I literally LOVE all of your stories and to me you just can't do wrong. I also love how you're an OG in writing yet encourage and support other writers. Stay beautiful. Stay humble. And please never stop writing. :)
Awww thank you, Anon. That is very kind of you to say; you really flatter me. I’m glad to have been able to produce writing you’ve enjoyed. Thank you for your continued support. With other writers, I like to help out where I can. Richonne writers are my people, and I love my people! I think it’s important to nurture talent in fandom, whether it’s through recommending someone’s fic or leaving a review on their story. We’ve all had to start somewhere, and I know I wouldn’t be here now if it wasn’t for fellow writers and wonderful readers who supported me over the years. A little encouragement goes a long way. Well, that’s how I look at it. Thanks again! This lovely message made me smile 😊😊😊
No you are not trying to understand anything. Because labels are the opposite of understanding.
What does courage have to do with the color of a man’s skin?
Who am I?
Do you mean where I’m from?
What I one day might become?
What I do? What I’ve done?
What I dream?
Do you mean … what you see or what I’ve seen?
What I fear or what I dream?
Do you mean who I love?
Do you mean who I’ve lost?
Who am I?
I guess who I am is exactly the same as who you are.
Not better than, not less than.
Because there is no one who has been or will ever be
exactly the same as either you or me.
I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye., I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend. – Shawn had invited you over for the afternoon, and since you two were friends since before you could talk, you didn’t think anything of it. But when you heard him saw that he liked you, more than a friend, you didn’t know what to do. “Shawn, I love you, but not- not in that way. I’m really sorry, but I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye. And, as much as I don’t want it to, I don’t know if you’ll want to talk to me anymore.” You said, chewing on your lower lip.
Shawn nodded a few times, not really showing any emotions. “It’s- it’s ok, it’s fine. I’ll text you.” He said, and you left his house.
He walked into his sister’s room, and collapsed on her bed. Aaliyah looked at him, frowning. “What’s up, big bro?”
“I’m stupid.” He said.
“What do you mean? You’re not stupid.” Aaliyah said, setting her phone down.
Sighing, Shawn looked at her. “I am, I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in move with my best friend.”
Canada, i really do love you but i have a complaint about your restrooms. The gaps between the stall doors and the wall that mean anyone queueing can see you. The weird shallow toilet basins that if you arent super careful you end up dipping your fingers into the water as you wipe your butt. Your self flushing toilets, THAT FLUSH WHILST YOU ARE STILL SITTING ON THEM.
Happy Birthday to my best friend ❤ I chose this photo because this depicts us perfectly. We never have any idea what we’re doing!
I love you to the moon and back and couldn’t have done these past 6 months without you.
(to the tune of beat it) write ittttt,write it,write itttt, write it everybody wants you to write it 🎶(make it have a happy ending tho please I can't take too much angst)whatever you write I know it going to be amazing I adore your fics.The one where they both want to propose at the same time is still one of my faves. also I know you love adding smut to your fics (which I love) do you think you can factor it into that story I'm just not sure where I could see it. Anyway keep being amazing 😘💕
I need to focus on the Big Bang but literally all I can see in my mind is Aaron asking him repeatedly what happened that night and he’s getting more and more frustrated and Robert finally yells that he doesn’t remember it happening and then freezing because he doesn’t. Remember. It. Happening. But he knows it did. And Aaron asks him, more gently, if he told her he wanted to have sex with her and he just shakes his head and tells him no…..
(1) It’s starting now but why do I have tears (2) A concert that didn’t mean nothing. Also, again, happiness comes from my fans, who no one can bother. I’ll protect you. You’ll only love me, really. My fans cannot get hurt but I can get hurt. Don’t get hurt. I really do love you so much. So, so much.. I love you.. Our sleeping hours have cut shorter so we can have cooler concerts in bigger arenas, and we’ll show more people. If tired, you can rest later but instead.. Thank you so much for letting me receive so much love from people like me.. Sigh, really why am I so happy? I love you and thank you, really.
I.M’S REPLIES: (1) Yes, alright. I love you too, go to sleep now? (2) My Monbebes, I love you and thank you so much. I treasure you, sleep well. I love you too, yes. Now…
(3) I’m reading the letters and I am so happy, am I a person worthy of this much love? I really live with so much bloom. I am so happy. (4) Really, I will make many good songs. I will be the greatest person to my fans. I love you so much.
I.M’S REPLY: Wow… I thought you were sleeping. But the ones who are not sleeping, hurry up and sleep before we throw you out.
MINHYUK’S REPLIES: (1) Stop. (2)
(3) If you do it again (4)
translated by fymonsta-x ϟ take out with full credit.
And at what point do you stop being a part of me? At what point do I stop loving you? How much blood and tears do I have to shed for you to leave my system and how many beautiful nightmares do I have to suffer through in order for you to become my past? At what point? Because I’m. Tired.
BTS Reaction to You Finding Out They’re With You Cause of a Bet
Requested by @yona–hime;“Bts reacting to you finding out that the reason they approached you was because of a bet even though you’re an item now and they’ve actually fallen for you. I’m in the mood for a bit of angst.”
Note: bless your soul, angst is everything. *credit to gif owners*
"Is that what I really mean to you?” You questioned and he instantly felt his throat swell, his heart threatening to burst as he looked to you in dread. You had found out that he was with you because of a bet, but little did you know that he was actually in love with you.
“Save it, Seokjin.” You whispered, not sparing the man a second glance and although he wanted more than anything to engulf you into his arms; he was scared that he would break you further.
He let you scream at him, he watched those tears cascade down your cheeks as anger was slowly overfilling you to the core. He did nothing but stare, wanting to say anything or do something but he knew deep inside, that he deserved whatever you threw at him. “Was I only a game to you?” You choked, and something within him shattered.
He slightly dipped his head, giving you his full attention and you froze from seeing his eyes whirl in internal fumes. “Please, don’t ever say that again,” his voice was monotone but you felt the anger interlacing his every word, “believe me when I say this, I truly do love you.”
When he saw you from a distance, he ran to you through the empty building with a large smile plastered onto his face, only for you to raise your hand to stop him silently. He was confused, and once you brought up the bet and how he could have lead you on for so long, his smile was no longer apparent as he stared to you apologetically. “I love you,” his voice was weak, running a shaky hand through his hair as he couldn’t bear to look you in the eyes. “And if you leave, it’ll break me..because,” his eyelids fluttered shut, taking a deep breath before looking into your eyes, “you’ll be taking a part of me with you.”
"Is it true you’re only with me because of a bet?”
His whole body stiffened, eyes filled with horror as he slowly watched your features go from calm to sudden disbelief. He was quick, not even giving you a chance to yell at him as he began to speak in the speed of light — explaining everything to you. “I know you know that I love you,” he proclaimed, grabbing your hand as he began to rub soft circles on the back of it with his thumb. “And all I know is that if I didn’t put that bet into action,” he gulped, “then I wouldn’t have ever been able to call you mine..”
He felt utterly disgusted with himself, knowing it sounded horrible that you were a target splurged in the middle of a bet. Yet, as you screamed to him to tell you why he did it, his eyes were clouding with tears. He didn’t know what to do, never wanting to hurt you but at the same time, he never wanted to lose you either. “I-I..” Sighing, he clasped your hands in his as he brought them up to his lips, pecking them softly. “I’m so sorry, but please, give me a chance.” He pleaded, a tear slowly trickling down his cheek. “I’ll do anything to show you that what I feel for you is..real.”
He didn’t know what was worse, you crying at finding out that he was only with you because of a bet or you throwing what he said to you during your intimate times to his face as if it were all lies. He meant no harm, and he knew it was his fault that this bet would soon interfere with his relationship with you. You were slamming your fists against his chest, pushing him back as his bangs covered his eyes like a sheer curtain before he grabbed you wrists — staring deeply into your eyes and freezing you in place. “I could have ignored the bet, but I didn’t, why?” He looked to the side, heartbeat racing as his eyes softened, “easy, because...*gif*”
He wished he could have said anything to keep you from walking away in tears, shattered pieces of your heart trailing behind you but he was in utter shock. He loved you so much, he wanted to keep you by his side forever and he only felt pathetic and weak at having crystallized to you finding out his dark and horrible secret. He was indeed a shell of what he used to be, his soul escaping after you to protect you from anything especially himself; and when the boys were worried about his state of mind and asked if he was okay, he could only shake his head no as the tears he tried so hard to keep at bay began to come crashing down. “I need her back..”