damn all of you to hell

The Bat(mom) Glare - Batmom x Batfamily

Summary : Everyone feels a bit…uneasy when Batmom gives them that glare.

I know I said the next fic would be about a jealous Bruce, but I had a dream last night about this story down there, and just had to write it, hoping it’s not too bad, hoping you’ll like it. As usual feedbacks are welcome ! Here 

(My masterlist by the way : http://ellana-ravenwood.tumblr.com/masterlist)

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It was at the very beginning of your relationship with Bruce that you discovered your “superpower”. Before that, you never really noticed, even though it was already there…No, it really was about four months in dating the Batman that you truly realized this capacity of yours. 

You had been friend with Bruce for years, and you knew about his nightly activities since quite a while…So when he told you you two shouldn’t be together anymore because it was dangerous, you couldn’t help but sarcastically laugh and give him your best “really ?” face. 

What, all those years it wasn’t dangerous and all of a sudden, as your relationship started to get serious, it became life threatening ? 

You remember him scoffing at you, saying it had nothing to do with you and him getting “serious”, while you perfectly knew it had everything to do with it. 

Words were useless to convince him, he was such a stubborn man, and he wouldn’t listen…So you just stared at him. Glared at him. You did not turn your gaze away, you did not leave like he told you to. 

You ignored Alfred and his sorry look, when he told you to follow him out of the batcave. You ignored Bruce when he started yelling at you to leave. You just glared at him, you kept your eyes on his silhouette. Until he said : 

-Stop looking at me like that. 

You didn’t stop. Because all of this was bullshit. Because he was pushing you away for a stupid reason. Because you knew he was doing it only cause he was afraid to get too close from someone and loose them too, like he lost his parents…So you just kept staring, glaring, without saying a word. 

-Stop (Y/N), please.

He tried to keep his composure for a long time. Damn stubborn man. 

Only, on that day, he realized that you were way more stubborn than he’ll ever be. Only, on that day, he realized, as your eyes wouldn’t leave his form, he could not go on without you. But he still resisted. For appearances maybe ? Or maybe he thought you’d eventually give up. You did not. You would never give up on him, he just had to deal with it. 

-Stop…stop looking at me like that…(Y/N)…please…

His voice was cracking. You had won. He knew it. You knew it. Because the reason he was pushing you away was bullshit. Being around him was dangerous ? Well big deal, leaving in fucking Gotham was dangerous anyway ! So you stared at him, glared at him, until he gave up. 

He needed you. Your support. Your presence. He knew it, you knew it. And under your intense gaze, he realized just to what extend he loved you. 

Love ? Yes. Yes it was definitely that. An intense, deep, unbreakable bond had always existed between you…and the day he finally asked you out, it became stronger than ever. No, he would not pushing you away because things were “dangerous”. You wouldn’t let him. So you stared, and he realized…

He realized just how doomed he was because of how much in love he was with you. Too damn much, probably…But it was a good kind of curse. He was glad to be doomed of loving you…

You stopped glaring at him when he fell into your arms, all his tough and emotionless demeanor gone. You stopped glaring at him once you knew he understood. You weren’t going anywhere. Period. At least, not until he’d stop loving you (which he knew would never happen. Could never happen. Hell, he was the one afraid you’d be tired of his shit and leave…But you’d never leave). 

On that day, he realized how much you meant to him, and you realized that you had magic eyes. If, with a simple glare, you could crack even the great Batman…Yup, you discovered your “superpower” the day Bruce understood you were the one and only. The love of his life. 

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It’s the final BFSN of the season! God season 4 has been a wild ride from start to finish and though it still can’t top my love of season 2 it’s been pretty damn fantasic, and even more so since I’ve gotten to scream about it with all of you amazing people. I’m stressed and excited as hell for tonight’s episode but I know and have a feeling it’s gonna be awesome! Personally, my favourite episodes of the season have been God Complex (408), , and The Other Side (411) though I also really loved the season premiere and Die All, Die Merilly (410). What were all of your favourite episodes?

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July 29, 2011

It started off as a normal afternoon at the Ruins.We packed up and drove out for an afternoon of G-rated fun. 

Zander skulked off and was gone for a while. I didn’t think much of it, but all of a sudden, Tillie leaped off our blanket and took off running.

“STOP RIGHT THERE!" Tillie’s voice was deafening, even from far away.

"What do you mean?!”

“Put that down, Zander!” Tillie shouted, “NOW!”

“Why should I?!”

“You know exactly why!” Tillie shrilled, “did you think I forgot? Get the hell away from that fire, or so help me!”

“C'mon Til,” Zander said, “it’s fine!”

“That’s what pyromaniacs say! Give me the damn fuel!”

“No!” Zander gleefully proceeded to pour the fuel on the fire before Tillie could get to him. 

The fireball that was formed could probably have been seen from space. It was probably a fucking miracle that no one was hurt. Or at the very least, singed some hair off.

“I FUCKING TOLD YOU!”

“No way, that was awesome!" 

I didn’t find out until later that Zander may or may not be a recovering pyromaniac. I’m surprised Til didn’t straight-up murder him.

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anonymous asked:

Did you hear about the recent claim NH/Hinata fans made? Apparently they don't have to be grateful for Sakura saving Hinata's life because she's "just doing her job"

damn, are they that rude and delusional irl? you know, considering that sakura is a medic and all. 🤔 like, idk, i don’t understand how you can’t be grateful to someone for literally saving your life, and then have the audacity to argue that they were “just doing their job”. well, yeah… so are doctors, dude. i mean, it’s a waiter/waitress’ job to bring you your food – you still say “thank you” when they hand you your plate, damn.

seriously, how the hell is that even an argument? it just highlights their reaching, tbh. like, yikes, it’s desperate… of course it’s her job – it’s her job and she accomplished it; she was useful, and if it weren’t for her, hinata would be dead! i’m pretty sure that’s worthy of gratitude, shit. 🙄

anonymous asked:

Fell Swapfell and Horrortale with an s/o whos really sweet and caring but can kick ass when someone attacks them

So, me?

UF! Sans: you’re his dream. He wants somebody who is nice and sweet, but he doesn’t want to have to worry about you’re well being. When somebody first starts shit and you end up kicking their ass, he’s a little turned on. Damn, you’re a feisty little cinnamon roll. He’s super glad he doesn’t have to be on edge all the time anymore.

UF! Paps: at first he didn’t think much of you. You were attractive, but that’s it. You were much too sweet for his tastes. One day he started to pick on you and got you so pissed that you attacked him. He was shocked at how strong you were, but immediately was like “WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME?” because shit, that was hot as hell.

SF! Sans: same as UF! Paps, but he’s more like a Tsundere about it and doesn’t ask you out. Instead gives subtle hints and eventually you ask him out and he’s beaming because you’re so perfect.

SF! Paps: Loves you regardless because you’re sweet, but still is a little relieved you can hold your own. Seems to be more relaxed out in public now.

HT! Sans: wouldn’t be with you when he first met you, even though he was in love with you. You were too sweet and he knew you were going to end up dead. But when he witnessed you in a fight, he immediately confessed to you and was so glad that you felt the same way. He let himself be happy, but he’ll still be on edge constantly, even if you were strong. This world is cruel and other people could fight too.

HT! Paps: honestly, this doesn’t even affect him. You’re still you, and he loves you. He just doesn’t feel as pressures when around other people.

anonymous asked:

THANKS FOR DRAGGING ME INTO KIRALFONSE HELL, now I'm imagining Alfonse going with her home and being so totally confused and out of place but seeing how happy Kiran is makes it all worth it for him,, like imagine him trying to go to the mall or university with her I'm just. AAAAAA I love them???? And it's all your fault

U KNOW DAMN WELL HES SO HAPPY TO SEE HER HAPPY EVENTHO HES CONFUSED AS FUCK!!! cute as hell but also funny coz kiran (to be specific my version of summoner) is kinda sarcastic n sometimes use grim jokes n sadly the jokes go over alfonses head n he panics instead

kiran after a long day of class: oh my GOD the lecturer also killed me

alfonse, his folkvangr already in hand: ARE YOU ALRIGHT? ARE U BLEEDING? WHERE DID HE HURT YOU?

anonymous asked:

Sinners!...Sinners the lot of you!! Damn you all to the embers of hell! How dare the, force them selves over this innocent soul!? The shall be drown into the bowls of hell and burn in its burning brim and be disemboweled and rot from from your soul! Rats of the plague will and naw till your flesh is rendered from the bone!!! I curse the! I curse you all sinners of lust may the devil take you all in brim and eternal damnation!!! Amen.

I don’t even need to add anything to this. It’s that true.

I don’t know how Freeform plans for all of us to not to die tomorrow.
Between possibly less than 4 or more kisses, that warm scene with them on the balcony, malec shopping, Alec giving Magnus a gift, Magnus possibly showing Alec his cat eyes, and possible sex. Jc, I’m spazzing out now.

Just a Sterek drabble I wrote on this rainy Sunday afternoon because I started my day off watching an absolutely SOUL-CRUSHING ep of House, M.D. and needed a little something to cheer myself up afterwards.

In case it’s not your thing: this fic features Stiles/OMC, but not for long. ;) Rated T, under 1k words

Sometimes Stiles’ new boyfriend can be fairly awesome, like when they stay up until three a.m. together playing video games and making out, or like that time… like… Well, pretty much all the examples Stiles can think of right now are sex things, but. But Jake’s a nice guy, kind of. He’s hot. He’s so hot Stiles still can’t believe he wants to date Stiles, and there are times when he can be a lot of fun.

Then there are the times (like today) that have Stiles questioning all his life choices, especially this one.

“Stiles, stop texting Lydia,” Jake says. No—practically whines. Seriously.

“Uh, no?” Stiles hits send, because Jake is not the boss of him. “We’re still on the ground. We don’t have to turn our phones off yet.”

And now Jake is pouting at him, like he’s six years old. “That’s not what I mean and you know it.”

Stiles can’t help but roll his eyes. “Stop trying to tell me who I can and cannot text. It’s creepy and controlling.”

Jake tries to put his hand over Stiles’, and it actually makes Stiles’ skin crawl a little bit. Stiles crosses his arms over his chest, hands safely tucked into his armpits. In retrospect, inviting Jake along on a trip to Hawaii was probably a bad idea when they’ve only been dating for three months.

Jake crosses his arms, too. “I’m your boyfriend. I’m not allowed to get a little possessive?”

“A little possessive? This is not ‘a little possessive.’ This is annoying and ridiculous and petty and invasive and… Look, yes, I’m bisexual, but Lydia and I are just friends. We’re always going to be friends, and I’m never cutting her out of my life for a boyfriend. The end. So you can stop being a jealous dick—”

“Or what?”

Stiles can’t believe they’re having this conversation right now. “Or maybe we shouldn’t be dating after all.”

Jake runs a hand through his sandy blond prince-charming hair and snorts. “Please, this relationship is over when I say it is. Or do you seriously think anyone else is lining up to date you?”

For a moment Stiles is actually speechless, because how has he spent the last three months thinking this guy was attractive? How did he overlook this level of douchebaggery? Some kind of witchcraft, probably.

That’s when the guy in the row ahead of them turns around in his seat, looks Stiles straight in the eye, and says without even one hint that he’s joking, “I would date you.”

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The signs as quotes from "history of the entire world, i guess"
  • Aries: Nope, can't walk yet. And there's no food so I don't care.
  • Taurus: Fuck it, time to plant some grass. Look at this, I control the food now. Now everyone will want to be my friend and live near me.
  • Gemini: Hey Christians, do you sin? Now you can buy your way out of hell!
  • Cancer: It's sad. I'm sad. I miss you. How did this happen?
  • Leo: Forget this. I wanna be something, go somewhere, do something. I want things to change. I want to invent time and space.
  • Virgo: Is loving Jesus legal yet?
  • Libra: Let's overthrow the palace and start cutting all their heads off!
  • Scorpio: Get the hell out of here. Will you get the hell out of here if I give you 500 elephants? Ok thanks bye.
  • Sagittarius: Time to conquer all of Europe.
  • Capricorn: Damn, we gotta start pillaging some stuff.
  • Aquarius: That's bullshit, this whole thing is bullshit, that's a scam, fuck the church, here's 95 reasons why.
  • Pisces: You could make a religion out of this.
evidence that david wymack is the best character in this entire series, part ii

part i

The Raven King

  • Wymack didn’t care if he had nine Foxes or twenty-five. He’d stand behind them until the bitter, bloody end.
  • “Last I checked Andrew doesn’t like you,” Wymack said.
    • “He still doesn’t,” Neil said, but he didn’t bother to explain.
    • “Interesting.”
  • “Abby wrote me a speech to give you this afternoon. It sounded nice, had lots of stuff about courage and loss and coming together in everyone’s time of need. I tore it up and tossed it in the trash can beside my desk.”
  • Wymack cleared his throat and scratched a hand through his short hair. “Look. Shit happened. Shit’s going to keep happening. You don’t need me to tell you life isn’t fair. You’re here because you know it isn’t.”
  • “I want you on the court in light gear in five minutes or I’ll sign you all up for a marathon.”
  • “I don’t pay for electricity in this place so you can stand around and gossip.”
  • “Andrew Joseph Minyard, what the flying fuck have you done this time?”
  • “Answers now, Aaron,” Wymack said.
    • “I don’t know,” Aaron said.
    • “My ass you don’t.”
  • They were all on time, but Wymack and Abby were conspicuously absent.”
  • “Get your gear and get out of my locker room.”
  • He looked the other way because he knew how badly some of them needed their escapes to survive.
  • It was apparently better to be uncomfortable but safe than to trust a stranger with his fractured team.
  • “Last I checked this was a team meeting, not a gossip circle.”
  • “If any of you so much as look at the Terrapins on your way past their benches I’ll let you walk home from here.”
  • “Some people are just hardwired to be stupid.”
  • Neil had never seen Wymack smile like this. It was small but fierce, as angry as it was proud.
  • “Why did you pay for stalls, Coach?”
    • Wymack lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “Maybe I knew you’d need them one day.”
  • Nicky pulled the window down to yell insults, but Wymack threatened him into silence.
  • Wymack pulled a bottle of vodka out of the bag and put it down beside Kevin. “You have ten seconds to inhale as much of this as you can. I’m timing you. Go.”
  • Wymack turned on Neil. “Did you or did you not tell me you weren’t going to start a fight?”
  • “What can I do?” Wymack asked.
    • …”I don’t know,” Neil said.
    • “When you know, tell me.”
  • “Go forth,” Wymack told his Foxes. “Have fun. Or don’t. I don’t care. Just no more fighting, you got me?”
  • “Andrew spent that night here with me. At first I figured he was mad at Kevin for lying to him, but he was more worked up about you.”
  • “I didn’t ask for an apology, wiseass.”
  • Wymack stared at him for an endless minute, then said too quietly, “The fuck did you just say to me?”
  • “He chose to cross a line. You didn’t. You hear me? You didn’t. Don’t ever blame yourself for Seth’s death.”
  • Wymack kept Neil away from the microphone, not trusting Neil to behave himself.
  • “Five points or twenty-six miles. Do the math and decide which one makes you happier.”
  • “Let’s do this,” he said. “The sooner we kill these bastards, the sooner we can get roaring drunk at Abby’s place. I spent all damned morning stocking her fridge.”
  • “I have a cleaning crew coming in tomorrow to wash the Raven stench off our court. Let’s get the hell out of here and get wasted.”
  • “Neil,” Wymack said. “Between you and me, I don’t think you’ve ever been fine.”
  • “Nicky tried to hug Andrew and almost got himself staked with a kitchen knife.”
  • “Speaking of unpredictable assholes, when did that happen?”
    • “When did what?” Neil asked.
    • Wymack eyed him. “Forget it.”
  • “Figure out what you two need to cope with this, and let us know.”
  • “I want one lap for every time you’ve ever said the NCAA’s never had your back.”
    • “Oh, Jesus,” Nicky said. “We’ll be running all day.”
    • “Better get started, then,” Wymack said. “Move out, maggots.”
  • “Be here at six o’clock tomorrow morning,” Wymack said. “We’ve got a game to win Friday.”
  • [Nicky]: “I can’t understand you. That’s not fair.”
    • “Think about that the next time you use German at my practices,” Wymack said.
  • Wymack came out of nowhere and hauled Neil off Riko like he weighed nothing at all.
  • Wymack answered on the fourth ring. “You have a good reason to be bothering me on a holiday?”
  • “He sounds like Neil,” Wymack said, “but he doesn’t look like him. I’ll take your explanation from the top and without a side order of bullshit, thanks.”
  • He stopped fighting to get free; the hands that had been trying to wrench Wymack’s arms off him now held on for dear life.
  • “Can I let go of you and trust you to behave, or are you going to try and cut your face off again?”
  • Wymack didn’t say anything about the scars… He just checked Neil over with a clinical eye and poked at every line of stitches for weaknesses.
  • “He gave me a contract but I wouldn’t sign it. He couldn’t make me sign it. This doesn’t mean anything. I’m still a Fox.”
    • “Of course you are,” Wymack said.

and of course, mine and everyone else’s personal favorite:

  • “Help me,” he said through gritted teeth.”
    • “Let me,” Wymack shot back.
TO 👏 THE 👏 IDIOT 👏 WHO 👏 DISRESPECTED 👏 RUDHRAIGH 👏 MCGRATH 👏

That was a TOTAL invasion of privacy.

It was wrong, it was rude, and it was COMPLETELY uncalled for.

I don’t really venture onto the Twitter-sphere because that place is so damn toxic, but I have seen his tweets about the incident and it’s fucking disgusting.

THAT MAN HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT KIND AND ACCOMMODATING TO THE LOT OF US KATIE MCGRATH FANS AND YOU DECIDED TO TRACK DOWN HIS PERSONAL NUMBER AND HARASS HIM TO THE POINT WHERE HE NO LONGER FEELS SAFE AND COMFORTABLE

WHY

W H Y

W. H. Y.

Shame on you. Shame.

He’s just a guy who loves his sister.

He shouldn’t have been treated like that just because you wanted to get a little closer to Katie or whatever godforsaken reasoning your twisted brain convinced you to completely invade his privacy, steal his phone number, and harass him for a meeting.

But who am I to talk about this, right?

WELL LISTEN UP SUGARPLUM

I’m speaking as someone with family ties to politicians, businessmen, and yes, even a celebrity or two.

I’m speaking as someone who has been in Rudhraigh’s shoes.

I’m speaking as someone who has been used repeatedly in ploys to get closer to certain family members of mine who enjoy political, business, or media-related success.

I know first-hand what it feels like to have your privacy ripped away just because someone wants to use you to get close to your family.

BUT JUST BECAUSE I HAD THE FORTUNE OF BEING RELATED TO PEOPLE WHO ARE RELATIVELY FAMOUS DOESN’T MEAN THAT I SHOULD FACE HARASSMENT FOR IT.

NEITHER SHOULD HE.

IM SO SICK OF TOXIC STANS USING THE FAMILY AND FRIENDS OF THEIR CELEBRITIES AS THEIR OWN PERSONAL WAY TO CONTACT SAID CELEBRITY.

WHAT THE FUCK.

We’re normal people leading normal lives- our family members may have signed up for having fans and all that media fuss, bUT WE SURE AS HELL DID NOT.

Respect that.

Respect him.

Respect us.

SO LET ME SAY IT AGAIN FOR THE UTTER DOUCHE WHO DAMN NEAR COMMITTED A CRIME BY HARASSING THIS POOR MAN:

YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTELY HORRID PERSON

AND I SINCERELY HOPE YOU SEE HOW WONDERFUL HE’S BEEN BY DECIDING NOT TO RELEASE YOUR NAME ON SOCIAL MEDIA OR CONTACT THE AUTHORITIES FOR YOUR ABSOLUTE BREACH OF PRIVACY

CELEBRITIES AND THEIR FAMILIES HAVE RIGHTS THAT YOU SHOULD NOT- THAT YOU HONESTLY CANNOT- VIOLATE.

AT THE END OF THE DAY, THEY ARE PEOPLE TOO.

NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU ADMIRE THEM, YOU DO NOT HAVE A RIGHT TO INVADE THEIR LIVES AND THEIR PRIVACY.

BEING A FAN GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO ADMIRE, NOT THE RIGHT TO COMPLETELY DISRESPECT THEM ON THE GROUNDS THAT YOU ARE A ‘FAN’.

Okay, that’s all.

Have a nice damn day.

The Name Game

The Name Game (m)

Word count: 3.1k

Genre/warning: smut, literally no plot - I legit was having some Tae feels and wanted a dirty talk, fuckboy one shot. So this is the result.

Also for my baby girl, @borderlinehc hope you enjoy. 

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: You invite some of your friends over for a small party. When a tame night in turns into a dirty one. Your friend Hoseok comes up with a fun game for you all to participate in.

You were rushing around your house getting everything ready at the last possible second. It was only some of your closest friends coming over but you still wanted the house to look good. Especially if Taehyung might show up. He said he had to work but he would try and get his shift covered. You felt like such a teenager but you really did have such a big thing for him.

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catch my hopeless romantic ass zoning out and fantasizing about being domestic with the love of my life sitting on the floor of our apartment eating take-out  in our underwear

Can’t Get It Out Of My Head (Peter Quill x Reader)

Originally posted by bukcybarnes

For @ravingmadstark to whom I’ve owed this since January. 

In which you slow dance with the one and only Star-Lord. (insp.)


He so desperately wanted to be called Star-Lord, but everyone called him Quill. Except for you. You preferred to use Peter, and maybe that was why he fell in love so hard. Rarely did anyone address him without a tinge of sarcasm or playful banter in their voice—something he was very guilty of reciprocating—but when you spoke to him, he felt validated in ways he never knew he could. You gave him a sense of responsibility. A feeling of warmth and excitement. A drive in life, fueled not by a desire for the admiration of others, but rather, a need to make you feel the same way he did. Happy.

Your initial glimpse of Peter was the day of Ronan’s defeat. Hair disheveled. Clothes torn. Face scratched up. He was dancing to a song you’d never heard, and your entire body reacted. It tingled and shook from your toes, to your heart strings, up your throat, to your brain where the sensation settled, leaving only one thought. Shit.  You’d gone through life thinking love at first sight was nothing more than a myth. But there you were. In love. Or something like it. You were stubborn when it came to things like that, so you chalked it up to lust—somehow that felt more dignified.

There was alcohol involved in your first encounter. That was always how these things seemed to go. The big hero, off to celebrate at a local bar; you, the plain civilian, coincidentally at the same place, standing in a corner.  Music was playing, but the melodies were foreign, and you could only assume that they were his. Most of them were upbeat, but occasionally things would slow down a little, and that’s when he shined the brightest. He’d move about the room fluidly, pulling the other patrons close. Dipping them, spinning them, pressing his body against theirs. Leaving a trail of longing eyes in his wake. You couldn’t help but feel jealous, but at the same time, you were grateful. Unless you were alone in the safety of your room, dancing was not your forte. And so you nursed your drink and watched.

He moved closer and you got a better look at his face, confirming that he was the most unrealistically handsome man you’d ever seen in your life. It was the sort of thing that held a hypnotic element, capturing your eyes and refusing to let them free of his spell. The sappiness of it all was enough to make you inwardly wretch, but as the gap in proximity closed, it became harder to deny fact.

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Bts reacting to your high school pictures!

Namjoon:

“Ahahaha your hair! your clothes! Ya look wack! ahahaha”

“Do you remember yours?”

“Shut up. I don’t know you.”

Originally posted by yahjiminie

Jin:

“Looksy what I found y/n~”

“What?”

*waves the yearbook in your face* “To post on twitter or not to post on twitter? That is the question.”

“You better not.”

“Make me food and we’ll see.”

Originally posted by yoongichii

Hoseok:

“Aww look at my little jagiya! I’m going to show everyone!”

“Nooo!!”

“Hmmm fine! only because you’re mine and I get to keep you all to myself!”

Originally posted by frittatansonyeondan

Yoongi:

“Ya look crusty.”

“Excuse me? Shall we look at your pictures?”

“I mean… damn mami. You was lookin fine as hell. Can I get past yous number?”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Taehyung:

“I’m gonna go show everyone this!”

“No Taehyung!” *you tackle him before he opens the door*

“Jagi what the heck?!”

“You needed to be stopped you animal!”

“Whatever, more for me!”

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jimin:

“Ahahah you look so different! How?!”

“What do you mean? I look the same!”

“Mhm suuuure you do sweetie.”

“I do!” *you pout, crossing your arms*

“I’m kidding baby!” *he’d hug you afterwards, giving you smooches*

Originally posted by beui


Jungkook:

“Were you cool though?”

“Define cool?”

“A kpop idol cool…”

“Boy if you don’t.”

“I’m cooler than you!”

Originally posted by jeonbase