he danced to one direction you guys

Can we talk about how cute and cuddly Harry looked in Edinburgh when he lost his voice?? With that big ass headscarf and sweatshirt and the fact that he couldn’t sing so he just did so many goofy and endearing things?

Let’s start with “Little Things”, as if the lyrics of that song weren’t sweet enough, he just had to act like a puppy when someone asked him why wasn’t he singing:

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Lin-Manuel Miranda on His Lifelong Oscars Obsession and Why the Show Still Matters (Guest Column)

The Hollywood Reporter
February 20, 2017

During college, Lin-Manuel Miranda and a friend used to improvise interpretative dance tributes to best picture nominees at their annual Oscar party. “It was a lot of breathing and rolling around,” recalls the creator of the Broadway smash Hamilton. “We had a great Seabiscuit dance one year.”

For the New York-born son of Puerto Rican parents — his father a political consultant, his mother a psychologist — it was just another phase of a lifelong fascination with the Oscars that began when he was growing up in the Inwood section of Manhattan, playing and replaying the telecasts that his family recorded on their VCR. At 37, Miranda is about to cross the threshold from superfan to participant: “How Far I’ll Go,” which he wrote for the Disney film Moana, is nominated for original song, and on Feb. 26, Miranda (with his mother) will attend his first Academy Awards.

It’s an auspicious step in a career that will see him star with Emily Blunt and Colin Firth in Disney’s 2018 Mary Poppins Returns and collaborate with composer Alan Menken on the studio’s live-action The Little Mermaid, one of Miranda’s favorite films and, he reveals here, the gateway to his Oscars obsession.

My brain is a compendium of Oscar moments: Tom Hanks’ beautiful acceptance speech when he won best actor for Philadelphia in 1994. Roberto Benigni climbing over chairs and wanting to make love to everybody in the world when Life Is Beautiful won best foreign-language film in 1999. Kim Basinger presenting in 1990 and telling the audience that one of the best films of the year, Do the Right Thing, was not nominated. For her to take a stand, 25 years before #OscarsSoWhite, was incredible — and impressive because time has shown the prescience of that film.

I expect we’ll see more of that this year. It’s a political time, so I imagine the Oscars will look exactly like your Twitter or Facebook feed. Why should we ignore for three hours what we’re talking about 24 hours a day?

The Oscars were always a family affair when I was a kid. One sort of unintentional tradition we had every year was during the “In Memoriam” part of the show. My family called it the “She died?” section because my dad, who is pop culture-oblivious, would always go, “She died? He died? She died?!” the whole time. So, it was very sad and yet also very funny watching my dad catch up.

When I was a kid, the Oscars felt like this impossibly larger-than-life thing. The first time I felt like I had a horse in the race was in 1990. I was 10, and The Little Mermaid was up for best song and best score. They did that crazy “Under the Sea” number with the late, great Geoffrey Holder and dudes in scuba outfits tap-dancing with flippers. We had a tradition of recording the show on our VHS, and I must have watched it a million and a half times.

There was also an amazing Chuck Workman montage at the beginning of the show that depicted 100 years of filmmaking with classic scores. I was already in love with movies, but this was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life.

That was the period when Billy Crystal was hosting, and I would memorize his musical spoofs of the year’s top films. He did them with Marc Shaiman, whom I’m working with right now on Mary Poppins Returns… I was a huge fan of those moments and musical numbers — they showed a genuine love of movies while still poking fun at them. I may also be the only person in America who laughed his ass off to “Uma, Oprah. Oprah, Uma.” David Letterman’s commitment to that bit was enough to put it over the top for me. He didn’t care if no one got it. In his head, it was funny.


Hosting the Oscars is not a thing I would ever want to do… You always have to do this dance as a host: You’re playing to a billion people at home, and you’re playing to anxious contestants in a room, and that’s an insanely hard thing to divide. It’s the most thankless task in the world. I have a pretty healthy ego, but it does not extend in that direction. I’d much rather be the guy writing the opening tune than having to deliver it.


Another Oscar moment that really stuck with me was when Whoopi won her best supporting actress for Ghost. I’ll never forget, at the top of her acceptance speech she said, “Ever since I was a little kid, I wanted this,” which is so rare. Then she said, “As a little kid, I lived in the projects, and you’re the people I watched. You’re the people who made me want to be an actor.” For me, it was like she was saying, “If you want this, you can get it, too. I’m proof that you can.”

I had been seeing myself in this world since I was old enough to do anything, and it was as if she reached through the screen to talk to me. I was that kid. Even my mother used to say, “Remember what Whoopi said.”

That speech was the inspiration for the opening song I co-wrote for Neil Patrick Harris, “Bigger,” for the 2013 Tony Awards:

There’s a kid in the middle of nowhere sitting there, living for Tony performances singin’ and flippin’ along with the Pippins and Wickeds and Kinkys, Matildas and Mormonses / So we might reassure that kid and do something to spur that kid  / ‘Cause I promise you all of us up here tonight, We were that kid and now we’re bigger


Another of my favorite moments was in 2005, when they had Antonio Banderas sing “Al Otro Lado Del Rio” from The Motorcycle Diaries, which was nominated for best song. And then when Jorge Drexler, who composed it, won, he went onstage and sang it, like, “This is how it really goes.” It was so funny and ballsy and great. I’m happy whenever Latinos win anything, so I was thrilled by both performances.

I can’t tell you what it feels like in that room because this will be my first time at the Oscars, but I can tell you why the Oscars matter. It’s a night when the arts and artists are formally honored, and this recognition is seen by millions of people across the country and around the world. The show inspires people to keep pursuing their craft, or to seek out the nominated films or the overall body of work of the nominees, and through that exposure, people gain a greater appreciation of what the art of filmmaking brings to our culture.

Too Late

Plot: You never really knew that it was too late, until you saw him standing in the end of the aisle, smiling at his fiancé. 

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x reader

Genre: Angst, non-idol au!

Note: I took quite a while with this, considering it’s exam week(s). Writing is pretty much my escape/break. Namjoon deserves so much more appreciation, so I gave this my all~ I hope you like it. 1,387 Words

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

How did you manage to fuck up this bad?

“Kim Namjoon, do you take Park Mari to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

You had 15 whole years to admit your feelings to him; 15 whole years to tell him that the only thing on your mind, no matter where you were, was your best friend. Yet, you told yourself you never got the time. You always said that you would do it tomorrow, but you just couldn’t. You would always leave him with other girls, because you had no self worth – or maybe you were just too much of a coward to ruin what you already shared with him.

“I do.”

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Jealousy.

Requested: A one shot where the reader tries to help Percival Graves after he’s been kidnapped. He’s cold and doesn’t let her in which leads to him pushing her away and them breaking up. Later when he sees her out with another man he begins to question his previous decision. 

Requested by: the lovely @fandomlover2001

I’ve never done a request before so I hope this doesn’t suck! 

Warnings: smut, language 

Word Count: 3,617


For as long as you could remember you’d known Percival Graves.

You knew everything about him.

What made him tick, what made him happy and what made him sad.

You knew him inside and out.

So, when he started to act different you knew something was wrong. You knew he wasn’t the Percival Graves you’d once known. Not the man you’d loved or the man you’d grown up knowing. But even when it was revealed that someone had been pretending to be him, that your suspicions were right you didn’t find relief.

At first, when he came back home, you’d thought that you could get through to him. That giving him space and attention at the right time would be enough to bring the old Percival Graves back to you. But it wasn’t that easy… the more you tried the more he pulled away.

The more he pulled away.

           Until he pulled away completely.

                       Until you both broke up.

The night that plagued your mind whenever you closed your eyes. It was a late night, the night you broke up, he’d come home from work and you could tell something was wrong before he walked through the door.

         You could feel it in my soul.

You’d been waiting in silence at the kitchen table, your eyes trained on the clock directly across from you. The moment he walked in he kept his eyes from you, his body tense when he hears you get up from the kitchen chair. Your hands rest along the table top and sigh when he reaches for one of the clean wine glasses on the counter. Without speaking a word, he grabs the bourbon and pours it into the glass, his eyes fixated on it.

He barely spoke to you anymore. Instead he acted as if you didn’t exist. As if you weren’t worth consideration. Even when you got up and cleared your throat he still pretended that you didn’t exist.

“Percival…”

You’d said after several moments of silence. Your eyes watched him closely before daring to take a step forward. Your feet are quiet, but the moment your hand reaches out to touch his he pulls back. His brown eyes move to yours as a look of frustration crosses his handsome face.

His stare was cold.

           Colder than ice.

“… We need to talk.”

You find yourself pleading, begging as he his head shook in protest. Without speaking you knew what he wanted to say next. You knew that he was going to push you away, but you didn’t expect what he was going to say next. A string of sentences that ended it all.

“We don’t need to talk…”

He started before taking a swig of his bourbon.

“… You need to get out of my life. Because I’m done pretending to love you. I’m done pretending that we still have anything worth keeping us together.”

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Slow Hands (Reader x Newt Scamander)

Fandom: Fantastic beasts

Pairing: Reader x Newt Scamander

Warnings: um cheeky drunk newt and SMUT oops

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: The is inspired by the song slow hands by niall horan, you in no way need to know the song but I recommend it. Basically you go to a bar with newt and the rest of the gang but newt gets a bit too drunk and says some things he can’t un confess… and then smut because why not


You looked in the mirror at your reflection and you could see Queenie in the background giving you a reassuring smile, you had let her pick out your dress for the night. You were headed out to a wizard bar with Queenie, Tina, Jacob and Newt. “Oh Y/N that dress looks so good on you, Newt won’t be able to keep his eyes off you” Queenie said, you responded “Queenie I don’t think newt likes me that way, he has clearly shown he only wants to be friends”. Queenie smirked “I wouldn’t be too sure about that Y/N and I don’t have to read his thoughts to know it” you blushed at the thought of Newt possibly liking you but you were worried you would mess up your friend ship if you said anything but the timid boy would never make a move.

You guys were travelling by Apartition to the bar and when you were getting ready to go Newt reached out his hand for you and you grab it, quickly getting butterflies, but they were immediately killed by the similar but different twisting feeling of the teleportation spell. When you arrived you landed and stumbled into Newt, him catching you which resulted in a light blush across both your cheeks. You gained your balance and newt said ”you alright Y/N” you looked at him and replied “oh I’m just fine”.

The night went on as they always do, you guys sat at a table near the corner of the bar where the music wasn’t too loud so you guys could drink and talk and take a few trips to the dance floor. You and queenie were dancing and she was trying to convince Jacob to join but he hadn’t quite had enough to drink yet to get him dancing, but Newt on the other hand had his fair share of drinks so early into the night, he smiled at you from the table making you blush.

When Jacob finally joined the two of you they mostly danced together but you were fine on your own, you didn’t like when guys approached you and asked you to dance or what not and you had a bad habit of sort of running away from any man who came close to you instead of talking to them because you didn’t want to.

You went back to the table and sat beside newt who had a stupid grin on his face and you knew he was drunk “having a good time Newt? he looked at you and said “wonderful, I could watch you dance all night, you guys, all of you, I , I could watch you all dance all night” he stuttered steering away from the direct compliment but you knew what he meant and you smiled back at him. You ordered another drink and stayed beside Newt Just enjoying the music and when he rested his hand on your thigh you nearly jumped, he wasn’t the touchy type especially since your dress had ridden up and his hand was directly on your skin.

At one point you and Newt were the only two at the table sitting very close, he was talking to you with his face even closer to yours looking directly into your eyes and losing his train of thought, “Newt? You were in the middle of talking and you just stopped? what were you saying?”, he looked from your lips to your eyes “Y/N your eyes are so pretty I lost my words” he admitted in his drunken state an didn’t even try to take back the complement he let the words float off of his tongue as he continued to blatantly stare at you. You blushed and he smiled at how flustered you were from such and innocent compliment. Newt moved his hand from your thigh and pressed it on your cheek. He looked into your eyes once again, as if he hadn’t already done that enough, looking for a sign of permission as you lightly nodded not sure what he was doing and he leaned in and kissed you almost bumping noses.

The kiss was quick because there was a bit of sober Newt pulling him away slightly embarrassed of his brash actions but you quickly re assured him by kissing him back, easily wrapping your hands around his neck only stopping the kiss once you remembered you were in public. You both pulled away and looked at each other until everyone returned to the table un knowing of what you guys had just done.

You realized the time “oh, I better get going, it’s getting pretty late” Newt turned his head quickly “wait your leaving? “ Newt looked a bit sad but you grabbed his hand pulling him out of his seat and said ”yeah , you’re walking me home right ?” Newt smiled happily at your words but before he could agree you said in his ear “there’s no chance that I’m leaving here without you” Newts cheeks blushed and he got excited by your words he couldn’t get you home fast enough so he grabbed your hand and did the Apartition spell bringing you both to your apartment.

Newt wasted no time now that you were alone but he was still very drunk and clumsy about everything he was doing. “Y/N I’ve been thinking about you all day, and once I saw you in that dress and your eyes looked so pretty tonight” he would have kept blabbering on but you shut him up by kissing him. The kiss deepened as newt pushed you against the back of your door getting as close to you as he could. He slowly moved his hands to around your waist and then slowly they moved lower. You wanted things to be moving faster but you remembered newt was drunk and he does everything slow when he drunk, you almost groaned at the thought of how much of a tease he would be tonight but you stopped yourself.

You pushed your back off the door and without breaking the kiss that was deepening as time went on, you moved to your bedroom and you pushed Newt onto the bed straddling him and grinding into his hips creating a small moan to fall from Newt swollen lips as he continued to kiss you. You started grinding faster gaining more friction but newt stopped this kiss “I just wanna take my time with you” he almost whispered and rolled you over so he was lying almost beside you and you sighed at the loss of touch. But before you knew it newt was pulling you close to him and sliding his large hand up your thigh almost painfully slow, stopping when he reached your panties, he pushed them to the side carefully and traced over your entrance staring into your eyes, you moaned softly at the touch, moving close to him, his pace was dreadful but you didn’t want to push him.

Newt pushed a finger inside of you making you gasp and then placing a second in right after, he started pumping his fingers, he may have been drunk but even at his slow pace he was so good. You thought about asking him to go faster but you knew there was no stopping his plans he had for you or stopping his slow hands.

He started pumping faster as you rapped your arms around him and he kissed your neck, he wasn’t thinking so you knew he was going to leave marks, you were reaching your high and he started dong circles on your clit bring you there, leaving a mess on his fingers and moaning his name while pulling lightly on his hair.

Newt looked up at you again and smiled cheekily happy at the pleasure he had just brought you but then you decided it was your turn to be in control. “Newt as much as I love your slow hands we’re going to need to pick it up a little” You rid yourself of your panties and pulled down Newts pants slowly grazing over the bulge in his pants. You straddled him and started removing his shirt he immediately copied you, pulling your tight dress over your arms and head leaving you both there naked. “okay miss don’t want to be so slow, hurry up” Newt said and you giggled kissing him as you sat up putting his hard length in your hand holding it in place and slowly sat back down on him, taking all of his length inside you, you started moving faster moaning every time you went back down.

Newt quickly grabbed your hips moving you how he wanted you picking up speed, you could feel yourself reaching your high and by the way newt was twitching inside you , you could tell he was too. You both came together, Newt released inside of you and you moaned into a deep kiss not removing him from you for a minute.

You slowly laid down beside him and he turned over to look at you seeing bruises appear on your hips “wow those are some dark marks from such slow hands” you teased and Newt just nuzzled his head into your neck kissing you and apologising for bruising your skin. You brushed it off and laid your head on his chest slowly drifting to sleep.

Reputation; Series (Part 8)

Summary: Zhang Yixing was a typical jock. He had the looks, athleticism, and cockiness, all the makings of a football boy. Though he was popular and had people around him at all times, he didn’t talk much. There had to be another side to him, and you needed to find out.


PART 8

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Member: Chanyeol, Lay, and Xiumin

Words: 2,164

A/N: This part has been such a pain in my ass. Please enjoy it.


part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

Originally posted by prince-chanyeol

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After Nationals

Request: Hey there! All good? I was wondering if you could a Seb fic where there’s a party after nationals (you can choose which glee club won; the reader in part of new directions) and all the glee clubs that were competing were there. And the reader is dating Seb but no one knows, so all night he has to watch her dancing with other people until a romantic song comes up and he’s like “screw it!” And leads her to the dance floor and its all fluuuuffyyyy?! 😍😍😍 I hope you can! Take your time, thanks xx

Notes: So, I’m actually pretty happy with this fic and how it turned out, there are some points where Sebastian says stuff I don’t normally associate with him, but I’m still happy with it, I hope you guys will be, too. 

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BTS Scenarios - Jealous of One of the Other Guys/You

Jin

Originally posted by softfluffytae


·        He tries not to show it.

·        But every time he sees you and Hoseok laughing and joking together, it makes him feel insecure.

·        He knows he shouldn’t be that way.

·        Hoseok is his friend and you, his girlfriend.

·        Jin understood that you and Hoseok had been friends for a lot longer than Hoseok had been in Bangtan.

·        But it didn’t stop him from wondering if you and Hoseok had ever felt for each other as more than friends.

·        And other people didn’t make it any easier.

·        From the guys making well-meaning, yet off-handed jokes about Hoseok stealing you from Jin.

·        To your family making comments about how they really like that Jung boy.

·        It didn’t help that you and Hoseok’s friendship was so flirty either.

·        The way you guys touched each other, the way you smiled at him.

·        It was different from how you treated Jin and he knew it.

·        You guys just had dinner with all of Bangtan and you and Jin were on your way home when his feelings overflowed and he just had to ask you.

·        “So… Did you and Hoseok ever date?”

·        You were stunned.

·        Sure, Hoseok was your best friend, but it was never more than that.

·        He was more like a brother than anything else to you.

·        “What?! Jin, no! What makes you think that?!”

·        Jin suddenly felt embarrassed.

·        He really hoped he hadn’t offended you. It wasn’t his intention.

·        “I don’t know… You two just seem so… perfect for each other. I thought…”

·        You couldn’t help but laugh.

·        You and Hoseok? Absolutely not!

·        “As far as I know, Hoseok has never seen me in that way and I know I’ve never seen him in that way either. We’re like family. That’s all.”

·        Jin sighed a little, relaxing his grip on the steering wheel.

·        “Oh thank goodness.”

·        You run your fingers through his hair and it seems to relax him more.

·        “Seokjin, what you and I have, it’s special to me. I would never sacrifice it for anyone.”

·        You lower your hand and he laces his fingers with yours, bringing them up for a kiss.

·        “I love you in a completely different way than I love Hoseok.”

·        Jin smiles to himself.

·        Hearing you say that is all the confirmation he needs to know he has nothing to worry about.

Namjoon

Originally posted by gravitaetion


·        You told him that he has no competition.

·        So, how come Namjoon felt like he did?

·        Every time you came over to the dorms, you were attached to Jin’s side.

·        Namjoon knew that you had both agreed to keep your relationship private because of his idol status and fans.

·        But the guys knew you were together.

·        No matter what Namjoon did to try to get your attention when you were around, you always stayed rooted next to Jin.

·        And it was familiar for you.

·        Seokjin was family.

·        You’d known him since you were old enough to speak.

·        In fact, if it weren’t for him, you and Namjoon wouldn’t have even gotten together.

·        Jin was the one who set you up.

·        Still, in Namjoon’s eyes, he believed something was up with you two.

·        He told himself over and over again that you would never hurt him like that.

·        That Jin would never hurt him like that.

·        But it was getting more difficult to believe that as each day passed.

·        Finally, when you came around to the dorms the last time and spent most of the time there hanging out and playing video games with Jin, Namjoon snapped.

·        When Jin got up to go to the bathroom, Namjoon pulled you into his room, careful not to close the door behind him too much.

·        When he saw the look of surprise on your face, he quickly defended himself.

·        “No, it’s not that. I just need to talk to you about something that’s upsetting me.”

·        You noticed that Namjoon looked defeated and started to get worried.

·        “What’s wrong? Did I do something?”

·        He shook his head.

·        “No. I just need to know how you feel about Jin. Like how you really feel about him.”

·        You didn’t have feelings for Jin – at least not in that way.

·        “Uhh… Well, he’s my friend? I enjoy spending time with him? That’s about it.”

·        “So, then why is it that’s all you do when you come over here? How come you never want to spend time with me?”

·        Namjoon needed to know, but as he was saying the words, he felt terrible.

·        He sounded so selfish now that he was hearing himself saying the things he thought on a regular basis.

·        Selfish and childish and that was not like Namjoon at all.

·        “What I mean is that… everyone knows we’re together and this is the one place where we can act like it. So, why don’t we?”

·        You hadn’t thought of that before.

·        You were so engrossed into giving Namjoon his space that it never occurred to you that this was a safe zone for you both to show your affection and emotions towards one another.

·        You were using Jin as a safety net.

·        Spending time with what was familiar to you instead of spending it cultivating your relationship.

·        You stepped towards Namjoon, who looked dejected, and lifted his face so he was looking into your eyes.

·        “Hey… I love you, Namjoon. And I’m sorry I wasn’t using this time to show you just how much I do. From now on, I’ll make more of an effort to make you feel loved, OK?”

·        Namjoon smiled and wrapped his arms around you in a hug.

·        Through the crack in the door, you could see Jin looking in at you two.

·        He smiled and gave you thumbs up.

·        You were so lucky to have them both.

Yoongi

Originally posted by gravitaetion


·        Yoongi is not one to admit when he’s jealous of something someone else has.

·        To be quite honest, he wasn’t really sure why he was jealous.

·        You were his – you had made that abundantly clear.

·        But something was still tugging at the back of his mind every time you were together.

·        That something was your close friendship to Jimin.

·        He knew you both had danced together in many ballets before and that Jimin admired and respected you.

·        Yoongi also knew how much you admired Jimin as well.

·        Granted, it wasn’t Jimin’s bed you insisted on crawling into at the end of a long and crazy night.

·        But it was Jimin you spent most of your time with when you hung around with the group.

·        However, you and Jimin were not aware of how this made Yoongi feel.

·        In your minds, it was innocent – two dancers who like to spend time together to talk about their passion.

·        You were both starting to notice, however, the disdain that Yoongi was showing.

·        No matter how hard he tried to pretend he wasn’t judging the hell out of the both of you.

·        Every time you got excited and ran over to Jimin to say hi, Yoongi would roll his eyes or just lower them in a glare at the both of you.

·        It was starting to affect his work as well.

·        He hated being mean to any of the guys.

·        They were his best friends and a part of his family.

·        But this whole situation made him single out Jimin.

·        His insults were harsher and more direct and slipped out before he had time to catch them.

·        Everyone was starting to notice the tension – especially during dance practice.

·        After the last one finished, Yoongi stormed out, trying to collect himself.

·        “He’s your best friend. Your brother.” He thought angrily to himself, as he leaned against the wall trying to calm himself down.

·        “Get it together, Yoongi. He’s not trying to steal your girlfriend.”

·        He didn’t realize that he was saying all of this out loud or that you were standing right behind him listening to every word he said.

·        “Is that why you’re being so awful to Jimin lately?”

·        He jumped when he heard your voice and turned to look at you.

·        You stood with your arms crossed, scowling at the boy as the other guys looked on from behind you.

·        Jimin spoke up next.

·        “Yoongi-hyung, I would never do that to you!”

·        You chimed in.

·        “And neither would I.

·        Yoongi felt ashamed.

·        Ashamed that he let it get to a point where everyone was made aware of his frustrations.

·        “Then why do you guys act like you’re in love with the other all the time?”

·        You were insulted he would think that.

·        You never thought for a minute that you were acting like you loved Jimin, but you always showed Yoongi all the love in the world.

·        “You think that I’m in love with Jimin?”

·        He nodded, sheepishly.

·        You grabbed his hand, pulling him away from the group and into another room.

·        “Yoongi, I have never felt anything for Jimin other than friendship and admiration. I don’t want to be with him. I’ve always wanted to be with you.”

·        He started to melt a little until you spoke again, but harsher this time.

·        “But you’re acting like an idiot. And it’s not attractive. You need to stop being mean to Jimin and stop being jealous of our friendship! He’s not the one I dream of when I go to sleep – you are.”

·        Yoongi smiled at you, feeling a lot more relaxed now that you had clarified the situation for him.

·        He kissed your forehead softly.

·        “I apologize. It was very immature of me to behave the way I’ve been behaving. I promise, I’ll trust you and Jimin much better from here on out.”

·        You smiled back at him.

·        “I accept your apology, but it’s not me you should be apologizing to.”

·        He nodded knowingly – he knew he had to apologize to Jimin for his behavior.

·        You kissed him softly.

·        “Don’t be so scared of losing me. I’m not going anywhere. I love you, Min Yoongi.”

·        He kissed you back before making his way back to the group to talk to Jimin.

Hoseok

Originally posted by nycbtslover


·        Jealousy?

·        Hoseok didn’t know the meaning of the word!

·        He was almost always supportive of everyone around him in any situation, so long as it was a positive one.

·        But he learned that he did have a bit of a jealous side once he started dating you.

·        Not that he was possessive of you – of course, you were you own person with thoughts and feelings he couldn’t control.

·        But whenever there were other guys around, he was always keeping one eye on them to make sure they didn’t try anything inappropriate with you.

·        Typically, he trusted the other guys in Bangtan.

·        Most of them had their own girlfriends and the ones that didn’t kept to themselves and didn’t bother your relationship.

·        Or so it would seem.

·        Over time, you and Namjoon became really good friends.

·        He was always keeping you company in the dorms when you were waiting for Hoseok.

·        Not to mention, he was the biggest cheerleader of your relationship.

·        You didn’t consider your actions with Namjoon to be flirtatious.

·        But Hoseok did.

·        He found himself growing rigid when you and Namjoon would share an inside joke with one another that he wasn’t in on.

·        He winced every time you shared a hug with Namjoon.

·        And how you called him ‘your guy?’

·        What did that even mean?

·        Hoseok was supposed to be your guy!

·        You were beginning to notice a change in Hoseok’s behavior whenever you came to the dorms.

·        He was stiff – almost annoyed by your presence when Namjoon was around.

·        But if Namjoon was out or preoccupied, Hoseok was as loving as ever.

·        So, one day, you decided to question Hoseok about his bizarre antics.

·        “Hobi? What’s been bothering you lately?”

·        The question caught him off guard.

·        You two were cuddled up on the couch watching TV.

·        He didn’t think this was the appropriate time to have such a conversation.

·        “What do you mean?”

·        He asked, looking at you with the sweetest and most confused look you’d ever seen.

·        “You just seem so… annoyed? But you only seem like that when Namjoonie is around. Did he do or say something to you?”

·        Hoseok’s eyes widened in shock.

·        He didn’t think his actions were that obvious.

·        He didn’t even notice he was doing it, honestly.

·        He sat there searching for a response.

·        Finally, he settled for the truth.

·        “He didn’t do anything… It just seems to me like you’re more interested in spending time with him than you are with me.”

·        You were shocked.

·        You had never meant to make Hoseok feel like you didn’t want to be with him.

·        On the contrary, you spent 90% of your time with Namjoon talking about how in love with Hoseok you were.

·        You hugged Hoseok closely.

·        “You worry too much, Jung Hoseok. I’m yours. I don’t want anyone else, but you.”

·        Hoseok kissed the top of your head.

·        “But… don’t you feel that you and Namjoon would be a better couple than us sometimes?”

·        You gave him a look.

·        “If I felt that way, Hoseok, I’d have a hard time considering he is interested in someone else. That’s mostly what I’ve been doing with him. Trying to help him get to her.”

·        He couldn’t help, but laugh at his own stupidity.

·        He knew better than to think such things about his friends – let alone his own girlfriend.

·        He squeezed you tight.

·        “How’d I get so lucky to have someone as wonderful as you?”

·        You grinned to yourself.

·        “You are lucky, and don’t ever forget it!”

Taehyung

Originally posted by saikokpop


·        Taehyung had never had a girlfriend before.

·        So, maybe that’s why he was so protective of you.

·        Daily, he would remind himself how lucky he was that someone as beautiful and wonderful as you would be so in love with someone like him.

·        He tried so hard not to let insecurity get the best of him the way it had in the past.

·        But now, it was getting more difficult.

·        Now, you’re beginning to develop a close friendship with Yoongi.

·        Taehyung tries to tell himself that that’s all it is – friendship.

·        But he had to admit to himself that he’s never seen Yoongi this friendly with a girl before.

·        The whole thing even surprised you that the one member that people always said wasn’t very warm or friendly had taken a liking to you.

·        Taehyung felt like he couldn’t compete with Yoongi.

·        Yoongi was older than he was and more mature in many ways.

·        He had a brilliant mind and great work ethic.

·        Taehyung felt he was just a young child acting silly and refusing to grow up no matter how much time has passed.

·        And it didn’t help that no one really knew you were together because he was too afraid to tell the other guys that he was with someone.

·        Now the others had taken to teasing you and Yoongi about your ‘friendship’ and go as far as to try and set you two up together.

·        Deep down, though he didn’t acknowledge it, Yoongi knew you and Taehyung were together and he was happy that his friends were happy.

·        Taehyung, however, just saw all of the guys handing his girlfriend over to someone else.

·        One night, while everyone was out eating and relaxing, the guys wouldn’t stop teasing you and Yoongi over dinner about getting together.

·        “I don’t understand why he won’t date you!”

·        “You guys would be so cute together.”

·        “Oh, look, Yoongi’s blushing! I think he agrees!”

·        It was all Taehyung could take.

·        He jumped up from the table, excusing himself to go outside and get some fresh air.

·        Everyone at the table was in a stunned silence before Yoongi spoke.

·        “You better go follow him and see what’s wrong.”

·        You nodded, already knowing what the conversation was going to be.

·        You got up and followed Tae outside only to find him sitting on a bench with his head in his hands.

·        You sat beside him and touched his back lightly.

·        “Taehyungie… What’s wrong?”

·        He raised his head and you could see that he was crying.

·        You hated so much to see those tears.

·        When he spoke, his voice was strained and almost too low for you to hear against the street noise.

·        “It just never stops. They never stop saying how great you two are together. And it’s my fault…”

·        You were confused.

·        “What’s your fault?”

·        Taehyung finally looked at you.

·        “It’s my fault because I’m too scared to tell them that I’m with you. I’m too afraid that they’ll be angry with me for finding a girlfriend when they don’t have one.”

·        You shook your head.

·        “They’d never be angry with you. All they want is for everyone to be healthy and happy.”

·        Taehyung scoffed.

·        “It doesn’t matter. Soon, you’ll realize how mature and attractive Yoongi is and leave me to be with him. Then everyone will be happy and I’ll just go back to pretending I’m happy.”

·        Everything was starting to make sense to you.

·        “Taehyung… Are you… jealous of Min Yoongi and me?”

·        Tae bit his lip and nodded shyly, avoiding eye contact with you.

·        You laughed, eliciting a confused look from Taehyung.

·        “I would never-!”

·        You couldn’t stop laughing.

·        The very thought of you and Min Yoongi was enough to leave anyone doubled over in tears from laughter.

·        You finally composed yourself enough to speak.

·        “What Yoongi and I have is just a good friendship. He’s a great person, but I could never date him! We’re too opposite! Besides, I love my funny, little alien boy, Taehyungie!”

·        Taehyung gasped and you stopped in your tracks.

·        It was the first time you had ever said the word, ‘love’ to him.

·        Before you could correct yourself, Taehyung leaned in and kissed you softly.

·        You smiled into the kiss, your heart pounding in your ears.

·        He smiled back.

·        “I love you, too. Come on, let’s go inside. It’s time for me to tell everyone that you’re my girlfriend.”

·        He climbed to his feet and you followed suit taking his hand in yours.

·        You loved walking back over to the table to the sound of gasps from everyone around it.

Jimin

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


·        He knew better than to compete with the golden maknae.

·        Jungkook was good at everything and that included winning the admiration of everyone who encountered him.

·        Jimin’s girlfriend – you – were no exception to this rule.

·        Still, Jimin had an immense amount of trust in you to know that you wouldn’t fall for Jungkook.

·        So, imagine Jimin’s surprise when suddenly you were spending more time with him.

·        You and Jungkook had become exceptionally close, which was bizarre, considering that Jungkook had difficulty even being in the same room as other girls.

·        But to Jungkook, you were like a sister.

·        He was comfortable talking about things with you that he wasn’t sure he could tell the hyungs.

·        And you were slowly, but surely, breaking him out of his shell when it came to talking to girls.

·        Yes, in your eyes, Jungkook was the little brother you never had.

·        And in Jungkook’s eyes, you were the older sister he always wanted.

·        But in Jimin’s eyes, he only saw you and Jungkook getting closer and closer each passing day.

·        And that was enough to frighten the boy.

·        He found himself trying to be a part of everything the two of you did together.

·        Even if it was something Jimin wasn’t interested in.

·        As time went by, you and Jungkook could tell something was wrong with Jimin and you needed to find out what it was.

·        You sat down with Jimin one night after the group had begun winding down from a show.

·        “Jimin, I’ve noticed something about you recently.”

·        He looked up at you from the book he was reading, his perfect jawline clenching as he knew immediately what this conversation was going to be about.

·        “You seem to be upset with Jungkook and I. Why is that? Did we do something wrong?”

·        He shook his head, not really wanting to talk about this at the moment.

·        “Do you not want me to hang out with him anymore?”

·        Jimin groaned.

·        He knew you weren’t going to let up on the subject until you both talked it through.

·        He slammed the book shut angrily.

·        “I don’t feel like having this conversation right now.”

·        You got upset.

·        This was just like Jimin.

·        Whenever something was bothering him, he shut down and couldn’t explain why he felt that way.

·        But you didn’t want to sweep another fight under the rug.

·        You wanted to resolve this and move on so your relationship could get back on track.

·        “Jimin, you have to talk to me about this. We’ve gotta work this out.”

·        He didn’t want to hear it.

·        He didn’t want to admit that he was so freaking jealous of Jungkook’s relationship with you that it actually made him angry.

·        He kept telling himself that it was wrong – Jungkook was his friend and you, his girlfriend.

·        There was no way either of you would do anything to hurt him.

·        But still, he was worried because he knew how great Jungkook is.

·        He looked at you, staring at him intently, and softened a little.

·        He really did love you more than anything in the world and he didn’t want to lose you over his own strange sense of what was going on between you and Jungkook.

·        “Fine. I’m nervous. I’m afraid that you’re going to realize how great he is and walk away from me.”

·        He looked down sadly.

·        “I mean, I’d let you go if that’s what you wanted… I just want everyone to be happy, but I wanna be happy, too.”

·        You reached across the table and grabbed his hand, giving it a light squeeze.

·        “Are you happy with me, Jimin?”

·        He nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

·        You kissed his hand.

·        “I’m happy with you, too. Don’t worry yourself about Jungkook. Jungkook is my dearest, dearest friend, but that’s all he is. If I didn’t want you anymore, I would’ve been gone a long time ago.”

·        Jimin gave you a look.

·        “Are you sure?”

·        You nodded, smiling at him.

·        “I’m positive. I’m with you through thick and thin. I love you, Jimin.”

·        It was Jimin’s turn to kiss your hand.

·        He pressed his lips against your fingers, then brushed his cheek against your hand.

·        That was all he wanted to hear.

Jungkook

Originally posted by officialwookkibby


·        He can’t understand why he’s acting this way.

·        He finally manages to charm a girl enough to make her his girlfriend.

·        And instead, he spends most of his time nervously awaiting the day that she says it’s over.

·        Jungkook was crazy about you and that made him feel crazy.

·        He had spent so much of his time avoiding girls that now that he was with you, he didn’t know how to handle it.

·        To top it all off, he was dealing with serious history between you and Taehyung.

·        Like the fact that you had known each other your whole lives.

·        And the fact that one time, long ago, you and Taehyung both had crushes on one another.

·        It was a little fact that you both let slip one night while hanging out and drinking.

·        It was a little fact that Jungkook had a difficult time forgetting.

·        One that literally kept him awake at night.

·        But you figured it was no big deal.

·        Taehyung had since moved on and been with other girls.

·        And you were so happy and in love with Jungkook that the childhood feelings you’d had for Taehyung was just another story to tell over drinks at a bar.

·        Jungkook was fighting with history and it was a fight he truly believed he was destined to lose.

·        So, Jungkook did was he did best.

·        He closed himself off.

·        He went from being sweet and loving towards you to being cold and callous within just a few days after the alleged night at the bar.

·        It started to drive you crazy.

·        Every time you tried to kiss him, he seemed to lock himself up and shut down any part of his brain that showed you affection.

·        He stopped inviting you over to spend time with him.

·        You were starting to feel like you were losing him and you couldn’t stand it.

·        After a few days of little to no contact, you had to ask him for the truth so you text him.

·        “Jungkook, I need to know. Are we over?”

·        No answer for a while.

·        Maybe he’s busy, you thought to yourself.

·        You figured you’d write him a long text that he could read when he got the opportunity.

·        “I just wanted to know what was going on. You’ve been distant. You haven’t called or really even text me. I’m starting to think that you don’t like me anymore, which is sad because I was starting to fall in love with you, but if you aren’t interested in me anymore, I understand and respect your decision. I hope we can still be friends because I still really like you and I like spending time with you. Let me know.”

·        You went to hit send, but the text wouldn’t go through.

·        Cursing at your phone, you started twisting and turning, trying to get good reception to send the text.

·        Suddenly, your phone started ringing.

·        It was Taehyung.

·        You answered, but put it on speaker so you could continue trying to get signal to send the text.

·        “Hey! What are you up to today?”

·        You groaned as the text still said, ‘Sending Failed.’

·        “If you must know, Taehyung, I’m trying to get in touch with Jungkook. I want to know what’s going on between us.”

·        Tae’s voice perked up.

·        “Oh! He’s right here if you want to talk to him!”

·        He turned to Jungkook, who was playing a video game on his phone and pushed his phone towards him, but Jungkook just shook his head.

·        Over the phone, you could hear Jungkook saying no to Taehyung.

·        “Tae, put me on speakerphone. He needs to hear what I have to say.”

·        Taehyung looked at Jungkook who was still engrossed in his game before hitting the speaker button.

·        “OK. You’re on.”

·        You started to repeat your text to Jungkook over the phone.

·        “I just want to know what’s going on with us. You haven’t called or text me in days. I can’t even get you to talk to me over Taehyung’s phone and I feel like I deserve to know what’s going on.”

·        Jungkook sighed heavily, pausing his game to get up and leave the room when Taehyung snapped his fingers violently.

·        “Sit here and listen to what she has to say.”

·        Normally, Jungkook would just ignore what Taehyung was saying to him, but when he saw his face, he knew that Taehyung was serious about this.

·        He sat back down and placed his phone on the table to show he was listening to you.

·        “Anyways, I really hope that your distance from me isn’t because you’re no longer interested because… well, I was starting to fall in love with you.”

·        Taehyung and Jungkook’s eyes both widened as they looked at each other.

·        No one, aside from friends, family, and fangirls had ever told Jungkook they were in love with him.

·        It was something beyond his imagination.

·        Without thinking, he ripped the phone out of Taehyung’s hand and took it off of speaker.

·        “Did you just say you’re falling in love with me?”

·        You sat up, warmth pooling in your belly at the sound of his voice.

·        “Well, I mean, yes. I am, but if you’re not interested in me anymore, then I respect your decision and I wish you the best in life.”

·        Jungkook practically shouted into the phone.

·        “No! Sorry. I am… Still interested in you.”

·        You were surprised by that answer.

·        “Really? So, how come you’ve been so distant lately?”

·        Jungkook’s face turned red and he tried to avoid looking in Taehyung’s direction.

·        “Well, umm… It was because I thought that you and Taehyung still liked each other.”

·        Both you and Taehyung let out a groan simultaneously and Taehyung exclaimed.

·        “Come on, dude! Would I really do that to you?!

·        Jungkook shook his head sheepishly.

·        You jumped in on the conversation.

·        “Jungkook, what happened between Taehyung and I happened so long ago and it’s no longer important. Yes, he’s my best friend, but that’s all he is now. I care for you too much to ever do something that vile and disgusting to you.”

·        Jungkook sighed.

·        He could feel his insecurity and doubt melting away.

·        “It feels so good to know that for sure now.”

·        You chuckled.

·        “I know I’m your first… everything, but you can’t do that every time you have a concern, Jungkook. You can’t shut down and run away from me. Otherwise, we’ll never fix anything and just end up losing each other. And I don’t want to lose you.”

·        Jungkook smiled.

·        “I don’t want to lose you either.”

·        You smiled to yourself.

·        “Why don’t you come over and hang out if you’re not busy? I’d love to see you.”

·        Jungkook nodded in agreement.

·        “I’d love to see you, too. I’ll be there soon.”

·        He will never doubt either of you again.

anonymous asked:

Here's a prompt for you ! So the balloon boys are playing football/basketball at the Bakkoush's place and Sana sees them from her window so she asks if she can join and then Yousef is happy because he knows that's Sana making a move towards him and Elias is smiling because he sees that his best friend and sister are finally alright and the boys just talk about how great it was to see Even and make peace and how much they've missed him and that Sana's friends are just amazing and she's lucky

Hey!!

I hope you don’t mind but I’ve changed it a little bit in order to repeat certain scene…you’ll understand it once you read it

Hope you like it though :D 

This is set today Saturday and after 4x08

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“Guys, let’s go outside and I don’t know play basketball or something, we’ve been here for hours” Yousef told his friends

They were in the living room at the Bakkoush’s. They had been talking about filming their next Hei Briskeby video but now they were just lying on the couches and talking about random things.

“Why? We’re here chilling” Adam said yawning

“It’s a nice day outside, we can chill in the backyard” Yousef argued

“Look Yousef if you want to see if my sister is there just go by yourself, we’ll stay here” Elias said

Yousef opened his eyes in surprise, he didn’t expect Elias to see right through him that way. Was he really being that obvious?

“What? That’s not why…why would I…I don’t know what you’re talking about” Yousef stuttered

“Bro, we all saw you yesterday, you couldn’t keep your eyes off each other” Elias said shaking his head

“Yeah, you were way too obvious” Mutta added

“I saw it too but I thought you were with Noora” Mikael said frowning

“Noora? No, there’s nothing between us” Yousef clarified

“But then why did you meet her? Mikael and I saw you” Adam said

“I’d like to hear an explanation for that to be honest, why were you flirting with my sister and then meeting another girl the next day?” Elias asked protectively.

“I met Noora because…”

“Because?” Elias insisted

Yousef took a deep breath, once he’d say those words there would be a never ending teasing.

“I met Noora because I needed advice on Sana” he blurted out way too quickly.

There was a silence for a few seconds until the four boys burst in laughs. Yousef closed his eyes and shook his head waiting for them to be finished

“Aww look at our boy Yousef, he’s in looooove” Adam said putting his arm around him

“I’m hurt you asked Noora for advice instead of me, bro, I thought I was your best friend” Elias said as he wiped away the tears he had got from laughing

“Whatever” Yousef said shoving off Adam’s arm and standing up “I’m out of here”

“Tell my sister I say hi!” he heard Elias saying as he left the living room.

 -x-

He bounced the ball he had found on the backyard and shoot but he didn’t score. Instead the ball hit the basket and passed by him. He sighed and turned around ready to go look for it but he froze when he saw her standing there, ball in hands. He felt his heart beating fast on his chest, his hands sweating, this was giving him flashbacks from two Saturdays ago, when he was the one with the ball on his hands and she was the surprised one.

“Hi” he managed to say

“Hi” She said passing the ball from one hand to another

“Are you going to pass me the ball?” he asked

He saw her looking at her side for a moment as if she was considering what words to use.

“Come and get it” she said smirking

So he wasn’t the only one with Saturday flashbacks then, she was clearly quoting him. He decided to follow her game

“Seriously, I’m not kidding pass me the ball” he tried to keep a straight face but how could he when Sana Bakkoush was standing in front of him smiling?.

“Seriously, I’m not kidding come and…” she made a paused and grinned at him slyly. “Nah…forget it…am I 12 or what?”

She looked at him and bit her lip waiting for his reaction. He blinked several times and opened his mouth slightly trying to figure out if it was a coincidence or if she was actually quoting one of his texts with Noora. She couldn’t know…could she?

Seeing that he was still processing her words, she started to walk towards him bouncing the ball. When only one step kept them apart she smiled at him and dodged him shooting the ball and scoring.

“1-0 Acar” she said throwing the ball at him

He grabbed it and paused for a moment to look at her. She was smiling widely at him, maybe she did know about the texts.

“Game on” he said grinning

-x-

“Are we interrupting?”

Both Sana and Yousef turned around and saw the boys standing a few meters from them. They had been playing basketball for almost an hour now.

“Uh…” Yousef started but was soon interrupted by Sana

“Yes, you are. But it’s okay, I wanted to take a break anyway, you can join us” she said leading the way to the grass where she sat.

The boys followed her and sat forming a circle. Yousef sat right in front of Sana with Adam and Mikael in one side and Mutta and Elias in the other.

“So, did you enjoy yourselves yesterday?” she asked the boys

“Yeah, your friends are really cool” Elias said

“That guy Eskild is the best” Adam said

“I met him when I stayed at Noora’s and he was…well, kind of weird but really funny” Elias nodded

“Well, I know for a fact that he liked you” Sana said chuckling

“Ohhhh, Elias you’re a heartbreaker” Mutta teased him, soon joined by the rest of the boys.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, I like Noora better” Elias said rolling his eyes

“You have competition now that William is back, brother” Sana said

“What’s the deal with them anyway?” he asked

“Long story…but hey…how were things with…Even?” Sana asked hesitantly. “You looked okay yesterday”

“They’re great” Adam said nodding

“Yeah, we talked about everything and things are cool” Elias added

“And Isak and his friends are really nice. They apologized we apologized and everything is chill now” Mikael said

Sana smiled at them happily

“I’m really glad to hear that, he really missed you guys”

“We missed him too” Yousef said

“So what about you, sis? Did you have fun yesterday?”

“Oh yes, I danced with my friends, I sang, I…I actually had a very interesting conversation with Noora.” She said directing her eyes straight at Yousef.

He looked at her, she had an amused smile on her face. Yousef laughed awkwardly and blushed. She knew, she definitely knew.

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So second fic of the day done!

I’ll try to write another one set on Monday before the day ends :)

Hope you’ve liked this one

Thank you so much for reading!!♥♥♥

Love Unintentional (Part 2)

Word Count: 2842

A/M: So this is Part Two of my story *Love Unintentional (Part 1). The first one went extremely well and I’m so happy for it, thank you! :) There will be more parts to this story, look for them the next coming fridays! I hope you like it! Tell me if you do! Xx

*Other Parts: Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6


The driver pulled up to the curb on your side as a red carpet welcomed you to the premiere. Suddenly you felt butterflies in your stomach as you looked out the window to the crowd of people, fans and cameras. With the thoughts of your boyfriend and relationship in peril still in your mind, you began to feel sick. 

 

“Hey.” You heard Harry call your attention, “It’ll be okay. You’ll do fine." 

"But what if they ask a question that I don’t know how to answer? What if something slips and this huge lie is out there? If that happens we’re both screwed.” You frowned now feeling more anxious than ever.

He just simply smiled, “Just stay with me when doing interviews. I’ll handle it." 

"What are you going to say then?" 

"We’ll tell them the truth." You raised an eyebrow not understanding what the hell he meant by that. But he just shrugged it off, "If you’re ever feeing anxious or nervous, just come over to me. I’ve got you.” He assured which made you feel a lot better. 

He smiled, “Now stay right here. I’ll get the door for you.” It was then that you realized that he had held your hand the whole drive as he finally let it go. 

You felt yourself blush, until he finally showed up as he opened the door to your side and smiled, “It’s now or never love.” He said as he reached his hand out to you. 

You smiled and took it as you stepped out of the car with him arm in arm. 

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Heathens - Smut - [thelittlestkitsune]

  A scruffy hoes production. ©

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Rating: NSFW 18+

Pairing: Void/Reader

Words: 5,017

 Warning: PLEASE READ THIS FIRST:

This is dark. It seems light at first but the ending is dark, you know me. Please don’t read if you have any problems with death/suicide. Thank you so much!

AN: Happy Halloween fuckers! The hoes and I couldn’t let the most important of holidays go by without giving you a treat! or is it a trick? Who knows! Enjoy xoxo

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Imagine: 

Harry had an interview with James on The Late Late Show and it took place a few weeks prior to your wedding. 

“So, Harry, I know that you’re going to be getting married soon. Now, most soon to be married couples take like a proper dance lesson for their first dance, have you and Y/N done that yet?” James asked. 

“No, we haven’t.” Harry laughed. “I think we’re just gonna wing it the first dance, actually.” 

“Oh, god, that can’t go well,” James laughed. 

“What?” Harry laughed. “We’re gonna do great.” 

“Well, we actually arranged for a professional dancer to come and teach you a few moves so that you can take it back to Y/N,” James said. 

“I mean, if you’ve gone through the trouble, I guess I could work with him,” Harry nodded. 

“Alright, let’s bring him out!” James said. 

The “dancer” comes out and Harry walked up to the front of the stage. 

“Nice to meet you,” Harry said shaking his hand.

“Same here,” he smiled. “Now, let’s get started. Put your hands like this and the jump like this,” he said before demonstrating the move. 

Harry laughed shaking his head before trying the first move. 

“Good, good, now here is the next one. It’s more of a walk, though,” he laughed. 

Harry watched him and then did the walk himself. 

“Now, put the two together. Walk first, then jump,” the guy said. 

“Oh, god,” Harry laughed and did just that. 

“Harry what’d you think?” James asked. 

“I think Y/N’s gonna divorce me at our reception if I break out those moves for the first dance,” he laughed. 

Distractions pt 9

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Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin)

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 2465

Originally posted by bwipsul

“Hyung?” Jimin whispered as he peeped his head from behind the bedroom door. It wasn’t surprising to see a blanket burrito stuffed with only the most premium of geniuses: Min Yoongi. All that was needed was a side of guac.

“Hyung, are you awake?” With every step Jimin took, the ground beneath him creaked just slightly. From within the encased ball of cloth annoyed groans could be heard,

“Does it look like I’m awake?” A small tuft of black fluffy hair and the tired, irritated face of its owner could be seen from a teensiest of holes that breached his fortress. 

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In love with The Wolverine

First time posting a “x reader” on Tumblr…Sorry for any mistakes, I’m French…And hope you’ll enjoy blahblahblah.

WARNING : Mention of sex. Mention of violence.

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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Logan runs as fast as he can. As far as he can remember, he never ran that fast, that long. His heart beats loudly in his chest, and he’s sure it’s going to burst out of his body within minutes. 

His legs ache, he has been running for quite a while now..

But he doesn’t care. He’s got to save her. He HAS to save her, no matter what.

He curses at himself for slowing down, exhausted, but he doesn’t stop.
He wishes he could be faster, hoping that he won’t arrive too late.
He knew this would happen one day, he knew it. 

And yet he stayed with you, putting your life in danger, too much of a coward to leave the one he considered the love of his life.
And now, he was probably going to loose you…

He accelerated once more, running as fast as he could.

~FLASHBACK~

Today marked the 7th anniversary of you teaching at Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters, and fun coincidence, also your twenty sixth birthday, and your friends prepared a rather big party for you. It was suppose to be a surprise, but Kitty let it out by mistake over breakfast a few days ago. 

She was casually talking with her boyfriend, Piotr, when she asked what he was going to wear for (Y/N)’s party…not realizing you were just next to her sipping on a nice warm cup of coffee. When she did realized however, she apologized profusely, and made you and Piotr swear you wouldn’t say anything to Logan.
You had smiled gently to her, and swore. 

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Got7 Reaction: Their S/O Fangirling Over a Different Band

JB: Jaebum would be kind of angry at first. His initial reaction would be pure amusement, but the more you began to gush about the members and how much you loved them, his smile would begin to fade. Aware of how petty he was being, JB would give you the silent treatment for the rest of the day. He first began doing it because of how offended he was, but slowly he began just to take enjoyment of how frustrated you were. His grudge went away by hour four of his silence, but he still refused to speak to you, only communicating through nods. He almost broke his composure several times throughout the day, but finally did when you were getting ready for bed.

“You’re cute when you’re mad.”

Mark: Despite laughing it off as a joke, Mark would be a little more than irked by your outrageous response to a new album dropping. He was aware that you liked bands other than his own, but he did not expect for you to scream about how good your bias in the group looked. He would play the role of the good boyfriend, however, and buy the album for you. You would pick up on his demeanor pretty easily, for Mark isn’t very good at hiding what he’s feeling. You’d assure him over and over again that Got7 will always be your number one band, and he’ll always be your number one boy.

“Oh come on, Mark! You know that I love you guys a lot more than them!”

“Just wait until our comeback, Y/N. Just wait.”

Jackson: Jackson would instantly be jealous of the member in the band you talked about the most. Hearing you list off the things you liked about him would bring Jackson to think, “What does he have that I don’t?” He would simply sit back and watch you continue to talk about them, a sour look on his face. His frown would slowly dissolve into a loving smile, though, as he watches as your eyes light up while you talk. He loved watching you get so into talking about the things that you cared about, so he tries to get over his jealousy to see you be happy.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, keep going! What’s the leader’s name again?”

Jinyoung: “Pfff, that’s nothing!” Jinyoung would watch the screen intently as you showed him the band’s music video for the first time, talking about how much you loved all of the members as it went on. He would simply shake his head, saying how he could do any of that with no problem. You found it cute that Jinyoung was so jealous he had to try and prove himself over these people you had never met, and only idolized. Once the video was over, Jinyoung presses replay and begins to try and copy the dance moves as they happen. He mutters along with the song, only being able to really belt the chorus since he had picked up on that part the first time he watched it. His dance moves were sloppy, not holding the same precision as the ones in the music video. When it finished, however, Jinyoung stood proud, arms over his chest.

“Told you it was easy.”

Youngjae: Youngjae would be a little hurt hearing you talk about someone else so highly. His heart would sink as you begin to rave about your bias, saying how wonderful he is. He would put on a brave face, though, and beam at you with that lovely smile of his as you continue. You would notice something was off, though, as his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. He would quietly admit to you that he felt he was “lesser” than your bias when you asked him about it. You would pull him in for a tight hug and promise him that he’s all you’ll ever need, no matter what.

“I love you so much, Youngjae, you have no idea.”

“I love you too, Y/N.”

BamBam: Bams would join in on your excitement. He would know that he outranked anyone else that you happened to listen to on a regular basis. He would find the way you sang along to their new songs and jumped around to them simply infectious, and couldn’t help but jump in mid-song. He would find your waist and twirl around the living room with you, belting the lyrics as loud as he possibly could. You would sing with him, barely getting the lyrics out past your laughter directed at your boyfriend. After each song he would pull you in for a quick peck, reminding you that he’s the only one you’ll ever need.

“BamBam you’re going to get us evicted!!”

[Continues to sing, making his voice even louder than before]

Yugyeom: Similar to BamBam, Yugyeom would know that he’s the main guy in your life. He knows that there is no competition in your relationship, since he is yours, and you are his. He would simply watch in amusement as you sang along, ranted about them, and even attempted to dance with them. He would help you with your dancing, straightening your arms and showing you which foot should come first. He finds it so cute that you are so passionate about something, even though it isn’t his own band. When you asked him if he were tired of hearing you talk about them, he simply shrugged it off with a smile and asked if you wanted to run through the dance again.

“Jagi, your right foot in front of the other, not the left.”

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yay ! first reaction done !

I know this has been done about a million times but I thought I’d try my hand at it.  none of the gifs are mine !!

-Cinder

Beneath The Surface

Originally posted by cheeky-hoseok

Chapter One

(Chapter Two)

Pairing: Hoseok X Reader

Genre & Warnings: Fluff, angst, there will be smut in the next chapter…

Note: Yay, finally a hobi fic. Although, I will forewarn you, it’s not going to be all sunshine and daises. This particular chapter isn’t overly dark or smutty, since it’s building up to the next chapter. Enjoy! 

The liquor burned as you sipped slowly, and you set your glass down with a sigh of satisfaction. You were out with your friends for the third time this week, and you cringed at the thought that this was becoming a habit. You didn’t even like to drink that much, but your friends thought taking you out to clubs was somehow going to erase the fact that you just wasted five years of your life. 

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Dating Shownu Would Include

Okay this is going to throw a few people off but I am not taking requests for the dorks that are MONSTA X yet. I just need to make content, even tho I am a lil’ tired so this is what I am doing. It’s just the easiest for me atm.


Shownu is my MX bias and he’s such a dad. I love him. Lemme just learn about the whole band before throwing myself in deep, okay? <3

Originally posted by maleidolnet

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First Impressions: Cherry Bomb
  • it automatically made me Bop my head?
  • THE BEGINNING POSES yes hit it, boys
  • Yum indeed, Taeyong.
  • I really want to know who those stunt people are.
  • YUGUNS.
  • How do people have the strength to make their arms change direction that fast while flexing???
  • I tried it dont try it
  • Mark is in a classy ass suit and then he just has his pants tucked into socks like some lacrosse player
  • He has so many lyrics and they’re all bomb af?
  • IF YOUR HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS YALL
  • Does the little cherry guy with the fuse for a head ever show up?
  • There were not as many of the cartoon/pink colors as I was expecting
  • There is one dance move where they look like puppets hopping and hanging themselves? dark
  • The monochrome outfits are really doing them the most,,, damn
  • “It tastes like a cherry bomb”
  • Johnny’s hair looks blue black indeed
  • THE PUNCH DANCE MOVE
  • kill it son kill it!!!
  • The Vocal Trio™ absolutely killing it!
  • Jaehyun in that dancebreak,,,
  • hold me
  • I love how him and Yuta are just chilling on random shit covered with mustard yellow sheets
  • classy
  • NA NA NA NA NA NA
  • *assorted korean* cherry bombbbb
  • And now? the break down
  • Winwin sliding on up to the front swinging his jacket like a matador, yes,,
  • I just noticed Johnny is not just sliding on the couch, but is being dragged by a big ass truck
  • ‘merica
  • THOSE HIGH RIFFS
  • Best for last: Yuta’s man-skirt :)