let me here to cry forever

anonymous asked:

LISA. If every song from Halbum was a fic, what fic would they be?????

Meet Me In The Hallway

Just let me know I’ll be at the door, at the door
Hoping you’ll come around
Just let me know I’ll be on the floor, on the floor
Maybe we’ll work it out

  • Red Brick Heart : Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn’t expect is a surprise roommate who’s loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he’s ever wanted.

Sign of the Times

Just stop your crying, it’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here

  • Here In The Afterglow1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.


She’s such a good girl 
She’s a good girl 
She feels so good

  • You’ll Breathe Me In (You Won’t Release)  AU where Louis is a 25-year-old driving instructor and Harry is a 17-year-old virgin who’s really awful at seduction, except for the time he gets Louis to fall for him and fuck him senseless and take him on kinky adventures.

Two Ghosts

We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

  • Love Is A Rebellious Bird :  AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who “has made Mozart cool again” according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

Sweet Creature

But we’re still young
We don’t know where we’re going but we know where we belong

I know, we started
Two hearts in one home

  • Never Be : The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

Only Angel

I must admit I thought I’d like to make you mine
As I went about my business through the warning signs
End up meeting in the hallway every single time

  • Gods & Monsters : The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that’s exactly what he did.


And all the boys, they were saying they were into it
Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck

Driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
I’m kind of into it

  • Escapade : In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He’s rich. He’s handsome. He’s reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

Ever Since New York

I need something, tell me something new
Choose your words, ‘cause there’s no antidote
For this curse
Oh, what’s it waiting for?
Must this hurt you just before you go?

  • Empty Skies : For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream – making it big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him.Louis is part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul. He’s still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to complain?


I hope you can see, the shape that I’m in
While he’s touching your skin
He’s right where I should, where I should be
But you’re making me bleed

  • You Are The Blood : A seventh-year Hogwarts AU in which Niall gets all the girls, Liam goes on a journey of self-discovery, Zayn falls in love, Harry wants something more, and Louis tries to figure out once and for all why he, a Muggleborn, was sorted into Slytherin.

From The Dining Table

We haven’t spoke since you went away
Comfortable silence is so overrated
Why won’t you ever be the first to break?
Even the phone misses your call, by the way

  • These Inconvenient FireworksFuture AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall.

Hello, everyone. Can you imagine that it’s been already a whole year since I’ve started playing this fox shaman who has no chill and is honestly one of the worst vixens you’ll ever see? On this day, August 13th I first posted & created this girl’s blog.

To be honest, I didn’t expect to hang out on Tamamo longer than several weeks but…? I’m so happy I was wrong. This Fox just took over my whole life and soul, I sacrificed myself to write her. But seriously, guys, it wouldn’t have been possible without you all here to support me. I’m grateful to all of you and cannot express how happy I am to see every one of you on my dash, to read your threads and see your portrayals. I mean, how in the freaking world there are 1100+ of you here??? HOW

Tamamo helped me meet important to my heart people, she helped me overcome some of my insecurities and fears as well. She became a very important muse to me. I remember how scared I was at first to play her because there was a person who was playing her just amazingly. I actually got the inspiration from that one person. And honestly, I’ve met them again in the same fandom and they said that they like my portrayal of Tamamo! You don’t know how it warmed up my heart, and it still does. Plus, all of you, my dears, are saying that you like my outlook on this kitsune, so I can easily say that I’m downright lucky to be here today and still play this Court Lady.

You know, Fate fandom was my ‘home’ for more than a year. I played as Scathach at first (first indie one / ofscathach), then I was playing as Jeanne D’Arc (ofsacredmaiden) for a long time. My beginning was not the best one, I have to say. I was still learning a lot of things, getting into Fate and stuff. But now it’s easier than before. Far easier. And, once again, it’s all thanks to the people who surrounded me. I was always lucky with you all, you know that? I learn English while reading your threads, I learn more about characters when I see you on my dash, I improve my writing when I’m playing with you. You’re doing so much for me and you don’t even know half of it, guys! Just telling ‘thank you’ is not enough!

So, through the year many people came into this fox hell and stayed. You have my biggest respect and love, guys. Seriously, how in the world you stayed here? This place is a bad combination of furriness, bad jokes, ridiculous memes and heartbreaking angst! This is some spicy stuff pffft.

Well, now off to the bias list, right? I won’t be talking a lot anymore because I already did. <3


These are four people who have been dealing with my idiotic ass for more thna a year and became my besties on this website. Girls, I cannot express how grateful I am to you four and how happy I am to talk to you whenever I can. I’m sorry for rarely messaging you but I just want to say that I never forget about you and that you are taking a special place in my heart. I love you, I wish you all the best and I want you to be happy. 

@catprided , @maetda , @artisthief , @obscuritcs  


These people have been with me through lows and highs, honestly. I cannot express how important they are to me and how much they taught through these months of playing, talking, memeing, destroying each other’s lives, etc. etc. I am not the best talker OOC, which saddens me even though I’m easy-going but damn… Still, you are my sunshines. I’m ready to create temples for you in my room and pray for your health and success, fam. You are really important to me and you are those who I cannot thank enough for sticking with this fox fangirl like me. Most of you know both my good and my bad sides ‘cause you know… We’ve been furendos for some time. Though, I would love to improve and talk to you all more and more to drag you down into the abyss and make your life even worse. Let’s be honest, knowing me, you will either love me more or you will want to throw me into a trashcan like always. I don’t mind either. Lmfao, for these people I always that I’m either gay or straight for them. I’m ready to bring stars down for them and just squeeze the life outta them because of how strong my adoration, affection, and love for these people run. 

@rialoir , @hekigankiseki , @maestroofmuses , @ougonredemption , @heiwanoryu , @mxssias , @believinghxpe@motherfuckingredsaber , @inverted-iris , @bowofbenbulben , @motherfreakingtwinkaleidosticks / @rxgncll , @motherfuckingsonofsurya , @cfvoyagers , @throneofheroes / @chimericlunarmagi , @tiempora , @famiila , @magnificentgoldenking , @dedxctionisms , @ridehercrop , @afleurdelish , @admiralsfleet (and all your blogs!), @xxvernalagniaxx , @blackbcwkitty 


We met this year and you’re still here, dealing with my shit and awful lines. Thank you. You are my dear friends who I haven’t known for long, but damn you are important, guys. You are so precious and full of life that I envy you a little. You’re talented, amazing, magnificent! You are just kings and queens of your muses, guys! Teach me how to do cool stuff like you do. I cannot stop saying this but… Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming into my life and thank you for staying here. You deserve the world. I would send hugs and kisses to you all if I could. Well, I can *sends kisses and hugs*. There.

 @ardenssolis , @regalius , @rosaxui , @oncexfutureking , @tricange , @oncexfutureking , @elysiancia , @recklessmoon ,  @soulofthewildwest / @goldytwoshoes , @depraved-beauty , @warcrowned / @vasavii , @nordiixa / @wariixa , @kingartoria , @codecasted , @primvo , @prospere-risu , @avengerangramainyu , @azuraei , @hokuaii , @hakureimaiden , @wassupmaster , @waitingdawn , @reversedjustice , @motherfuckingpinnacleplaywright , @axphodel , @ofchaldea , @master-chaldeas , @masterlost , @guiiltlcss , @noircisaint , @sollupe , @lotusdreamt , @waitingdawn , @fatefulrider , @labyrinthborn , @sweaterquccn , @fatedlegacy , @fatedorder , @lancerlizard , @anomaliata , @jagarc , @arsnlpn , @licnelle , @sininensoturi , @boargored , @moonlitazure , @maluspuerum + all your blogs! , @steelbanchou@haremprotagonthemoon@generalkuma , @mrtyre@trashcanarcana@stiinged , @pxnchfire , @sabuza , @solarborne + and all your blogs, @devotedspirit , @firstdivisioncaptain , @facadesmiled , @saintstruck , @chivalrybled , @nightwept , @perfectcrimeloveletter , @lancinghound , @bluechulannhound , @obdurcte , @flaracr , @fineoracle , @ginjobs , @tortorem , @scathanna , @paradiseburnt , @rubra-luscinia , @fallen-saint , @pillcger0ftwilight , @sweaterquccn .


These people may or may not follow me, but I appreciate their portrayals and their dedication to their muses. I haven’t talked to you OOC but I want to mention you because of how important you are. They brighten up my dash and I cannot explain how much I love you all for everything you’re doing. I want to say that even though we haven’t talked, I can see how hard you work on improving your own portrayal and ways of exploring your own character. You are someone who I greatly admire from afar; I’m shy when it comes to talking to such amazing people like you, so I just hope that your day is going great and I pray for your well-being, sweets!

@desbearer , @grimmjxw , @despairforme , @lamentis , @dolgelo , @exsuperatus , @uselessreptiile , @ulmash , @hcngyu , @hafuriyuki@ryusxnka , @royal-botanist , @ofiignition , @omindlessdepravity , @princessofknights , @jokerdyne , @pantherdyne , @emperorled , @manypcths , @fortesinfide , @sadistic-sakamaki , @pharaohus , @novelsorceress , @sonofdevraj , @lapuceiie , @ofspartans , @locksfate , @okcmura , @shushc , @kaminaru , @drachenheld , @bopnty , @ululeis , @hellguarded@sikerausum , @iliyovunjika , @loyalbreed , @marsarrim , @legentr , @trickstre , @vilemirror , @stellararrows , @venomousbody , @dorkydoctor + and all your blogs, @maegister , @tinyholygrail , @tragedis , @saintlyhilt , @solisaei , @gllaukos , @frystsnow , @flxgrant , @chaldeasfuture , @mitsuisms , @evitodeus , @gamertard , @bloombled , @hisrisingdawn , @startalents , @coffcedad , @utnapishtims /  @gladioimperatoris , @hiturhexrt + and all your blogs, @hasonhin, @crowise , @dersunder , @retentionsx , @aliienborn , @crowprinced , @heromask , @dxgital-dolls , @searching-mage , @trickstarr , @infernicanit , @godschose , @lunadmired , @perceptivis , @jokeah ,  @hearthievery , @heartpilfer , @shogidol , @neverendinghorizon , @emperxus , @diaboliktheology , @vesselking , @brotheroftheyear , @cutiexpego , @levinspark , @apparatvs ,  @lercvolutionnaire , @leblancbarista , @littlebadger , @whimsydriven , @eusebas , @exitstageentropy , @scsouthernlights , @kniifethrower , @kyoukokiwigiri , @kcguya , @pyrohelion , @ahtede , @caleria , @venustaas , @shinsengumi-no-ken , @queenharumiura , @ofhydrangeas , @miraclereaper , @pierxer , @gentlexbloom , @flamesofguidence , @chevalierxs  , @anorablespark , @circumspects , @mondartmusen , @utahxme .


I want to say one thing: if I forgot to mention someone, I apologize, I usually do that a lot ahaha. But! That doesn’t mean that you’re less important. I want to say that evry follower of mine has my respect and love! The way you put your soul into writing your muse is fascinating! I learn from each and every one of you. So, I want to hank you for being here. I hope your day will go amazing, dear! 

the fall

Sirius Black knew what stunning felt like. He had been stunned several times by the likes of Lily Evans, Remus Lupin and even James Potter when he didn’t behave as he should. He knew what it felt like ever since he was 9 years old because sometimes he just didn’t know when to shut up. So when Bellatrix’ spell hit him, he felt that familiar tingle all over his body, soon he’d fall to the marble floors of the Department of Mysteries, he would feel the cold of the marble all over his skin and Harry would continue duelling for him, he was as good as James was, he could handle that git Malfoy himself.

When he lost his balance, he heard familiar voices that didn’t belong to anyone in the room with him, calling his name, telling him to be careful. They sounded like.. James? 

Sirius felt his body become weightless as he fell backwards, the last thing he heard was Harry’s piercing scream and Bellatrix’ chanting.

I killed Sirius Black. I killed Sirius Black. I killed Sirius Black.

He was falling like you would fall in your nightmares and wake up suddenly from the pull but this time he didn’t wake up. He kept falling like he threw himself from a tall building, it was like the time stood still but he kept falling. When he finally reached the ground he didn’t crash as he should have but he landed gracefully, which didn’t sound very much like him. Sirius felt hard ground behind his back but it wasn’t cold like the marble would have been. He couldn’t really be dead, could he? Bella liked to exaggerate things and Harry could have screamed about something else. Sirius was almost completely sure Bella hit him with a stunning curse, was he weak enough to die from a stunning curse?

Sirius didn’t dare open his eyes as the reality settled in, he didn’t hear Harry or the others in the room, not Moody’s orders nor Tonks’ rapid duelling, he didn’t hear Remus’ strong curses either. For the first time in his life, or his existence was a better choice of words now, he wanted to hear Bella’s screeching voice.


Sirius felt like he was shot in the head. His eyes flew open as he heard the familiar voice of his little brother. Regulus was extending a hand for Sirius to take but Sirius ignored it and pushed himself up. Second shot, this time through his heart. James Potter was standing right there, in flesh and blood. Was this his heaven? As he was thinking about what was going on, Sirius saw the taller boy running to him as his wife slowly walked behind him.

James looked the same as Sirius had left him on the floor that October night, his hair perfectly messy and glasses still crooked. Lily glowed the way she did before the war, the beauty of her heart somehow always reached the surface. They were as Sirius had left them and they were not real. How could they be? When had Sirius been that lucky?

James threw himself at Sirius and Sirius felt himself melt because the way James hugged him hadn’t changed in all those years either and Sirius could feel the warmth radiating from him. If this was a dream, how did he feel that? James kept mumbling “I’m sorry” quietly as he held Sirius tighter. He had replayed James’ hugs millions of times in his head when he was locked up, they always made him feel safe and of all the things that could have happened to him, he never expected this. When James finally pulled back, Sirius could see the warm honey eyes of his brother looking back at him glistening with the tears he was trying to hold back.

“I’m sorry,” whispered James once more. “I’m so sorry you had to live like that and it’s all because of us.”

Sirius didn’t know what to say, did it even matter if he was a part of his imagination? He then stared at Lily who had his hand on her mouth as she always did when she was about to cry, he could see her chin trembling as she tried to keep it in.

“You should see this,” she murmured and pulled Sirius by the hand and now Sirius was looking at Harry who was running after an ecstatic Bellatrix for revenge leaving Remus behind. “I don’t know how he will heal after this.”

“He will Lils, he has so much of you in him.”

Sirius had no idea what was going on, if this was real or not but seeing Harry like that was the second most hardest thing he had to endure. He was so broken, almost as broken as his Moony was, Sirius could feel it from wherever he was. He could hear the way is heart shattered into sand sized pieces but he knew, he knew Harry would get better. He knew his godson. In the two short years he got to share with him, he had seen him grow more and more like James with a heart of gold and he was sure, Harry was strong enough to get over him, too. 

Sirius finally looked away from his godson, seeing that Dumbledore was there and he would be alright, he fixed his gaze on James who was standing right next to him.

“Are you real?” asked Sirius, he couldn’t help but touch James’ face and shoulders and all of them a proof that his brother was standing right in front of him after all these years.


It was Sirius’ time to hold on tight, it could be a lie but he didn’t care, he might be dead but he didn’t give a shit because he had his Prongs back. As stupid as it may sound, Sirius didn’t feel like he was dead, he even felt alive because he had already died on 31st of October fifteen years ago when he had seen James lying on the floor life drained from his eyes. 

“I tried so hard to take him, Lils,” said Sirius as he was staring at Lily Evans’ green eyes and smiling at the thought of how they were the exact same of the boy downstairs. “I never wanted him to be taken to Petunia’s and I’m so–”

Lily hugged Sirius so genuinely, Sirius knew it was her way of telling him that it wasn’t his fault. 

“We should be the ones apologising to you,” said Lily in between her hiccups.

“For what exactly?” challenged Sirius because he really couldn’t see any reason for them to be sorry for. It was all his fault.

“You had to live in Azkaban for twelve years because of us Pads, you lived with those creatures and I watched you, how you lost your senses and your soul–” James began but Sirius raised his hand to shut him up.

“What are you on about?” asked Sirius angrily. “I am the reason you two are– are- are here.” He wouldn’t say the other word, it had been almost fifteen years and Sirius never used that word when it came to James.

“But you were-”

“Nothing makes up for the fact that I was a coward for backing out of being the Secret Keeper,” confessed Sirius as he took a deep breath, he had never said that out loud before. He was a coward and he got his brother and his wife killed because he couldn’t just step up for once. “It should have been me and I should have died for you after all the things you had done for me.”

“I didn’t do those things for you to die for me Pads, I did them because you deserved them. Just like you deserved a happy life, with or without us,” argued James as he pushed his glasses up to rub his eyes softly. James Potter didn’t like crying, Sirius remembered clearly.

“We can play the blame game forever Jamie, just for once in your life, let me take the fall for you because this time, I need to,” begged Sirius. “Also we forget who the real culprit is because we are like that, we never let another take the fall.”

James smiled warmly at him and Sirius tipped his head to the right to look at Regulus who was now hiding behind Lily, there was no point in avoiding him anymore.

“And may I ask what the hell you are doing here, Reggie?” demanded Sirius angrily. Regulus didn’t belong where James and Lily were, he didn’t deserve to be in the same place as them.

All three of them went silent, Lily and James were most possibly communicating telepathically and Regulus was just staring at his pale hands.

“He died so maybe someday someone might defeat Voldemort,” said Lily quietly and Sirius felt his world come crashing down around him, Lily wouldn’t have lied to make him better but how was that possible? The last time he checked Regulus was a Death Eater. He walked straight to Regulus to look into the identical grey eyes as his, it was almost like looking in a mirror.

“You did what?”

“I never planned it to be a suicide mission Siri but it was. He had-– I still can’t say his fucking name.” Regulus steadied his breathing and picked up from where he left off. “Voldemort had tortured Kreacher and left him to die. I just– I couldn’t find you anywhere so I took the matter in my own hands and ended up here.”

Sirius just gaped at his little brother. The boy he had blamed for being a pawn to his mother had died because of the small possibility that someday someone might defeat Voldemort and Sirius just assumed he died miserably.

“I am so proud of you, Reggie.”

Sirius saw the smile on Regulus’ face widen as he smiled back at him but he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“I am sorry because I wasn’t there for you and because I didn’t protect you from them,” apologised Sirius. “I wasn’t a good brother to you because I was busy being a good brother to Jamie. It never occurred to me that I could do both and I am sorry for that.”

“You were what kept me here Siri, you were the reason I never moved on because I wanted you to know that I didn’t disappoint you,” babbled Regulus as he played with the loose strings of his clothes. “I did that to make you proud and to make up for all the things I did.”

“You are not leaving, are you?”

“No, I won’t leave before I see that man defeated,” replied Regulus with disgust in his voice.

Sirius pulled his brother in to bone crushing hug like he did when they were around 10 years old Walburga was having a particularly cruel day, Sirius hadn’t hugged Regulus like that since he was 12 and Merlin, it felt good.


Sirius could hear the panic in Lily’s voice, not a lot of people knew that but Sirius knew Lily like the back of his hand, okay maybe his left hand but he did nevertheless. Sirius walked with James and Regulus to where Lily was standing rigidly and he saw Harry was now in the Headmaster’s room. Sirius and James had spent considerable time in that place.

Sirius looked down at his godson, he was wreaking havoc in Dumbledore’s room and yelling at the Headmaster with so much anger that Sirius felt like Harry got his temper from him, Sirius had never been subtle about showing his anger however this was different. Harry was yelling because of him and how he had had enough because apparently Sirius’ absence was the last drop for him and Sirius felt his heart drop to his stomach, he still had his heart after all, albeit not beating.

“Can I, um, see Moony from here?”

One question was all it took and before others could reply, Sirius could see Remus, Merlin knows where, with a good supply of Firewhiskey by his side as he stared into oblivion. Sirius slowly realised he was in the room where he kept Buckbeak, why would he shut himself up in that miserable place? Remus was rocking back and forth, Sirius hadn’t seen him do that since he was thirteen, he did that when he couldn’t handle everything going on around him.

He’s gone, he’s gone again. He’s gone.

It felt like all Sirius did was disappoint. The black sheep of the family, the coward that got James and Lily killed, the useless brother and constantly absent lover. Sirius hadn’t realised up until now that being with James meant that he would be without Remus. He had disappointed the man who loved him yet again, he never could do right by Remus and he had left him alone, again

It’s Fine By Me

Originally posted by hunterchesters

Characters - Sam x Reader
Summary - Sam comes back to the bunker to reader
Word Count - 583
Warnings - none, for once!
A/N - Prompt: ‘Fine By Me’ by Andy Grammer. This is part of @wildfirewinchester Meg’s Birthday Challenge! This one turned out shorter than I expected, but I think it works best in the short format. Let me know what you think! (I also refuse to apologize for the inordinate amount of sap.)

You aren’t in the least bit surprised when he trudges into the library room, his hair windswept and blood speckled all over his clothes.

Sam had left a few days ago with his brother, headed out to Colorado on some shifter case. He’d called on the way back, telling you all about how the shifter was a skinwalker instead, and how much he missed having you sleeping next to him at night.

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Happy 5th Anniversary NU'EST!!!

It’s been a long road in these 5 years.
Thank you because even with all the adversities you have gone through, you’ve continued by our side.
We owe you the whole world but even though we haven’t managed to give it to you, you still manage to give it all for us just to make us happy.
Thanks for the laughter, the tears, the good times and also thanks for sharing with us the bad times.

The last days have been sweet-bitter for all of us, but in the end, we are and will continue to be a small but close family in which we fill ourselves with love every day.

Thank you for being my light at the end of the tunnel, thank you for being my sun, my air, my moon and my stars.
Thank you for being my whole life and for letting me be part of yours even in the smllest way.

We will stand and fight for you until the end.

Now it’s time for the Queen to protect the knights!

Thank you NU'EST!
♡ 뉴이스트 + ㄴㅇㅅㅌ♡

170727 Diamond Edge Ending Ments

S.Coups: I prepared a lot of words, but the moment you started listening, I forgot it all. I was about to cry, but if I do, the members will tease me. You’ll always be by our side, right? Then Seventeen will always make music for you, and love you. Let’s walk together forever.

Jeonghan: I’m thankful for being able to perform in front of our pretty Carats. If you ever miss us, I think it’ll be nice to think about the memories here at Saitama Arena. Since Carats always give us lots of strength, Seventeen will also work to make you happier next time we return.

Joshua: It’s an amazing thing that we are able to have a concert in such a large performance stadium. It’s because of all of you that we are able to stand on such a great stage, and I wanted to express my thanks for that. Thank you thank you so much, and I love you a lot. 

Jun: I think we (Seventeen) feel lots of gratefulness towards Carats. Like the sun that gives light, I think it’s because we have all of you that we are able to shine more on stage. I was so happy for these past two days.

Hoshi: I won’t think that it’s a guaranteed thing for so many Carats to come (for us). I promise to remember the love you give us and to keep thinking of you when we go back. I think I’ll really really miss you.

Wonwoo: I think we had a really great time with today’s stages, and that this moment where we are excitedly playing together is a very happy one. We should perform again like this with all of you next time too. We’ll work to be able to surely show you a better stage next time.

Woozi: It’s a pity that there are no better words to say than ‘thank you’. I want to give you more thanks, but I feel unable to do that, for which I am sorry- and I feel that I should have worked harder. Although today’s concert has ended, Seventeen and Carats are not over. Next time, we’ll come and show you our better selves.

The8: I suddenly thought of this. “The sun shines during the day. The moon shines during the night”. I think that I shine on this stage in front of Carats. Thank you for letting me shine like this. Were you all happy today? That’s all I need.

Mingyu: If love is an emotion that can affect a life, I think that it’s all of you. I might experience a lot of emotions throughout my life, whether they be tiring or sad, but I can overcome them if I think of you. To all of you as well, if you’re tired or sad, I wish for you to overcome it by thinking of us. 

Dokyeom: I was so happy these past two days it made me wonder if I’m allowed to be this happy. I wish for everyone here to experience lots of happy things. I think it’s true that our hearts are always together. We are always in Carats’ hearts, so don’t worry. 

Seungkwan: I wonder if it’s okay for us to receive this much love. I won’t forget the love you give us, and take responsibility, and work hard for our next stage. Every single gaze and motion and voice that watches over us affects us deeply. It’s lovely.

Vernon: I think that it is a very happy thing to be able to perform in front of all of you. To all of you, who give us these experiences, I give you my sincerest thanks.

(original transcript credits to HOSHI_hari)

kor > eng trans: jeonheart.tumblr.com

[Chan’s ment wasn’t provided ㅠㅠ I will add his if I end up finding it]

3 Billion Dollars [Part 17] - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by marikaa977

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t exactly go the way he hoped.


Warnings: swearing and suggestive thoughts

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A/N: Sorry, this is extremely late.So part 18 will be out Monday, cause I apparently work better at night. I hope you guys like today’s Sin Sunday! It was my third attempt at smut and the first one that I have ever posted! I have another one, unholier one, on the way. Inbox is always open, please tell me what you think! Enjoy the chapter!

~ Admin Brooklyn


Ji Yong hadn’t left your side since then. He always held onto some part of you, and after what had happened, you didn’t care. You had stayed by his side, the grip on his hand tight as he led you down the comforting hallways you’ve grown to know. The now comforting walls of the hallway welcomed you back, and relief flooded your tense mind. You were home again.

“You’re gonna be sleeping in my room,” Ji Yong said. You looked up at him and nodded your head in understanding. He smiles down at you and pulls you closer to him. You lean into his chest, breathing in his scent. God, you missed it.

“I’m gonna stay with you too okay?” His hand cupped your cheek, running his thumb over your skin lightly. You nod your head, not finding your voice at the moment. He kissed your forehead, bringing you a sense of security. He pushed open his bedroom door, walking in with you. You sat down the bed, Ji Yong standing right in front of you. “I’ll be right back baby girl, I’m just gonna grab an extra towel and stuff. I’m pretty sure you’ll want to shower.”

You nodded your head and watched as he left the room. It took a minute, but you let everything that happened soak in. You were drugged, sexually harassed twice, starved, beat, and threatened. People touched you in places you didn’t want to be touched, and you hated yourself for it. You couldn’t stop him. You couldn’t stop them the first time they came in. You couldn’t protect yourself. All that training, for nothing.

Ji Yong opened the door, holding up a towel and a toothbrush. A small smile was on his face. “I got your tooth brush too-”

He stopped talking as he saw you crying. He rushed over to you, setting down the supplies on the side of the bed. He held your hand and cupped your cheek, trying to get you to look at him. “Baby girl, what’s wrong?”

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Crude Confessions and Passive Aggression (Thievery Pt 3) | Peter Parker x Reader

request: yup, my original idea, but y’all asked for a p3 so here it is!

summary: peter and ned come clean, reader is really hurt by the sheer amount of time that she didn’t know. takes place after the events of homecoming

warnings: language (pretty mild)

IMPORTANT: tiny is the kid who was playing chess and talked to ned, and he was the person in the bathroom when peter saw happy

word count: 2237

part 1 part 2 


“So, I guess the spider is out of the bag.” Ned commented from behind you, sending a shock of surprise through you. Disbelief, however, being the emotion most present within yourself at the moment.

“Ned knew?” You could speak in only a weak whisper at this point. This was too much. Peter dipped his head in shame. Why wouldn’t he tell you? You only ever made yourself completely open to him. Apparently, he didn’t value honesty in your relationship as much as you did.

“Ned, can we please have a second?” Peter uttered, his attention still fixated on the floor. Ned’s face drooped, looking kind of hurt, but when he turned to face you and saw the pain on your own face he gave you a small smile of encouragement and walked back towards the living room.

“Peter, why would you keep this from me?” You questioned, taking a step further into the dark room. Peter kicked aside a rolled up T-shirt and and wrung out his mask relentlessly.

“Please, Y/N.. You have to understand. This is really dangerous, what I do. I only wanted to keep you safe, I put everybody around me in jeopardy when they know what I can do.” His face was looming with sorrow, it already hurt him to have to keep it from you, but you finding out this way was somehow worse.

“Peter, you saw what happened yesterday, we worked together so well. I can handle myself, and danger is a part of life. You can’t protect me from the world, but you can let me help you through this.” You noticed your unspoken feelings manifesting in silent tears rolling down your cheeks. Peter took a step toward you and wiped it away with an outstretched hand.

“I’m sorry. I just-” He cleared his throat unsuccessfully, “I care about you.” His eyes were swimming with tears and you could feel your stomach wrenching but you couldn’t fully push aside the anger at him.

“Clearly not enough to tell me the truth, Peter, I have felt-” You began to cry and tried to finally bare your feelings to him. It was time to just tell him how much you loved him, oh my god… I love him? But he shushed you.

“Please, please don’t leave me. Look I’m freaked out Y/N! I’m only 15 and I’m only just figuring out how to do this! I really fucked up here, I should have told you, of all the people I should have told-” Peter began to cry, not loud, but you could see the tears streaking down his face and you could hear the small intakes of breath that signified his distress. You couldn’t let him be this upset anymore. You swiftly closed the space between you and cupped your hands over his face lightly.

“Peter, why would I ever leave you? We have been best friends forever, I was just upset. Peter I just want you to trust me with anything… and I thought we had that.” Your voice cracked in the middle but you refused to look away from his eyes, who, in their own right, did not leave your gaze. When you finished speaking he opened his lips as if to say something, and then closed them promptly like he suddenly thought otherwise.

You could feel his gaze burning your pupils as it intensified. He lifted his calloused hands to your cheeks gently, coming to a position that mirrored yours and then tilted his head down and brought your lips together. Your stomach flipped and you felt hot and tingly all of a sudden. The feeling of his soft lips against your chapped ones was luscious and this was all you ever wished for.

“I never didn’t trust you, Y/N. I didn’t trust myself to protect you. Mr. Stark took my suit away after I failed him at one point and I felt inept to take proper care of you.” Peter pulled his head away, but only far enough that you could still feel his warm breath on your now cold lips. This was all a lot to take in at once, Tony Stark? So this was the internship? He took the suit? And through all the confusion you still managed to feel a little smile at the use of an SAT word sprinkled in his apology, Spider-man or not, he was still Peter Parker.

“So I guess Tony made the suit for you? If he took it away?” Peter smiled about the fact that you always just understood, you picked things up so fast and always seemed to be on the same wavelength.

A knock interrupted your conversation and sprung you and Peter from your close proximity to opposite walls of the small room. “Yo, guys. Are we good yet?” Ned peeked his head in and cocked an eyebrow at the bizarre position you guys were now in.

“Yeah, Ned. Come in.” You capitulated.

The rest of the night was spent talking about Peter’s adventures as Spider-man and his fights with the Vulture.

The weekend came and went with you doing chores and homework. It was Monday again and you had Peter and Ned in your sights, standing on the front steps of the school and waiting for you. You were all kinds of nervous considering you and Peter had not talked about the kiss since it happened.

“Hey, Y/N!” You heard Michelle yell to you. You turned slightly to address her.

“Hey Michie!” You called her by her nickname.

“I told you, my friends call me MJ!” She got all heated, her cheeks turning a deep red and a small curl falling over her right eye, which she batted out of her way with a quick swat of her pinkie.

“Michie, I have been friends with you and I’ve never called you that. Listen I gotta talk to Peter, I’ll see you later.” Michelle nodded reluctantly and then flipped you off, sweeping her finger like a bow. You just chuckled under your breath, that was just how she interacted with you.

Peter’s face lit up and Ned gave you a quick fist bump as you joined them, “Hey Y/N. We forgot to tell you,” Ned’s eyes were lit up with excitement as he lowered his voice to a whisper- that only made them seem more suspicious, “Peter’s suit has a little robot woman in it named Karen and she’s-”

“That’s cool Ned, hey I gotta go, see you later.” You brushed him off and pivoted away, walking briskly through the labyrinth of students, thanking your lucky stars that it was so easy to disappear.

Michelle looked skeptical when you slid onto the chemistry stool next to her with an angry huff. “I take it lil Peter pissed you off?” You glared at her from the corner of your eye as you shoved your cheek onto your fist.

“Yeah, he just kept something from me…” Your eyelashes fluttered in exasperation.

“Did he have a good reason?” Michelle always asked the right questions, she could always assess a situation calmly before taking a position.

“Yes, but he shouldn’t have kept such a giant thing from me, I know I shouldn’t be mad at him but I am.” You could feel your heart beating faster and faster.

“If you were him, would you have kept it from him- and DON’T answer right away, I want you to really think about it.” Michelle finally set down the book she was reading and looked you straight in the eyes, which was kind of eerie because she wouldn’t budge. She really wanted you to think this through.

“Michie, you don’t usually care this much,” You tell her, trying to get her to stop focusing on you.

“Yes I do, you are my friend Y/N. And if you think I don’t know that you are head-over-heels, shit-eating-grin, in love with Peter, then you are damn wrong. So get your head out of your ass and figure this out,” She raised one eyebrow lazily and then suddenly got a very raw and sincere expression, “Look, you are one of my only friends and I care about you. Now stop being an idiot.” Her vulnerability was short lived and you snorted when she shrunk back into her book.

“Thanks Michie, you know I love you.” You hugged her unwilling body sideways. Before she could shrug you off the teacher came in and class commenced.

Meanwhile, you remained inside of your head. Sorting out your emotions and trying to decide what to do about Peter. On one hand you thought you absolutely would’ve told Peter immediately and not even thought about it, but on the other, Michelle was right, you probably would have wanted to protect you. But then why did he tell Ned? It then occurred to you that you didn’t even know how Ned found out.

new message:

hey, how did you find out about peter??


ummmm, i went to his house with a lego death star to build and while i was in his room he climbed in on his ceiling, we scared each other shitless


oh okay, thanks


okay thennnnn..?

You set aside the phone and took a breath, so Ned found out by accident too. Peter didn’t just not trust you, he was struggling. You didn’t want to wait for lunch, and you knew that he was in the same hall as you right now, so you discreetly pulled out your phone again, glancing up to see if Mr. Roberts was watching you. That was kind of a joke because none of your teachers are ever “attentive” they are more just… there.

new message:

meet me in the hallway by the trophy case asap

peter the quidditch beater:


You shoved your stool with a squeal, mumbled a “can I use the bathroom”, and grabbed the hall pass. Your stomach was doing somersaults again as you prepared to talk to him again.

“Hey, Y/N. What was this morning about? Are you ok?” Peter looked truly concerned for you. You shook your head, dismissing his worry.

“I’m fine, it’s just that you couldn’t expect me to just be cool with the lie so quickly. Peter, it really hurt that you kept it from me for so long. For weeks you’ve been blowing me off and I have just handled it! But Michie helped me realize that you were worried about me and wanted to take care of me-” Peter’s eyes got really wide then, “OF COURSE I DIDN’T TELL HER. Oh my god Peter, I’m not stupid. It’s just that I don’t understand why you were so afraid to tell me. Especially after Ned found out and nothing happened to him. I don’t underst-” You were spilling your heart to him when he suddenly cut you off to explain.

“Because I’m not in love with Ned.” You stood there frozen, and you could see the moment that Peter’s confession dawned on him. His mouth dropped open and kept moving up and down like he was a fish trying to breathe out of water.

“Peter?” You question taking a step forward.

“I um, I’m in love with you, Y/N. I think I always have been. I didn’t want to tell you because I simply can’t imagine existing in a world where my secret was the reason you were hurt-” This time you cut him off. You wrapped your hands around his neck and lightly tugged his head down to yours. He didn’t resist and you felt his hands snake around your waist and clasp at the base of your spine. Your lips fit into the gap between his and you feel him pull you close.

“I’m in love with you too.” You mumbled against his lips.

“Eh-um guys…” Tiny called from right next to you. You and Peter sprung apart for the second time in the last 5 days to see the proper looking boy gesturing to the water fountain you were standing in front of. Peter looked taken aback that Tiny interrupted us to get a drink, while you found it amusing.

He took his drink, not bothering to be quick about it and then awkwardly stood up straight and walked away, “Bye Tiny!” You called after him, soliciting an awkward wave from him.

You turned to Peter to see his bright red blushing cheeks and look of bewilderment and just gave him a smile, “We are not done here,” You told him mock-sternly, wagging an index finger in his face before pecking him on the cheek quickly and skipping back to the room.

In a small warehouse over in the Bronx there were two figures speaking to one another. One man was large and some sort of gun slung over his shoulder, and the other was sitting back in a folding chair. The figure in the chair raised a navy streaked hand to his forehead, “So there was a girl fighting with the spider kid?” He sounded exasperated.

“Yeah, she helped him catch Marcus, he seemed kind of fond of her. I think we should follow her. We got footage of her face off of Marcus’ body cam?” The tall man suggested, swinging the gun down and tilting his head to the side inquisitively.

“You may be onto something, see if she’s got any ties to the annoying twerp in spandex.”


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I’m here. I am here now and tomorrow and next week and next month and forever. I am not leaving. I will not let you deal with this alone, I won’t let you feel this alone. You have me now and forever. If you need to talk, I’m here. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I am here. If you need someone to kiss your forehead or hold you until the sun comes up or someone to scream at, just to let it all out, I am here. I don’t care how hard you try, you can not push me away. I will not let you self destruct. I love you too much to let you ruin the masterpiece you’ve created out of yourself. You can tell me that you’re unworthy of being loved, you can tell me you’re broken. You can tell me every awful thing you feel and you can tell me all about how much you hate the person you are. But it will never change the truth. It will never change what I’ve come to learn about you. You are so much more.
—  What I need to hear//An excerpt from a book I’ll never write #10
This Is Love.

Genre: Fuff, Dad!au, one shot

Group: BTS

Paring: Jimin x Reader

Summary: You help a kid reunite with his father, his father is pretty hot. He invites you over for dinner, maybe things will blossom from there.

Originally posted by nnochu

“Are you lost?” I asked the small kid who was standing alone in the middle of a busy mall foodcourt.

The little boy didn’t say anything, he just looked at me, his tear were beginning to form. I knelt down to his height.He looked me in the eyes and then proceeded to give me a big hug and burst  into tears. Poor kid, he must be scared.

“My daddy left me here!! He’s gone forever isn’t he!!!” I could barely understand through the sobs.

“No, no. You two just got separated, he is probably more scared than you.” I shushed his crying.

“Really? He is scared?” He stopped sobbing momentarily.

“Well, we have to go find him! I don’t wanna worry daddy!” He said and jumped out of my arms.

I laughed. He grabbed my hand and started running out of the food court. I was alone at the mall and nothing to do all day, so helping this kid wouldn’t hurt.

“Woah! Slow down kid! Lets look around the food court first, maybe he’s waiting for you there.” I said and stopped the boy from running.

“Whats you name?” I asked.

“I’m Gray I’m 6 years old! My birthday was yesterday!” Gray said looking up at me.

“Ok Gray, I’m Y/N, and happy birthday” I said. Gray’s face lit up, he’s such a cute kid.

He was still holding my hand, pretty tight too, he seemed worried. We walked all over the food court.

“Dad!!” Gray called out.

A few men turned to him. i asked if he recognized any of them, he said no. He was on the verge of tears once again.

“Well, uh, maybe we should, get some ice cream. Does that sound good?” I asked to try to prevent the tears from falling.

“Really?!?! Ice Cream? YA!!” He replied.

He grabbed my hand one again, i lead the way to the ice cream shop.

I ordered for us, we both got mint chocolate chip, the kid has good taste. We sat at a small table inside the ice cream shop. He is so small, i really hope we find his father. He was so invested in the cone of delicious frozen goodness.

“So, what does your dad look like?” I asked

“He, he is cute? At least thats what uncle Namjoon says. He is kinda short, he, uh, he has brown hair. He is a good dad. I love him” He said still devouring his ice cream.

“Ok, what does he work as?” I asked. I was just being nosy at this point.

“He works in a small Ramen shop downtown. He works a lot, Uncle Jin is usually hanging out with me when dads not home.” He said. And, of course me being the nosy person i am, i just HAD to know more about this family.

“Oh, uh, how old is your dad?”

“He is, umm,” He stopped and counted with his fingers.

“He’s 26” Gray said while holding up 6 fingers.

“How old are you Miss. Y/N?” He asked

“Oh, I’m 25.” I answered

We finished up our ice cream and went out searching for Grays father once again. We walked for about 20 minutes, Gray calling out for his father, still holding my hand.

“GRAY!!!!!” Someone screamed in the distance.

Gray and I turned to the voice. Gray immediately started crying, he ran up to the man calling his name.

“DADDY!!” Gray shouted as the man picked him up and twirled him around.

I smiled to myself. I am a good person aren’t i. Well, maybe now i can get some shopping done. I started walking away.

“Excuse me, miss?” A felt a hand on my shoulder, i turned to see what i assumed was Grays father.

“Thank you for bringing me my son, can i do anything to repay you?” He asked

“Oh, no no, Im fine, just knowing you guys are together and happy is good enough.” I smiled.

“Well, can i buy you some ice cream or something?” He asked.

“Oh, ha ha, no, me and Gray just had some ice cream actually.” I laughed

“Oh, well i feel like i have to do something for you… Can i make you some dinner some time?” He said. I blushed, he was cute, whats the harm.

“Ok, that would be nice, Im Y/N by the way.” I said.

“Im Jimin. How about tonight? At 5?” He asked
“Thats cool.” I didn’t think, my brain had turned off, my heart was in control now.

“Ok, here is my number I’ll send you the address.” Jimin said.

“Are you guys gonna fall in love?” Gray asked. Jimin and I both blushed and looked away.

We said our goodbye and walked separate ways.

WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! What if he’s secretly a murderer? Nah, he’s too cute to be a murderer. Should i dress casual or like, kinda fancy. A mix. Ooh! I can buy a new outfit and look all cute! My mind and heart were having a nice conversation while i walked around the mall. My mind had taken control once again. I bought cute shorts and a sweater to wear tonight.

I went home and got all fancied up. I looked nice, like, really nice. This is like every love story ever, woman finds child, she reunites child with father, her and the father fall in love, they all live happily ever after.

I went to Jimins house, hoping it wasn’t the wrong address. He answers the door and invited me inside. He live in a small house, There was a small living space and kitchen, and 3 doors which i assumed led to Jimins room, Grays room and a bathroom. Jimin sat me down at the table and walked away. He went in one of the doors. He walked out with Gray. Gray ran up and hugged me when he saw me. SO FRICKIN CUTE!!!!

We ate dinner, Ramen and Kimchi, it was sooo good! When we finished dinner it was around 7 pm ish. So Jimin put Gray to bed and i just sat on their couch awkwardly.

He came out of Grays room and sat next to me. we talked for a longtime.

“So, I hear you work at a Ramen shop” I said.

“Ya, i love it, but it barely pays the bills.” Jimin said.

“Why don’t you just get a different job than?” I asked.

“It was always my dream to either be and idol or work at a Ramen Shop and i want Gray to have the best childhood, full of happiness and all his dreams coming true. And I need money to make that happen. I have my dream job and he has a dream childhood, everyones happy.” He seemed pained.

“What about you? Are you happy? Do you have anything for yourself?” I asked

“Im happy if Gray is happy. I don’t have much, but my sons happiness is good enough.” Jimin said.

I felt bad, I wish i could help them.

Time flew by.

“Oh wow, its getting pretty late” Jimin said. I looked at the clock,it read 11 pm. It is late, but i didn’t want to got, i wanted to stay and talk to Jimin for longer.

“I should get going.” I said, my brain was in control. My heart wanted to stay, so badly.

Jimin walked me to the door. He opened the door, like a gentleman. I stood outside, and he, he leaned in and kissed me. I was internally screaming. We looked in each others eyes for a while.

“Will i see you again soon?” Jimin asked breaking the eye contact.

“Ya, at least i hope so.” I replied. My face was burning.

I went into my car and i just kinda, smiled. My smile was from ear to ear, I was happy. This is amazing. I think this is love. I love Jimin, I love Gray. I love this family, i want to be apart of it.

That was two years ago, Today is my wedding day. My wish will finally be granted, I will be apart of this family. Jimin, Gray and me. Park Y/N.

“Ready?” Someone sad and linked arms with me.

“Come on, mom.” Gray said, he was walking me down the isle.

I tried my best not to burst out into tears of joy. This was the first time Gray had ever called me mom. I like it.

Gray walked me down the isle, Jimin was waiting for me, is he as nervous as i am?

“Go get him, mom.” Gray let go of my arm.

I walked up to Jimin.

We exchanged our vows and rings.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

We smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

The kiss was magical, every moment with Jimin was magic. How can someone be so perfect?

Gray ran up and hugged up both. We are a family. This is happiness, This is love.


lol hi
Remember that one time i said there was too much Taekook on my dashboard and it kinda made me want to make an actual taekook fanfic recommendation? 

It happened, look i have proof.

So yes, people, i am here to serve. And boy, i collected 30 frickity frackity fanfics. All pure quality, i loved every word of them and guys,,,, one of them made me legitimately cry. For 10 minutes. I’m not the crying type let’s just say that okay

oh and, none of these belong to me all the rightful owners will be mentioned next to the titles!! NOW ENJOY BYE

whatta man (good man) by aeterisks

Hickory by rix

- Rich Bitch by mindheist

- Cinnamon Crisp by teatimetaemint

- Catch My Eye by AwkwardBeansidhe

- your happiness is all that i’ll ever need by demiMisanthrope

- all the right wrongs by aeterisks

- King of the Library, Knight of His Trade by madigraye

- maybe we’re all just fools by airplanewishes

- pick me up, buttercup by vppa

- the moon and the stars (are nothing without you) by wowoashley

- it’s you and me (i know it’s my destiny) by florations

- don’t let your love go to waste by krscnl

- Our red scarf (keep me warm) by MirreRover

- chasing rollercoasters by florets

- canceled flights by voyages

- Call Me Tweet Me If You Wanna Reach Me by taekover

- All’s Fair in Coffee and War by expplipo

- Frooty Loopy by 010899x

- i’d give you some violets, but they withered by taehyuungi

- Love Will Always Be a Lesson (Let’s Get Out of its Way) by mindheist

- i just wanna stay in the sun by nikkumeul

- butterfingers by Batman

- Never Let Me Go by mindheist

- Hiraeth by haruguk

- Stuffed Drumsticks and Cotton Candy Kisses by jeonnifer

Alex look away I’m not kidding
- (thought you knew) you were in this song by expplipo
yup, this is the one that made me cry, have fun kids

- dating for dummies by sugasus

- come on, lattice bond by sassyneki

- maps to you by cosmostasis

;) you didn’t realise but here comes the 31th

- Will you be my Forever? by flywithtaetae (kimtaehyungs)

Sooooooo this is it. If you liked some of them or one of them (khm expplipo i’m kidding you’re a wonderful writer) made you cry you know where to find me. I love to suffer in groups and i especially encourage people to tell me about their suffering.

unikitty-03  asked:

Could you do a thing where BTS reacts to finding out about your cutting/depression? I'm sorry if this is to much to ask and it's to much of a sensitive topic to write about. Thank you in advance if you decide to write it☺️

Hi there! Sorry this was so late, school has been absolute hell and I really wanted to sit down and write this properly since it’s such an important issue. I didn’t wanna do it in a rush or half-heartedly. But I’ve finally done it, so I hope it meets your expectations. Remember you can always inbox me if you wanna talk <3 I’ll listen to you if you need someone to vent to.

BTS Reaction to their s/o having depression

Seokjin’s motherly instincts would kick in and he would be instantly concerned. He’d always be asking how you felt so he could make sure he was doing whatever he could at any given moment. He’d just want to make it so that you were okay because he’d hate every second where you didn’t feel up to scratch.

“What can I do for you to make this stop?”

Originally posted by taejinmin


Yoongi would really care about the way you felt at any time, and would constantly say things to build you up so that you could see the wonderful person you truly are. In contrast to his usual uncaring nature, for you he’d be willing to go to the end of the Earth if it meant that you would feel better again.

“You’re stronger than anything – we can make it through this together.”

Originally posted by rmontr


Seeing you upset would make Hoseok upset too since he cares for you so much. He would go to whatever lengths necessary just to see your beautiful smile again. He’d love seeing you happy more than anything else so seeing you in any lower state would be almost unbearable for him.

“I just want you to be smiling more.”

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Rap Monster:

Namjoon would realise immediately that you would feel worthless and stressed so would always be reminding you of your importance. He’d know the true strength you had trapped under the weight of your depression and would strive for you to see that for yourself.

“There are millions of stars in the darkness of the night sky and only the brightest of stars struggle in that darkness. But those bright stars can grow to shoot through the night and amaze people everywhere with their beauty and strength.”

Originally posted by mintsugakookies


Similar to Namjoon, Jimin would be worried you didn’t see the amazing you that he and everyone else sees. He’d be showing his love whenever possible and would always keep up with the way you were feeling so he could always be ready to make you feel better.

“You do know how much I love you, right?”

Originally posted by gotjimin


Taehyung would want to fully understand how you feel and would be on call 24/7 if you wanted him for literally anything. He’d always be there to remind you of all the things you’d done for him, how happy he is to have you by his side and how he’s willing to stay with you forever no matter what.

“You help me out all the time, but now I want to help you.”

Originally posted by anyassi


Jungkook would be as helpful and willing as anyone else and would shower you in compliments if it meant you would feel better, but he would try not to bring it up too much so you wouldn’t feel sad about it. He would do things for you without needing to say a word, like being your shoulder to cry on when you needed to or support whenever you wanted it.

“I’m always here for you. Just let me know when you want me and I’ll always be here.”

Originally posted by jiminrolls

Note: The reason all the gifs are of Not Today is because that song makes me feel stronger whenever I’m feeling upset. It reminds me that I don’t have to let “this” get to me today or tomorrow or the day after that. That I’m strong enough to get through anything :)


Imagine Jimin with a split personality. One side is Park Jimin a total sweet heart then the other side is Baby J, a prostitute serial killer that kills men.
Jungkook is a cop and he has been dating Jimin for a few months and he is also assign to the famous Baby J case who has killed up to 5 men.
When it does come down to Baby J getting caught Jungkook is torn cause Jimin looks so scared and keeps asking why, but when Jimin seems over stress Baby J takes over and Jungkook can’t believe he never notice the signs.
“Jimin is scared in here.” Baby J says and Jungkook wants to cry cause he bet Jimin is.
“Let me talk to him, please.”
“You don’t get too. You said you’d protect Jimin, but you lied.” Baby J says crossing his arms “I have not. I’ll protect Jimin forever.”
“What do you mean J?” Jungkook asks as Baby J leans against the table.
“That I’ll protect him forever.”
Jungkook checks up on Jimin every month in the mental hospital but all the nurses and doctors say that Jimin has never made a appearance.


Baron Corbin was amazing. He chatted with Kev about cashing in - they both agreed he has to cash in if/when Cena gets the title. He gave Lil (the youngest) a hug, and I have no idea why she looks so petrified. He got KT to promise she would scream for him at the show - And she did, so loudly she went hoarse. I said I was going to cry, he asked me not to. I told him I’d waited a long time to meet him and he said “We’re both here now so let’s make the best of it” (GAHH) Then he gave me a really amazing hug. Yes, he smells good. Yes, he hugs tightly like he means it. Yes, I’ll be a fan forever. And yes, I cried anyway and look terrible. 

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Questions for the idiots in love! Domestic style? who uses all the hot water in the shower? who’s stuff is taking over the bathroom counter?

Oh, man, that is not even a close call.

HANNIBAL, for god’s sake, how many hair products does one man need, are you sure these even ARE hair products, this smells like food, are you putting food in my hair? 

HANNIBAL, I think small nations have risen and fallen in the time we’ve been in this shower, and I’m not complaining, I’m really not, you are VERY pretty soaking wet, but shouldn’t we be out of hot water by now?  Just what kind of water heater did you have them install, anyway?

HANNIBAL. I thought we’d reached an agreement about my aftershave.  Where did you hide it this time.  WHERE.  WHERE IS IT.  I JUST WANT TO KEEP ONE BOTTLE ON THE VANITY. YOU HAVE TWELVE BOTTLES AND THREE JARS. LET ME HAVE THIS ONE THING.

HANNIBAL. I concede that we need to keep lube in the bathroom, given past history, but one bottle is enough.  Three strategically stashed around the room is overkill.  Yes, it is. Stop making that face, you know I’m right about this.

HANNIBAL. I need to say something, okay?  You, ugh, okay, you were right about the towels.  These are really good towels.  I feel like I just dried myself off on angels’ wings.  I still think it’s obscene for towels to cost that much, but I get it now.  You are officially in charge of towel choices for the rest of our lives.

…Hannibal?  Hannibal, are you crying?

Fuck’s sake, you can’t cry every time I say “the rest of our lives.”  Try to remember our lives aren’t worth the paper our fake IDs are printed on.  Our lives might be very, very short.  We may not live long enough to ever need to buy another set of towels.  These might be the last towels. 

…ugh.  Come here.  Let me dry your ridiculous tears with this giant fluffy towel.  Maybe we’ll live to be a hundred, it happens.  We’ll get old and cranky together and Jack will retire and they’ll stop looking for us, and you can pick out the towels forever, okay? 

Shhh, c’mere.  It’s okay. The towel is very absorbent, cry all you want.  Might as well get our money’s worth.

Oh, Baby (Namjoon x Reader) Pt. 5

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Pairing: Namjoon/Rap Monster x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Smut/Mafia-ish AU

Words: 4,590

Summary: You were only supposed to have seen him twice. Only twice, no more, but now you’re getting dragged into situations you never wished for and Namjoon just keep showing up.

A/N: earlier I said that this was likely gonna be around 6000 words but I lied–if I had finished writing everything I had planned it probably would’ve been around 7000-8000, and that’s kind of outrageous imo, so. I trimmed it down :p enjoy

A few days go past but your life never seems as it used to.

Meeting Namjoon the second time had messed up your flow for a while, but you’d managed to sink back into it. This time, however…everything feels out of place. You walk to class mindlessly and don’t pay attention. At lunch you pick at your food, antsy—and walking to work is a nightmare. You keep wondering if you’ll see Jimin again when you step in through the front doors.

He’s yet to come back, but…but you’re still paranoid.

You want to know who he is—what’s going on.

Namjoon has your answers. You have Namjoon’s contact information, and yet…you’re not ready to make the call. You’re not ready to accept the changes that are lying ahead of you.

You want to stay in your quaint, boring world. You want to live your life without problems—without fearing for your safety. But you also realize that every day you wait to make the call your security diminishes. You want Namjoon to protect you—but you’re not even sure if he will. He never promised you protection, after all, only answers.

He could easily throw you to the wind. You have no real connection with him—just 2 sexcapades and a coincidental meeting. That’s it.

So you don’t call. Because despite that you’re scared of potential outside threats—you’re also scared of what Namjoon might say.

To sum it up—your life is just one big ball of anxiety.

“Hey,” a male voice speaks up, sliding into the seat beside you. You’re in your psychology lecture, and honestly you don’t even remember walking in or sitting down. But you’re here, apparently, because now there’s someone talking to you.

“Hi,” you say back, uninterested. There’s silence for a few seconds.

“Y/N…hey, are you alright?” the same voice speaks up, a hand gently pressing against your shoulder, and finally you snap out of it, the voice registering in your mind.

It’s Jungkook.

“Oh! Hi!” you say a bit too loud, feeling your face flush with embarrassment. You hurriedly turn to face Jungkook and find him frowning at you, eyebrows creased with worry.

“I…,” he starts, eyes locking with yours, and you can see the seriousness reflected in them. However, before he can speak his mind the door to the room clicks shut and your professor walks in.

“Can we talk after class?” he whispers, cautiously eyeing the professor as the man makes his way to the front of the room, and you nod.

Satisfied with your response, Jungkook moves to grab his notebook and you do the same. You’re not sure what it is Jungkook is planning to talk to you about, but you have a sneaking suspicion that it’s nothing good.

Namjoon had gone to meet with Jungkook’s father, and if Namjoon is involved in shady business then that likely means Mr. Jeon is too. And, therefore, Jungkook is connected as well.

You’re trapped in a web of men who dabble in illegal activities. Just great.

Class goes by achingly slow. Your professor drones on about the bystander effect, and your upcoming test, and a million other topics that you don’t pay attention to. You just tap your pencil against your notebook the entire lecture, and by the time your professor releases you there’s an army of tick marks littering the previously blank page.

“You good?” Jungkook asks quietly as your classmates all hurry from the room, rushing to get to their next classes. He still looks worried for you, and you suppose it doesn’t help that earlier you had never answered him.

“I—yeah…I’m fine,” you say, yet the smile you pull is anything but convincing.

“C’mon,” Jungkook mumbles, still frowning as he eyes over you, and you follow his lead as he stands from his chair and starts towards the exit of the room. You both enter the hall together, walking towards the stairs, but just as you’re approaching the double doors they open, and 4 men walk through. 3 are dressed in police uniform, and the other dressed in a suit.

Discussing amongst each other quietly, they scan the hall with narrowed eyes, and your blood runs cold when their gazes stop on you.

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The Girl on the Bridge

Originally posted by samwisefrakkinggamgee

Pre-Serum Steve x Reader

The Girl on the Bridge

Prompt: Pre Serum Steve in modern times and is self-conscious of what his significant other will think of him. Cute fluffiness please please please!

Note: This is suuuuper cute omg. I decided to put a bit of a soulmate twist on it, if that’s okay. Very cute.

Warnings: Precious baby Steve. Fluff. Very fluff.

Steve stared at the timer at his wrist and sighed, sitting on his bed in he and Bucky’s shared apartment in New York. Tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day. Or to be exact: 0 years, 0 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 12 hours, 37 minutes, and 14…13…12 seconds remained. That meant tomorrow after lunch.

“Nervous?” Bucky asked, poking his head into Steve’s room.

“You think?” Steve chuckled softly. He pointed to the outfit hanging on the knob of his dresser. It was a light blue polo shirt and khakis with a pair of nice brown dress shoes. “Too dressy? Should I go casual?”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m sure she’ll be dressed up just as much, if not more, than you.” Bucky assured him. He pulled out his phone and checked the weather for the next day. “Should be nice and sunny.”



“Do you think she’ll be okay with…me? You know, being the way I am?”

“She’s your soulmate, Stevie. She doesn’t have a choice.” He laughed. Steve went quiet, suddenly very serious. “Steve, lighten up. Of course she’ll love you. Who wouldn’t?”

“What if she’s taller than me? What if she doesn’t find me? What if we miss eachother?”

“Don’t worry about it, Steve.” Bucky smiled. “She’ll love you. I know it.”

“Okay.” Steve nodded. He laid down in his bed. “Night Buck.”

“Get some sleep, punk. God knows you’re going to need it,”


Steve didn’t get a wink of sleep that night. Every time he dozed off, he ended up having a nightmare about how horribly things could go the next day. When he finally got out of bed, he drank three cups of coffee to wake him up and then brushed his teeth four times to make sure his breath was minty and fresh.


“Buck, I can’t breathe.” Steve sighed, his heart racing. He checked the timer on his wrist. There was only an hour left.

“We’re going to the park. That’s the best place to meet people. Right on the bridge. Real romantic.” Bucky said. “Plus, it’s a nice day.”

“Okay,” he nodded. The park wasn’t that far away. Only a short walk. They could get there in no time. “Let’s get going. I don’t want to be late.”

“You can’t be late. She’s your soulmate.”

“I know,” he nodded. “I know.”


“(Y/N), you’re going to be fine,” your best friend, Sarah, told you for the fortieth time. You were strolling through the park, waiting in bated breath for your timer to run out. 5 minutes. You had five minutes. Your heart raced at the speed of light, and you felt like you might pass out. You were wearing a dress, a cute short lacy blue dress and black flats. Your hair was curled, thanks to Sarah, and your makeup was perfect.

“He’s going to love you.” she reassured you, rubbing your back. “I’ll wait for you over there by that tree,” she pointed to the tree near the base of the bridge. “And good luck. But it’s not like you’ll need it.”

Sarah walked away, her long curly red hair bouncing with every step. You glanced at your wrist, staring at the glowing numbers. You got chills. Any minute now.


Steve looked up to the bridge and swallowed nervously. He adjusted his collar and gripped the bouquet of flowers he had brought tight. A red-haired girl sitting under a tree looked up from her book.

“Are you here to meet a soulmate?” she asked excitedly. Steve nodded nervously. Bucky smiled softly. “My friend (Y/N)’s up there on the bridge. She only has a few minutes left.”

“So does he,” Bucky nudged him forward. “Go on, buddy.”

“O-okay,” he nodded and started walking towards you hesitantly. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He was shaking, blushing, nervous. He felt like he was going to throw up, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. Not now.

Once he was standing beside you, he tapped your shoulder. In that instant, both of your timers dinged together as they reached zero simultaneously.

“H-hi,” you greeted shyly, smiling brightly as you met his eyes. He smiled back.

“I’m Steve. Steve Rogers,” He introduced.

“(Y/N) (L/N),” you replied. He held out his hand to shake yours but you pulled him into a hug instead, holding him tightly. His eyes widened, not expecting to be accepted by you so quickly, but he embraced you nonetheless, his heart racing. “I was worried I would never meet you,” You admitted, beginning to cry tears of relief. “So, so worried something would go wrong. I didn’t get a minute of sleep last night.”

“Neither did I,” he admitted softly, burying his head in your hair. He couldn’t believe you were here. He couldn’t believe you were real and in his arms and so soft and warm. He held onto you like he would never get another chance. “I can’t believe you’re real. And you’re so, so beautiful,”

“Thank you,” You smiled, still not letting go. “Can I just hug you forever?”

“That’s fine with me.”

“Come on, lovebirds,” Bucky called from the tree. “Do you want to go out for lunch, or what?”

“That’s Bucky,” Steve explained. You finally stopped hugging him and just took a good long look at him. He was adorable. You didn’t care that he was kind of short or kind of skinny. He was your soulmate, and there was no one on earth you’d rather spend the rest of your life with.

Support Group

Summary: Struggling with minor depression and anxiety, you attend a weekly support group to cope with these issues while Bucky finally takes the chance to attend one too and discuss his troubled mind and daily nightmares. 

Word Count: 1,741.

A/N: This idea randomly came to mind for me the other night. It’s different than what I usually write but I wanted to switch the gears up this once. A few mentionings of an anxiety attack are mentioned but it’s nothing too intense. My personal thoughts were also brought out into the fic so I hope you don’t mind I did that. Hope you enjoy and if any of you are struggling with anything, I’m always happy to be here and help.

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