did i really just type all those out

a comprehensive list of every harry potter character i want to know more about
  • hannah abbott - is she doing okay? how’s her and neville’s relationship going? do they have any kids? does she make like the best butterbeer ever? i want to know
  • bathsheda babbling - apparently she was the ancient runes teacher at hogwarts and truly i just want to know more about her because look at that fucking name
  • katie bell - how’s my girl katie doing? hopefully not too affected by that whole dark curse thing she had to deal with? also i just want to know more about her like how’d she get into quidditch what were her stats like when did her and oliver wood get married
  • phineas negillus black - truly it’s tragic that whenever i picture him in my mind i see phineas from phineas and ferb with black hair and a very large black wizarding cloak on but like besides that how was he as a headmaster? what was he like? does he take joy in being a little dick head? i truly want to know
  • susan bones - how is she after her aunt’s death? what’s she doing with her life? susan bones sounds like the type of girl who’d be really really good at braiding hair. is she really really good at braiding hair?
  • lavender brown - i hope she’s doing okay and that she’s learning to live with the scars greyback gave her and hopefully she’s not a werewolf and listen she just liked ron is that really such a crime jk rowling did her so dirty!!! also i want to know everything about her and parvati’s relationship “friendship” and all the crazy make-outs shenanigans they got into
  • charity burbage - how’d she get into teaching muggle studies? was she scared those last few moments of her life? was she a good teacher? why the hell did jk rowling never let us witness a muggle studies class
  • alecto & amycus carrow - damn tell me everything about these two what was their childhood how’d they get into the dark arts literally how far were they willing to go because like torturing children is just fucking evil
  • the cattermoles - did they actually grab their family and get out of britain?? i sure hope so
  • penelope clearwater - how’s she doing??? did she get like fucking awesome grades?? how’d she react when percy was being a Dick? important questions
  • dennis creevey - legit how many times did collin write to him about harry? i bet dennis was like “jesus fuck mate shut up”. is he doing okay? i sure hope so. i hope he got into photography too
  • fleur delacour - listen i just want to know MORE what kind of student was she??? how many friends did she have??? i want more elaboration on her relationship with her sister. i want a whole god damn book just about fleur’s life. god damn it
  • dedalus diggle - how did anyone let him become an auror with a name like that
  • the dumbledores - please, for the love of god, i’d die if jk rowling gave us a book on the dumbledores. think about all that information. wow.
  • arabella figg - how did a squib get in contact with dumbledore? how was her life growing up being a squib? what were all her cat’s names? did she go play bridge every night with her friends? these are questions i need answers to
  • seamus finnigan - “me mam” oh you sweet boy how i love you. when was the first time he and dean kissed and was it as magical as he thought?? i won’t rest until i am answered
  • mundungnus fletcher - so like did he become like he is because of his name or did he change his name to reflect the fact that he was an utter piece of shit
  • filius flitwick - how’d he get into charms!!! what were his favorite teaching methods!!! favorite students!!! literally anything!!!
  • florean fortescue - i want to know every single damn flavor of ice cream he had in his shop. also, did he ever reopen it??
  • astoria greengrass - how’d she and draco meet? what are her political views?? her family life??? what kind of mother was she to scorpius?? i bet she was a damn elegant one
  • rubeus hagrid - like i want DETAILS about his life at hogwarts. every damn one. and about his life afterwards. i want a tour of his cottage. transcripts of every date he went on with madame maxime or whatever. a list of every single pet he ever owned. i want stories about him going to romania and visiting charlie. i want EVERYTHING
  • angelina johnson - my BITCH how’s she doing???? how’s life after hogwarts for her?? is she kicking ass and taking names?? i sure hope so. is she playing quidditch? or maybe she’s like a wizarding lawyer or something like stone cold bitch!!!! love that girl. what kind of mother is she? when did she and george fall in love?? does she still meet up with alicia spinnet and katie bell every once in a while for tea and biscuits and a chat?
  • lee jordan - IS HE A PROFESSIONAL COMMENTATOR. THAT’S ALL I WANT TO KNOW
  • bellatrix lestrange - i honestly just want to know everything about her. how was she growing up? her relationship with her sisters? when did she like fall in love or infatuation or lust or whatever with voldemort??? is like the no nose thing a kink? when’d she lose her mind? important questions
  • frank and alice longbottom - how’d they meet? how’d they fall in love? how’d they get married? they deserved better
  • ernie macmillan - did he ever stop being such a little bitch?
  • minerva mcgonagall - LEGITIMATELY EVERYTHING I WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING i want a 1000 page essay detailing her time at hogwarts
  • cormac mclaggen - did he ever stop being such a big dick?
  • the patil sisters - listen tell me about like hinduism and magic and indian culture and hindu mythology and magic and also just everything about these sisters and their sisterly bond and how they were both underestimated and taken for giggling girls even though they were smart as fuck i love them
  • kingsley shacklebolt - okay i wanna hear how awesome he was at school and about how everyone loved him and i wanna hear about his adventures in the ministry and him talking to the muggle prime minister and basically how fucking awesome he was
  • dean thomas - his love for soccer!!!! tell me all about it!!!! his love for seamus!!!!! tell me all about it!!!!
  • ted tonks - how did he and andromeda fall in love??? did he try to convince her he was worth it???? was he Smooth As Fuck??? important questions
  • the weasleys - like i KNOW we know a ton about them but i just want MORE. i want more charlie and bill and bill and ginny’s relationship and all the siblings hanging out and i just want MORE of the dynamic

I imagine that Grantaire is so modest and/or flippant about his many talents that Enjolras only finds out about all of them by accident like

Who’s that person playing a beautiful piece on that piano in the middle of the train station? Oh it’s Grantaire wow that’s amazing

Who took this photo of Courfeyrac?? Like I know he’s photogenic but this one is just something els–oh it’s Grantaire he’s really good at photography isn’t he

Jehan’s going to a wedding for one of those real stuck-up types and needs to learn how to dance real quick. Oh Grantaire will teach them? Ok wait–GRANTAIRE CAN FOXTROT?

Whoa Joly did a really good job on these posters–what’s that? Joly was sick? Well who did it then? Grantaire also? What EXACTLY is he hiding from us

{PART 7} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; A whole week has passed since Jungkook was forced to leave your apartment, just before you could take your relationship with him to the next level. But today at the office, things become interesting yet again - for both you, and Jungkook.

{Part 1} // {Part 6} {Part 7} {Part 8}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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“There was a guy I was playing with that I met through high school, and he ended up introducing me to Josh. They had worked together at Guitar Center. It was just one of those really organic type of friendships, where you just meet somebody at a job. He introduced me to Josh, and when you meet someone, you’re like, ‘Hey, yeah, let’s hang out sometime.’ I don’t know how many times I say that and it never happens. Well, this one actually did happen, we actually did hang out once. I’m glad that we did because the first time we did, we stayed up until all hours of the night talking about our dreams and our goals when it comes to music. When I got to that conversation, I was like, ‘This is a guy I want to play music with.’ So, we just met through mutual friends and a good talk, and we’re still going strong.”  |-/

Blindside

Summary: When Lucy agreed to go on a blind date she hadn’t been expecting, well, this. A valentine dedicated to my followers.

Rating: T

AN: This wasn’t what I planned on giving you for a valentine but the other one started to turn a tad angsty and you all deserve some fluff from me for once. ;D Hope everyone had a wonderful day full of love (whether it be romantic, platonic, or even self). 

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Lucy evaluated her reflection in the store window thoughtfully. Not a single blonde hair was out of place, but she found herself lightly running her hands over the loosely curled strands just in case there was any frizz she missed. Her make up was impeccable (as it should be considering she spent over forty–five minutes agonizing over it), and the little black halter dress she had finally decided on (another hour long process) clung to her curvy body in all the right places.

She looked good. Damn good. 

She smiled at the thought, but immediately sobered back into a fit of nerves when she recalled exactly why she was dressed up in the first place. Down the street, sitting innocently on the corner, was a busy restaurant with a single man sitting at a table, waiting for her. A man who she was apparently suppose to find from a white scarf.

Lucy had half a mind to just turn around and go back to her apartment. This whole thing was completely ridiculous and she didn’t know why she had ever listened to those twins Gem and Mini when it came to her love life. Blind dates never turned out well for anyone. It was like the unwritten rule in the dating world. So exactly why she had spent hours on her appearance for a night that was ultimately doomed to be a complete disaster was completely beyond her, but she had a feeling that the twins insistence that the person they were setting her up with was ‘perfect for her’ probably had something to do with it. 

A sigh passed her glossed lips, fogging up the glass of the lovely shoe display. Maybe she should just go shopping – those pink stilettos in the corner there were incredibly cute. She could totally rock them. 

Of course, then Gem and Mini would never let her hear the end of it.

The thought of their echoed words of infinite frustration immediately had her stepping away from the (oh so tempting) display and towards the restaurant at the corner. One night of disaster would be better than a lifetime of nagging from those two. Being that they were both actors, they had the annoying habit of impersonating close friends, especially when said friend had done something silly or stupid. It was hilarious most of the time, their impersonations were always spot on which made it even funnier, but the joke wasn’t quite so amusing when it was her lack of dating prowess on front and center stage.

Checking her phone before she stepped through the restaurant doors, she reread the message Gem had sent her. 'He will be at Rainbow Sakura Restaurant at 6pm wearing a white scarf and sitting at a table for two. Have fuuuuuun!’ It was five after now (was fashionably late still fashionable?) so if this mystery man had any kind of manners he should be in there. Waiting for her. 

God, tonight was going to be awful. She just knew it. 

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anonymous asked:

I really want to start over with my cc but I'm a little scared too. Have you ever done that and do you have any opinions about doing it before I do? I know this isn't you're normal type of ask but idk who else to ask

Hello there! I completely understand the feeling! I sort of did that recently, after I had to move all of my mods out of the folder for the game update.

I copied my mods back into my Mods folder in small batches and tried to actually organize them (I just made subfolders in my Mods folder for the first time xD). I got kind of impatient though, and put everything back in again.

My advice would be to acknowledge which pieces of CC you really can’t live without and maybe leave those in your mods folder. After that you could try adding in small batches of CC to go through and clean out. I think if I had left the pieces that I use all of the time first, I probably wouldn’t have been as impatient to put everything back in, if that makes sense.

I hope that helps and maybe some other people will reply with suggestions! :)

Bluebell

Title: Bluebell

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 2 420

Reader Gender: Female

Warnings: A few swear words, reader doesn’t think she’s good enough for Sam, some angst, implied smut (But everything leading up to it is quite tame, I assure you, it’s all PG).

Request from Anonymous: Hi! Can you do a Sam x Reader where the Reader gets hit with a truth spell and Dean keeps asking them embarrassing things and Sam tells him to stop? The reader ends up saying all the things they love about Sam because of the spell as well. Also, the spell really freaks the reader out because they don’t want Sam to know how they feel about him because they think they’re not good enough. Thank you!!

Author’s note: I hope you like this Anon! I tried to keep it as close to the request as possible, but you didn’t specify how you wanted it to end, so I hope what I did was okay! And on another note, I’m sorry I didn’t post anything last week, I decided to take a little break from writing after I finished Angel Rising, I hope you guys can forgive me! –xoxo Katie

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       You could feel the subtle vibrations of the Impala’s powerful engine as the car flew down the road, its speeds far exceeding the legal limits, and you were sitting in the back seat as you and the boys drove to the bunker - after a week away on a witch hunt - when you’d first noticed something was wrong.

       “Hey Y/N, are ya sure you’re okay?” Dean asked as his eyes caught yours in the rear-view mirror, before he leisurely returned them to the stretch of asphalt in front of him. “That bitch threw something at you -”

       “Which you still have in your hair, by the way,” Sam cut in gently, causing you to feel a surge of embarrassment.

        Your hands flew self-consciously to your head, trying to shake out the remains of the blue powder the witch had doused you with in her last ditch attempt to get away. Sam always made you nervous. Ever since the day you’d met him you’d had a crush on him, and the more you’d gotten to know him the bigger it got, if it could even be called a crush anymore…

       Dean gave Sam an irritated grunt in response to being interrupted, but repeated himself and kept talking anyway. “She threw something at you, are you sure you’re okay? We don’t know what she was trying to do.”

       You thought about it for a second, and then said something surprisingly honest, “No, I’m not sure.” There was a pause. No, I’m not sure? Why would I say that? you thought. Sam and Dean seemed equally surprised. Yeah, it was true, you weren’t sure that the witches spell didn’t affect you. But the boys worried about you enough as it is and you usually didn’t like to give them more reason to, unless, of course, there was actually something to be worried about.

        For the rest of the ride home nobody really talked much, that is, after you’d all had a slightly-too-long conversation about what the spell might have been and the various dusty books that were going to be checked once you got back to the bunker. Why hadn’t you just said you were okay? You felt fine, the witch was dead, she probably didn’t even finish her spell. Right?


       You were bouncing impatiently on the balls of your feet as you stood behind Dean, waiting for him to unlock the heavy bunker door when it happened again: you were just a little too honest.

       “Whoa, why are you in such a hurry, Y/N?” Dean asked as he took in your nervously moving form.

       You were in a hurry because you just got back from a hunt, and you wanted to have a shower before the image of you covered in blood and mysterious blue powder was seared into Sam’s mind forever. The types of girls he usually talked to were always so prim and perfect, and then here you were, with ripped jeans, messy hair, and usually covered in some variety of monster guts. Really, you just wanted Sam to think you were pretty like those other girls, but you weren’t going to tell Dean that.

       “Because, I don’t want Sam to see me like this any longer than he has too.” Or maybe you were.

       What?! Why the hell did I say that?  you thought anxiously, avoiding Dean’s eyes at all costs.

      “Um, okay…” he said slowly, drawing out the last word. You didn’t dare turn around to look at Sam.

      “Uh, I gotta go,” you said hastily, pushing past Dean and barreling down the bunker’s metal steps. You faintly heard someone call your name but you ignored it and had the door to the bathroom locked a second later. What was happening to you?


      It had been almost an hour now since you’d come into the bathroom and your hand was hovering over the doorknob, but you couldn’t make it move.

      You still couldn’t believe you’d said, “I don’t want Sam to see me like this,” why would you say that? Wouldn’t, “I want to have a shower,” have been good enough? Sure it would’ve, but for some reason you couldn’t say it, like the words had just poured out of your mouth without permission.

      Suddenly there was a knock on the door and you were pulled from your anxious introspection, a familiar voice piercing the wooden barricade. “Y/N?” the voice asked. It was Sam.

      It was Sam! What were you supposed to do? Your first thought was to run, but you didn’t really have anywhere to run too. Your second thought was to pretend you weren’t there, but you would be forced to leave eventually and he would know you’d ignored him. So finally you were left with only one option: suck it up, open the door, and hope against hope that you don’t say anything stupid.

      “Y/N? Are you okay?” he called again. You drew in a deep breath.

      Yes, I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine, you said over and over in your head, ready with you answer this time. Then you forced your hand to move, flung open the door, gave him a composed smile and said, “No, not really.” Damn it!

      Your cheeks flushed hot, “yes, I’m fine,” that’s what you were going to say! You were ready! What happened!?

      Sam looked slightly uncomfortable – though you weren’t sure if it was from what you’d said earlier or because of the deep shade of red you were no doubt turning – and ran his hand through his hair. “Y/N, listen, um, we think we figured out what that spell was,” Sam said as he jerked his head towards the library, motioning for you to follow him. You did.

      “We were looking through some of The Men of Letters’ spell books and we found a page on these flowers - Bluebells – the powder she threw at you, it was blue, right?” you nodded your head yes. “Well, these flowers,” he said as he took a step into the library, where Dean was waiting with an oddly wide grin. “According to the lore they can compel people to tell the truth.” He handed you the book.  “It says that you have to wear a wreath of them for it to work, but we think that whatever spell she used allowed her to use a powdered version and made the effects more … permanent.”

       Permanent?

      Your head was spinning.

      Truth spell. Permanent. Sam.

      Sam! If you were under a truth spell, Sam could find out how you felt about him! You’d already slipped up once – which totally made sense now – and who knows what other innocent questions your brain could twist into secret-spilling opportunities about your long-time crush on the youngest Winchester! Though, you supposed it would help if you weren’t thinking about him all the time…

      “Look, Y/N, don’t panic,” Sam said in his attractively deep voice. You dropped the book on the table and took a step back, you couldn’t let yourself think about such things right now. “We’ve already found a cure, and Cas is out getting the ingredients now, you’ll just have to wait a few more hours.”

      Your feet stopped moving, your heart beat slowed. “A few hours?” you said quietly, looking at the ground as if eye contact alone would compel you to spill your guts for all to hear.

      “Yeah, a few hours,” he said calmly. “Cas should be back soon and then we’ll start making it right away.”

      Okay, a few hours, you thought, I can do that, I just have to stay in my room and-

      “Do you think I’m attractive?” Dean suddenly asked, his smile only growing as he watched your eyes widen.

      “Of course I do,” you said automatically, then clamped your hands over your mouth in horror. Why did he ask you that? What would Sam think? Sure you thought Dean was attractive, anyone with eyes could see that Dean was attractive, but he was not the brother you were interested in. You had to get out of here before Dean asked you anything more embarrassing.

      Dean now wore an unbelievably smug face, grinning to himself as you backed away, and you could practically see his brain running through all the things he could do with this opportunity.

      “Would you ever hook up with me?” Dean asked quickly, seeing that he was losing his window.

      “No,” you shot back, still stumbling backwards. You were unbelievably relieved the answer came so easily.

      Dean looked off-put, but pressed forwards anyway. “Fine, so you wouldn’t pick me first, but out of the two of us,” he motioned between Sam and himself, “who would you pick?”

      You froze.

      Not that, anything but that! you thought, desperately trying to fight the spell.

      “Come on, Man, leave her alone,” you faintly heard Sam say, but it was too late. You’d been asked a question, and now you had to answer it. So after pressing your lips together in a pathetic attempt to stop the inevitable, you finally said, “Sam,” through gritted teeth.

      Sam looked shocked, Dean, once again, looked dejected, and you were mortified. Sam knew, he had to! Sam knew how you felt about him and now things were going to be awkward, he might never talk to you again!

      And then, as if he hadn’t done enough damage already, Dean asked one more question. He hammered the final nail in the coffin of your friendship with Sam. He asked why.

      Why.

      Why, why, why, did he have to ask why? You knew he didn’t do it in a mean way, or a jealous one, he seemed to be genuinely curious. But he still asked. Why him? What does Sam have that he doesn’t? And you told him.

      You told him all the things you love about Sam. You told him how funny and smart his little brother was, you told him how he was an amazing hunter and the kindest man you’d ever met, you even told him how much you loved Sam’s hair in the morning, when it was tousled and he would run his fingers through it. You told him everything, and once you had finally exhausted your truth-spell-induced list of everything you loved about Sam, you all just stood there in silence.

      Dean looked guilty, clearly understanding that he had asked you something that he shouldn’t have. Sam looked confused, and overwhelmed, completely at a loss for words. And you looked – even though you couldn’t technically see yourself – terrified, and on the brink of tears.

      You didn’t want to run away, and you tried not to, but after 10 seconds of silence, then 20, you couldn’t take it anymore. You turned and ran down the hall, practically tripping on the steps, and made a beeline for your bedroom.

      I took a few seconds after you’d shut your door for you to hear it, but once you’d flopped yourself down on the bed you heard the familiar sound of Sam’s heavy boots coming towards your room – no, running towards your room. Then you quickly shot up when you heard a knock at your door.

      “Y/N, can I come in?” Sam’s muffled voice asked. He sounded nervous, and there was a sense of urgency in his tone.

      You wanted to say no, you really did, but you couldn’t. You could never say no to Sam, even if you had just completely embarrassed yourself. So you attempted to wipe the now free-flowing tears from under your eyes and said, “Yes.” You heard a sigh of relief from behind the door.

      “I’m, uh, I’m really sorry about Dean,” Sam said slowly, as he took a few steps into the room. “He shouldn’t have asked you that.”

      You wanted to cry and scream, you wanted to accuse Dean of being insensitive and taking advantage, you wanted to say no he shouldn’t have! But that wouldn’t help matters now, so you simply nodded and looked at the floor.

      More silence.

      “Listen, um, about what you said…”

      “No, please,” you said quickly, desperate to stop this conversation before it began, “you don’t have to say anything, I know you don’t feel the same way. And I’m sorry if I made things awkward between us,” you were rambling now, “and I understand if you want me to move out, and -”

      “Y/N!” Sam yelled, and you slammed your mouth shut. Now what had you done? “None of those things are true,” he said softly, “things aren’t awkward, and I don’t want you to move out, that’s the opposite of what I want!”

      You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, he wasn’t freaked out? He wanted you to stay? You were so confused, and then you did something you weren’t expecting.

      “What do you want?” you whispered, afraid to look him in the eyes. You saw his feet shuffle forward.

      “I want you.”

      Your breath caught.

      He liked you? Why would he like you? He was smart, attractive, funny, he could have any girl he wanted, but he wanted you? This didn’t make sense.

      “Y/N,” he said quietly, moving as close to you as he could get without physically touching you. “I like you, ever since the day I met you I’ve liked you.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “You’re brilliant, and you’re gorgeous, and you’re caring, and if you left the bunker, I don’t know what I’d do.” Your heart was pounding, “In fact, I don’t just like you,” you looked up, “I’m in love with you.”

      Your world exploded.

      Sam Winchester was in love with you. The man you’d been pining after for years, the man who never failed to make your day brighter, the man who made you feel like maybe this messed up world wasn’t such a bad place after all, was in love with you, and you had no idea what to say.

      You should really say something.

      “Uh, Y/N? Sam asked cautiously, “I don’t want to pressure you or anything, but, uh, it would be nice if you said something, I’m kind of freaking out here.” Sam looked anxious. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry, I thought -”

      He started to back away, but you grabbed his arm. “I love you too.”

      Sam stopped. “What?”

      “I said, I love you, too.” You were louder this time and you brought your eyes up to meet his. Sam broke into a wide grin. Then without warning, he had his arms wrapped around your waist, your feet off of the ground, and his lips pressed against yours.

      “Maybe that truth spell wasn’t so bad,” Sam said breathlessly, once he finally set you back on the ground.

      “Yeah, maybe not,” you grinned, and then kicked your foot out to shut your bedroom door.

      The antidote would have to wait.


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Insecurities

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Slight Angst/Fluff 

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: In which you’re absolutely insecure but Jimin doesn’t agree on how you view yourself. IDKKK 

Note: I’m just testing stuff out hehe. This is all just an experiment to see if I could become confident again in what I write lol.

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It was one of those days that Jimin comes over and the two of you would watch all the latest movies and episodes of dramas that the both of you haven’t watched yet. It was hard for Jimin to come by these days since he’s an aspiring idol and he became a trainee a few months back. But he still managed to hang out with you  from time to time. 

The two of you were watching a romance type of drama that made you want to scream how obvious it was that the female lead would end up with the guy that was always with her from the start. Even if she was pining over some other guy in the current episode.

It was undeniably warm in your room even if it was pouring outside. You were lying comfortably on Jimin’s chest as he had his arms wrapped around you with his head resting comfortably on your shoulder. The laptop was placed in front of the both of you with your pillows near the side of it due to the mini pillow fight you and Jimin had over to see who get’s to choose first. Obviously, he won seeing as the two of you weren’t watching Suspicious Partner as of now.

By the end of the episode, it got you thinking a whole bunch of negative thoughts. Especially since you just watched a typical romance drama. It’s been a little over 8 months since you last had been in a relationship. And that relationship didn’t last that long either. 

“Hey, Jimin?”

 “Hm?”

“I’m not worth anyone’s time, aren’t I?”

He looked over to you with shock written all over his face on what you said. “What? I mean it’s obvious that no one wants me. I barely have a love life.” 

“Don’t say that, (Y/N)-”

“To be honest, I don’t think I would even date myself. Look at me, I’m ugly, not slim enough and I’m definitely not smart. I don’t have charisma nor do I have an appeal to guys. I’m socially awkward, have less than mediocre skills in cooking and I don’t have any talents. I’m just a plain gray not-so-unique (Y/N). Plus I laugh like a windshield wiper and I’m always never the ideal type of the guy I like.”

By the end of what you said, the room was silent and you had unwrapped yourself from his arms and brought your knees to your chest while looking at your bedroom floor with glassy eyes.

“(Y/N), you’re not any of those. You’re outstandingly beautiful, you got a perfect body even if it isn’t the ideal body type and god, if I could tell you how many damn times you’ve beaten me in a debate because of all that knowledge you have I would. If you only knew how other guys look at you and wish they get to call you theirs. You are the kindest person I have met. And who wouldn’t want a beautiful, smart, kind and caring person to be theirs?”

He certainly knew he would.

You scoffed and looked up at him with a few tears rolling down your face as you look at him with disbelief. “Would you date me?” You said those words so sarcastically since you knew he would never look at you in that way.

“Yes.” At least you thought you knew. And he didn’t have a hint of hesitation in his voice. Your eyes grew wide as you slowly took in his answer. And realization hit you, it was just to make you feel better. He wouldn’t actually want to. You would know, you fell in love with him long ago. But he never saw you in that light. So you tried to move on. And it sort of worked. Sort of.

“Thanks Jimin. But I know that you will never see me that way. If this just to make me feel better, it’s not working. “ By now, you were on the verge of breaking down. Since the feelings you thought were gone yet again resurfaced. And it’s not helping in any way.

 He scooted over to where you sat down with your hands to your face trying to stop the tears. He took your hands in his. You slowly looked up to him. And you were beyond confused as to why he was crying too. You were about to ask what was wrong and why he was crying but he spoke first.

“Please, (Y/N), stop doing this to yourself. You were always like this ever since we met back in high school. I thought in time, you would become more confident and realize that you’re already perfect. You say you’re the walking epitome of imperfections. But do you know what I see? I see absolute perfection made into 1 person. And I can’t believe I got lucky enough to even be this close to you.”

“S-Stop, Jimin. Just please. I understand that you’re my best friend and that you probably feel obligated to make me feel better. but it isn’t working-”

“Repeat what you said but instead direct it at me.”

He said those words with utmost seriousness in his eyes that you know he wasn’t joking when he said that.

“J-Jimin. I can’t-”

“Why not?”

“Because I’d feel terrible! You aren’t any of those. You’re the exact opposite.”

“Then don’t say that to yourself. That’s how I feel whenever you say those type of things. You don’t know how many times I’d come back to the dorms already missing you and feeling butterflies fluttering in my stomach over the previous activities we do. You don’t know how many times I wake up feeling giddy on the thought of just seeing you and seeing you laugh and smile because of me. You don’t know how many times I think of you praising me and feeling proud of all the accomplishments I achieved. And that thought drives me to be more determined to work harder.”

You opened your mouth to speak but he pulled you to his chest. making your head rest against his chest and his head buried in the crook of your neck. He wasn’t finished yet.

“And all these small intimate moments we have like cuddling, I sometimes think that we’re actually in a relationship and this is how it feels to call you mine. And oh god, don’t get me started on how I had to hold myself back from kissing the life out of you after getting a taste of your oh-so-addicting lips after you got dared to kiss me. And hell, if you only knew how much my pride and ego boosted when I knew that was your first kiss. Fuck, and those times where I see you with other guys and I see how they look at you. I try my hardest to try and stop myself from showing them who you belong to even if there isn’t even an us. Yet, hopefully.”

He felt him smile a little before continuing on.

“And it hurts me to see you like this. And I try everyday to remind you you’re worth so much more than what you think you’re worth.”

By the time he finished what he wanted to say, the both of you were sobbing relentlessly into each other. Part of you was really touched on what he said, another part of you was going blank. It’s still trying to process and comprehend what the hell this meant. 

A while later, the both of you calmed down.And there was just a resonating silence in the room. The atmosphere was so awkward you wanted the Earth to swallow you up. Jimin had his arms already unwrapped around you and you could feel his intense gaze on you.

“(Y/N), please say something. I know you’re probably confused right now, but your silence is killing me.” He chuckled a bit, trying to lighten the mood. But deep down, your silence did nothing but help him think that this was going to end in the worst case scenario he thought of.

“Did you mean all of that?”

“Yes! God (Y/N), you really want me to say it out loud, don’t you? I love you. And how many times do I have to tell you, you’re not any of those and you’re perfect.”

You smiled. You went nearer to him and hugged him. Jimin visibly relaxed under your touch. You went back to your neglected laptop and typed in your password. 

“Wait, what does that make us? Are we like- in a relatio-”

“Shhh. Let’s just figure all that later. For now, it’s time to watch Suspicious Partner.”

And he got quiet after that. But he had possibly the most heartwarming smile on and leaned back on your bed’s headboard. You sat in between his legs and got comfortable on his chest. You pressed the play button and waited for it to load.

“Hey (Y/N)?”

“Yeah?”

“Now that I thought about it, you do sound like a windshield wiper when you laugh.”

“YAH.“

Your tone may sound a bit angry but you can’t help but laugh silently at that. You knew he was only teasing. Hopefully.

“Oh, and Chim?”

“Hm?” You hadn’t called him Chim in a while so he got a bit surprised on hearing you call him that again.

And soon enough, he felt a pair of lips on his cheek. But it was far too soon when you pulled away and cheekily smiled at him. His face was basically a tomato now. The spot where you gave him a small peck still tingled and he swears he could still feel the ghost of your lips on it. 

“I love you too.” 

For the rest of the episode and even in the other shows you two watched, he couldn’t focus entirely on it. His eyes kept glancing back at you if you would do it again but you were far too immersed in whatever was happening to do anything. Once he realized that, he just gave up and basked the feeling of having you close to him and finally being able to call you his, your I love you too ringing in his head over and over again. He liked this feeling. He could get used to feeling this. 

              PERSON OF INTEREST SENTENCE STARTERS ( SEASON 1   /   FIRST PART. )

❝ when you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone different, someone better. ❞ 
❝ you don’t learn how to fight like that in the regular army. ❞ 
❝ so am i in trouble ? ❞ 
❝ bad things happen to people every day. you can’t stop them. ❞ 
❝ the property’s in a kind of limbo. ❞ 
❝ but I should tell you… i’m a really private person. ❞ 
❝ you need a purpose. ❞ 
❝ you don’t talk to people who just walk into the joint! ❞ 
❝ ______… you worried about me? I’m touched! ❞ 
❝ you’re going to need to trust somebody at some point. ❞
❝ in the end, we’re all alone and no one is coming to save you. ❞ 
❝ you have a .45 under the counter and a shotgun next to the register, and I can get to them both before you. ❞ 
❝ don’t you knock? ❞ 
❝ point that thing at me again and I’ll shoot you with it. ❞ 
❝ or maybe there are no good people. ❞ 
❝ everybody needs somebody to talk to. ❞ 
❝ i did say please. ❞ 
❝ no question is ever innocent from you. ❞ 
❝ go play with your son. ❞ 
❝ i was reading between the lines. ❞ 
❝ you want to get out of here? ❞ 
❝ you ever see two cats in a bag? ❞ 
❝ to do something illegal. ❞ 
❝ it’s not as easy as it looks. ❞ 
❝ it’s just beginning. veni. vidi. vici. ❞ 
❝ teaching can be a dangerous profession. ❞ 
❝ yes, i imagine espionage is a much safer choice. ❞ 
❝ who kicked his ass sideways? ❞ 
❝ i’m highly uncomfortable being here. ❞ 
❝ i lose my patience when i get shot. ❞ 
❝ i was called a monster. even the blackest heart still beats. ❞ 
❝ i always thought i’d die in a place that didn’t know my name. ❞ 
❝ you think anyone will care for our names? ❞
❝ it’s going around the neighborhood. ❞
❝ i just want to let you know that you’re not alone. ❞
❝ was this guy wearing a suit ? ❞
❝ i breached the space/time continuum. not really … but i did sense my privacy being invaded. ❞
❝ you know that’ll never happen. ❞
❝ that joke never gets old. ❞
❝ poke him in the eyes? that’s your technique? ❞ 
❝ you gotta love a girl with good security habits. ❞ 
❝ i don’t suppose they’d let us be cell-mates. ❞ 
❝ i looked for a i’m-sorry-i-got-you-shot card, but they were all out. ❞ 
❝ he’s one of those rich loner types, the kind you’d call strange if he didn’t have so much cash. he’s  ‘ eccentric. ‘ ❞ 
❝ thank you, here i was going to move at a sloth-like pace and get myself captured.  ❞ 
❝ i’ll be joining you tonight. ❞ 
❝ if you’re going to do something wrong, do it right. ❞ 
❝ you’ll think of something. ❞ 
❝ i always pictured you in the back of my car… in handcuffs. ❞ 
❝ the most efficient way to lose in a fight is to act without knowing your enemy. ❞ 
❝ oh, i’m fine ______. thanks for asking. ❞ 
❝ let me guess, you need another favor. ❞ 
❝ in the marines they taught us the fastest way to clean your weapon was to shoot a couple of people with it. ❞ 
❝ in the army, they taught us the fastest way to get shot was to fail to clean your weapon. ❞ 
❝ outstanding, i’ll be spending two days with hair gel and a pin-striped suit. ❞ 
❝ she knocked down the books and walked off… ❞ 
❝ people start targeting children, there are no rules. ❞ 
❝ thanks for reminding me of that! ❞ 
❝ whenever you show up, trouble’s just around the corner. ❞ 
❝ that’s a terrible plan, but i like it, so let’s do it.   ❞ 
❝ they all say I got the wrong guy. ❞ 
❝ i’m in the mood for indian. ❞ 
❝ did you forget to set your alarm? ❞ 
❝ you are my backup. ❞ 
❝ i am the evolution of organized crime. ❞ 
❝ you two think you’re safe because there’s just one of me, that I’m weak and that you’re strong. that’s not strength. that’s weakness. look at you, a bunch of jealous idiots. liars, betraying each other. ❞ 
❝ the problem with trying to be the bad guy, there’s always someone worse. ❞ 
❝ the thing about striking out on your own is that’s usually how you end up. ❞ 
❝ he killed his friend and shot me in the back, i wasn’t thinking of protecting him.   ❞ 
❝ i should have shot you and simplified my life. ❞ 
❝ what am I supposed to be, now that she’s gone? when you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone different. someone better. when that person’s taken from you, what do you become then? ❞ 
❝ and that’s where i come in. ❞ 
❝ i was lucky. i had four years of happiness. some people only get four days. ❞ 
❝ they all can’t be babies and mafia dons! ❞ 
❝ this ‘ thing ‘ has already saved countless lives. ❞ 
❝ that nice young lady had a .45 pointed at me under her desk. ❞ 
❝ does she / he really need help in that regard? ❞ 
❝ i’m so tired of running. ❞ 
❝ so nice to finally meet you. you can call me ______. ❞ 
❝ now you’re going to help me get him back. ❞ 

anonymous asked:

Melly, rumor has it Harry is only doing 5 interviews and the album is going to be released in a short time frame. Is Harry's music being dropped down the same well as Zayn's?

I can feel it in my boobs that Harry is about to be a Business Hoe masterclass in what happens when you have all the of the label’s resources behind you and a top management team ready to cut a hoe if someone so much as breathes at Harry wrong. With really artful press positioning, those 5 interviews with top tier media outlets can be just as effective as if Harry did 5 dozen interviews, especially if they cover different types (so radio, print, television, digital). 

If the rumors are true and Harry’s only doing 5 interviews, right out of the gate we know he’s already done two top tier outlets in two different mediums: SNL (TV) & BBC1 (Radio). My guess is that whatever the other 3 interviews will be, at least one of them will be a top tier print publication.

The record label is a business first and foremost, and they gave a Harry a huge advance. They are going to put all their boobs and Business Hoe muscle into making that record a success in those first initial weeks with (this is just my guess) national ads, social media and print campaigns, etc because their main goal is to recoup the money they spent. What’s super clutch here is that when the initial hype dies down, Harry will then start doing press for Dunkirk, so you’re going to have Harry constantly in front of mind. 

gloster  asked:

First off hi. *waves excitedly* Second, I have a question that have been on my mind that involves your fav HP? Why is Draco is your favorite character? Don't get me wrong, I love him. He's my favorite boy to the series, second to Harry. But I know you're a hardcore, ride or die Draco Malfoy defender. I'm curious on why. And has it been since the beginning of the series or close to the ending? And did the movies play a part in it?

okay, this answer’s gonna be a bit long…

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SHINee’s back. Listening to their songs made me realize some stuffs. I know they aren’t as popular as groups like BTS, EXO, and other rising groups. I know that lately, songs like BTS’s Fire or Dope is really popular. All those music is great I admit, I like it, there’s a reason why those groups or why their music is so popular. Listening to SHINee’s comeback song this time made me realize that SHINee doesn’t go after the norm, kind of overrated, or popular trends. They have, did and tried out different type of styles. The thought “Ah… SHINee has their own colors.” just naturally came to me. I’m so overwhelmed by their charms, they are so radiant, highlighted with their unique colors. 

I’m so proud to be a Shawol, so proud of their music, so proud of SHINee. 

For all the Jughead fuckery, there is one thing Cole Sprouse said that I liked: the fact that the Archie comics characters are like an acting troupe and that that’s why you could insert them into any situation and it would work, so long as you maintained the essence of the characters, (which Riverdale did NOT, but that’s another story). Like, all those stories in the comics where they adapt a fairy tale or like, where they did an adaptation of Thor–those were good. They really bring out the characters’ personalities and they’re entertaining. I just wish they’d do more of that type of stuff, and maybe do some cool/darker adaptations, like Veronica as Hedda Gabler or something.

  • Norway: wow the stars are beautiful
  • Denmark: yeah they are
  • Norway: you know who else is beautiful?
  • Denmark: *blushes* who
  • Norway: Iceland
  • Denmark:
  • Norway:
  • Denmark:
  • Norway: did you know that he still sleeps with a light on because he hates the dark? he also doesn't like sour things and he hates anything spicy, so when he has to eat either of those types he makes this really cute "ick" face and scrunches up his nose. also--
  • Denmark: he likes sweet things right? chocolate especially, and he picks out the green m&ms because thats one of his favorite colors. did you see that framed photo of all of us on his dresser when you go into his room? it's just me, you and him, not even fin or sve. he gets so embarrassed about it.
  • Norway: i know, right? furthermore--

Anyone want a really simple (and potentially kinda shitty) quick mouse doodle of their fish like this one I just did of Dexter?

Won’t do these for long, just feel like doodlin. Yours will probably not turn out as nice as this one, to be honest, cause I draw Dexter all the time and could probably do it with my eyes closed.

Also, I don’t actually much enjoy drawing bettas, so while I’m willing to draw a couple, I really don’t want to draw a ton of them. So if you have any other fish species please ask for those fish instead and let the people who get bettas be betta-only people? (Except probably wild types, I don’t think I could get as easily burnt out on those. Request all the wild types you want.)

Oh, also preferably fish you actually own and not just a random species suggestion just cause?

Won’t necessarily draw every single request I get, and probably not in order either. If yours is too hard to draw or no fun, it’ll get booted to the bottom of the list and either I get to it or I don’t. Sorry, but to be fair this is free so…

anonymous asked:

I just finished Saeyoung's route and the ANGST!! How about some hurt/comfort for him and MC?

I wasn’t sure what kind of hurt/comfort you wanted and when do you want it to take place. Like cheating, Seven pushing you away, him feeling useless because he can’t get to Saeran. And like, before the after ending or after the after ending. So I’ll just go with a smol scenario of him pushing you away while you’re both in Rika’s apartment and you just like do n e. SO YEAH! 


You were clueless.

Why? You may be wondering. Well, the answer’s simple. 

Seven.

Did you do something wrong? Did you say something that might’ve upset him in the chat? Because this wasn’t the Luciel Choi you knew, this was some other person. 

Ever since he arrived at Rika’s apartment he’s been this harsh and cold person you never, not in a million years, thought he would be. And, honestly, it felt as if the mere sight of you was poison to him. 

Of course you never voiced your complaints, instead, you decided to take care of him because he wasn’t doing that for himself. 

‘How has he survived so long? I can’t imagine how tired he must feel…’

“Umm, Luciel?” you asked in a louder than usual voice since he had his headphones on. 

No answer.

You decided to gather up some courage and tapped on his shoulder twice, bracing yourself for the harsh words you were about to hear. 

“What!? I think I told you not to bother me while I’m working didn’t I? Or do you want me to spell it out for you?” he glared at you, impatience written all over his face. 

The lump in your throat seemed to get tighter and you decided that looking away may be the best course of action. 

“I… I just wanted to let you know th-that dinners ready…” you trailed off, trying your best not to let the tears out. 

He rolled his eyes and as he turned around he said, “That’s it? I thought it was something important.”

“But.. you need to eat..” you knew it was useless to talk to him now because he had put his headphones back on.

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It was now 8:00 pm and he was still in the corner of the room, working. 

You were currently sitting on your (Rika’s) bed, editing a video that was due Monday. It was funny. How your life was in extreme danger, yet here you were, doing schoolwork. 

Deciding to give the video its final touches tomorrow, you took off your headphones and the only sound that enveloped the room was the faint clicking of Seven’s keyboard.

You cast a glance at him and felt a longing so strong you had to stop yourself from standing up and rushing to hug him. 

You stood off the bed and stretched before you suddenly noticed how cold it was. You walked over to your drawer and decided to put on a simple black hoodie. ‘Is Seven cold?’

His face was illuminated by the light emitted from the screen. ‘He probably is…’ 

Grabbing a blanket from the bed, you walked over to Seven and tapped once again on his shoulder. 

The moment he looked over at you, you couldn’t help but flinch. It was a look of pure annoyance and it was all directed towards you. 

“What now!?” he said sharply, angrily taking off his headphones. 

“It’s cold.. so I thought you’d like a blanket…” you offered it to him, deciding to focus on his hair.

He looked at the blanket then at you then turned around, giving his back to you. You shook your head before tapping on his shoulder again. 

“Oh my God! Now what!?” he finally stood up, headphones off, and towered over you.

“I just wanted you to take this blanket since it’s so co—” he cut you off.

“Didn’t you understand!? I don’t need anything from you! I don’t need you at all. Stay away from me! You’re nothing more than a huge annoyance! Why would I ever need you near me!? The Seven you pictured is not the one you’ll get. You disappointed? Then. Deal. With. It. Yourself. I don’t want your stupid feelings, they’re useless to me, so why don’t you do me a favor and back off!”

You stared at him with incredulous eyes. Did he really just say all those things to you? Did he really just… 

“Oh… Okay, I didn’t know that. I—” your voice broke and that was when tears decided to come out. He looked down at you with cold eyes before turning around and sitting back down. 

You simply turned around, grabbed your purse and your keys, walked out of the apartment, then shut the door behind you. 

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You fucking idiot. You stupid fucking idiot!’ 

Seven was still typing away, feeling nothing but guilt inside of him. He had gone overboard, he was too harsh. You would never forgive him.

You don’t need their forgiveness. It’s better if they stay away from you.’

But still, he did cross a line right there. He could tell by your eyes, the way the light in them seemed to shut off. ‘I need to apologize.’ And with that, he made up his mind, stood up and turned around only to find the apartment empty. 

He felt panic bubble up inside before he thought, ‘The bathroom.’

He made his way over the the bathroom door and knocked lightly, “Oy, MC, open up.”

No answer. 

He knocked again, then again, and finally he decided to just walk in only to find no one there. That was when he felt as if all air had been sucked away from him. 

It had been four hours since their fight and she was nowhere to be seen. 

It was late and dark and you were out there, by yourself, at risk of being kidnapped. He was about to head out when the front door swung open and you walked into the apartment. 

He’d never felt more relieved in his entire life.

The moment you walked into the apartment you locked eyes with Seven and felt your heart shatter into a million pieces once again. ‘He never cared. He never did. It was a lie. He hates you.’ Those thoughts wouldn’t leave your mind ever since you left for the park.

You thought a long walk there would help you clear your thoughts but it proved impossible. So you decided to head back home before you did something stupid.

Angry Seven was never good. 

He stormed towards you and stopped less than one feet away from you. You could feel anger seep off of him and you just didn’t feel like having it so you quietly walked past him and started to discard your clothes until you were left in pants and a shirt. 

The redhead simply looked at you, rage bubbling up inside of him. You looked like the RFA wasn’t just recently threatened. 

Once you were about to sit on your bed he took a hold of your wrist and pulled you towards him harshly.

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? DO YOU KNOW WHAT COULD’VE HAPPENED!? SOMEONE COULD’VE TAKEN YOU! SOMEONE COULD’VE HURT YOU, YOU IDIOT!” his grip becoming stronger, making you wince.

“And whose fault is that?” you said, your voice void of emotion. You’d literally gotten tired of crying and now you simply felt… empty.

He was taken aback by your words before saying, “You should care for yourself.”

You saw red.

“STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE LUCIEL CHOI! YOU TOLD ME YOU DIDN’T CARE, YOU TOLD ME TO BACK OFF, SO THAT’S WHAT I DID! SO STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE YOU GIVE A SHIT AND LET GO OF ME!” you snatched your arm away from his grip. 

Then you felt something wet run down your cheeks. Well, looks like your tears weren’t completely dry yet.

He was overwhelmed by guilt at that point and he couldn’t stop himself.

Seven stepped closer towards you and wrapped his arms slowly around you, burying his face in your hair. “I care. I shouldn’t. But I do.”

You froze. 

“Please, don’t pretend like you do. Please just stop. You told me.” you tried to push him away, but to no avail.

He pressed your figure closer to him and shook his head. “Stop. Just… stop talking please. Believe me when I say I do. I am sorry.” 

Once he felt you lean into his touch, he felt a huge wave of relief wash over him. You were too tired to keep talking and you felt your lids start to drop.

Luciel took notice of this and guided towards your bed, sitting down next to you and waiting until he was sure you fell asleep. Once you were, he leaned in closer and pressed a gentle kiss to you forehead before whispering, “I’m sorry. I love you.”


I’M SORRY IF THIS IS SHITTY! BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! <3 

[REQUESTED] BTS reaction - to Jungkook having a girlfriend

Jin: He would honestly teach Jungkook how to treat you, and be a gentleman. Things like lending you his jacket when you are cold, or would secretly help him making some dinners for you when it’s your anniversary etc. Rather than being protective of Jungkook, I can honestly see him growing protective of you. If Jungkook were to treat you a little badly ( I honestly don’t see him being nasty to his s/o), he would “knock some sense into him”

Originally posted by jeonsshi


Namjoon: When he would find out the first time, he would start laughing a little, just because he wouldn’t imagine the maknae getting a girlfriend that quickly ‘especially with how he is around girls lol’, but would try and hide his laughter because he didn’t want to be disrespectful. Like Jin, he would also be the type to give advise about relationships, since I can imagine that those two would more or less be the most experienced. He would tell him things like what kind of romantic things he could do on their anniversary etc.

Originally posted by jinkooks


Yoongi: I can see him not really caring. All he would really care about is if this relationship would effect his work, and his work ethic. If it did, he would tell him some advice like, “ you can balance the two out… I just don’t think it’s good for you or her if this were to effect the quality of your work… Maybe you could have 4 hours every week off just for her, the rest of the time you can primarily focus on the music *thoughtful nod*

Originally posted by swag-korea


Hoseok: He would want to get to know you. He would understand how much Jungkook must have been comfortable around you to confess, and would simply want to get to know you. The first time you would meet him, he would say something like ” Oh, hello there… So you’re the mystery girl that Jungkook can’t stop talking about *smirk* *eyebrow wiggle thing lol 'idk what you call it’*

Originally posted by bangthebae


Jimin: Although many other reactions say that Jimin would be protective, and a little jealous of Jungkook’s s/o, I disagree. I think that Jimin would be extremely happy for Jungkook that he found someone that fits him so well, because I can honestly see Jungkook being pretty picky when it comes to his s/o. Jimin is a really caring person, and he would feel joy by seeing the people he cares about, happy. If you two were clearly meant for each other, he would be your number one supporter 'and fanboy *cough**cough*. I can imagine him taking photos of you two cuddling together,secretly taking videos of you two flirting, anything that a fangirl/fanboy would do to be honest.

Originally posted by myjaebutt


Taehyung: He would also want to become best friends with Jungkook’s s/o. He’s simply a very social person, and would easily become friends with you 'sorry this is so bad, I just think that he wouldn’t really care if Jungkook suddenly got a girlfriend, I mean other people’s business right?’

Originally posted by bangtanboys-official


Jungkook: He would have to be extremely comfortable to introduce you to the members, so I can’t really see him being that flustered. However, I can imagine him getting very very blushy when Jungkook or Taehyung would tease him about his “puppy love”, and would say something like “we..well at least I HAVE a girlfriend *nervous laugh*. When he would introduce you to the members,rather than being flustered, he would be very nervous about the other member’s reactions. He would be holding your hand, very tightly from the beginning, and every time a member said something, he would squeeze your hand a little tighter, merely because of how nervous he was. When he would realize that all of the members are completely fine with him dating, he would take a relieved sigh, then look at you and say something like ” I.. I told you not to be nervous Jagi *nervous chuckle* I knew everything would go fine *hehe*“, even though it was actually HIM backing out every time YOU suggested that he introduce you to the other members.

Originally posted by ziontdaily


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Chris Evans in Modern Weekly (HD Photos + Interview)

MW: Who do you think Captain America loved the most? Carter? Black Widow? Or Bucky? (All characters from the movie Avengers 2) (note: I have no idea why they said characters in Avengers 2 cuz Peggy and Bucky were absent from AOU, maybe they made a mistake and meant Cap 2)

CE: Bucky, I believe. Of course Captain America loves everyone, but of all those people, Bucky is the only friend who links him to his whole life.

[Full English translation of the interview under the cut]

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Here’s a couple mildly terrible pictures of all the THAC Pops I gave to the boys! (with bonus @admiralskywhale in the background of one :P) Click through for some actual decent pictures of each individual Pop, with a bit of detail on how I made each one as well! :O

(WARNING: THIS IS AN EXTREMELY LONG-ASS, IMAGE-HEAVY POST.)

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