just because i miss these two so much


…I wonder if that was actually a good decision to make there, Kuroo

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Boyfriend! Jungkook

Dating Jungkook would include:

  • first things first guys
  • you’re always stealing his sweaters
  • “y/n what the fuck come on I was gonna wear that”
  • if he can’t find it he knows you have it
  • secretly loves it
  • so many inside jokes that the boys get bothered
  • jimin always says “what does that even MEAN” 
  • when you and jungkook tell each other an inside joke
  • so many tickle fights turned make out sessions
  • ya’ll make out in the prep room
  • the studio
  • between dance practices
  • in the dorms
  • right in front of jin and namjoon, who just sigh and roll their eyes
  • sex is occasional but when it happens
  • FIRE literal fire bc you guys are so needy for each other
  • the sex is always really sensual
  • never rough, very vanilla
  • and that’s the way you two like it because the only thing on your mind is that you’re with him and that you love him
  • “i miss you”
  • “can you come cuddle with me”
  • “y/n I’m lonelyyyy”
  • opens his arms when he wants to cuddle
  • carries you bridal style upstairs where the two of you bury yourselves in blankets
  • he likes when you’re pretty much laying on top of him
  • because that’s the closest you two can physically get
  • always very worried about you
  • wants to make sure you’re comfortable and wants to help you when you’re sad or stressed
  • always offers to help you with your English homework even though he’s not that great at it
  • literally the sweetest and brings home your favorite food after a particularly rough day
  • always always always trying to teach you how to dance
  • catches you when you trip then slips himself
  • you make fun of his obsession with timbs but when you buy yourself a pair he just smirks at you
  • laughs when you trip but when he trips you make a point to laugh harder
  • usually jimin joins in laughing at that point
  • he’ll get quiet when he’s mad
  • doesn’t smile or talk to anyone
  • you guys don’t fight a lot but when you do it gets the two of you really sad
  • when you fight it’s usually over bigger things like not spending enough time with each other
  • you think he’s overworking himself and he thinks you’re being over dramatic
  • but eventually in the middle of the night after the two of you fought
  • he’ll come upstairs from the couch and lay in your bed and pull you close to him as a way of saying sorry
  • he’ll whisper “y/n i love you”
  • you’ll just hum and roll over so your forehead is touching his chest
  • when you cry he’ll just put you on his lap and stroke your hair and wipe your tears from your eyes
  • and when he’s upset
  • you’ll sit with him and stroke his face and remind him of the inside jokes you two have
  • he always thinks about how grateful he is for you

other members versions coming soon!

It’s Hard Enough - Cooper!Reader X Jughead Jones

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead

Hi love! Could I please request a fluffy Riverdale imagine where the reader is Betty’s little sister by a year who receives the same pressure from their mom, but hides it well from her sister and everyone else, when she is actually completely overwhelmed and stressed out to the point where she’s having an anxiety attack and Jughead or Veronica helps her?

Just because I love him, I chose a Jughead x Reader prompt. But, anon, if you want one with Veronica please message me!!! And maybe…if you want a Part Two (?)

It’s hard enough being a Freshman at Riverdale High, but you had an amazing older sister who put your mother’s standard too high. Betty is an amazing sister and you love her, it’s just that everyone loves her. After Polly went away and Jason went missing, things started to go further down hill for you. Your mother put unneeded pressure on both you and Betty, but Betty handled so much better. She broke free from your mother’s poisonous ways and started doing things for herself. This left you alone with the overbearing woman and no where to go. You managed to hide the damage your mother was inflicting upon you quite well. So well in fact that your sister and her friends thought you were just fine. The first day back to school, that changed.

“That’s really great Archie!” Betty said, shooting the redhead the most adorable heart eyes. You nodded in agreement as you listened to Archie's’ music demo. You were about to speak up when everyone at the lunch table turned their heads. “Can I sit?”

You turned and saw a very pretty Sophomore standing near the table. “Veronica! Yeah, sit!” Betty said, giving her a sweet smile. Kevin moved over, allowing you to make room for the girl to sit next to you. “What song is that? It’s really good but I haven’t heard it before.”

“It’s Archie’s demo.” You said, and the girl looked at you in confusion. Betty laughed, “Sorry, Veronica, this is my little sister Y/N. Y/N this is Veronica, she just moved here from New York.” Veronica gave you a kind smile and a hello which you tried to copy as best you could. You just weren’t feeling it today. Veronica must’ve picked up on it because her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Yeah, I thought we’d have to pretend to like it but, it’s actually really great.” Kevin said causing Archie to smile softly. You smiled a little too, happy that at least one person you knew was doing something good in their lives. “You are alright?” Veronica asked while Kevin and Betty discussed Archie’s future in the music business. You just turned to look at her and with no answer, you got up and left the table. You felt tears gathering behind your eyes as you walked past Cheryl Blossom’s table, you heard someone in their group mutter “freak” and you suddenly were pushed over the edge. You picked up your pace and walked quickly back inside the school. You darted towards the nearest bathroom. You felt eyes on you and saw the Sophomore from your writing class watching you. You just walked faster to the bathroom and when inside, you locked yourself in a stall. The weight of everything that had occurred was finally crashing down on you and it was hitting hard. You felt light headed as your mind replayed the conversation of the future you had with your mom, the pressure for success she put on you because God forbid she had another broken daughter. Veronica’s simple question brought all of it back, the family drama that occurred with Polly and then Jason’s disappearance. You were far from alright, but the thought of telling someone that felt more scary than the pressure itself.

You managed to pull yourself together enough where you stopped crying, and got ready for your next period. When you would see your sister and her friends in the hall, you’d just say you had a stomach cramp or pain and went to the nurse. They’d question you and Veronica would be skeptical, but you’d smile and lie your way through the day.  

You told Betty that you had a group project due in a few days and that your group was meeting up at Pop’s. Of course, being the good sister she is, let you go off on your own. “Just text me when you get there and when you need a ride, okay?” You nodded and gave her a fake smile. “I love you Y/N, be safe!” You walked off towards the diner, happy that now you didn’t have to go home for a little while longer.

The diner was basically empty, minus a few usual patrons. You ordered some fries and sat in a booth in the corner. You looked outside the window and saw the rain drops fall against the glass. It was a soothing distraction, taking your mind off the current situation just for a few precious moments. The silence was interrupted by someone sitting in the empty side of the booth. You turned your head quickly and saw the quiet Sophomore from early today. You just stared at him and his odd hat, and he stared at you just the same. “You’re Y/N Cooper, I saw you earlier today in school. We have Writing class together.” You nodded, suddenly getting nervous. “You’re Jughead Jones.” You said, equally as monotone as he did. “I’m not normally one for caring, but what happened today, right before lunch ended?” You swallowed hard at his question, and he saw your unease. “You looked very, very upset, that’s why I ask.” You felt a tear slide down your cheek at his sudden kindness. You wiped it away as quickly as it had appeared. “Everything going on it’s…taking a toll on me, but I’m-” You stopped talking, not trusting your own voice to continue. Jughead seemed to notice and didn’t say a word. He just waited until you composed yourself and continued. “I’m,” you looked into his eyes for a split moment and saw that there was no fooling him, “not fine.”

You found yourself opening up, just a little, to the mysterious boy before you. You mentioned the pressure your mother put you under, that derived from what occurred with Polly and Jason. From there, he started to talk about the summer, the Blossom twins, and how he remembered your older sister. “Polly was very nice. Said ‘hi’ to me even when I didn’t even look at her.”

“That was the type of girl she was.” You said, trailing off. You missed your eldest sister and you knew that Betty did as well. “Maybe,” Jughead started, slightly hesitant, “you should talk to your sister Betty more.” You stared at him quietly as he continued, “If she was under the same pressure she might be able to help you deal with it. It’s just an idea.” He said, and you felt your lips twitch up into a small smile. “Thank you.” Your phone screen flickered on and you saw the time. You hurriedly got out of the booth and stood. “My sister is going to be here soon.” He nodded, and made his way out of his side of the booth. “I’ll walk you out.”

The two of you waited under the rain-guard outside the diner in a calm silence. For some reason you turned and saw him looking at you. “You don’t have to stay. You’ve done enough for me.” He shook his head and looked towards the ground, a small smile played on his lips. “I’m just going to leave you alone when you feel this down.” You nodded, your heart beating a bit faster than before. “Thank you, again.” You whispered quietly, he turned to face you once more. “If you ever need to talk, to someone that isn’t your sister, you can find me in the library at lunch time.” You gave him a soft smile once more and saw the headlights coming from down the road.

“I’ll see you around, Jughead.” You murmured, but he caught your hand before you walked away. “I hope you smile more.” He said in a hushed tone as he slipped a piece of paper into your hand. You looked a his face, his gaze hidden slightly by his dark hair. He pulled away and with one last glance, walked back inside the diner. You darted to Betty’s car through the rain and shuddered when you got inside.

“Get buckled.” She said, “How’d the group project go?” As you finished buckling your safety belt, you turned back to the diner and saw Jughead typing away at a laptop through the window. From a distance, it looked, almost like, he was smiling. You turned to face forward and sighed. “It went pretty well.”  

Anonymous said:

Can I have fics where mccree/reaper/genji/Hanzo/soldier come home from a very long mission and their s/o just jumps on them and clings to them and showers them with kisses because they missed them so much?

((Of course you can Anon! These will be short fics so I don’t bombard the dashboard but I hope you enjoy them! - Mod Tez))


It has so far been roughly two weeks since the last time you’ve physically seen Jesse McCree. Poor guy was stuck in a mission he couldn’t persuade himself out of. He promised you he wouldn’t come back hurt. Taking his word you waited for him. Not like a dog though, because if you sat infront of the door waiting your butt would go sore.

You kept the house clean and didn’t let yourself feel blue because of the cowboy’s absence. You’d have to apologise to him once he got home because you sprayed his cologne around the house so you could get that Jesse aesthetic in the house.

One night you fell asleep on the couch while watching an old western movie, when you were awakened by a familiar metal clink of spurs. Those spurs meant that Jesse was home so you practically threw yourself over the couch and charged to the front door like Reinhardt charges on the battlefield. Quickly opening the door you tackle the brunette and start peppering his face with kisses..

Jesse laughed heartily and wrapped his arms around your waist, making you slow down with a loving kiss. He pulled back and sniffed the air, “Hun… Is that my cologne you have on?~” he asked, making you blush and hide your face to his chest, making him laugh again, “Suits ya alot (Y/N)~ I’ll get one for you too.” he purred as he kissed your head.


You thoroughly cleaned up your house. Reaper was away on a mission and you knew he liked coming back to a clean house. So far Reaper has been away for three weeks and you were unsure how much longer he’d be awake. He sent you a small calendar with pictures of the ocean for every month last week. You knew he wasn’t a very physically or vocally loving person that often. So small gestures like these felt very heartfelt.

The night he came back you  had stayed up but huddled in your bed, holding a pillow to your chest as a self comfort tool, when you felt a shift in the air and a cold hand gently brushing your hair as you felt a cold weight huddle next to you.

Shifting to face the man who was still in his work clothes you gently reached a hand out and placed it in the darkness of his hood. He chuckled a little at you sticking your hand in his hood and shifted his hand. Gently guiding your hand to his cheek as he brushed your knuckles with his thumb. You smiled at him and he shifted closer to you, obscuring your eyesight with his chest as you felt his rough lips press gently on your head. It was a silent welcome back and a silent way of saying how much you love each other.


Genji had gone away back to Nepal for a few weeks to go through a giant meditation session with Zenyatta in order to release all the stress from working with the recalled Overwatch. He had left some of his clothes in the house so you had taken the duty of wearing them constantly. They smelt like green tea and a little oil from his mechanic parts, but it smelt just like him and kept you at a peace of mind. Surprisingly to the point you sat in places silently and tried to meditate.

After every time you meditated you’d feel  so relaxed that you spent your time being productive. You got yourself to try out green tea while you read books and played video games.

The day Genji returned he was surprised the house was silent and you were meditating with a hoodie of his on the couch so he silently managed to sit next to you without disrupting you and he sat next to you. Meditating, and about thirty minutes after he came back you finally realised that the smell of green tea was stronger and you opened your eyes, turning to face the meditating man beside you.

You smiled and kissed his visor where his cheek would’ve been, but he remained unmoved so you got off the couch and made tea. Coming back with the hot drink you lied down and rested your head on his lap. “I missed you so much my sparrow.” you said as he took a deep breath in and started gently caressing your hair with a hand as the other rested on his lap.


The Japanese man had gone away on a mission. So far it had been five weeks since he had last seen you but he had sent you some small gifts. One of them was a blue scarf that you’d now wear every day.

The day Hanzo returned you had climbed up to a cherry blossom tree and just calmly watched your surroundings until you heard soft footsteps. You turned your head and looked down to see Hanzo, dressed in his normal dressing with his bow over his shoulder, next to his arrows. 

You climbed down the tree and bowed your head slightly, Hanzo did the same but didn’t bow as long as you, it was a greeting and a sign of who has the higher position. But afterwards you asked, “Can I hug you please?” since you knew he wasn’t a fan of contact that much.

He sighed and gave a small smile, “Yes you can…” he said quietly and opened his arms a little, letting you huddle up to him and hide your face on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you, rubbing circles on your back with a hand, “私は だいすき です.”* he softly said in Japanese as he rested his head on the top of yours. “I love you too Hanzo.”

*(”I love you”)

Soldier 76

Jack would often work himself near death. He had been out on a mission for five months now. Sure you were worried but at least he’d call once a week so it wasn’t as hard to pull through. You kept the houseclean and made food for yourself, because god if Jack found a single pack of packaged food he’d flip. He was always a homemade food kid.

The night he returned was as if it was the second coming of Jesus. You had been sleeping when you awoke from a loud thud. You sat up and groggily rubbed your eyes as you felt the bed shift under a foreign weight. Turning a little, you came face to face with Jack who pulled you in his arms tiredly.

You slowly gasped a little and kissed his neck and jawline as he gently petted your hair, humming in satisfaction. “You’re back!” you yawned out as he hummed again, “Yeah I’m back darling.. Sorry I woke you up.” he mumbled as he kissed your forehead and pulled back a little. He gently caressed your cheek with a calloused hand, gently rubbing out some tears from your half lidded eyes.

Jack smiled at you and pulled you in a hug as he lied down, “Let’s get some sleep now soldier. I missed hugging you like this..” he said as he closed his eyes with you hugging him tightly, your head resting on his chest as you heard his heartbeat lull you back to sleep.

I’m still v emotional from today’s episode but also really wanted to post this because apparently, I missed not only one but two birthdays.

So first of all, very happy and very late birthday to the loveliest @bleulily!! I just wanted to say that I’m so glad we started talking and I love screaming with you about yoi, keep being your awesome self! 💕

Secondly, happy birthday to my sweet sinnamon roll Yuuri Katsuki. We’re all very proud of you <3

What even was that episode of SPN?

The Colt is back (gonna be honest, I don’t even remember how the Winchesters lost it in the first place).

Azazel wasn’t the only yellow-eyed demon. Two more are still out there. For the briefest second I had hoped that it was Azazel we saw tonight. Now I’m having a ton of Azazel feels because I miss him so much.

Cas said “I love you” before saying “I love all of you” because that first one was obviously directed at just Dean.

LUCY!!! And, even better, MARK!LUCY!!! I was not expecting that.

It’s like they knew I was going to have a yucky day today so they chose to air this particular episode tonight.

Sometimes, praying is hard. I know, i do. Not because theres so much going on in your life, you have time, you have space, but its the willingness to pray that isn’t there. You’re deplated.. of faith. Some days you feel so good! So full of love and motivation and you do better, and your imaan feels high, and then.. it just.. goes. You miss a prayer. Maybe two, maybe a whole day.. and you feel guilty, and you want to change, so you tell yourself i will do better tomorrow, maybe if i pray i will feel better and i will keep praying, but… then you miss them again, and you tell yourself the same thing. Again and again and again. It happens for a week, perhaps two. Perhaps even longer. It happens. Then one day you break, and everything gets too much, so you force yourself to go talk to Allah, sincerely. You ask for forgiveness, while choking on the tears you held in for so long, and feel a kind of pain you haven’t felt in a while, a pain that is self inflicted, but Allah forgives you, and helps you find relief every single time. You feel better now, you thank Allah for helping you feel better, and this feeling lasts, and you feel good all over again. And you pray for that feeling again, but it doesn’t happen. And then the whole cycle starts from the beginning. You feel up, then down, then even more down, then up.

It happens. I get it, but as long as you keep trying, thats what matters.

Allah is always there for you, always there to listen to you, to get you back up every time you fall. To find you when you feel lost and in the dark. Allah will provide you with light time and time again. Don’t lose faith, you might feel down now, but as long as you try and you feel that guilt, slowly but surely Allah will guide you back to Him.

  • dally: i just miss johnny so much man. i hope he's okay and i hope that if he comes back i can stop being such a douche. cause i just block out all my emotions all the time cause i don't wanna get hurt, ya know? but he's like the light of my life. he makes me feel, man. and i just wanna protect him from all the bad things that keep happening to him but i can't actively do that because if i do then i'll blow my cover and everybody will find out how i feel and if i even admit how i feel to myself it'll ruin everything so i just have to protect him from a distance, but i feel like that isn't enough and it hurts. and now i really can't do anything because he's in a fucking church and he's gonna die in like two chapters and i can't take that. he's what's been keeping me going. i want to be a better man for him, because he deserves that you know. but it's hard and i feel like i'm not enough and i never will be enough and he's too pure and so i'll just ruin him even more. and sometimes i lie to myself and say everything will turn out fine but i know it won't. we're greasers and he just killed a kid and i can barely take care of myself let alone him. which i don't need to worry about too much i guess because he can hold his own in a rumble and stuff and he takes a shit ton of beatings from his old man. ugh i hate thinking about that. i wish we could both just go out in the country and live alone with a couple horses. maybe a dog, but it'd be his dog cause animals don't like me except for ponies. not ponyboy though i'm pretty sure that kid hates me. but it wouldn't matter cause it'd just be me and johnny cakes in a little country house with no worries at all. man i just wish we could be together. the world is fucked but i would beat the shit out of every single fucker in this town for me and him, you know man. he just makes me feel that strongly, y'know?
  • darry: what
  • sodapop: what
  • two-bit: what
  • steve: what
  • cherry: what
  • marcia: what
  • bob: what
  • the store clerk that dally pointed a gun at: what
  • s.e. hinton: what
  • the entire world: what

A couple of doodles for the Goddess!AU because I kinda missed it. Someone asked much earlier about whether or not the markings on a Divine’s body could be a bit similar if they were related, and the answer is yes. So I decided to show case that a bit (as well as use it as an excuse to draw these two) by doing the headshots of Twi and RD’s Divine parents (it’s been a little, so as a little reminder: both Rainbow and Twi are demigods, half god half mortal).

As for the bottom picture, just quick look at how they looked as kiddies! Twi’s about 10 here and Rainbow’s 4. Dash can’t actually fly with those wings, but she can certainly try to. Twi at this point can hover, but not outright fly yet. Dash is also really bad at keeping a shirt on when she was a baby; she’d complain that they constricted her wings. They didn’t, but she had decided that the shirts were the reason why she couldn’t fly yet. x3

I might do this for all of the Mane 6 in this AU; draw them as kids, I mean. They’re really fun to draw. :3

Let’s talk about BangHim for a minute.

I’m having a lot of BangHim feels these days because of how much I miss Yongguk. I just wanted to let everyone know how MUCH I love these two. 

First of all, the name. BangHim is probably the most iconic ship name out there <3. But other than that is the immense amount of love and respect Yongguk and Himchan hold for each other. They’re the two hyungs of BAP and very close in age so its obvious they’re very comfortable with each other. They’re the mom and dad of BAP and will fight anyone who comes for their kids. 

Himchan knows how hard Yongguk works. How he doesn’t sleep without writing lyrics or composing new music. He knows the kind of shit Yongguk probably goes through when he has to deal with TS. Himchan knows. And I think that’s one of the very main reasons Yongguk is different around Himchan. Yongguk talks to him and lets him know. We all know Yongguk is big softie at heart but he puts up this facade or wall when he faces the world/industry to show hes strong, and he is very strong. But we all get to see that softness and HUGE gummy smile when he’s with Himchan. When Himchan makes a stupid comment or just simply exists tbh Yongguk just stares on and smiles. It’s really amazing. 

Then, we have Yongguk who truly appreciates Himchan for the person he is. When Yongguk is tired or unwell, like now that he’s taking a break for his anxiety, Himchan steps in. He becomes a temporary leader and manages the members well, and gives Yongguk the assurance that everything will be okay even if he’s not there. It’s a lot of responsibility to be the leader of a group, they probably get separate training for it in the beginning, but the fact that Himchan can so easily step into the position for the time being is mind blowing. It’s very subtle but we see it when they get an award, when there are mistakes in stages (Himchan apologized personally, for something that was out of their control), and making sure the boys are in line, so to speak. Of course, Himchan will always be the clown of BAP and it doesn’t seem obvious but he’s always watching out and encouraging and supporting the boys. 

Another reason I love this pair is because of the mutual acknowledgements of both their talents. Yongguk is an amazing rapper, song writer, composer, you name it. Everyone knows that, Himchan obviously knows that. Himchan’s talents aren’t as well known by the public but Yongguk sure as hell knows. Himchan’s basically a musical genius, he can play almost every instrument out there, and has perfect pitch (said by Daehyun), and has a such a beautiful and raw sound. Yongguk does his best to incorporate Himchan’s knowledge in their songs as much as possible, for example in No Mercy, they incorporated Korean Classical Music, an area Himchan excels in. And now in their recent albums, the increase in Himchan’s lines. 

Alright, this went from a minute to a few minutes, but it’s okay because BangHim is love. They’re amazing members, they’re amazing friends, and the’re brothers tbh. They’ll always support one another and have each other’s backs. 

Dance With Me

Fandom: Stranger Things 

Character: Jonathan Byers 

Reader Gender: Female 

Summary: While taking a drive, you and Jonathan also take a trip down memory lane when a certain song comes on the radio 

Warnings: Mild Swearing 

Word Count: 1865 

Author’s Note: I literally got this idea because I remembered this song existed while listening to Should I Stay or Should I Go by The Clash lmao so here it is 

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Hwarang: Hansung.

The only reason I started watching this drama was Kim Taehyung, but I admit that after the first two episodes it got me hooked. But that doesn’t mean that I forgot about Hansung because everytime he appeared on screen I started smiling like a fool and feeling so proud.

Before the drama started and the character pictures were posted, everybody was sure that Hansung looked like that character that will die. I just laughed it off, “they wouldn’t kill him on his first drama”, but now…

Now it became true and I can’t really blame anyone, yes they did me so dirty, making me cry till I’ll drown in my own tears and it was the first time I sincerely cared about a character, and seeing him go… I just, it felt so real, and he only wanted happines and peace, Hansung.

I’m happy that there are only two episodes left, because otherwise I don’t think I could’ve watched it till the end, without my heart breaking while waiting for Hansung to appear.

I want to applaud Kim Taehyung for his acting and for being such a wonderful person, and… I can’t wait for his next drama. * but i swear to god if he dies in that too i’ll cut somebody*

Man, I remember when I was a sophomore in high school playing viola for the first time ever, and I was the only student to honestly complete the required practice logs for orchestra every day, plus some. I practiced two hours minimum every day after school because I just loved it so so much and lost track of time. Back in high school, I was the girl who would get excited about next year’s choir repertoire, and know it by the time school started because I had excitedly listened to the music all summer. I’d sing rep in the shower all the time.

I’m a music major in college now, and I wouldn’t change my major for the world. I still love it, but I miss the excitement that drove me to excel and immerse myself the way I used to. I hope I can find that again one day.


“I didn’t think you’d show.”

Westley shrugs, his eyes lighting up at the sight of Madeleine’s beautiful, beaming face. “I thought I told you, Maddie. I’d like us to be friends.”

“Well good,” she grins and tucks her arm around Westley’s bicep. “Because as much as I hate to admit it, I’ve really missed you.”

He nods and takes a deep breath, desperately trying to quell the throbbing of his heart as it races through his chest. “So what is this place?” West asks in what he hopes sounds like a cool and collected tone of voice. “Some sort of carnival?”

Madeleine gasps and swivels around to face him. “How have you lived in Bridgeport this long and never been to the boardwalk?!”

“I didn’t know it was here?” he says, chuckling at the look of astonishment on her face. “What’s so great about it?”

Shaking her head, Madeleine grabs his hand and drags Westley forward. “So much to do!” she mutters. “So little time!”

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Why losing a best friend can hurt the same or ever worse than any romantic relationship

Sometimes the bond between the two of you is stronger than words can describe
She was my ride or die
We were always together and when we weren’t it didn’t feel right

Friendships usually last longer than most romantic relationships and you aren’t told that friendships end as well
I never saw us parting because we were two peas in a pod
We were basically sisters and family doesn’t quit on eachother
But that’s the thing
We didn’t
We just faded
We grew in two separate directions that sometimes have cross streets
But that’s not enough
I want to grow on our own but have every cross street possible
I don’t want our roads to be parallel
I want them to come back together at some point
I miss you so much and I hope you miss me too

A lot of times you can get over a breakup because the relationship wasn’t that long or you can convince yourself that they were a horrible person deep down
But we all know our former best friend was the best freaking person to walk the planet
That’s why we loved them so much

So thank you, my former best friend, for showing me what it means to be a great person. For showing me how to love other people as much as I love my family. If you ever see this please know you can always call me. Because family is forever.

—  An open letter to my former(ex) best friend
Dating Park Jimin would include:

Okay…so this is my first time ever doing one of these! I do hope you like it, if you do comment and I will start taking more requests! 

Originally posted by cloudjimin

·         Getting called every morning and night because he wants to hear your voice.

·         He’d be face timing you while he is at practice and the other boys would be there teasing him!

·         He’d send you pictures while he was at the gym working out…just so he could show off.

·         Once he got back from practice there would be a heap of cuddles!

·         Like oh my god, he would just wrap you in his strong arms and kiss your forehead and mumble about how much he missed you today.

·         Movies until like three am.

·         You two would always be blasting music and singing your hearts out 24/7.

·         He’d always be talking about you to the other members! He would never shut up!

·         Endless amount of cuddling. There would probably be a time when Jungkook walked in on the both of you pretty much glued to each other.

·         “Hyung…we have practice now…”

·         “Go away Kookie, five minutes.” And then you would have to convince him to get up but he’d just pull you closer and hold onto you more tightly.

·         HEAPS of little innocent kisses!

·         You wouldn’t even expect it! Like he would come up from behind and kiss your cheek and then go back to whatever he was doing.

·         Coffee dates!

·         You’d just have those super cute dates where you are out all day and then you don’t get home to around 10 pm.

·         BaCk HuGs!!! SO MANY BACK HUGS

·         Like you would be doing something and then out of know where he would come up from behind and wrap his arms around your waist pulling you into his chest. Then he’d kiss the top of your forehead because he is a bloody sweetheart!

·         Either short and sweet pecks or long and passionate kisses, both are totally awesome!

·         Overall Jimin would just be showering you with love 24/7 and that is really all anyone needs!

~ These GIF’s are not mine! ~


There’ll be sweets and cake (*‘▽’*)♪
I just have one thing to say: *aherm*…Backgrounds? What are those *laughs nervously*

Decided to draw my sans and frisk from my first AU, YureiTale, for Valentines day. I missed them so much ≥﹏≤

I know i’m speeding up the years for these two(frisk here is 20 and sans is around 29) but i really wanted to draw this pic ;^; And no, Yurei!Frisk doesn’t get old, they can only change their appearance due to the fact that they’re a spirit.

Yuu, Suzu, yureitale© moi
Undertale, sans, frisk© toby fox

Kylo Ren x Reader College AU HC's

-Kylo formally Ben is a family ‘friend’ of yours from your town, you two never really got along

-You haven’t seen him at the past couple of
holiday breaks for a few years, his parents say that they miss him and that they haven’t talked

-He doesn’t like you much because his parents treat you so well when they never are that nice to him, his parents love him but misunderstand him

-One Thanksgiving break a guy pulls up to the Organa Solo house on a sleek black motorcycle in a strange helmet

-The man takes off the helmet, unveiling a thick curtain of black locks. You swear you can see his tattooed bicep glint in the sunlight, this boy is thicc as fuck

-This is the first time you meet Kylo Ren, he looks just like Ben, but also entirely different. He doesn’t smile as much, he wears a septum piercing and all black. A certified punk

-It does not start off well for you two, he’s sarcastic and it comes off as mean to you since he’s still resentful of you

-Later after the chaos of this family encounter you find yourself alone by a dying fire with Kylo Ren, you ask him why he changed his name

-He brushes you off saying you wouldn’t understand, but counter this by saying that maybe if he gave you a chance he’d be surprised at how understanding you were

-He tells you and your kind response gives him the ability to open up more, you two stay up really late catching up and laughing about past encounters

-At the end of the night he kisses you, and it leads to a steamy encounter from years of unresolved sexual tension

-Both of you agree that it was a mistake, unsure of your feelings and everything seeming like it was happening too fast

-This bothers Kylo for a long time, he wish that he had been nicer to you, regrets that he let you get away as you were one of the best that he’s ever had

-Eventually at graduation, the point were everyone finally gets the courage to either burn bridges or make new ones you tell Kylo that you didn’t regret the night you spent with him and that you’d like to have more encounters like that, that you wanted to be with him as you thought that he was a great guy

-He’s flustered but overjoyed and accepts, it’s the first time you see him grin in a long time

Headcanon Derek sometimes cuddles a pillow at night because he misses his family so much and doesn’t know how to not be afraid of touch any more. So he holds the pillow instead, clutches it tight, because it’s the only thing he’s got now, closing his eyes and thinking of his mom, of Laura, and trying so desperately not to feel alone. 

Headcanon two: the first time Stiles holds him, maybe the first night they spend together, maybe after a particularly bloody battle, and both of them are too tired to think about what holding means, Derek cries, clutching at Stiles’ arm wrapped around him, trying not to shake, hating that he’s already fucking this up before it’s even begun. That is until Stiles whispers, “hey, it’s okay big guy, I get it” and Derek knows he does, allows himself to turn, burying his face in Stiles’ neck, feeling like, for the first time in a long time, he might just be okay. He knows better than to place too much hope in dreams, especially dreams such as forever, but with Stiles holding him, just like this, rubbing a hand up and down his back like a promise, he thinks he might be able to give hope a chance, just this one last time.