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Persona 5 Review! (Spoiler Free)

Ok, so I’ve played it twice, I’ve platinumed it, I’ve been through every f*cking rage quit, I died many times right before getting to the safe room, I’ve never seen it coming like a thousand times, and now, I can safely say, I love this game so much.

No joke. Persona 5 was everything I expected and more, much more. It surpassed my expectations in every aspect. And yes, this is gonna be anything but praise, and you can already guess which is going to be my final verdict on this, but still, I have to talk about this game.

So, like in its two predecessors, you play as a nameless protagonist, whom we’ll call Akira Kurusu (‘cause that’s his name in the manga and I like it very much) and who’s been falsely accused and now is under probation in Tokyo, the big city. Here, he’ll be taken under custody by Sojiro Sakura, the owner of the café Leblanc, and he’ll attend to this school with a very particular sense of fashion when it comes to its uniforms, Shujin Academy. Soon enough, Akira will discover that a strange app has been installed into his cellphone without his consent, and despite the many times he tried to delete it, it won’t go away.

From here on out, you can guess what will happen if you’ve played another Persona game before: he’ll discover he can summon creatures from hell itself and that there’s a world inside of the world where shadows live, he’ll come across other people who can summon things as well, and they’ll fight demons and stuff, and at the end, they’ll save the world with the power of friendship because if not, this is definitely not a jrpg. Pretty much the same concept from previous games.

But at the same time is completely different, new and fresh.

Persona 5 revolves around the themes of ’freedom’, and ’being slaved by society’. The topic of corrupt and rotten adults is also brought up many times. And it does it perfectly. From the beginning, you get absorbed by the prejudice they throw upon Akira for being a ‘delinquent’ under probation. You can feel how they speak behind his back, how they look away while he walks past them. You put yourself in his shoes, and you sympathize with his bad luck. That’s a very special moment for the player and the protagonist, for it hadn’t happened in previous Personas: this is the very first Persona game in which the main character has the heaviest story pre-game and you feel it. And with 'heavy’ I mean, seen, clear, present, because yes, the P3 Protagonist had a very sad past, but the game barely touched upon the death of his/her parents, and regarding Yu Narukami… well… yeah, he comes from the city and… yeah, that’s it.

Akira is a character already stablished, the responses you can choose for him have a tendency to seem rebellious, the way he smirks, taunts his enemies and acts proudly of himself… He is, in every way, a character on his own, and not a chance a representation of what the player want him to be. And that’s GREAT!

And not just him. The friends you come across in this path – The Phantom Thieves – may all seem a copycat of previous characters from previous games, but there’s always something that make them unique and original. The way Ryuji speaks and stands against everyone; Ann’s ideals of becoming an inspiration and her passionate love and care for her friend Shiho; Makoto’s concern about her sister and her own future and the pigeon-hole that chained her down for so many years; Futaba’s case of agoraphobia, with her tearful fears and her own demons; Yusuke’s hidden past shaped in a painting and his eccentric ideas; Haru’s heavy burden in following her father’s footsteps while at the same time realizing what she wants for herself; Akechi’s intrusive appearances, with a sad motive and a real self-centered issue; Morgana’s pursuit for his own past, and his devotion for the team. Yes, we already had that best friend who follows women in swimsuits (and actually buys a swimsuit for them cof cof Yosuke I’m looking at you cof cof), we already had the genius detective, the rich heiress to a big enterprise, the talking animal (stop it, Teddie, this is un-bear-able), the popular girl… but they all bring something new to the table. They’re all relatable at some point, and it’s hard to choose a favorite, for they all make you want to be part of that group of friends.

The story is so well thought that it makes me want to cry tears of joy. The main concept is to change the hearts of corrupt people: a sexual assaulter, an artist who plagiarizes his pupil’s work, a mafia leader… you get the idea. The Phantom Thieves risk their lives by entering Palaces, these people’s manifestation of their distorted desires, and they steal their 'treasure’ – in other words, they take away from the villain’s cognition that specific thing that made them corrupt in the first place. It can be a memento from their childhoods, it can be a very naïve object that, with time, created in them this sinful desire to abuse of others with their power. F*ck these guys, really.

And yeah, one thing leads to another… and… there’s like a wheel thing, things that happened at the beginning have repercussion later down the line… and… if I speak a little more I’ll be banned by Atlus 'cause spoilers. But, let me just say that if you believe that Persona 4’s story was clever and surprising, trust me, your jaw will fall to the floor many, maaaaany times in Persona 5. Like, really. You’ll envy these kids’ minds. You’ll never see it co- sorry, it just never gets old.

The gameplay remains true to Persona roots, and brings back the Shadow Negotiation, a mechanic that hadn’t been present since the Persona 2 duology. Before, you gained Personas at the end of the battle thanks to cards shufflin’ (the Shuffle Time Oh My God), but now, it’s up to you to convince the shadows you fight against to join your cause. The Velvet Room is also back, with a very grave-voiced Igor (and Oh, I wanna comment on this, but I can’t), and with two new assistants: Caroline and Justine, the twin wardens. You’ll be able to fuse Personas, just like in old times, but in this occasion you’ll have to decapitate the Personas you want to fuse to create a new one. Nice! There’s also an electric chair, a cell for lockdown and a hanging spot! Cute! All of these things bring new mechanics to the Velvet Room, that you’ll be taking advantage of. There are over 200 Personas to create, and there are some new ones, but don’t worry, we’ll be seeing the same old faces again (hee, hoo, Jack Frost is there too!).

As always, the Social Lin- pardon me, the ’confidants’ (f*ck it, they’re still Social Links, don’t bother me), will enchant the player and take your heart, no pun intended. Aside from fighting darkness itself inside the Palaces (which you should finish as fast as possible), you’ll be spending time with your party members and people from school and from around the city. It’s always good to see Akira interacting with his peers, but it was refreshing for me to see him with adults: in a society in which adults are all rotten and only think about themselves, he comes across some grown-ups that are worthy, that are still clean, and this goes to show that not all of the adults are corrupt, and not all of the teenagers are stupid and immature.

Akira grows close to the people around him, and you can sense his affection and theirs. There’s a big change as to how they regard our favorite delinquent: they slowly realize that he’s not a troublemaker as they made them believe, that he’s actually a noble fighter, and that he’s also worth fighting for. All their love, all their support, is seen and felt during the course of the game, and even more during the final hours. You’ll be grateful to have been close to all these people (I fully recommend to do a playthrough with all the Social Links maximized, it’ll give you, apart from a sense of satisfaction, the whole picture of what I’m talking about).

Social Links are now useful to the actual gameplay. Not only the party members learn new skills as in Persona 4 and passive skills as in Persona 3, but also the confidants outside of the party will give you perks and bonuses during the fights. For example, Mishima’s Social Link (Arcana Moon) will give you extra experience points for those playable characters that are on the reserves (you know, the ones you don’t like and don’t use), so now all of your characters level up at the same time, not just the four you choose. And it’s helpful as hell, believe me. Another Social Link, Hifumi Togo’s (Star Moon), lets you exchange the characters in battle for those who are on the reserves as well, so in a middle of a boss, if a character is low on hp or sp, you can change them for one who is fresh and ready to fight. And so on. That’s why it is advisable to maximize as many Social Links as you can (but don’t forget to boost your social stats from time to time!).

So, the story is great, the gameplay is addictive… and the music is downright REBELLIOUS. It’s so good that it makes you wanna put on a mask and go out to reform society in a costume. There are songs that you’ll never see – alright, I’ll stop. It’s just… I love 'Last Surprise’ so much. And 'Rivers in the Desert’. And 'With the Stars and Us’, especially the piano version, my goodness, is that a tear in my eye…?

At the end of the game, I found myself whispering how good it was. It was beautiful, and I cried, although it’s not a sad story. I cried because of how good, how joyful it was, because of how many laughs it gave me; I cried because it conveyed many feelings, it made me feel rage, sadness, pity, happiness, rage again, betrayal, surprise… I was amazed by how clever the story went, by how well implemented each mechanic was. I really don’t know how Atlus can top this game, but I’m sure they will, and Persona 5 won’t be the 'last surprise’, I hope.

I really am glad that this game exists. I waited for it not so much, because I entered the Persona world (and I’ve been sucked into it forever now) last year, but still, a few months of delay felt like an eternity, and by the end of March, I was yearning for this to finally be released.

I do have one complaint. Tiny. I really wished there were more easter eggs and references to past Persona games. I know you can see Rise’s poster, and also Kanami’s (which makes, unfortunately, Persona 4 Dancing All Night canon), and that they mention the other 'ace detective’, referring to Naoto Shirogane. I’ve read but not found that they also mention another detective with red sunglasses, making an allusion to Katsuya Suou, older brother of Tatsuya from Persona 2. But still, I was waiting for that trip to Inaba, or to Tatsumi Port Island, or to come across at least Yu Narukami. Something… more. But I guess we’ll see Akira interacting with previous wild card wielders in the not so far away future (yeah, you guessed it, most probably Persona 5 Arena is being developed right now). I just wished they put something more obvious into the game.

But that’s it. I want Atlus to keep on creating games, to keep on surprising me. If you’re a fan of the series, this game will blow your mind, because it brings everything from past games and make it better. If you’re new to the series, this game will blow your mind as well, but you’ll have a difficult time adjusting to the previous ones, if you ever wish to play them (I recommend it though, even Persona 2 Innocent Sin). All in all, it’s an excellent, EXCELLENT, jrpg, and everything we’ve been waiting for.

Persona 5 doesn’t disappoint.

i’m trying not to let it in. it’s just that every time i look at you i feel something different. i know it’s silly because summer is coming like a boulder down a mountain. but i see you and think of better futures. my horoscope says “You want to tell a loved one just how much you care about them, but you can’t find the words.“ what words would there be. when i’m around you everything is lighter and i forget how to talk about things. i want to impress you too much to speak. i know it’s silly. today’s love sign says “You just need to walk past the fear, and all will be well.” what about if i kiss you. what about if i ruin this whole thing. there’s bruises on me from the last time we held on to it. that’s the thing about wounds, see. they still hurt in the morning.

@nerdygirl1219​ asked: Hi there! Do you think you could make a “Dating Zach Dempsey Would Include…” or Zach x Reader? Either one is fine with me! <3


  • OKAY let’s get this party started by saying that zach dempsey is the cutest of the cuties. it’s a proven fact. f i g h t me.
  • he likes  to pinch your cheeks and tell you that you’re completely and utterly adorable even when you whine for him to stop
    • “but you’re so cuuteee”
    • “go away nerd”
    • “no that’s clay; (y/n), clay is the nerd”
  • you’re the one who managed to get zach to open up again and become a whole lot happier after hannah’s suicide
  • like he’s not as sad or as angry and you can calm him down really easily, so his night traumas happen less and less
    • though you still help him through the occasional one, offering support and letting him hug you really tight afterward and he doesn’t admit it but sometimes he tears up a little and you don’t say anything but you always notice because you just know him
  • he smiles more often and he’s always cracking ridiculous but cute jokes because you make him hella happy
  • he’s also super tall, yeah?
    • which is annoying but also useful because his sweatshirts and sweaters are bigger which equals more warmth for you to flop around in
  • frequent piggy back rides
    • lots of them because “you’re tired and i like carrying you”
  • playing with the bangs that fall in front of his eyes
    • and he really likes when you play with his hair, it’s probably the thing he looks forward to the most when he goes to sleep over your house because your hands feel nice and it relaxes him
    • that and the fact that you cuddle him
  • he has a lot of pet names for you. darling, love, baby, sweetheart, cutie, it ranges depending on his mood and what he wants.
  • he didn’t think he would be able to say i love you first, he thought that you were going to be the one to admit it, and then he’d say it back when he was ready. you thought that, too. but he was ready to say it the moment he first talked to you, the moment you smiled at him, and it wasn’t fake or forced.
    • so he said it first and you almost cried but you didn’t so that you could say it back and it was wonderful and ended in sex
    • woooooah alright ik that took a turn but i mean zach dempsey is a hormonal teenage boy and you’re really hot he can’t help it
  • he really loves kissing you. every second of every day.
    • not that you’re complaining
  • he teases you about your height and hides thing where you can’t reach them because he’s a little shit.
    • but you love him anyway because he does those things
  • he can talk to you about anything and everything and he confides in you all the time but makes sure that he isn’t overwhelming you with his problems because he wants to hear about whats going on with you as well
  • justin often tells zach that he better not let you get away because “she’s obviously too good for you i mean come on if you let that get away i won’t even talk to you anymore i swear”
    • zach usually smacks him on the back of his irritating little head to get him to shut up but he’d never even dream about hurting you or letting you go because you’re special and he adores everything about you
  • you make him the happiest person in the entire world and you think the same about him the minute he wakes you up with that cute lil smirk and a kiss on the forehead

note: gif used is not mine

Super Angsty Starters
  • "You...did this?"
  • "I can't believe you."
  • "You can hate me, you can dislike me but how can you cheat on me?"
  • "I'm dying..."
  • "She/He still loves you."
  • "I just want to go home..."
  • "You left me..."
  • "I can't forgive you for this anymore."
  • "I'm saying goodbye."
  • "I'm not good enough for you."
  • "This is goodbye."
  • "Was this just a game to you?"
  • "You merely played me like a fool."
  • "Goodbye."
  • "You're pathetic."
  • "Get out of my sight."
  • "You're nothing but a toy in a game of life."
  • "You used me?"
  • "You're so easy to manipulate."
  • "I never loved you."
  • "Don't give me that look."
  • "I can't stand you."
  • "Goodbye...my almost lover."
  • "I would have loved you."
  • "Everything fell apart and I can't pick up the pieces anymore."
  • "I think this is where I should say goodbye."
  • "We never had it all."
  • "...Everything hurts."
  • "Go away!"
  • "I don't want to see you anymore!"
  • "Let me go."
  • "To think I almost loved you."
  • "You cheated..?"
  • "You love someone else other than me anyway."
  • "Why do you even bother with me anymore?"
  • "I'm not worth your time."
  • "Get out of here."
  • "Get away from me!"
  • "Don't touch me every again!"
  • "I hate you."
  • "Don't leave me."
  • "Please, I'll do anything!"
  • "Don't go..."
  • "We can talk about this!"
  • "I can't loose you again."
  • "Don't you have more important things to attend to?"
Jet Lag

Requested: maybe something with him being major jet lagged and it’s super adorable. fluffy ya know all the good stuff. :)) thank you!!


Movement on the bed stirs you from what was a peaceful sleep. You feel Shawn’s arms wrap around you as he pulls you closer to himself, and you’re not even upset about being woken up. You open your eyes to see that it’s still pitch black outside. “What time is it?” You sleepily mumble.

“It’s about four. Sorry for waking you up.” Shawn responds, and he doesn’t even sound tired.

“What are you doing?” You question, waving off his apology.

“I just wanted to hold you. I couldn’t sleep.” He honestly responds.

“Oh,” You say simply before closing your eyes and cuddling a little closer to Shawn. He had just gotten back from Europe so you’re simply glad to be in his arms again. He can’t sleep because of the jet lag and the fact that it’s the middle of the afternoon there. “Do you want me to make you some tea?” You question. Even though you’re tired and you want to go back to sleep, you’d get up and make him tea if it would help him to sleep.

“No, thank you though. Go back to sleep, love.” He tells you.

“But you’re awake.” You say, not wanting to fall asleep and leave him lying awake by himself.

“I don’t mind, I’m just glad to have you in my arms again.” He says, gently kissing you on your forehead.

“I missed you so much.” You tell him honestly, tilting your chin up so you can kiss him lightly.

When you finally break the kiss, Shawn tells you, “God, I missed you more than you know.”

A sleepy smile crosses your face as you thread your fingers through his hair, then hide your face against his neck. “I know, because I missed you just as much.” His hand rubs your back gently.

“Go back to sleep, love. I’ll see you in the morning.” He tells you, and you can practically hear the smile on his face.

“I don’t want to, I just want to soak in every minute with you.”

“I’ll still be here in the morning baby.”

“Do me a favor?” You ask him.

“What is it?” He questions.

“Never leave me again.”

“Lets not talk about leaving yet, baby. I’ll be home for a week, so we have lots of time.” He says, gently squeezing you closer to himself, like the thought of having to leave makes him want to hold on tighter. 

“Not enough,” You reply with a yawn.

“I know, hun, it’s never enough.” You just nod in response, because it’s true. But you have this moment, and this week, and it’s not enough, but it is still worth everything to you.

“That’s love, I think. I could spend every second with you and it would never be enough.” You muse.

“You’re right, I never get enough of you.” He responds, and as much as you want to stay awake and soak in more of his presence, you’re so tired. And falling asleep in his arms is one of your favorite feelings in the world, so you’re grateful that you get to do that.

More fun with ADHD:

  • Making a carefully thought out list of all the things you need to get done today, and then spending the entire day doing great stuff that’s not on that list.
  • Getting to the end of whatever thought/conversation you were just having and then defaulting back to whatever the current obsession is, so that everyone gets used to hearing ‘I wonder when that package will come’ or ‘dinner was great last night, yeah?  We should make that more often’ like fifteen times in a day.
  • I lost my to do list in the pile of to do lists.
  • I wrote my to do list on a white board.  The list on the whiteboard is from two months ago.
  • I put estimated times on my to do list.  Apparently I have no idea how the fuck long it takes to do things.
  • The fuck you say ‘talks excessively’, ADHD pamphlet?  Everything I say is fascinating and everyone loves me for carrying the conversation.  Always.  And starting new conversations when they’re trying to leave.  And finishing everyone’s sentences because I knew what you were saying and you were too slow.
  • The closest I ever got to playing Risk was that time someone gave Star Wars Risk to me so we started setting it up but the setup took too long and I got bored and wandered off.
  • I have to take medication reliably at the same time every day so that it can help me not forget everything.  That’s fuckin hilarious.
  • The uncountable times I got fascinated with something and learned a fuckton about it/got really good at it in an unreasonably short period of time, and then once I was better than I ever expected to be, I got distracted and subsequently forgot I ever did/learned it and forgot most of what I learned.
100 ways to say ‘I love you’, Skins edition
  1. ‘Wake up (name), you twat.’
  2. ‘Do you want a coke or something?’
  3. ‘Can I carry your books?’
  4. ‘Yeah, wow, lovely… No. But I like that you’re funny Iooking.’
  5. ‘Oh thank you, you’re so nice.’
  6. ‘You fancy me?’
  7. ‘I think that could have gone a lot worse, don’t you?’
  8. ‘We’ll miss you, won’t we?’
  9. [ text ] : EAT
  10. ‘Have you always had that mole?’
  11. ‘I’m respecting. Believe me, I’m respecting.’
  12. ‘You alright? Do you want to dance?’
  13. ‘Do you want me to walk you home?’
  14. ‘We’ll make ourselves comfy, yeah?’
  15. ‘Shall I give you head?’
  16. ‘I’m gonna get an early night. Coming to bed?’
  17. ‘I’ll give you head - that’s friendship.’
  18. ‘But what about you? You’ve got bigger problems than me.’
  19. ‘I like your hair.’
  20. ‘And I’m really, really sorry for being a slut, okay?’
  21. ‘I realised something. I’ve been an idiot.’
  22. ‘And I was hoping maybe you’d give me another chance?’
  23. ‘You’re clever, funny, and… very, very pretty.’
  24. ‘So I’ll see you around.’
  25. ‘(name), you came! I mean, cool, I mean… I wasn’t sure you would.’
  26. ‘Do you think they’ll give us a joint cell?’
  27. ‘I don’t want this to be difficult.’
  28. ‘Did you get beaten up?’
  29. ‘I want to speak to you, and I think you want to speak to me.’
  30. ‘Kiss me again.’
  31. ‘Come on, I’m taking you for breakfast.’
  32. ‘Happy birthday, mate.’
  33. ‘There’s something I have to get off my chest and if I don’t, I’m afraid everything might just totally go to shit.’
  34. ‘Come to bed with me. Please.’
  35. ‘You’re my best friend, but I really don’t know what the fuck you’re on about most of the time.’
  36. ‘See? I remembered your favourite.’
  37. ‘Look, sorry, (name). But your mum says we gotta take you home.’
  38. ‘Come out. I’ll get you dancing.’
  39. ‘Do I have to gay you now?’
  40. ‘Right, I know it might seem a bit fast, but, well, I think we’re ready, so, er, (name) … I want you to move in with me.’
  41. ‘Let’s talk. Fill me in with everything. Every little detail.’
  42. ‘We can carry on pretending, if it makes you feel any better.’
  43. ‘And I fucking love you.’
  44. ‘Wow! You’ve got a wacker lot of doughnuts.’
  45. ‘Cheeky.’
  46. ‘Thanks for keeping schtum.’
  47. ‘Hi, I made tea.’
  48. ‘I’ve never been to a pyjama party before, so I brought Vodka. Was that right?’
  49. ‘I’ll show you how to do a blowjob.’
  50. ‘I missed you… I missed you too much.’
  51. ‘I think you can do anything.’
  52. ‘It’s also nice just being with you, when you’re not being a prick, that is.’
  53. ‘You alright?’
  54. ‘I know you, (name). I know you’re lonely. I think you need someone to want you. Well, I do want you. So be brave. And want me back!’
  55. ‘Fuck you.’
  56. ‘Can’t we just sit like this … for a bit?’
  57. ‘This is a once-only charity event, you understand?’
  58. ‘I bought a fucking gateaux.’
  59. ‘Please. Can we start again?’
  60. ‘Facebook really needs to hear about this.’
  61. ‘You’re very stalkable.’
  62. ‘I was scared!’
  63. ‘I am so proud of you.’
  64. ‘Don’t you think you’ve had enough?’
  65. ‘She’s lovely, isn’t she?’
  66. ‘You look nice in that dress.’
  67. ‘You are doing so well, sweetheart.’
  68. ‘So you’re mental, and I’m useless.’
  69. ‘So, what are we doing next, mystery girl?’
  70. ‘I’ll never forget you.’
  71. ‘Hi. I got eggs. We can have eggs, yeah? And Red Bulls and pain au chocolat.’
  72. ‘I’d die for you. I love you. I love you so much and it’s killing me.’
  73. ‘Don’t take any crap this time.’
  74. ‘Badass.’
  75. ‘You’ve totally got, like, “fuck me” eyes, girl. Totally “fuck me sideways” eyes.’
  76. ‘Maybe we can go together.’
  77. ‘Don’t be an ass hat and people will like you more.’
  78. ‘I’m trying to understand your way, but you won’t let me.’
  79. ‘You’ve got quite a rep, but you’re actually pretty sound.’
  80. ‘You’ve got to stick it to the man, bruv.’
  81. ‘You need to sort yourself out.’
  82. ‘Remember when we were kids and we used to talk about just… just fucking it, running away and becoming roadies?’
  83. ‘Everything is going to be fine, I promise you.’
  84. ‘Hi, you look nice.’
  85. ‘You may live your life as you want.’
  86. ‘We’ll do a girls’ night in.’
  87. ‘You’re a shape-shifter of happiness.’
  88. ‘It’s not like we’re getting married! It was one dinner!’
  89. ‘Thank you, my henna-handed honcho.’
  90. ‘I’m sorry. I was just looking for somewhere a bit quiet.’
  91. ‘It’s heavenly.’
  92. ‘Why aren’t you here?’
  93. ‘I tried to ring you.’
  94. ‘Everything’s better. Here you are again.’
  95. ‘I’ll dance with you.’
  96. ‘What’s happened to you, (name)?’
  97. ‘I didn’t wanna tell you this when you were all smitten and shit but you can do better.’
  98. ‘Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I’m so glad you came!’
  99. ‘I promise. Everything’s going to be alright.’
  100. ‘ I love you.’
BTS reaction to travelling with their girlfriend


He would be so happy to finally take you some place special. When you would go out, Jin would always make sure you had a hat so you didn’t get too warm, sunscreen and water. He would love to wander around, holding your hand as you both took everything in. “This place is amazing, don’t you think? I’m glad I got to come here with you!”

Originally posted by littlecandyqueen


He’s pretty used to the whole travelling thing, so it didn’t really woo him anymore. It was kind of annoying to him since he has done so much of it. But seeing how happy you got when looking at the sights made him love it again. He’d follow behind you as you pointed at every new thing. Yoongi would love watching you rather than looking at the vacation spot. “How do you always manage making things like this fun?”

Originally posted by taekookie-bts


Hobi would be an excited ball of energy. He’d be jumping around, dancing, laughing, smiling. He’d love being able to be with you and see your reaction to the new places. He’d skip with you down the streets, holding your hand while singing at the top of his lungs. Hoseok would pull you into a little café and order some drinks for the both of you. “This is the most fun I’ve had on a trip like this!!!”

Originally posted by omojinyounghobi


He would be happy to take you on a nice trip. He’d take you on a relaxing boat ride. You’d sit and talk about everything while sailing around. Namjoon would then, of course, take you to a little clothing shop to pick out anything you wanted. He’d hold up clothes he’d think you’d look good in and laugh when you posed after trying them on. “You look really beautiful in that, jagi. I’ll get it for you~!”

Originally posted by baebsaes


Jimin would be the one to surprise you with the trip. He’d make plans, hand you your suit case and tell you to get your butt moving with no explanation. He would take you to explore all over your destination, take you on hikes and try to take you swimming if there was time. “We have to fit everything in! You’ve always wanted to be here so we gotta do everything, babe!”

Originally posted by k-pop-crazy


He would love to take you to every place you have ever wanted to go. He’d bring snacks along when you went exploring and make sure you weren’t hungry or thirsty every time you two walked past a shop. Tae would take a million pictures of you every chance he could. “Stay right there! I gotta get a picture of you because you’re so cute!”

Originally posted by haninnoona


Jungkook would be so excited. He would pack way to much and bring things he thought you would need and maybe forgot. He would take you to see everything that he could. Kookie would like to slowly walk around, talking to you about how lovely this place is. He would say it’s so relaxing to be with you here rather than having to do work. “Ahhhh…. I love being able to treat you like a princess and take you to places you’ve never been.”

Originally posted by mrspreadinglegsjungkook

BTS reactions to their s/o having dimples on their butt

Requested by: anon

A/N: alright m8 this was fucking adorable… who knew writing about butts was so much fun ~  i loved this -Kaitlin

Seokjin: He worships your body. he’s constantly kissing and touching you all over. it didn’t take him long to find the tiny dimples on your butt and it didn’t take long for him to voice his love for them either. His favorite thing was when you’d fall asleep in your underwear and he had perfect access to ur ass, and he’d pepper the skin with kisses until you woke up 

Originally posted by theseoks

Yoongi: tbh he loves them so much but he’s too scared to tell you. every time he tries to say how adorable ur ass is he gets flustered and you kiss his mushy face a whole bunch and he just forgets what he was trying to say all together. he gives up and pulls you onto his lap for a good ol make out sesh on the couch instead

Originally posted by leojuseyo

Hoseok: “Y/N!!!!” “What hobi?” “YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU HAD….. DIMPLES ON YOUR BUTT?!!?” “no… i didn’t think it mattered…” “OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD!!!111!”

Originally posted by livelovehoseok

Namjoon: okay so since Namjoon’s got his own lil dimples, he feels like you two are just fucking perfect for each other. He’d make jokes about it somehow, and then one day says the wrong thing in front of the guys. “haha Y/n and i are dimple buddies”… “y/n doesn’t have dimples on their face? what you talking about???”…. Joon just fucking outed you.. oh boy

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

Jimin: he wouldn’t notice them at first, you’d have to point them out. and once you did he’d get all fluffy and gross and compliment you all the time. Having had insecurities about his own body he wants to make sure you know everything about you is perfect and that he loves every bit of you bc you’re a beautiful work of art

Originally posted by jikookshandshake

Taehyung: Oh my god he’s so fucking heart eyes for your butt. loves to touch. every time you’d change in front of him he’d just stand back and try to hold back his smirk. he’d come up behind you and grab your ass and poke your dimples and just be so fucking bubbly bc you’re the cutest thing in the whole world

Originally posted by kpopfordays

Jungkook: He’s gonna laugh at you, lets be real. He’d tease you about it, but only in the privacy of your bedroom… he wouldn’t want his Hyung’s finding out about ur adorable butt dimples now does he? He loves them, and sometimes he’ll cut back on the teasing to make you feel good about them

Originally posted by bangtan

“Everything I do is for you...”

Can we talk about this quote?? Just when I think Barry Allen can’t top himself in the off the cuff ‘wedding vow’ department he proves me wrong every single time.

I’m a sucker for a good love declaration so it doesn’t take much to make me happy but there was something about this one that was like a kick to the gut–in the best way possible. It’s one thing to say, “I’d do anything for you.” because that’s a HUGE declaration but it’s another thing entirely to say “Everything I do is for you.”

That’s all she wrote. There is not coming back from that. That’s the whole kit & caboodle. It’s a wrap.

To Barry, she is everything. Making her happy and keeping her safe are his priorities because SHE is his #1 priority. She comes before everyone else in his eyes and we’re seeing more and more of it as the weeks go by. They’re adorable together and you can literally feel the love emanating off of him when he looks at her. The smile he gets on his face when he listens to her talk or right before he kisses her is so wide it shocks me that it doesn’t crack his face. I love how light and happy he is with her. He literally has the weight of the world on his shoulders but coaxing one smile out of Iris is enough to make him feel like the luckiest had happiest person in the world.  

He is so in love with Iris West and he’s not afraid to show it. And I can’t say enough how important it is to see a black woman on television be loved. Not just loved but adored and prioritized first. Her life matters, her safety matters, her mental well-being matters. She matters.

Back to the Past (Hamilton x Reader) 6

Words: 3000+

Warnings: none

A/N: the tags are now at the end of the story because they’ve gotten hefty (HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY) okay anywho enjoy i guess. OH YEA FYI i gave your best friend a name so have fun with that yall

Part1 Part2 Part3 Part4 Part 5 Part 7

Tu te fous de ma gueule! (You’re kidding me)” Lafayette said, widening his eyes.

“She’s my best friend, Lafayette. I know her.” You grew furious, tightening your hands. Laurens looked at your stance, and stood in front of you blocking your view. You tried looking around him, but he followed your movements. “Laurens, move. We have to make sure she doesn’t do anything to him.”

“You’re too angry right now. I think we should bring you back to the camp.” Laurens said, still standing there. You sighed in frustration, shaking your head. Your best friend was the witch. She’s the one that sent you here, that cursed your friends, Hamilton. But, why?

This is making less and less sense.

“Laurens, I need to confront her, I need to find out what’s going on.” You began walking to them, but you felt an arm grab your wrist. You turned back quickly, glaring. Mulligan held your arm, preventing you from going further. “Herc, let me go. Now.”

“No, I cannot do that. I cannot let you risk your life.” He said, looking at his friends. They all nodded, turning to you. “Like you said before, we have to watch and see. Do not make any more commotion than we already have.” He tilted his head, making your gaze look around. The men and women were looking at the four of you, questioning in your eyes. You frowned.

“But Herc, she’s my friend. I need to know.”

“Not now. Let’s go to the table and just watch.” You bit your lip, but nodded, letting them guide you back. You kept your eyes on her, watching her talk to Hamilton. He was giving her a polite smile, looking even more uneasy than before. You tapped your foot on the floor, glaring at her. She did not even glance at you, enjoying herself. Laurens placed his hand on your shoulder, smiling at you sadly.

You wanted to go over there and kill her yourself. But the three men around you would stop you before you could even stand. So you continued to stare, at least until their gazes turned to your table. Hamilton was the first to look, raising his eyebrow at your stare. You glanced down at your empty plate.

Mon amis, they are coming here.”

They walked toward us, Hamilton wearing a hesitant look on his face. Your best friend held her arm in his, her eyes only focused on you. You were about to get up, but Herc gave you a warning look, making you sit down.

“Lads, this is Miss Erin Greenwood. She requested that I showed her my friends.” He glanced over at you once, then looked back at his friends.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Greenwood.” Lafayette said, the first to stand. She held out her hand, and he froze. Usually, he would not hesitate to kiss a woman’s hand, but the situation called for a different tactic. He pretended to not see her outstretched hand at all, bowing to her once. Laurens and Mulligan greeted her, their calm demeanor confusing you. How could they just act this way towards the woman who erased their memories?

“And who is she?” She said innocently, looking at you. You glared at her, causing a nudge from Laurens. You were still sitting down, refusing to be polite to this woman.

“Ahh, this is Y/N Y/L/N. She is not from around here, but it seems like she cannot leave.” You frowned at his passive-aggressive behavior. Again, you had to remind yourself that this was not him.

Erin greeted you, curtsied once. You did nothing, staring at her. She smirked at your lack of common courtesy. “Hmm, Y/N. You are a very interesting woman.”

“That’s what everyone seems to say these days.” You replied.

“Would you like to talk? The men here seem like they have something to discuss.” You glanced at the four of them, and they all looked at you. Herc seemed the most worried, shaking his head at the suggestion. You gave him a sympathetic look, turning back to Erin.

“Sure.” You replied, and walked away with her. You could hear the four of them arguing as you walked away with Erin. It was quiet for a little, until you finally spoke up. “Why the hell did you do this? Why would you bring me back in time? What is going on and why shouldn’t I just punch you right now?” You hissed, following her to the refreshments table. She offered you a drink, buy you refused. You did not need more curses in your life.

“Y/N, I only did this because you did the same to me.”

“You keep on saying that, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She laughed, sitting at a table nearby, you sat across from her, waiting for her to say something, anything. Instead, she just sipped on her drink. “Come on now, Erin! Say something!”

“You cannot force me to say anything, Y/N. Remember the one who is in control here.” She said, an edge to her voice. “Besides, Hamilton seems to have taken a liking to me. It’s entertaining to see him hate the love of his life.” She giggled, placing her drink to the side.

What was she talking about?

“You see, Y/N, we have gone through this, multiple times. You and I like Alexander, there’s some sort of love square instead of a triangle, and he always picks you. Every. Single. Time.” She held on to her glass tightly, and you noticed cracks appearing.

“You’re not making any sense, what are you even saying?”

She shrugged, looking over at Hamilton. The boys were talking casually now, glancing at the two of you ever so often. You saw Mulligan looking at you, concern in his eyes. You smiled, not wanting him to worry.

“I don’t even know anymore. It’s tiresome that I am the only one who remembers everything. Why can’t you just wake up in another life, knowing that you are going to meet me soon enough? And that you’re going to take Alexander from me again.” She sighed, stirring her drink with her finger.

“Are you talking about reincarnation?” You asked, and she nodded.


“For fucks sake, Erin, just-“ She stopped stirring, looking up at you. There was an evil gleam in her eyes, so you decided to rephrase your words. “Erin, we were best friends. Can you just tell me what’s going on?”

“You see, you and I were friends in Athens,” you widened your eyes, “Yes, stop staring at me like that, it is in fact Ancient Greece. Can I continue?” You nodded.

“We were servants, maids of some man who I care not to talk about now. We grew to be friends, agreeing that we should escape from the job. It was not easy, you, see, we were to pleasure the man. He had a wife, of course, but sometimes he wanted to mix it up a little.” You saw the fear in Erin’s eyes, and you grew sympathetic towards her. “We ran out, one day, and stumbled across a group of men. I knew you were terrified, since it was my idea to run away in the first place. They noticed that we were dirty and barely had on any clothing, so they brought us to their home.”

“Long story short, they were the boys; Lafayette, Mulligan, Hamilton and Laurens. Although that wasn’t their names back then. I liked Alexander, and you knew, so you avoided him. He was a flirt, but he seemed to gravitate towards you, always talking about how amazing Y/N was. It was frustrating, and I appreciated how you ignored his advances. Mulligan liked you, though, and you never noticed, taking his flirts as just kindness. It was really sad seeing him like you and you not like him. Eventually, though, he asked for you to be his bride. You agreed.”

“Why would I agree to marrying someone I wasn’t in love with?”

“That’s how it was back then, Y/N. You were glad to be with a man of his stature. Hamilton was furious, but of course he didn’t tell his friend that.”

“It was horrible. Alexander ignored me the whole time, and if he did talk, he would ask about you. He crashed the wedding, by the way. Drama and more drama, and by the end, it was the two of you who were married. It’s funny, how things ended. I wanted to be with him, I deserved to be with him. I talked to a local priestess and she convinced me to learn magic. I thought I put on a curse to separate the two of you. I didn’t think this would happen, I didn’t know we would be stuck in this loop. I was being a stupid girl, in love with a man who would never love me. I still love him,” She said, now playing with her fingers, “All of us. The boys, me and you, we’ll be stuck in this loop forever, until you figure out how to break it.”

You were quiet, absorbing all the information. Alexander and you, you were supposed to be together, you were meant to be together. You looked at the table of friends, smiling at the laughing Hamilton. He looked towards you, and his smile dropped, he looked away. You looked back at Erin.

“Why did you make him hate me? You were never a bad friend to me. But you made him hate even looking at me. Why did you even send me here?” You were indeed hurt. She made this whole curse happen, and now, she made the one person who would make this bearable despise you. She was not as much of a villain that you made her out to be, but she still made this happen.

Erin sighed. “I did it because I hated just standing in the background the whole time. You don’t know how it feels to see the one you love, love someone else. I wanted you to see him hate you, Y/N. I needed to see you hate him too.”

“You do realize that I don’t love him, right?” You said, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.

“Right. You don’t, but you will. If you haven’t already been lying to yourself. I’ve seen this dozens of times, Y/N, trust me.”

She was frustrating. It hurt for Hamilton to hate you without any reason, but you only liked him. You took another look at him, noticing that your friends were gone. You stood up quickly, looking around frantically. Then you noticed something.

Everyone was gone. You looked back at Erin, and she smiled, putting her legs on a chair next to her.

“What are you doing-”

“I don’t need anyone overhearing our conversations. Especially those friends of yours,” She scoffed, “but then again, they were mine too, on multiple occasions.” She nodded her head to herself, pursing her lips.

“Why did you send me here?” You asked, and she laughed.

“Actually, you did that to yourself.”


“Remember when I told you about the musical?” You nodded, and she continued, “Well, you were researching about Alexander Hamilton, you clicked on some link. I have no idea how that sent you back here, but it did. And it sent me as well.”

“If we’re reincarnated, then what happened to us? Our selves in this time?”

“Well, your name was Margarita Schuyler van Rensselaer, the sister of Hamilton’s future wife. You died in this timeline early, and you weren’t supposed to, by the way. Since you died, I ended up dying as well. My name was, hmm, it doesn’t really matter. I’m not important.” You heard the tang of sadness in her voice. “This is probably why Alexander dies early as well.”

“He dies?” Your heart dropped. She raised her eyebrows.

“Wow, you really are an uncultured swine. You were much more interesting in London, by the way. Being a spy and all,” You raised your eyebrows, “Did you not listen to the soundtrack? Aaron Burr shot Hamilton? His friend turned enemy? Wow, you really don’t know.” You thought of Alexander being killed, and your felt your heart jump.

It’s funny, you did not love the man, and it’s already hurting because of him. You tried not to worry about it.

Emphasis on tried.

“How do I get the curse taken off Hamilton?” You asked her, and she smiled. You were thinking that this woman was more like infatuated with Hamilton instead of being in love with him. Talking about someone you love dying is not an easy subject, and no one would want the person they loved to be manipulated like this.

“I knew I was forgetting something! You must fall in love with him, or, the other way around. Either way, it does not really matter. It will work, you just have to make him like you. The curse will wear off each time you play one of his heartstrings, until it completely goes away. ” She glanced at the nonexistent watch on her wrist. “Oh, look at the time! Have fun, Y/N! I’ll see you on the other side!" 

“Wait, Erin, how do I get back-”

She snapped her fingers, and you blinked.

The music was no longer playing, and the place was completely empty. Erin was gone, and you were sitting alone at the table. You felt a hand on your shoulder, and turned to see Lafayette standing there. He smiled down at you.

Mon ami, are you alright?“ You nodded. "We were looking for you, the witch that calls herself Erin and yourself were gone. It is, how you say, worrisome. Mulligan is outside, and Laurens is checking the room with water bowls.”

“The restroom, Lafayette?”

“Ahh, yes, mon ami. I apologize for my English.” He said, blushing. He took his arm off your shoulder, and you stood up. “Hamilton is looking as well, Y/N. He seemed very nervous.” You bit your lip.

Hamilton was nervous? Why was he nervous? Shouldn’t he hate you?

“Thanks for telling me.” He nodded, smiling at you once. The two of you decided to wait for them to come back to the room instead of chasing after them. Hamilton was the first to come in, and you saw relief in his eyes. That emotion quickly turned to annoyance, and he bothered you on his much chaos you caused. Laurens came after, a smile almost breaking his freckled cheeks. He touched you hand, squeezing it.

Mulligan came in last, desperation on his face. His eyes met yours, and he walked over to you quickly. You were surprised that he pulled you in his arms, hugging you tightly. You haven’t had the comfort of a hug in a while, so it was refreshing, you wrapping your arms around him. You heard someone clear their throat, and Mulligan let go, smiling down at you. “I’m glad you are safe.” He said, a small blush on his cheeks.

“Thank you. Thank you all for looking out for me. But I need to speak to Hamilton.” They all looked at Hamilton, and he had the most shocked look on his face. They waited for you to continue, and you looked at them expectantly. “Alone.” Lafayette and Laurens nodded, walking away. Mulligan stayed behind, refusing to move from his spot. “Herc…”

“Is this about the curse? Shouldn’t we all listen?” You rubbed your head. You were going to tell them, but you needed to speak to Alexander first. He was the one most involved in it.

“Yes, and I’ll tell you, but just give me a few minutes.”


“Go, Mulligan.” You replied sternly, and he was taken aback by your change of tone. He turned around and walked away, closing the door behind him. You turned to Hamilton, and his mouth was in a line, showing no emotions. He stood tall, his arms behind his back. His stance was very unwelcoming, but you could deal with it for now. You sat at a nearby table, gesturing for him to sit as well. He hesitated, but sat, saying nothing.

You began explaining the whole situation to him, and he was unpredictably calm, at least until you got to the part about how you needed to break the curse. He snickered, leaning back in the chair. “I do not even like you, how would I fall in love with you? The way of ridding of this curse makes no sense. There is no slither of hope.”

“I know, trust me, I know.” You did not want to argue with him, it was too exasperating. Instead, you touched his hand. He flinched, moving away quickly.

“Do not touch me.” He stated, and you nodded.

“Fine, Hamilton. I’m just stunned that you fear a woman’s touch.” 

He sneered, and before he could reply with a snide remark, you stood up, opening the door for the three musketeers to come in. “You can come in now.” The three of them walked through the door, nervous.

You told them the predicament as well, and they all nodded. Hercules was the most distraught though, you could see it written on his face. Since your impromptu visit here, you noticed that he rarely showed how he felt. But the veins swelling on his hands and the tightening of his jaw showed you that he did not like this one bit. “So, you and Hamilton are meant to be together, no matter what may happen?” You nodded, and Hamilton laughed behind you.

“I know, it’s quite preposterous. Can you imagine Y/N and I together? That will be the day.” You rolled your eyes at him, and Mulligan could not help but notice the interaction between the two of you.

You and Hamilton did not realize it yet, but there was no more tension in the room. Hamilton still disliked Y/N, but not as much as before. He could stand next to you without frowning in distaste. And you were smiling. Mulligan saw the potential when the two of your first met, and he could still see it now. He hoped that you would come to like him instead, but you told him you could not. And now he knew why.

“Mulligan? Are you ready to go?” Laurens asked, touching his friend’s shoulder. Mulligan nodded, giving him a tight smile.

He knew that he would get the short end of the stick. It always seemed to end that way.

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My love

Sirius Black x reader

Summary: You are a 7th year Gryffindor and having a good friendship with the Marauders. You know one of the four boys, Sirius Black like an annoying heartbreaker who plays with the girls in the school. You couldn’t help but fell in love with him, but never seen a chance for he’s feeling the same, so you tried to mask your emotions. But one day the truth emerges: he’s hiding his feelings for you too.

Words: 2677 (oh yes)

Warnings: swearing, Sirius is kind of an ass but a good one.


You were sitting on the couch in the common room and doing your potions essay with Lily and Remus, when you heard two laughing boys walk in trough the portrait.

“If you guys are as good as today, you will win the next quidditch mach against Slytherin!” Sirius told James who smiled at him full of confidence.

“Pads, there’s no ‘if’. We WILL definitely win the match, that’s a fact. Unless you break anyone’s heart who is in the team until Saturday.” He said as a broad hint with less joking in his voice.

“I solemnly swear that I am up to good.”  He responded, still smiling and the next moment he almost jumped on you while sat down on the couch at your left side.

“How’s studying going, my love?”

“For the last time, Black: do not call me ‘love’.” You said a little bit angry but still focused on writing and didn’t look at the boy. You’ve never called him “Sirius”; he was always “Black” to you.

“I didn’t call you ‘love’. I called you MY love which is a huge difference.”

“Oh, is it?”

“Yes, of course. Let me explain.” And even if you wanted to cut him off with a “shut up”, he continued speaking.

“Calling someone ‘love’ means you want her be interested in you as take her attention with names. ‘Love’ can be anyone who I or somebody else wants for a night. But ‘my love’ can be only one person. A person whom I AM very interested and consider her as the only one who I want, not just her attention.”

“Whoa, that was really beautiful, Black. Now, I’ll finish my essay.” You said still didn’t look at him, but just for hide the blush that was on your face.

“Okay, my love.”


“He’s working so hard, give him a chance!” Lily said when the three of you finished the essays and Remus went to the boys’ dormitory after James and Sirius.

“Uhm… Nope.”

“Why? He definitely likes you.”

“Lily, look…” You made her stop packing the parchments that were on the floor.

“I know you think, I don’t know why, that Black wants to be with me in that way. But he’s just teasing me. And it’s alright, I get used to it. But please don’t act like he wants more.”

“But he wants more! You just don’t want to accept it!” She said almost imploringly when you thought you heard enough and made your way to the great hall.

“Where do you go?” Lily shouted after you.

“I’m starving, come on!” She followed you and you sat down at the Gryffindor’s table next to James, Remus and Peter who were already there. You wanted to ask where Sirius was, but a voice in your head ordered you to stop thinking about him.

The truth was, even if you didn’t show, but you definitely had a huge crush on Sirius Black. But the fact he was kind of a heartbreaker of Hogwarts since your first year made everything hard. When you noticed you like the boy he already flirted with other girls and played with them. Once you heard two Ravenclaws talking about how they should speak to him and the next day you saw one of the mentioned girls, crying in the bathroom. You asked her what was wrong and she told you how Sirius stepped off that morning from her room after they spend the night together.

You didn’t want to be one of her one-night-girls and be as disappointed as these girls who wanted more from him but didn’t get the chance. You wanted more but not from this. You deserved better than him. At least, that was what you told yourself every time you were thinking about him.


“What’s up girls?” James set down next to you and Lily on Saturday morning and slapped on your back. “We’ve got amazing weather this day! This means we already have place of vantage since Slytherins get used to be in dark.” And he started to laugh on his own joke which made Lily growling.

“Could you just get off from your broom for a moment and be less asshole, Potter?” She yelled at him.

“Even your rude attitude won’t mess my happiness today, Evans. It’s a beautiful day and we will win the quidditch cup! I love you too, by the way.” He smiled at Lily who just growled again.

“What happened to you?” You asked, wondering what made James so happy because there was obviously something else than the match.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just glad for that perfect day that can’t be messed up.” And he ran away without eating anything.

You and Lily gave a confused look and finished your breakfast. After that you went to the pitch and you sat down on the Gryffindor’s stands when you saw two familiar people walking to the locker room. You saw James walking next to Jennifer who is one of the Chasers. She was crying, covering her eyes with her hands.

“And he left without saying a word! Without a freaking word, James!” She yelled at the boy whose morning smile hasn’t gone from his face.

“I’m sure he wants to surprise you with something. That’s why he left so early… he has to prepare it!” He smiled at Jennifer who seemed better from what she heard.

“Do you think so?”

“Of course! He’s a gentleman secretly. But he doesn’t show everyone this, just for the one who deserves it.” He winked at Jennifer whose eyes suddenly glinted. She made her way to the other girls in the team.

“I will kill him.” James growled with a serious face but when he noticed you and Lily, the happy morning smile came back. “Oh, hi girls! Are you ready to see an amazing Gryffindor winning?”

You could see relief on his face as he managed to comfort Jennifer.

“So, that’s why you were smiling like an idiot? You wanted to convince yourself about Black didn’t mess the match up at all with his usual asshole things?”

“Kind of. He told me last night he would spend the night with Jennifer and have some fun. He promised me he won’t step off, taking into consideration the match today and how Jenny would feels. Looks like I won’t believe him again.”

You felt sorry for Jennifer but you were happy at the same time about this didn’t happen to you. After James told you and Lily how he would kill Sirius in every detail, the match started so he went to the pitch.


“I will kill you!” James yelled at Sirius as they found him alone in the Gryffindor’s common room after the match.

“James, Gryffindor won, it doesn’t matter anymore.” Remus told him with a calm voice but James didn’t even look at him but at Sirius.

“I told you don’t play with my team! And what are you doing?”

“You know why I did that.”

“I don’t care ‘bout what kind of pathetic ways you want to hide or forget your tiny feelings for Y/N, but leave my team alone! You already fucked almost every girl in school and if you think this will distract you from the love what you feel for Y/N, you are fucking wrong, mate.” – And when he realized you are standing next to him, he added: “Perfect timing, talk to her!”

Without saying anything, James ran to the boys’ dormitory with Remus and Peter who looked like at Sirius as James did. Lily went with your roommates somewhere, giving you a small smile.

“Uhm…” Sirius started to talk but you cut him off.

“James said you loved me, this is true?”

“Yes.” He answered simply and you couldn’t believe your ears. Sirius Black is having feelings for you, he actually loves you. You just couldn’t believe this.

“Good joke.” You smiled and didn’t look at Sirius’ face that turned red in the last few minutes but now he got surprised.

“Sorry, what?”

“I don’t understand why James mixed me up in this. Your one-night-girls are none of my business and I definitely don’t want to be one of them.”

“That’s not what you think it is, Y/N. I mean, I want you to be mine but not just for one night.” He said so shyly, you almost didn’t hear what he said.

“And do you want me to believe this?” You asked him with skepticism in your voice. “Because it sounds like: ‘oh, I was in bed with almost every girl in the school, but I’m secretly in love with you by the way’. I knew you’re an asshole, Black, but this oversteps you. Do better pranks than play with me.”

You got more and more upset during talking to him. How dare he saying he loves you after what happened every year? He was flirting and teasing you since your first year and played with other girls at the same time. YOU fell in love with him and his handsome idiot face and you had to tolerate everything what he has done and he wants you to believe that this whole thing meant to be a stupid trying to hide his feelings for you? No way.

You wanted to say all of those things what were in your mind, but what you could say to him were only two words:

“Fuck you.” You made your way to the girls’ dormitory but Sirius gently grabbed your left arm.

“What I said, I mean it. Not pranking, not teasing, not playing… I do love you, Y/N.”

You licked your lips before answering.

“Then prove it, Black.” And you left him alone.


You opened your door in the morning to go to the great hall with your roommates when you saw a bunch of roses hovering in front of you.

“What the f…” The roses flew right into your hands and you noticed a tiny parchment tied on one of the roses’ stem.

“I know it’s a bit muggle cliché, but it is just the beginning, my love.”

The parchment didn’t need to be signed to know who send you them. You heard your roommates “oooh”s, especially Lily’s who told you already last night that Sirius will prove his love with all his might.

You went to the great hall with the girls. Every member of your house was there and having breakfast. You set down next to Sirius after saying “Good morning” to everyone and gave him a smile.

“Did you like them?” He asked hopefully, out of his ordinary sarcastic style.

“They are beautiful, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, my love.”

You started to talk about daily things, laughed on the Slytherin’s Keeper who wasn’t able to defending almost fifty times the hoop, disgusted tomorrow’s lessons, and when the two of you finished your breakfast, Sirius cleared his throat and looked at you.

“Y/N, will you do me the honor of spending the day with me?”

You couldn’t say no to him even if you remembered yourself what a dickhead he was.

So you spend the whole day together. He showed you the Marauder’s secret place in the Forbidden Forest and you were talking there all afternoon. You’ve never seen this side of Sirius before, maybe for a few times. He was so sweet and kind with you, didn’t say a rude word or tried to embarrass you with teasing.

You got to know each other; he told you about his family with their pure-blood mania and his annoying mother who, as Sirius said, counted the days about when she can throw his son out from the family house.

He brought food so you didn’t go back to the castle for dinner and you ate it at the Great Lake’s shore. He laid down a blanket on the ground and after eating, the two of you lay down next to each other. You felt perfectly as watching the setting sun with the man you loved and who, as it emerged, loves you back.  You nestled close to him and laid you head on his chest.

“Did I prove good enough?” He asked with a proud smile.

“Do you spend your whole day with other girls you want to get?”

“I’ve never did this before.”

“Then I can say your proving was perfect.”

He smiled at you and moved his head closer to yours but didn’t do more. He wanted your permission and that was the sweetest thing what he did this day.

“I love you, my love.”

“I love you too, Sirius.”

He looked happy for finally hear his first name from you. The next moment his soft lips met yours and he gave you a small but passionate kiss. After another hour at the shore, you went back to the castle and found your friends, James, Remus, Peter and Lily in the common room. When they saw the two of you are holding hands, the boys looked at Sirius with appreciative eyes and Lily let a loud and happy “Finally”.

“You owe me twenty galleons, Prongs.” Remus smiled at James who growled at him.

“Did you really make a bet about when I could ask her?” Sirius asked them.

“Nope, we made a bet about when she would accept your ask.”


One month left since your first “date”. Everything was perfect between you. Sirius stopped playing with other girls, god, he even refused to talk with them which made so many girls disappointed. They were jealous of you got Sirius without do anything for it. That’s pretty amused you by the way. So every time when you and Sirius were walking on the corridors, you grabbed his hand and gave him a small kiss just to make the girls who was around and secretly wanted to take Sirius from you angrier. Didn’t take long time for him to notice that you enjoy the situation, even if he thought his “fangirls”, as you called them, will make you uncomfortable or angry. So he gave you kisses too when girls who liked him were around to make them jealous and make you happy.  

At the weekend you went to Hogsmeade and walked to The Three Broomsticks hand in hand when Sirius suddenly stopped on the middle of the street.

“Sirius, what’s wrong?” You asked him because you saw something disturbing on his face.

“I’m sorry, I can’t keep it to myself no longer. I need to ask you something, something very important.”

“Then ask it.” His voice was so serious; you started to worry more but wanted to know what’s going on in his mind.

“Okay, uhm… We are basically together for a month now, but just in formal way, not the real one… And I know you don’t care much about it, but I do…” He stopped for a moment and looked into your eyes. “Because when I told you I don’t want just your attention but you completely, I mean it. I want you to be mine… Will you be my girlfriend?”

Happiness filled your whole body and with the biggest smile what have been ever on your face, you grabbed Sirius’ neck and hugged him strongly.

“Is it a yes?” He asked hopefully when he could get a little breath.

“A big yes.” You hugged him again and Sirius kissed your forehead with a huge smile.

The two of you felt yourselves the happiest people in the world that day and the rest of your life together.

you’re on my mind

fandom: bts
pairing: park jimin/jeon jungkook
rated: g
summary: Jungkook wished it was appropriate to punch himself in the face, because that was the only way he would shut up at that point.
genre: fluff, soft
wordcount: 1240 

The first time Jimin told Jungkook he loved him was during the early years before their debut.

Jimin experience homesickness in waves, some currents stronger than others. It was worse during stressful periods, and lately Jimin had been calling his parents every other night, speaking softly about how much he missed them and how he wished he could be playing with his baby brother instead.

The night he made his routine phone call, he was out in the living room while Jungkook sat at the table doing homework. Every so often Jungkook glanced up as Jimin snorted or complained at whatever conversation he was having with his mother. Soon the topic of food came up, and Jimin’s excited voice shrunk back as he stared at the floor.

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Dating Jungkook 🥐

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Dating Jungkook is like: 🙄


-get ready to be that headass couple

-constantly making fun at each other

-cute nicknames

-coconut head and sugar booger

-you’ll probably walk in on him doing some extra ass shit.

-like sitting on his head and watching a candle burn 😂

-he’d like to FaceTime you just to show you his bowling form.
-“jungkook…why are you doing this it’s 6am?”
Jk: “But don’t you think I’ll get a strike like this?”
-pinkie holding in public
-no PDA🙅🏾
-he probably wouldn’t be very affectionate
-he show it by being funny, trying to make you laugh.
-he probably wouldn’t say I love you often; but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you.
-he shows it more though making you smile or laugh and small gifts.
-he’d want to do all his adventurous things with you.
-even if you couldn’t do them
-he’d feel alive knowing you were there and watching him, wishing for his safety.


-how could you argue with that face.

-he’d probably would be super vocal about things but he’d be obviously upset during an argument.

-I’m sure he’ll talk to you about his feelings on his own time.

-I wouldn’t say he would necessarily shut down, like Hoseok, but he’d be defensive.

-he’d want the problem solved, or he’d be anxious over if it made you wanna break up.

-reassuring him of your love after a fight is a necessity.

📆 anniversaries

-it’s not that he’s thoughtless
-or that he doesn’t care about the day.
-he cant remember everything, every time it comes up.
-he’s not gonna get things right every time.
-he’d plan something small
-a dinner or movie date
-he’d probably want to be alone with you
-so he’d clear out the dorm
-invite you over
-you’d watch movies under a bit fort

🍫🥜 he’d a sweet boyfriend, shy, but he’d do his best. He’d make you feel loved even though its hard to express it sometimes. The more he gets to know you the better things would get. He’d end up being able to tell you just how he feels on his own time. Show him your love to assure him you don’t regret being with him for the way he is. Love him for him. 🥐

A/N: I guess this is a series now hahaha I’ll do got7 too.

-admin Jazzi 🥔

NDRv3 Boys - (S/o) is flat chested

This took so long oh god i’m so sorry! - Mod Rantarou

Saihara Shuuichi:

  • He’s really confused.
  • “Why does it matter if you’re-, um, your chest- er…”
  • “..even if you think you’re different from other girls, why is that a bad thing?”
  • This little nerd had to change the sentence so he didn’t have to say anything about your boobs this boY
  • He understands if you need a while before you’re comfortable to wear the swimsuit, but he’ll wait as long as you need!

Rantarou Amami:

  • He knows that you’re feeling upset over this, but yet he’s smiling.
  • “You are different from the other girls, but it’s not because of your body! Your body is amazing, and it’s yours, so that’s even better!”
  • He cancels your pool plans and you both just cuddle and talk.
  • He supposes he would understand more if he was, well, a woman, but for now he’ll just have to try his best to make you feel better.

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Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Jersey Jitters

Anon- Could you do an stiles imagine where him and the reader just stayed dating and on away games for lacrosse the girlfriends wear the boyfriends jersey and he is nervous about asking her and FLUFF btw, love you and your blog!💕

Authors Note- Thank you so much, love you too!!x I actually loved this request and I hope I got it close to how you wanted. Nervous Stiles is definitely the cutest Stiles x

“So, do you have everything for tonight’s game?” your boyfriend asked, while helping you swap your books into your locker. “Popcorn, chocolate, spare converse, a jacket and a drink” you smiled with an eye roll. He does this every lacrosse game, as if you’d forget. “I know it’s annoying but its my first match with you as my official girlfriend” he said, shutting your locker door for you. “Aww you’re nervous” you teased. “I am not nervous, I just want to make sure you’re fully prepared” he said stubbornly. “Tell that to your face, is that a blush I see?” you asked, wiggling your finger at him. He gave a small laugh and moved your hand out of his face by holding it, as you walked down the hallway. “Don’t forget it’s an away game, so it’s extra important” he claimed. “Why?” you questioned. “Because we’ll be in their territory and I don’t want the other team to try and make a move on my territory” he began. “You have been spending way too much time with werewolves, you’re even starting to sound like one” you joked, after understanding his reference. “I’m sorry I have no idea where that came from, but that’s besides the point. Its a sort of tradition and I was wondering-” he began to explain, before you got distracted. “OO, Lydia is there. Can we continue this later, I need to copy her English homework before next period” you said, already beginning to walk off. “Uhm yeah, sure. It can wait” he returned with a small smile. “Ill see you later babe” you blew a kiss, before joining her. “Real smooth bro” Scott said, after catching up to Stiles. “Shut up ok, I’m going to ask” he replied. “Did you really think it was a good idea to call her your territory?” Scott was trying so hard to hold in a laugh. “Omg you heard that?” he sighed. “Yep and so did Jackson” Scott claimed, pointing to him. Jackson shook his head disappointingly, before walking off smugly. “I don’t know man, what if she says no? What if she breaks up with me? Maybe she’ll think I’m too clingy and go for some other lacrosse douche. Maybe-” he began to ramble. “You’re overthinking this. Y/n is really into you, I mean her heartbeat goes insane whenever you’re around” Scott encouraged. “Really?” Stiles asked, with a huge grin. “Really” Scott confirmed with a smile.

Lunch time finally came around and you and Allison reserved your normal table for everyone. Lydia and Jackson soon joined you, hand in hand. Instead of being met by your usual forehead kiss, that Stiles insisted on doing everyday to show everyone you’re his, you were met by a different greeting. “Hey baby” Stiles said brightly, sitting next to you. You weren’t able to utter a word before he pressed his lips to yours gently and attentively, he cupped your face until you eventually pulled away from each other, to the sound of Scott whistling, Lydia and Allison squealing and making happy noises while Jackson rolled his eyes. “Now look who’s blushing” he teased, pulling you into his chest, knowing you’d want to hide it. “God Stilinski, some of us are trying to eat here” Jackson muttered, biting into an apple. “Why are you so bothered, I think they’re adorable” Allison said winking at you. “Yes Jackson, why are you so bothered?” Lydia continued while staring at him, concerned by his almost jealously. “Whatever” Jackson scoffed. Scott widened his eyes at Stiles and then did a beating heart gesture discreetly, to goad him on. “Uhm as I was saying earlier-” Stiles began nervously. You stopped looking at your precious food and met his beautiful brown eyes, they were slightly glazed and kept flickering, showing he was anxious. “This should be good” Jackson sniggered, earning him an elbow in the chest from Lydia. You laced Stiles’ hand with your own under the table, to reassure him that whatever he was about to say you weren’t going to laugh or judge him. “It’s sort of tradition when we go to away games that the players girlfriends uhm wear their jerseys” Stiles mumbled quietly. “And you wanted me to wear yours?” you asked. “Yeah, it’s stupid I know and if you don’t want to its completely ok” he said quickly, earning him another Scoff from Jackson. “Aww babe that’s so sweet, I’d love to wear it” you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug, taking in the scent of his cologne. You kissed him sweetly on the cheek, before continuing to eat your lunch, with a huge grin on your face.

“Is everyone ready now?” Coach Finstock asked, with his usual sarcastic tone. Luckily the school bus was big enough for the players and a few people from the school to ride together. The six of you sat in your usual seats; Jackson and Lydia together, Allison and Scott on the row behind them, with you and Stiles on the row behind them. To think, the last time you all sat on that school bus you and Stiles weren’t actually dating and it was filled with awkward silences every time you two accidently brushed hands or shoulders. This time Stiles spent the journey with his arm around you, as you both talked about anything and everything. When you were about ten minutes away he sifted though his gym bag and pulled out his practice lacrosse jersey. “I forgot to tell my dad to wash it before today, its ok if-” he began to say. “Stiles, I don’t care what it smells like. I’m wearing it because it’s yours and I want to show off the fact you’re my boyfriend” you smiled. “This is why I love you” he said, staring at you admiringly. You were taken back by this, you’d known Stiles and liked him since before you could remember but he’d never said he loved you. Before you could respond the bus came to a stop and everyone began standing up and getting off.

“Heyyy” you said, walking to the stands to join Lydia and Allison. You’d changed into Stiles’ lacrosse jersey but you had to shove your jacket on over the top because of how cold it was. “Welcome to the jersey gang” Allison laughed, referring to the two of them and the other players’ girlfriends, all wearing their boyfriend’s practice jerseys. After a while of watching Scott completely annihilate the other team, while competing with Jackson you were starting to get bored. That was until coach swapped Stiles with Greenburg half way through the match. “Omg Stiles is playing” you cheered, earing a smile from Scott who heard your enthusiasm and told Stiles. Stiles blew you a kiss as the whistle went to proceed. It was a while until Stiles actually got close to the ball, but even then her rarely threw it in the right direction. You took off your jacket and stood up, “Go on Stiles, you get a kiss for every ball you catch” you shouted, turning a few heads from the other school’s team. A minute later he caught the ball and automatically began to smile widely at you in the stands. “Stiles watch out” Scott called from across the field, right as he was tackled to the ground. “OOO” the crowd winced in unison. “You’ve got it babe, just walk it off” you tried to shout encouragingly. At the end of the match you ran over to the field and hugged your boyfriend, “Good job baby” you smiled as you quickly kissed him on the lips. “Are you kidding? I didn’t score one goal” he sighed. “That doesn’t matter, because you looked cute trying” you joked. “The one good thing is seeing you in my jersey” he grinned. “Yeah, I don’t think you’ll be getting this back anytime soon” you claimed. “About what I said earlier-” he said awkwardly. “It’s ok, because I love you too” you finished. “Really?” he asked in shock. “I always have” you said, pressing your lips to his, this time ignoring the chants from your friends. In that moment all that mattered was you and him.

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I already know that we are going to pretend that the other has never existed. I know it from the way you start replacing your promises to return with drunk kisses on my cheek. Bad choices we don’t mean are easier to forget than words. I know it from how the pain dulls. An old echo dying, killing itself over and over again every time you say my name like there is still love attached to it. I can already tell we won’t hate each other– we’ll just forget. You will look back and find that the last time we were happy, my hair was still black and everything afterwards will just blur in the peroxide. I will think of you and wonder if your birthday falls on the 4th or 14th and why that still matters; it will feel like nothing when I realize it doesn’t. Some people talk about how it hurts to remember. I wish I could tell them it feels like nothing when you forget.
—  I don’t know if forgetting is a good thing
K-Drama Starters Part II:
  • “Don’t give me that face.”
  • “I’m sorry to say that I’m still alive.”
  • “Were you always so heartless?”
  • “You might not know this but I used to hurt people with just a spoon.”
  • “I don’t like ugly people. It pains me to even talk to you.”
  • “He/she treats me like a sister/brother!”
  • “You startled me, you punk.”
  • “How can I get back at that jerk?”
  • “Not that it’s possible, but I’ll make myself even more beautiful.”
  • “Why are you here, you foxy lady/man?”
  • “How many children should we have?”
  • “Would you like some chocolate milk?”
  • “As expected, I don’t fit in.”
  • “I won’t wear it. Get rid of it.”
  • “I won’t get rid of it. Wear it.”
  • “This is the worst coffee I’ve ever tasted.”
  • “I tried my best to make this. Don’t be cruel.”
  • “Are you hurt anywhere?!”
  • “I’m proposing to you right now, you know.”  
  • “I could put you in danger.”
  • “Most people cringe when startled, but you get ready to punch.”
  • “I don’t care about who you were or what you did in a past life. I’d hate you just the same.”
  • “Hey, does my face look like this drawing?”
  • “I’m only sitting next to you because I have no other choice.”
  • “I thought you were only bad at singing but your sense of humor is also terrible.”
  • “Let’s go together. If we go together, it won’t be lonely.”
  • “You’re looking at me sensually, aren’t you?”
  • “It’s too dangerous. You can’t go.”
  • “You know that I like you, right?”
  • “Liking someone is a good thing. There’s no reason to hide it.”
  • “I’m going to become someone you can lean on.”
  • “It doesn’t matter who you are because I don’t care at all.”
  • “I made him/her cry.”
  • “I’ll protect you.”
  • “I wish I could have pizza until I feel sick.”
  • “I was passing by when I saw an ugly little girl. I called your name just to check.”
  • “I’m ashamed to be your friend.”
  • “What’s wrong with a motel?”
  • “My leg feels like it’s going to break!”
  • “Can I kiss you one more time?”
  • “It’s too bad we only got to do four romantic things.”
  • “What do you want to eat? Oh, right I forgot you don’t eat.”
  • “You forgot your hair.”
  • “You can give me back my sheets later.”
  • “You think I don’t know about your dark thoughts?”
  • “I just thought of one thing money can’t buy: your smile.”
  • “I’m going to become stronger so I can protect you.”
  • “Why are you being like this?”
  • “I just visited her fitness club, sweated a bit, and she took the bait.”
  • “Get lost; this is my house!”
  • “When did I eat all this?”
  • “Did you grab [NAME]’s hand and drag him/her by force?”
  • “I’d give you the world if you asked me to.”
  • “Shoot, I just made a cute face at [NAME]’s father.”
  • “He/she got 50th place.”
  • “I’m not manly.”
  • “Should I apologize or should I confess?”
  • “I can hear everything, you cheesy goblin!”
  • “Cut it out, you’re scaring me.”
  • “Put that back before you cause an international dispute.”
  • “Goodbye. Take care. Never come back.”
  • “He/she’s talking on the phone while driving. Please give him/her a ticket.”
  • “Black loafers with white socks? Are you Michael Jackson?”
  • “I got dressed up for nothing… I guess I should take some selfies.”
  • “You fall in love every time someone buys you food.”
  • “Your grades are really sad.”
  • “Let’s just say that you hugged me.”
  • “Your Mom says she doesn’t like me.”
  • “Go get your gun.”  
  • “We should do something special.”  
  • “Be careful. I’m a good fighter.”
  • “Congratulations on becoming a married man/woman.”
  • “How could you dump someone over text?!”
  • “Why are you laughing?”  
  • “How dare you?”
  • “You have no idea what I went through in the short period of an hour.”
  • “Where did you come from? I only closed my eyes for ten seconds?”
  • “Seeing your face makes me happy.”
Secret Whispers :)

From the beginning Kent makes it clear that it’s just sex, no strings attached. Alexei agrees and makes love to Kent every chance they get. They don’t see each other often, maybe once every few months if they’re lucky.

The sex is great, in Kent’s opinion, and Alexei is good at cleaning up afterwards too. But Kent can’t understand him half the time— whenever they get really into it Alexei starts babbling in Russian. Kent assumes it’s dirty talk and finds it pretty hot.

In reality, alexei says things like:

“You’re so beautiful my darling, I wish I could have you all the time.“

“You’re always so good Kent. I want everything from you.”

“Fuck, yes, sweetheart…“

“You like that? I’ll do it a hundred times if it makes you sound so pretty every time…”

“My darling… I wish I was more to you…“

“Sweetheart, you feel amazing.”

“I’m so weak for you. I wish you were mine, not only in the nights.“

And basically alexei pines for months, saying these sweet things in a language Kent can’t understand. Eventually Alexei falls in love and the sex isn’t enough anymore, he wants everything with Kent. He ends whatever they have, cue the angst…

Kent starts to miss Alexei. The sex was amazing, obviously, but the time he spent with the other man was great too. No one understands him how Alexei does.

They finally “talk about their feelings” and end all this angsty stuff, deciding to give a relationship a try :)

(Basically an idea for a fic im never gonna write)