i think this is everyones reaction when it comes to chase

country singer bitty accidentally writes a hit about nhl player jack

Based on this post about the inspiration for Dolly Parton’s Jolene, which is somehow even gayer than the song itself. Bless you, Dolly.


It had started out so innocently.

Bitty had been tired after hours of this meet n’ greet, and when that tall drink of water walked up to get his autograph, Bitty couldn’t help the words that tumbled out of his mouth.

“Gosh, well aren’t you the most handsome fella I’ve ever seen,” he said, reached for the outstretched CD–CD! Who even bought CDs anymore?–and readied his Sharpie. “What’s your name, hun?”

“Uh, Jack,” the man said, pretty eyes going wide. If he’d been more awake, Bitty might’ve felt bad for making a fan uncomfortable. But if this Jack really were a fan, then he certainly wouldn’t have a problem with another man complimenting him. And besides, he was handsome, with his wide shoulders and high cheekbones and eyes as blue as the summer sky.

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Look, we need to talk about this Ok

This wasn’t some happy go luck episode, this wasn’t the sweet cool Starco episode everyone is trying to make it out to be or whatever. This was intense. This kid as been traveling and fighting for 16 years.

Marco traveled to every single dimension,(without sicors), He faced hundreds of monsters, he learned amazing things. He blew out every single flame of every single clone

Marco grew up guys. he grew UP. He built a life for himself. he lived for 16 years alone in the roughness of uncivilisation, with only himself to look out for. Constiantly tracking down clone after clone after clone.  He becomes a warior.

And yet, when he arrives at her doorstep, he doesn’t  attack her, and she doesn’t attack him. Infact, when he arrives, she’s already forming his scissors

She’s content, She’s plaesed. She has accept his work, and delcared  him worthy of the responiblility of having dimensional siccors. 

And marco has a similar reaction as well, he doesn’t immedetly take the scissors, doesn’t blow out her light as soon as possible. No, he sits down, gets comfy. he relaxs and tells his tales to her.

“you barley escaped me on the exploding flames of endor. And when I lost your trail in the mist of the never zone, I thought I’d never find you.”

They know eachother. This isn’t the first time he’s seen her. The REAL her since their first encounter when he was fourteen. They’e meet before, they’ve battled, and ran and talked formed an odd frenship out of their bond.

And then He rises to blows out her flame, and she lets him. She stands there, content as he softley, blows it out

“Not bad for a human. I underestmated you.”

And then, Star bust in….

And of cousre, Marco is happy to see her. He hasn’t seen her in over, and I’ll say it again, 16 years (reminder, normal people go to school for 12 years! First grade to senior. Marco has been working for those things, longs than the normal person goes to school.)

Now, I’m not here to go through this episode slide by slide, so lets move on. Marco finds out he’s only been gone from earth for 8 minutes, he get annoyed, ut then Star encourages him to come back home with her, so that everything can go back to normal.

Here’s the thing guys. Marco has spent the last 16 years matureing, fighting, living, He’s been spending the last 16 years BUILDING A LIFE. he doesn’t want to go back. he likes his life.

He likes the adventure, his sword and his dragon-motercikle pet thingy. The likes the life he’s build for himself here.

And this scares her. She pleads with him. BEGS him even. “But, what about your parents, your freinds….Me?” Star puts Marco in a position where he has to pick between his life, what he likes and her.

And here’s where this show gets really deep. he looks at his pet.

Guys you can feel that stabbing pain in your heart right? Right?  Oh man and then he looks at Hekapoo. This girl he’s chased for 16 years. 

“Don’t look at me, those siccors are yours now…you can come back here, anytime you want.”

So he makes his decision

But before he goes, he bids them goodbye. He asks Hekapoo to look after his pet. His one compainion on the road. And she agrees. 

Then he turns to her. Like when he entered, he greets her like an old freind, because that’s who she is. She’s not someone he resents, She’s some one he trusts. Someone he has faith in and who he know he can depend on.

“Likewise”

I mean, I’m sorry, but have you SEEN the way they’ve been looking at eachother this entire time? Their eyes, relaxed, smiles oh so small.Serriously, go back through the pictures I have here. you’ll see what I meant Mabye I’m crazy, but it almost seems like they’re in love. 

ha hah hah just kidding…sort of.

 Back to buisness.

Look at this. This is her thing. She’s been doing this to him since they first meet. It’s a way she “shows [her] affection” in the words of Toph

It’s what she does. He has something simillar to that as well

“Later H-poo.”

“Don’t call me that!”

They know eachother. They’ve know eachother for 16 years. They’ve been teasing eachother all that time while he’s been chasing her and she’s been slipping through his fingers. I don’t know about you, but that sounds like some wicked love story. 

But it’s not, because she’s some, immotal being and he’s a human and he’s ment to be with Star…That’s fine. I get that but still!

I meanserriously, when Hekapoo  creates siccors, she makes them individually for the owner, and look at marco’s

The blade’s are thick, and kind of resemble a sword, given how that’s the wepon he’s been using all this time, and it’s part of his pasword..but look at the that little flame where the blade conects to the handle? Doesn’t that look like her flame crown?

no, actually, it doesn’t. But it DOES  look like her clone’s crowns. The clone’s he’s been chassing and fighting al these years. She placed a bit of herself in his siscores because she was that important to him. (or at least she was important to his mission)

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Ok, Ok, Ok….now here’s 

The most important stuff. 

Marco is back in his 14 year old body. He’s back on earth’s time line, and Star thinks its all fine and dandy…but it’s not.

Marco isn’t the same guys. He’s been gone for 16 years. He’s 30 years old mentally. Watch as he takes in his room, observing it like some alein place.

And he walks over to his computer, almost scared to touch it. These last few years, Marco’s probablby survied off of whatever he could kill or make with his own two hands. This kind of advancement…it might make him feel uncomftorble, like he’s cheating at life. 

“Password..? I don’t remember my password.”

For last 16 years, Marco has  probabbly been sleepin gon rocks, on the ground in caves. watch how catius he is lowering himself onto his bed. After two years, most soilders in the army can’t handle sleeping on beds because they’re “too soft” Imagine how marco feels. I mean, his sandwitch is still warm, as if none of his life had ever happened

This isn’t some crazy Narnia junk where Pete, Edwin, Lucy and Susan half forget what their life was like in narnia when they de-age after walking through the wardrobe. Where they go back to being kids mentally as well, as though their entire adventure was a dream.

NO.

Marco remembers it all. And this is HUGE. The show brodened on that. they showefd how uncomftorble he looked as he stood in his room all alone, because it was essential to show the effects that were left on him. 

This isn’t some happy Starco episode. this isn’t some cool ‘lets drool over adult marco’ episode either. This is some dark, bittersweet life. And you guys need to stop trying to weasle out of these facts.

because all these sad Georgie posts are making me sad

think about how cute Georgie would have been growing up 

- he and his three best friends would have cute little sleep overs where they stay up too late and pretend to sleep whenever his parents would come check on them

- during said sleepovers, Georgie and his friends would no doubt try to bother his amazing big brother who would just roll his eyes at them, but secretly love their company

- Bill would try to scare them late at night when they would still be awake

- HIDE AND GO SEEK WITH THE WALKIE TALKIES

- Georgie and Bill always go to the fair and Bill wins Georgie stuffed animals and they share sweets and just spend the whole day together (Bill hangs out with his friends on another day at the fair, that day is just for him and Georgie)

- Georgie would LOVE Richie. Richie and his voices, Georgie was his biggest fan and Richie would always loudly proclaim that Georgie was his favorite Denbrough

- At school they have to do a hero project and Georgie does one on his brother and Bill most DEFINITELY does NOT tear up thank you very much

- When Stan and Bill start dating in high school, Georgie tries to give him the shovel talk and Stan is truly intimidated, but it’s so hard to be when you have a little boy all up in your face screaming about how he’ll rip your arms off if you hurt his brother

- Georgie is a cute kid growing up. All the other kids have to deal with puberty and looking weird, but Georgie always just stays cute, even though he changes slightly, he’s always cute

- Georgie joins all the clubs at school and he’s super popular but he makes sure to befriend everyone and stand up for everyone because that’s what his brother would do and his brother is the Bestest™

- Georgie definitely asks Bev to be his date to school dances even though she’s way too old and she agrees jokingly and it’s hilarious and all the Losers are there as chaperones to watch 

- Ben steals away his girlfriend from Georgie just to get a reaction and it’s Priceless™

- Bill helping him with his homework even when he’s away at college and they have to work on the phone 

- Bill calling every night to say goodnight to his brother who couldn’t sleep the first few weeks when Bill was away

- When Georgie starts dating, Bill has a minor heart attack because that’s his baby brother, he can’t be doing unsavory things like Richie

- Because Georgie grew up to be like Richie and we all know it, he loves that boy to death

- but he also loved the entire Loser’s Club like without a doubt

- HAD A HIGH KEY CRUSH ON BEV LISTEN OKAY HE TOTALLY BROUGHT HER FLOWERS EVERY TIME HE SAW HER AND GOT UPSET AT BEN WHEN HE FOUND OUT THEY WERE DATING

- he was also upset at Eddie when he found out he and Richie were dating

- he just gets really upset because he loves all of them and Beverly is HIS girlfriend and Bill is HIS brother and Richie is HIS Richie

- he likes to visit Mike at the farm because Mike lets him pet the sheep, but once the sheep chased him around and he’s never been the same since

- Ben reading him books while at the library and Georgie ending up being one of the most well-read and spoken boys in his grade/school because of his great brother and his brother’s great friend who helped him

- He’s Bill’s best man at Bill’s wedding and vice versa

- When Bill gets married, he gives this long speech about how he would die for him and Bill cries so hard and they just hug for the longest time and everyone is sobbing because Georgie is just the sweetest

- JUST GEORGIE BEING ALIVE AND HAVING A LIFE AND BEING HAPPY OKAY

Seventeen as the Mafia + How He Met You

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S.Coups/Choi Seungcheol

Originally posted by sevixxteen

  • That type of leader that doesn’t take shit from anyone, except his members because he can’t fight them all at once. 
  • Gets to know and observes people for a long time before recruiting them
  • He’s very stressed lately as they are a relatively new gang and there are a lot of fights going on with others for territories.

He met you in one these fights when you tried to make a distraction for your gang. You were about to go upstairs to the roof when you bumped into him

“Who the hell are you?” he asked immediately taking his gun out and pointing it at you.

“The same goes for you. You’re not from my gang so I’m here to kill you.”

“Oh really.” he asked smacking the gun from your hand and getting them behind your back. “You chose the wrong member. You see I’m the boss and now I can use you as a hostage.”


Yoon Jeonghan

Originally posted by visual-17

  • Looks like an angel and he actually is but in reality he’s the one you should be afraid of the most.
  • Nobody has seen him kill anybody because his methods are too cruel to do them in public.
  • Apparently has some beef with EXO’s Sehun. No one dares ask him but it has something to do with Sehun mistaking him for somebody.

By accident you got involved in a weapon dealing incident with him and he has been planing on killing you ever since. You were good at hiding your tracks but he saw you one day in the city and decided to get rid of you just there in the street but then realized that this fight would probably end up in a blood bath so instead he approached you in secret.

“You have to keep quite and come with me, if you don’t want to die here.” he said pressing his gun to your back.


Joshua/Hong Jisoo

Originally posted by jihanlife

  • Nobody knows why he’s in the gang as he was never invited.
  • When Seungcheol first noticed Jisoo he thought he’s a spy or something (as he appeared out of nowhere) and was about to kill him when he promised that he’s good at at least something
  • And he was, to everyone’s surprise Jisoo’s aim and accuracy is the best out of all of them that’s why he prefers snipers.

He was told to get rid of you silently but you noticed him at the last second and he missed the shot causing a massive panic in the street. You used this opportunity to escape which made Jisoo even more angry. He hasn’t missed a shot in a long time and was determined to get you for that. But whenever he thought he got you cornered he somehow managed to miss and after a while he started to enjoy this little game of yours and soon realized that he doesn’t even want to kill you anymore.


Jun/Wen Junhui

Originally posted by jisoos-princess

  • Pro at hand to hand combat.
  • Trains all the members and teaches them different fighting techniques just in case.
  • His training routine is no joke and everyone is practically dead after it.

He met you before he joined the gang. You were jogging at the same park every morning. As it was really early and not a lot of people were out it became like a habit for him to greet you before he ran past. Eventually he wanted to engage in not only small talk and find out more about you and he started slowing down every single day till he was running at the same pace as you.

“Finally decided to slow down?” you asked.

“Only for you.” he winked.


Hoshi/Kwon Soonyoung

Originally posted by fyhoshi

  • Experimented a lot and finally came up with his own method to make drugs.
  • They were incredibly popular and so he quickly went up the ranks and now whenever there is deal going on it has to go through him first.
  • His first idea was to make poison but he somehow made drugs so nowadays he likes mixing different ingredients to try to create a new deadly weapon.

You had the audacity to attempt to take his throne as the king of drug dealing. You were stubborn and despite a lot of orders to report what you’re doing, you made your way around and stole half of his clients. He had enough and thought that the easiest way to fix this problem would be to get rid of you. But he had no idea you thought the same thing and somehow got his whole warehouse blown up. He caught you outside.

“You little shit, now you will have to take responsibility and I’m not letting you go any time soon.”


Jeon Wonwoo

Originally posted by visual-17

  • Likes money. A lot. And doesn’t like sharing. At all.
  • Easiest way for him to get rich was cards that’s why he started gambling at a really young age and now is a pro at it and is amazing at bluffing.
  • Enjoys tricking his own gang members and actually gets the most money out of them.

Played poker with him once. He lost. Now he wants his money back but you keep denying his challenge. He usually shows up at the most random places just to ask you. You got into your car and almost spilled your coffee when you noticed him sitting in the back seat.

“Wonwoo what the fuck?”

“Come on Y/N, let’s play.”

“Can you get over that already? Get the hell out of my car.”

“I guess I have to take some more drastic measures.” he said taking his gun out. “We’re going to my place.” [x]


Kim Mingyu

Originally posted by fuckyeahmingyu

  • Can smuggle anything in and out starting from stolen cars and ending with guns.
  • Doesn’t stay in the city for too long as he always has deals all around the country.
  • But when he comes back everyone is extremely happy to see him as he’s mostly chill and just being near him calms the others down.

He met you when he was away on a trip. You asked him for help when your car broke down and he fell in love at first sight. He stayed in the city for more than two months just to keep seeing you and you eventually became good friends when Seungcheol was done with him ignoring his orders and went to get him back himself. Well Mingyu obviously didn’t want to leave you but you didn’t want to go to another city either so he decided to be blunt.

“Y/N I don’t know how you feel about me but love you so I’m sorry but you have only two choices, you either go with me on your own free will or I take you by force.”

 

Woozi/Lee Jihoon

Originally posted by seungcheofine

  • Somehow the ones who look the most innocent are the most dangerous in this gang. The same goes for Woozi. But he only uses violence when it’s necessary.
  • His specialty - torture. Favourite methods - teeth and fingernails pulling.
  • He charms his targets with his cute appearance and then gets every last bit of information they can muster.

You were unfortunate enough to be his target. You were screaming in pain for at least and hour, swearing that you don’t know anything when Seungcheol came in and told him that they got the wrong person. He set his tools aside and stood in silence for a few minutes.

“Fuck!” he shouted shoving everything from the table. You just watched in horror not knowing what’s going to happen next. He turned around and untied you. He was ashamed of himself and couldn’t look you in the eyes.

“At least let me treat you your wounds.”


DK/Lee Seokmin

Originally posted by livinthediamondlife

  • Is responsible for looking after the gang territories and making sure they don’t get taken over.
  • Usually doesn’t think twice when someone trespasses and just shoots them on the spot.
  • But still has incredibly good and friendly relationships with the residence of the areas he’s taking care of.

Trying to bypass through his territories was a big mistake. He noticed you’re not a local and decided to find out what you’re doing here. 

“Hey you!” he called you over but you just looked at him and started running. 

“What the heck?!” he thought as he started chasing you. You didn’t know the streets well and ended up in a dead end.

“I got you cornered. Now you’re going to tell me what you’re doing here or I will have to use violence.”


The8/Xu Minghao

Originally posted by mountean

  • He’s great at annoying and pissing everybody off easily but it’s hard to catch him as he’s incredibly fast.
  • That’s why they send him when their is a need to infiltrate, spy or track anybody.
  •  That doesn’t always work out as he likes to make either a grand entrance or exit and by doing that he attracts the attention of anybody nearby.

He was following you to get some information when he lost you. Suddenly he felt a knife press into his back.

“Why are you after me? Who hired you?”

He tried to take you by surprise by turning around and taking the knife out of your hands but he lost his balance and fell on top of you.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you asked.

“Well this is quite the unfortunate situation you got yourself in.” he smirked. “If you promise not to make a scene our meeting won’t take long.”


Boo Seungkwan

Originally posted by infinitblaq

*Jun shows up out of nowhere*

  • One of the first members who joined and everybody is thankful for that every single day because they wouldn’t have got where they are without him.
  • The missions he plans have a 99% chance of success.
  • Failure is not an option for him so he makes detailed strategies for all type of possible scenarios.

What a surprise You showed up at the wrong place at the wrong time and ruined all his perfect planing. The members haven’t seen him this pissed in a long time when he grabbed you and almost dragged you to one of the rooms. He roughly pushed you inside and you almost tripped on your own legs but his gentleman side couldn’t let a lady fall in front of him even when he was angry so he caught you midair and watched how confused you became by the second.

“Sit.” he said pulling you up and pointing you to the chair. “We have to talk.” [x]


Hansol Vernon

Originally posted by sneezes

  • Knows anything and everything and the others should learn from him how to get verified information as fast as he gets.
  • Good with electronics that’s why he never goes anywhere without his trusted computer.
  • Despite some members protests he tends to sell the rarest info for big amounts of money to the other gangs.

He find out about you when he wanted to sell some info but the gang told him they already have what they need. Surprised that somebody besides him found it, he was determined to track you down. He was even more shocked when he saw that you’re a woman as there was not a lot of them in the industry.

“What? You think only men can do this type of work?”

“No but I find the women who do incredibly sexy.”


Dino/Lee Chan

Originally posted by dino-net

  • Despite being the youngest he knew about the mafia world the most.
  • His father had a gang and was killed during a deal so he asked Seungcheol for help to someday avenge him.
  • Takes all advice given to him very seriously and tries his best to help.

Some trusted former members of his father gang were asked to take care of him so that’s why you followed him and also joined this gang. He found this annoying as he wanted to escape his past and always treated you harshly but when he noticed that you’re not around anymore he got kind of sad. But to his delight you came back after a few weeks after taking care of business.

“Missed me?” You smirked.

“Please don’t ever do that again.” he said, giving you a surprise hug.


A/N: I wonder if I should make a masterlist but I’m so lazyyy… Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😄

in which jack does not, in fact, go into the NHL

AN: the sequel to this piece. 
TW: Suicidal thoughts, career changes, hard conversations.


When the confetti rained down in the other team’s colors, Jack felt a cold wave of numbness wash over him.

I don’t want to be alive anymore, he thought, chest tightening with shame and fear. I want to die.

A pause. A breath.

Oh.

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OK but Dangan 1 Bloopers would be the funniest shit ever if we were going with that actor AU XD

Like, imagine it:

-Celes’s voice cracking as she goes mad, while everyone else (even Byakuya) dies laughing

-Chihiro doing Peter Pan and Superman poses as she’s being tied to the rack while Byakuya presses his face into his shoulder to hold in his laughs

-Touko popping up every five minutes of the gag reel to do a different voice for Jill, and at one point, Jill’s tongue (It’s fake) falls out of her mouth and Chihiro laughs in the background

-Monokuma flubbing his lines while Junko pops out laughing as the others pretty much die laughing as well

-Sayaka pranking people by grabbing their legs while they walk by her ‘body’, and one time she grabs Kyouko’s ankle and the detective falls and screams

-Makoto doing his 'You’ve Got That Wrong’ thing, and cracking up once the camera’s on him for too long

-When Sakura says 'None Taken’, Celestia says 'Holy shit’ and the others laugh

-Byakuya and Makoto laughing while dancing a little waltz, with Sayaka and Touko going 'I ship it’ in the background

-Mondo is eating a hotdog backstage, and Mukuro comes in and goes 'I bet you wish that was Kiyotaka’s hotdog’ and Taka falls off his chair blushing

-Celes putting her drills on a few cast members and filming their reactions (Aoi laughed, Leon and Yasuhiro started dancing weirdly in them, Hifumi performed the Splash Free! dance, Makoto did an impersonation of her, and Byakuya went straight for a British accent)

-Kyouko making vines with Sayaka on set

-Touko and Chihiro kissing and the others dying of cuteness

-Celes trying to feed Taka the 'Mondo Butter’ while Chihiro waves her arms around and says in a fake British accent 'Exotic Butters~’ with Kyouko laughing and filming

-Makoto chasing Aoi around because she stole the last donut

-Byakuya trying on the Jill tongue and chasing Makoto around the back lot of the studio with crescent rolls instead of scissors while Makoto says things like 'Someone save me from this attractive serial killer~’ while Sayaka films it while dying laughing

-Sayaka putting a bag over Makoto’s head, dragging him over to the rec room, and screaming the chorus to 'Clint Eastwood’ by Gorillaz, pointing at Makoto when she says 'Sunshine in a bag’

And finally-

-Junko being the Jared Leto of the group (I.E. Creepy method acting, scary, weird, etc.) and the others never telling her where they’re going if they go out together

And that’s all I got! Feel free to add anymore you can think of in the replies XD

"I'm gonna kill him" -- Pt 1

Imagine – You are forced into an arranged marriage

“We need this Y/N. Our family needs it”. My mother spoke, standing in front of me at her desk with my father. They wanted me to marry this wealthy Shadowhunter that came from a well known family tree.
“And what happens to what I want?”. I said, not lifting my head to look at them.
“Oh don’t be so selfish! We have given you wonderful opportunities and have gotten you so far in this institute, you owe this to us”. My mother snapped. My father blinked nervously until he spoke, “Anyway it’s done. He’s coming to the institute tomorrow where you will be married immediately. Everything will be set up, you just have to show up, do you think you could do that?”, he was so patronising.
I glared at them but there was nothing I could do. I had to do this for my family, “Just tell me the time and I’ll be there”.

I walked out of their office to be greeted by Izzy and Clary walking down the corridor, “Hey, what was that emergency meeting all about?”, Izzy asked whilst both of them linked each of my arms. I was training with her when I got ushered to my parents.
“Oh just stupid family drama, wanna go into town for drinks?”, I asked the both of them needing one last night out with my girls before my freedom would be taken away.
“Of course, give us half an hour and we’ll be ready!”. They both ran off to get all dolled up whilst I just went back to my room.

I sat on my bed and just went over what my parents had said to me, ‘Don’t be so selfish’. I’ve been everything but selfish. I have always put everyone before myself. A knock snapped me out of my thoughts. I got up to answer it, “Izzy I thought you said half an-”. I opened the door to Alec. “Sorry I thought you might have been Izzy and Clary”. I held the door open and motioned for him to come in.
“So what can I help you with?”. Me and Alec had been close for a while, we had a flirty relationship, it was playful, we knew we both liked each other.
“Erm…this sounds stupid but I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight…for dinner…just me and you?”. I was so happy, the big grin on my face supported this.
“Alec I would-“, then I remembered. “but I can’t”, I didn’t want to tell anyone of the marriage yet. “I’m going out with Clary and Izzy tonight around town”. I saw the disappointment on his face which broke me.
“But you can come too, you can bring Jace and Simon as well if you want”. His famous smirk was now visible, obviously pleased with the invitation.
“Sounds great, I’ll go get the others”. He left, grazing my arm with his hand as he walked past. I walked over to my wardrobe looking at the options for me to wear. I wasn’t in a mood to make an effort so black jeans and a T it was.

I lay down and waited for someone to come and get me. The next thing I knew I opened my eyes to Jace leaning over me at my bedside.
“Finally! I’ve been shouting you for like 10 minutes!”. I sat up and let my eyes adjust.
“I’m sorry I must have dozed off”.
Jace looked at me worriedly, “What is wrong with you lately?”.
“I’m just exhausted, and stressed with all the mission reports I’m so behind on. The clave is on my back a lot these past few weeks”.
“Well we don’t have to go out tonight we can always-“.
I cut him off, “NO no….I need this”. He nodded with a look of concern and put an arm around me as we walked to go and meet the others.

We arrived at the club. I walked in with Clary and Izzy by my side whilst the other guys followed us in as we had more experience with mundane clubs.

Three hours, 7 shots, 4 vodka & cokes and a bottle of Malibu later….lets just say I was a little more than tipsy. We were all sat in a booth on the far side of the club right next to the dance floor. Jace and Clary were in the middle of a make out session whilst Simon was watching star wars on his phone as Izzy had passed out with her legs across Simon and her head on my lap. Me and Alec were talking…well, he was talking, I was slurring, although I could feel the room gradually starting to spin slower. Then all of a sudden Alec kissed me. It was long, passionate and so overdue. The second we pulled apart my lips did something before my brain could think about it.
“I’m getting married tomorrow”. My eyes were still closed from the kiss and they stayed closed for a few more seconds as I was scared to see what his reaction would be. All of a sudden I felt completely sober. I opened my eyes and regretted it immediately. He looked heartbroken, confused, vulnerable and angry. All those emotions were showing on one face and I was the reason why. Before I could say anything else he was gone, running out of the club faster than I’ve ever seen someone move.
“ALEC-“, I called out but the music was too loud and he was too far away, he wouldn’t have even come back even if he did hear me. Jace must have heard me though as he broke apart from Clary and chased after Alec. I looked down at my lap, tears fell from my face and onto Izzy but she was dead to the world to notice. When I looked up I saw Clary and Simon look at me with an expression that said ‘you have some explaining to do’.

I woke up in Clary’s room. She didn’t want to be on my own because of the state I was in last night, drunk and hysterical. After Simon took Izzy back to his I cried to Clary trying to get everything out whilst I still could. She was so supportive and was furious with what I was forced into but she understood that I felt like I had to do it, not for me but for my family. Jace had text Clary late last night to tell her he was back at the institute with Alec. They had just walked around the streets he said in the text and just talked. Alec had told Jace about the marriage, Clary explained it to Jace over the phone in which he told Alec but Jace was still pissed with me and Alec was still harbouring the same feelings from last night.
“They’ll both understand soon enough”. Clary must have noticed me staring into space and she must have knew that I was worrying about it all. I nodded.
“What time is it?”.
She checked her phone, “9:30 AM”.
I jumped up out of the bed and raced to the door, “I was meant to be in the chapel half an hour ago!”.

I ran into the chapel to find my mother pacing and my father talking to the silent brother who would be initiating the wedding.
“I’m sorry, I was out late and I lost track of time this morning”.
My mother walked towards me, “Enough with your excuses!”. I felt the tears build up behind my eyes threatening to run down my cheeks but I fought them back. She dragged me to the front of the room where I was met by my father and the silent brother. As I stood not listening to a word they were saying the door swung open. I clenched my jaw in anticipation for my future partner to walk in but to my relief it was Clary, Simon and Izzy. I hadn’t asked them to come and I didn’t want them to but right now I knew I really needed them. A tear escaped as I smiled at them. They sat at the very back not wanting to disturb any family business. Since what felt like forever I finally felt relaxed knowing that whatever happened today I had people who truly loved me just a couple of footsteps away. Then the door opened again and suddenly my anxiety went from 0 to 100 real fast. In he walked, the person I presumed I was getting married off to. The closer he came the more I realised he wasn’t the worst looking, I mean he was kinda cute; dark hair, tall, skinny yet muscle-y…I was literally describing Alec. Did this mean I had a type? No one could compare to how I felt about Alec. He was the one I truly wanted to be with, but my feelings didn’t matter.

The vows had been said, the runes had been drawn and the rings had been given. The wedding was over. Everyone dispersed until there was just me at the front of the room. Still stood in the place I had been stood throughout. My freedom had been taken…my future had been written. As I watched my family leave I let my guard down and all tears rushed out. Clary, Simon and Izzy raced to me. I didn’t know what to do anymore or what would happen to me now. For the first time in my life I felt lost and had no idea what I was going to do.

After the wedding I had gone straight to my room. The others wanted me to hang out with them so I could take my mind off of things for a few hours but I just wanted to be alone. I jumped straight in the shower and just stood there for what felt like hours under the hot water. I eventually got out and started to get changed when I heard noises coming from outside the bathroom door. I walked out, expecting to see Izzy gathering clothes so I could come and escape to Simon’s place with them but it wasn’t. It was my hubby…William I think his name was. I payed no attention throughout the ceremony so I avoided saying his name during the vows.
“What are you doing?”. I asked as he was putting everything from my room into boxes.
He looked back at me with what I can only describe as disgust on his face. “You are to be moved into my room on the East wing, if we want to make this believable”. The minute he turned back around anger rushed through me. How dare he come in here. How dare he take my things and look at me like that. I walked over to him and started unpacking all of my stuff.
“I’m not moving anywhere, my things are staying in this room and so am I”. I didn’t look at him. It felt good, it felt like I was getting control back over my life. This feeling stopped when he spun me around and slapped me across the face. His force was so strong that it knocked me to the ground. He grabbed the remaining boxes and left the room. I just lay there. Shocked at what had just happened.

I eventually composed myself and headed towards William’s wing, as I didn’t want to find out what would happen if I stayed in my room, when I bumped into Clary. She gasped and touched the side of my face, “Oh my god what did you do?”. I know she didn’t mean to say it the way I took it and she had no idea what had happened but all I heard coming from her voice was her saying it was my fault. Maybe it was my fault.
“Oh I was just stupid and hit my head on my bedside table from my nap before”. I didn’t want people to know and start gossiping. The wedding had already made me the topic of conversation on every mission so this would just make things worse. She just laughed, “What are you like!”. Then she left. I was just stood in an empty corridor.

•5 DAYS PASSED•

I gently pulled on an oversized jumper, for the purpose of no one seeing my bruises, and my sweatpants. I hadn’t spoken to anyone for days. I hadn’t even left the room in days because I couldn’t bare to see people so they could congratulate me on my wonderful new marriage, but I knew I had to train.
As I got to the training room I saw that half of the room was already occupied by Jace. Just him and a punch bag. I hadn’t spoken to him since the night at the bar, as well as Alec.
He saw me walk in, rolled his eyes and carried on punching. I grabbed my throwing knives and my seraph blade and went over to the dummies to practise my fighting skills.
After an hour Jace came over and threw a duel stick towards my feet, “Lets go”. The way he said it was so cold. I picked up the stick and walked to the centre of the room where he was stood and without being ready he struck the back of my legs and I fell to the ground. I gasped loudly and Jace looked at me like I was being dramatic but the pain was more than it usually was.
“How could you do it? How could you hurt him like that?”.
I slowly got back to my feet and steadied myself, “I didn’t want any of this to happen! I had to do this, my parents-“. He cut me off.
“NO”, he yelled. “There was no excuse, everyone has a choice and you chose to break my brothers heart. That night you told him at the club I could feel his heartbreak, there’s just no excuse for that”.
“HEY”, this time I yelled which threw him off guard. “I love Alec…so much”, tears started to build up and a lump was lodged in my throat. “I wanted to be with him and the night he asked me out was one of the happiest moments of my life. But no one understands. No one understands the pressure I was under”. I couldn’t hold back anymore and the tears fell. Jace was stood looking down at the floor, silent. I began to walk away when he gabbed my wrist. I screamed and fell down because of the pain. Jace stood back in shock not knowing what he had done.
He knelt down beside me, “What is with you today? And why are you dressed like winter for training”. I caressed my wrist, he pulled my sleeve up and saw all the bruises. He pulled up my other sleeve where more were hidden.
“Where the hell did you get these from?!”. I quickly got out of his grip and pulled down my sleeves and stood up.
I turned my back to him, “T-they’re from m-my missions”. I stuttered, not knowing what excuse seemed best.
“No they’re not because I’m always on your missions and we haven’t had one since last week, these are new bruises”.
A new set of tears came to the surface and when I turned to face him and he noticed.
“Is he hurting you?”.
At first I didn’t say anything, I just looked at the floor refusing to make eye contact with him. But the second I looked into his eyes I started hysterically crying and that’s when he knew.
He immediately came to my side and gently pulled my into a hug. It felt good to get it off my chest. After what felt like an hour he loosened he grip. “I’m gonna kill him”. He was began to walk off but I ran in front of him pleading not to.
“Please don’t! Please Jace”.
“Give me one good reason not to”.
“Because if he knows I’ve told people then I’m dead Jace. He lashes out when the tiniest things happen, so god only knows what he’s going to do if you beat him!”.
He nodded, hands still in tight fists but he understood.

Originally posted by alec-baene

Heaven In Hiding

Summary: Nat decides that you’ve been single long enough and decides to set you up with the one and only Bucky Barnes. But what she doesn’t know, will make for an interesting turn of events

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (College-ish AU)

Word Count: 2223 words

Warnings: All fluff! Enjoy!!

Originally posted by fandomnationwhore

You hear her speak before you actually see her.

“Hey Y/N, you should try online dating.”

You shriek in shock, whipping your head around to see Natasha, millimetres away from your face. She laughs, grinning as she takes a step back.

“Nat, you damn near scared me to death! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You scold, crossing your arms tightly.

“C’mon, we’ve been trying to get you a date for a year now, the least you can do is try finding somebody by yourself.” She tells you, pulling her curly red hair into a ponytail

You snort, rolling your eyes. “What if I don’t want a boyfriend? Plus, my Tinder bio would be absolute shit.”

“Please?” She whines, dragging the word out as she grabs your shoulders and shakes them back and forth, “just give it one shot-“

“No.”

“Please?”

“I said no, Nat, now go away and scare, I dunno, Wanda,” You sigh, turning away as you plop yourself down on the couch.

“Fucking spoilsport.” She grumbles, furrowing her brows in deep concentration. She seems to be muttering something along the lines of, ‘who do we know is single, who do we know is single.’

Suddenly, she looks up and flashes a brilliant smile at you, which makes you really damn worried.

“Ya know what? I’m gonna try set you up with Pietro.” She claps her hands gleefully, and you groan in annoyance, shaking your head.

“No way am I dating Pietro!” You protest loudly, flicking through tv channels.  

“Yeah, my best friend cannot date my brother!” A faint cry comes from the other room, and you look pointedly to Nat. She huffs, sitting down next to you and stealing your blanket.

“Fine, I’ll choose somebody else.” She considers, and you should’ve known that she wouldn’t have given up so easily.

After a moment, she blurts out, “Oh my god, I know, I’m setting you up with Bucky.”

“Alright, you do that… wait… did you just say Bucky?!”

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anonymous asked:

What are your HCs if someone were to find Victor and Yuuri's very raunchy homemade sex tape? Would they be able to look at Yuuri Katsuki the same way again

It takes Yuuri a moment to reconcile the number of alert bubbles on his lock screen with a reason to panic, but when he unlocks his phone and spies the little red bubble with "529″ above the messages icon, a cold hand has gripped him by the diaphragm and begun squeezing a frigid reality into his chest.

With shaking hands, he opens his missed calls—658, what the hell—and skips right to the voice mails that have stuffed his inbox completely full. Beside him, Victor mumbles something about grass into his pillow.

Everybody he’s seemingly ever met has tried to reach him at some point during the night, and their messages are all variations of the same theme.

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misplaced

Originally posted by chyoft

genre: fluff and second hand embarrassment; high school!au; drabble

pairing: namjoon x reader

length: 2.6k

summary: confessing to the smartest boy in the school shouldn’t be too hard, right? all goes well when you slip your letter of confession into his locker… or at least what you thought was his locker and not your arch enemy’s. since when did 151021 even slightly resemble 151020?

prompts: 
“you may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.”

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Just something I’ve noticed about the last sequence...

Ah, the last sequence. Everyone is understandably focused on the parts with Larry because of reasons, but I think the little moments mixed in with the Larry parts are also significant.

Dean waking up after the hex, the hex starting to affect Dean, who is having problems doing the job. A neutral premise to the events that follow, I guess. Of course, you can also google ‘rabbit symbolism’ and find out that Symbolic rabbit meanings deal primarily with abundance, comfort, and vulnerability. Traditionally, rabbits are associated with fertility, sentiment, desire, and procreation. Dean’s disgust about the corpse in the morgue can also be seen as meaningful of his desire of living, of life, of the things associated to rabbits, which are the opposite of death.

So, comfort, vulnerability, desire… Dean seeking emotional comfort and sex with feelings, right? Let’s see what comes after this.

Ha! The waitress slaps him because he didn’t show up when they’d arrange to meet after the bar closed. She was busy doing her job (she says the bar was super busy that night) so she arranged to meet him afterwards (“we were supposed to meet after close-up, but you never showed”), and she learned that he’d left like his pants had taken fire. Nothing has happened between the two of them, because hooking up was what was supposed to happen but Dean left to chase Gideon (incidentally, a Cas parallel*). In fact, when Dean and Sam first start questioning her about the night before, she sounds jealous of Larry, because Larry got the attention she didn’t. By saying that Dean had had the hots for Larry all along, she’s calling him gay and blaming him for not meeting her as he’d promised. Basically: the sex with the lady didn’t happen. When she said they blew off some steam, she was presumably gauging Dean’s reaction, because it makes zero sense for her to have actually interrupted working to get with Dean when she emphasized that she had a lot of work to do and she arranged to meet with Dean after she’d finish working for that reason.

*Dean chases a male witch that is telling his… partners in crime? companions? friends? siblings? (they use the word brother a lot but don’t seem to have definitive ideas of what they are exactly) to run and save themselves. In the promo for the next episode, someone is telling his… partners in crime? companions? friends? siblings? (they use the word brother a lot but don’t seem to have definitive ideas of what they are exactly) to run and save themselves. So if Gideon is a Cas mirror, that opens up interesting scenarios of possible foreshadowing, but I don’t want to use this post for that topic.

I am really, really sorry about this, but in an episode filled with innuendo to the brim, you can’t tell me that isn’t supposed to be… you know… a metaphor. When Sam has him sit down in front of the tv, there is a moment of miscommunication where Dean thinks Sam is going to show him a tv channel that airs porn. So the scene has a certain layer added to it - Dean for a moment wonders if this is the kind of situation of… you know the kind of thing he watches that has two guys and a lady in it, like he said in the bar in 8x23? (Not the first time he doesn’t know who Sam is - remember how when, as Dean Smith, he assumed Sam was hitting on him. But I’m digressing.)

Let’s be real, that is a flower ejaculating on a dog, and we’ve talked to the death about which characters are associated to flowers and dogs so I’ll just leave it here.

(Part of me is screaming ‘do not post this’ because this is the kind of thing that gets you flock of haters calling you delusional and other very ableist insults. Anti-Destiel people, if you’re reading this, please let me have my harmless fun in my tiny corner of the internet. My friends and I here are using a piece of entertainment to get entertained and have fun and play with it together. Don’t harass people for something like this.)

The next moment is Dean’s exhilaration at the idea that their best friend is an angel. This is Dean smiling bright at the idea of Cas. We don’t know how much of Cas he remembers at this moment, but it makes Dean happy.

What’s honorable about a miniature bar in a motel room? Everything.

The last moment is different than the previous ones - in fact I think this last moment is meant to suggest that Dean remembers the events that have occurred between the hex and the end of the spell (the entire last sequence is about Dean remembering, since he can now remember Larry, that stands for everything that happened before the hex), ergo including his conversations with Rowena (it would also explain why he feels comfortable around her after she lifts the spell and they play the joke on Sam together and laugh together - he remembers her being emotionally open with him).

So all of this happens inside the sequence of Dean riding Larry. Do whatever you want with this. You can feel free to continue believing that the show isn’t setting up for a sexual relationship between Dean and Cas, I’m not here to force people to believe one thing or another.

But the episode is about Dean ditching a pretty girl to chase a guy who is framed as a Cas parallel, in addition to Dean being proud of his riding skills and generally being unapologetic about loving unmanly things.

Too Good At Goodbyes

You must think that I’m stupid
You must think that I’m a fool
You must think that I’m
new to this


“Although, what m'trying to say is, guys like those deserve to be moved on from.”

Harry said seriously, shrugging mindlessly as he set down the meal he reheated even if it was delivered minutes ago since he insisted it would taste different if it wasn’t, slightly shaking you to go and look at him.

“Not to be a dick or anything but that guy? He’s an asshole.”

He nodded to himself after making the statement, shoving in two pairs of utensils onto the plate the both of you were used to sharing with each other, playfully pouting when you didn’t dig in immediately as you used to.

“Oh come on, love. The food isn’t going to eat itself.”

You silently sighed, setting the plate on the coffee table for the both of you to share it as he followed you on sitting down on the floor.

“Still a bit hungover in him, are ya?”

Harry knowingly and rhetorically asked, taking a bite from the lasagna you shared common ground on being both of your favorite, him being the one to adjust since he was the one who was influenced by you.

“Did he make you happy?”

He chewed quickly, propping his face up with his hand as his eyes were trained on you who’s looking down the floor, not knowing whether to feel happy or a bit more upset that Harry’s cheering you up.

“Yeah.”

“Was his happiness yours too?”

You’re stopped momentarily by the question, your mind drifting off to the though of the man who’s in front of you and not the one who just dumped you literally awhile ago.

The question struck something in you, your answer revolving around Harry as he’s the one you’re trying to forget, the one you’re trying to stop on loving.

Your lips straighted into a line, the sinking feeling in your chest only being worse as he’s awaiting for your answer which little did he know was about him.

Always.”

I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case y
ou go and leave me in the dirt


“Y/N, love, what are you doing here?”

Anne gently asked with caution in her voice, the both of you knowing the question wasn’t rude and didn’t sound like what someone else would think of, her hands coming up to hold your shoulders.

“Figured that I just wanted to drop by and give Harry a little housewarming present, then see you and Gemma.”

You smiled, Anne being the first to engulf you in a grateful hug, a little hesitation settling upon her as she didn’t know how to tell this.

“He’s got himself a lovely place, that’s for sure,” she started off, nodding as she led the both of you slowly to what she thinks is the patio, a lump growing in her throat as she knows the hurt you would feel.

“Truly did. Said he wanted to experiment on how to decorate it himself.”

She nodded, her hands going through each other as you finally felt something off the moment you’re led outside overlooking the view Harry chased for into buying this house, a hesitant smile on her face.

“Is there — is there something wrong?”

She knew that this confrontation would come as soon as Harry called her that he met someone he’d like for her to meet, unable to deny it since she knows she needed to support her son, yet still a part of her being sorry for you.

It was her instinct. You never told her but she knew. She knew that you’re in love with her son so dearly but he knew that Harry too only understood it in a level that wasn’t in par with yours.

Anne shakily breathed out, “Y/N, love. I — I honestly don’t know how to tell you this but-…”

She stopped, her eyes diverting to the couple who just walked out of the pation and yelled her name and Y/N’s, shakily smiling as she looked at your reaction she’s regretting on seeing.

It’s Harry and a girl, a girl who isn’t you but you wished to be in her position, underneath his arm with a smile on her face.

And all you could’ve did was smile while holding back the tears, your tight grip on your own loosening.

Anne didn’t need to speak the words, because she knew you didn’t need them for you to realize and be hurt.

I know you’re thinking I’m heartless
I know you’re thinking I’m cold
I’m just protecting my innocence
I’m just protecting my soul


“Harry wanted me to give this you. He’s sorry that he couldn’t come.”

Gemma sorrily said, handing you the present that’s nearly wrapped to perfection which you know isn’t the work of Harry himself, a little smiley face written on the middle by a marker.

“It’s okay.”

You smiled timidly, letting her in to your house that only held a small amount of people at the moment, lacking a presence you both wanted and didn’t.

“Are you okay?”

She hesitantly asked you who mindlessly sat on the couch and put the present on your lap, her lip tucked in between her teeth just like what her younger brother does.

Gemma knows the answer to her question but she wanted to make sure of it even everyone knew too.

She knew too that it was a rubbish excuse that Harry couldn’t go but it’s the best she could think of, the both of you well-aware that he could go but chose not to, a small part of you already visualizing the pap pictures that’s going to flood your feed later on.

“Of course.”

“I’m sorry.”

She spoke lowly that made you look up at her and shake your head no, a little gutted feeling upon your chest.

“You have no reason to be.”

“I let it happen anyway.”

You humorlessly stifled a laugh, your fingers fiddling with each other as you felt this really isn’t a happy birthday as the cake that was given to you.

“I couldn’t really do anything about it either.”

Cause overtime you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
I’m
way too good at goodbyes

“Where’s Y/N?”

Harry confusedly asked, getting to sit beside his mum and his sister without having someone with him since she went upstairs to freshen up, knowing to himself it would take a few minutes so he just let it be.

He took a sip of his drink, taking turns on looking back and forth on the two women on both his sides who had an uneasy look on their faces.

Anne knew it’s been a month since, only a few texts being sent here and there as she constantly checked up on you.

No one’s gonna answer me?”

He asked again, a frown on his face as he looked at Gemma who he’s now pressuring to answer him.

“Didn’t you know?”

His sister answered, a slightly sharp tone on her voice that caught Harry off-guard and made him look at his mum instead, being more confused at the moment as his gut’s telling him that something’s being kept from him even though it wasn’t.

It’s just that Harry never noticed.

“She left, Harry.”



Part Two | Masterlist

So I’ve been thinking about the idea of Blue mirroring Lance in terms of hidden insecurity, and while I cannot for the life of me remember where I saw it, I saw someone on tumblr post “everyone thinks of Blue as the low standards Lion” in reference to her bio painting her as the most accepting.

And I think about that, and… what that means.

Because Blue just as much as all of the other Lions is shown to hold out for her designated paladin. She doesn’t grab Keith any of the numerous times he was there and she could’ve gone home immediately. And considering Blue is Lance’s Lion- that wasn’t a small temptation. If she’s specifically good at working with people who aren’t ideal paladin matches, if she can get along with just about anyone- every time Keith went to that cave Blue would have that temptation.

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FP Jones/Andrew’s Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 10

Originally posted by sprouseharts

AN: Here ye are, hope you’re enjoying this fic :)

(Part One)(Part Two)(Part Three)(Part Four)(Part Five)(Part Six)(Part Seven)(Part Eight)(Part Nine)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 3,252

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic,

You reentered the gymnasium just as Archie and Veronica took the stage. 

“Hey, you okay?” Your dad caught your arm as you past him. His face full of concern as he had noticed you didn’t look too happy. 

“Yeah, fine. I just… I should probably get back.. over there.” You forced a smile onto your face in order to escape further questioning. You slipped away without a fight and stood a little behind Jughead and Betty.

You watched Archie and Ronnie perform but you couldn’t enjoy it. Not with the nauseous feeling that sat in the pit of your stomach after Archie’s confrontation. 

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Why we love GOT7’s Yugyeom

Originally posted by overmoderation

  • this kid loves dramas
  • honestly same
  • does anyone remember the time the others had to literally stop him cause he wouldn’t shut up about Descendants of the Sun?
  • cause i do
  • that time he yelled “Jaebum-ah!” and jaebum was ready to whoop him
  • hit the stage
  • i think that’s a no brainer but…
  • hit the stage
  • him totally disrespecting all of his hyungs
  • especially jinyoung
  • someone control this child please
  • how tall he is
  • like what is he 6"
  • he’s 5"11 sorry
  • but i mean STILL REALLY TALL
  • that time jaebum chased him around a meet and greet room because he dissed him
  • i would do the same thing tbh
  • the realgot7 prank episode
  • this kid did nothing wrong and he kept apologizing like no honey stop you are okay
  • him crying after because he thought everyone was mad at him
  • protect him
  • when i first got into got7 i couldn’t believe he was the maknae
  • like just me or…?
  • evil maknae™
  • all the dance videos he posts on instagram
  • thank you my child thank you
  • “aka browny”
  • bless his soul
  • how him and bambam are literally best friend
  • like they do everything together and if that isn’t just the best thing i don’t know what is
  • his role in dream knight
  • like he had almost no lines but everyone still loved him
  • i mean why wouldn’t they?
  • him getting the highest score on that one realgot7 episode where they all punched that thing in their gym
  • like dang yugyeom you go get them
  • he has so much talent and everything comes so effortlessly to him and i just can’t
  • how shook he is when jinyoung compliments him
  • his friendship with jungkook and other 97’ liners is so cool though
  • like that group chat thing is goals
  • where do i sign up for friends like that?
  • him grinding on every talk show and stage they do now
  • like boi chill
  • i blame it on Hit the Stage
  • but that’s just me
  • him falling asleep on that other realgot7 episode
  • realgot7 is just a treasure trove
  • when he pranked jaebum with mark
  • that gave me life
  • yugyeom with dark hair that’s a bit longer but not completely covering his forehead gives me life
  • he seems so innocent but at the same time he isn’t
  • like how?
  • i’m just going to say this one more time
  • protect him.

i know this isn’t a lot but hopefully there might be a part 2. but posts like this with the other members will come soon :) thank you

Bts | Reaction | Chubby :)

[ yall seriously have nothing to be insecure about tbh, like i got mad love for my thicc sistas out there - like yall are the real mvp. Hope you enjoy @diannajasanders-love thanks for requesting! :) ]

Seokjin 

Jin would listen to every word you spoke as you told him about a major insecurity you’ve been battling with for the longest. He was shocked, sad even, not being able to grasp the concept that you saw yourself this way; in his eyes, you were everything and more. It wasn’t until he saw tears starting to fill your eyes as you slipped into the topic of ‘not being good enough for him’ - that’s where Jin drew the line. 

“Stop it. Don’t you dare say those things - you are absolutely enough for me, more than enough, Y/n. I could care less if you were the largest person in the world, or the skinniest, it doesn’t matter - you’ve stolen my heart. I love you, and that’s all that matters, okay? No more of these negative thoughts, they’re in the way of that beautiful smile.” 

Yoongi 

You thought he was asleep in the other room, but you were oddly mistaken this time. Yoongi had noticed how weird you’ve been acting lately, such as you starting to hide when you change - normally you didn’t give a fuck if he looked or not, but now suddenly you do. Not to mention you’ve been dodging meals, thinking he wouldn’t notice. He noticed. And whenever he would confront you about it, you would play coy, acting as if nothing was wrong or if anything had changed - he was sick of the secrets. So, in what better why to get information than pretend to be asleep while you talk on the phone with a friend? 

“This diet just isn’t working, Yumi, I don’t know what else to do!” You whine, running a hand through your hair. “Yes, it matters! Do you have any idea what’s coming up in just two weeks?!” 

There was silence for a second, until you let out a small grunt in frustration. 

“It’s the celebration dinner for BTS, that’s what! Where everyone is all fancy, rich and attractive - while I’m just a fluffy mess of pudginess! If I don’t lose enough weight by the end of this week, I’ll…” Silence once again, this time instead of frustration Yoongi caught the faint sniffles you let escape, indicating that you were starting to cry. “I’ll only embarrass him, Yumi…he’s such a hard worker, and an amazing musician - someone like him shouldn’t be burdened to show up to that dinner with someone like me.” 

By now, Yoongi was sitting up from his spot on the couch, staring in the direction of the kitchen in disbelief. Was that really how you saw yourself? An embarrassment? A burden? It hurt to hear you say those things, but stung even more that you never talked to him about it. 

“I should go…I need to go pull myself together before he wakes up. He’s already suspicious, I don’t wanna worry him anymore than I already am… Then, I won’t go, I’ll fake being sick or something.” 

That’s it, he thought.

Rising from the couch, he makes his way to kitchen with a purpose - not going to tolerate the lies you tell yourself. You were beautiful, and dammit he was going to get you to see that, too. And you were definitely going to that dinner.

Namjoon

He had caught you modeling in front of the full body mirror in your shared bedroom, smirking to himself as you were wearing nothing but a pair of boy shorts and bra. But, it eventually fell when his focus came up to your face, seeing the solemn expression upon it, mixed with distaste - you were judging. 

“Y/n…” He calls, nearly scaring you to death. Quickly covering yourself up with your arms, you stare at his tall figure standing in the doorway with a look of utter shame. “You better be thinking positive things when you look at your body. We’ve talked about this.” 

“I don’t get it, Joonie! How could you love all of…this?!”

“All this what, jagi?” He slowly treads toward you, hands behind his back until he came up behind you to then place them on your sides. “All this gorgeousness? All this huggable baby weight? All this ass-”

“Namjoon!” You blush, turning slightly to hit his chest lightly. This only makes him chuckle, you not being able to stop your own grin from forming. “You’re such a pervert…” 

“And you’re such a cutie. Y/n, I don’t want you ever looking in this mirror again unless you’ve got something nice to say about yourself. I know it’s not easy to love yourself, but you’re not in this alone. I love you, so much, no matter what thoughts you put in your head, I do. Remember that, jagi.” 

Hoseok 

Sure, you were human, and you had insecurities - it was normal. But, doesn’t mean it hurts him any less to hear you practically bawl your eyes out over the phone, and he can’t do anything about it. It killed him that he wasn’t there to hug and kiss you, to tell you that everything will be alright, cursing the fact that he a was a million miles away. 

“Baby, please, stop crying…I don’t care what those comments say, you hear me? I don’t give a damn - you’re my queen, not theirs. And I say you’re the sexiest thing to walk this earth; waist, hips, thighs and all. You were made for me, and I will not let some rude so-called ‘fans’ chase you away. I’m begging you, please believe me when I say you’re perfect. God, you’re so perfect, I’m the one who’s not good enough for you…I can’t even be there to dry your tears…” 

“You are here, Hobi…you answered my phone call - that’s all that matters…hearing your voice is more than enough. I believe you…and I love you. I just got into my head, that’s all…I feel better now. Just…hurry home. Please…” 

Nodding his head, he was able to smile through his own tears that fell during most of your conversation. “I will, I swear. Get some sleep, beautiful, I’ll call you in the morning - your time. I love you.” 

Jimin 

Jimin knows what you’re going through, he knows it’s not fun to think so little about your body - having been in the same boat as you are now. He, too, listened as you poured out your insecurities to him, the late night talk session turning into something deeper and more personal. You were curled up to his chest, listening to his heartbeat, as it calmed you down enough to finally tell him what you’ve never told anyone before. 

“Sometimes I wish it was flat like most of my friends’, or like those girls I see on TV and music videos. Or not even flat, I’d be fine with anything other than how it is now. My life was nothing but judgmental looks from strangers, or comments that have haunted me to this day…sorry, I don’t mean to bore you.” 

“”N-No, I’m awake,” He sniffles, using his free hand to wipe the stray tears that slid down his cheeks. “I just…I’m so sorry you had to go through that alone.” 

You shrug, rubbing slow circles over his chest as you snuggled closer to him. With a small content smile, you felt yourself slowly drift into slumber after finally getting that off your chest. 

“Well, not anymore. Now that I have you.” 

He felt his heart clench as you placed a peck to where it gradually started to beat rapidly. Eyes now tearing up even more, Jimin hugged you impossibly close to his side, as if to protect you from the rest of the world. You were so precious to him; no longer will he let thoughts like that ever come to your mind ever again. 

Taehyung 

You bit your lip to keep from making any noises, as the teasing from the beginning of the dinner had finally escalated to something more explicit.

 Tae had been messing with you ever since the two of you sat down, his hands trailing from just the top of your knee, all the way to the inside of your dress. The both of you could easily give away what was going on under the table, from your flushed face to his devilish grin. Before he gave you what you’ve been craving for, Taehyung whispered his explanation as to why you were suddenly being punished. 

“I heard what you said about your body, kitten. How you bad mouthed it in the bathroom when you thought I wasn’t there- but I was. From your thighs to your stomach - how could you say such things about my most favorite parts about you, huh? Answer me when I ask you a question.” 

He pinches a sensitive spot inside said thigh, almost making you squeak out loud in surprise. Quickly shaking your head, you rasp in response. “I-I’m sorry, I just…I just don’t see how you could love them..I-I don’t-[gasp]” 

He didn’t even let you finish as his fingers expertly pushed your panties to the side and slide into you with ease; all thanks to his building up of your arousal. As he started to thrust them further into you slowly, Tae took a look around to make sure no one had caught on just yet. Your slightly agape mouth was enough to blow your cover, but thankfully everyone was too busy mingling to care. Taehyung leans in closer to where his breath fanned down the curve of your neck, sending chills to mix in with the pleasure he now bestowed. While still thrusting the digits at a slow rhythm, he speaks.

“Then, I guess I’ll just have to remind you.” 

Jungkook 

Him: You is kind. You is smart. You is important. I love you, your hips and your thighs. So stop hating on perfection, now let’s go get some fries. 

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Hook’Em (Harry Hook)

Originally posted by unchxxrted

For @gosusu123

Request: Hi! Could you do an imagine that Harry Hook and the reader have a newborn baby girl and the reader and the baby get kidnapped, Harry and the crew rescue them, and when they are back home the baby is sleeping on his chest and he is smiling and speaking with her?

A/N: By crew I assumed you meant the pirate crew so I went with that, if that’s not what you meant I am so sorry!


“Harry Hook, if I’ve told you once I’ve told you a million times, I am not staying in this bed! I’m a big girl I can walk and take care of myself and the baby!” You shot out at the pirate. He looked far too young to have a child, you both did. But, life has a funny way of working out. He raised his eyes to meet yours, the eyeliner lining his eyes only magnifying the mischievous twinkle in them as he paused from tying his boot.

“Kitten, I distinctly remember hearing almost the exact speech about nine months ago,” He remarked, giving you a greasy grin. He could barely duck in time to miss the book aiming for his head. He laughed and walked over, placing a kiss on your forehead. “Trust me, Lass. Ya need all the rest you can get. At least until yer - ah ladybits- are all healed up.”

“My… lady bits?” You asked, barely able to stifle your laughter. Harry wacked you with his hat before placing it on his head. “A true gentlemen never discusses such sinful things. I am a saint and shall remain one, don’t try to change me, woman,” He teased, obviously trying to impersonate Judge Claude Frollo.

“Oh go on, you mangy pirate. Stop bugging me,” You laughed, laying back on the mountain of pillows he had forced behind your back. “ Besides, Frollo would call me more than woman. He’d call me a disgrace on society for having a child out of wedlock and at such an innocent and reckless age,” You added, snickering at the thought.

Shaking his head, the pirate placed a kiss on your lips before walking over to the crib and saying goodbye to your one week old daughter, Wysteria. “Don’t let yer mummy get out of that bed alright, Princess?” He whispered softly to your sleeping daughter, placing a quick kiss on her forehead before making his way to Pirate’s Bay.

Once you heard the door shut and the whistling of the pirate slowly leave from your house, you immediately got out of bed.


“Rub-a-dub-dub, pirate baby in the tub,” You cooed, gently slipping the tiny ball of chubby adorableness into the tub. Harry would kill you if he found out you were actually doing something considering he was deadest on you staying on bedrest like a sickly child after you gave birth. But, he left you alone with no supervision, so he had no one to blame but himself for thinking you’d actually listen to him for once. 

It was the first time he left you alone in months, so you were going to go against everything he told you not to do. Including bathing your little girl. And you were enjoying your small taste of freedom. Well, until the window shattered.


“My Princess and my Queen! Yer knight with the shining hook has returned for ya!” Harry called out, stepping into the home he shared with you and your daughter. His eyebrows furrowed at the silence, hand coming to grip at the handle of his sword, “Short stuff?” He called out, using the name that guaranteed a reaction out of you.

His gaze fell to the floor as he heard the crunching of glass under his boots. He took one glance at the now broken window before bolting out of the apartment, murder in his eyes.

“Captain!” He called out as he stormed onto the boat, face a mix of panic and rage. His crewmates exchanged uneasy glances. When Harry was unhappy, everyone was unhappy.

“Harry?” Uma asked, confusion showing on her face. “I thought you were going home to check on Wysteria and Y/N?” She quizzed, pausing when she saw the look in his eyes. “What happened to them?”


“Ay, Mommy’s not being a very fun toy today,” the man with the yellowing teeth and bald spot remarked, stepping away  from your bruised form. “Not gonna respond to old Clayton, hm? Well, maybe you’ll react more if I hurt your precious little brat,” The man added with a smirk, walking to the crate Wysteria was in.

“No! Leave her alone!” You cried out, yanking against the ropes that held you to your chair. A wicked grin appeared on the man’s face, “There’s that reaction I was going for.”

He lifted the wriggling baby, placing her on the small table in front of you. “Now it’s time for some real fun.”

“Oh yeah, I love a good game. What about you, Lads?” An achingly familiar voice called out. Both you and the man whipped your head around to find the source of the voice.

“But my favorite is seein’ which eye of yers my hook is goin’ into first. You see that, that’s my speciality.”

Harry.

“What’s wrong, Hook? Don’t think you’re strong enough to take me so you bring your whole crew with you?” Clayton asked, watching the group of pirates carefully.

“Well, lucky for you I brought some friends too.”


“This wouldn’ta happened if you’d stayed in bed,” Harry scolded as you were walking home later that evening, hook in your hand as Harry carried the baby.

“Hey, it’s not my fault everyone on the Isle hates you for flirting with their daughters,” You shot back. Harry stopped and stared at you for a second before laughing, “ You think that was what this was about, Lass? No no no. I hooked his son. Got’em real good too.”

You shook your head, opening the door for the pair of them, and giving Harry a swift kick to the ass as he walked by. “Ohhh feelin’ a bit frisky there, Kitten? You still have five more weeks,” He teased, throwing you a wink.

“Is it too late to make you walk the plank?” You asked, receiving a cheeky grin in return.

You took turns showering to wash off the blood and grime from that disgusting warehouse while the other would watch the baby. You walked out of the bathroom to tell Harry it was his turn, but paused just outside the door leading to the living room. You could see him lying on the couch in just his pants, eyeliner smudged, hat and hook carefully put away from the reach of your little girl.

You took some time to look at the boy you had fallen in love with, just really look at him. You had hated him once. You had seen him as nothing more than some bloodthirsty delinquent set on ruling the world someday, just like 95% of the Isle’s inhabitants. You couldn’t even hold a decent conversation with the guy until you had to pull him out of the water one night at Pirate’s bay when he jumped in after his hook, which had been knocked out of his hand by one of the drunken pirates stumbling around.

It wasn’t until he told you the story behind the hook that you were finally able to see pase the hard shell he worked so hard to engulf himself in, like some sort of cocoon. And now, as you looked at him, with your daughter sleeping on his chest, it was as if you were looking at a different side of the same coin. Sure, it looked rusted and rough to everyone else, but you knew that underneath, it was shining gold and beautiful.

“Yer mum says you can’t really understand what I’m sayin’ just yet, but I think you can. You’re a smart little lass, just like yer mum. Yer gonna be just like her, too. Just as brave and beautiful. And hardheaded. If yer mum isn’t the single most hardheaded, and stubborn woman I know,” You fought back the urge to laugh. Is he really being petty about me to our newborn?

“But she’s also determined, and strong. Tough as nails, too. Sometimes I really want to hook her. But I don’t know what I’d do without her. She reminds me of me mum somedays. They have the same spark in their eye. You’ll probably get that same spark too. Boys will be chasing after you once yer in diapers.” You smiled when he tilted his head to press his lips to her forehead before whispering ever so softly.

But if any of them are like me, and they try to take me Princess away… I’ll hook’em

BTS Reaction - American Long Distance Relationship/How the other boys would find out

dccomicnerd-world said: How would the rest of the boys react to one of the younger members being in a long distance relationship with someone from America, they talk through text/email. And they find out when they find him texting them at like 1am (because time difference)

Under a read more because its really long! Enjoy!

Jin:

It was obvious that Jin was acting suspicious from the beginning. Usually, he was on top of everything, had every member up and awake by 8:00 AM sharp, and had breakfast on the table before anyone even stumbled out of their rooms. But the past few days, everyone had been waking up from the shrill ringing or beeping of their cellphones, the managers freaking out and wondering why they weren’t at their photoshoot or dance practice.

You and Jin had began dating after you met on the streets of Seoul. You’d gone there for a small vacation to just travel and experience new things. You weren’t a fan of kpop, and you didn’t recognize Jin as he helped you pick up all your fallen possessions after he had slammed into you. You were already fumbling with your phone to try and map out the way to the train station, and all the people running around confused you.

“Maybe I didn’t prepare very well for this trip,” you remember thinking, just as a body ran into you.

Anyway, from then on after he apologized profusely and offered to buy you coffee, the two of you completely hit it off and had been texting ever since you went back to the United States.

“Hyung…what are you doing? We have to get up in three hours.” Jungkook whispered as he toddled out of his room, presumably to grab some water.

“I’m, uh…” Jin started, staring at the phone after a text message from you arrived.

“You’re what? Let me see,” Jungkook said before walking over and quickly snatching the phone out of Jin’s hands. Scrolling through the mass of your’s and Jin’s text bubbles, Jungkook’s eyes went wide.

“You’re dating an American girl?” He asked loudly, and the next morning Jin had bags under his eyes and everyone knew that he was dating you. They were so curious to meet you that Jimin had asked for your phone number and became invested in grilling you about life as an American.

A few months later, you had gone back to Seoul for a longer amount of time and finally got to meet all the boys.

Originally posted by allforbts

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