So recently my precious baby bun has been getting shit about his skin because he has acne. Which EVERYONE has dealt with at least once in their life, or still is dealing with it. It’s not a big deal, it’s just skin, it doesn’t change what an amazing person Jungkook is. And honestly I love his acne, it just makes him normal and human. Every imperfection he has, in my eyes, just makes him even more perfect so that’s why I’m making this appreciation post about his perfect imperfections which I adore with all my heart
His facial scar
i love it so much it just makes him even more handsome asdfghjkl
look how cute it looks, i just wanna kiss it
my heart hurts because of how adorable he is
DO YOU SEE THIS BEAUTY
w o w what a beautiful specimen
LOOK AT THIS SOFT LIL FLUFF. LEMME CUDDLE AND KISS HIM
bare faced kookie is my favourite kookie
look at this sleeping beauty
i wanna kiss all over his face. what a fucking angel
baby boy is the cutest thing to grace this planet i cant deal
His arm scar
lemme kiss it pls also sweaty kook will be the death of me
oh look more sweat :) THIS LOOK MURDERS MY ASS INCLUDING THE SCAR
LOOK AT THE FLOOF
^^literally me cuz i can’t handle looking at his beauty
His knee scars
PLS JUNGKOOK. SITTING LIKE THAT IS GONNA KILL ME
two angels istg
I love Jungkook with every fiber of my being and all I wanna do is protect him. If anyone hates on him I will fite them. He is not disgusting, he is not overrated, he is none of the things I‘ve seen these assholes call him. He is the most sweetest, talented, caring human being alive and I’m just so happy to be around at the same time as him to watch him grow and shine. ❤️
Hello what do you love most about yoongi and good luck choosing because I literally can not choose
Okay, so like you said, there’s no way I choose ONE thing that I love most about Yoongi. So I’m just blather on about a bunch of things I love about him instead
His passion for music. I’ve talked about this a bunch of times, but I’m gonna say it again. THE BOY WROTE A SONG CALLED “FIRST LOVE” ABOUT A PIANO! Imagine loving music so much that you consider a piano to be your first love :”)) I wish I was as passionate about anything as he is about music
He’s so freaking relatable. I love when he’s just in the background of a shot looking dead on the inside or something. I’m like same :)))
When he’s in his element on stage. Is there anything hotter?
The fact that he’s admitted that he used to look down on idols:
But clearly loves his members and fans so much and goes along with all the idol-y stuff he has to do without ever seeming bitter or resentful about. He’s even said that he wants to continue being in BTS for years:
His savage lyrics:
Example: “If I’m the sun, you’re the moon, because when I rise, you go down”
Example: “Like your parents, my heart hurts every time I see you, I’ll put a period at the artery of your music career”
Example: “All ya fried rappers should be thankful I am an idol”
His sad/touching lyrics:
Example: “The things I could only imagine became reality My childhood dreams are now in front of me I was a nothing that performed in front of only two people, now Tokyo Dome is right in front of me”
Dream, may all of creation be with you Till the end of your life Dream, wherever you are, Will welcome you Dream, may your trials End in full bloom Dream, though your beginnings might be humble, May the end be prosperous”\
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[Pentagon] Reaction to you stealing/wearing their hoodie
Jinho~ This adorable little guy will think that you are the cutest thing ever. Most of his sweaters are way too big, even on his small frame, so on you, it would look even bigger, and he would totally be head over heels for that look on you. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you were wearing his clothes, in fact, he would feel a swell of pride that you would want to wear his hoodies. That precious little smile of his would be plastered on his cute little face, unable to contain his excitement.
Hui~ Our precious leader would be just that, precious. He would find it so flattering that you would want to wear his things. He would notice rather quickly that what you had on was his, and would proceed to ask you about it. Is that mine? Why are you wearing this today? When you respond be saying that you wanted to feel closer to him by wearing his hoodie, or that it smells like him, he would laugh sweetly, somewhat embarrassed that you would say that, yet overjoyed at the fact that you feel that way about him.
Hongseok~ He would immediately know that you had his shirt on, there would be no mistaking that. He would smile knowingly, finding pride in the fact that you were wearing his clothes. But, the fact that you were in his shirt, would carry a different feeling for him as well. He wouldn’t even say a word, just gently slip his arms around you from behind, leaning his chin on your shoulder, sliding his hands into the pocket at the front of the hoodie. “You’re cute,” he would whisper quietly, letting his breath linger just a tad too long on your ear, “But I think it would look better on the floor..” If you know what I mean. ;)
Edawn~ When you show up in his hoodie, he would eventually take notice. It wouldn’t be instant acknowledgment, but he would notice soon enough. Although, once he does take notice, his reaction would be a calm one. He wouldn’t care much that you took his clothes without asking, nor would he mind that you were wearing it. He would simply smile to himself and continue on with whatever he was doing. If you asked him about it at all, he would just play it off cooly, simply telling you that his hoodie looked good on you. All while silently loving the fact that you wanted to share his things in the first place.
Shinwon~ He would immediately notice that the sweater you were wearing was his. He would whine about you wearing his things without asking or about how he was going to wear that today, when really he didn’t even notice it was missing from his closet. However, it would all be a front. He would actually think that you are the cutest thing ever, that you would want to share his things and be reminded of him. So he would just watch you, outwardly judging, yet inwardly approving of you taking his stuff.
Yeo One~ Changgu’s reaction would be kind of extra. He wouldn’t immediately realize that you were wearing his sweater, but he would soon enough. But boy when he does. He would throw his arms around you, saying how super cute you look wearing his clothes. He would be more than willing to keep sharing his things with you. He would quickly pull you along to his closest, allowing you to go through and pick our whatever you want. That white t-shirt that you loved so much? Sure thing. That cute sweater that he always wears when the two of you are just lounging around? All yours. Anything that would keep reminding you of him, was yours for the taking. He would practically push everything onto you.
Yanan~ Like Shinwon before him, he would quickly take notice that you were wearing his clothes. And like Shinwon again, he would whine about you taking it without asking and wearing his things. He is so sweet though and his whining wouldn’t last long, instead he would just let you go with it, thinking that it was cute of you to want to share his things. He would only really ask you “why”, only wanting to know the reasoning behind wanting to wear his things. Your answer would make his ears flush red, but his sweet smile would be plastered on his angelic face. He wouldn’t really say much else.
Yuto~ Oh which of the 32476 black hoodies did you grab? It’s so hard to tell, but he would somehow know. Probably the way that the fabric hangs off of your smaller frame. He would still ask though, just in case, “Is that mine?” When you nod shyly, he would quickly pull you into his signature bear hug, rocking you back and forth happily. He would think that you are literally the cutest person on the planet. Like, Yeo One, he would be more than willing to give you any piece of clothing that you wanted, even his favorite hoodie.
Kino~ Even though he would notice his sweater right away, he wouldn’t say much about it at all. He would let out a soft squeal before clinging to you cutely. His natural aegyo taking over to express just how he feels. He would smile brightly, enjoying the look of you in his clothes, thinking that you would look good in just about anything. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you wanted to wear his clothes. As a matter of fact, he would probably ask for something in exchange, that way he has something to remind him of you as well. It wouldn’t even have to be a piece of clothing, although having your smell with him would be ideal, just as long as it was something that was yours, he would appreciate it so much.
Wooseok~ It would take this giant ages to even realize that you had his hoodie on. I mean, how could he NOT notice right away? You would be absolutely swimming in this thing because somehow he manages to still find the only hoodies on the planet that would still give him sweater paws. So, after he finally realizes that what you are wearing is actually his, he would basically just scoop you up and snuggle you. Telling you awkwardly how super cute you are.
-mrs dodds has a southern accent and it’s my favorite thing
-idk how exactly they had riptide turn from a pen to a sword onstage but they did and it was cool
-carrie compere’s voice > literally anything else
-mr. d was so fun to watch onstage and his song (another terrible day) is A BOP
- george salazar is literally made of talent
-so is kristin stokes and chris mccarrell and the entire cast
-clarisse was KILLIN IT sarah beth pfeifer’s voice slayed
-CHIRON JUST HAD ON NORMAL PANTS AND A TAIL MADE OF FRINGE STUFF AND HE JUST GALLOPED EVERYWHERE AND IT WAS DO FUNNY
-kristin stokes is literally the cutest thing on the planet
-good kid live was some good shit
-“we’re lost in the woods somewhere in new jersey and we’re never gonna make it to l.a” is a BOP
-cute lil percabeth moments all throughout
-charon is carrie compere in a gold sequin dress and i liked that more than the book charon
-D.O.A? A BOP! CARRIE COMPERE? KILLED IT!
-ahh the cast is so talented it’s only a cast of 7 and everyone except chris and kristin play multiple characters and they do it so well and the lighting of the show was so cool and creative and it’s just so good ahhh
-i met the entire cast at the stage door and they were all so sweet and i had an actual conversation with chris and he is such a gem and he gives good hugs
-GIVE ME A CAST RECORDING
You threw yourself in to your chair, spinning in it as you reached to snag one of Cisco’s pops. You propped your feet up on the desk and decided on browsing through the web as the cameras around the city shuffled on their own on the computer screen in front of you. Overall, you were pleased with the calm day.
Cisco and Caitlin watched you from the medbay where they looked over test results.
“Is it just me or has [Y/n] been looking happier over her breakup lately than when she officially got with that guy?”
Caitlin nodded lightly, head tilting. “I guess she’s glad she’s not wasting her time anymore…?”
Cisco rolled his eyes, tapping furiously in the tablet as he turned back around to face Caitlin, “No one should be that happy after breaking up.”
“It wasn’t meant to be, I guess.” Caitlin shrugged before returning to her work.
“—we just… didn’t work out. It’s a good thing I didn’t tell her about me being the scarlet speedster running around the city though.” Barry took a sip of his coffee, shrugging halfheartedly.
Cisco raised his brows, shooting a questionable look over at Caitlin.
You merely smiled and raised a hand to give Barry a high five. Inside, you wanted to get up and scream of happiness but you merely hid that with a plesant smile.
Barry chuckled as he slapped his hand against yours.
“Welcome to the Singles Club again, Barr.”
Barry chocked, slamming his cup down as he stared at you with an unreadable expression, “You broke up with your boyfriend too?”
“Two days ago, yeah.”
Cisco and Caitlin watched with interest as the two of you spoke, suddenly with dubious enthusiasm after learning about each other’s unfortunate love lives.
“Wanna go out later, to a bar or something—”
Cisco and Caitlin stayed quiet as the two of you made plans.
“Do you guys wanna come with?” you asked, turning to face the pair.
Caitlin shook her head at once and as Cisco opened his mouth to answer, she pinched his thigh lightly under the table. “I actually have some family business to take care of tonight, but I really appreciate the invite.”
Barry nodded understandingly, “No problem, and, good luck with that, Cait. Cisco?”
Cisco shook his head, “N-no, thanks guys, I’ll pass. I have a date tonight. With my bed and Netflix. Can’t reschedule.”
Barry and you shared a knowing look and smirked but accepted his answer.
“It’s just you and I, Flash. Think you can handle it?”
Barry rolled his eyes, leaning forward and wiping the foam on the corner of your mouth off with his thumb, “I can handle anything you throw at me, [Y/n].”
You smirked, taking a sip of your coffee, “We’ll see, Bartholomew… We’ll see.”
“Did you really steal that stuff from Cait that’s gonna get you drunk?” You giggled, holding onto Barry’s arm as you made your way to the club.
Barry nodded, smiling cockishly. “You better believe I did,” he stated, raising his chin, proudly.
You rolled your eyes, grinning. “I’m impressed… When do you think she’ll find out it’s missing?”
Barry shrugged, tugging you closer to his body instinctively when a group of shady looking men walked by, most of them either high or drunk. He bit his tongue and pulled you in front of him instead, preventing the men from seeing your body anymore, no matter how much they craned their necks. “I’m surprised she hasn’t called yet, to—”
You laughed, smirking when Barry jumped at the sudden embarassing song blarring out of his phone. “You jinxed it, Barr.”
Barry rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone, “It sounds to me like your phone is also ringing so… looks like we’re both in trouble here.”
You pulled your phone out of your clutch, sticking your tongue out at Barry childishly, an action which he reciprocated before answering his phone.
“Hey, Cait, what’s up?”
“Cisco? Is something wrong?”
The both of you stayed silent, simply sharing confused looks as the two team members fired rapidly a new development that required your immediate presence.
“Flash?” You asked, putting your phone away.
“Already on it.” Barry pocketed his phone into his leather jacket, bending down to slip his arms under your knees as yours encircled his neck. “Hold on,” he warned, and then you were off.
Barry set you down gently at the entrance of the cortex, brows furrowed in confusion.
The hairs at the nape of your neck stood up as soon as you were released from the safety of Barry’s arms and were left to stand on your own in the darkness. You almost whined and clung to Barry’s bicep but you bit your lip, straining your eyes to adjust more than they were meant to in the darkness in the cortex.
“Stay here,” Barry whispered against your temple, “I’ll circle the lab and see if it’s all dark… I’ll be back in a sec.”
You nodded lightly. Barry pressed a small kiss against your forehead before flashing off, the streak of red left in his wake momentarily illuminating the room.
Barry flashed back only a few seconds later, the residual light from his streak illuminating his confused expression. “There’s no one here…” he mumbled, brows furrowed.
You squinted into the darkness, feeling around the cortex as you walked. Barry kept a hand placed lightly over your midback, following right behind you.
You jumped back lightly whan you felt something bump into your foot, Barry immediately pulling you into his embrace. “What is it?” he whispered.
“I-I’m not sure,” you muttered, crouching down. Just as you were reaching out to grab the object you had nearly tripped on, several lights around the cortex turned on at once, making Barry and you wary.
“Oh gods,” Barry gasped, eyes wide as he stared at the floor.
Your eyes fell to the floor at once. “Oh… Barr… Did you do this?”
Barry held his hands up, shaking his head frantically. “I have no idea what’s going on here…”
You stared at the rose petals and the fake candles that were strewn over the floor. “… What are we going to do about all this?” you asked, gesturing to the romantic decorations set up around the lab. “I’ll bet Cisco and Cait had something to do with this…”
Barry’s cheeks flushed, his eyes suddenly avoiding meeting yours. He grabbed your hand shyly, intertwining his fingers with yours. He shrugged lightly as he looked at your fingers, his expression bashful. “We could… I mean—W-we might as well enjoy this…?”
You hummed happily, swinging your arm back and forth as you walked into the cortex. Barry grinned widely.
You stopped humming and looked up at Barry with a smirk, calling Cisco and Caitlin to attention.
Cisco gaze was immediately drawn to your joined hands, a smile playing on his lips. “So… Did it work?”
Cailin didn’t say anything but she did purse her lips as she waited for an answer.
“It worked,” Barry announced, blushing bashfully.
Cailin jumped up, clapping and Cisco cheered. They high-fived victoriously. “We did it!”
You rolled your eyes and leaned into Barry, beaming. “While I would usually berate you for meddling in my love life, this time I’m letting you off the hook with a small show of gratitude.” You went and pulled them into a tight hug, “thank you, guys.”
Barry jogged over, pulling everyone into his arms. “Thanks, you two,” He mumbled, hiding his face into your hair.
When you pulled apart, Caitlin and Cisco “awed”.
“Now that we have the literal disgustingly cutest couple on the planet…,” Cisco went over to the board and picked up a marker, waving it around, “gather around class, because we’re about to make a set of ground rules for you two. Number one—”
Barry and you groaned loudly, whining and huffing. “That’s not even nec—”
“—no groping, poking, touching or even thinking about such things if you are in the building called ’S.T.A.R Labs’.”
Barry threw his hands into the air and gripped his hair tightly as he groaned. “Fuc—dammit!”
Cats love Eddie. So, Richie and Eddie hanging out to the park where Richie wants to confess his feelings to Eddie but suddenly a lot of cats approach him and Eddie plays with them and Richie can't help but think that Eddie is very wonderful to this world and wants that cute boy to be his boyfriend.
hello anon-friend! this is like the cutest shit on the planet maybe? so i wrote you a little thing? it’s ridiculous, honestly, like maybe the silliest thing i’ve ever written, and not quite what you described, but i hope you like it
♡ ty for messaging me ;-;
Richie has it all planned out. First, he and Eddie will meet in the park. It’s warm, so Eddie will probably be wearing shorts, and he’ll be adorable, and Richie will be charming and effervescent and he’ll do his speech, the one he’s been planning for literally like, ten out of the sixteen years he’s been alive, and Eddie will probably blush and look at his feet, but then Richie will touch his cheek, maybe tilt his chin up with his hand, and then Eddie will say his name, will say something like:
“Oh, Richie, I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.”
And Richie will laugh, in a charming and effervescent sort of way, and say something like:
“I know, Eds.”
And then they’ll kiss and Stan and Bev will emerge from the bushes and let off the party poppers and shower them in streamers and it’ll be romantic and magical and totally and completely perfect.
That’s what’s supposed to happen. What actually happens is this:
“I’ve been stung by a bee,” says Bev, coming out of the bushes, Stan close behind her, looking pensive. “I’m going home.”
“You need to harden up, Bev,” says Richie, wringing his hands, glancing around to check that Eddie hasn’t appeared out of nowhere. “My life is on the line here.”
“Her hand is swelling up,” says Stan, and Beverly holds out her hand and okay, so it is swelling up a little bit, and it is weird and white-red and shiny looking, and she does look kind of freaked out. More freaked out than Beverly Marsh should ever look, because she’s easily the toughest one of all of them. Maybe it was a hornet. Maybe it was one of those bullet ants Eddie told him about in excruciating detail.
“Fuck,” says Richie. “Fucking… fuck. Fine. But leave the party poppers with Stan.”
“Do I really have to stay?” Stan looks pained, but he takes the party poppers Beverly gives him, and he waves sadly at her as she leaves.
“Okay, now get back in the bushes,” says Richie.
He hears Eddie before he sees him. He can’t hear what he’s saying, not really, but he’d know his voice anywhere, especially when he’s angry or frustrated, the way it wavers up to impossible heights, the way it sounds kind of like the edges of a scream sometimes, when he’s really panicked. But he’s supposed to be alone. He isn’t supposed to be angry or yelling or any of that and he’s definitely supposed to be alone. Richie squints across the park and then he sees him. Eddie Kaspbrak, gesturing wildly, surrounded by approximately ten stray cats.
“What the fuck?” whispers Richie.
“Richie!” yells Eddie, catching sight of him, starting this weird sort of hesitant run, because the cats keep crossing in front of his feet and almost tripping him up. “Richie, what the fuck?”
“What the fuck,” says Richie again.
Eddie gets to him, flushed and panting and surrounded by cats. Most of them are black and white, cute patched things with white socks and smudged faces and proud tails, straight up in the air, but there’s a little ginger one too, purring aggressively and fighting the others to rub up against Eddie’s leg. Eddie looks panicked and kind of traumatised, but he is wearing shorts, and he is adorable.
“I don’t know what’s happening,” says Eddie, breathlessly. “There was only one at first, but it called its friends or some shit, I don’t know. They’ve been following me for three blocks.”
“You’re like… you’re like a Disney princess,” says Richie, kind of mesmerised by the cats, circling Eddie like he’s their sun. “Fucking… sleeping beauty or the girl with the shoe.”
“What if I’m allergic?” hisses Eddie. “What if I go into anaphylactic shock and die?”
“Don’t worry, Eds, I won’t let you die.” Richie crouches down, holds his hand out, and one of the cats approaches him, cautiously, but most of them seem reluctant to leave Eddie. A fucking Disney princess. What the fuck. “They’re kind of cute,” he says.
“Yeah,” says Eddie, quietly. “Yeah, I guess.” He looks down at the cats helplessly, leans down to pet a couple of them, and they chirp and meow and jump against his fingers. He laughs, softly, scratches one behind the ears.
“I love you,” says Richie, standing up. “I love you, you weird cat freak.”
“Oh,” says Eddie, and he straightens too, and he’s flushed still, and smiling still. “Well, yeah. Took you long enough, Trashmouth,” he says.
They kiss, holding hands, surrounded by cats, and Richie only pulls away so he can kiss Eddie on both cheeks, on his nose, and then Stan emerges from the bushes and pops one of the party poppers, and Eddie shrieks and throws himself backwards, away from Richie, trips and falls to the ground, and the colourful streamers fall over Richie alone. Stan starts to laugh, no, starts to cackle, because he’s evil and has never done a single nice thing for Richie ever in his life. There are cats climbing all over Eddie now, and he’s giggling and trying to pet them all at the same time, and his hair is everywhere and okay, some of the streamers fell over him after all and the littlest cat is batting at them with its paw and okay it’s maybe the cutest shit Richie’s ever seen in his life, even if it didn’t go to plan. He’ll accept it. It’ll do. It’s pretty much totally and completely perfect.
“You know, party poppers can be dangerous,” says Eddie, from the ground, tickling one of the cats under the chin. “I’m pretty sure some kid shot his eye out with one once.”
“This is your future,” murmurs Stan, ominously, watching Eddie with a dubious expression on his face.
“I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” breathes Richie, and that’s definitely true.
I might have gone a little overboard, I apologize. Especially with the word “Boo-boo”. I’m just imagining these grown ass men using it and cackling like a crazy person. ;)
Can you imagine? Like really imagine kissing his pain away? This bub is already shy, shy, shy! Let’s set the scene, yeah? He’s just done one of his fantastic flips, but instead of landing on his feet firmly, he stumbles and falls. Now he has a bruised knee! If you rushed over to him in worry, that first and foremost is going to make his heart flutter. The mere fact that you worry about him is enough to make him giddy, let alone when, after he insists he’s fine, you still lean forward and press a gentle kiss to his throbbing knee. I think his reaction would depend on what kind of relationship you have with him. If you are just his crush (I say just, but really can you imagine how freakin awesome it would be if he had a crush on you? Ugh, nope, I’m not biased at all!), he’s going to get really shy and giggly. You know that giggle, right? The one that’s hella adorable and just…omg melt me like some cotton candy in water! Yeah, that one! His face will probably turn a tint of pink and if the guys are there you can definitely expect some hoots and hollers. Mark is the type to appreciate the gesture for sure, albeit a little awkwardly. Fear not! This one will likely return the favor at some point. If you both have been in the relationship for a while, then you can expect him to probably either start laughing and ask you what you’re doing or to just simply coo happily at you. He’s a muffin, this guy! “Awww, baby, did you just kiss my boo-boo away?” *cue blushing you* “I think it’s sweet. Thank you, baby.” *and cue warm, cuddle hug*
Flustered. That’s it. Jaebum seems like the type to be well composed, right? I mean, we all know he’s a goober, but like, he’s still fairly well composed. You can kiss that goodbye…literally. Not only will he have the rest of GOT7 ‘ooo’ing and ‘aaaww’ing at the two of you, much to his embarrassment, but there’s also the fact that he’s still trying to process the fact that you actually kissed his injury. When he slipped during the dance battle with Yugyeom, he didn’t think you would kiss his smarting shoulder delicately. He’s tickled pink, as they say! That flustered expression on his face is just so adorable! I mean you are his crush and you just laid your lips on him! Of course, he’ll turn and snap at the other boys to go do something somewhere else, which will make it seem like you’ve upset him, but he’ll quickly reassure you that he appreciated and quite enjoyed your affectionate peck. So you have flustered Jaebum, right? Well, that’s not all! Jaebum’s a bit Tsundere, so even though he’ll say things like ‘You don’t have to do that’ or ‘Why are you like this’ deep down he’s thoroughly enjoying the moment. He’s someone who likes to bask in the affection and attention you shower upon him. I mean, of course, he would right? He only has a crush on you! He’s a sensitive guy….on the inside of course! “A-ah, you don’t have to do that, it’s really okay.” “Oh, well, I mean, if you don’t want me to, I guess I–,” *clears throat loudly, looking anywhere but at you* “I-I never said that!”
I told you all I’d be writing a meta on Lotor so, and this includes the “death” of Narti and why I believe Lotor did such a thing to his beloved general. Again, I suck at writing meta’s so, forgive, me, for, how, awful, this, is.
my absolute favorite thing about yixing is when he’s frustrated and he pouts his pillowy lips and whines ‘AIYO WEI’ but he’s also laughing at the same time so his dimple is out n about and it sounds like sugar and spice and everything nice because he’s the literal cutest person on planet earth
@lostinwonderland1989 - Renee is a beautiful ball of sunshine and deserves this entire planet on a gold platter
@tays-baes Brittany is literally the most talented person on this planet in the music industry outside of the holy trinity of Taylor, Ed, and Selena
@littlekeyss if you ever want quality Taylor Swift footage then you better follow this amazing sweet and wonderful girl
@actressinyourbaddream if you don’t follow Peyton then you’re doing life incorrectly and I’m just sorry for you because you’re missing out on a being murals with a great person
@gotagirlathome Lindsay is literally THE funniest person I’ve met on this planet and says the most extra things that I incorporate them into my own speech after
@fearlessly-buildingcastles Carolina is one of the greatest people I got to meet and she’s so sweet and I would literally catch a Grenade for her
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@fearlesslindsay Lindsay deserves to be followed sorry not sorry but she’s the cutest little sunflower the earth has ever seen and her face lights up my days
@stillgotscars Ebony is my child. LITERALLY MY CHILD!!! and I would do anything to make her happy and protect her till the end of my life!!
@emswift for quality content, a great personality, and a good friend please follow Em! She’s my precious Canadian snowflake and deserves love
@straightlinedownx Emily is one of my good friends and has the good quality content you didn’t know you needed but you deserve and she’s also a precious little bean that I just wanna hug so bad
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@illsingyourname NH James needs to meet me already it’s been too long and we live close by… anyways with the personal shade aside I need y’all to follow him so you can have this amazing guy in your life
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Character Meta-Disrespect: The Douchewaffle Effect
I’m sure it’s happened to you, you play a villain, or someone otherwise really well known for a thing. Maybe they’re extremely intelligent in canon and everyone recognizes it. Maybe they’re feared by literally everyone, because of their moods and talent. Perhaps they’re known for tortures beyond belief, or maybe they are the cutest person on the planet (literally, there was an actual competition in the canon.)
But when you roleplay them, suddenly no one adheres to this. Suddenly that smart character gets talked down to and patronized. Suddenly that villain is treated like tch, so what? That torturer’s threats are completely dismissed, and that cuteness? Whatever, they’ve seen better. You’re not that cute. They’ve seen cuter lichen.
… My response in short is don’t fucking do that to someone, what the hell, you rude ass piece of flamingo turd. In long, let’s explore it.
Anonymous request for a Spencer Reid x Reader in which the team plays Truth or Dare.
“Okay, okay,” I relented through my laughter. Morgan had been tickling me mercilessly and now I found myself breathless on the floor of Rossi’s game room. I fought for breath as Morgan laughed. We were taking some time for team bonding on one of our off days. One would think that we wouldn’t want to spend our off time with our co-workers, who we often spend days on end with. But there was something about the work we did. We were closest to each other, in the end, because the other people in that room were the only people who truly understood. So, we found ourselves relaxing the same way we worked; together. And this particular night, we did it with alcohol.
“Hey, guys,” Emily called. “Let’s play truth or dare.”
“Isn’t that a childish game?” Reid asked.
“Don’t be a spoil sport, Spence,” JJ laughed.
“Besides,” I said as I took a seat on the floor beside Reid. “I strongly suspect it won’t be childish the way Emily plays.” The others laughed and Reid smiled.
“Okay, (Y/N),” Emily began. “For that comment, however accurate, I’m choosing you first. Truth or Dare?”
“Truth,” I replied immediately.
“Ooh, a quick answer,” she said. “Okay. Have you ever…imagined sex with Morgan?” Everyone laughed.
“Come on, Emily, that’s not even a question!” I said through my laughter. “Who hasn’t imagined sex with Morgan?”
“I’m flattered,” Derek said.
“Alright, Alright,” I said. “Umm….JJ, Truth or Dare?” I said.
“Me?” JJ asked. “Ugh. Okay…truth?”
“How old were you when you lost your virginity?” I asked.
“Come on!” JJ giggled. “The sex questions?”
“You have to answer,” Penelope reminded her.
“I know. Okay, fine. I was seventeen,” JJ admitted. She turned to Spencer with a sly smile and he blushed before she even said anything.
“No, JJ, please no!” He begged.
“No pleading out, Spence, truth or dare?” She pressed.
“Truth,” he muttered.
“None of you are going to pick dare, are you?” Emily griped. “Playing safe.”
“Okay, he said truth,” JJ said, “So…in the current line of questioning…Spencer, are you a virgin?”
I almost felt bad for Spencer as his face flushed deep red.
“Answer the question, Reid,” Morgan teased.
“No,” he said.
“You have to,” Garcia reminded him.
“No, I just did,” Reid said. “The answer was no.”
“He’s not!” Emily crowed. “Spencer Reid! Holding out on us!” He just blushed.
“Alright, Garcia, truth or dare?” Spencer asked.
“Dare, of course,” Penelope said.
“Yay!” Emily cheered. “Thanks for stepping up, Penelope!”
“Always, my dear Emily. At your service,” she said.
“Okay….um, I dare you to kiss Morgan,” Spencer said.
“That’s a lame dare,” JJ said. “We all know she’ll do it.”
And she did, naturally.
“Alright, my turn!” Penelope cheered. “(Y/N),” she said wickedly. “Truth or Dare, beautiful?”
“Oh, what the hell,” I said. “Dare.”
A cheer erupted.
“Yay!” Penelope said. “Okay, okay, (Y/N), this is the moment literally all of us have been waiting for for years and years,” she said. “You have to kiss Spencer.”
“What?” I said.
“Go on, love, we all know you think he’s the cutest thing on the planet.”
Well, I couldn’t deny that. I turned to Spencer and smiled slightly.
“You good?” I mouthed, and he nodded, so I leaned it and put one hand at the back of his neck, threading my fingers through his curls and tugging him closer. I pressed my lips to his and when he kissed me back, it was the best feeling in the world. The others were laughing and clapping, and Spencer and I held the kiss longer than we needed to, and I was reluctant to pull back even then.
“Wow,” Spencer whispered.
“Wow,” I echoed.
“We should do that more often,” he whispered in my ear. I blushed lightly, but I definitely agreed with him.
Summary: Being parents to a newborn baby isn’t exactly the easiest thing in the world. There are so many things they don’t quite understand, and there’s a lot they need to learn on this journey. But at least they’re doing it together. / AKA the wild ride of Dan and Phil’s first year as parents.