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BTS reaction | Meeting you at a fansign

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The moment he saw you as you came to stand before him, he gave you the biggest smile ever. You were just so pretty and adorable, and it warmed his heart to see you act all shy because of him. 

You two talked for a little bit, and he started liking your kind and honest personality more and more. He discovered you both actually had quite a bit in common and he got a little sad when it was time for you to move on to the next member.

“I really liked talking with you, I hope to do this again with you at our next fansign?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


He was still waving goodbye to the previous fan when you came up to him, so when he finally looked at you, he felt his heart skip a beat at your appearance. Honestly you were completely his type and he found it hard not to smile at you. 

And then you started talking, and he made sure to pay extra attention to everything you said. Your voice was like a song to him, and he was wholly entranced by it. 

“Please tell me you’ll come see me again one day, I’ll be sad if you don’t…”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings


He had noticed you already while you were still standing in line, you caught his eye nearly instantly, as soon as you were close enough for him to see you that is. So when it was finally your turn to talk with him he was practically bouncing in his seat.

You blushed at the excitement you were getting from the boy, and your reaction made him smile even wider. You two spoke for a bit, with Hoseok literally hanging onto your every word, leaning close to you with his head resting on his hand.

“I really hope to see you again one day, maybe even in a different place than a fansign, what do you think?”

Originally posted by hohbi


Cute, lively, easy-going,… that was the impression Namjoon got of you while you were talking with the other members. So imagine his surprise when you reached him and you were actually all shy, seeing him up close. He found it endearing though, and he smiled reassuringly at you, trying to get you comfortable.

That calmed you down a bit and you started talking, and once you started you found it hard to stop, so Namjoon just stayed quiet and listened to what you were saying. He didn’t mind tho, not at all. In fact, he even found it really charming. Yup, our great leader adored you.

“Maybe it’s wishful thinking, but I hope fate will bring us together again later…”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings


He currently didn’t have a fan standing in front of him, so he was patiently waiting for you to finish talking with Seokjin, a kind smile gracing his face as he was watching you being cute. When you turned to Jimin, seeing him smiling at you like that, made you pretty nervous and you accidentally tripped over your own feet. You would have fallen on your face if Jimin hadn’t caught you, having instinctively risen from his seat to help you.

After making sure you were okay, you had a lovely conversation with him, and he actually found you so adorable, he just wanted to keep talking with you.

“Really hoping I’m not the only one here, but I hope our paths will cross again one day.”

Originally posted by parkjmzl


Just like Hobi, he would have already noticed you while you were standing in line to meet them. Feeling someone’s gaze on you, you turned your head and your eyes made contact with Taehyung’s as he smiled admiringly at you and waved. Freaking out, you blushed and averted your gaze.

When you reached him though, you looked up at him shyly and smiled a little. He beamed back at you. “Wahh even prettier up close!”

There you were, a blushing mess again tae give the poor girl a break will ya, but after that you’d just talk with him even though you were nervous and he’d just be so enchanted by you.

“I really wish to see you again, you’re so lovely!”

Originally posted by 4cyphers


The moment he laid eyes on you, he knew you were going to be like his ideal type. You were beautiful in his eyes, with the cutest smile ever. As he was sitting at the end of the long table, he got to see you interact with the other members and he was getting impatient for his turn to speak with you.

As you finally stood before him though, you proved his suspicions about you correct. You were not just another pretty face, you had a personality that matched really well with his, which he got a glimpse of in the short time you spent together. He didn’t really want to just let you go and risk never seeing you again though.

“I know this may be weird, but are you doing something after this? Want to go for a coffee together or something?”

Originally posted by nochuie

Apprentice: “I’ll keep an eye on him” *crosses to curtain, ducks inside*
You find Julian lying on the bed, loose shirt hanging, boots off, leg up.
Julian: [he overheard your conversation with Mazelinka] “Apprentice! Did you come to tuck me in?”
You notice his socks. He’s clearly proud of them. Perhaps even thinks they’re super cool. The socks are crew socks with Count Lucio halfway in goat form on them. The goat-shaped ears hang off of either side of the socks, like real ears.
Mazelinka: *entering* “Apprentice, would you be a dear and see that he drinks?” She doesn’t even look at Julian, who has dropped his leg, red faced.
Julian waits obediently, eyeing the bowl in your hands. Warm light gleams off his tongue as he licks the seam of his lips. His gaze trails down your face, fixing dreamily on your mouth. An invitation… or a distraction.
[kiss him/make him drink]
Apprentice: “ur socks r lame”
Julian: “… *sigh*” *takes of socks, grabs candle*

furze  asked:

for the 6 sentence fic thing, blupjeans + tattoos?

Barry and Lup were bathing in a river since the Star Blaster’s shower had broken the night before. The water was cold, and woke them both up, and that’s when Barry noticed something on Lup’s lower back.

“Oh, is that some new ink?” asked Barry. 

“yeah, Taako did it last night, was starting to wonder when you’d say something, you didn’t seem to notice!” said Lup smiling as innocently as you please. 

“You got back so late, I was in bed, it was dark!”

Lup gracefully spun around in barry’s arms and when her rear faced him again she leaned forward a bit so he could see that her new tramp stamp read:

“I want a divorce”

(I had so much fun with this prompt, this is also the first TAZ fic i’ve every written.)

Mac huffs in irritation.  Remy is so annoying and frustrating and irritating!  She questioned her own sanity at times because she liked him so much.

What was wrong with her?

Why did she have to like such a dense idiot who loved to wind her up just to see her spin around like some crazy toy?

Mac:  “I don’t like you very much right now!”

Remy laughing:  “Liar, you love me.  Admit it.  You’re just sore because I got you.”

Mac pouts:  “Jerk.”

Remy laughs again:  “You’ll get over it.  Did you bring your notebook?  I want to see what you’ve worked on.  This mod I’m working on is boring me.”

Mac frowns at him and his one track mind…..on the wrong track!

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Poison - Ong Seongwoo

Title: Poison.

Member: Ong Seongwoo

Genre: (Ugly) Angst

Words: 1482

Summary: Everything about Seongwoo is like a poison, the only cure is also him that’s why you kept on coming back until it’s too late.

Song: Luhx. – poison and Troye Sivan – fools

I was walking through the hallways when a familiar man bumped into my shoulders. I gazed at him and saw him lowered his head down and continued to walk still not looking back at me. He was holding the hands of a girl whom I despise for such a long time.

Ong Seongwoo, the man who I never want to see again but he’s also the man that I wanted to be with forever.

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Thoughts on star trek discovery episode 6

  • Tilly calling Michael her mentor was too cute. Michael is such a good mentor too, she is trying so hard to make sure Tilly becomes a Captain.
  • I wasn’t expecting the Michael/Ash thing but I’m not completely against it, I’m just worried that there might be some future conflict considering his loyalty to Captain Lorca.
  • Speaking of Lorca, once again I waver between not totally hating him, and then he does some shitty manipulative thing, and I remember why I dislike him so much. 
  • Stamets is one hundred percent mirror Stamets. It’s not just that he’s so easy going and using weird lingo, he speaks with a different inflection, and he just seems to hold himself differently. 
  • We finally got to see Amanda and it was amazing! I love her, and she’s such a good mother. I need to see more of her. 
  • Sarek, however, is not a good dad, but I’m still fond of him, and I really enjoyed seeing more of Michael’s relationship with him.
  • Logic Extremists is one of my favorite phrases ever.
  • Next weeks episode looks awesome, and I am so excited for it. Also, it looks like there will be more Stamets on there which I am so for, because he is the best and I love him. I mean I love all of the main characters besides Lorca, but I do have to admit that Stamets is probably my favorite. He’s just so grumpy and sarcastic. 
  • So, I guess they’re just never going to address the fact that Michael released the tardigrade into outer space. I expected some reaction from Lorca about it, but it’s just…not mentioned at all. 
I feel a sin comin’ on (Negan x Reader) Part 3

I’m going to try and post this again. 

@janai-farn   @collette04 @ask-kakashihatake  @fireflyloki28  @bigredslut69 It won’t let me tag you sorry    @mrsnegan25   @rohanwood

In front of stood the person who you thought you’d never see again. Your brother.

Daryl Dixon.

“Daryl?” You muttered quietly. Before you knew it you were in his arms. “I thought I’d never see you again. Where’s Merle?” You flooded him with questions.

He looked down at the ground. “Daryl?” You asked concerned.

“He’s not fucking allowed to talk to anyone,” Negan announced walking closer. You turned and stared at him.

“What the hell do you mean not allowed? Negan, what the fuck! What kind of damned system do you’ve got going down in this place!” You practically screamed.

You pointed your finger in his face, “Listen Asshole, you almost got our baby sister killed. Do you think because of last night that I forgive you? If so, you’re wrong as hell. The least you can fucking do is let me talk to my own freaking brother for 5 damn minutes.” You yelled at Negan.

“Fine. 5 minutes.” He said and sat back down.

“What happened?” You asked Daryl.

“It’s only us now. Merel was gone for a while, due to something happening before. We found each other again, then I had to end it when he turned. This isn’t where I was originally.” He explained quietly. “Where have you and Adelynn been?” He asked.

“By ourselves. Once you and Daryl left, well dad basically went crazy and mom, well mom had an encounter with some and didn’t quite make it. So, ever since then it’s just been me and Adelynn. I thought we were the only ones still alive.” You explained.

Daryl shook his head sadly, “I got to go now.” He said quietly, then turned and walked out of the room. He just walked away from you guys again. For the second time in your guy’s lives, he walked away.

You stumbled back a little bit and sat down on the couch. You were in shock that out of everyone you could have seen it was your big brother. Negan sat there and was about to say something, but before he could say anything you got up and stormed out of the room.

“Y/N!” Negan yelled running after you. “Where the fuck are you even going?”

“Away. I’m grabbing my sister and we are going.” You explained storming down the hall towards the doctors.

“Y/N. Why the fuck are you leaving?” He asked irritated.

“I told you already, Negan. I said I was leaving and I’m not coming back. It’s just too hard here. We will be fine. Just pretend we were never even here and go on with your life.” You said continuing to walk angrily down the hallway.

“I can’t just fucking let you and your little sister go!” He basically yelled.

“Well, you’re fucking going to. What you think we won’t survive out there? We’ve survived this freaking long. Almost 5 years. So, don’t fucking flatter yourself, Negan.” You yelled and stormed into the doctor’s office to see Daryl standing next to Adelynn.

“Adelynn, we’re leaving.” You explained walking over to her.

“But Daryl’s here.” She whispered sadly.

“Adelynn, you don’t understand we need to leave.” You said putting yourself between her and everyone else.

“You can’t just decide where she goes,” Daryl said.

“Watch me.” You hissed.

“Just let the girl decide because clearly you won’t fucking stay.” Negan interrupted.

“Adelynn needs to go with me because I don’t trust any of you.” You yelled.

“Adelynn, where do you want to go?” Negan asked over the arguing.

“I want Y/N and Daryl to stay.” She whispered quietly. You looked over and saw the distress in her eyes along with tears. You mentally sighed.

As much as you despised this choice, at the same time you wanted what was best for your sister. Maybe staying here was the best option for her. You wouldn’t dare leave her, so the only choice you had at this moment was to stay here and tough it out.

“Fine. Adelynn and I will stay. Only for a little while.” You explained.

Negan seemed oddly relieved by that.

“Dwight!” Negan yelled and you spun around, as some guy with blonde hair walked in. “Take Daryl back to his room. He’s caused enough disruption for today.”

Daryl dropped his head and walked out. You didn’t say anything, as he walked out. You hugged Adelynn. “Can she go back to our room now?” You asked.

The doctor stood there for a second, then finally nodded in agreement. “Just take it easy.”

You nodded and picked Adelynn up and carried her back to your guy’s room. Negan had other things to do, so it was just you and Adelynn. You took her back and gently showered her. She fell asleep right after her shower. You soon fell asleep too, since you didn’t get much sleep the night before. It was probably about the middle of the night when someone burst through the door. You sat up to see Daryl standing there.

“Come on! It’s time to go!” Daryl whispered frantically.

crowleysprincess159  asked:

The way he kept apologising for getting emotional damn near killed me. It’s like he knows that it hurts us to see him in pain and was trying to protect us. He’s got such a huge heart and I just wanna wrap him in a blanket and hold him!

Same here! I felt absolutely terrible to see him get so emotional which isn’t something you see out of him often at all. He’s usually so chipper and always has a smile on his face, but when he was like asking for a moment to collect himself and continuously apologizing for crying, I wanted to just hold him so tight and never let go. I hope to never see him get so heartbroken again. He deserves happiness!

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I've loved the Scarecrow since I first saw him in Batman Begins and I got to cosplay him at a local con yesterday and I was so pleased people recognised me. Unfortunately I made my mask out of real burlap and its pretty much fallen apart now but I'm definately gonna do it again I loved being Dr.Crane

I’m so sorry your mask fell apart, but based on the reactions you got I bet your cosplay looked awesome! Next time you make a mask please take pictures of it–I would love to see it and I’m sure many other Crane fans would too! :)

When it got late and we were sitting in his car, made out a little. I could feel that he was hard, put my hand on it, rubbed him on the outside of his pants. He kissed me again then said I wish we had some place to go.. I told Him i could call my friend Bossy and see, that seemed to get him even harder.

He kissed me again, I started to unbelt his pants, pulled his cock out, stroke it, I mentioned Bossy again and that she was really flirting with him.. then I went down and started sucking him.. I suck him in as deep as I could handle without gagging to much, pull back and worked the head, sucking and licking . Started stoking as I suck .. he didn’t last long.. came in my mouth and swallowed his cum down.. didn’t taste to bad either.

So this is kind of a silly “spooky” story, but when I was 6 we got this cat named Timothy. He was a sweet heart, more like a dog than cat to be honest. Around the same time I would see him in places out of the corner of my eye, and then he would disappear. Often this happened in rooms with closed doors. I would literally see the cat vanish into thin air. Me being little 6 year old me, I thought he just had magic powers. It wasn’t until I was older, about 14, that I saw the cat again and realized it wasn’t my cat. It was some sort of ghost cat. Or something. He never did any harm. Just kind of a pleasant visitor from time to time. Makes me jump on occasion when I see it. I don’t think he’s the only thing haunting my home though. I once saw this shadowy figure in a hat float across the foot of my bed. It’s safe to say I prefer the cat to that.


thats SO cute wtf…. i love this ghosty cat and i want to pet him and give him ghost tuna

I swear I just had the dumbest conversation I have ever had about creepy men. Long story short: my coworker was getting a massage the other day and the dude massaging her was being really inappropriate and “creepy.” She did nothing, which I understand, but what really got me was when I said that I would’ve left and I didn’t think she should see him again because you have no idea if he’s dangerous. She told me “but you’re more easily offended than I am,” which lmao what? Like I get it, excusing men for everything gets you head pats, but recognizing red flags is not about being offended, it’s about self preservation. A dude that is inappropriate with naked women in a private environment is a dude that is not safe to be around. I seriously hope something I said sticks, I tried to phrase it nicer. I think the other women were too shocked to comment

Forgiveness In Your Eyes

Summary: You are Northern fighter who escorted Jamie Lannister south and grew close along the way. You meet again at Riverrun.

Paring: Jamie Lannister x reader

Warning: Some angst, General warning for language and mentions of violence. Flashbacks in italics.

A/N: This idea wouldn’t leave me so I had to get it out quick!

The snap of a twig behind you sent you spinning around. There he was. All in the red and gold and newly cropped hair. The first time seeing him since you’d left him at Kings Landing and rode North.

In your travels south, you’d became friends. You were caught up on different sides of the war, but as you made your way to Kings Landing, you’d stay up late by the fire, sharing stories of your childhoods and often admitting to each other, you’d do anything just to end the war, be done with it and go back to your lives.

Even after your were found by the Boltons and Jamie was maimed, you remained together, unlikely friends in the face of it all. He’d even told you how he’d killed the Mad King one night.

You’d accompanied him as far of the gates of Kings Landing before you’d bid him farewell. In accompanying Jamie Lannister back, you’d missed Edmure Tully’s wedding…and the death of the Starks and countless Northerners. Not long afterwards, you’d met back up with the Blackfish and the remaining band of survivors and bannermen and had retaken the Riverlands, you’d held it right until Jamie Lannister had shown up with support for the Freys.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you,” you swallowed the lump in your throat, bow still in hand.

Jamie approached you cautiously. “Lady Y/N”. There was almost a hint of shock in his voice, almost as if he hadn’t expected to find you around the grounds of Riverrun. You’d been tasked with picking off Frey men on the outskirts of the battlements, you’d taken out, four, maybe five of the soldiers.

“This land belongs to the Freys now. You’re trespassing.”

“This is Tully land and you know it,” With a shaking hand, you took an arrow from your quiver and readied it in your bow.

“Not since the….” Jamie began, your glare stopping him. “Not since…”

“You can say it…” you put in. “Not since your father had Robb Stark and his family butchered? Not since the Red Wedding? Not since that turncloak craven Roose Bolton turned traitor..” You almost unconsciously ended your sentence and stared him down.

Some semblance of guilt flickered in his green eyes. “Y/N, I swear by the gods, I didn’t know what they were planning, if I had, I’d have…” Jamie trailed off “Frey broke guest rights, he’s a…”

You took aim at him. “Broke guest rights? He butchered men in his home, he’s a craven just like the Boltons and he’ll drive a dagger through your heart first chance he gets…”

Jamie opened his mouth but you continued.

“Do you think it was ever about Robb Stark or Joffrey or whoever called themselves king for me?” You kept your arrow pointed at him, drawn back. “I don’t care who sits on the Iron Throne, It was never about that. I went to war because your father sent that beast of a man Clegane to tear up the Riverlands and I was called to,”

Jamie took a step towards you.

“Don’t. I’ll fucking fire, Lannister, I swear by the gods, I will put an arrow through your eye,”

He shook his head and a sad smile formed. “You know I’m not like Walder Frey,”

“Yes, I know, Frey never pretended to be my friend,”

Jamie ran his remaining hand through his hair.

“Your hand is shaking, you don’t want to kill me, you beat a Bolton half to death when I couldn’t, if you wanted me dead, you’d have killed me already,”


You winced as Jamie shambled to his feet and attempted to scramble in the mud for a sword with his one remaining hand, he jabbed aimlessly at the Bolton man, who simply side-stepped him, causing the other Bolton men to erupt in childlike laughter.

“Oh how the mighty fall, eh Kingslayer,” the man swung a punch that floored the Lannister and stood over him. “Next time, it’ll be with my blade,”. He kicked him in the stomach and Jamie cried out in pain, only causing the man to laugh and lay another blow on him.

From your horse, you leapt down and walked over. “He’s had enough! He’s not fighting back,” you knelt beside Jamie. “Leave him be!”

The man laughed “Lady Y/N!…anyone would think you were going soft!”

You stood up and stared at the man “do you want to answer to fucking Tywin Lannister if he son dies out here? I was asked to bring him back to Kings Landing alive…in exchange for the Stark girls and I will,”

“Does he really have to be alive?” the man drew his blade and swung. “That’s no fun is it now?”

In a moment, you’d unsheathed your own knife and had dug it into the Bolton mans arm. He reeled, and then lurched forward. You ducked out of his way and brought your knee to his back, causing him to sway then fall into the mud. You kicked him hard in the side then began punching him, until his nose was bloody. “Stop,” he croaked through his pain “We’re fighting on the same side, for the King in the North,”

Another man hauled you off him and held your wrists tightly with one hand and slapped you hard across the face. “You ever fucking try that again and….”

“You’ll what? Kill me? Kill him?” You nodded at Jamie who was attempting to sit up. “Kill either me or Lannister and you’re fucked. We’ve both got men out there on the same side. Kill me and when Robb Stark is done in the south he’ll march around and hang you for your treachery. Kill me and you’ll have no one to vouch for you when Tywin asks who maimed his firstborn son,”

The man looked like he was considering the options. “Fucking bitch,” he pushed you away. For a moment, you stumbled then steadied yourself and looked at Jamie who was getting slowly to his feet, his legs weak and shaking.

“Lannister rides with me,”

“And you ride off into the sunset before we get to Lord Roose? I dont think so,”

You exhaled slowly. “Lannister rides with me or when we get to Rose Bolton, I’ll ensure he tells Tywin it was you,” you jabbed a finger into his breastplate “that maimed his son, he’ll take your head from your shoulders,”

You could tell the guard wanted to protest but instead he pushed Jamie, who’d gotten back to his feet at you.

“Have him. You deserve each other. Bitch.”


That was before you knew of the Boltons oath breaking. Now a part of you wished you had killed the Bolton man, the only thing that had stopped you had been not wanting to kill a solider from your side.

Your heart beat hard, but you swallowed and focused all your attention on steadying your hand. Jamie put both of his arms up, showing that he was unarmed. It was then when you noticed it, a golden hand had replaced the space where his flesh arm once was.

“A golden hand?” You rolled your eyes “you Lannisters have gold for every occasion don’t you,”

Jamie shrugged, arms still raised. “It’s not the same. But it’s better than nothing…I’m not as good with my left hand…” he looked rather pained and you felt a twinge of sympathy for him. No one deserved what he’d had done to him. Jamie was not a bad man, deep down nor was he the arrogant man captured at the start of the war. . He’d told you he’d only slain the Mad King to prevent him burning the city and all its inhabitants, he’d probably only came here on the orders of a Lannister. Behind his green eyes, you could see the man you’d traveled with. A man willing to do what he thought was right by his morals and by his family.

You levelled him, a hint of a smile graced your lips. “I’m sure you’re still better than three quarters of Freys army,”

“As are you,” Jamie didn’t argue with your assessment. “Not that that’s hard. The Freys aren’t really fighting men, if they had any other holdfast other than the crossing at the Twins, they’d have been forgotten about a long time ago and neither of us would be here,”

You cleared your throat. “The Freys don’t belong here, you know this isn’t right, Jamie, we don’t have long, our men will be looking for us,”

“Good thing I found you then. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while…I’ve had a lot of time to think…you know, when I heard about…what happened at the Twins, I worried you were dead,” Jamie exhaled slowly. “When I found out, you weren’t there, that you were alive, I felt relief I couldn’t imagine, and it all made sense, I couldn’t believe I hadn’t realised it before,”


The moment the guard had left the room, you were at Jamie’s side.

“I…Jamie, shit,” you muttered, watching him hold his arm protectively to his chest.

“I have to clean…I have to…clean the wound, otherwise….it’ll get infected,” you swallowed the bile in your throat and dropped down beside him.

He shook his head. “No”

"We both know I won’t do that, You’ll die… or lose the whole arm,”

“Why do you care,” he choked out, staring up at you from where he lay on the floor. “I’m a Lannister remember, Kingslayer, oath breaker, man without honour” he spat out.

“I don’t care about any of that. Not anymore, you’re a good man, I know you are,”

Jamie’s eyes seemed to take all of you in, like he was looking at you for both the first and the last time. “You’re one of the only people to think so. Maybe this is the gods finally punishing me, maybe I deserve to be left here,”

You knelt down. “Lucky for you, I’m not leaving you until you’ve let me clean your wounds,”

Reluctantly, he let you wash the wound, hissing and wincing as you cleaned with water. After you’d cleaned him up as best you could with just water, you took your spare cloak between your hands and ripped it down the middle to use as a bandage.

You felt a pain in your heart as you wrapped the wound the best you could into a makeshift sling and helped him to the bed in the corner, where he lay shivering slightly, clutching at the thin blanket.

"Y/N,” Jamie struggled “Don’t go, stay,” he managed to mutter out.

“Of course I won’t”

You stoked the fire in the room, then pulled off the shawl you’d worn and draped it over him, before curling down at the foot of the bed and falling asleep.


You let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding and lowered your arrow. “Is this a trick?”

“Of course it’s not,” Jamie edged closer to you. “I wouldn’t do that. Not to you,” He came closer still and you put your arrow back in its quiver. “I couldn’t. I love you,”

He was now only mere inches away from you and extended his arm to you. Cautiously and carefully, you brought your hand to his and he pulled you into an embrace, and leant down to kiss you. “Gods, I should have done that a long time ago,” he muttered, cupping your chin. “I love you, do you think you could love me?”

“I already do,” you whispered and pulled him down to kiss you again.


It’ll all work out in the end, I won’t leave your side

protective sentence starters

as requested. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

  • “Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”
  • “Hands off!”
  • “What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”
  • “I’ll never let you go.” / “Don’t ever let me go.”
  • “Don’t ever leave my sight again.”
  • “I got your back.”
  • “Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”
  • “Do you trust me?”
  • “Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”
  • “Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”
  • “I’d die for you.”
  • “You’ll back off if you know what’s good for you.”
  • “Get behind me NOW.”
  • “Here, I have an extra weapon.”
  • “Duck, you idiot!”
  • “Go on without me.”
  • “Well what did you expect would happen while you’re walking alone at night? Come on, let’s get you away from that creep.”
  • “Hey. Pal. I’ve got a gun/knife/fist/weapon and I’m not afraid to use it.”
  • “You can stop hugging me now.”
  • “You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”
  • “Quit babying me! I can protect myself.”
  • “I’ll always be there to save you.” / “I know you’ll always be there to save me.”
  • “If you even THINK about touching him/her/them, I’ll kill you.”
  • “[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”
Missing Link

Missing Link (m)

Word count: 6.3k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, talk of masterbation and language

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: You catch Yoongi playing with himself before a night out and some part of you wants to join him. That’s crazy though, he’s your best friend… Right?


“Yes, Y/N?” Yoongi said as he watched tv, happy to be home after a long day with you. 

“Will you please go with me tonight? I don’t want to go by myself.”

Yoongi sighed on the couch next to you. “Y/N, i’m too old to be going to these college parties.”

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