someone give me something better to do

Dick I’ll be There for You Grayson

Red Hood and the Outlaws Annual #1

As we all know, in this issue Jason sends Dick some coordinates to his location because he needs his help, and Dick shows up to see what Jason wants. That being said, what stands out to me in this scene is when Dick says, “Look, I’ve got like a hundred things I need to get back to.” Dick has hundreds of things to do because he’s always on the move and working, but despite that, he takes the time out of his ridiculously busy schedule to come find Jason and see what he needs. Jason doesn’t even mention in his initial message why he needs Dick to come, Dick just assumes it’s important and he drops whatever he’s doing to come to Jason’s aid. And this isn’t the only time that Dick stops what he’s doing in order to help his family or to support them.


Batman #34

Exhibit A: Damian is upset because of Bruce’s engagement to Selina and because Bruce went to Khadym where Talia is. But instead of making Damian stay in Gotham to stew in confusion and frustration, Dick forgoes whatever responsibilities he has and goes with Damian to Khadym to support him (and, well, probably to make sure he doesn’t maim anyone). As you can tell from the panel above, Damian seems pretty grateful for it. 


Batman Gotham Knights #1

Exhibit B: Tim calls Dick because he’s worried about how Bruce is handling a case that Bruce feels personally connected to. As you can see above, Dick is originally heading towards Bludhaven, but as soon as he becomes worried about Bruce and wants to help him, he instantly switches his course and drives to Gotham. 


Robin #156

Exhibit C: Tim has self blaming tendencies and it’s extremely prominent in this issue. He’s in a negative headspace where he’s thinking: “I blame myself” and “I finally felt like I wasn’t ruining/ending the lives of everyone I met” etc. Anyways, he comes across a guy who’s attempting to commit suicide by jumping off of a building. Tim sits down with him and basically says, “Bad things have happened to me that I struggle to deal with. I remind myself that things get better and if I have trouble remembering that, I find someone to talk to.” In reference to finding someone to talk to, Tim also says this, which is relevant to the panel above,

“Maybe they give you advice, and that’s great… or maybe they just listen sometimes, that’s all you need.” 

Tim, who’s obviously struggling with his own mental health issues, calls Dick. And guess what? Dick stops what he’s doing and takes the time to listen to Tim. Maybe he can tell from Tim’s tone that something is off and Tim needs him. Or maybe he just decides that having a chat with Tim is more important than going to wherever he was initially headed. Either way, Dick acts as Tim’s rock in this moment, and proves to put aside his own agenda in favor of being there for his brother. 

“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

dont deny it DONT DENY IT 

  • “It never works for us, and it never will.”
  • “I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”
  • “I can’t fall in love with you.  I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”
  • “My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”
  • “I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”
  • “I regret it all.  I really do, I swear.  Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”
  • “Remember when you promised we’d always be together?  Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”
  • “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”
  • “The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”
  • “I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”
  • “Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”
  • “This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on.  You never caught on.  I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”
  • “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”
  • “Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”
  • “Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”
  • “It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly.  It was just like… Morphine.”
  • “You’re just not enough anymore.”
  • “It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”
  • “Ah, it was all my fault.  Wasn’t it?”
  • “To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”
  • “Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you.  You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”
  • “You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”
  • “Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”
  • “I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”
  • “This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”
  • “I couldn’t make you fall in love with me.  I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”
  • “Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”
  • “To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”
  • “I know I deserve better than you.  I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”
  • “All of this was to protect myself.”
  • “I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”
  • “I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”
  • “Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”
  • “Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”
  • “The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”
  • “We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”
  • “What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”
  • “I’ll let you down.  I will always let you down.  I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”
  • “Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”
  • “I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”
  • “I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”
  • “I can’t forget about him/her!  It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”
  • “The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying.  He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”
  • “Listen…  You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried.  He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please.  Give me what I deserve.”
  • “It would have been better if we never met.”
  • “You’re my regret.”
  • “I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”
  • “Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”
  • “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”
  • “Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love.  How pathetic.”

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Don’t Doubt Your Writing

Anonymous asked: “Any advice for the crippling self-doubt with writing? I do short stories and I never think they’re good enough.”

Get ready for probably one of the worst pep-talks ever written. The first time I heard someone say (and not to me actually), “No one asked you to be a writer,” was probably the first time I realized I didn’t actually have to write. 

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Relevant Commands in Islam for Young People:

Stop talking trash about other people:

“O you who have attained to faith! Avoid most guesswork [about one another] - for, behold, some of [such] guesswork is [in itself] a sin; and do not spy upon one another, and neither allow yourselves to speak ill of one another behind your backs. Would any of you like to eat the flesh of his dead brother? Nay, you would loathe it! And be conscious of God. Verily, God is an acceptor of repentance, a dispenser of grace!” - The Holy Qur'an [49:12]

Stop saying you’ll do something, but not do it:

“Most loathsome is it in the sight of God that you say what you do not do!” - The Holy Qur'an [61:3]

Stop talking when you’re angry:

“When one of you is angry, he should be silent.” - The Prophet [Al-Adab Al-Mufrad]

Stop thinking that God won’t accept your repentence:

“Even if your sins reached up to the clouds in the sky, I would forgive you.”- Hadith Qudsi [Sunan al-Tirmdhi]

Stop pretending that God won’t forgive you from your sins so you don’t start fresh:

“Why would God cause you to suffer [for your past sins] if you are grateful and attain to belief - seeing that God is always responsive to gratitude, all-knowing?” - The Holy Qur’an [4:147]

Stop telling the other gender to lower their gaze, lower it yourself, that includes online:

“Tell the believing men to lower their gaze and to be mindful of their chastity: this will be most conducive to their purity - [and,] verily, God is aware of all that they do… And tell the believing women to lower their gaze and to be mindful of their chastity.” - The Holy Qur'an [24:30]

Stop being mean to those who have wronged you:

“Excellence is being kind to those who are evil to you.” - Prophet Eisa (Jesus) [Tafsir ibn Kathir]

Stop forgetting to pray to God when times are tough, here, Dua of Desperation:
رَبِّ إِنِّي لِمَا أَنْزَلْتَ إِلَيَّ مِنْ خَيْرٍ فَقِيرٌ
Rabbi inni limaa anzalta ilayya min khayrin faqeer
[28:24]

Stop neglecting to put what you learn into practice:

“Who are the learned? Those who practice what they know.” - The Prophet [Bukhari]

Stop procrastinating and work hard:

“The believer dies with sweat on his brow.” - The Prophet [Tirmidhi]

Stop envying other people:

“Beware of envy, for envy consumes good works as fire consumes wood.” - The Prophet [Abu Dawud]

Stop chasing things that you know aren’t good for you:

“…it may well be that you hate a thing the while it is good for you, and it may well be that you love a thing the while it is bad for you: and God knows, whereas you do not know.” - The Holy Qur’an [2:216]

Stop forgetting that God is testing you with hardships:

“Do people think that they will be left alone because they say: ‘We believe,’ and will not be tested?” - The Holy Qur'an [29:2]

“And most certainly shall We try you by means of danger, and hunger, and loss of worldly goods, of lives and of [labour’s] fruits. But give glad tidings unto those who are patient in adversity -” - The Holy Qur'an [2:155]

Stop forgetting that God knows you can get through these hardships:

“God does not burden any human being with more than he is well able to bear” - The Holy Qur'an [2:286]

“God does not burden any human being with more than He has given him - [and it may well be that] God will grant, after hardship, ease.” - The Holy Qur'an [65:7]

“Seek closeness [to God] and be steadfast.. in all that afflicts the believer there is atonement, even a thorn that pricks him.” - The Prophet [Tirmidhi]

Stop taking your free time and health for granted:

“Two favors that many of the people squander are health and free time.” - The Prophet [Tirmidhi]

Stop fooling yourself into thinking that those sins you do lead to better things than what God can give:

“There is nothing that you leave out of God-consciousness [taqwa] except that God will compensate you with something better” - The Prophet [Ahmad]

Stop forgetting that God remembers those who do good:

“O son of Adam, I do not forget the person who disobeys Me, so how can I forget someone who obeys Me?” - Hadith Qudsi

Stop finding excuses to not give money in charity:

“A man said: 'O Messenger of God, which kind of charity is best? He said: 'Giving charity when you are in good health, and feeling stingy, hoping for a long life and fearing poverty.”’ [Nasa'i]

“[O believers,] never shall you attain to true piety unless you spend on others out of what you cherish yourselves;” - The Qur'an [3:92]

Stop waiting for God to make a change you need to make:

“Indeed, God will not change the condition of a people until they change what is in themselves.” - The Holy Qur'an [13:11]

Stop forgetting to pray for your parents, here, the Dua for parents:

[rabbi irhamhuma kama rabbayanee sagheera] “My Lord, have mercy upon them as they brought me up [when I was] small” [17:24]

Stop thinking that being young doesn’t matter, of the protected people on Youm Al-Qiyamah it includes:

“a youth who grew up with the worship of God” - The Prophet [Bukhari]

Stop pretending that wealth and worldly stuff is a reward from God, they’re tests:

“and know that your worldly goods and your children are but a trial and a temptation, and that with God there is a tremendous reward” [8:28]

Just remember: “The Prophet said, 'My Lord says…if he comes to Me walking, I go to him running.’” - [Bukhari]

Dear one-sided lover,

I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry.

I am sorry because I couldn’t love you the way you wanted. I am sorry I couldn’t give you what you wanted.

But please understand that I am hurting too. The feelings of guilt — they are never ending. The feelings of hope that you might find someone better — they are never ending.

I keep telling myself that I didn’t break your heart when I rejected you, but it’s a lie, isn’t it?

Liar. Heartbreaker. Liar. Heartbreaker. Liar. Heartbreaker.

I see you looking at me when I turn my head. I see you giving me a shoulder to cry on. I see you being the third wheel.

I wish I could do something other than limiting my PDA with someone else, when in front of you. But I am helpless too.

I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I wish someone would give you the kind of love you want.

The society makes a mockery of friend-zoned people, but they don’t tell you the guilt that comes with friend-zoning in people like me.

It’s all in vain now, because, you’re just a friend to speak about.
—  From a person at the other end of unrequited love
Unforgettable birthday

Word count: 2.021

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Shouting and tears


“Two days. In two days, everything must be perfect and I still don’t know what to do”, you sighed to yourself and snuck further into your blanket, which was hanging loosely around your shivering body. Winter was at its finest this time of the year and your house, being quite a big one, was partly cold, even though the heater was on. The end of January was coming, which meant cold, snow and of course warm clothes.

But above all that, the end of January meant the beginning of February. And the beginning of February signaled Harry’s birthday. You always wanted to make his birthday a memorable day but you always ended up organizing something common and just too plain for your liking. Harry never minded that your ideas were simple; he just loved the fact that you devoted some of your time to think of him and show him you cared.

You , on the other hand, felt not so good about it. You would always beat yourself up about it and be irritated that you couldn’t give to him what he really deserved. Harry had made fun of you the first time you were all pouty and grumpy over such a small thing but he just couldn’t understand. He had managed to make your own birthday a day you would like to live again and again, every single year that day came around. So, why couldn’t you do the same for him?

That was the only thing you wanted to do. To make his day be the reason he would like to press a repeat button and start it all over. Having this in mind, this year, you had set a goal to create the best memories possible. First, you had tried to decorate the roof of your apartment and have some of your closest people come by, but the roof had been reconstructed lately and instantly, this option was out of the picture. Next, you had tried to organize an excursion to a beautiful place, just the two of you for a couple of days, but your empty wallet said otherwise.

All these difficulties were keeping you back from doing what you had envisioned to do and it was driving you mad. Under no circumstances would you sit for a plain dinner night with some lit candles again. You wanted and had to keep your eyes open for new ideas. Even your parents had tried to help and lend you some money to make that excursion a reality, but your pride stopped you and even though you were dying to take the money, they had already done enough.

“Why can’t I think of something spectacular for once?”, you cried over the phone to your friend, who obviously, had nothing better to do than listen to your complaints and whining.

“Maybe you are over-thinking this whole thing. Just let it flow and see where it takes you”, your friend said and you got up. She was right. You were trying too hard to make an idea pop into into your head that all of your energy had vanished.

“I hope sleeping will help”, you said hanging up and going to bed. After a lot of tossing and turning, you decided to call Harry. He was in his own apartment, probably sleeping, but you needed to hear his voice. You weren’t living under the same roof yet but it was in your future plans for sure.

“Love, are yeh okay? Why are yeh callin’ meh this late?”, Harry’s groggy voce said and you felt a tad bad for waking him up.

“I am alright but I missed you and I decided to call you. I won’t keep you up for long I promise”, you defended and you heard his chuckle.

“I have no problem baby but yeh had meh worried there”, he giggled and you smiled yourself.

“Sorry about that. How was your day today?”, you said and you both ended up talking through the phone for the whole night. It was completely natural for you. Talking with Harry was something else. You never got bored and he never got tired of hearing your voice.

The next morning though was indeed boring because it found you on your laptop, trying to contact your boss to inform him that you couldn’t turn up to work tomorrow. He tried to make it clear that he needed you in your post but he eventually gave in and gave you your day-off. Jumping from your chair, you looked yourself in the mirror.

“Tomorrow’s the day and you got nothing. Think!”, you shouted to your reflection like it would be scared and it would hand you the perfect plan in a heartbeat. Of course, this didn’t happen and you got more frustrated. Harry had suggested the night before, you go to his house and stay there for tomorrow and the weekend so you thought this was a great opportunity to walk a bit and let the cool wind clear your head.

Arriving to his house, you entered with your spare key and called his name but no response was given. Going up to his your bedroom, you placed your duffel bag in the closet and your gaze was stuck somewhere out of the window. You didn’t want to surrender and face the bitter truth that Harry’s day would once again be dull. He never told you that, but you knew it; it was boring experiencing the same things over and over again.

You had already bought his present and everything but this was not enough. Not in the slightest bit. Having nothing more to do you cooked a meal for when Harry would come back and you turned on the TV. And just then, he appeared in front of you in all his glory answering questions and sharing his contagious smile which had many girls going crazy. This time though, you didn’t feel like smiling. You felt like crying. Just like that, you turned off the TV and headed upstairs to relax.

You read your favourite book, listened to some music and even placed your clothes on the hangers but Harry was still nowhere to be found. He should be home by now and you knew nothing about a meeting or so. You picked up your phone and you were ready to dial his number when a notification from Twitter flashed through your screen. Anne had twitted something. Opening the application, you felt like fainting. She was wishing Harry Happy Birthday today.

“No no no no this is a joke. Tell me this is a joke”, you said while checking the calendar on your phone. Your eyes bulged out of their sockets when you saw the date. 1st of February. How was this possible? It was still the 31 of January. It had to be. You couldn’t be that mistaken. But then again your calendar couldn’t be wrong. You pressed your phone against your ear waiting to hear Harry’s voice but that irritating sound had taken Harry’s voice’s place telling you were on voicemail.

You tried to calm down while your mouth was still hanging open. The only thing you wanted was to surprise Harry this year and make him feel appreciated the way he deserves but instead you lost the track of days and forgot his birthday! How ironic! After trying to get in touch with him for the fifteenth time that night, you had to charge your phone so you plugged it and waited. It was 1:45 and you were wide awake. You didn’t know what you would tell Harry for this terrible mistake of yours but you needed to see him.

After two more agonizing hours, you heard the front door open and close and all the air was knocked out of your system. All this time you had persuaded yourself that you would face him but now that the time came all you wanted to do was open a hole on the ground and hide in there forever. His footsteps were heard outside of the room and when he pushed the door open you knew you were unjustifiable. He was looking anywhere but you and his face were radiating sadness and disappointment.

When the first word came out of your mouth, he took a sharp breath and turned to look at you making you close your mouth again. It was hard for you to explain yourself but you had to. You owed him that.

“Harry I- I don’t know how it happened I swear. You know I would never do that to you”, you started but he just shook his head.

“I hope your reason is good enough”, was the only thing that was aimed at you and you were ready to break down.

“All these days, I wanted to come up with something extraordinary for your birthday. I didn’t want it to be like all the previous years. But I lost track of time and the day came and I don’t know. I was so caught up trying to please you that I did the exact opposite. I am so sorry Harry, I really am”, you started to walk towards him but you stopped when he made a step back.

“Is that so? I hope this is the reason yeh were so distant all these days and not somethin’ else. Or better yet, someone else”, Harry said venomously and it was your turn to take a step back. Was Harry really hinting that you were seeing someone else behind his back? This had your blood boiling in a matter of seconds.

“Excuse you? I know I messed up and forgot about your birthday but this gives you no right to accuse me of something so wrong! You know me! I would never do such a thing to you! Are you kidding me?”, you said clearly offended throwing your hands in the air.

“I don’t know Y/N! First, yeh are all closed up and yeh only call meh one time in the day when yeh used to call meh at least three! Next thin’ I know, I get no wishes from meh girlfriend! And I had to lie to everyone that yeh couldn’t make it tonight!”, Harry screamed at you.

“This is what it’s all about, isn’t it? All you think of is what other people will say and how you will be able to make up a story of why I am missing! I never asked you to do it Harry! And I already apologized for forgetting your birthday!”, you said and turned around not wanting Harry to see your tears.

“Your tears aren’t goin’ to save yeh this time Y/N!”, Harry said and you had enough.

“You know what? I still don’t understand why you are so worked up. I thought I showed you my real self but I guess I was wrong. You got it all wrong Harry”, you said, looking disappointedly at him.

“So now this is meh fault? I really didn’t see that comin’”, Harry said sarcastically laughing to himself while you were standing there looking at him in disbelief. He was exaggerating and you had no clue why. Yes, forgetting about his birthday was something serious but was it serious enough for such an outrage?

“I want you to calm down Harry. I don’t know where this is all coming from but let me tell you it is nonsense”, you tried to reach out for him but decided against it and stayed put.

“You slippin’ through meh fingers is nonsense to you? Glad to know Y/N!”, Harry shouted and you covered your ears. That was it. He needed to calm down right now.

“No one is slipping through your fingers Harry! And if you don’t want it to happen anytime soon, you have to calm down so once you do, call me so we can discuss about it like the adults we are!”, you said furiously and got out of the room, put your shoes on and slammed the door shut, leaving a determined Harry behind, ready to walk out the house and come find you.


This took an unexpectedly angsty turn may I add. I feel like I haven’t written for years damn. How are you all? I hope you are doing great! I want to thank the people who dropped this request in my inbox and I truly hope you liked it! I surely liked writing it! (Yes, I am a sucker for angst, how did you know?) Don’t forget that my inbox is open and requests are too! Have a good day/night!

just a thing about Bakugo’s name

I love kanji, studying it in my free time is what I do when I’m not writing or making crappy fan art because boy do I need to get better at writing it, but while going through my manga a few minutes ago, I came across something that made me simultaneously angry and giggly.

The kanji for Bakugo’s name is 爆豪勝己 lit: explosion powerful victory self, which just totally gives away his character and quirk right off the bat, since his quirk is 爆破, explosion.

When his parents are introduced, we find out their names are Mitsuki and Masaru. And while this means nothing to someone reading the manga in English, for those of us who read it in Japanese (friendly neighborhood admin does the nihongo) the kanji used for their names are interesting, and this is where I was like *growls with anger while trying not to laugh*

Katsuki’s mother’s name, Mitsuki uses these kanji: 光己 lit: light self. It’s a pretty name, but she shares the same last kanji in her name as her son, Katsuki, the same 己

So, when I saw Katsuki’s father’s name, Masaru, I wanted to punch a wall because this kid’s name is literally just his dad’s name + the second half of his mom’s name I’m so f*cking mad rn

Masaru Bakugo’s name is written as 爆豪勝 lit: explosion powerful victory, but instead of being read as かつ (Katsu) like Katsuki’s name, it’s the nanori (a special reading for a kanji when used as a name) Masaru.

Bakugo’s parents decided that they were going to name their kid after themselves. Not only is he Winning Dude McPowerfulExplosion, his parents just combined their names! He’s My Parents Really Wanted To Name Me After Them Wining Dude McPowerfulExplosion. And I thought we’d seen it all when it came to Horikoshi’s naming of his characters being redundant. Katsuki was actually the first character whose name I got irrationally upset about when he was first shown.

A lot of the characters in the series suffer similarly cruel fates for their names, like my boy Tetsutetsu (鉄哲徹鐵, lit: iron intelligent/wise/sagely piercing iron, with the last kanji being an archaic kanji for iron); his name is composed of all different kanji with the same reading, but it’s so damn redundant it’s painful for me every time I see it. At least the only part of Izuku’s name that gets beaten over your head is the Deku reading that Katsuki points out when they’re little kids…

Just thought other people might find this interesting, though I’m sure someone has probably already pointed this out before at some point.

Catsitting | Kyungsoo

Pairing: Kyungsoo x reader
Genre: fluff, slight-but-not-really angst, Hybrid!AU
Words: 6.6k+

You somehow find yourself ‘catsitting’ for your best friend while he’s on a week-long trip. The only problem? His ‘cat’ hates you.

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty


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Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN Character Popularity Messages

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“Is there any meaning in, doing something like this?

“I’ll just say this, however you think about it, it has nothing to do with me.”

“If I can drink blood when I feel like it, that’s fine.”

“… … you as well, like it that way too, right?

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BTS reaction when their gf have a habit to putting her hands under their shirt/sleeves

anon: Hi I got a request for you, how would they react to gf have a habit of putting her hand up his shirt/sleeves in a non-sexual manner but as an act of intimacy and closeness

I hope you enjoy your request! ♥

JIN

Originally posted by eatkookiie

please ignore this cute fan which is 1000% right

Jin would be okay with that but only when you two are alone. He’s confident abt his look and your habit assurance him in this mind (beacause if I’m not handsome she doesn’t want to touch me, right?). But it take him some time to inure with this. Still when he starts to feeling your cold hand on his chest he can get surprised.

“Maybe I will warm up your hands and then you will back to touching your perfect boy?”

YOONGI

Originally posted by yoonmin

Yoongi have the most soft looking skin in Bangtan so touching him can give you two times more joy. He doesn’t mind it. He would enjoy it but secretly without telling you about that. Maybe sometimes he can tease you but not too much. Yoongi can tell you to touch his arm not a belly around others or even when you two were alone. But if he was working in studio he can tell you to stop doing this. He would love this look on your face of happines when you get to touch his skin.

“If this make you happy just go on but it tickles. You’re such a wierdo Y/N”

HOSEOK

Originally posted by hobisu

Fanboing. It’s what he would do when you show your habit for the first time. Touching him is a sign of affection and it makes him happy. He thinks that it’s really cute habit. When you and the boys were watching movie and -without knowing abt this- you started to reaching for his abs, he would smile and kiss your forehead thinking how lucky he is to have you.

“Y/N, you’re cute. I love you and all your strange habits”

NAMJOON

Originally posted by rapfluff

Loving it. Enjoying even more then loving. I feel like he isn’t confident abt his look and your habit can make him more self-confident. Namjoon thought it is cute. When you can’t put up his sleeve he would help you with a smile on his face and lauging abt how desperate you look to touch him.

“Let me help you. You could'vesaid what you wanted to doo~”

JIMIN

Originally posted by itschiminie

Mochi can get shy when you touch his abs around boys and maybe ask you to start touching his arm or wrist. He doesn’t want to boys tease you two abt your habit. But after few times he wouldn’t mind it (but still of boys’re around better don’t do this). It can be really realxing habit of yours for him after busy schedule and tiring practice.

“You don’t even know how your touch effect on me. Like you make me realxed and healthy and give me feeling that someone really loves me”

TAEHYUNG

Originally posted by jeonthegreat

There he is. One and only one Tae which will tease you and laugh pretending that your touch tickles him. Gets shy but not acting like this too much. If you touch him around boys, he can say something like “Look. My lovely girl can’t hold back her hands to touch me” and starts to make some fun of you with others. But the feeling of your hand on his skin~~ When he is sad or just wanted to do this- he can take your hand and put it under his shirt or sleeves.

“I think that your habit is cute. And it was too long ago when you last time touching me. Soo now you can,Y/N” - and this representative smile

JUNGKOOK

Originally posted by hohbi

Second one which can tease you. Like “I know that I’m golden maknae and every one want to touch me”. He is international playboy, you know. But it was only to blind you mind. In his head was so many minds. What should I do? Push her away? Maybe start teasing her? FUCK! NAMJOON HYUNG HELP ME! He would act like he doesn’t see this habit but he really enjoy this and always waiting for this habit to show.

“I think that your habit is some kind of serious illness. What should I do with you, Y/N?” -smile and hug because he know you love it and doesn’t be angry at him after this.

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⌦ characters: jungkook, an idol that gets jealous and insecure easily but in the cutest ways. y/n, the idol’s playful long distance girlfriend that also happens to be a heavy sleeper and his rock.

⌦ genre + plot: fluff, smut mention, angst. the long-distance couple stays in touch via daily facetime calls and the occasional visit, but even then they crave each other. the idol acts on those desires, but not without a few bumps.

⌦ wc: 3,595

muse: bts’ jeongguk



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Joker Imagine - Self harm

Anonymous said:

Hi! Can you write one where joker finds out the reader is selfharming? Like when he catches he doing it?

!!!! WARNING !!!! 

THIS MIGHT/CAN BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME PEOPLE: IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO TOPICS SUCH AS: self harm, depressing thoughts, blood, gore etc DO NOT READ THIS! I DON’T WANT YOU GUYS TO GET TRIGGERED. I CARE ABOUT YOU SO PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY.

Side note: I’m not trying to romanticise self harming in any way. It was requested and (warning, an opinion is coming!) I think that people should write anything really. I mean, for some murder can be an awful topic. If no one wrote about crime, there would be no detective stories, comics etc. Just saying! 


Originally posted by won-der-land89


Your P.O.V.

The pain was one feeling that made me feel alive. I didn’t feel completely empty, numb and dead inside when I made myself feel something. When the blood tickled down my skin or the electricity pinched me, I felt alive. Funny how a few weeks ago I was scared to do this, so terrified that my boyfriend the Joker would find it. I still was, but I reached a point where I couldn’t stop.

I cut myself, not so it was super obvious, but sometimes here and there. What I mostly did was something different. I used a few wires and a battery to give myself shocks. It hurt like fuck and rarely left marks. Of course my skin was bruising but J wouldn’t suspect a thing. It was better so. He wouldn’t understand anyway.

I was a disgrace, a stupid girl who couldn’t do anything right. I felt like J would kill me off sooner or later because no one would want someone like me around for too long. Right? Who the fuck would put up with me for longer than a couple months? I was surprised J hadn’t realized what kind of a fool I was by now.

It was Monday evening in Gotham city. J was out somewhere with his goons so I was all alone in the penthouse. The day had been okay so far, but then things turned upside down when I was alone. My thoughts were clogged with bad memories, all the negative things people had told me, my super awful years and simply depressing thoughts. Like Joker hated me, he only used me, the entire world hated me. Stuff like that.

A couple hours passed and then I found myself in our purple bedroom, sitting on the floor close to the bathroom just in case I had to hurry there. I stared at the electricity gadget in front of me. My vision was a little blurry because I had been crying earlier. Tonight seemed worse. I needed something worse than some shocks. ‘’Fuck it’’ I spat out and got up, walking hazily to the bathroom. I opened a white drawer and grabbed a razor. The small cold metal could do a lot of bad things.

I looked at my almost clean wrist. It was very tempting since I used to cut my legs. J would see if I had a lot of scars on my wrist. One couldn’t be too obvious. So I took a deep breath and placed the sharp metal on my wrist, pressing it gently to add pressure.Then I just stared at it with my heart beating harder than normally. I just had to drag it, down, then it would be done.

‘’Come on now’’ I growled at myself, getting angry because I couldn’t find the guts to do it. Then I leaned against the bathroom wall and I tried again. I just couldn’t. My gut twisted because I was a little pissed off with myself. ‘’Do it you sick idiot! It’s not like anyone cares’’ I spoke out loud once I saw my reflection in the mirror. I saw an ugly worthless girl. I gritted my teeth and then let the anger take the best of me. I made a deep cut and then I dropped the razor on the white tile floor. It took me a couple seconds to realize what I had done.

Blood started oozing out of the fresh cut and it hurt more than I expected. ‘’Oh no’’ I whispered and quickly pressed the wound with my clean hand. I made a huge mess! J would get so mad if he saw a ll this blood! ‘’Shit shit shit’’ I hissed under my breath and hurried to another drawer, pulling out a towel. Then I fell down on my knees and I tried to clean the blood. It just soaked the green towel and my bleeding wound kept making a mess. Before I could do anything else, I was stopped.

‘’What the hell is going on?’’ I heard a very familiar voice by the bathroom door. My entire body froze on the floor, every single muscle and cell just tensed up once Joker’s voice rang through my ears. How long had he been here?

‘’Accident..it was an accident’’ I lied with fear in my voice. Then I started getting lightheaded. I felt like I could just go to sleep for years. But I was also scared shitless now that J caught me. ‘’Don’t..lie’’ He tried to say as calmly as he could, but Joker wasn’t the best anger controller. I could tell that he was fucking disappointed in me. The way he spoke sent a shiver down my spine.

I fucked up.

‘’I’m not lying’’ I whispered with tears in my throat. Suddenly I felt like I could sit on the floor all night. I ignored eye contact and I focused on breathing. In and out.. in and out..

Joker growled something under his breath and I could tell that he struggled to keep as calm as he was. Then he kneeled down in front of me, roughly grabbing the towel and then my arm. I had to bite my lips so I wouldn’t start whimpering when he pressed the towel on my cut, pressing it so the bleeding would stop. He faced down so I couldn’t see if he was super angry or sad. It honestly scared me a little bit.

‘’I swear I-I’ll clean up’’ I broke the silence, because it was killing me. Suddenly J raised his head so he could face me. His red lips were pulled into a thin line and there was a dark, perhaps dull twist in his icy eyes. I tried my best to look into his eyes without crying, but it didn’t take long to fail. His silence was just awful because I knew what he was thinking, what he was doing. 

Tears blurred my vision and before I knew it they were rolling down my face. My body started trembling and then I sobbed quietly. Why wasn’t he speaking to me? ‘’Why?’’ I finally heard his voice. Now he sounded both angry and somber. I covered my  eyes with my other hand and I tried to wipe away my tears, but I couldn’t stop crying. It’s like all my feelings I had kept inside wanted to burst out. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t. I didn’t know how to explain it to someone who could react in ways I couldn’t imagine. Even tho he was my boyfriend..

Joker did the unexpected. He scooted right next to me and pulled me closer to him by wrapping his strong arms around me. I leaned against his chest. Soon after he started comforting me the best he could, which was a lot coming from him. J ran his fingers up and down my back, slowly, but so I felt his presence. Then he let me cry. I felt like a kid, crying wildly before it could speak. That was exactly my situation.

‘’What made you do this?’’ He asked me with a raspy voice when I calmed down a little bit. I grabbed the towel hard and I tried to take a deep breath. I had nothing to lose anyway so I could tell him anything. ‘’My thoughts’’ I started with a small voice. I had to tell him, because knowing J he wouldn’t let me off the hook until I told him the truth and if there was a person behind something. Once a guy yelled at me in the club because I apparently bumped into him, ruining his outfit with a drink. J shot the guy in the head, just like that.

‘’My thoughts are so mean to me, it’s like I have a bully in my head’’ I tried to explain something. Then I sniffled and blinked a couple tears away. J played with my hair and let me continue. So I simply told him anything that came to my mind. I told him about my past, my bad childhood, stupid exes and how the voices in my head seemed to get louder and more cruel. Everything.

‘’I just feel so worthless, like you’ll dump me soon and then I’ll have nothing’’ I whispered, partly hoping that he couldn’t hear that part. Suddenly he stopped playing with my hair, making me nervous. I hadn’t looked up to him while talking so I didn’t know his mood. I turned a little so I could look at his face. He seemed surprisingly sad. His red lips were parted a little bit and his eyes were very tedious. First he looked into my eyes, then my tearstained cheeks and my wrist where his eyes stayed. 

A wave of guilt slapped my face. I made him look so sad. It’s all my fault..

‘’Why haven’t you told me anything before?’’ He wanted to know, this time being the one avoiding eye contact. My heart skipped a beat. I expected him to pull out his gun and put a bullet through me. ‘’Because I didn’t want to bother you J. I-I didn’t want to seem weak’’ I explained myself carefully. J shut his mouth and looked at me again. Then he put his big hand on my cheek, gently. ‘’You’re not weak baby. Damn..’’ He growled and tilted his head from side to side. He was probably debating inside his head whether he should sound harsh or try to stay calm.

‘’You took down a group of armed men by yourself, you managed to get a cold man like me to feel things. Remember when we met?’’ He questioned me with a deep and raspy voice. I nodded, wondering why he brought that up. ‘’You weren’t scared. While everyone else were down on the floor, scared for their lives, you stood out. You walked up to me and I could have shot you, but no. You were so brave. So you’re not weak. If you were weak, you’d be dead by now’’ He told me very honestly without sugarcoats.

‘’But you must promise me something, and I’m not letting you break that promise’’ He warned me seriously. I knew what he would say, but I still waited. ‘’Don’t ever, I mean never ever do this to yourself again’’ He tried to make a deal. The tone in his voice was harsh and I knew why. He wasn’t playing around. ‘’I promise’’ I sighed and faced down, feeling ashamed. I couldn’t do anything right.

J touched my jaw and made me look at him. ‘’I trust you kitten, I really hope you can keep it. The next time you feel this way, speak to me. We can either talk and be like normal people, or go and find a toy to torture. You don’t have to hurt yourself when there’s plenty of people around’’ He suggested  seriously with a small smile. The suggestion sure sounded more thrilling.

‘’I’m sorry J’’ I apologized and sighed. I knew I’d have a scar on my wrist to remind me of this whenever I saw it. ‘’Mmh’’ J breathed out and shut his eyes.I didn’t even want to picture what it would be like to find him in my shoes and me in his. If I ever saw J so broken, I’d break too. Did he feel the same way about me? Or was I in deeper than he was? I had no idea and I didn’t want to find out.

‘’Let’s clean you up’’ He declared after a while. Then he got up and helped me on my feet as well. After sitting down and bleeding for a while, standing made me lightheaded. J put his hands on my shoulders so I could let my blood flow and clear my head. ‘’Thanks’’ I murmured silently. Damn this crying made my head hurt.

‘’And just so you know, after a bath and sleep we’re going to find your old bullies and torture them’’ J let me know and then he started filling the tub. I looked at him, first without an expression but then the corners of my mouth carved into a wicked smile. He truly cared about me. ‘’I can’t wait’’ I replied and then the flame of revenge burnt down my misery, at least for the moment.

I’d make them suffer for ruining me..

J K Rowling worked very hard in the Harry Potter series to give us heroes and villains who (aside from Voldemort, who was pure evil for a reason) were incredibly complex, with virtues and flaws and areas of moral ambiguity, and it just kills me to come on tumblr and see people zealously ignore all of that in favor of dividing characters into “problematic” (and therefore so evil that anyone who even thinks that they might have the slightest redeeming qualities is automatically a terrible person), and “perfect snowflakes too good and pure for this world.”

Severus Snape used his position of authority as a teacher to bully the weaker students in his class, especially Neville Longbottom, relentlessly and viciously.  He himself was abused as a child by his Muggle father and instead of this instilling in him sympathy and compassion, he projected the internalized self-hatred into a disdain for weakness and inflicted this same abuse on any children who showed the same vulnerability he felt at the time.  This is inexcusable.

Severus Snape also spent the entirety of the seventh book assigning a rebellious Neville Longbottom to detention with Hagrid, where he knew he would be safe, and convincing the Carrows that his blood-status made him worth recruiting despite his affiliations and basically doing all he could to protect Neville and the other DA members and is probably the only reason they survived long enough to go into hiding in the Room of Requirement.

Severus Snape abused and inflicted emotional trauma on Neville Longbottom cruelly and with no justification.  Severus Snape also repeatedly saved Neville Longbottom’s life and spent his own last months on earth devoting all of his energy and ability into keeping him and his friends alive.

Both of these things are true.  At the same time.

I don’t know how, later in life, Neville came to grips with this complicated legacy.  But I do think that as readers it’s our responsibility to come to an understanding of Snape that encompasses both.  You don’t have to like him (or hate him).

But you don’t get to gloss over the first to increase your feels over Snape’s heartbreak with Lily and you don’t get to be offended that Harry Potter (who suffered less and gained more at Snape’s hand than did Neville) decided to forgive Snape for his real wrongdoing and honor his real courage and sacrifice after his death (because whatever you think about Snape’s overall morality, you can’t deny that living the lie he did for seventeen years among allies who still felt like enemies, actively working against friends, entirely without recognition, for the sake of atoning for one wrong was an incredibly difficult and brave thing to do) while you smugly insist that he had no good qualities to honor and you are a better person for hating than anyone who suggests there might be more to him.

Forgiveness is not something that should ever be required, but no more is it a weakness when someone chooses to give it.

And don’t even get me started on the general attitude towards Dumbledore.

Imagine exchanging love letters with Jensen on your wedding day.


Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is the EIGHTH fic for my 6k celebration and one year fic-i-versary. The line requested was, If you’re not living the life that you want, you fight for that life. It will be highlighted in the fic. The line was picked by the lovely @chaos-and-the-calm67 Bev, I hope you like it. You requested flangst, but I’ll be honest, there isn’t a damn bit of angst in it. This was where the line took me. I hope you aren’t too disappointed! This is a fic that belongs in my Best Friends Universe. It can be read in isolation or you can put it in that world. 

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Easy to be a friend

I have no idea but take this brain dump.

Okay, so I noticed, it’s pretty easy to be my friend. Or even in general get me to like you and as to how. It’s so simple.

Food.

One of my aunts took me out to eat after I joined her to the hospital. I was always really quite around her (and most of my family) but once she bought me food and I now I love her to bits. So, can you imagine an Aliens reaction to that?

You have someone who’s probably really stoic, quiet, or just isn’t all that engaging. Then one of the more outgoing humans give them food and suddenly they’re just like,,, friend.

Or some people who are angry or frustrated! Give em a snake of something they like and boom! Slightly better. They’ll still pout but at least they food and can vent.

But imagine people who work similarly? Not food specifically but other trinkets and what not?

Feel free to add, please do.

Bellamy Blake Imagine: Mistake

Requested

Prompts: 7- “How long have you been standing there?”
11- “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
24- “Oh, fuck off.”
51- “Am I scaring you?”

Summary: Bellamy bets with Murphy that he would get into reader’s panties. But as the time passes he falls in love with her and stops caring about the bet, because he gets into relationship with her. But, unfortunately, she finds about the bet and they break up. However once he finds in the woods wounded after the fight with grounders, she finally gives him a chance to apologise and explain.

Word Count: 3584


A/N: So this request was hard to write for me since I can’t really imagine Bellamy doing something like that. So, please, don’t get mad at me for writing this.


Originally posted by morleybell


3rd POV
“What are you looking at?” Murphy approached Bellamy whose eyes were set on something, or better said on someone.

“At a piece of art,” Bellamy smirked licking his lips as he observed Y/N’s body. She was way more beautiful than any other girl around him and he couldn’t understand why he hadn’t approached you yet.

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Tbh. I always try to think of what someone’s intention could be before I read too deeply into things, or give a proper response. Why would they send this? What is the purpose? Is this sincerely a valid criticism or a passive aggressive jab?
Although It’s true. My work cannot compare to all the bigger things you’ve mentioned. But I feel you are not giving me enough credit as one person who has worked really hard on something I love for nearly two years now. I feel this was just some scornful criticism paraded about as constructive. Nevertheless I will try to do better as someone who wants to make comics. I’m sincerely sorry my work isn’t up to your standards. I wish all the best for you, and I hope you have the sense not to send these kinds of harsh comments and frankly abusive asks to creators who are presenting you with free content.

unsupported snape headcanons

oh boy hold on kiddos bc literally everything i think about snape is unsupported because there’s very little of his personal life in the books and i have so many hc’s it needed its own post. in answer to @snape-community‘s post and bc its been awhile since ive done one of these:

- he and hagrid are lowkey bffs. idk, i feel like hagrid just defended snape a lot in the first book. you can tell his demeanor towards the potion master definitely changed throughout the series and i think that’s bc hagrid had a lot of loyalty to harry and seeing snape treat the boy so badly created a rift between them

- when they were lowkey bffs, snape would have tea at hagrids. they would talk about the current status of the forest and if it was safe/viable to venture into it for potion ingredient gathering
- sometimes when hagrid was in there, if he saw something severus would appreciate, he would pocket it to give to him later

- snape visited hagrid for tea as a student. i feel like lily was the sort who would visit hagrid (idk, i just feel it) and she would drag snape along. he didn’t bother going back when their friendship ended and honestly, hagrid didn’t really mind. for all of hagrid’s stellar points, he was pretty prejudiced of slytherin. 
- he warmed up to him again when snape unofficially joined the light and became a professor/dumbledore’s man

- he and minerva pretty much hated each other when he started teaching. 
- he was angry at her for always backing up the mauraders and she frankly, just didn’t trust him
- their friendship started on a tentative foundation of overhearing the other make a snarky comment under their breath (either during a staff meeting, the head table, or an incident caused by a dunderheaded student that required all the heads of houses, the headmaster, and the mediwtich to assemble) and they couldn’t help but smirk in response
- their friendship was sealed when they got drunk together during the holidays in the staff room, somewhere in sev’s second or third year of teaching. they know a lot of things about each other and severus likes to tell himself he’s only friends with minnie because “the bitch knows too much” and not because he genuinely likes hanging out with the head of gryffindor, nope, of course not 

- he’s a really good head of house
- like, he takes the in loco parentis concept to a whole new level:

- he meets with students who are struggling with classes and directs them to a prefect/older student he knows excels in the subject in question for tutoring
- he will actually proofread potions essays if you give them to him with plenty of time before the due date and highlight sections that are weak to help you receive optimal points. (he does this with the other houses too actually. despite hating his life, he takes his job as a teacher seriously bc that’s just who severus is, but no one but the ravenclaws every bother asking)
- he will give extra credit assignments only if you ask him and show you’ve been making an effort to get your grades up. he doesn’t want to grade extra work if he knows it won’t help you/you dont really care
- all of this is given with a hefty amount of snark but he cares and you can see it in his eyes for a brief second before he makes a comment of “literally the last thing i want is to see your thick skull parading in my common room next year so ask miss doyle to help you with charms so you can pass your newts and leave this school while your parents are still proud of you”

- he keeps tabs on students that are struggling emotionally because he’s been there, done that, has the suicide attempt to prove it and he doesn’t want it to happen under his watch (he would blame himself immensely) 
- he won’t hesitate to tell madame pomfrey if he feels a student is at risk
- sometimes his students finds out it was snape, most of the time they don’t. he doesn’t care if they do and they get angry with him. losing a charges goodwill is far better than losing a charge. 
- he’s not good at the “it gets better” talks, but he’s not as bad as he thinks. if a student does come to him/confront him after he’s told poppy, he articulates something along the lines of “i told madame pomfrey because you were about to do something idiotic and i know you’re not that stupid. so you need help. im not qualified to give it, so we’re finding you someone who can. take it and for the love of merlin, don’t you ever put me in this position again. who do you think would have to tell your mother? your classmates? im sure they’d - i’d -  prefer to keep you alive, you stupid, stupid child.”

- he tends to shake his head at students backs in a very “i love my children but they will be the death of me” manner
- he can be a mother hen and mcgonagall knows it
- why does mcgonagall know it


- anyway, he tried to kill himself when he was sixteen, but that’s a different headcanon post ill make later

- three words: STAFF HOLIDAY TRIPS. that’ll be another hc post too bc this is super long already 

A Tip For Art Lovers From An Art Lover

An artist could get thousands of positive comments on a piece but your one mildly negative comment will fucking destroy them. So keep it to yourself. Unless they ask for critiques don’t give it. None of this “I like it but-” bullshit. Stop at “I like it.” Even better, say what you specifically like about it! But please for the love of beautiful art keep your minor, major, and any critiques to yourself.

BTS reaction to their struggling new Maknae

requested by anon 

Seokjin

Jin has a lot of experience dealing with the other members and helping them, so it would be very natural to him. You could come to him if there’s something you want to talk about or if you just need a dad joke to feel better.

“Let’s play some Mario Kart. That’ll help you get your mind off of things.”

Originally posted by rapdaegu

Yoongi

Yoongi being the secretly kindhearted grandpa that he is would listen to all your problems and give you really good and constructive advice. He would probably also sneak you some candy and hug you.

“You can come to me when you need someone to talk to. Just don’t tell anyone I’m being nice.”

Originally posted by sugagifs

Namjoon

Joonie always has an open door for every member. He would listen to you and do everything in his power to help. Be it stage fright or a fight with another member. He would be the most analytical and would really try and help you find a solution to your problem.

“I’m your leader. I’m supposed to take care of you. Please don’t hesitate and come to me.”

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Hoseok

Hoseok would share stories about his family with you when you get homesick. He would also encourage you to tell stories about your family to cheer you up. He would ask about fun stuff you do with your family and laugh with you until it’s better.

“We are all sad from time to time. But when it gets bad, just remember that you have all of us. We all miss our families, but we are family now too.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Jimin

Jimin would be an excellent listener. He would let you talk until you let it all out and assure you that you always have someone to go to. He would also freely offer to hug or hold you.

“Just know that we all love you and that you can always come to me when you can’t sleep again. I’ll have always room for you.”

Originally posted by jikookshandshake

Taehyung

Taehyung would be very concerned about your health and happiness as the new maknae and would make sure you rest enough when you get sick and that you have someone to talk to. 

“No ideal body or concept is worth you suffering. When you are hungry please eat and when you are tired please rest. Lean on me when you need to. We all want the best for you and each other.”

Originally posted by sgfgdolans

Jeongguk

Kookie would be the best at understanding your struggles as the former maknae. He would be able to give you the best advice and understand the expectation you face. He would also try and cheer you up with some Overwatch or a movie marathon.

“I know that it isn’t easy. But this is what you always wanted. Jus keep positive attitude.”

Originally posted by jiminboi

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