how did you feel when friends ended

honestly keith is in a super bad mental place right now yet i haven’t really seen that many people… care?

now i hate to say this, but if it was lance going through all of what keith’s going through right now? you know the fandom would be going CRAZY.

…but it’s not. it’s keith.

his teammates all keep dying around him left and right, he keeps nearly escaping death (like when he was stuck in space in e1), and he’s being given a bad mindset just being with the blade altogether. but that’s not even all of it.

we all know keith pushes people away before they reject him, but how do you think he felt when the team, the only family and friends he hasdid reject him?

as someone super similar to keith, i can tell you that does not feel good at all.

and i know they ended it all with a hug saying they’ll always be there for him, but don’t tell me it didn’t hurt keith when not a single one of them actually said they wanted him to stay.

especially when shiro knows the blade of marmora way. victory/knowledge or death. and he knows how keith is.

(which shows this shiro… isn’t s2 shiro. that shiro would’ve stopped keith from staying with the blade, like how he tried stopping him from doing the trials.)

now there are really only two reasons keith stays with the blade in the first place.

now that shiro can pilot black again, keith doesn’t feel as if he has a place on the team (similarly to lance). now we do know part of the reason he’s been with the blade so much is because he didn’t like being the leader. he didn’t want that position. he was forced into it, then always criticized for being bad at it. now he did get somewhat better near the end with the help of lance, but i don’t think he realized it. (lance is the only one on the team who ever acknowledged him as leader besides shiro, after all.)

keith tried staying off the team since s3e6, after lance opened up to him. he tried to give black to shiro (which we all know didn’t work) and he let lance have red. so he truly feels he doesn’t belong on the team anymore. the team not stopping him from just straight up leaving cemented that.

the other reason keith stays with the blade is to get a sense of identity. he’s had his knife all his life, it’s his only real connection to who he is. but he’s learning the blade way, the galra way, and it’s not good for him. they keep telling him “the mission is more important than the individual”, which shows why so many bom members we’ve seen (thace, ulaz, etc) have sacrificed themself for the greater good.

keith tried sacrificing himself not only for the mission, but because he believed the team would benefit more having him dead than alive. he didn’t say goodbye to anyone before he did it, not even matt, who he was already talking to. he doesn’t think he matters. he’s just another casualty that (would’ve) died for the cause.

in conclusion keith’s mental state right now is bad. he’s not selfish for leaving the team. he did it because he doesn’t think they need him anymore. he doesn’t think he matters.

and it’s the blade that’s really cementing this in his mind.

Friends or more? Sentence Starters

aka “sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?” type of things

(send a name and a sentence)

  • “You’ve been pouting ever since I went out on that date, what’s up?”
  • “We always share blankets on the couch, I’m sure sharing the bed for the night is fine too.”
  • “Your lips are getting really close to mine.”
  • “I’m not jealous, but, like, come on, movie night is just for me and you only.”
  • “I dare you to kiss me.”
  • “No, go on the Ferris Wheel with me, not them.”
  • “You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.”
  • “Why is your hand on my ass?”
  • “Cuddle with me.”
  • “I just kissed your forehead, chill.”
  • “Shit, how’d you make me blush like this?”
  • “Are you trying to turn me on?”
  • “Let’s hang out, but I’ll pay for everything, and we can go to this fancy restaurant– No, not a date.”
  • “Okay, I guess this is a date, actually.”
  • “Stop with the tongue thing, it’s strangely attractive.”
  • “I keep telling them we’re not dating, but they keep telling me friends don’t normally make out when drunk.”
  • “I don’t want to be friends with benefits, but I do want something more, I just can’t figure out what.”
  • “When did you get so beautiful?”
  • “If you’re going to dress like that, I’m not going to let you out of my sight.”
  • “Their pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying.”
  • “No, I don’t know how I got a boner, It just kind of happened! It’s because of how you were eating that ice cream, I bet!”
  • “I’m holding your hand because the movie is scary, alright?  It’s a… Terrifying… Rom-com… ….. .”
  • “Why’d you let go of me?”
  • “I accidentally called you my girlfriend/boyfriend today.”
  • “I kissed you because we were drunk.”
  • “I kissed you because I didn’t know what else to do.”
  • “Could you not talk to him/her, please?  I think they’re trying to date you.”
  • “I wish we could stay like this forever…”
  • “I had this dream where we were dating.”
  • “I had this dream where you kissed me, and I kind of want to try it now.”
  • “Why do you always call me when I’m on a date?”
  • “No, I can’t hang out, I’m on a date and you know that.” 
  • “Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous.”
  • “Just remember, he/she’s not the one who taught you how to kiss.”
  • “It’s weird how we’ve been friends for so long, but never went through that ‘crushing’ phase.”
  • “Maybe I want to kiss you because it’s cold and about to be cuddle season.”
  • “I say this a lot, but, look, they’re not good enough for you.”
  • “You’re always wrapping your arms around me in lines.”
  • “I was listening to that love song, and you came to mind.  Weird, right?”
  • “You know this voucher only works for couples, right?”
  • “Are you implying that you want to kiss me?”
  • “Why are you looking at me like that?”
  • “You’re blushing so hard, all I did was say “I love you” in French.”
  • “I could get used to waking up next to you, actually.”
  • “Right… Well… I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that…”
  • “I’m personally offended that you didn’t get me to be your fake date.”
  • “We would make a pretty good couple.”
  • “The date didn’t go well.  Yeah, she/he didn’t like how I kept mentioning all of our adventures.”
  • “How come I always end up calling you when I can’t fall asleep?”
  • “Sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?”
⇁plums & melons | 02

Originally posted by parkejimins

pairing⇁Jimin x Reader

genre⇁drama, smut || brother’s best friend!au

warnings⇁public indecency, masturbation, dry humping, jungkook, things that shouldn’t happen in a closet, a brief mention of tentacle porn;;

word count⇁7.3k

The long time running game between you and your brother’s best friend started when you noticed his fascination with boobs—yours specifically. It was never supposed to amount to more than harmless flirting and lingering glances, but now, one year later, Jimin was ready to change that.

alternatively: Jimin and you play a game. the loser is fucked. metaphorically. literally. all the above??

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As you grow up, you will learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it’s harder every time. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back. Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
—  Unknown
Your hands are Really Nice- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: (requested) Reader is too shy to tell Jughead about her feelings, so Veonica and Betty take matters in to their own hands (mostly Veronica)

Warnings: Swears, fluff so much fluff I couldn’t even deAL

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Being in love with your best friend isn’t easy. It feels taboo, like it’s wrong, and unhealthy. You’ll lay awake at ungodly hours of the night, wondering “How did this happen?” You’ll replay every moment of every waking minute you spent with them, wondering how in the world you ended up lying on your floor with an empty bowl of ramen beside your head and imagining what it would feel like to kiss them. You’ll catch yourself admiring the tiniest insignificant things about them, and every detail of their stupidly cute face, and every indent and curve and freckle on their body, and let me tell you, it sucks. Falling in love with your best friend isn’t easy, especially when your best friend is Jughead Jones.


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“The nice thing with Éponine is, when I did it in the West End, I couldn’t have been more different from the girl who played it before me or the girl who played it after me. Every time I go and see the show – and I always go and see them because my friends are always in the new cast change – it’s like a brand new show and you can’t help but be excited to see how someone else is going to portray it. Someone once asked me if it was weird seeing someone else play my part, but I don’t feel like it’s my part. I just feel like I am a part of her, you know? I feel so proud to be involved with this character.”

Peter Parker - Confessions

i thought this was super cute and i hope you guys enjoy it!! 

warnings: kissing and  swearing

word count: 2002

requests are open:))!!

Originally posted by hardyness

sitting in science last period i was trying to keep myself from falling asleep. i could feel my eyes slowly begin to shut as my head was resting on the palm of my hand. peter nudged me as my eyes began to shut completely. i jumped slightly then kicked him under the table, mouthing a few curse words his way. i could see his body vibrating with laughter as my angry face turned to look at the board.

rinnnnnnggggg

the bell sounded and the whole classroom came to life, majority practicality running out of the class. i grabbed my things and followed peter and ned out of the class, we stopped at my locker first i began placing my things back in my locker and grabbed my back pack.

“movie night?” i asked peter a small smile forming on my face once i saw his reaction. his face lit up as a large smile was placed on his face, he nodded his head excitedly as we began making our way to his locker. along the way we lost ned in the crowd of people. peters smile was still on his face when we arrived at his locker.

i love his smile

peter looked at me for a second, his face turned a bright shade of pink and his lips began to twitch up at the ends. “what?” he questioned as he pulled his bag from his locker. “did i say something?” i played dumb with him, i was not going to admit to my best friend of 5 years that i was madly in love with him while he spent all of his time looking at liz completely oblivious to how i feel.

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You didn’t want to hurt me, but you did. I was falling for you harder than I anticipated and you couldn’t catch me. I will miss you for all the time we will be apart. I hope that you will find yourself and heal. It was selfish for me to want you to feel the same way for me when you clearly not ready. I’ve got closer to you these past few weeks. You can’t just expect me to let it all go just like that. However, I do want it all to go back to the way it was. Where it was all simple, where it was just you and me; I want my best friend back.
—  how did we end up like this?
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I’m still not over homecoming guys 💗💘

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @lovelybaka , @animexchocolate, @fandom-flash , @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @literatureandimmature, @daydr3ams-away, @wannabe-weasley , @mcusebstan , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry , @mcheung0314 , @samanthasmileys , @melconnor2007 , @wingsanddarkness , @tiny-friggin-human , @anastasiaannaa

warnings: spoilers for homecoming, please don’t read if you haven’t watched the movie yet.

**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story. Reblogs are fine**

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Alright here we go...

To the people who are saying that 13 Reasons Why is “romanticizing suicide” or that it “portrays suicide as a way of finding peace”…..

Um. Absolutely not? Did we watch the same show?

The E N T I R E show is about the grief, anger, confusion, blame, and suffering that suicide can leave behind. Just because Hannah left tapes saying why she did it, doesn’t mean it gave anybody a sense of peace. The ending was 0.0% peaceful. The show is brutal and honest. This shit HAPPENED at my high school. It’s STILL happening in high school AND COLLEGE. These are very real and everyday struggles people go through, and that’s why it’s so critical to watch.

It is ABSOLUTELY important to talk about suicide because it is an extremely SERIOUS and REAL thing. Just because we are bringing it to light on a Netflix show doesn’t mean that it’s going to become “mainstream” or that the weight of the word “suicide” will become ANY less. No. Bringing this to light means that we can have one more way to help others understand why kids in high school (or even later in life) can feel this way. It means that if someone is considering taking their own life that maybe they will feel less ashamed or embarrassed seeking help and being open and honest about how they’re feeling. That maybe it is worth giving that one extra try. People saying Hannah got a sense of peace after making the tapes…absolutely fucking not? It was just her equivalent of a suicide note, she didn’t want to die. There was no true “moment of peace” when she died. So there was no glorifying the suicide process or making it seem peaceful. And if you watched (I’m not going to ruin it for anyone) you would see that doing what she did didn’t have any sort of positive or settling affect on any of those kids. It tore them up. There are no happy endings to a story like this.

Guys, talking about how you’re feeling IS OKAY. DO NOT BE EMBARRASSED TO SAY HOW YOU FEEL. YOU’RE FEELINGS MATTER. YOU MATTER. DON’T SUPPRESS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS. SEEK HELP FROM FRIENDS, FAMILY, AND/OR PROFESSIONALS!

I’m incredibly proud of 13 Reasons Why and I’m even more proud of my friends who were in the show telling this vital story. YES it is extremely triggering because this stuff is real, so please be mindful of that. I’ve had a couple friends and family who had to take a break, but I think it’s so important for everyone to watch at some point in their lives as soon as they’re ready to. ♥️

Ive noticed a post going around abt zoe in dissapear and how the blocking emphasizes just how much in the background she feels and like shes dissapearing, but did anyone notice jared? Like hes litterally being talked over during the connor project part, especially when he evan and alana were intorducing it to connors family? And then throughout the rest of the broadway until Good For You, he was being ignored and interrupted and thrown aside by evan? Like how ironic is it that the one kid that felt like the lowest human being on earth ends up forgetting about the closest thing he called a friend

What Anxiety Actually Is, And Why It Makes Relationships And Dating So Hard

Anxiety are the beginning stages of relationships, you struggle to get through normally because you always seem to ruin something before it begins.

It’s staying up at night and tossing and turning because you wonder how someone feels. It’s questioning if this is really something or is it all in your head.

Anxiety is being excited about a date but thinking they’ll cancel last minute. It’s staring at your phone waiting for it.

It’s every past relationship on repeat and hoping this one doesn’t end the same way.

It’s an ending that emotionally destroys you. It’s trying to handle it with grace and dignity but at the same time, you’re in tears wondering, when things changed and what you did wrong. It’s beating yourself up for it, even when you’re friends tell you, it was him not you.


Anxiety tells you, ‘no, it’s not that they were the wrong person, it’s that you’re flawed and not good enough.’ And you look at yourself fixating on things you wish you could change because that’s probably why it didn’t work out. Anxiety is striving for perfection even if it kills you.

Anxiety is every text and not wanting to be the first one to send it.

It’s stressing how to word something properly because you care but you don’t want to come on too strong.

It’s the agony of waiting for a response as reread what you just said. It’s wanting to send a double text but knowing you shouldn’t


It’s social media adding to it and making it 10X worse. It’s never just a like or a view or a share because you’re staring at your phone wondering if it means something more.

Anxiety tells you, ‘they’re ignoring you on purpose. They don’t care. They are going to leave. They’re mad at you.’

Anxiety is believing lies made up in your own head.

It’s the weight lifted off your chest when they respond but you still worry.

It’s wondering at any moment, ‘are they going to change their mind about me?’ It’s playing out that scenario in your head, just so you’re ready for how you’d respond to it.


Anxiety is anticipating the worst in people, even though you have the best intentions. It’s caring but the insecurity of caring too much.

It’s questioning and doubting, everything someone thinks, says and does.

It’s finally getting a relationship but you’re paralyzed with fear of it ending, even though it just started.

Anxiety is pushing people away because you think it’s for their own good.

It’s is being everywhere on time and needing your partner to be the same way. It’s wanting things to go according to the original plan and getting upset when it doesn’t.


It’s messing up and making a mistake and your immediate assumption is, they’re going to leave or dump you. It’s being unbelievably hard on yourself even though you’re the least judgemental person ever.

Anxiety is being painfully insecure and not being able to help it.

It’s standing in a crowded room, holding his hand, as you meet his friends but all you want is for them to like you. It’s trying too hard that they don’t sometimes.

It’s wanting to drink but worrying about drinking too much. It’s the apology the next morning you didn’t even need to say.

Anxiety is wanting to explain to him, ‘this is what you’re dealing with or this is what you’re getting and I understand if you want to leave.’ But at the same time, you just try and hide it.

It’s learning to trust him slowly.

Anxiety is explaining to your partner, ‘this is what I thought, it’s completely illogical, I know but I need you to just tell me I’m wrong. Tell me we are okay.’

It’s needing constant reassurance.

Anxiety is your partner wrapping their arms around you when you completely break down and they just have to keep telling you, ‘it’s fine.’ It’s someone else being strong when you can’t be.


But it’s also the fear of letting someone close enough to see that side of you because you’ve always been strong for yourself and you fear vulnerability.

It’s that critical voice inside your head that you hear on repeat. Even when they compliment you, you don’t believe it at first. And they don’t understand why you don’t see yourself the way they do. But there’s something beautiful about teaching someone to see themselves through your eyes.

Anxiety is the beauty and appreciation of someone really knowing you and accepting you because you still struggle to accept yourself. It’s watching them change the way they act or what they do, just to keep you more at ease. It’s the comfort in a simple phrase, ‘I’m sorry I didn’t answer this is why…’ It’s a feeling of wholeness when they say, ‘I still love you, even with this thing WE have to live with.’



It takes a rare person to love someone with anxiety and it’s not always that easy. But if you can figure out how to, you’ll receive a love that is unconditional. You’ll be with someone who truly appreciates and accepts you. You’ll hear thank you too often and I love you even more. It’ll be a love that tests you and challenges you but it will make you realize some people are entirely worth it.

Preference "How they propose to you"

(YAY ALL OF THEM BABY BOYS AND GURLS BEING FLOFFY! YES! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

Negan-He’d ask you to marry him the instant you’d risk your life for him and would do it with a huge ass smile. He’d be so impressed and feel so loved that it would slip from his lips. It would come out all wrong and weird but his smile and laughter would make you feel the same as him. As he’d recollect himself, he’d make it right to you by getting you a proper ring later on. “Woah…Fuck me…No! I mean marry me…Wait I mean…Will you marry me? Yes, are you going to marry me?! As in be mine forever…I’m serious, Y/N…”

Daryl-He’d ask you to marry him by surprising you at your house with the same flowers he had gotten you when you first sought comfort. He knew from the start that they had brought you both together and what better than to make it mean something even more by asking you to marry him with them. Although, in his heart he knew your answer to the question, he would still be nervous about it until you say “Yes”. “Y-Y/N…I-I was wondering…If…You’d like…To marry me…”

Rick-He’d ask you to marry him as you were both on the road alone and were having a meal together. For so many days, he would drag out your stay outside, just to have all his time with you as well as find the right moment to pop the question. As you’d eat together and laugh, he’d realize each moment was perfect with you and would grab your hand to make you look in his eyes, before smiling and popping the question. “Y/N…You know how much I want to spend my life with you…So…Will you marry me?”

Merle-He’d ask you to marry him as he’d look at you cleaning your shared cell. He’d come to realize how much you mean to him and how much he doesn’t ever want to be without you, making the idea of marriage just pop in his head. He’d get a rather soft and serious tone as he’d call you to make you look at him, only to get nervous but smile he pops the question, making you jump to hold him. “Y/N…Do you know how much I need you in my life? So much…That i’m asking you to marry me…”

Glenn-He’d ask you to marry him by getting the approval of your friends and family first before surprising you. Knowing how much they mean to you, he’d want to let them know that he’d take care of you and that from now they were his family as well. Afterwards, he’d pop the question, calmly as he takes a good look at you, while you were laying in bed together and reminiscing about how you met and what you’ve gone through. “Y/N…I know we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together…but still…I have to ask you…Will you marry me?”

Carl-He’d ask you to marry him by making you promise to stay with him forever as you’d sit outside the walls reading together. Despite your young age, knowing how much he felt for you, he’d want you to promise him to stay by his side as he would for you, and would grab your hand to suddenly let you know of his feelings. “Y/N…I know we’re both young…but I know I want to be with you forever…So let’s make a promise to marry each other…”

The Governor-He’d ask you to marry him by getting down on his knee as you’d sit by the garden he had been working on with you. He’d spend the beautiful day, talking and eating with you, slowly realizing that his plans are going just as he wanted. Suddenly, he’d pretend to get himself dirty on accident and run inside to get “change”, only to walk out with a ring and lowers himself as he’d get close enough to you. “I’m sorry about the little lie…But Y/N…Will you make me…the happiest man and marry me…”

Abraham-He’d ask you to marry him by casually dropping the question as you’d wake up from your nap. As you’d spend your day just cuddling together on the couch, the idea would come to his mind as you’d fall asleep in his arms and he realizes how much he needs you in his life. He’d wait for you to wake up and as you’d open your eyes, you’d feel him stroking your hair, making you look up to him and for him to calmly ask you the question. “Hey…Cutie…Y/N…I got something to ask you…Will you marry me…”

Eugene-He’d ask you to marry him by proposing to you with the ring he had been working on for so long while in the factory as you would barge in to see what he was up to. Preparing the surprise would end up consuming his time and it would make you worry that he was being unfaithful. As you’d surprise him, he would’ve finished it all and nervously bend his knee to pop the question. “Euh…Y-Y/N…I-I wanted to know…I-if you were interested into being my wife!”

Ron-He’d ask you to marry him by getting you a promise ring and surprising you with a visit to your house. He knew he wanted you to be his for the rest of his life and just had to be sure of a way to do so, as you were both rather young to get married so soon. With the help of his mom, they came up with the idea of a promise ring and decided to make it official with you. “I know we can’t get married yet…But Y/N…will you accept this as a promise to be with me…”

Jesus-He’d ask you to marry him by screaming out the question as he’d come to visit you during your guard shift at the walls of Alexandria. He’d just be so happy to have you in his life that the idea of proposing to you would come and certainly he had to let everyone know of his love for you. Without a hint of nervousness, he’d get your attention as he’d get closer to the gate and just smile as he asks you the question. “Y/N!!!! Hello! I just came by to ask you one thing today! And that is! Will you marry me?!”

Dwight-He’d ask you to marry him by waiting for you with some beer and pretzel in the first house you had gotten together. He’d realize how much you mean to him and would remember the first days you had moved in together and knew he had to make something special out of it. You’d end up finding several notes as clues as to where you should join him, only to find him sitting on the floor with the last note, asking you the question. “So…Y/N…What do you think? Please tell me it’s a yes…I worked hard…I even remembered the beer and pretzel!”

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anonymous asked:

How would BTS confess to you after crushing for a long time, Im not sure if this is a reaction or what but I just wanna see their cofessions (I really think yoongi will be really straight forward hhsuah) btw I have a crush on your writings

now you’re just making me blush. thanks! you’re pretty right about yoongi by the way…

note: i needed to use pronouns but i wanted to make it as gender neutral as possible. i’ve used _p_ when a pronoun is required. hope you dont get too confused. 

maknae line here.


Jin

You yawn and stretch as you pad through the quiet apartment. You had had quite a late night the earlier day, what with the boys coming over for an unplanned fiesta and getting quite drunk; the night ending with most of them staggering back to the dorms or the comparatively sober Yoongi dragging them home. Then, of course, there was Jin.

He’d been quieter than usual, and had hardly touched more than one cup. For god’s sake, he’d barely laughed when Jimin nearly fell over trying to imitate the time Jungkook was insanely terrified of girls. It was strange, and this unusual mildness from your best friend did not help with how sleepy you’d been feeling ever since the alcohol was in your system. It was only obvious you would drop off to sleep, and wake up this morning with a stiff neck, courtesy of the couch you’d passed out on.

You sigh with relief as you surveyed the living room. Jin had done you a solid and cleaned up the aftermath from Hurricane Seven Drunk Idiots before leaving the apartment, long after you’d fallen asleep. A small smile grows on your lips as you peel off a post-it from the back of your couch.

You can thank me later. You roll your eyes at the absent Jin, then read the rest of the bright, pink paper. But, first, go to the kitchen.

You frown, then jog to the kitchen. Breakfast? Did Jin make me breakfast?
Honestly, you wouldn’t mind. Jin’s cooking would be a great start to any day. But, when you get to the kitchen, you’re disappointed to find empty counters and a wiped clean kitchen table. What, no steaming stacks of golden pancakes and whipped cream?

You bring your hands to your hips and with an air of despondency, prepare to trudge back to your couch and go back to sleep.

Then, you notice the fridge.

On the fridge door, more of the obnoxiously pink post-its have been stuck, each bearing a letter unmistakably written in Jin’s perfect hand. Together, they spelt out ‘open me’ in huge bold letters.

Curiously, you step forward and tug the door open.

It’s a riot of pink inside. Pink post-its have been stuck on every surface available. No produce or packet had been spared. Already laughing, you plucked a post-it that had been attached to a banana. I find you a-peel-ing, it declared.

You could almost hear Jin’s wheezing laugh in the distance.

There were more. On further inspection, you find a tin of canned pineapples whose post-it said: I pine for you. A whole wheel of cheese, wrapped in cellophane, said:  I’m not trying to be cheesy, but I think we gouda get together. A post-it on a bottle of olives declared: Olive you.

You bite your lip as you read the rest, your laughter dying down as you slowly realise the meaning behind all this. Hesitantly, you find your phone and call the culprit.

“Did you see it?” It’s the first thing Jin greets you with. His voice is easy, but a hint of nervousness sneaks over the phone.

“Yes, I did.”

A pause. Then, quieter: “And?”

You flicked at the cheese post-it. “This isn’t even gouda cheese.”

A noise of annoyance echoes through the speaker. “The store downstairs didn’t have any– _____! I’m trying to confess to you!”

You bite back a laugh and sink into a seat, your heart singing. “I know, Jin. I know. And-” You hold the phone a bit closer to your ear, a small blush dusting your cheeks. “I’m glad you did it like this.”

Trust Jin to confess using produce puns.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Suga

“Yoongi? What are–”

You barely finished your sentence before Yoongi wordlessly swept past you into your apartment with a fierce look of determination.

You stood at the door, mouth half open in middle of your incomplete enquiry.“O…kay?” You shut the door after a moment of confusion, then follow him to the living room, where he stands with an air of sufferance. All you can see is his hunched shoulders and lithe back facing you. “Yoongs? What’s–”

“What-” He raised a hand to rub at his chin, slowly turning on one heel. “is happening to me?”

You blink. “I’m not sure I–”

“Because I’ve heard about this before, you know. The heart fluttering and the violins playing and the light pouring from the heavens and stuff. All I can think about all day is dates and holding hands and -for god’s sake- pets we could own together.”

Yoongi rubbed at his eyes with the heels of his hands. “And when I tell Jimin, he says I’m in love.” He moved his hands to his hips in defeat. “Love!” 

He paused, probably for a breather after that endless tirade, but before you could gather your thoughts long enough to speak coherently, he sighed and folded his arms against his chest. “I thought it was ridiculous, but then…today– today I was in the studio supposedly working on something for the album–” He raised his eyes to yours, and the sincerity in them send a little shoot of surprise down to your bones. “And I realized that I was writing a love song. It wasn’t even lyrics, but– but it reminded me of you. All I could think of was the way you call me Yoongs or how glad I am to see you when I come back from tour or–  or how much I loved you.”

Yoongi bit his lower lip, then shrugged helplessly. “Then I had to come and see you. And tell you all this.” He sighed and raised his fingers to his temples, closing his eyes. “You don’t have to answer, especially if you don’t feel the same way. But I had to tell you this…Because it’s the first time I’ve felt this way.”

You realise your mouth is hanging open and shut it, then debate for a moment before walking over to Yoongi. You take hold of his hands and thread your fingers through his, bringing your nose close to his so you can make sure he sees you while you replied. You grinned when you see him blush just a little bit. “Funny. I’ve been feeling this way quite a bit recently too.”

Originally posted by allforbts

Hoseok

“So,” Hobi bounced into the couch and passed you the bowl of buttery, delicious smelling popcorn before settling in himself. “There’s this person I like.”

Your hand froze on the remote you were just putting down after pressing play. The loud sounds of the action movie Hobi had picked out began assaulting your eardrums. “Oh?”

Hobi hummed in agreement. You fix your eyes on the screen, pretending that the cheesily dramatic dialogue was the only thing on your mind right now. Trying your best to sound only mildly interested, “Do I know them?”

He shrugged and reached out for a handful of popcorn. “Maybe. But once you do, you can forget them. They’re amazing. They’ve got this laugh, I swear it could cure humanity. They’ve got the softest hands and the kindest eyes, and sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever like someone this much again.” Hobi stopped midmotion. “But there’s this problem.”

Heart racing as fast as the artillery guns on screen, you swallow. “Oh?”

Hobi placed his chin into the palm of his hand. “I haven’t told them yet. I don’t know how to.”

You realize he’s asking you for advice. “You…haven’t told them?”

“No. But I want to.” Hobi sat up and searched around for his phone. “Should I text them?” He held the phone up and waved it at your face.

You swallow and tear your eyes away from the instrument of doom back to the raging battle on TV. “Sure.”, you said, struggling to sound nonchalant. “Text them.”

Hobi sat back and raised his phone to his face. You half expected him to ask you what exactly he should say to confess his love to someone else (you didn’t think you would survive that) before he put his phone down barely a few seconds after he’d begun to text.

You were about to ask him what was wrong (not that you were hoping that something was wrong), just when your phone pinged.

Almost absentminded, you swipe at your phone languidly. One new text. Just three letters. An almost insignificant ‘hey’.

But it was from Hoseok. And that made all the difference.

You looked up at Hobi, who hid a close-lipped and knowing smile behind a few fingers as he judged your reaction.

You turned red and squeaked, barely able to form words. “Oh.”

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Namjoon

You smile as you spot Namjoon pacing across the steps of the public library where he’d asked you to meet him, a lanky but gorgeous figure making its way back and forth on the marble steps.

You bounded up the few steps and sneaked up behind him. “Be careful, or you’ll pace a hole through the marble stairs.”

Namjoon yelped and jumped nearly a foot in the air. What seemed to be little squares of blue paper flew out of his hands and all around the two of you, creating a mini blue snow snowstorm.

Namjoon whipped around and froze. “______! You scared m–”  He stopped mid-sentence and stared in horror at his feet, where most of the blue papers had settled. Flashcards, you realised with growing interest.

Obviously.” You rolled your eyes and crouched, preparing to collect the flashcards.

“No, don’t–”

But the damage was already done. For the very first card you picked off the ground itself told you what Namjoon had been struggling to tell you ever since he knew.

The cards were written all over in his scrawling handwriting, the marking of a genius in every stroke and curve. But the words the cards bore caught your attention, they set the blood rushing to your face.

- tell _____ about _p_ hair, how soft it looks and how badly you want to be the one who could run his hands through it whenever he wanted 

- tell ____ about adorable you think it looks when it gets cold and _p_ face turns red 

- tell ____ how much you want to be the one _p_ can come home to after a long day at work

- tell _____ how much you want to hold _p_ and tell _p_ you love _p_ instead of just standing by and imagining it

There was more, nearly hundreds of these scribbled out on nearly half a dozen or more little blue cards, now in your hands. You laugh when you see a small scrawl in the corner of one card, reminding Namjoon to ’maybe kiss ____?’

You look up and blink, realising there are tears in your eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me straight away, you dork?”

He swept a tear away from the corner of your eye with the pad of his thumb. “I didn’t think I could.”

You shake your head, a smile stretching itself on your lips. “And…are you going to maybe kiss me now?”

A grin matching your own settles on his face. “I’m going to definitely kiss you now.”

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only forever

SUMMARY: How long are you willing to wait around for Sebastian?

WARNINGS: damn this is angsty as FUCK. and of course language, you should know by now.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: remember how i said the last one would be the lightest one out of these. i wasn’t lying. anyway, here’s the song! also, idk if i’m stopping here with this mini series………. i miiiiight add a third part. i have some of it written but i’m not sure YET. oh and here’s the master list for this miniseries lol (ok sadie shut up)

Enjoy!


Weeks passed and you hadn’t heard of Sebastian. You knew he was still in town; he wasn’t due in Atlanta for another month or so. You swallowed your pride though even if your thoughts were plagued by the future and the now with Sebastian.

“So you two fucked and…”

You let out an exasperated sigh, “I don’t know. I haven’t heard from him.”

“You’re that bad of a lay?” Your friend teased.

You frowned and looked away, making her feel bad. She always knew you had a thing for Sebastian before you even realized it yourself. But she knew Sebastian too and he was a natural flirt. If it had legs and moved, he was his charming self. That’s just who he was.

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handy (tom holland x reader)

requested: @mc-universe I’M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BB IT PROBABLY SUCKS BUT ILY DON’T HATE ME

word count: 930

pairing: tom holland x reader

tagged: @supernovares @spider-hlland @peterwithextrapickles@cmonspiderling@barely-emily@clubparker@comehomespiderman

summary: tom finds out about a weird fetish of yours and teases you about it  warnings: just fluff and terrible writing skills                                           –

Normally when someone says what they like about their significant other, it’s usually their eyes, or their smile. Not you, not even close. You know what you liked about Tom? Not his smile, his eyes, or his laugh - his HANDS. They were soft, strong, you lived for when he’d put his hand on your thigh, simply held your hand, or caress your face - anything really. When he would lace his fingers with yours and bring it to his chest, it’d melt your heart instantly. You always felt so warm and safe in his hands.

But you’d never wanted Tom to find out about this fetish. You thought it was just SO weird and could possibly make him feel uncomfortable, which would lead to a break up - which isn’t what you wanted at all. So you decided to not make anything too obvious and just keep it to yourself. You were completely okay with him not finding out ever. Saving the utter embarrassment was super important, but saving your relationship was more. Unfortunately, it did get to him.

“Honestly, Tom’s hands are the softest, warmest, most beautiful things I’ve ever seen or held , in my entire life. I don’t know what he does to make them so soft, but whatever he does, he needs to keep doing it.” You gush to your friend via phone one afternoon, thinking you were safe - and of course you weren’t, for Tom had been listening while leaning against the doorway for the past 10 minutes. He wasn’t uncomfortable at all, he just thought it was funny that of all of his features you liked his hands the most. That didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to tease you.

“My what now, babe?” He finally asked, making you jump in response.  He had the biggest smirk on his face when you turned around. This CANNOT be happening. You quickly end the conversation with your friend hanging up. “Hey, um, I have to go - cats out of the bag..”

You immediately started to ramble, not even letting him speak , “dude yoU wEreN’t suPpoSED to hEar thaT,” and, “oh my god, no, now you’re gonna break up with me I’m so sorry.”

Tom explained how he wasn’t going to break up with you, and how he didn’t think it was weird to have a hand fetish. He did think it was absolutely didn’t want you to feel bad, but the entire day he would still find ways to tease you. There was no way, no way he’d let you get away with that easily, absolutely no way. For the next couple of hours, he’d kind of brush it off, making it seem like he forgot about it. Then after a while, he started to mess with you slowly. Tom would be typing something on his phone or wrong something, and say something dumb like ‘my eyes are up HERE, not my hands.’

“Tom, STOP.” You’d warn him, slight annoyance in your voice. He’d just giggle, thinking it was the funniest shit ever. It wasn’t. It really made you feel worse.

The day was filled with moments like that: him doing something that involved with his hands, and being like, ‘did that turn you on, darling?’.

“Tom, i mean it, stop.”

He would purposely lace his fingers with yours and rub your hand with his thumb, just to fuck with your heart, and it surely did. This made you love his hands and him even more.

Sometimes he’d just be like, ‘hey, babe, hIGH FIVE’, and you’d do so, and he’d say “did that turn you on??” And for fuck sakes, the time he literally caressed your face with his hand, saying “The things my hands can do, huh babe?” while winking.

You were now red with anger, completely done with him. After that, you’d had it with the teasing and gave him the silent treatment - because it was already embarrassing that he knew, but the teasing really got to you. Of course he didn’t realize how bad it made you feel.

For hours Tom would try and get you to talk to him, but nothing helped.

You’d just give him blank stares or say snarky things like, “I feel like something is in here, but I don’t see anything? Maybe I’m just losing it.” And he would literally die inside because the boy is SO clingy and in love with you, he was starting to feel so bad because he realized that he hurt your feelings for teasing you. He never wanted to make you feel bad about anything.

You suddenly feel a pair of arms wrapped around you, and to be honest, you felt very safe in them like always. Tom kissed your cheek multiple times, then rested his head on your shoulder, “Hey.” He spoke, voice muffled.

“Hey, love.” You sigh, finally breaking through. Even though Tom was being a jerk, you still loved him and it made you feel better that he knew what he was doing was wrong.

“I’m sorry for making you feel bad about having a hand fetish. And no, I am not breaking up with you. I love you so much, darling.” Tom loved and adored you so much, even your weird fetish.

You finally managed to smile and pull him into a real hug. “I love you too, Tom.” You say, “Always will.”

I Got You Part 1

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam

Summary:  Sam and Dean rescue reader from captivity.  Who held her captive?  Why?

Word Count:  1484

Warnings:  Violence (alluded to)

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom. There’s still room on my Forever Tags.  Add yourself here.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

I Got You Part 1

The room is dank and musty, the mattress stained. It’s hard as a rock and has a distinct, yet unidentifiable odor, but it’s infinitely better than the floor. It’s been difficult to keep track of time in this cell, but it’s a fruitless endeavor with no windows and no regular meals to help you chart the beginning and end of a day.  

Your stomach rumbles in protest, it’s been empty for what seems like an eternity. Meals were coming at least once a day as far as you could tell, but nothing today. You ration the small amount of water that you’ve been given carefully. It seems as if maybe you’ve been abandoned or forgotten, but most likely the deprivation is a new form of torture.

The dim light bulb that flickers intermittently overhead illuminates the bruises that speckle your body. The oldest marks have faded from purplish-blue to a mottled green. The colors of your skin map a timeline of sorts, the older bruises indicating that it’s been a week at least in the hellish prison. There’s a particularly gnarly gash along your calf from a dull blade and at least two of your ribs are broken. Walking your fingers along your jawline, you touch the tender skin. Your lower lip has been split open and hurts like a bitch. Honestly, you’ve been worse, all things considered.

Still, you don’t know why you’re here. Monsters - monsters you can deal with. It’s humans that are fucking scary.

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Natsume’s book of friends, season 6, ep 3

So, I know these Thoughts about episode 3 of Natsume 6 are late, but  I am just. so proud of how far Natsume has come and so amazed with the show’s character development. Sometimes you forget how much Natsume has grown, because it’s happened so slowly and naturally. But then something will happen that just starkly demonstrates how much more confident and comfortable with himself he’s gotten and episode 3 of this season where he sees Shibata again really really does that. 

The fact that Natsume is able to be so openly annoyed with Shibata and bicker with him and calls him on his bullshit and doesn’t just sit there and take it is HUGE. 

Especially when you contrast it to the last episode where he interacted with him, seasons ago. Shibata said ALL KINDS of shitty things to Natsume he first arrived and Natsume didn’t really defend himself much or act annoyed about it all that much. He was scared of him- scared of him revealing his secret to his friends, scared of being bullied again and he basically slipped back into having very little confidence with himself.

 It never even crossed his mind Shibata should talk to him in a nicer way because being treated that way was still the default for him, he didn’t even feel like he deserved more respect. There was no way he would have gone  “you know what you’re not showing me very much respect and it’s super annoying” to Shibata back then.. He also seemed to genuinely think if his friends interacted with Shibata too long, they’d start treating him like Shibata did when they were kids and everything would revert to how it was when he was a kid. He felt his friendships were that fragile. 

Of course, Shibata apologized at the end of this episode and showed some understanding towards Natsume, which is partly what’s responsible for Natsume feeling less threatened by him and more comfortable with him- he has changed since they were kids and he bullied Natsume.

But I really think a lot of Natsume’s behavior in ep 3 is a testament to how much more confident and comfortable with HIMSELF he’s gotten since that episode. He’s like “yeah Shibata isn’t very nice so. that’s why we don’t really get along”, like he’s explicitly acknowledging that it’s a problem on Shibata’s end that he isn’t nice. Natsume doesn’t assume, like in the past, that it’s his fault for being weird and that people will be “not nice” to him by default, because he’s now had enough friends and loved ones care for him to know that this is NOT TRUE and people SHOULD and CAN be nice to him. 

And for him to be like “Shibata I can’t see you I’m hanging out with a friend” “Haha YOU have friends?” “yeah i sure do also screw you and do you want me to hang up” “no waitwaitwait” like can you imagine Natsume having standing up for himself like that in early seasons? He would have agreed with Shibata that it was weird he had friends. instead he’s like “YEP SURE DO AND FUCK YOU FOR ACTING SURPRISED”.

He was also comfortable enough to take Tanuma to see Shibata. He wasn’t worried that Tanuma would have a magic “oh wait I should really be being a lot meaner to Natsume like this guy is” epiphany when he interacted with Shibata he trusts Tanuma enough at this point to know he’s better than that.  In fact, he’s worried about Shibata annoying Tanuma and is alll “HEY TANUMA i’M SO SORRY WE HAVE TO MEET WITH HIM HE’S PRETTY TACTLESS IF HE ANNOYS YOU EVEN A LITTLE BIT TELL ME AND WE’LL LEAVE IMMEDIATELY OKAY SERIOUSLY JUST TELL ME”. And there’s still a little insecurity in that- he’s nervous and overly solicitous there and worried about making Tanuma will be mad at him for having such an obnoxious friend, which is ridiculous considering how chill Tanuma is- so that shows Natsume is still not COMPLETELY confident in his relationships and has a lot of the anxiety and over-attentiveness still, he’s not magically over all the effects of his abuse. 

(And how friggin’ adorable was it when Shibata was like “you look like a beanpole” to both of them and both Tanuma and Natsume immediately yelled at him on the other one’s behalf”).

And then overall he was just basically able to comfortably bicker with Shibata, demand Shibata tell him what was going and even tease him and call him a scaredy-cat, which is wow, SUCH a big step to see Natsume confident enough to comfortably do things like that.

Speaking on Tanuma, it also shows how much Natsume has grown that he basically told Tanuma immediately what was going on and took relatively less convincing this time when Tanuma wanted to help. He’s still obviously pretty nervous about burdening people. but he’s come a long way.

And this show is so good about characters actually comminicating openly and honestly- that moment where Natsume apologized to Tanuma for asking for his help and Tanuma being like “I actually really prefer knowing what you’re dealing with to being kept in the dark because that makes me worry about you way more. I actually wish you’d let me help you more, but I know that freaks you out and sends you into a guilt spiral when I push it to hard. It makes me happy you’re trusting me and even relying on me even a little bit.” LIKE WOW. A PLUS COMMUNICATION, A PLUS FRIENDING. 

Basically this show has an end-goal of showing how much better it is when people communcate and are open with their feelings, but also acknowledges that it takes real work to get to that point, especially when you’re dealing with characters who are dealing with a lot of trauma like Natsume is. But Tanuma and Natsume and the rest of his friends DO put in the work and it’s beautiful to see how that is resulting in really healthy, honest relationships where they truly consider and understand each other’s feelings and that these relationships grow and get stronger with each passing episode.

I also have to praise the development on Shibata’s part too. I was very grumpy with him his debut episode for how he treated Natsume. (not because he didn’t feel like a realistic character or that his growth wasn’t good even in that episode, just. he spent most of it being a fuck so). He did apologize, but he didn’t seem to fully grasp exactly how much hell he put Natsume through. In this episode, though, he had a lot of growth. he fully gets all the scary shit Natsume has to deal with and is horrified and genuinely does his best to help and take responsibility for his part in it and lets Natsume know “hey I know I was shitty to you and I still am a little bit shitty but I really like seeing you and don’t want to hurt you”. LIKE YES EXACTLY THANK YOU. LET’S ALL JOIN THE “PROTECT NATSUME” SQUAD. It’s honestly one of the better “reformed bully” sidestories I’ve seen.

(And Natsume realizing that he gets what Tanuma’s talking about because it also makes him happy that Shibata reached out to him and relied on him!)

BASICALLY ALL I WANT TO SAY IS. I AM PROUD OF NATSUME AND I LOVE HIM AND I’M SO GLAD HE’S BECOMING MORE COMFORTABLE WITH HIMSELF AND THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD WITH IT’S SLOW-BURN CHARACTER AND RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPMENT AND COMMITMENT TO SHOWCASING POSITIVE GROWTH AND COMMUNICATION. I LOVE IT. SO PURE AND SWEET.

anonymous asked:

The thing you mentioned about butterflies not always being so good; you are so on point. Comfort and security is a much better feeling to be in a relationship with. I've been looking for that lately, bcuz I'm tired of the butterflies/anxiety, but I can't find it. How did you find it with Sasha? Whenever I try to make friends with a guy first, it's either I end up developing feelings too quickly or they do which makes me uncomfortable. I want that level of comfort before a romantic relationship.

uh, I don’t know to be honest! it all just flowed naturally? 

Sasha was never too intrusive or demanding, he’s a good company, so it was easy with him and then it just started to grow.

The thing is that you don’t FIND it on purpose, you know. It find you when the time is ready. Life is always spinning and taking turns, so all the changes will eventually lead you to where you are supposed to be!

So..try to not rush things! I mean…Don’t go for what makes you uncomfortable, I think I don’t even need to say that because it seems like you aren’t the person who would do that. I think with the right person you can tell in the beginning they are a decent human being, they won’t give you negative connatations.

There’s right time for everything, so let the life flow! 

‘Hanging Out’ - Jared Kleinman (smut)

A/N: Idk what this is??? I put a ‘read more’ because it’s super long and smutty

Requested by anon: “49 with Jared?”

49. My Sims get more action than I do!

Pairing: Jared x reader (I tried to make it as gender neutral as possible, but if there are any slip ups, I’m so so sorry!)

Warning(s): smut my dude, p r a i s e k i n k, A LOT of cursing, awkwardness bc I live for blushy awkward smut oops, Jared gets insecure and it’s sad :((

Word count: 3,208 (this is sooo long for being so bad lmao)



You spent the majority of your life listening to Jared Kleinman complain. Whether it was about how slow his game console was compared to the newest one, or about his glasses or about the retainer he had to wear at night, he always had something to complain about. As he got older, the complaints gradually changed from toys to his love life, which is what he was currently saying as the two of you hung your heads upside down off the end of his bed.
“Why don’t people want to date me, Y/N? I’m attractive right?” He asked, turning to look at you. He was squinting due to the fact that his glasses had fallen long before, and his face was red from hanging upside down. You let out a snort and shook your head. “No, not right you’re not.” Jared shoved you and you laughed. “I’m kidding! You’re not bad looking at all!” You told him. “Then why am I single?”


“Maybe it’s because you’re annoying?”


“Shut up!”


This was the usual routine for you two. One of you would talk about your problems and the other one would make sarcastic remarks. The two of you often joked that you didn’t know why you put up with each other when all you did was throw insults back and forth. You did know, however, why you put up with Jared’s antics:

You, Y/N, were in love with your best friend since childhood.

It was terribly cliché, and it annoyed you to no end. Why him of all people? You had no fucking clue, maybe it was the way his humor matched yours so well or the way he was able to make you feel better when you were down. But those were all just things a best friend did, right? The more you thought about it, the more you realized just how deep the shit you were in actually was.
“I’m serious, nobody wants to date me! I’m chubby and obnoxious. I mean, shit, my Sims get more action than I do!” It was very rare when Jared would express actual insecurities while complaining, so you knew that it wasn’t just joking around anymore. You sat up and helped him to do the same, both of your heads spinning from suddenly being right-side-up. “Jared, there’s nothing wrong with you. There is someone out there who loves you for you, you just have to find them!”

“Loves?”

“What?”

Jared narrowed his eyes at you. “You said loves, as in there’s already someone who does.” Jared must have seen your eyes widen in panic because next thing you knew, he was interrogating you about who it was. “Do I know them? Are they in our friend group? Are they a boy or a girl or a nonbinary person? Are they cute?” You stayed quiet, not trusting yourself to say any more than you already had. As Jared continued to ask more and more questions, you knew that you had royally fucked up.

“I-I have to go!” You yelled abruptly, cutting Jared off in the middle of a question. “B-But wait! Y/N you need to tell me-” You ran out of his bedroom before he could finish his sentence.

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