the worst is he's so proud

“Prom was invented just to make girls starve so they can fit in a dress and compete over a stupid title.”

“Uh –” Derek blinks, eyes his sister dubiously, “I’m not a girl?”

Cora huffs. “Whatever.”

In the kitchen Laura bursts out laughing. “Don’t worry.” She yells. “Cora is just jealous she will have to wait five years to go to her own prom.”

“I’m not going!” Cora yells back. “Prom is stupid, I don’t even know why you’re going,” she tells Derek, “it’s not like you know how to have fun.”

Derek raises an eyebrow while Laura just laughs harder. “Oh my god.” Their older sister says. “I stay away for six months and Cora turns into a sassy queen.” She walks into the living room, pretends to wipe at her eyes. “I’m so proud.”

“You two are ridiculous.” Derek says, turning around. “And I’m just going because Erica promised to pay me. With ice cream.” Then he gives Cora a wicked smile. “That I’m not going to share with either of you.”

“You are the worst brother!” Cora yells as he begins to climb the stairs. “And I hope you fall on your ass while trying to dance!”

“Can’t hear you!” Derek’s cell begins to ring. “Too busy getting ready to prom!”

Laura lets out a high-pitched laughter. “I love you two so much.”

Derek shakes his head fondly, closes his bedroom door behind himself just as Cora tells Laura to shut up. “Hey.” He answers the phone, collapsing on his bed. “What’s up?”

“Yo,” Stiles answers, “whatcha doing?”

“Listening to my sisters fight.” He says, snorting when he hears his dad start complaining about all the yelling and ‘no, Cora, I’m not letting you go to prom, you’re thirteen!’. “I’m gonna have to check the trunk of my car tomorrow night.”

Stiles laughs. “She’s not that good.”

“If you keep teaching her, she will be.” Derek blurts out, curses himself mentally when he realizes it came out harsher than he intended.

It’s just – sometimes he can’t help it. He’s known Stiles since they were four, Cora wasn’t even born then, but one day she turned eleven and Stiles became her new favorite person. Stiles couldn’t find it funnier and took Cora as his little apprentice. He even taught her how to cheat on Mario Kart.

He’s never taught Derek that.

Derek rolls his eyes, thinks about his little sister still downstairs pouting and trying to convince their dad that she’s old enough to go out. He shouldn’t be jealous of her, but the thing is – he grew up with two sisters, he knows how to share toys and food, but he doesn’t know how to share Stiles.

Because Stiles is his.

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Foul Play (M)

Originally posted by minspink

Summary: Everyone loves a good rivalry, and the students at your university are no exception. Unluckily for you, the rivalry of the decade is between yourself and a furiously irritating Park Jimin. A top gymnast and a basketball star shouldn’t cross paths, but Jimin makes his way into your heart before you can put a stop to it.
Word Count: 24.314
Genre: college au, basketball player Jimin, sports university
A/N: A while ago @workofteaguk was doubting my lane while simultaneously having a crisis over Jimin. So naturally, retaliation was in order. This is all @minsvga‘s fault for encouraging me to run with this idea.

Elitism brings out the worst in people. Feelings of superiority run unchecked where talent and hard work meet to flourish and thrive, where young athletes spend their days training their bodies to the limits, pushing themselves harder to reach the ultimate dream: to receive validation and know that the years they’ve spent sacrificing sleep and jobs and romance for medals, winning seasons, and future professions has been worth it.

And as any good athlete knows, elitism leads to rivalry. Rivalries between teammates, between neighboring schools, or, most notably, a rivalry between Seoul Sports University’s top gymnast and one of the best point guards to grace the basketball court. And when rivalry and hatred reach such a level, it attracts attention from outsiders, from those who find amusement from such bitter hatred between two young people. Two young people who share common goals and similar training regimes, who for all intents and purposes should be close, but cannot stand the sight of one another.

This is a feeling that you know intimately.

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A Lesson in Love (Creative Writing)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,547

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED. Also, we’re nearing the end of this series. I’d say there’s 4-5 parts left. 

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@avengerstories - Forever grateful for your editing assistance.

Originally posted by thoranda

The sun is out as you walk to your Creative Writing class. It’s a sign that winter is really being left behind, only to be replaced by longer days, warmer weather and an abundance of thriving greenery.

As much of a fan that you are of the freezing season, you’re grateful to see it go. The temperamental radiator in your apartment made your nights especially cold and knowing that you don’t have to depend on that for warmth anymore is a big relief.

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Here Are My Colors

Anthony Ramos x Reader

Requested: anthony x reader where reader is anthony’s longterm girlfriend who stuck with him through him never being home, missing out on date nights for rehearsals & performances, & really through everything together. when the show hits broadway, anthony starts staying waaay later than he has to @ the theatre & on readers 3 year anni with him, he insists he has to stay late at the theatre when they already had plans together & reader discovers it was just bc he wanted to hang out with jasmine

Words: 6,149 (i get it man, I’m so extra)

Warnings:  swearing, cheating, AND angst, SO much angst, I’m sorry

A/N: I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS FIC TO THE MOST AMAZING PERSON, ELL @lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky. THANK YOU FOR LOOKING OVER THIS & FOR LITERALLY MAKING ME LAUGH & SMILE EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY. I LOVE YOU & I APPRECIATE THE SHIT OUTTA YA GIRL. Y’ALL GO CHECK HER OUT, SHE SLAYS THE GAME EVERYDAY.

ALSO, I have no words as to how PROUD I am of this fic, it’s UNREAL. It took me so long to write and I love it, it’s basically my child. PLEASE ENJOY.

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idk how anyone could find renaissance history boring. raphael was italy’s biggest playboy and died b/c he got a fever from having too much sex and wouldn’t tell the doctors the cause. michelangelo was a bitter and angry old man who took to mocking others like da vinci publicly, and da vinci himself was the world’s worst procrastinator and never finished anything.

Seems to be a lot of hatred for “Rocknaldo” online immediately after its air date. Some people are just pissed that a CN promo made them think we’d be meeting a new Gem instead of watching Ronaldo choose a Gem nickname (I didn’t believe we’d be getting a new Gem for a second, given the style of the tease). But most of it’s just Ronaldo hate in general. Ronaldo’s a jerk, etc. Well yeah. He’s a jerk.

But here’s why I think this episode is important. Not Ronaldo’s redemption / apology / stating outright that he was wrong, though that’s good too. Not Steven giving chances to people for trying to understand, though again that’s good too. It’s important because in a simplified way, this brought to light how people who claim to want to understand us and help us can frequently engage in self-serving, counterproductive behavior.

I can’t even count the times in my life that someone “interested in” one of the several marginalized communities I’m part of has committed to a poorly organized, cursory study of my outsider group and then confronted me with claims that they understand what I should be doing better than I do. This is how I should handle my activism. This is the way I should prioritize my goals. This is a behavior or perspective of mine that’s alienating “normal” people like them. They accuse us of hypocrisy or misguidedness because they think it isn’t working if it’s not designed to serve and center them, and then they claim they have a better grasp of my mission than I do.

But this is my whole life. These are our whole lives.

Perspectives from outside are usually welcome, but not at the expense of ours. Not in place of and prioritized over lived experience. They should be learning from us, not striding in and telling us as an ally, they know better than we do what would forward our cause and what would bring us all together for good. Ronaldo in this episode is the worst kind of false ally. He came into Steven’s life with a so-called interest in what the Crystal Gems do, but applied his own ideas of what they’re like:

  • Expecting to be “issued” a Gem
  • Telling Steven he should be proud and show off his Gemstone even though he had misgivings about it
  • Focusing on how “cool” he sounded with his new label
  • Challenging more established members as to whether they really belonged there
  • Explicitly accusing established members of having false and invalid reasons for being included
  • Forcing himself to conform to imagined standards of the group even though they weren’t natural for him (not sleeping), then bragging about how Real Crystal Gem it made him
  • Responding to challenges by telling an established member that HE needed to go think about his validity to the group

These are all fake ally techniques most of us have seen with people who aren’t REALLY here about forwarding the cause. They give it a cursory study (if that), they slap a star on their shirt and use a new name, and they seek to climb the ranks of legitimacy by knocking down people “above” them who have done their time. Are you sure you really care about this mission? Don’t I seem to have a considered opinion because I’m being critical? Aren’t you really being the hypocrites by claiming you want to help and protect humanity but not accepting ME as I twist your mission statement to fit my agenda? The agenda, of course, just like with Ronaldo, is making THEM feel good. 

If they truly understood, they would apprentice themselves to those for whom THIS IS THEIR WHOLE LIFE, and they would listen FAR more than they would talk. This is not only a way to offer respect and deference to their expertise; it is EFFECTIVE. It is the best way to get an education about what actually helps in a cause. Your ideas may be valuable and your questions are worth asking, but as a person who is perhaps trying to enter a movement alongside those whose very lives are consumed by it, you must listen hard, and listen first. 

Ronaldo still doesn’t totally get it at the end. He thinks the real problem is he’s just too much of an outsider, even for outsiders. At least he’s closer to the truth now and isn’t actively spreading harmful lies, but well-meaning allies who don’t listen can still be more hurt than help. He seems happy emphasizing the imagined mystique that comes with being the “ultimate outsider,” but really, he’s a person who wants a cause more than he actually cares about any causes. 

The Ronaldos of this world want to have done but don’t want to do. They want to skip to the part where they’re the hero of the battle, but not have to be humbled by the long hours and days of injuries, practice, concentration, and dedication. They want glory, and they have the mainstream perspective that they must be aggressive, confident, and competitive against others on their same side before they’ll come out on top. If you are an outsider to a movement and you truly want to be an ally, you must know why. Ronaldo couldn’t have answered the first question about what the Crystal Gems fight for. He never demonstrated that he could be trusted with the answer, though Steven was tolerant enough to keep giving him the benefit of the doubt.

A good lesson I took from this episode is this: If a Ronaldo is trying to infiltrate your inner circle and he’s already billing himself as an expert above people with more life experience, keep in mind that he is there to make everything about your movement conform to an ideology that serves HIM, and if necessary he will warp it and turn it against the people who are living it. And even if you’re part of a movement but have some similarities to Ronaldo—like Steven sharing Ronaldo’s experience of having an organic body and not being trusted on missions at first—don’t let a superficial similarity be misinterpreted as a substitute for authentic lived experience on the axis you’re examining here. 

Invite new allies slowly, with caution, the way Steven and later the other Gems began to welcome Connie into the fold after she demonstrated solidarity, respect, and patience. If they show up on your doorstep with a suitcase and they’re asking why THEY don’t get your mother’s sword within a day, that is a red flag. They will divide and damage your core team in search of personal glory, and if you can’t get them to curb this behavior and sit down, you may have to turn them away for your own safety. Don’t let them take the glory from you, and if you do that, they will find a “better” cause that serves their REAL agenda soon enough.

Count Your Lucky Stars

So this is a short Langst idea that came to me in a dream. It is very loosely based on and inspired by this post. There’s going to be two alternative endings to go with it. Both up by Monday (hopefully). Anyways hope you enjoy :D


What. The. Hell. That’s all they could seem to think as they realized they left Lance behind. How could they be so stupid? The Blue Lion had returned with a cockpit full of prisoners, so why wasn’t her paladin flying her. When they questioned the prisoners to find out his location all it did was increase their worries. He was still stuck on the Galra ship. You know, the one they had already wormhole away from.

“Oh, this is bad. This is really, really bad,” Hunk said as he begun pacing the infirmary after they delivered the rescued prisoners to the healing pods.

“Calm down buddy. We’re all worried about Lance right now. He’ll be fine.” Shiro was trying to soothe Hunk, but his words weren’t even working on himself. He of all people knew the horrors of being a captive of the Galra. He could only hope they wouldn’t put Lance to fight in the rings, not that their interrogation methods were much better.

“Lance is a quick thinker; he’ll find a way to keep himself safe until we find him. We just need to have faith.” Coran’s words were a little more encouraging, but there was still a problem.

“Exactly how long will that be exactly? None of us are in the condition to go back and fight, and who’s to say they’ll even be in the same system or have him on the same ship when we’re finally ready. I’ve already lost one brother to the Galra, I’m not about to lose another,” Pidge declared.

“I say we go back whether we’re physically ready or not. Pidge is right if we don’t go back now who knows when we’ll find him again. Not only does staying here extends the time he’s with the Galra, but it also leaves us down one paladin and unable to form Voltron.“ Keith was so mad at himself right now. He shouldn’t have listened when Lance told him to go on without him. That idiot was always sacrificing himself for others. He should’ve told Lance no, and stay to fight with him. 

“Paladins I know you’re all worried, as am I. But we should consider the passengers we have on board. What if we go back and something goes wrong? We’ll be essentially handing them back over to the Galra after they just got a taste of freedom. Keith, I understand your point about Voltron, but like Pidge said, none of you are in the condition to fight right now. It’s better one Paladin than all five of you.”

Allura knew she must’ve sounded heartless now, but she felt she was making the right choice. As the leader, she must make the correct decisions, even if it’s not the popular one. The looks her crew was giving her proved that her choice was not the popular one indeed. Allura was only considering what was best for everyone that was here at the time. She wasn’t going to send them into another heavy battle injured and tired.

"You know princess, I understand what you’re saying, but when you were captured by the Galra a while back, Lance was ready to go get you, guns blazing. I guess I just supposed you’d do the same for him,” Hunk stated dejectedly. He turned to head out of the room, Pidge, and Keith on his heels. 

None of them wanted to play the waiting game right now, but it’s all they can do. She doesn’t take Hunk’s words too personally because she understands he’s coming from a place of hurt. She wants nothing more than to go in “guns blazing”, as Hunk called it, to go rescue Lance. But that would be thinking like a friend, not a leader and certainly not a princess. With Coran on their side, it should take too long for the castle and everyone on it to be battle ready once more. 

It took a week. And with every day that passed, the more tensed and worried everyone got. The prisoners the rescued were fully healed and sent back to their home planets or somewhere safer, and the castle was back at full operating power. Unfortunately, like most of them feared they had lost track of Lance. Pidge had her tech set to alert her to any transmissions that even slightly mentioned the blue paladin. Allura had sent word to their allies to keep an eye out, and the Blade of Marmora had their inside people looking out. They just have to play the waiting game a little longer.

Lance’s absence seemed to affect Hunk the most until eventually, he started spending time in Lance’s room. No one thought anything about it until one day he came to the common room crying. 

“Guys, what if we find Lance and he doesn’t want to come back? What if they took him to Prince Lotor and he chooses to stay with him?”

“Hunk what are you talking about? Why would Lance want to stay with the Galra of all people,” Keith asked.

They didn’t receive an answer. Hunk just motioned for them to follow him as he leads them to Lance’s room. It was cleaner than they expected, but they suppose Hunk may have had something to do with that. The bed was unmade as evidence that Hunk was more than likely sleeping in here too. He stopped right in front of Lance’s desks where there were some scraps of papers as well as two jars. One was labeled “The Good” and had about two handfuls of colorful stars. The other was labeled “The Bad” and was nearly overflowing with black stars.

Shiro remembered this tradition from his childhood, but it appeared that Lance had a different way of doing things. He doesn’t understand why this would make Hunk think Lance doesn’t want to come back. Shiro picked up a purple star from the good jar and started to unfold it. And that’s why we bring our sharpshooter. -S

He remembered that moment. Lance had made an incredible, almost impossible, shot, and Shiro felt so proud at that moment. Not thinking anything much of it, he picked a star from “the bad” jar and unfold it. You are the worst pilot ever! -K

It was then Shiro got an idea where this was heading. He kept opening more of the black star and some of the things on them shocked him.

I hope I don’t need to remind you that the only reason you’re here is that the best pilot in your class had a discipline issue and flunked out. Don’t follow in his footsteps. -I

Aw, Lance, you just ruined it. -H

He’d be Sendak’s prisoner right now, if not for Pidge. -A

Well, you wouldn’t have survived the explosion if Hunk and Coran hadn’t gotten a new Crystal. -P

I’m taking Keith with me. -S

Shiro realized that these were all things they said that hurt Lance in some way. It also suddenly came back that none of them had told Lance thank you for that time Sendak almost took the castle. He’s sure at some point Coran did, but no one else. Not for waking up and shooting Sendak’s arm off, or anything else he did for them for that matter. They were always just distracted by Lance’s boisterous personality, they never considered how they spoke to him. And the jar was so full, who knew what other things were said that affected him negatively.

At this point, the others began reading the unfolded stars and were probably reaching the same conclusion as Shiro did. Hunk’s concern made sense as he unwrapped the colorful stars and realized most of them were things Lotor said. He probably realized the Blue Paladin’s insecurities and used them to his advantage. When were the two even alone enough for these things to be said?

If Lance didn’t come back they’d have no one to blame but themselves. They pushed him away with their words. They basically handed Lance over to the Galra.


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i’ve done a lot of thinking on the dan/daniel change, and i realized something. everyone is acting as though this is the only name change he’s gone through. that’s not true. he’s changed in so many other ways. he started out as [dan]. [dan] could probably be classified as private, cringey, new to the youtube world, and probably pretty gay for phil lester. [dan] was not at all open, and he was elf-conscious and maybe even scared. then, in 2012, came no-homo howell. no-homo howell has pretty bad rep in the phandom for being rude & dismissive and generally a pretty bad person. but in reality, he was just a teenage boy who just turned 20 and had no idea what his place in the world is. he was terrified of being judged and branded and criticized. then came just plain dan howell. he was starting to open up, talk about his love for boys and phil and how gender rolls are the worst bread and just generally becoming more.now, we have daniel howell. he is still the same person as when he started nine years ago, but really, he isn’t. he embraces his hair and paints his nails and buys terrariums and white pianos and discusses his love for phil daily. he talks about taking care of yourself and buying a dog and he and phil buying a forever home. he is happy. he is so incredibly happy. and i am so proud of him. he has grown so much and changed and embraced who he is. so yes. i love daniel james howell, in his many shapes and names.

A Lesson in Love (A Fresh Start)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,541

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@avengerstories - thank you for spending close to a month listening to me complain about this part, helping me finally get it written, and editing it for me.

Originally posted by natashamaximova

“It happened!” Wanda yells, rushing into the apartment and slamming the door shut behind her. She floats all the way to the couch, picks up a pillow, and hugs it close to her chest. “It finally happened.”

Forgetting all about the milk you were warming up in the microwave, you rush to your roommate’s side. Her cheeks are tinged a light pink color that has nothing to do with the cold. “Viz asked you out?”

Vision, known to your friends as Viz, is a foreign exchange student that Wanda has been crushing on since he asked her for directions last semester. There’s no way to compute the amount of hours you’ve spent analyzing his actions with her and trying to determine whether or not he reciprocated her feelings.

“He asked me out,” she squeals, hiding her face in the pillow and kicking her feet out in front of her. Her enthusiasm level makes you laugh; not at her, but with her. She’s been dreaming about this moment for months and you’re glad that it finally happened. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s Wanda.

That’s why you keep a tight hold on the resentment that’s attempting to consume you as you realize that Wanda has what you don’t: a date with a guy she really likes. You wish you didn’t feel this way, but the wound created by Bucky’s words last night is still raw and very much at the forefront of your mind.

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drag race meme: [1/10] queens  → trixie mattel

“I had a really hard time with my stepdad. Like if I was being too sensitive or acting too feminine especially, he would call me a Trixie. You know, for years, that was one of the worst words I could think of. So I took that name, Trixie, that used to have all this hurt to it and I made it my drag name. And now it’s something I celebrate, something I’m so proud of.”

Kiss Me, Not Them

Group: BTS

Pairing: SUGA X READER

Requested: Anonymous asked: Hi Can I request an imagine with yoongi where the reader is both happy that bts won the BBMAs but also sad that Yoongi saw a lot of pretty women and one even kissed his cheeks. ( I shortened this ask sorry!)

Summary: You may be too ill to go to the BBMAs but you’re not too ill to get annoyed at your boyfriend

Genre: fluff, slight angst, BBMAs au

Length: 0.8k

A/N: never let the bbmas au die

Originally posted by jjks

A sneeze ripped through your body, as you went back to sniffing watching the television with a proud smile as BTS were finally shown on the screen, you clapped your hands so overjoyed as he scraped by with any questions Namjoon would translate for the group; your late night English lesson seemed to have helped him stay calm, the boys now answering interviews as the award show had finished.

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aelin  asked:

23 ANDREIL PLS AND THANK U <333

23. “Let’s make a pillow fort. It’ll be great.”

  • Neil didn’t have much of a childhood 
  • it usually didn’t bother him that much (he didn’t have time to waste feeling sorry about things he couldn’t change) 
  • But every once in a while something would happen that would absolutely blow his mind and he’d get that little kid giddiness 
  • When Neil walks into Matt’s room to find pillows and blankets all over the floor he immediately thought someone trashed Matt’s room
  • He Is Pissed™
  • who tf would do this to matt
  • But then Dan’s head appears from the mess and he’s chill 
  • “Hey, Neil! Check it out!” 
  • Neil walks over to the opening and when he bends down he sees Allison, Renee, and Matt all crowded under the tent of blankets, with an array of sugary snacks to go around
  •  Poor small child Neil was so confused yet so intrigued
  • “It’s a pillow fort!” 
  • And yes, of course it is. 
  • Neil is Amazed. 
  • They all make room for Neil to squeeze inside, and as he’s sitting there, looking around the only think on his mind is I have to build one

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BTS reaction to you being nominated artist of the year against them


Seokjin:

Surprised and excited! Doesn’t even matter that you’re nominated against him.

”Look at my talented jagi” “I’m so proud of you” 

Originally posted by rapdaegu

Yoongi:

He’d be conflicted by the situation. He wants to win, but he also wants you to win. Doesn’t want you to be upset with him in case BTS wins.

“No matter who wins, I’ll still love you and this will not change our relationship.”


Originally posted by jeonsshi

Hoseok:

Being the selfless angel that he is, he’d wish you could win just so he could see your happy. We all know that Hoseok is the type of guy that would do anything to see his s/o happy.

”Your happiness is also mine, Y/N”

Originally posted by yoongistae

Namjoon:

He expected this moment when he decided to date another idol. 

Obviously, he’d be happy to see how far you’ve come and proud of how much you’ve accomplished since your debut. Even he wins, he’d make sure to mention you in his speech.

Originally posted by bangthebae

Jimin:

Similar to Seokjin and Hoseok’s reactions. 

”I knew you could make it, Jagi. I’m sure you’ll win” No matter who wis, he’d treat you for dinner after.

Originally posted by miniaturesaladturtle

Taehyung:

Will take the opportunity to become extra dramatic.

”How can fate be so cruel?” “My love becomes my worst enemy, my rival!!!” “I’m sorry, but this can’t go on, the world is against us”

After goofing around for some time, he would congratulate you and wish you good luck.

Originally posted by yourhopeyourangeeel

Jungkook:

Can turn it into a competition? Will turn it into a competition! Loser has to say an embarrassing childhood story on a live show.

“You think you stand a chance in front of the Golden Maknae?”

Later, he’d assure that he doesn’t think he is better than you and that you can’t win the award.

Originally posted by tiredkook


A/N: Well… this sucks, I’m sorry, I really tried

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BTS Reaction: GF Wins First Award

A/N: This was also requested. Sorry it took a while, the end of the school year is kind of hectic, but we are trying to get all the requests written. Anyways hopefully you enjoy!

How would BTS react to their idol girlfriends group winning their first win? ~ I changed it a bit, but hopefully you still enjoy!

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Jin:


You and Jin were not public yet. Your relationship was new and the both of you did not want to go public just yet. He knew he couldn’t jump up and run towards you to give you a big kiss. When your name was called as the winner Jin had a strong urge to run to you and give you a hug, but he knew he couldn’t. He clapped in his seat, proud of his girlfriend.

Yoongi:

Yoongi was backstage fresh off performing. The moment he got into the dressing room he shushed everyone as he watched the monitor in the room. He was so proud of you, knowing what you had to go through to get to where you are today. Yoongi had been there since day one. He anxiously waited for the winner to be announced. The moment he heard your name he jumped up and down. The moment you arrived backstage you were greeted by Yoongi’s smile and him ready for a huge embrace

Namjoon:

Unfortunately, Namjoon was not able to attend the award show. He was in the midst of touring. He had been working all day so when he got to his hotel room the first thing he did was turning on the tv. He waited and watched. The moment the award you were nominated was being announced he got up. The moment your name was called he was so excited. He fell onto the bed excited. He may not have been there, but you knew he was watching. You received a call after the show from Namjoon, telling you how much he loved you and how proud he was of you.

Hoseok:

Hobi had been anxiously waiting backstage to hear who would be the winner. You and Hobi had been together for a long time, he was there since day one. He saw you at your best and at your worst. He was there when you decided to follow your dream. He was there helping you day in and day out with your singing and your dancing. When the presenter called your name, he couldn’t help but smile. He was proud of his girlfriend.

Jimin:

Jimin and you were not public. Your relationship with Jimin was still pretty new, so both of you knew that any huge interactions would be prohibited. There were rumors of the two of you dating, so everyone was on there toes. When your name was announced as the winner Jimin couldn’t help but smile. As you were giving your speech the camera panned to Jimin. He was smirking at you, the love in his eyes was so prominent.

Taehyung:

The moment your name was called Tae jumped up, forgetting that your relationship was still on the down low. He was too proud and excited that his beautiful girlfriend had finally won her first award. Tae was so happy that after you got off stage he ran to your table and gave you a big kiss, making your relationship public.

Jungkook:

You and Jungkook were very reserved people when it came to your personal life. Which meant you didn’t flaunt your relationship around. The both of you attended the award show, but were seated separately. You had been nervous prior to the award show. You had worked so hard for the past year, Jungkook knew this. So when your name was announced as the winner, the both of you were so excited. You were on stage giving your speech. Jungkook thought the moment needed to be captured so he had to take his phone out and record it.

We are so proud of you Tarjei!

I just really need to express how proud I am of Tarjei (I think we all are). This little 17 year old piece of sun just never fails to impress us. We don’t really know much about him, and I love that he is a private person. Most teenage boys at his age would LOVE the opportunity to get praised by tons of girls (and/or boys) and jump right at it. But he doesn’t. He seems so shy in fan videos and like he doesn’t really understand why so many people love and idolise him, and it almost embarrass him sometimes. 

In that interview he did last year, he acts like what he does isn’t a big deal. He seems so ambitious and like he is his own worst critic. I hope the people in his life tells him how proud he should be. He seems like he doesn’t care about fame (and maybe doesn’t really like it), but is just passionated about acting. He is a theatre geek! 

He has now signed with this big swedish agency, who has a lot of amazing Scandinavian actors, and I think we can all agree, that this is a fucking big deal. He is pursuing his dream, and I’m so happy for him. I hope they will guide him in the right direction. And from the short interview Henrik did, we know that Tarjei cares about his own limits and comfort zone and is not afraid to express that, and that is so important. 

I wouldn’t be surprised if he wants to increase his acting skills even more, and decides to attend an acting school, even though he could get big roles based on his popularity alone.  He deserves all the succes in the world, and I can’t wait to see where this will bring him. Go Tarjei!

Oh and btw, how fucking adorable does he look in these agency photos? I mean… come on!

Midwest Gothic

- At night you hear coyotes howling and deer screaming. At night you hear trains in the distance. At night you hear frogs. The worst nights are the ones where there are no sounds at all.

- You let your dog outside, on a tether, so he can’t run off. He stares out at the field behind your house, and further, at the woods behind it. You see nothing. You’re glad. It’s worse when you see what’s out there.

- The cats have caught something and dropped it on your back step, proud and haughty. You thank them. You have no idea what they caught. You never want to know what it is.

- Summer nights are full of bonfires and laughing and even though the fire is blazing, the light of it doesn’t reach very far. Shouldn’t it reach farther? Shouldn’t you be able to see everyone’s faces clearly? You haven’t had anything to drink. The fire doesn’t feel very warm at all.

- The corn fields are awful, yes, but you can ignore what walks them when the stalks are tall and golden. The soy years are worse. It’s almost impossible to ignore them, then. 

- Road crews fill in the potholes with asphalt. Road crews fill in the potholes with tar. Road crews fill in the potholes with meat. The roads are satisfied and you are safer.

- One night the road pops one of your tires. You do not leave the car. You do not check the damage. You call someone for aid, and it’s only when there are at least four people, all armed with heavy flashlights, that you leave the car. Someone is chanting in a language you don’t know. The eyes that watch you from the soy fields do not blink. 

- You shouldn’t swim in Lake Erie. All the same, you’ve seen people far away, in the water. 

- Everyone laughs and jokes about returning to the old ways if the snow keeps up. When it snows in March, towards the end of the month, the jokes become less funny. No one wants to draw straws.

- If you left the state limits, would the land drop off like a cliff, falling into space? Or would there be nothing, nothing, nothing, just empty roads and rest stops that all look the same?

'Romeo and Juliet of the math and english dept. in school’ AU
  • Lydia is the Math teacher, obviously and Stiles is the english teacher
  • the students adore Stiles and teases him a lot because it’s super obvious he has a major crush on their math teacher
  • everytime she passes in front of his class, he stops talking for a solid minute and looks at her with the softest smile EVER
  • he then looks around and see the smiles faces on his student’s face and just roll his eyes all red and continues his class
  • they’re a bit scared of Lydia
  • She’s a very strict teacher and hates when they mess around during her class
  • but she’s loved as well because she does her best to make sure everyone understand what she’s saying
  • she also has a major crush on Stiles
  • but of course no one notices
  • both of them are aware that the whole school ships them together but neither even mentioned to anyone or each other
  • the other teachers are also in this
  • they usually pair both of them to do teacher things together and that scares Lydia bc what if people know
  • Stiles is more mad about it bc he does a horrible job keeping his shit together
  • they actually work together pretty well
  • but anyways
  • with valentine’s day coming, some students ask Stiles about romeo and juliet
  • so he gives them a class about it bc he likes the play a lot
  • also is valentine’s day and everyone is a sucker for romeo and juliet
  • little does he know that’s a part of their students plan to get mr stilinski and miss martin together
  • like the whole school is into this
  • everyone but the principal
  • because is not allowed for two teachers to date
  • but getting to the point
  • Stiles is teaching it and someone suggest that for them to understand it better, he should do a dramatic reading
  • and Stiles is so up for this shit because dramatic reading is so his thing
  • (i mean one time he performed a very long scene of star wars to his father just for the hell of it)
  • (he was like 15)
  • (Stiles’ dad wonders where did he go wrong)
  • so they get Stiles to be romeo and do the balcony scene from a part of the school
  • and tell him that one of the girls is going to be up there so he doesn’t look stupid doing it to no one
  • but actually they put him under one of Lydia’s classes window without him knowing
  • (everybody tells him that the class is empty bc Ms. Martin is in the lab today)
  • so he starts to read (super loud) under her window and waiting for one of his students to show up
  • but actually Lydia appears in the widow and raises her eyebrows to him
  • and it’s sunny so he doesn’t figure it out it’s Lydia and not one of his students so he keeps going
  • and the student are like LOVING IT and some are filming it and the ones in Lydia’s class are just ‘wtf is happening’
  • Lydia is just amused
  • and his line is over and the student is suppose to read the next line
  • but instead of hearing the students voice, he hears Lydia’s
  • she says the next line
  • Stiles just freeze right there
  • he puts a hand in front of his face and see it’s her and he’s blushing so hard
  • and there’s a silence
  • and Stiles looks around and see those little shits just smirking at him
  • but he’s already embarrassed in front of everyone including Lydia, so what the hell, right?
  • Stiles continues to recite romeo’s line and Lydia now is his juliet
  • everyone stops to watch, even the other teachers
  • because they’re so fucking adorable
  • when it ends everybody is applauding and Stiles is SO EMBARRASSED
  • he nods and takes his students back to his class and just stares at them for like 10 minutes
  • Stiles avoids Lydia for the rest of the day just wanting to go home and spend the weekend hoping she’ll forget everything by monday
  • But as soon as he’s in the parking lot, she bumps into him
  • (totally by accident, i swear)
  • and they do the small talk
  • “your performance was very interesting”
  • “i swear i thought your class was empty, those little shits played a prank on me”
  • “that’s fine. i really enjoyed it”
  • and then Stiles starts apologizing for everything and that he would never ever trust the word of his students and she’s more than welcome to take one of his classes to continue the one he interrupted
  • but he stops talking as soon as Lydia asks him out for Valentine’s day
  • and he just stares
  • and she’s like “we’ll, I can’t kill myself for you without even having a dinner first, so…”
  • this is the worst joke ever but she’s nervous and Stiles is just staring at her
  • Stiles wants to say yes so bad and he’s just trying to contain his excitement but instead of agreeing, he says it’s forbidden
  • Lydia just smiles and winks at him
  • “Of course it is. That’s what makes Romeo and Juliet a great love story”
Surprises.

Heyy everybody, this is part 3 of my break story! Thank you all so much for reading my little series and sending me so many nice messages. Let me know what you think about this part.xx

She pushed him away with as much force as she could muster up and actually made him stumble a few steps.
“I have a boyfriend!” she exclaimed.
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just thought because-”
“No!” she interrupted him.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t ever do that again!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.
She opened her car door, went in and slammed it shut with force. Within seconds she left the parking lot and Tim standing there.
Tears welled up in her eyes, making her vision blurry and she knew she should stop her car and calm down because this wasn’t safe. But she wanted to get home and shower and wash his touch off.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
She never meant to gave him the feeling wit was okay to kiss her.
The only person who was allowed to kiss her was Harry.
For goodness sake, she kissed him only a few hours before.
But the feeling of lips against hers that still lingered weren’t from Harry’s kiss.
Another man kissed her.
And even though she pushed him away and didn’t respond to his kiss she still felt guilty.

When she finally made it home she was properly crying with fat tears and loud sobs. She ripped her clothes of her body and took a hot shower. She stood underneath the hot water for at least half an hours, washing of the feel of his hands and lips on her.
She checked her phone when she went to bed and more tears fell from her eyes when she saw her lockscreen. Harry and her. Smiling so much that they weren’t able to kiss each other properly.
She cried herself to sleep that night, if she slept at all.


The next morning she woke up with sore eyes and slightly swollen cheeks. She hoped that everything was just a horrible dream but she knew it wasn’t. It was reality.
She just finished breakfast when her phone vibrated on the kitchen table with a text.

I’m in the hotel now. Everything’s fine. I miss you though. H

Her eyes closed briefly and she felt her whole body beginning to tremble.
She tipped back immediately, her fingers shaking so much she missed the right letters.

Can we talk?

She had to tell him. She couldn’t keep this from him.

Now? What’s wrong? Are you okay?

Now.

Her phone rung within seconds and even though she knew it would she still jumped at the shrill sound. She took a deep breath and hit the green button, lifting the phone to her cheek.
“Baby? What’s wrong?”
His voice sounded distressed and worried.
“I-”
A sob interrupted her and she had to brace herself on the kitchen table so she wouldn’t fall down.
“Darling, what’s going on? You’re scaring me.”
“H-He kissed m-me.”
Harry was silent, she heard nothing on the other end of the line.
“W-We left the restaurant and the d-dinner was fun a-and we really got along well. He walked me to my car and when he went t-to say goodbye he leaned in b-but instead of kissing me on the cheek h-he… kissed me on the lips.”
It took her forever to get the words out, sobs and hiccups interrupted her every second.
“Did you kiss him back?” Harry asked lowly and she knew that tone.
She heard it so many times before when some bloke tried to hit on her.
“N-No! I pushed him away immediately. He almost fell to the g-ground because I pushed him so hard and then I screamed at him that I have a b-boyfriend and that he shouldn’t do that ever again and left him standing there.”
“That’s my girl.” Harry chuckled after a moment of silence and Y/N couldn’t believe her ears.
“W-What?”
“Baby, there’s nothing for you to cry about. You did everything right and I’m very proud of you even though he deserved to fall flat on his ass. I swear if I’d be home right now I’d cut his tongue off so he wouldn’t be able to-”
“You’re not mad?” she interrupted him.
“Not at you. You didn’t do anything wrong. That bloke is lucky though that I’m not home or else I’d rip his legs out. And arms. And everything else.”
Y/N sighed relieved and a small smile took over her lips.
“Thank you. I was so worried you’d be mad at me and break up and-”
“Stop. Seriously, you have to stop with all your doubts. I love you more than anything and I’m not going to leave you. Yeah, I’m not a fan of this break but I think it really is good for us. Everything’s alright, okay? We’ll figure it out when I’m back.”
“Okay.” she whispered.
“Can you do me a favor?” Harry asked then.
“Yeah?”
“Stay away from that Tom asshole.”
“Tim.”
“I don’t care.”
She laughed softly and promised him she wouldn’t go near him.
“I have to go now, love. Think you’re okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t cry anymore, yeah? It breaks my heart.”
“I’ll try.” she laughed softly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too. See you soon.”
“Very soon.”
When she placed her phone down on the kitchen table she literally felt all the weight lifted off her shoulders. She was still shaking slightly but she knew it was okay now.
She also knew that Harry was probably planning how he could get back at Tim but she didn’t worry about that, Harry couldn’t hurt a fly. She knew he was probably killing that guy in his thoughts right now but that was okay, she was killing him in her imagination as well.
She honestly didn’t think Harry would react that calm. She expected him to say ‘I knew why I wasn’t happy when you told me about him’ or maybe ‘It was so goddamn obvious he would try something’. She even kind of expected him to be so upset and angry he wouldn’t have let her explain but instead hand up immediately.
But he didn’t. And again she noticed that something had changed since they started the break.
If that would have happened before the escalation two weeks ago Harry would have started screaming at her and in the end he would have left the house.
But his reaction showed that he wanted something to change as well. He was hurting too and even though it sounded strange, Y/N was glad. During all those fights and screaming sessions she was scared she was the only one who was breaking inside.
Even though she wasn’t quite sure what would happen when Harry came home she knew they couldn’t be without each other. That break showed them what they could loose. It showed that what they had was unique and special.
And it also showed that the love they had for each other was stronger than anything else. Y/N knew from the beginning that Harry was the love of her life. Harry knew it too, she was the one for him from the first date.
The only thing they were both scared of now was their future. Would it get to that point again where they had to take a break?



The next few days felt strange. The fact that she saw him and talked to him over the phone made her think they would at least text throughout the day but there was nothing. Still radio silence.
And even though it bothered her she didn’t want to text him first. She knew he was busy and had other things to worry about but she at least thought he would give her a little update on how everything was going.
She worried though. She was scared he forgot about her. She was scared he actually enjoyed the break because now that he was with a lot of other people he didn’t have to think about her and maybe he’d realize that he was secretly missing his freedom?


When she saw him on SNL for his first ever live performance of his single she was a crying mess. One, because she missed him so much and still didn’t hear from him and two, because she was so incredibly proud and three, because she stayed awake until the early hours of the morning. He smashed it. He was absolutely perfect.
And she felt so goddamn bad because she wasn’t there waiting from him when he came off the stage. She wasn’t there to kiss all over his face because she was even prouder than his mum. She wasn’t there.
He told her she should stop doubting his love for her but for some reason she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help but worry when he wasn’t here and she didn’t hear from him and even though she knew that was the purpose of a break, her mind couldn’t do anything else but come up with her worst nightmares and her heart couldn’t help but break.

When she finally wanted to go to sleep she didn’t knew if she should text him. He knew for sure that she would watch it but would he want her to text him? Her fingers hovered over the keyboard of her phone for several minutes until she decided that yes, she had to text him.

You did so good. I’m so incredibly proud of you.xx

She turned her phone off immediately when she hit send so she wouldn’t wait another few hours for his reply and could get some sleep. Even though she probably couldn’t keep her eyes closed.


She got no reply the next day.
And the day after that? Nothing.
And on the third day she was a mess.
Tears sprung to her eyes when she checked her phone for the thousandth time that day and she still didn’t hear anything from him. She knew he was unbelievably, incredibly busy but…
Was she not important anymore?
Did he not want to talk to her?
Or did he just not see it?
Or maybe the little incident with Tim hurt him more than he would like to admit.
Even though Harry told her she should stop worrying she couldn’t. He made it pretty hard to.
If she wouldn’t have seen his face all over social media and on tv she wouldn’t have known he was still alive during the next week. She felt like she went back in time to the first week of being without him, whenever she had a free moment her mind would immediately wander to him.
Then it was all a blur. It was like she was numb. She didn’t know if she should feel angry or sad or maybe happy because he would be home in a few days. The truth was that she didn’t feel anything.
He told her she could call or text him anytime she felt the need to and to be honest she did need him more than anything but she didn’t try to reach out for him. He didn’t respond to her congratulating him, why should he respond to anything else?


When the fourth week of their break was over he didn’t come home. She knew he’d return that day but he wasn’t there yet. And he probably wouldn’t come. He didn’t tell her when he would land, didn’t ask her to pick him up, didn’t tell her he would come home straight away.
And he didn’t.
She spend another night in the bed they once shared alone. Without him. Without any sort of communication between them.

A loud noise woke her up the next morning, followed by a muttered ‘shit’. Her heart started to pound, her eyes frankly searching for something to defend herself. She got out of bed on shaky legs, grabbing Harry’s golf club which stood beside the drawer. She made her way out of the bedroom and down the stairs on tip toes, making sure she didn’t make any sound.
When she saw the all too familiar suede boots at the front door she knew she didn’t have to defend herself. At least not her body but more her heart. She placed the golf club down on the floor and made her way to the kitchen where she was greeted by a sight which used to make her tummy fill with butterflies but now she was feeling nervous in the most negative way.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked and was surprised herself at how cold her voice sounded.
Harry whirled around and stopped draping berries on the waffles he made, his eyes were wide with shock and his mouth agape.
“I-I wanted to surprise you. I made breakfast and-”
She interrupted him with a humorless laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Surprise me? I think you’ve surprised me enough lately.”
“What?” he asked with furrowed brows.
“I was surprised when I didn’t hear from you at all during the last two weeks, nothing to keep me updated. I was surprised when I texted you and didn’t get a reply. I was surprised when you didn’t let me know when you came home. I was surprised when you didn’t come home as soon as you left the airport.”
Harry was standing there completely dumbfounded, suddenly feeling insecure about what he prepared for her. He had no idea what was going on, thought she would jump into his arms as soon as she saw him. He thought she would love the flowers he brought her and the breakfast he prepared. That wasn’t the case, apparently.
“You… I… What?” he asked again.
“I don’t know if I want to see you right now, Harry.”

silveramoebasquid  asked:

GOTTA REBOOT THIS SHIT FOR CAPTAIN-OF-THE-SALTY-SETTERS-SQUAD, PUTS-UP-WITH-WAY-TOO-MUCH-NONSESNE, SOFT BABY, HARDCORE FUCK YOU UP, ONLY-STZ-NOT-TO-GET-IN-ON-A-SPORTS-SCHOLARSHIP, SECOND YEAR REGULAR REGARDLESS, PROBABLY DOESNT SLEEP ENOUGH, SASSY RICH BOY, TAKES NO SHIT, WILL-NOT-HESITATE-TO-PUNCH-YOU, HIGH-KEY NERD, WILL-NOT-CARE-IF-HE-OFFENDS-YOU-THAT-WAS-ACTUALLY-THE-POINT-ANYWAY, GOSH-DANG-IM-SO-HIGH-KEY-FOR-THIS-FUCKER, "THE SETTER THAT STANDS OUT THE LEAST," STUBBORN AF,

silveramoebasquid said: KENJ-WHY-IS-THERE-SO-MUCH-TAPE-ON-YOUR-HANDS-PLZ-TAKE-CARE-OF-YOURSELF-BB, WILL COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING, TRY-HARD KOUHAI, ANNOYED SENPAI, TOP SCHOOL’S STAR SETTER, PROBABLY IN DENIAL OF 90% OF HIS FEELINGS, WORK HARD STUDY HARD PLAY HARD, MADE OF SALT AND ANGER, NO CHILL, RAGE QUIT, OCCASIONALLY A DECENT HUMAN BEING, REALLY JUST AN ASSHOLE ALL OF THE TIME ACTUALLY, THE-ONLY-STAR-IN-MY-SKY, BARELY-EVEN-ACKNOWLEDGED-AS-A-CHARACTER-TO-SOME-PEOPLE? BUT-REALLY-HES-THE-BEST,

silveramoebasquid said: PROBABLY /WOULDN’T/ MURDER EVERYONE? IF YOU PAID HIM? LARGE ENOUGH SUMS OF $?, SHORT PUNK-ASS, NOT ACTUALLY THAT SHORT, STILL SHORTER THAN ME HAH, THE ONLY ONE I LOVE (OTHER THAN YOU), SPECIAL BAB, SHIRABAE, KENJ, KENJIBU, PIECE OF SHIT, LIGHT OF MY LIFE, SHIRABABY, DEFINITELY-MY-BOYFRIEND-IN-AN-ALTERNATE-REALITY-SOMEHWERE, SHIRABUBU, SWAN-KID, ME: FORGETS HIS ACTUAL NAME BC OF ALL THE NICKNAMES I CALL HIM,

silveramoebasquid said: TRUE ANGEL, JUST-KIDDING-THATS-A-LIE, HE’S-THE-WORST, BUT-STILL-AMAZING-YA-FEEL?, SLIDES-FURUDATE-$5-CMON-PUT-HIM-BACK-IN-THE-MANGA, *COUGHCOUGH* TERUSHIRA *COUGH*, SHUT-UP-ITS-CANON, PROMINENT AND VALUED MEMBER OF STZ, WILL-DO-GREAT-AS-CAPTAIN-NEXT-YEAR, IM-SO-PROUD-OF-HIM, MINOR CHARACTER BUT STILL IMPORTANT, “YOU CAN ALL EAT SHIT” SHIRABU KENJIROU WHAT UP

what is this madness he is not ready