Jungkook’s rolling paper by the members: 

Namjoon: You have no mental sharpness but you are good looking. You are like the main character of an anime. you have so much passion. your eyes and body are massive. You really love Muji Tea. Number 1 at making our team’s average age younger. Jeon Jungkook <3 the ‘guk’ (Broth/soup) that I love the most? Bean paste soup ~ <3

Jin: Jungkook turn on your speakers quieter at home. Come with me to the water park again. Let’s not forget (to go)

Yoongi: Jungkook you are trying to write music lately. If you have something you don’t know, use the internet. I am not a professor/genius. To be honest. I am too lazy to help you hahaha. I’m joking. I will help you a lot. So gain strength. Hwaiting!! (a cheering)

Hoseok: Jungkook-ah!!! Turn down the volume of the speakers in our dorm. I can hear it even in my room. -_- You pig!!

Jimin: Just continue growing up like you have until now. Just don’t grow up taller. Just grow up kind.

Taehyung: Jungkook-ah. It’s hyung … really I’m hyung (He is saying that he is older than him) … you became nicer and gentler lately. *acting cute* let’s have fun/play together.

Taehyung’s rolling paper by the members

Namjoon: You are so loud when you play (computer)  games. you bother me but I also snore so I understand you. You are the best looking these days. You are like a farmer. You were born as an idol. You are glued to Gucci. you are so innocent/pure. You have no mental sharpness (not able to catch into things quickly) but you are so cute. So lovable. Kim Taehyung <3 the 'hyung’ that I love the most? a-hyung <3

Jin: When you’re playing games please be a little bit quieter. But you have become brighter these days and that makes me very happy. I hope you make the world brighter with your brightness.

yoongi: It’s right that you do everything to the best of your abilities.try your hardest. It’s right that you play games very passionately. Since you do everything very passionately, let’s passionately enjoy music and games too. Hwaiting.

Hoseok: taehyung-ah hyung always loves you ~~ <3 <3  stop sleeping with the air conditioner on. You will get sick ~ <3 <3 stop playing games so much ~ <3 <3 study with hyung instead <3 <3

Jimin: I don’t know since when but you seem to have become more like an adult, but you are also always like a kid (satori). My friend, stop playing games so much before I go throw your computer away. Wake up when I wake you up my friend. I will shove my hands in your armpits. (drew V as the heart figure he always draws himself as). thank you my friend (In tiny letters).

Jungkook: V hyung! Hyung, stop biting me it hurts so much I am going to die. I always feel this way but you are so good looking.

Jimin’s rolling paper by the members

Namjoon; You are sometimes cunning but also sexy, short, attractive when you dance, you always work so hard, you like billiard, you changed the most, but you aren’t obvious Chimchim <3 THE 'Chim’ (acupuncture) that I like the most? Poison acupuncture. 

Jin: Jimin-ah you are an angel. I will do a three lettered acrostic poem using your name. park: In park’s family something good happened. Ji: You are a very cool friend. Min: Min Yoongi 

Yoongi: Jimin you are always doing things to the best of your abilities and that’s so charismatic. Let’s be together for a very long time. I applaud your hard work. thank you.

Hoseok: Jimin-ah our Jiminie who is the most attractive in the entire world ~~ <3 <3 when you go back to our dorm today, please clean the things on your desk ~~<3 <3 have strength!!

Taehyung: Jimin-ah~ even if you do aegyo (act cute) to my eyes you are not cute at all ~ do it to a certain amount ~ but when I see that cuteness thank you *acting cute* 

Jungkook: jimin hyung! be thankful that you are older than me. I am kidding, hyung you are always shining!!! Rice cake (jimin’s nickname) forever!!!

Namjoon’s rolling paper by the members:

Jin: Mon-ah I pick up a lot of things that you drop on the plane for you. I wonder how you have so many friends that are like moms around you. But you are cool.

Yoongi: Our eternal leader Rap Monster. Even though I don’t say it I respect you a lot. please always gain strength hwaithing. Thank you.

Hoseok: My center!! My supportive friend Rap Mon!! Namjoon~~~should we go for chicken and beer??

Jimin: A person that drops everything x 18. Stop dropping your phone hyung. You look so cool when you do solo stages. You are the number 1 coolest person when you are on stage. When you are off stage you are the number 1 dummy.  

Taehyung: Watching our leader who’s always cool, I learn something every day. Continue teaching me composing and producing and stop dropping things ~!! Kim Namjoon is the awesome and the best looking.

Jungkook: To RM. you are sleeping behind me right now and you look very very handsome. please continue showing us your cool side <3

Hoseok’s rolling paper by the members

Namjoon: You are often like a horse, but you pull us like a horse. You are like an angel 1004-9 (sounds like “you’re like an angel” in Korean). the most professional. When I see you my heart feels at ease. you dress nicely. Your shoulders got bigger. You’re very neat. You work hard to make songs lately. The point of our choreography. Jung Hoseok <3 the 'seok’ that I like the most is? Kim Jiseok hyung <3 (making a joke about liking another actor with 'seok’ in his name)

Jin: Hoba, your existence guides/leads my path. you teach me dancing and if I’m about to go down the wrong path you yell at me. You are scary :( I’m sorry I was wrong :(

Yoongi: Your bright energy always gives us hope. I hope you always stay bright and hopeful.

Jimin: You are a cool hyung whether it’s on stage or off stage. you’re such a perfect roommate that people who use their bedrooms alone don’t make me jealous. Sometimes you’re really like an adult and sometimes you are such a silly hyung. You are a hyung that always goes shopping with me. you are a hyung that’s brighter than anyone but also a hyung that gets tired faster than anyone. you are a hyung that loves seafood that I can’t eat. you are a hyung that’s always always loud. You are a hyung that always makes fun of me but also tells me that I’m cool. let’s not be sick.

Taehyung: Hoseok hyung you are someone that makes me laugh. You are someone that gives me joy. you are a hyung that takes care of me. I’m always thankful and I love you. Our hope.

Jungkook: Hope hyung. You are always a bright energy! Thank you for always making the environment happy. I’m catching up to your producing!

Yoongi’s rolling paper by the members: 

Namjoon: I wish you would gain some strength. when I look at you sometimes, you really are good looking. You are often very attractive lately. Your body is very weak, you are like a grandpa. I don’t know since when but you started wearing only black clothing. You got a bit more tanned so you are like brown sugar now. Your music is cool. MinSuga who is important to BTS <3 The 'ga’ that I like the most is? Shim Chunga (an old Korean folk tale)

Jin: Yoongi-ah you are my roommate, even when we marry let’s live together and be roommates how is that? 

Hoseok: Suga hyung!! I always have a thankful heart towards you ~~ <3 <3 I am also thankful for the gift you gave me recently <3 <3 <3 I anticipate you hyung ~~<3 I will give you a birthday gift this time ~ !! <3

Jimin: It makes me happy seeing you laugh often. Always stay this way. Don’t faint when you get older and do extraneous activities. you are very attractive when you perform these days.

Taehyung: A hyung that is pretty doing many things, and smiling. Don’t be sick, always be healthy, and make only good memories. The best smile angel of the universe Min Yoongi hwaiting (cheering)

Jungkook: suga hyung. let’s go eat lamb skewers one day. let’s lose weight first though!!!

Jin’s rolling paper by the members

Namjoon: Your mental age is like 2.6 years old, but you love eating. When you drive, when you play the guitar, when you are good at things at times, you are the most attractive. Your age worth is -99999999 won. You are often cute. You were a lot more attractive when we debuted, but you are still good looking. Kim Seok-jin <3 the 'jin’ that I love the most is? Crane wing formation (in Korean)

Yoongi: Jin hyung please act your age … I’m joking. It’s fun seeing you so bright lately! Thank you!!

Hoseok: Jin hyung that I love. I’m so glad that you are the oldest hyung in our team ~~~ !! please act your age though!!~<3<3

Jimin: I’m thankful that you are you. You’re the funniest out of all of us. I think this often lately, but you’re really good looking. You’re also like an old man though … also like a child … also like a fool … also like an angel … Thank you hyung.

Taehyung: Jin hyung please come back to the time when you were good looking~!! Now *sigh* .. never mind .. I like you. also, hyung you match short hair a lot. everything Jin does is good. have strength always!

jungkook: Jin hyung … It’s so tiring stooping to your level but when I see you it’s so fun and joyful … please remain that way. Aja! Aja! hwaiting (cheering).

Cr rosoidai 
That took me like forever to write. Hope you enjoy it ^^ @mimibtsghost


Be the Support System that your past self needed.
Don’t pay attention to the ones that berate you and focus on the ones that celebrate you! 

Happy Big Girl Appreciation Day! 


“how would you like robert vaughn to be remembered?”
“he listened and responded reasonably, that’s all.”
-robert francis vaughn 11/22/32-∞


Draco had never been certain of anything in his entire life. As far as he knew, the answer to the question “Is the sun coming up tomorrow morning?” was a shrug.

He had a thing for shrugging these days, in fact. Harry would tell him to watch out, or his shoulders might fuse to his earlobes. And Draco would tell Harry to shut his mouth, because no one had ever been decked in public for shrugging too aggressively at someone, because uncertainty is the safest decision one can make at any given time, you idiot. And Harry would insist that sometimes you need to take risks to feel alive. And Draco would argue that Harry had already died once because of risk taking, so why should he believe a word he said? So Harry would ask Draco if he loved him, and Draco always said yes. Perhaps not always with a cheeky grin plastered helplessly across his face, but he always said yes. And then he would shrug and look down at his feet to hide the blood rushing to his cheeks. Harry always knew how to make him blush. He hated it.

So maybe Draco wasn’t consistently uncertain. But he could count on one hand the things he had the most faith in:

  1. Toast. He could always count on himself to burn it.
  2. Quidditch. He played for the Cannons now. So did Harry. Draco was a chaser, believe it or not. Harry still always caught the snitch. Every time.
  3. Muggle coffee was the greatest invention of all time, magic or otherwise, and most of his inheritance was spent at the Starbucks two blocks down from his house.
  4. Harry’s hair could not and would not ever be tamed.
  5. He loved Harry Potter more than anything he had ever loved in his life. If you were to call anything he did before the age of 16 “love.” Perhaps Harry was the only thing Draco had ever loved in his life. That and Starbucks.

As the fresh twang of autumn tapped incessantly at their window, Draco mentally counted these five things off on Harry’s knuckles. They were a tangle of arms and legs and blankets and morning breath, even though it was half past noon.

One, two, three, four, five.

He’d have to get up and make them breakfast sooner or later. Burnt toast. Harry loved it that way, and not just because Draco was the one who made it. He didn’t even eat it with jam. 

One, two, three, four, five.

Harry’s heartbeat was as steady as the first November rain falling outside. If Draco closed his eyes, he couldn’t distinguish between the two.

Four. Five.

His hair was everywhere, crushed underneath his head on the pillow but still somehow managing to fall all wrong. It smelled like mowed clover. Draco wanted to roll around in it forever.

Five, five, five…

The neat bow of worry that somehow managed to tie itself up at the very bottom of Draco’s stomach every morning loosened.

He breathed in, and he breathed out, and Harry lazily breathed with him. He was asleep. He was asleep, and he was alive. Everything about Harry was so alive. Draco wanted to scoop out some of his aura and drink it with his coffee in the morning.

Draco loved Harry Potter more than any living being could love anyone, he thought.

And if he was certain of that, well… If Draco believed in Harry James Potter, Draco could believe in everything.

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Every time I see someone describe Roy as a “womanizer” (especially to suggest he wouldn’t be loyal to Riza) I want to find the nearest grassy knoll and roll down it forever just to put as much distance between myself and that concept as possible

The boy goddamn grew up with an adoptive mom who used her “girls” to run a covert information-gathering network because they were rarely suspected as more than curious, flirtatious, naive young ladies–it was a front, a ruse, a clever tactic using young sexuality to disguise illegal information reconnaissance. Roy encodes his alchemy notes as “date journals” which no one besides Ed and a close few seem to know because that’s the point of encoding things. To keep them hidden. Roy doesn’t actually date any of these girls; he puts on a front, makes himself seem like all he cares about is chasing tail to disguise his truer, subversive goals in the military. He intentionally pisses off his less important underlings with loud flirty phone calls (spoiler alert: to Riza in disguise) in order to further this mask so he is viewed as less of an ambitious, focused threat. Roy never actually dates anyone ever in the entire series. Not in flashbacks, not currently, even when Havoc makes it clear it’s an option. He only ever flirts with “Elizabeth” which, spoiler alert, was another front he used to keep up conversation with Riza while they hunted out Gluttony. He flirts with and gives flowers to Olivier as a means of revealing the secret identity of an all-powerful homunculus who can observe everything from the shadows. It’s all calculated. It’s all intentional. It’s all a huge freaking subterfuge.

TL:DR The only times Roy Mustang has EVER exhibited womanizing behavior was to trick other people into ignoring his highly illegal, societally subversive, ambitiously driven attempts to overturn the entire structure of Amestris and if you think it’s a genuine part of his character than boy oh boy he’s tricked you too.

I Should Have Kissed You

Characters: MOC!Dean x Reader, mention of Sam

Word Count: 1749

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up people), oral (male receiving), language, barely a hint of angst

A/N:  I was re-watching season 10 and it got me thinking about helping Dean get his mind off of the Mark.

You walk by Dean’s door for the third time in fifteen minutes.  His room is littered with books as he sits against the side of his bed with his long legs crossed out in front of him and his nose buried deep in a book.  You had been living with Sam and Dean long enough to know that something was up.  Ever since the last lead on the Mark went nowhere Dean had been obsessed with reading everything he could find about it.  You were worried, which was why you were walking past his room yet again.  You take a breath and knock on the open door.  Dean barely looks up from his book.

“Hey, Dean,” you say standing over him.

“Hey Y/N,” Dean mumbles.

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  • Rowan: I am powerful and have lived for more years than you can imagine. I am a warrior who cannot be destroyed. I have no emotion.
  • Aelin: um, no. You're a cinnamon roll and will be forever loyal to me.
  • Rowan: I am a cinnamon role and will be forever loyal to you.
  • Aelin: great, join the club. *points to Dorian and Chaol*
The key is working with artists away from distractions of a big studio. He points out the corner where Swift recorded vocals for her recent hit “I Don’t Wanna Live Forever”. “She just comes over and no one knows we’re here,” he says. “It always comes out better when it’s two friends sitting together wearing headphones.”
—  Jack Antonoff about working with Taylor - Rolling Stone magazine (June 29th 2017 issue)
Coach and Suzanne, Part Four

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Warning: This bit contains a coming out that isn’t so great. Everything will be okay, this fic (and at this point it’s an actual fic and not just me head canoning all the livelong day) follows Ngozi’s intent for our boy. Bitty wins, you guys.

Suzanne keeps herself in check when she hears the rumble of the truck on the gravel driveway. Her hands are submerged in sudsy water, and she won’t go flying out the door getting soap everywhere, no matter how much she wants to. She runs cold water to rinse her hands, listening to the click of the truck engine outside the kitchen window, and dries them while the sound of Dickey teasing his father about the radio floats in.

She meets them at the back door. Dickey’s in first and that’s when Suzanne let’s herself squeal just a little.

Baby,” she cries, yanking him in for a hug. “Look at you.”

Dickey laughs as she sways him back and forth. “Look at you, you cut your hair!”

“Only a little,” she says, pulling back enough to give her head a shake. “What do you think? Do I look younger?”

“Not a day over twenty five,” Coach interrupts just behind Dickey’s shoulder. “Can we come in the house or are we gonna live in this doorway forever?”

Suzanne rolls her eyes at him but steps back, tugging Dickey with her by the shoulders. “Come on, let’s get out of the way so your father can bring in all your–”

Coach gives her a look as she takes in the carry-on bag in his hand. Suzanne stops, fingers still wrapped around Dickey’s upper arms.

“All your bags,” she finishes. “What’s going on?”

“I should let y'all talk,” Coach says, setting the bag aside and heading for the doorway. “I’ll be in the den.”

Which means, Suzanne realizes, that whatever it is, Coach already knows about it.

Since when am I the last to know, she thinks. She turns away from the retreating back of her husband and rubs one hand over Dickey’s shoulder. He looks pale and scared.

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BTS Reacts to seeing their s/o asleep on the couch with their child on their chest.


Namjoon would lean against the door frame before walking over, trying to process how cute the two of you were. He’d exhale slowly and walk over quietly, whispering to himself about how you never ceased to amaze him, and how he didn’t deserve you at all.

“You’re too good for me jagi…how do I deserve you?”


Yoongi would spot the two of you on the couch and wander over silently, secretly jealous of your child. He wanted to cuddle and sleep next to you two, but something about seeing your child sleeping on your chest made him stop. The two of you looked so serene and angelic; instead of disturbing the peace he kneels by the couch and gently brushes hair from your face.

“You both are so perfect….thank you for choosing me jagi…”


J-Hope would beam happily from ear to ear and quietly set down anything he’d been carrying.  His smile would never fade as he nuzzles your face, cooing about how cute the two of you are and how much you meant to him. He would make enough noise to wake you and the child, which he’d immediately apologise for.

“You guys are the cutest in the world. I dont want anyone but you two.”


Jin would pad over as quietly as humanly possible, pulling the blanket drapped over your legs just a bit higher. His eyes would go to the small child resting on your chest and marvel at the beauty of your combined genes. A small smile would pull at his lips and he’d press a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I love you two so much that words cannot even begin to covey how happy I am. My beloved family." 


He’d pull his cell phone from his pocket and capture the moment on his camera roll forever. He would coo softly about how soft the two of you looked together, and how he was so happy he was part of your lives. Stooping down next to the couch, he would place millions of kisses all over you and the child.

"You make me so happy jagi…you’ve given me more than I deserve. Thank you….”


Tae would smile lovingly at the two of you. His precious family, happy and peaceful in the simplicity of your little house. He would sit next to the two of you on the couch and softly rub your child’s back while whispering how much the two of you meant to him. A soft song would spill from his lips and he’d bend down, placing a kiss on the crown of the child’s head.

“Thank you so much for becoming my family jagi….and making it bigger and happier.”


Kookie would try to contain his excitement as he walks over to the two of you, his hands covering his mouth as a huge smile breaks out on his face. His arms would drape carefully over you and the child, embracing you in a halo of warmth. He would nuzzle you and the child happily.

“My two most precious people. My beautiful family. I love you.”

- Admin M

Shy (Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Request: @lovely-wagner

“Could you do a Steve Harrington x Reader ,the reader is 2 years younger so she is 15 and they are secretly dating she is also dustins older sis and is really shy but steve is really sweet with and someone catches them together spreads rumors at school about it thanks sorry if it sounds stupid😊🍃💞”

Warnings: None!

A/N: Alright so I don’t really like Steve but I tried my best :) This is my first Stranger Things imagine!


“Hey babe.” Steve greeted quietly, grabbing Y/n’s hand and intertwining their fingers.

Y/n blushed. “Hi.”

Y/n’s eyes scanned the empty hallway.

She sighed realising nobody was around. She gently kissed Steve’s cheek, causing him to blush too.

The bell rang and students came out of the classrooms. Y/n and Steve jumped apart, earning some weird and some knowing looks from others. Y/n sighed.

Y/n and Steve left separately.

When Y/n arrived home, she was surprised to see her little brother Dustin, and his friends, Mike, Will, and Lucas, waiting for her to walk through the door.

As soon as she walked in, she was bombarded with questions.

“Woah, woah, woah. Slow down, boys. What’s wrong, kiddo.” Y/n ruffled Dustin’s hair.

“You’re dating Steve Harrington?!” He exclaimed.

“W-where did you hear that?” Y/n gulped.

“Scarlett told Carol, who told Tommy, who told Lauren, who told Marie, who told Jack, who told Noah, who told Sally, who told her little sister, who told us!” Will answered, struggling to remember.

Y/n frowned.

“Ya know, Nancy has had a crush on Steve since forever.” Mike rolled his eyes.

“He’s a douchebag, Y/n! Why is somebody as nice as you dating him!” Lucas furrowed his eyebrows.

“No! He’s super sweet! I promise!” Y/n’s eyes widened.

“Look, if he makes you happy, then I’m fine with it.” Dustin smiled, causing Y/n to grin.

“But if he hurts you, he’ll have all of us after him!” Will frowned.

Y/n laughed, kissing each of the boys cheeks.

“My superheroes.”



Eyes that are filled with the bright light of the moon, sharp as flint, strong as steel and soft as mist on a still lake at dawn. Wild as the sky on a cloudy day and calm as the sea before the storm, carrying the force of rivers and tides, rocks and mountains, rain and lightning. Eyes with the power to change shade like shimmering moonstones and silvery waters. To gaze into grey eyes is to behold a magical spectrum of light and shadow.


Eyes that are as dark and deep as the infinite night sky, holding the mysteries of galaxies inside them. Mesmerizing pools of the purest ink hiding onyx and obsidian in their depth. Eyes reflecting the heavens, as exquisite as liquorice, as opulent as ebony and as lustrous as melanite. The universe resides in black eyes and staring into them will reveal the true meaning of stargazing.


Eyes that sing of the forest, of linden leaves dancing in the wind and emerald moss resting in the shade. Ponds of jade reflecting leafy trees in all their splendour, the shades of dusky gardens and endless sunny fields. Peridot eyes hold the bliss of spring and the freedom of rolling hills. The woods forever dwell in green eyes and looking into them is looking into the heart of the earth.


Eyes like melted chocolate, filled with the warm glow of the sun. Dark as coffee and luxurious mahogany, passionate as blazing fire, comforting as rich caramel and captivating as burning sunsets. Eyes that tell the tales of ancient hazel trees, of chestnuts standing tall upon the ground. Honey and cinnamon lend them their sweetness while amber and topaz give them their glory. To meet the gaze of brown eyes is to discover the true value of gold.


Eyes that carry the depth of the ocean inside them, clear as the sky on a summer day. Bright as aquamarine and dark as lapis lazuli, pools of sapphire holding both the strength and serenity of waterfalls. Azure eyes singing of freedom and adventure, of water glittering in the sunlight and waves breaking on the shore. To gaze into blue eyes is to drift off into an eternally glistening sea.