed in his penthouse-
  • no, no, he’d never to that, he’d never, forget about that, it’s not correct, forget about it
  • Jumin isn’t the most used to video calling apart from video conferences- but thanks to MC, he learns how to call them and how to take their calls
  • he worries about the stress this will put on Elizabeth 3rd, because that cat loves MC as much as she loves Jumin- will it hurt Elizabeth as much as it will hurt him to not have MC around?
  • since he can’t buy MC things in person, he asks MC to make an amazon wishlist or something similar where he tends to buy a lot of stuff for MC when he feels down and wants to make them smile

707

  • that feel when you fall in love, deny it, push them away, end up accepting them and it ends up they have to leave the country for university
  • …haha
  • that’s… not very relatable, huh
  • he wants to say he’s ok
  • god he wants to act like this is no big deal
  • but can he? after he decided to finally openly love MC, to leave his past work behind…
  • can he?
  • MC’s love will be with him and he’ll love MC, even if oceans separate them- of that he’s sure
  • but will it seriously be ok?
  • how can he know MC is safe if they’re on another country?
  • can he even rest knowing MC might be in danger, even if just slightly?
  • he almost shuts himself off from the world with these thoughts in mind
  • he has to stop himself from doing that
  • it really takes a while before he can fully accept it
  • nothing is stopping him from hacking the college’s security cameras to check up on MC

Unknown

  • bad bad bad BAD BAD 
  • he thought he was over it
  • but just
  • MC overseas
  • far
  • far away
  • leaving him behind
  • how is he even supposed to do this?
  • MC says these things- they’ll still be dating! still together! please bear with this for a bit… we can talk everyday!
  • it’s all just white noise
  • it means nothing
  • behind, he’s being left behind, again-
  • the stress is almost too much
  • it’s almost impossible for him to come to terms with it
  • but he tries his best- if this is the only way to go forward, he wants to try
  • phonecalls, messages and videocalls are multiple times per day
  • he needs to talk to MC, to make sure they’re still here, that they haven’t left him, that they love him

V

  • as a more traditional romantic, it seems like it would be an inconvenience
  • but this man would be willing to walk into hell for MC
  • it’s a bit sad to think he won’t be able to take pictures of MC as they wake up in the morning, or take them out on dates
  • and it’s also saddening to him that he’ll only hear their voice distorted through the phone for a time now
  • but it’s not the worst
  • he’s been through worse before
  • he tries to focus on the time lying ahead on the future instead of what will happen after MC leaves
  • he starts planning for MC’s next vacation, telling them all his plans and the photos he plans on taking, about how he’ll take them to their favourite restaurant 
  • he feels like the house is empty, without the sound of MC’s casual activities present, but he never mentions it out of fear that it’d make MC feel guilty for leaving
Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind Starters
  • ❝I don’t need nice.❞
  • ❝Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.❞
  • ❝I’m gonna marry you. I know it.❞
  • ❝Too many people think I’m a concept, or I complete them.❞
  • ❝I can’t see anything I don’t like about you.❞
  • ❝My crotch is still here, just as you remembered it.❞
  • ❝Remember me. Try your best.❞
  • ❝You looked happy. Happy with a secret.❞
  • ❝Sand is overrated. It’s just tiny little rocks.❞
  • ❝I can’t believe I’m crying already.❞
  • ❝I’m erasing you and I’m happy.❞
  • ❝I had the best fucking night of my fucking life last night!❞
  • ❝I could die right now. I’m just so…happy. I’m exactly where I wanna be.❞
  • ❝What a loss, to spend so much time with someone only to find out they’re a stranger.❞
  • ❝Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.❞
  • ❝Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?❞
  • ❝Why do you leave everyone? Why did you let me go?❞
  • ❝You know me. I’m impulsive.❞
  • ❝Maybe you can find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in!❞
  • ❝You look at a baby and it’s so pure and so free and so clean. And adults are like, this mess of sadness and phobias.❞
  • ❝Can I – borrow a piece of your chicken?❞
  • ❝I’m just a fucked up girl/boy who’s looking for my own peace of mind.❞
  • ❝We met at the wrong time.❞
  • ❝I’d like to, um…take you out or something.❞
  • ❝Come back and make up a goodbye at least, pretend we had one!❞
  • ❝By morning, you’ll be gone.❞
  • ❝I’m always anxious thinking I’m not living my life to the fullest..❞
  • ❝I can’t remember anything without you.❞
  • ❝Sometimes I think people forget how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter.❞

andysanime  asked:

I have a prompt, if that's ok. Also I want to mention I absolutely love these stories <3. My prompt for weird Wednesday is Tony gets deaged and the guardians have to take care of him. Maybe they are on earth and Cap along with the x-avengers visit because they heard what happened and Cap thinks their better to take care of kid!Tony?

Of course its okay so send a prompt! And also thank you! :)) ALSO THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT STORY. BUT IT HAS OVER 2.7k WORDS. So watch out for the cut.

I really hope you like it…
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“So he stays like that?” asks Peter and looks down at Tony. Doctor Cho shrugs.

“I don’t have an answer for that. But mostly magic loses their strength after a few weeks. But i will contact Thor and Doctor Strange.” is her answer and Peter nods.

Tony sits on the floor and looks at some toy blocks, but he doesn’t touch them. He looks incredible sweet like that.

“Okay thank you so much for your time.” says Peter and then lift Tony up. He seems like around three years old and is healthy. To be honest that is the only thing that matters.

“You were so brave.” says Peter to Tony when they leave the building. She had to take some blood from Tony and Peter thought he would cry at all the examinations. But he was quiet and really brave.

“Otay.” says Tony and smiles a bit. Peter wants to cuddle him. What a sweet boy.

“And?” asks Gamora, when Peter enters the Tower and he shrugs.

“Nothing she can do right now. But maybe Tonys other friends can help.” says Peter and he tries to sound happy, so he doesn’t upset Tony.

“Alright. Well i send Drax with Rocket and Groot to buy some things for him. So he doesn’t have to wear that big shirt all the time.” says Gamora and Peter groans.

“Why would you send these idiots?” asks Peter and Gamora laughs.

“Because i have a date!” she answers and is gone. Peter chuckles. There was a time where he would be jealous, but it changed a lot in the last year.

“Yondu?” yells Peter then and a moment later Yondu comes into the kitchen.

“What?” asks Yondu and he sounds annoyed. Tony giggles and holds his little hands out.

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 13 (2.0) PART 14 END

Text series with last part as a fan fiction - can be read alone

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Word count: 9,787

Paring: Jungkook x reader

Warning: Super fluff, cliche, gross gooey, cheesy asf


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Ultimate Fangirl

Summary: My Marvel, inner fangirl gets exposed during my DC press tour, and now that’s all I talk about during my interviews. When going onto Ellen DeGeneres’ show, she not only has questions in store for me but a surprise as well. 

Author’s Note: THROWBACK THURSDAY! I wrote this a long time ago and decided to share it with you guys. I wrote this in first-person, because it’s a bit personalized. It’s based off of my interaction with Sebastian Stan during WWC Sacramento with @pleasecallmecaptain. AND based on Graham Norton’s Spice Girls Prank on Emma Stone.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan x Anthony Mackie x Reader (Platonic)

Words: 1,648

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{Special} College!AU JB
  • major: ancient history 
  • minor: latin 
  • sports: men’s lacrosse 
  • clubs: latin tutoring, classic film club
  •  looks cold an unapproachable because he’s always reading an intimidating looking book about the history of ancient greece and like he’s known as the hot older classman who can understand and speak latin fluently and apparently even a bit of Spanish?? And everyone whose ever had a class with him rants about how smart he is and how scary it is because how the hell does he know,,,,,,,,,,,,everything
  • jb in reality isn’t cold and he’s always reading because that’s his major: to read and learn about the ancient world
  • his friend youngjae tried to explain it to jb that like jb just knows all this stuff normal people probably don’t even comprehend and jb just frowns like “understanding the roots of modern day politics and society all stem from learning about ancient empires-“ and youngjae is like “see! when you talk like that it’s scary…….”
  • jb was still like ???? because to him knowing random dates and historical events that defined the renaissance is like casual small talk but apparently that isn’t true to everyone else (which is a shock to him, amazingly)
  • but aside from people not wanting to approach him because of his demeanor there’s also the fact that he’s Hot and the entire campus knows it
  • like he’s super smart, sophisticated, and also……handsome beyond words
  • the whole silk black button down shirt unbuttoned at the top and slim framed glasses + one long earring and simple silver rings that he wears he like 
  • looks like he came off the pages of a high class fashion magazine not…….the campus library………..
  • but yet you become acquainted with him through kind of uncomfortable circumstance see you’re sitting, minding your own business probably sobbing silently to yourself about an upcoming project in the quiet study part of the library 
  • when suddenly this person keeps trying to grab your attention
  • and when you look up you can only roll your eyes because it’s the gross dude that’s been chasing after you since you set foot onto campus like he saw you at orientation and tried to get your number blah blah and like you’ve turned him down countless times but he like Does Not Get It and it’s annoying
  • and like you really don’t need this now when you’re stressed enough as it is
  • so you’re like “please, go away.”
  • but ofc this douchebag doesn’t listen and keeps trying to whisper something at you and like suddenly he starts saying really…….Creepy things and honestly you’re getting scared
  • and like you don’t want to cause a scene because you’re in the silent study room and like already some students are throwing you glares because the dudes being loud
  • but also you don’t want to get up and leave because he’ll just follow you and soon enough you feel like crying a bit because now he’s like moved to sit beside you and you’re like leaning away in your chair, so much so that an inch more and you’ll fall out
  • and like you seriously can’t believe this is happening to you right now when suddenly you hear an unfamiliar voice go “come here.” and like you look up to see this tall, striking student standing in front of you
  • in one hand he has a copy of “The Rise and Decline of Macedonia” and he’s got this piercing stare that basically makes the creep that was bothering you jump up in his seat 
  • and for a second you’re like ,,,,he’s not talking to me is he?? but the boy just motions to you to get up and you’re like
  • my mom taught me not to trust strangers but trusting this (very handsome) stranger seems 100% better than staying with this creep who just won’t let up
  • so you like gather your things and stand but then the creep like grabs your arm and you wanna wrench it away but mysterious hot boy who is your savior now i guess literally puts his hand on the creeps arm and he’s like “ i will break every bone in your body if you don’t let go of them right now.”
  • and the creep like huffs like “yEAh right like you co-”
  • and the boy leans closer and he’s like “i know medieval torture techniques, wanna test me?”
  • and in that moment you swear you’ve never seen anyone look as terrified as the creep who wouldn’t leave you alone and he literally like melts into a puddle of fear while the mysterious boy just straightens up, takes your hand, and walks you out of there like nothing just happened
  • and outside you’re like “um- um tha-thank you i - um your name?” 
  • and he doesn’t look back, just tugs you along the campus and answer in this low voice; “jb.”
  • and you’re like “thank you jb, but um where are you takin-”
  • and he turns around all of a sudden, so fast you practically walk right into his back and he’s like “that creep, he’s been bothering you for a long time right?” and you shift back and forth and you’re like “yeah, but it’s ok-”
  • but jb like clicks his tongue like “is it ok? because it don’t look ok back in the library. if i wasn’t there would you have been able to do anything?” and you’re kinda like at a loss for words because like yeah you wanna be like of course!! i can fend for myself!! but at the same time in that moment when you were being harassed you’d frozen up and like if jb hadn’t put an end to it-
  • but you like look away and jb kind of sense he wnet to far with his tone and he’s like “im sorry. it’s just, ive seen him bothering you before. i have lacrosse campus outside of the english department and i see you come out and he’s always hanging around you and it annoys me because i can see you don’t like it.”
  • and you kinda like you’re like ,,,that’s true but also your heart kinda skips because like has ??? he been like watching you??? someone as handsome as him……….is this a dream
  • but you shake it off and you’re like “i don’t like it, and ive reported it but no one does anything so i just put up with it.” and jb frowns and you kind of try to force out a laugh because you don’t want him to worry
  • but jb is like out of the blue like “how about this - how about i walk you from class now on?”
  • and you’re like ?@??@!? wHA ??? and jb looks dead serious he’s like “no really, that asshole irks me the way he won’t lay off and i really think the only approach left is for someone to be there to scare him off.”
  • and like you agree, but you’re also like “jb i just met you, we aren’t even friends, what would make you want to do such a big favor like that for me?”
  • and jb just clams up a little and like you swear you see some pinkness in his cheeks or soMETHINg and jb is like !!!!!!! “ i just…..i just…….my friend junior is an ethics major and he’s always going on about how wrong the world is and seeing that creep think he’s entitled to keep bothering you like it got me thinking that i could at least maybe help stop that-”
  • and he’s rambling now and his dark, stern cold eyes are darting back and forth in cute embarrassment and you’re like ,,,,, wELL if you INSIST 
  • and that’s how you get hot, aloof mysterious ancient history major jb to kinda be like your bodyguard
  • and you tell him that your class ends at like 6:00 tomorrow and he’s like ill be there and you say your goodbyes and when you’re like in your dorm your roommate’s like so whats up
  • and you’re like “do you know a guy named jb?” and your roommate’s eyes widen like “oF COURSE I KNOW JB he’s in my archaeology of rome class and he’s sOOOooOO dreamy!!! WHY??” and you kind sink into your blankets like “…..he’s offering to walk me from my classes……” and your roommate close to like jumpS on you like WHAT TELL ME THE DETAILS 
  • and so like you go to your class with butterflies in your stomach and you’re like @ yourself like calm!!! down!!! this doesn’t mean anything jb is just a nice person
  • and when the time reaches 6 you shyly like wait outside on the corner near the building and you look up from your book to see jb there and instead of his usual jeans, button down shirt and glasses he’s got his lacrosse uniform on and his sweaty hair is in his face and he’s like “hey, sorry i just came from practice. is that creep around?” and you’re like sohidgdvjfla jkjkjk you’re like “nO!!! haven’t seen him!!” and jb smiles and you’re like holy shit am i looking at god
  • and he smiles and like a group of girls off to the side probably start screaming and you’re like ??? and jb’s like “they’re always there. idk how to get rid of them.” and you’re like omg jb you have a fanclub and he’s like what no way and you’re like smile. and he’s like what and you reach up to like pinch his cheek and be like smile!! and jb kinda reddens and you’re also like oh - oh my god im sorry i didn’t - i - and jb’s like no no it’s ……ok 
  • and you two shyly like look down and the fanclub is probably like seething but whatever this is you and jb’s au moving on
  • and so jb picks you up from class for the rest of the week and everytime all your friends gather at a distance to gwack at him and you’re like guys dont!! but they’re like DUDE YOU GOT THE MOST UNATTAINABLE GUY ON CAMPUS TO bASICalLY PROTECT YOU and you’re like ahdf SHHHH
    and each time jb just becomes more and more handsome like once he was early and was just leaning against the wall with earphones in, sipping an iced coffee and he looked like a movie star you couldn’t believe he was a real person
  • and then the youngjae accident happens
  • as in jb comes to pick you up and next to him is this smiling cute boy that excitedly introduces himself as “jb’s bestest best friend” and his name is youngjae and like before you get to your dorm youngjae is like “hey, let’s all go out to eat!! mark and jackson texted me that they’re already at our usual place, what you say?” and he’s like leaning over to you and you’re like ??? you’re inviting me and he’s like oF COUrse silly, let’s go!!! and you’re like UM and jb is like yOUNGJAE I SWEAR
  • but somEHOW you end up eating dinner and you meet the rest of jb’s friends who are all much more colorful and loud minus the english major mark who sticks to just eating the whole time LOL
  • but as you’re going back to the campus, and mark is trying to carry a tipsy jackson on his back and jb is apologizing to you for his friends youngjae is like
  • “hey, jb you should invite your significant other more often!! they’re so cute and funny!!” 
  • and you and jb are like : SIGNIFICANT OTHER????
  • and youngjae’s like yEAH ive never seen jb so in love with someone and you’re like WHAgjsedfw and jb is like youngjae. you’re dead. im gonna smother you in your sleep. say goodbye- and probably starts chanting some curse in latin
  • but not the point
  • after what youngjae says jb actually finally gets the guts to ask you out on a real date, like you know after he picks you up from class
  • and it’s cute you guys go to a museum screening of a  documentary on rome and jb chats excitedly about it and you might not know half the terms he’s using but seeing him smile so much literally melts your heart into 23124 pieces
  • and after that well you know ITS HISTORY (i couldn’t resist)
  • you still get walked from class by jb except this time he gives you greeting kisses and like you have his hands around your waist while you two walk
  • and the entire campus is up in flames over you two
  • but you and jb just like enjoy each others company
  • and jb gets into the habit of comparing you to beautiful art pieces from the past and you’re like oh my god and i swear jb probably refereed to you as like an ethereal being once to youngjae and like youngjae never lets him live it down
  • at the campus Halloween party yall went as a mythical couple flower crowns, togas, you know all of it and it was literally the cutest couple costume ever (you guys made the college newspaper)
  • and jb loves just having you listen to him study latin out loud and you compliment how beautiful he sounds and he’s like what no;;;; and you’re like “jb you sound like a young scholar from the past” and he’s like aG?hfkow but he loves the praise. he loves it
  • jackson: “cupid really got you jb, didn’t he???” 
  • jb: “jackson you have three seconds to run.”
  • you and jb staying in to watch old movies but also jb takes you out dancing to one of the clubs in town and boYYYY  does he know how to GRINDDDD 
  • you and jb plan a study abroad to greece because it’s been his dream since he entered college and im not saying anything but you two + a hotel balcony + some wine + you know where im going with this 
  • jb getting you roses the morning after and also sneaking past the teacher whose supposed to be on guard duty LOL
  • but yes you and jb just cuddle together and you’re always in his lap with your hands around his neck, he loves when you kiss up his jawline
  • and that creep? the one that was bothering you from before? well one look at jb and he RUNS the opposite direction at the speed of light
  • and not even jb, the rest of college!got7 like corners him one day and is like: if you touch the love of jb’s life of jb - we will make sure to end you.
  • in conclusion: you and jb sharing eskimo kisses as mark makes a gagging face in the background GOODNIGHT 
So...

Hey guys. I just wanted to let you all know that I am going to be taking a bit of a break from Tumblr. As many of you now know, Chester Bennington, the lead singer of Linkin Park, committed suicide today. As a fan of the band, this deeply breaks my heart, and I know that it will forever. No words can describe what I feel right now, mainly because I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve lost people before, but this just seems so much worse, and I can’t find it in me to really do anything. Even as I’m typing this now, I’m still crying over the fact that he really is gone. 

I’m also writing this as a form of goodbye to my hero and inspiration. He will forever be in my heart, and even though he is gone, his legacy will continue. I also give my condolences to his family and the band as I can’t even imagine what they are going through. So, Goodbye Chester. You are and always will be missed. 

And please, if you are thinking about suicide, know that there is help available. It doesn’t have to end, and it will get better. Just give it a chance to get better. 

US Suicide Hotline Number: 1-800-273-8255

R.I.P. Chester Bennington (March 20, 1976 - July 20, 2017)

BTS React to finding out S/O has an eating disorder

Requested:  dk if my ask when trough haha could you do a BTS reaction to finding out their S/O has an eating disorder? Thank chuu~BTW LOOOOOVE YOUR BLOG LIKE YAAAAAAAAAS SLAYYY KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK 😉😉😉😘

Note: Very sensitive subject for a lot of people. If you are triggered by ED then please do not read this! Also this is in no way intended to glorify ED’s in any way. It’s more of a ‘how would BTS support someone in recovery/treatment for ED’

Also I have never suffered from an ED or am an expert on the topic, please don’t take this seriously.

Jin:

He would be quick to catch on about your eating habits. He is nothing but encouraging with you getting treatment. Always trying to make your favorite meals, so it gives you a little bit more motivation to eat. 

“Jagi, what do you feel like eating today? I’ll make it for you.”

“hmmm, whatever I want? No matter what?”

“No matter what.”

*Insert Y/N as Namjoon

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jimin:

Jiminie is familiar with the  harsh reality of restricted eating (having to go on dangerous diets himself to lose weight for comebacks) so he would be very empathetic. 

Just because he may understand where you’re coming from, doesn’t mean he condones relapsing into your old behaviors. 

“Jagi, If you’re struggling you’ll tell me, right?”

“You don’t have to deal with this stuff alone, you can come to me with anything.”

Originally posted by kimthehyung

Jungkook:

Would be a worried, nervous bun. 

He would worry  so much about your recovery and health. He just wants you to be happy and healthy, and he thinks a lot about what he can do to help you accomplish that. 

“You’ve been doing better lately, right? Isn’t that what your doctor said?”

“I’m really proud of you baby. I know it hasn’t been easy, but you’ve stuck with it.”

Originally posted by nochuie

Yoongi:

He wouldn’t say much about it because with you he tries to be as non-confrontational as he can be. He knows how people see him, and how the other members are sometimes scared of his anger, and he never wants you to be scared of him. 

He would keep an eye on you like a hawk though, keeping up with your eating habits and schedule, and making sure that you stick to it. 

If he feels like you haven’t eaten enough, he offers you the rest off of his plate. If he feels like it’s been too long since you last ate, he goes to pick up something up from a restaurant. 

“Ahhh, I think I fixed too much food.”

“Here, eat the rest of this for me. Would be such a shame for it to go to waste? Yeah?”

Originally posted by kbopships

Hoseok:

Everyone always sees him as this happy go lucky guy. But when he sees you struggling so much, and when he sees you break down because it’s just so hard, He would break down and cry with you. 

“Hobi, don’t cry. I didn’t mean for you to cry too!”

“Don’t worry about it jagi, just get better. Ok?”

“Promise you’ll keep trying even though it sucks right now.”

“For me? Please?”

Originally posted by jhopingforhoseok

Taehyung:

It might make him feel a bit awkward at first, not because he doesn’t care, but because he doesn’t know how to deal with it. 

“I’ve never really known someone that was diagnosed with this.”

“I’m afraid I’ll do or say the wrong thing.”

“Tell me if I say something stupid, ok? I want to be understanding and help you as much as i can.”

Originally posted by taehanstic-baby

Namjoon: 

He would be very proactive about educating himself on your ED and asking researching ways he can show support for you. He would stand beside you 100% on your journey to better health. 

“Hey, babe. I read this book recently that talks about these coping techniques.”

“It’s really interesting information, might help you out. You wanna read it?”

Originally posted by comeherejimin

Not Now

Who would have that that this is the way he would go?

It was a mission they could handle. They had been assured that many a time. So, why had it all gone so wrong?

-

Lance and Keith had been tasked in going on ahead to scope out the ship, and make sure that it was truly empty as they had assumed it to be.

But maybe that was their first mistake.

-

The two Paladins had realized things were too quiet when they had found there to be no traps whatsoever. There had to be at least some traps in all of this.

“Keith, i-it’s too quiet here. Something’s wrong here.” Lance whispered, body taught as he looked everywhere he could. Not having anything happen was worse than having something happen.

“Yea, I agree. Maybe we should - ” Keith would have continued, but a soft ‘woosh’ through the air next to his head alerted him.

“Shit - !” He wheezed, turning his head to follow the arrow-like object, only to see, in a sort of slow motion, the object make its way straight toward his partner.

-

The Blue Paladin had turned to see what had caught Keith’s attention, but felt the air rush out of him quickly.

He fell backwards, not quite able to tell what had happened. All he knew right now was that something hurt like the hottest flames of hell in his chest.

-

The Red Paladin ran for his fallen friend, sliding on his knees next to him. He picked him partially up gently, laying his torso in his lap as his eyes glanced from spot to spot over him.

“Lance, holy shit, are you okay?!” He breathed before his eyes came to rest on the arrow lodged deep into Lance’s chest. It had just barely missed its target - just slightly below his heart.

-

The edges of his vision were beginning to get hazy. He knew where he was - kinda - but thought it strange that it was warm.

Wait.

Floors are cold. So …

Ah.

He was in Keith’s lap. Well then. At least he was warm now. Screw cold floors, he liked this much better.

He heard mumbles. A voice? Oh, Keith. Right.

Dazed, Lance looked up at Keith, blinking before his vision cleared a little bit. He looked - scared? Were those tears??

-

Said Keith was in fact beginning to cry as he held Lance.

The arrow was too far in to try and get out without causing major bleeding. And he was afraid that if he tried to get Lance back to the castle to a healing pod, that it would take too much time.

But he had to do something. He couldn’t just let him die. Not now. Not in his arms.

-

The Blue Paladin could tell he was fading. His insides hurt way too much for there not to be something wrong.

“Keith?” He asked, his usually loud and boisterous voice now scarily quiet.

“Keith … am I - am I dying?”

-

“No. You’re not gonna die. I’m gonna get you out of here, safe, and very much alive.” Keith rattled off, glancing around to see what he could use to possibly help them.

And to his great luck, there was fucking nothing.

-

“Keith …” Lance whispered, even quieter now. The rest of his thoughts were interrupted by his own coughing, which led to blood coming up.

It splattered over his armor, the deep red a stark contrast to the slightly dirty and offset white it normal was. The blue of his symbol was tainted with the blood.

“K-Keith … I-I’m not gonna make it, am I?” He sighed, sagging a little as he began to accept his fate.

He was going to die here. In Keith’s arms. On a supossedly abandoned Galra ship.

What a boring way to go.

-

Keith felt his blood boil.

“Don’t you *dare* give up on me, McClain. I am going to get your sorry ass out of here, whether you believe it or not.” He spat, coming to the conclusion that it may have to be their best bet to just bring Lance back to the castle.

“Everything’s gonna be fine, okay? You’re gonna live, a-and, you’ll get to see your family again. Cuba, right? Veradero Beach?” Keith tried, hoping to instill some motivation into the fading Blue Paladin.

-

Wow, Keith was really pretty, wasn’t he?

“Keith, you have r-really pretty eyes, ya know that?” He pondered, voice barely there now. His eyelashes were fluttering as he fought to keep his eyes open.

But he just wanted to sleep. Sleep sounded nice right now. Maybe he could just take a little nap …

-

A blush filtered to Keith’s cheeks.

“Wh-What? What’re you saying right now?” He rushed out. He was getting worse.

Oh god he was closing his eyes.

“Lance. Lance, stay with me buddy. Stay awake for me, okay? Please.” He pleaded, gently tapping Lance’s cheek to try and wake him up.

-

Man, Keith was really warm. His hand too. Oh, that was nice.

He leaned into the touch, smiling softly as his eyes closed once more.

“Y’re s’ w'rm, Keith~” He hummed, voice unbelievably soft. He felt comfy, and safe.

He was always safe with Keith.

Always.

-

Keith could feel himself losing it. He was scrambling to keep Lance awake, but he knew it was a losing battle at this point.

“L-Lance, no. Come on …” He muttered, eyes wide as they began to tear up again.

He couldn’t lose someone else. Not now.

But it might be the sad truth at this point.

-

Lance’s vision was darkening. It had been, but now he could really tell. It felt like the lights had been turned out.

“Keith?” He asked, one last time, slowly curling into the warm chest plate of said Paladin. He winced at the pain in his chest deepening.

“Keith … tell my family I love them, 'kay? A-And the others. I -” More blood spit up, but more came with the hacks this time. His vision went darker.

“I love you, too.” He whispered, opening his eyes as much as he could to get one last good look at Keith.

The sleek black hair hidden under a helmet looked like the night sky. The violet eyes reminded him of a sunset on the ocean.

He reached a hand up, and cupped Keith’s face ever so gently.

“I love you.”

-

No. No no no no. No. He refused. He refused to have Lance die in his arms.

His breath hitched at the confession. God damn it. This idiot had the worst possibly timing.

“Lance - I … I love you too.” He choked out, tears coming full force now as he cradled Lance in his arms.

The tears stung badly, and he leaned into the gently touch, laying his own hand overtop Lance’s.

“Don’t leave me. P-Please.” He sobbed, tears now falling onto Lance’s visor and face as he wept.

-

Keith was so pretty. Even when he cried.

“I’ll see ya later, Keith. And then … th-then we can be together, yea?” He sighed out, his breaths more raspy and of less oxygen now.

He could feel himself going. It was … peaceful.

-

“S-See ya 'round, K-Keith …” were Lance’s last words before his body finally sagged, now lifeless.

Keith would never see those beautiful blue eyes sparkle as he talked about Earth.

He would never see that stunning smile take over when he looked at him.

He would never be able to kiss those plump cinnamon lips, and would never hear them utter those three words again.

-

No one spoke that night as Keith came back, carrying the fallen Paladin in his arms.

No one spoke of the tears running down Keith’s face.

No one spoke of the heartbreak they all felt.

No one spoke of how Keith cried himself to sleep, gripping an olive green jacket to his curled up form.

Stay Away (Peter Parker imagine)

Stay Away (Peter Parker imagine)

Request: How about the reader likes peter and gets the courage to ask him out or whatever, but for some reason, he’s having a really bad day and doesn’t want to talk to anyone, so he responds with something like “of course I don’t. What kind of question is that?? You’re so stupid” and the reader is just,, heartbroken. You can end it with fluff or angst, it’s up to you ;)

Warnings: curse words ; p e t e r   b e i n g   a   c o m p l e t e   a s s h o l e   

A/N: I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted and i cried a bit writing this

                 i don’t know if this is angst or if it just plain heartbreak

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After Tony Stark took Peter’s suit away, he just wasn’t himself. He felt angry all the time, he was failing tests, skipping classes, lashing out at others constantly. You didn’t know the reason behind it, but you knew it had to be something very bad if he was acting that way. 

Today, it was exceptionally bad. Aunt May was demanding an explanation, a teacher gave him detention, Ned didn’t leave him alone. You were excited to talk to him, you’ve been busy the entire day and now you had time to be with him. Rushing to his apartment, May greeted you at the door. You knocked on his bedroom door and then opened it. He was standing by his window, with his arms crossed.

‘’Hey baby!’’ You exclaimed, walking towards him and wrapping your arms around his body.

‘’Hi Y/N’’ he replied coldly, shrugging away from your touch. You frowned but didn’t say anything to him. 

Clearing your throat, you smiled. ‘’Do you wanna go grab some food?’’ You asked hopefully, kissed his cheek. He turned to look at you, and your eyes widened. The look on his face was scary. 

‘’No’’ he answered, his tone laced with annoyed.

 ‘’Uh… okay. How about the movies? Or maybe we can just watch one here?’’ You asked him again but you saw could see his anger rising up.

“No’’ he told you yet again. You were about to open your mouth to suggest something else when suddenly his desk went from one side of the room. You jumped back, scared.

‘’Peter! What are you doing!’’ You yelled when he grabbed his chair and threw it as well.

‘’Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!’’ He screamed. It was the first time that he raised his voice at you.

‘’Pet-‘’ he cut you off.

‘’No! I’m sick of you constantly talking in my ear like a stupid parrot!’ You felt your heart beating faster with every word he said. ‘’I want to be alone. Go away. Now.’’

‘’I can’t just leave you. You need me’’ you begged him, trying to get closer.

‘’Of course I don’t need you. Are you kidding me?’’ He laughed loudly. ‘’I never needed you.’’

‘’What? Baby… you don’t mean that.’’

‘’Yes I do. You were just so stupid that you didn’t realize I never did care about you at all’’ your eyes filled with tears and you bit your lip. ‘’Are you seriously going to cry right now?’’

“I-I-‘’ you started but you couldn’t even form a coherent sentence.

“Get out of my house and don’t ever come back. Don’t talk to me every again’’ he told you firmly, pointing at the door. You shook your head.

‘’No, I am not leaving until we solve this.’’

“Get out!’’ He roared. He was furious, his face was red and his hands were shaking too much. “Get the fuck out!’’

‘’Peter wait’’ you gave one small step towards him and he grabbed your wrist roughly, pulling you out of his room. Aunt May was about to yell at him to stop but the look on his face scared her. ‘’Peter, stop. Let me go, you’re hurting me!’’ You begged him, trying to pull your arm away but his grip was firm.

He dragged you down the stairs and walked outside the apartment complex. And he finally let you go. “Stay the fuck away from me, Y/N. You and I are done.’’

And with that, he walked back inside and left you standing there. You were sobbing at this point, and you still weren’t sure about what happened. The only thing that quickly settled into your head was that he broke up with you. And he didn’t even tell you why.

Do you ever just think of Ethan Nakamura and cry a little bit because he sacrificed so much of himself little by little to do what he thought was right? Like in his final moments all he could think about and ask for was that the minor gods and their children

“Deserve better… if only they just… had thrones—”

Like do you ever just think about that

A little too much - Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

Warnings: Anxiety, a cold, mentions of a rough past, swearing

Originally posted by clinatasha

You just had to finish this last paragraph, you told yourself. And you had to arrange your documents again, it was a nightmare to get through. Every time you looked at it you got dizzy all over again.

You sneezed again and took a tissue to blow your nose. You sneezed again. This cold really was something. It had been bothering you all week. Ugh. The world spun again and you groaned. If Hercules was here now he would tell you to go straight to bed.

‘You’re not feeling well, Y/N, get some rest. You can do this tomorrow.’ You could hear his voice echoing through your head.

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