i'm going to go cry right now

Batfam as things my fam has said

Dick: *tells a joke*

*silence*

Dick: Okay, but when it’s about my life, everyone laughs.

——————–

Jason: I’m really trying, and it’s just not working.

Tim: There is no try. Only do.

Jason: I don’t think Star Wars is really going to help me right now.

Tim: *scoffs* Shows what you know.

Dick: You know, I’m proud he got that reference.

——————-

Jason: *messes up*

Bruce: *addresses the younger kids* Okay, he’s older. That means you should all learn from his mistakes or risk being just as much of a fuck-up.

Jason: Dad!

Bruce: *raises an eyebrow*

Jason: *sighs* It’s true.

——————-

Bruce: Okay Tim, you need some sleep.

Tim: You know, I’ve got enough problems in my life without you shoving your mainstream ideals and corporate agendas down my throat.

Bruce: …?

Tim: Yeah, goodnight.

———————

Dick: Okay, but if cotton shirts shrink when they get wet, does that mean sheep shrink when they get wet?

Jason: Bro, sheep produce wool.

Dick: Really?

Jason: Cotton comes from a fucking plant.

Dick: *in a small voice* So…sheep….don’t shrink…..when they get….wet….?

Tim: I think your brain shrinks when it gets wet.

———————–

Damian: *walks into the kitchen at 12:00 a.m.* *sees Dick laying on the table crying*

Damian: So this is adulthood.

*like a month after that*

Damian: *walks into the kitchen late at night again* *sees Jason sitting in front of the fridge just staring while holding a jug of milk*

Damian: Is this like a thing? Does every adult in this family have mental breakdowns in the kitchen late at night?

Bruce: You’ll understand it someday.

Damian: *turns the light on* *sees Bruce sitting on the counter with a single piece of bread*

Damian: What was I born into?

———————–

*at McDonald’s*

Dick and Jason: *get their own food*

Tim and Damian: *have to share*

Damian: Dad, that’s not fair. Why do we have to share?

Jason: Because we’re older, nimrod. We’ve paid our dues.

Dick: Yeah. I’m older than all of you. Dad had to raise me before he knew what the fuck he was doing.

Bruce: Jokes on all of you. I still don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.

———————

Jason: *ruins the end of a movie the others haven’t seen*

Dick: You know, there’s a special place in hell for people like you.

Damian: Yeah, it’s this family.

——————–

*at the pediatrician’s*

Bruce and Damian: *waiting for the doctor*

Bruce: *starts opening the cabinets* *finds the latex gloves* *starts stuffing them in his pockets*

Damian: Um, Dad? What are you doing…?

Bruce: I use these when I’m working. I like the ones from my doctor better. These are all meant for small hands.

Damian: Well maybe you shouldn’t be stealing from your son’s pediatrician then—or your doctor for that matter.

Bruce: Maybe your pediatrician shouldn’t have such small hands.

Damian: That is so not the problem with this situation.

(I know Bruce is hella rich, but my fam isn’t. lolol)

——————-

*getting free samples from the store*

Bruce: Okay, Jason take your jacket off and go up there again. She’s elderly and will probably think your someone else.

Jason: *rolls his eyes* *goes anyway*

Dick: Dad, that is horrible.

Bruce: Do you want lunch son? 

Dick: Yes?

Bruce: Okay then. Roll your shorts up, put your hair in a ponytail, and pretend you’re my daughter.

Tim: We’re all going to hell.

———————

Dick, Tim and Jason: *fighting over what movie to watch*

Damian: *gives a suggestion* *gets ignored*

Dick, Tim and Jason: *keep fighting*

Damian: Hello!

Dick, Tim and Jason: *still ignore him* *still fighting*

Damian: I DEMAND ATTENTION, YOU ASSHOLES!

Dick, Tim and Jason: *turn to Damian in shock*

Damian: That’s right. I am capable of speaking. I may be the youngest, but I still exist.

———————-

Jason: Hey, Dick?

Dick: JUST LEAVE ME ALONE TO DIE!

Jason: What’s wrong with him?

Tim: Someone ate all the Lucky Charms.

———————-

Jason: How do you know when a fish is dead?

Dick: That’s an ominous question.

Jason: But like, how do you know?

Dick: I don’t know. Usually if they’re upside down at the top of the water.

Jason: So…laying at the bottom of the bowl all pale and colorless probably means dead, right?

Dick: JASON WHAT DID YOU DO?

Jason: I DON’T KNOW! I think I fed him too much. I mean, he just kept eating. I figured he was just that hungry!

Dick: Damian is going to kill you.

Jason: This is like his fifth fish. How attached could he have been, really?

———————–

Damian: I thought I said that this family was banned from going anywhere near my fish. Why do you all keep killing my pets? Dad freaking swallowed one!

Jason: Wow Dad. I just overfed one. At least I didn’t eat it. 

Bruce: That wasn’t my fault! You shouldn’t be putting them in water bottles!

Damian: I WAS CLEANING HIS BOWL!

———————–

Tim: Why is the world against me?

Damian: Is that rhetorical or would you like me to answer?

———————–

Dick: *wakes up* I really feel like today is going to be a good day.

Dick: *spills his bowl of cereal on himself*

Dick: I’m going to go to bed now.

Bruce: Dick, you just woke up.

Dick: Well the world doesn’t seem to care!

————————

Tim: Can you have a midlife crisis at 17?

Damian: I don’t even think I’ll make it to 17.

Jason: I’m pretty sure I died the day I turned 19.

Dick: I’ve been having a midlife crisis for the past three years.

Tim: So that’s a yes.

————————

Bruce: I miss being young and childless.

Jason: As your child, that’s just so nice to hear.

————————-

Bruce: Why aren’t you in school right now?

Dick: Dad, why does life feel like an endless abyss of self-loathing and humiliation?

Bruce:

Bruce: I’m just going to call and say you have the flu.


Ways I am exactly like Maria Reynolds

• half-dressed
• apologetic
• a mess
• looks pathetic

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11.25.15. 

3/100 days of productivity | came to local coffee shop at 8am, and it is currently 4pm :^) although I was working for pretty much the entire time, I am still struggling heavily with this task…tbh all I want to do is sleep cries but I have another hour before I have to leave so !!!fighting!!!

real talk tho, hearing alec say “i always knew i couldn’t have what i wanted” fucked me up??? like he actually said that. it’s canon. he knew. he always knew and he just assumed he would have to push it down and ‘fulfill his duty’ and marry a female shadowhunter and have children with her and i’m just. my heart is so heavy for that little boy

but now here he is tho right? saying that on a date with his new boyfriend he’s literally. he changed it! he met magnus and he realized for the first time in his life that things could be different. and now he’s dating this beautiful man and is going to get to slowly fall in love with him and one day they’re going to get married and have kids together and it’s everything to me i’m

how does one not get stressed

Guys I keep thinking about how Anders is both more than human and very human, like he’s part fade spirit and he’s justice incarnate and he’s fire and fury and compassion and lightning and he’s more fire than the sun but then on the other hand he’s… you know.  He’s mortal.  He gets jealous, and he can be petty, and he likes petting cats, and he has fears and dreams and he falls (deeply) in love and he’s so terribly flawed and imperfect

he represents humanity and he represents more than humanity, and I just.  I love him so much

Dave….Dave plz come back on and tell us tomorrow that we will have two or three more seasons…plz…

anonymous asked:

I feel really bad right now because my friends and I are going to get our hair colored today but I'm a bit insecure because I have dark skin and people say dark skin and colored hair looks ghetto. I feel like I'm going to cry Della.

First off, let me just say that, that is one of the oldest stereotypes and it’s one of the dumbest ones out there. Your skin color does not make anything look ghetto, babe. That’s a stereotype aimed to make you feel insecure, when in reality, anything that you wear is automatically enhanced with your melanin. 

All I see is a bunch of bad bitches with beautiful hair. All of them look classy. All of them look beautiful as fuck. Don’t ever let anyone tell you what you can or can’t do based on your skin color, babe. You go in there and get the brightest fuckin color you can find and wear the hell out of it. ❤️

BTS Reaction ▾ Seeing you for the first time after breaking up

Jin:

He wasn’t happy about it. Who would be? He thought that he could do this for the rest of the band but seeing you sitting in the booth of this diner waiting for him to get here, looking so amazingly beautiful, made him want to run. Before he could actually do so, your attention had finally landed on him and you smiled as you waved. Why did you look so unaffected? It had only been a month and this way not nearly enough time for the both of you to get over it. He guesses it makes sense since you were the one who broke up with him. He gave you a tight smile and slid in the booth to sit right across from you. 

“Hey.” You let out after a long bout of just staring at each other, figuring out what the appropriate next move should be.

“Hi. So, why are we here?” He said simply. He decided he wasn’t going to indulge you in whatever you had called him here for. He was still a little sour and he didn’t wanna make more conversation than absolutely necessary. You were slightly taken aback by his behavior but tried not to let it hinder what you wanted to tell him. 

You sighed and clenched your hands at a last pathetic attempt to calm your nerves. “I know you don’t wanna be here. That you’d rather not talk to me ever again but I need to apologize.” 

Jin was surprised. He had expected you to ask him to return something of yours. Your cold demeanour had vanished unlike the day you had broken up with him. “What?” He asked weakly.

“I’m sorry for being a jerk that night. I don’t know what had gotten over me and-” You cut yourself off and cleared your throat. “Actually, I do know what got over me. The reason I broke up with you was because I was scared. You liked me so much and I’ve never been looked at the way you used to look at me and it honestly freaked me out. I knew you loved me and not just because you told me every time, but because nobody in my entire life understood me the way you did. Or even tried to. I know I can be confusing and that my emotions are a wreck but this past month has been the worst month of my life. I can’t do this anymore and I understand if you totally hate me right now but I really-” You gulped hard, suddenly the words weren’t spilling from your mouth like they were not even a second ago. You looked at him with wide eyes, hoping he got what you were trying to stay.

“This- I don’t know what to say…” He looked distressed now. One part of him wanted to leave right now but the other wanted to lean over the table and kiss you, right here and right now. You bit your lip and just nodded. Maybe you didn’t deserve him anymore. You made the mistake of letting him go.

“Then I’m sorry. It was selfish of me wanting to get back together with you.” He let you finish before held the both of your hands in his. He carefully brought them up to his lips placed a gentle kiss on them.

“No, just- Just give me some time. I want you back just as much as you do but I need to warm up to the fact. Stay with me and I promise we’ll be with each other again.”

Originally posted by 55kumamons


Yoongi:

It was a mutual agreement. He was too focused on his music right now and he couldn’t bear not being with you whenever you needed him, and you didn’t want to hinder his career. Well, it was supposed to be a mutual thing. Not soon after the break up did he realize the colossal of a mistake he had made. Sometimes, he would come home late after long hours of work at the studio to just sleep with his arms wrapped around you. Only to find a cold empty bed the only thing to keep him company. He didn’t like it, but he never made a move to get you back because in his eyes, you were better off. How was he supposed to know that you missed his voice? His touch? And just his mere presence? You were so used to him that you would find yourself making breakfast for two in the morning, or leaving enough space in your bed for him. You were just as torn as he was and none of you could see that.

But just because the two of you were oblivious, doesn’t mean others around you were. For a couple that used to pride themselves in knowing exactly what the other was feeling, Namjoon was really surprised at the lack of action on both side. He lasted two weeks before he deemed he had to act now. He could see how Yoongi was hurting and there was no way you were fine as you kept trying to tell him. He shot you a text asking you whether you wanted to go hiking with him. You quickly agreed as you needed a distraction. Moping around wasn’t going to help anyone. 

Getting to your usual hiking trail, you looked out for Namjoon. You send him a text asking where he was and even though you know he read it. He didn’t reply. “Hey (Y/N)!” Namjoon’s voice spoke up from behind, a little out of breath. You turned around to his figure hunched over and breathing wildly. “I came as soon as I got your text.”

“What the hell happened? Why are you so breathless?” Namjoon refused to answer and shook his head. 

“I have a surprise. But I’m going to have to close your eyes for that.” You looked at him weird but let him do so. “You’re going to thank me for this.” He let out as he guided you, with his hands covering your eyes, up the trail. You only knew that because you felt like you were walking up on an incline.

“You’re weird ‘Joon.” You let with a chuckle. He only huffed, still panting. He led you up the trail a bit more until he suddenly stopped. You were about to ask him where you were but he sensed it and covered your mouth with his hand. Now you were blind and mute. 

He leaned into your ear “You’re welcome.” He whispered as he stood back. You didn’t even get a chance to adjust to your surroundings when Namjoon spoke up again. “Yoongi, look who came.”

Yoongi turned around and your eyes had finally adjusted to the surroundings. He looked so good. Even more so with the scenery behind him and sun shining down on his features. “(Y/N)?” He let out after a long bout of silence. His voice sounded so broken. Like, you were the one thing he needed and had lost. How the hell did you not figure this out? 

Your name from his lips was the only thing that finally urged you to run to him and encircle his waist with your arms. Yoongi smiled, still not sure what the hell was going on but he wasn’t going to question it. Not when you were finally wrapped around his arms again.

Originally posted by sugagifs


Hoseok:

It wasn’t like the two of you wanted to break. Nobody really does, but your situation, there was a huge factor that led to your separation. His fan noticed that he’d been spending a lot of time with you and it wasn’t like you guys were trying to keep it a secret. You wanted them to know. He was happy with you and a lot of the times, most people were supportive of the relationship. You were human though. You had become accustomed to see the negatives more than the positive. It was literally in your genes. You couldn’t do anything about it. There’d be threads about how you guys weren’t the best match for each other or how you could hold him back as an artist. Even the lighthearted jokes started to affect you. So, one day, you simply told him you couldn’t do it anymore. That the pressure of being with someone this famous had gotten to you and you couldn’t do it. The worst part is, you had hoped that he would stop, or at least put up an inkling of a fight. Though the only thing he did was nod and say goodbye. You knew he wasn’t mad, but you don’t know what he was feeling if it wasn’t anger. That day, you lied in bed just scrolling through the plethora of pictures on your phone of him, with the intention to delete them. Only to throw your phone away in frustration.

What sucked about being away from Hoseok was that you could see that he didn’t look affected. His face would always show up on your feed and even though it ran a pang through your heart, you smiled at the pictures. They weren’t fun to look at but you still loved him. It made you happy that he was at least a little bit happy. Though he didn’t really see how you felt. You wished he saw how affected you were and do something about it but you know childish thoughts would get you nowhere. You picked up your phone and dialed his number. Deleted from your contacts but that didn’t matter because you’d memorized it. Hitting the call button you realized that what you were doing was probably a bigger mistake than breaking up with him, but it was like your body had a mind of its own. The phone didn’t even ring twice when he picked up. “Hello?” His sleepy voice spoke through.

And just like that, you finally had control over yourself. That was bad because how the hell were you supposed to get out of this? “Hi…” You spoke quietly, your voice raspy. Were you crying? You hadn’t even realized that. You hoped he didn’t actually hear and would hang up soon but his breath hitching in his throat told you otherwise.

“(Y/N)?” He questioned, testing the sound of your name. He felt like he breathed in a sweet breath of air after inhaling as soon as your name left the tip of his tongue. He really had missed you. All this time, he was under the impression that you wanted this. That you never really liked him. So, he thought it was best to make it easier for you to let you go. But hearing your voice so broken and so vulnerable, he began to question himself. “Are you okay?” 

That’s when the floodgates opened. Your sobs started racking your entire body and you tried to quiet down by closing one hand around you mouth. Though noise still slipped past your fingers and with every sob, his stepped matched to making his way right to you. You quickly hung up and scolded yourself inwardly for breaking down so easily. Why were you like this? You don’t know how long you laid in that position just crying and feeling sorry for your pathetic self, but you were brought back out of your own mind to arms surrounding you and his face snuggling into your shoulder.

“Jagi, please don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you’re like this. I’m so sorry for letting you go lik-”

“No, it was me. I-” Another sob interrupted your sentence and you closed your eyes to regain your composure. “I shouldn’t have let the negative comments get to me. It’s my fault that I’m like this.” You let out.

Hoseok shook his head as he brought you closer to his chest, still laid down alongside you. “Don’t you dare say that. It’s not your fault. It’s no one’s. Please, baby stop crying. I promise this will never happen again. I just want you back.” You let out a grateful, wet laugh, with tears still running down your face and nodded. You can’t believe how lucky you actually were.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Namjoon:

Namjoon really isn’t a jealous guy, at least that’s what he thought. He admits he gets overprotective at times but he always justified it. Truth be told, his jealousy stemmed from his insecurity. He was proud of all he had achieved in his life and he was very confident in them. You were an entirely different story though. Sometimes, he looked at the way everyone around you basically worshiped the ground you walked on. He doesn’t blame them though. You were kind, loving, and hugely passionate about the things you cared for. And then you also had this certain level of charisma to you that even he, a guy with an affinity to words, had a hard time describing. 

The point is, he was scared that you were something way more than he could handle. He thought dating another idol would feel safe. You both knew the life and you could work it out. He never anticipated this sudden uncertainty of your relationship. So, he called it quits. No explanations or anything. The worst part is, he did right before tour. So you had no way of asking him what the hell happened. You spent an entire four months not being able, and honestly, not wanting to contact him. You were slowly getting over the fact that he’d left but you weren’t prepared for him to be at your doorstep, one early morning, wet to the bone due to the recent showers. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked, your voice stone cold. He shivered a little and he wasn’t sure if it was from his wet clothes or your voice.

“I- I need to talk… About us.” You looked at him with tears blurring your vision. No, you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing you like this. He’d lost all right. You quickly tried to shut the door on him but he wedged his shoe between the door, immediately groaning loudly. Your hold on the door loosened instantly because you worried that you’d hurt him seriously. 

“A- Are you okay?” You asked hesitantly. Just because you were mad didn’t mean you wanted to hurt him.

“Yes… Actually no. I’m not. (Y/N), I’m sorry,” you steeled your expressions and tried to close the door again. A little more lighter this time though because his foot was still there and now his hands were stopping you from shutting it as well. “Please, I need to talk to you.”

You contemplated whether you should give him a chance, but you guess you took too long because you heard him sigh and the tension on the door from the other side as free. Meaning that he left it. You didn’t close the door though. You don’t know why, you just couldn’t make yourself do it. Namjoon slowly inched away from the door and you opened it slightly to see him turn away and leave towards the elevator. “Wait! Joonie!” You let out before you could stop yourself.

He quickly turned around, glad that you were giving him some sort of attention. And really hopeful because of the pet name you’d used. You walked out of your apartment, to him and waited. He realized you were waiting for him to explain himself. He took a deep breath and did his best. “First of all, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I left you like that. It was wrong and I should’ve at least explained why I- I broke things off.” You sniffed, and he wondered of you had a cold. “The thing is, I started to feel insecure. I felt like you deserved better than me.”

“What? Why?”

“I don’t know… You’re just so… So amazing. People like you and not just because you’re an idol. They seem to like you for you. I’ve never met someone who’s ever felt annoyed by you or just plain didn’t like you. I don’t have that kind of personality. I know people just tolerate me ans think I’m holding you bac-”

“Be quiet.” You cut him off “Tolerate you? No. Are you kidding me? B-” You stopped yourself before you actually called him babe. “People adore you! And I’m not perfect. People are weird and sometimes they like and sometimes they don’t. The fact that people like didn’t make you any less deserving of me at all. And I-” tears blurred you vision as you tried to choke out your next words. “And I still love you okay? You’re perfect to me. I don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about us and neither should you.”

His eyes widened a little but he still looked guilty. How the hell did he think this was the right thing to do? “(Y/N)… I’m so sorry.”

“I know. Now just- Just come back. To me. Please.” Your voice was weak and he embraced your figure and almost crushing you to his chest. 

“I love you so much (Y/N).”

Originally posted by sugacakes


Jimin:

It wasn’t a breakup. That’s what you said. How can you breakup with someone you never really established a relationship with? When you brought up the fact that you wanted to stop seeing him -and by seeing, you meant sleeping with him- he had gotten upset. He thought that you had finally warmed up to him and was eventually going to confess. He didn’t feel like talking to after that but you were their stylist. So, even though it hurt to be around you, he did his best to just ignore it and speak to you only when necessary.

You on the other hand, had stopped your arrangement of sorts with him because you realized how serious this was. It was all fun and games in the beginning but you started feeling a little more that physically attracted to him. You didn’t like that at all.You had agreed that emotions were to be strictly held at bay. And on top of that, you were working together. How could you even let this go on for so long? Why did you even start this? Though your plan didn’t work out at all the way you had hoped. You had a hard time dealing with being separated from him and your feelings were eating you alive until one day, you burst and told Hoseok everything. He was always a nice person and you guys considered one another to be good friends. He sat quietly on the chair as he listened to you spill every emotion into sentences and confess how you really feel for Jimin. 

After you were done, breathless because of all the ranting and the pacing you were doing. Hoseok’s eyes went wide. “(Y/N), he likes you too! He’s been the moodiest I’ve seen him. You need to go tell him.”

“Wait, he’s into me too? I- Oh no, I’m so daft.” You ran to Hoseok and gave him a hard hug. “Shit, thanks Hobi! See ya!” You said as you quickly ran to the dance studio where you knew Jimin was with some of the other boys.

You practically tumbled into the room but Jimin didn’t even spare you more than a glance. You saw that his mood went from happy to sour real fast though. “Jimin I need to talk to you.” You said, a little timidly because your rushed entrance was earning you a little more than side glances by the others. 

He was focused on filming Taehyung though, who wasn’t even paying attention to the camera anymore. “V, they want to kn-”

“Jimin. She wants to speak to you. It’s rude to ignore her.” Jin spoke up. He wasn’t ever the commanding type but he didn’t like Jimin blatantly ignoring you. Jimin sighed, put the camera aside and motioned for you to leave the room.

“Let’s talk outside.” He said simply. You turned right around and left the room, holding the door open for him. Once, he shut the door behind him, he folded his arms and looked at you. “What did you want to say?”

He sounded so cold, you almost ran right back to Hobi. But you knew he would never lie. At least about something lie this. “I- I had a long talk with Hoseok… About us.” You paused. “And he told me something that shocked me but I can’t believe I never caught on to earlier.”

“Get to the point.” He tried really hard to keep himself expressionless but he knew he was breaking his facade because his heart sped up. It was thumping against his rib cage and he almost felt like it was tying to get out.

“Okay. Fine. Park Jimin, I’m sorry I was a complete dick to you and I want you to know that I really like you. I only ended things because I was scared that I’d fall for you and it would still be just a fling for you. And I know it was childish of me to just call it quits but I was scared.” You ended.

Jimin pursed his lips and nodded. “Okay.” He then slowly reached for your hands. “We’ll try this out then. Try this relationship thing and see how it goes. I just need a little time because I don’t-” He cleared his throat, aware that it might break soon. “I don’t want to get hurt again. These past few days sucked okay? I don’t want and can’t have that happening again. Please.” 

You shook your head “I promise. Never again.”

Originally posted by gotmeolk


Taehyung:

You had a fight. It was as simple as that. And the thing is, it was your first big fight. You hadn’t really expected him to walk out on you after that. If you had known, you would’ve stopped immediately and apologized. And to think all of this arose from him asking you take a break from studying. Gosh, why had you been so explosive? Your temper had always been a problem and you can’t believe you let that get in between the two of you like this. And though you ached to call him and ask him to come back, you stopped every time. What if he didn’t want to come back? If that was the case then you’d rather go your entire life not knowing how he felt about you now. It would be absolutely wrecking to know that he doesn’t want anything to do with you anymore. 

You were laying on your bed when your phone started ringing. That was weird. Considering all your friends despised calling you. You looked at the caller ID and saw that it was actually Jimin trying to facetime you. Confused, you picked up the call. “Jimin?”

“Hey (Y/N)! Uuh, please. I need you to do something for me.” He said quickly. He looked like he was backstage or something. They did have a concert they were performing at tonight, but you were still confused.

“Okay..?”

“Great. Please don’t end the call. Just- Please alright?” He looked kinda desperate, you only nodded as he turned the camera around and you could see Taehyung. He was standing in the middle of the stage with mic in hand. He looked like he was trying to tell the audience something but he was patiently waiting for them to quiet down. “Hello.” he said, his voice low as it sounded across the concert hall. A chorus of cheers erupted and yet again, he waited for them to quiet down. “You may be wondering what I’m doing here right now. All I can say is that I needed to apologize to someone. That person is very dear to me and hurt them. It wasn’t my intention to do so and I regret it so much right now.” Another bout of cheers sounded through the phone. “If you’re somehow listening to this, I love you. I don’t care what you said and I only hope you can forgive me for what I said.” He ended as he bowed and suddenly, your heart swelled, right along with the screams that did. 

Taehyung started to walk right back towards Jimin and gave him a tight smile. “What are you filming me for?” He asked, his voice a little hoarse. But he didn’t need Jimin to answer him back, He caught a glimpse of your face on the screen and immediately, his face dropped. “(Y/N)?”

“Taehyung, you asshole! Why are you like this? Do you know what was going through my mind?” You didn’t even know you were crying until you sniffled. Jimin handed the phone to Taehyung and he scurried off to the side to somewhere more private. 

“Oh baby. Please don’t cry. I hate to see you like this. Especially when I’m not there.”

“Then please come home.” Your voice sounded so small and broken, Tae’s heart clenched tight.

“Okay baby. Just hang on alright? I’ll be there. I love you.”

Originally posted by donewithjeon


Jungkook:

You broke up with him. He didn’t really give you a lot of attention. You didn’t mind it at first but it started to bother you only when he would blow you off to go hang out with his friends. The last straw was when you saw photos of him online with another unfamiliar girl. Gathering that he cheated, you broke up with him via  a small note and packed up and left. You blocked him from all things you could possibly block him from. You had been cheated on before and it wasn’t a nice feeling. You had told him that if it ever happened again, you would leave immediately. 

When he came home the next day after spending a night at the dorm to find all your belongings missing, he actually thought that he’d been robbed at first, but then his eyes landed on the note folded once neatly, laying on the top of the dining table. His eyes widened as he read it further and further. That slow rhythmic thumping of his heart that he’d felt after meeting you, and having gotten used to it, had suddenly diminished. The first thing he thought to do was grab his phone and dial your number, hoping to call you back and explain. That he hadn’t cheated on you. How could you think that? But you never picked up his call. Frustrated, he grabbed his jacket and left the house again. He didn’t know how long it had been since you’d left but he thought to check your friend’s house. Making sure to bombard your number with his calls.

When he did get there, your friend was just as shocked as he was when she learned you had just up and left. He groaned loudly but right then, at her standing in her front door, her phone rand and she picked it up in front of him. “(Y/N)? Where the hell are you?” Jungkook perked up at your name. She waited for you to speak and gave him a side glance. “What? Are you sure?” She gave him an annoyed look this time. “Y’know what? Honey lemme call you back. I need to take care of something.” And without waiting for a response, she shut the phone and pointed a finger at him. “You’re an asshole.” and with that she shut the door right in his face.

“Wait. I swear I didn’t do it. That girl was just someone we’re working with! I only kept her company while the others were late!”

“You’re lying.” Her muffled voice came through, but he could see her resolve breaking.

“No. I promise I’m not. I would never do that to her. I know I don’t treat her like I should but I would never sink that low…” The other side of the door was quiet. “Please… Just tell me where she is.” He waited there for what seemed like a good fifteen minutes before the door opened. 

“She’s gone to her parents.That’s all I know.” He quickly thanked her by hugging her and ran to the nearest bus stop, making sure to give your phone one last try. 

He was soon stood in front of your childhood home. He’d seen it in pictures before but this was his first time. Not how he pictured he’d be here. He knew you’re parents had gone out for the country for the holiday and he was thankful as ever. He did not want to meet your parents like this. He walked up to the front door and knocked on it, waiting patiently. After a prolonged time of no answer, Jungkook tried to look into the front porch windows trying to figure out if anyone was home. He was about to get off the porch and actually wait at the gate but the door creaked open. He whipped around to see you looking at him with teary eyes and swelled face. He furrowed his eyebrow and walked right up to you “(Y/N) I-”

“I know. She just told me over the phone. I’m sorry I over reacted Jungko-” 

“No,” He took your hands in his. “No, you were right to be mad. You believed what you saw and I can’t blame you for coming to that conclusion because I haven’t been around like I should have.”

“But I could’ve talked to you… Instead I came all the way here and made you come too.” You averted your gaze and looked at the ground. Jungkook sighed as he leaned into to land a kiss on your forehead.

“Yes… You could’ve.” You raised your head to look at him again. “But let’s not dwell on that right now. Let’s stay here for the weekend. Just the two of us. And I promise that once we do go back, I’ll give you the attention you deserve.” He said with a tone of finality and ended it with a deep kiss to your lips. “I love you.” You smiled at him and he felt his heart regain it’s familiar beating whenever you were around him. Pulling him into the house, you planned on showing him just how grateful you were of him.

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


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A/N: I know…. These are literally turning out to be full fledged fics… What even am I? I’m so sorry! I need to stop this. P.s. I also realized this turned out to be more of a “How you break up and get back together kinda ordeal… Welp P.s. AAH THIS WAS IN MY QUEUE BUT I SCHEDULED IT FOR NEXT WEEK BY MISTAKE OML I THOUGHT I DELETED IT WTFFF I LITERALLY WROTE TWO OF THE SAME FICS I JUST-

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It’s been one and a half year since I’m in the Inazuma Eleven fandom.
Yes, it’s not a lot of time. Some people have been here for way more, but I’m glad I ended up being in such a wonderful fandom!

I have no words to describe how much I love this series. How much they mean to me. How much they’ve done for me. How much they changed me in a good way. How many amazing people I met and how wonderful fandom I found.
I made this video a long time ago, but never upload it here, because back then I didn’t know people who would like to watch this. Now I know there is and I want to share it with you, guys, because for me it’s like you’re my family. I just feel like I should tell you this. 
One big thank you to all of you for choosing Inazuma as one of your fandoms as well. For posting, rebloging and sharing things about this amazing anime.
I love you. Every single one of you. Thank you for existing. Thank you for being alive. Thank you for being here. 

I tried combing every season of the series (Ina11, Go, Chrono Stone and Galaxy) in this amv and I think it turned out pretty good. (yes, it could be better but back then I just started making amvs, so it’s not the best, but still…)
You may ask why is there lyrics on the screen? Well, just listen to the song, read the words and watch the scenes. You’ll understand!
Hope you like it. This is for all of you!

Originally posted by lupinthehowlingwerewolf

- Me before the season even started

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“What’s that thing Samuel Beckett said?”

“I can’t go on. I’ll go on.”

“Let’s go on. Together.