Jungkook: If you can’t eat it right the first time don’t eat it at all, hyung

Suga: I bet he hears that a lot ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

WinterWitch Headcanon 1

- Wanda has a thing for knitting, whether it be scarves, or pairs of matching fingerless gloves for she and Bucky.
- When Bucky’s sleeping, Wanda will put magnets on his metal arm. He doesn’t care, because he knows she finds it amusing.
- They live in a one bedroom/one bath apartment on the Upper West Side, in the same neighborhood as Steve and Nat.
- Bucky is the one who organizes the apartment when Wanda’s out.
- Wanda likes making meals like homemade cream-of-mushroom soup with little potato cakes on the side. It’s Bucky’s most favorite thing she’s ever made.
- Bucky’s the one who makes the coffee and breakfast in the morning, since he’s always been a morning person.
- He’s the only one who knows how to calm Wanda down from an anxiety attack, by holding her and letting her relax in his arms.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.