cutest best friends to ever

I am literally in love with the fact I get to see how my little cousins interact even with a language barrier. On my mom’s side, I have a 3 year old little cousin who only speaks French, and on my dad’s side I have a 2 year old cousin who only speaks Spanish. When they play together it is so funny to see them blabber on and on to each other until one of them hears a word that sounds familiar and then they just repeat that word and nod like they’re totally connecting. Like today the one that speaks Spanish said “Venga a poner los pantalones en la muneca!” and the other heard “pantalones” and was just like “Oui, pantalon!” They’re best friends and it’s the cutest and funniest thing I’ve ever seen.


What me and Peter used to do, I would usually get picked up at say 5, 5:30, and then on Doctor Who we were on set at 7:30, on camera to rehearse, and then you film through to 7 pm is the kind of schedule that you’re on. So what me and Peter began to do a lot is because Peter, in particular, his dialogue is insane, and, more often than not, I’m pretty fast at learning lines anyway, but not the kind of jargon that he has. So we’d just run them together in between takes. (x)

Imagine waking up next to Clint

This happened because someone asked me how hot Clint was. And I answered with: I want to be his best friend, drink beers with him and then the two of us would have drunk sex and be like,“OH SHIT,” in the morning.

Originally posted by elly-hiddlesherloki

Your head was pounding, throat dried and your body was sore.

Damn sore. 

What the hell happened last night?

You tried to recall the events that led to this massive hangover, but all you could really remember was staying late at the bar with your best friend, Clint. The others had left around 11, but the two of you stuck around drinking well into two in the morning.

“Fuck,” a low voice came from underneath the covers next to you. “My head is pounding.”

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Taste The Sweet (Grayson Smut)

Summary: You’re a Youtuber, hanging around the H&M tent at Coachella. Grayson is your biggest fan.
Word Count: 2,861
Warnings: Fingering.
A/N: Thank you to the anon who sent this idea in! This is all your idea, I’m just writing it out. I didn’t want to post the request because it contains “spoilers” but this imagine is basically what the anon requested. Hope you like this one! (title from Don’t Be So Shy by Imany)

“Turn your head a little to the side…” The photographer gestured with her hand, cocking her head to the left so you smiled and complied. “Perfect. Now smile.”

The flash went off a few times as she snapped her photos, and you tried to stay still and let her do the work but you were feeling too excited. Earlier today you had arrived in Palm Springs, ready to head over to the festival and show off your outfit that you had spent three weeks planning beforehand.

You didn’t know how you had gotten so lucky. One minute you had been uploading your pictures on instagram and it had blown up, gaining over a hundred thousand followers the first few months. By the time you had reached five hundred thousand, you had started up a Youtube channel, and a year later you had gained over two million on your channel and been invited to numerous events. Coachella being one of them.

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Sleep Alone (Peter Parker)

Originally posted by peterbparkerr

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warning: Cursing

Summary: After a long night of crime fighting, Peter visits his best friend as he always does, only to discover that she had fallen asleep while waiting for him. 

Author: Dizzy

A/N: This is just a little fic with your friendly neighborhood spiderman being a little cutie. 

Masterlist Request Any Of These

Peter let out a content sigh as he found himself feeling warm in the light that illuminated from Y/n’s bedroom window. He calmly ran his finger along the edge of the chipping paint of the frame before opening the window slowly and as quietly as he could before slipping into the cool air that filled the four blue walls. 

“Y/n?” Peter whispered the girl’s name quietly as he looked around the room before his eyes found themselves gazing upon the sleeping form of a girl. 

Y/n’s hair was in her face, in her hands sat a book as she laid on her back, the warm covers beneath her. She was beautiful in Peter’s eyes.

Peter let out a light chuckle as he knelt down beside the bed. He carefully placed a kiss upon the sleeping beauty’s head before sliding the book out of her hands and marking her page. He then lifted her off the bed like a husband would his new bride and placed her beneath the covers before he kicked off his shoes and took his place beside her. 

‘I will never let anything bad happen to you’. ‘I’m so in love with you’. ‘God, you are beautiful.’ It was like a therapeutic spilling of kindness and affection that Peter never said when he thought Y/n could hear him as his fingers grazed over the lines of Y/n’s face and her hair. 

Naturally, feeling the sudden warmth surrounding her and the soft sounds of Peter’s voice and his sweet nothings, broke Y/n free of her dream world as she continued to listen. 

“This is the story of how I fell in love with you,” Peter whispered quietly as he placed a gentle kiss upon Y/n’s cheekbone. “I’ve never told it to you, but it’s not something I think you’d ever want to hear when you’re awake. It’s silly, I know, cause I’m Peter Parker, neighborhood dork and you’re Y/n L/n, cheerleader and popular best friend of said dork. You get invited to parties and I get to make Lego models with Ned. Not that I don’t like hanging out with Ned, I do, I just wished that I could be your date to parties someday.”

Peter let out a long sigh as he placed another tender kiss on Y/n’s forehead, causing Y/n to refrain from giggling at the feeling. “Anyway, I think it all started in the first grade, when we met. I wasn’t in love with you then, not yet anyway, but I made a best friend. You were always the cutest girl I’d ever met, especially with the way you wore your hair and the way you obsessed over those 80′s movies your mom let you watch.

“And then in fifth grade, when you broke your arm and sprained your ankle while we were skateboarding at the park. You were trying to be so brave and tried not to cry, but the moment I picked you up to carry you home to Aunt May, you sobbed and cried out in pain and told me you never wanted me to let go of you. When you had your arms tightly around my neck with your face buried in my chest, I knew there was something between us.

“But, then you and I, we didn’t hang out as much as we used to once we got to high school. I know you felt bad about it, I know you still do, because you had cheer and sports and the only club we were in together was robotics and you weren’t always able to come with your other responsibilities, but we have these nights together and we were one another’s dates to homecoming, even though you were asked by other guys. 

“Speaking of homecoming, that was the night I realized what I’ve felt for years had a name. Love. The way you laughed when I told you not to choke me with my bow tie as you helped me fix it to the way your voice sounded so soft and sweet when we slow danced. And, God, just the way you worked the room like you owned the place when you didn’t ditch me when I fell behind, but tucked your arm under mine and took me with you, introducing me to your friends. I’ve never felt so included. 

“And most importantly, the way your lips felt against mine when you kissed me goodnight. That was my first kiss and if I died today, I’d be glad that it was my last. We haven’t talked about it since then, but I wish I could get the courage to ask you out, to tell you I love you. 

“Cause it was you who initiates everything. You asked me if we could be friends in first grade, you were the one who asked me to homecoming. You kissed me.

“I don’t know, laying next to you makes me wish to never sleep alone, to never be alone. I don’t know if you kissed me out of pity the night of homecoming or if you kissed me because maybe you love me too. But, Y/n, I love you.”

“You know I can hear you, right?” Y/n’s sudden voice startled Peter.

“I’m sleep talking,” Peter said immediately. “This is all a dream. You’re dreaming.” 

Y/n hid a smile against Peter’s neck, a sensation that Peter felt melt his heart, and drew him closer. “I love you too,” she said simply, with a soft sigh, as she drifted back to sleep content in the safety of Peter’s arms, knowing for the first time in her life, love could be reciprocated by even the silliest of heroes.

sleepy 2009 rant

 think of how phil, this man who seems to be the silliest, happiest, cutest man ever, lost his best friend in 2009. just think. and he was hurting, as you would. people say phil saved dan, dan wouldn’t be here if not for phil. that’s pretty much true, i guess. then people say phil wouldn’t be here without dan. u might get pissed, but think about it. now before you start shitting on me, hear me out. phil met dan in 2009, and he needed someone to talk to, i guess. dan needed someone to talk to, too. and they became best friends. they made each other happy. they both brought sunshine into each others lives. they both were a bit down in some way or another, but they brought each other up without even knowing it. ship phan or not, but they were meant to be. Meant to be besties, BFFLs, husbands, whatever. but in one way or another, the universe knew someone needed help. and so it did something about it. Just like you. If you’re hurt, you’re not the only one. you will be found, you will be loved, you will get your sunshine it doesn’t matter who or what you may be don’t give up. they didn’t. neither should you.

BTS Reactions~ When you start to become colder because you like them:


Every Friday night with Jin was a movie night, whether it was with the other members or not. 

Last Friday you realised that you’d fallen for him, unintentionally. You had tried your hardest to stay away from him this past week, as you didn’t want to slip and have anyone find out. But of course he noticed, and he was confused as to why you cancelled on this Friday. You never cancelled.

He would just not stop calling and texting you once it became clear you were ignoring him. To be honest, he was worried that he’d done something wrong, and was scared that he’d lost all chance of being with you. He liked you, but was prepared to stay friends forever with you if it meant that he got to be around you. He liked you that much.

So he decided to visit you at home. Opening the door with the spare key he knew you kept under the mat, he entered, finding you on the couch, scrolling through your phone, looking at pictures of you and him.

“Y/N? Are you okay, you’ve been avoiding me-”

“JIN! You could have told me you were coming here!”

“I did. I texted you, but you haven’t read them.” he sighed. “Tell me what I did wrong, please…”

“Jin…” You looked down at your feet. You had to tell him now, or you’d never be able to come to terms with yourself.

“Is it weird if I only just realised that I like you?” You whispered.

He was over the moon.


Usually, you’d jump at the chance to hang out with him. So when he asked, and you refused, he was worried about you, scared that he’d hurt your feelings somehow and most of all, confused.

“Did I do something wrong? What’s up, Y/N? Tell me, please.”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just busy, and I have somewhere I need to be. I’ve got to leave, now.” You twisted yourself around, and left for home. Your heart was beating so fast- you’d just lied to his face- but it was better this way.

Later that night, you were stuck indoors, eating chips out of guilt, and watching crappy TV shows. You didn’t care. All you could think about was him.

He sat in the living room of the dorm, the rest of the members doing their own thing. He couldn’t care less right now about Jungkook’s overwatch ability or Tae’s new wonderfully dumb idea or Jin’s new homemade recipe. He had you on the brain, and was itching to speak to you and get some answers.

Then you got a text. From him. You didn’t want to read it, but you did.

From: Yoongi
If you’re so busy, why is your bitmoji still at home? I checked your snapchat. Why have you been lying?


To: Yoongi
Look, I’m sorry. You’ve not done anything wrong, trust me on that, but I think it’s better we stay away from each other for a while.

From: Yoongi
I’m not staying away from you unless you tell me why.

This was it. You had to tell him someday, and apparently today was the day.

To: Yoongi
You’re probably gonna reject me straight away, but I like you. In a non friend way. I’m confused about it myself, but I know my feelings are genuine.

The second he read that text, he whipped his coat on, and got a late night uber to your house. He was so happy he could cry. He knocked on the door, sweating.

“I feel the same way.”


You weren’t your usual cheerful self. You were no longer laughing at him when he did something stupid. You didn’t want to come to the studio to watch him dance. You weren’t you.

He was worried for you. He kept trying and trying to cheer you up, but to no avail. He started seeing less of you, day by day, and knew that there was something you weren’t telling him. His mind went to the worst- and he couldn’t stand it any longer. He needed things to be normal between you both again, he needed to see you smiling and he needed to get some answers about your strange behaviour.

He decided to ask your best friend, to see whether she knew anything.

“Well, she hasn’t told me anything directly, but I can tell exactly what’s wrong with her.” she whispered to Hobi, as Jimin and Kookie were around.

“What? I need to know, please.” He whispered back, begging to find out so he cheer you up.

“Well, don’t say you got this info from me, but she likes someone, and has only just realised that she likes them and is in denial, out of fear of rejection.”

His heart sunk. He’d always liked you, from the second he met you. He’d fallen for you and couldn’t get up, but he liked it this way. But before he even had a chance to confess, someone else had stolen your heart?

B/F/N watched as Hobi’s face crumbled, and giggled a little.

“That someone is you, idiot.” She laughed.

His face lit straight back up again, and his sunshine personality was brighter than ever before. He couldn’t believe this.

“I’m gonna go find her!” He yelled, before running out of the studio.

“You go do that!” your best friend yelled back, laughing. She found it the cutest thing ever, as she’d been shipping it since day one. 

Jimin and Kookie looked at B/F/N, confused.

“What was that all about?”


You’d been avoiding him any chance you had. He’d noticed, obviously.

You were out on your morning walk, with your dog. You took the same path every morning. Namjoon took this opportunity to talk with you.


You jumped, back, your dog barking wildly. “What the hell Namjoon?! You scared me.”

“Sorry. Anyways I wanna talk with you.” he smiled.

“About what exactly? I don’t believe we have anything to talk about.” You scoffed, walking faster. But he kept following you, catching up with your steps.

“That’s exactly my problem. Why do you keep avoiding me recently?” He grabbed your shoulders lightly, halting you in your tracks. “I’d like to know.”

His heart was racing. This always happened whenever he talked to you- he couldnt help his attraction to you, and he loved every last detail of you. But he had convinced himself that it was never going to work out, and that he was better off not even speaking of it, as to not make things awkward between you both. He didn’t want to lose you, or feel the pain of being rejected by you.

The thing was, you couldn’t tell him. Things were far better this way, or so you thought… well, you were going to have to at some point, so why not now?

“If I tell you, will you stop bugging me for the rest of my dog walk?” You asked.

“I promise.”

“You better not break this promise, like you break everything else-”

“I won’t. You can trust me on this.”

You hesitated a little. But it was now, or never. 

“I’ve liked you for some time now. I like you, Kim Namjoon.”



You were sitting backstage at an award show, helping the staff out as they prepared the idols to go on camera. To be honest, you had wanted to cancel, but all of bangtan had invited you and you couldn’t just let them all down, just because of a stupid little crush. On Park Jimin.

“Hey! It’s Y/N!” Tae ran up to you, attacking you with hugs.

“tOo tiGht TAE!” You said, waving at all the other members. Jimin just gave you a look, and you sighed a little. Little did you know, he was worried he’d done something to upset you, and wanted to apologise, but he didn’t know how.

“Oh yeah, sorry!” Tae jumped off of you, and you went back to the costume rack to help carry some accessories.

Once you’d finished all your mini errands, you found yourself wandering down the dressing room hall.

“Wow, there’s really a lot of idols here tonight~” You whispered to yourself, before stumbling back around a corner.

You heard Kookie, Tae and Jin teasing each other. They were obviously being filmed for a Bangtan Bomb, so you didn’t wanna get in their way.

“Everyone’s in a good mood!” Jin giggled.

“Everyone except Jimin hyung~ He’s salty because the girl he likes is here, helping out with the staff and is ignoring him.” Kookie said, and Tae slapped him on the shoulder.

“Idiot! Now the clip has to be edited.”

You stood there, as they wandered out of sight. The girl he likes? You were the only girl aside from his stylist that he knew here- wait a second.

He likes you. Jimin likes you.

You had to find him, fast.

“Bangtan Sonyeondan onstage in two minutes!” Someone yelled.

You ran faster, holding your dress up slightly, so you wouldn’t trip up. You weaved your way through the crowd, over to the members.

“Y/N! We’re about to go onstage-” Namjoon said, before you interrupted him.

“Jimin! I’m sorry for ignoring you these past couple days. We can talk about this later but-”

“Bangtan Sonyeondan onstage now!”

You whispered into his ear before he got pushed away-

“Jimin, I like you back.”


Opening the door to the busy practice room, you were shaking slightly. But you had to calm yourself before you did something dumb around him. I mean, it was reasonable considering you’d only realised yesterday about your feelings for Tae, and almost immediately after rushed out of the building and went home. Last night you ignored all his texts and calls.

He was probably wondering why, and that scared you. You didnt want to lose the friendship you had with him- and you were completely certain you’d get rejected if you confessed, so why even think about it?

“Hey guys! I’ve got a secret I wanna tell you!” You chuckled, trying to keep your mind off of him. (Not exactly an easy task, when he was literally feet away.)

“Ooooo!” yelled Hobi, “Tell us!”

“Not yet, you have to finish practicing first- you do have a stage on Saturday…”

You put down your backpack, containing the ‘secret’ - a box of the member’s favourite donuts you picked up on the way to the building. Looking up, you saw Kookie, taking a sip from his water bottle.

“I know what the secret is, ya know.” he whispered, winking at you.

“Well, what would that be?” You giggled. He couldn’t possibly know about the donuts, they were well hidd-

“HEY Y/N!” Tae shouted, jogging over to you, “You alright? I texted you-”

“Yeah, phone was dead,” You interrupted, avoiding eye contact. you could feel your face going red and didn’t want him to notice, so you turned away, leaving Tae confused. He thought he’d done something by accident to piss you off, but couldn’t figure out what. walking back into formation, he started to wonder if you were really, truly mad at him. He didn’t want that- having a crush on you, his best friend, was already so much torture.

“And that proves my theory.” Jungkook smirked, “Your secret is that you have a crush on hyung.”

“Wait, what? Oh my god.” He’d hit the nail on the head. “That wasn’t my secret, but is it really that obvious I like him?”

“Seriously, don’t hide it, you idiot. Go say something to him, the feeling is mutual, trust ya boy- wAIT you’ve got donuts in your bag, haven’t you! You lil sneak!” Kookie reached into your bag, pulling them out. “I FOUND THE DONUTS! ALSO Y/N LIKES TAE HYUNG! HE LIKES HER BACK! LETS EAT!”

You looked over at Tae, both your faces red.




Being an introvert with a crush on an introvert- your best guy friend- an interesting yet painful experience. The second it clicked in your head that your sudden feelings of warmth and comfort around the man were ‘love’ feelings, you instantly went into ‘don’t speak unless spoken to’ mode, and stayed away from him as much as possible.

You did realise that it probably made it all the move obvious, but what exactly were you to do in this situation? You’d never experienced this before, and were hopeless around guys you found attractive, much like Kookie himself. Sitting in bed, wrapped in sheets with your computer screen on your tumblr dash, you sighed, staring at the screen, almost like you were expecting it to move.

Until the screen did move- your skype popped up, Kookie’s face on the screen. You scrambled to deny the call, but ended up answering. Dammit, butterfingers.

“Oppa…” You mumbled, covering your red face.

“Yah, don’t call me that~” He smiled. He was sitting at his desk, pen on paper, writing out lines over and over, trying to come with the best way to confess to you. He promised Jin he would do it today. “You were about to sleep?” 

“N-no, just on the internet,” You answered.

“You’re acting a little bit strange, red in the face and stumbling over your words- Y/N, dont tell me you have a fever- I can come over right now with some meds and stuff and help you out asap-” 

“No, its not that.” You laughed a little, at his misconceptions. “I’m just having some problems and trying to think of a way through them.”

“What kinda problems? I’m all ears.”

“Uh, guy problems…” you mumbled, going even more red. You could see him go crimson too, clearing his throat.

“Oh, um, me too actually.”

“You have guy problems? Ewwww, Jungkookieee.”

“NOnononono!” he laughed, “I have girl problems just as much as you have guy problems. For example…” He trailed off, looking at you in the eyes, “There’s this one girl that I have some kinda feelings for… but she’s not really into me, at least I don’t think so.”

Your heart sank. Who could this girl be? She was an idiot- who wouldn’t want to date the awesome Jeon Jungkook? “Why isn’t she interested? She’s dumb, haha.”

“I think she’s been avoiding me as of recently. I don’t know why-”

You then realised that he was talking about no one other than you. 

“Kookie- I don’t not like you, I like like you.” You blurted out. Then there was a pause. Oh god, what if he wasn’t talking about you?

“I really, really wish I could kiss you through the screen.” He whispered.

- i have been gone wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too long. I’m sorry peeps, please forgive me ;~; I’ll be finishing all the requests I have currently, then asking for more :3

Writing Advice: Commas in a Quote

So I’ve noticed a lot of people write the commas in a quote wrong. Some people will put the comma outside the quotes, when in actuality the comma is supposed to go inside the quotes. Let me give you some examples.

“That is so cute,” She said enthusiastically as she watched her best friend play with the cutest puppy she’d ever seen.

“Wow, I can’t believe this is happening to me,” He sighed miserably.

See what I mean?

MONSTA X as Best Friends

this is one of my lil’ au’s that i whipped up whilst i was away with no internet. i need to write more mx stuff(: i tried anyway - i hope y’all like it.

(gif credits to the original owners)


Originally posted by wonhontology

(boiii look at u w that bandana !)

  • biggest dad friend you’ll ever have in your life
  • makes sure you’re fed
  • gives you lifts whenever you need one
  • also makes sure you never have to walk on your own.-will fight a mean s/o who he may have had a bitter disliking to anyway bc it’s you
  • basically is super protective of u
  • he is always v sleepy tho, esp if you’re just chilling at your place.but you forgive him bc he’s an overworked dad of 6
  • he is super down to earth and most chill human being in your lifehe is also super dependable, and is always there when you need him
  • he also gives the best hugs – they’re rare but bOI are they worth it
  • is always awkward about you seeing him at shows or watching shows he’s on bc he doesn’t feel like he’s a big idol, he’s just your best friend
  • but you force him to tell you when he’s doing anything so you can shout the loudest
  • most easily mistaken for your boyfriend
  • is a lil’ bit dense at times, and is least likely to laugh @ your jokes
  • doesn’t get sarcasm either
  • he’s also clumsy
  • but apologetic, extremely apologetic
  • he can be a lil’ blunt and straight forward at times but he’s never as bad as the ‘shownubot’ he is v sensitive to your emotions, and is super caring
  • you also see the cute side of shownu
  • him beaming at small animals, when he talks about his fave food or his parents
  • again, far from the showminator everyone sees on variety shows
  • buuuuuuut he’s v difficult to read, thanks to that beautiful but often blank face he has 
  • you also get really flustered when he juST strips??? boicouldunotwearepalswthpls 
  • you look at him awkwardly but he’ll either not get it or be like “what? We are friends?”
  • and you remember your best friend is the most endearingly dad-like human in the world and nobody can change that

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