this is old but it makes me smile

ranmin10  asked:

i love your reaction bc its long and with every details, can i have bts reaction when they're sad and feel self-esteem about their body so their GF order them to take of their clothes and start to kiss every inch of their skin and tell them how beautiful they look(you can make fluff or smut as you're comfortable with of cores!!!)

Hi cutie, I took the liberty of slightly changing the pitch so each members can have a different story without having to follow the same storyline. I find it a little more fun to read :) I still tried to keep it close to your request and I hope you’ll like it ! Thank youuu


Namjoon

Originally posted by rapnamu

It’s 11pm and Namjoon’s still in his studio, sitting on the couch near the door, staring at his phone. He scrolls through ARMY’s twitter accounts, getting lost in the immensity of their precious fanbase. He tries to do that as soon as he has a little bit of time or when inspiration is lacking, and it’s always a pleasure. But this time, it’s rather unpleasant. Namjoon found an ARMY who spends a lot of time responding to haters, and so he found some antis accounts. He did’nt think it was still so virulent and didn’t expect to read such horrible things about him. It brutally brought him back to early years of his career when insults on his physique used to hurt him a lot. He then hears your steps getting closer and locks his phone when the door opens. You come in with a big smile, a bag containing a pack of beer, sweets and other kinds of snacks in your hand. You put it on the coffee table and bend down to kiss your boyfriend. Namjoon knows it will take you barely 5 seconds to notice that something is bothering him and indeed, you immediately ask in a worried voice if there’s something wrong. Namjoon sighs and, as you sit next to him, runs a hand on the back of his neck while he tells you why he doesn’t feel very well. He also knows that you’ll get a little upset and could almost predict word for word what you’re about to say. « Why are you looking at this trash ? And why do you even care about what those kids are saying ? ». Namjoon doesn’t want to look at you, he knows what kind of annoyed glance you’re gonna throw him. He unlocks his iPhone and scrolls the anti’s comments while saying in a quiet voice : « I know I shouldn’t care about it… And I see all the compliments I get when I tweet selcas… But it still hurts. I don’t know why but it particularly affects me today. ». Namjoon hears your sigh but he doesn’t want to take his eyes off his screen. As he straightens his glasses on his nose, you take the opportunity to take his phone from his hands. Namjoon didn’t expect it and quickly turns his head towards you, his lips parting to complain but you don’t give him time to say anything. You throw his phone on the other side of the couch and sit on his lap while you put a finger on his mouth. « You’re the most beautiful thing in the whole entire universe, Kim Namjoon. I’ll not let some jealous assholes hurt you. I’m gonna find them, and I’m gonna kill them. ». Namjoon looks at you with big, surprised eyes before he snorts. He lowers his eyes, his fingers touching the sides of your thighs, feeling a bit better but not as much I you wish it was. He feels your fingers on his chin and he raises his head, his eyes into yours. Your smile is soft, tender, almost enough to warm his entire body. You take off his black beanie, running your hand through his hair and making him shiver, and then takes off his round shaped glasses. When he feels your hands against his cheeks, Namjoon feels his throat tightening. You stare at him, your sweet smile not leaving your lips, making Namjoon soft as fuck. You look at all the details of his face and finally say in a soft voice : « I don’t know if I told you that before but sometimes when I stare at your face, my heart beats so fast my breath is cut. It happened all the time before we even started dating & it still happens a lot. And I’m sure you don’t even know it. ». Namjoon lightly presses his fingers on your thighs without realizing it and lets out a small laugh in a breath. He knows you really want to cheer him up, but he doubts it’s as true as you say. You seem to guess his thoughts but stay silent. You take his hand and put it against your neck, positioning his index and middle finger above the vein just below your ear. When he feels how fast your heart beats, Namjoon slightly shudders and raises his eyebrows. He puts both hands against your neck, suddenly feeling worried. « Are you okay, babe ? ». Your warm hands come to rest above his as you whisper : « Every time I stare at your face, babe… Every damn time… You’re so beautiful…». Your voice breaks a little as you’re taken aback by emotion, and Namjoon grunts when he sees your eyes getting filled with tears. But you’re still smiling and it makes him feel some type of way. Namjoon feels his heart tightening, realizing how easily your smile can made his sadness disappears. He closes his eyes when you begin to lay thousands of kisses on his face and his arms closes around your waist to press you against him. He shudders with each of your kisses and ends up looking for your mouth that he easily finds, your soft lips still the only remedy to his sadness.

Taehyung

Originally posted by jeonyween

Tae opens the door of his bedroom and finds you lying on his bed, reading a book with music on. As he closes the door, a sad smile appears on his lips as you lift your head to smile at him. He falls on the bed and lays beside you, his head resting on his arm so that he can be above you. You close your book and ask him what’s wrong, because you know something is wrong, obviously. Taehyung doesn’t answer right away, not knowing which words to choose. After a short moment of reflexion, he puts his hand on his belly and sadly pats it while asking : « Do you think my tummy is gross ? ». The look you give him could have made him laugh if he wasn’t so upset. You slightly straighten up and ask : « Are you serious right now ? No, you can’t be serious. Right ? ». Tae pretends not to have heard what you just said and sighs while continuing to pat his belly before pulling on his skin You raise your eyes to the sky and grab his hand to make him stop. « I tell you all the time that it’s the cutest thing ever. All the internet thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. Why are you saying that all of the sudden ? ». Taehyung can see your annoyance in your eyes but he can’t help but continue to pout : « I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting a little too chubby… Look at my cheeks… ». This time, you almost stand on your knees to get your eyes at the same level as his, and Tae grins at your annoyed tone : « Did someone said something to you ? Who is it ? When did it happened?! Tell me. ». Taehyung sighs and confesses that one of his stylists has made a joke on his weight and since then he hasn’t stop thinking about it. Tae knows it’s stupid but it hurt him. And seeing you roll your eyes again doesn’t really makes it better. He’s even a little scared when you get angry : « Gosh, Tae ! It was a joke ! She’s always joking around and you love it… Since when do you care about what anybody think about your body ? Or anything else ? ». Tae abruptly responds, not wanting to hear what he already knows : « I don’t know ! I don’t know… I’m not always confident, you know… ». He immediately sees the change in your eyes as those last words comes in a breath. He almost sighs when your hand gently strokes his cheek as you whisper : « You’re the cutest man in the world, do you know that ? ». Taehyung shudders under the caress of your hand and lets himself go when you turn him on his back to straddle him. The sweet smell of your skin invades him as you bend over to kiss his cheeks, his jaw, his neck. His fingers clenches on your butt when you start to unbutton his shirt. Tae sighs, slightly shaking : « What… What are you doing…? ». His eyes meet yours when you sit up : « I’m showing you how obsessed I am with your body… ». This time, a shiver runs down his spine. Once the shirt is completely unbuttoned, you start to kiss his belly. Tae grunts when your teeth and tongue joins the dance, causing strange waves of heat in his lower abdomen. When you start to undo his belt, your tongue rolling on the skin below his belly button, his hand immediately grabs your hair, making you sigh against his clothed hardness. He never feels as good as when he feels your hot breath against his crotch, wonderful sign of a near explosion of pleasure caused by your pretty mouth.

Jin

Originally posted by seokjinstae-moved

Jin plugs in the hair dryer and begins to dry his hair in front of his bedroom’s mirror. He sighs when he sees you thought the mirror as you take a picture, a silly smile on your lips. Jin asks you to stop, which you answer by sticking his tongue out, continuing to lovingly watch your screen as you take other shots of your boyfriend. Jin turns off the hair dryer and takes your phone from the hands : « stop… I’m not in the mood. ». This is the first time he speaks to you with such a cold tone but he only realizes it after when he sees your sad and worried look. He puts down the hair dryer and looks at you : « Sorry… It’s just that I’m not looking good today and It kinda pisses me off. ». He looks at you as you get up to get closer to him, your eyes still filled with worries. You try to make him smile : « What happened to my worldwide handsome boyfriend ? ». Jin laughs in a breath and shrugs his shoulders, not knowing what to say. He happens to have bad days, and unfortunately you’re witnessing one today. When your arms wraps around his waist and your bodies moves closer, Jin lowers his head and softly says, as if he was ashamed : « I’m getting old, right ? My face is not as young as before, and I don’t know… I feel really ugly today ». You make a sad pout that makes him smile, finding you absolutely adorable. Your arms slide over his waist to grab his shirt and you say : « You look like you’re seventeen, babe… Maybe you’re getting blind, I don’t know… Because when I look at you, all I can see is your delicious lips, your beautiful eyes, your perfect face who’s driving me crazy, as well as your body, so much that I’m already touching it… ». Jin looks down to actually see that your hands are passing under his shirt. He can’t help but snorts when you take off his shirt, your eyes full of sparkles when they land on his broad shoulders. This simple view is enough for Jin to feel jolts of arousal running through his veins. As your fingers brushes the skin just above his belly button, you say with a mischievous smile rising on your lips: « I’m obsessed with every single inch of your body… ». Seokjin puts his hands on your cheeks and brings you closer to him, unable to refrain his need to kiss you, but your words stops him. « And do you know what I like the most ? ». The tone of your voice is even smoother than it was just a few seconds ago, causing a new wave of heat in you’re boyfriend’s body. « The one thing you hate the most… ». Jin can’t think straight when you talk to him like that, when you look at him like that. You lightly turn your head to slide his thumb into your mouth, passing it along your tongue. This time, Jin clearly feels his member twitching under his boxers. The thrill that runs through his spine almost makes him lose his balance but you hold him firmly against you, licking his thumb and then taking his index in your mouth as well. You look so naughty Jin can’t think of anything else but getting your tongue elsewhere.

Hoseok

Originally posted by sosjimin

You’re comfortably seated in the living room’s couch, Hoseok’s arm around your neck, caressing your skin just below your collarbone. You look at a big american blockbuster, a good old useless movie which its only interest is to entertain you both with huge explosions every ten minutes. While the hero is fighting bare hands against a gang of villains, the camera focused on his powerful chest, Hoseok sighs : « Aaaah… I wish I had a strong body like his… ». You shrug your shoulders as if to say that it doesn’t matter for you but Hoseok doesn’t seems to agree : « Look at him… He’s ten times more attractive than me. ». This time, he feels your furious gaze on him and slowly turns his eyes on you, wondering if he hasn’t just made a mistake. You don’t even have to talk, your eyes clearly saying « Don’t try me, bitch », but Hobi can’t help it and pouts : « Don’t look at me like that. You know it would be a lot better if I was more muscular… ». He’s forced to lean down with you when as you grab the remote control to pause the movie. You look at him intensely, your fingers passing against his jaw, and say : « Some really stupid things comes out of your mouth, sometimes. Are you aware of that ? Look at you… ». You lean over and gently kiss his jaw, whispering between each kisses : « You already are the most attractive man on the planet…». Hoseok finally smirks, his hands pressing your ass to make you climb on him. Once you’re on his thighs, you have full access to his neck and slide your tongue on it, feeling Hoseok’s grunt vibrating in his chest. He notices how thin the fabric of your sweatpants is as he can feel your warmth against his growing member. When you start to move his T-shirt up to remove it, Hoseok suddenly returns to reality and grabs your hands to stop you : « Jungkook and Jimin are in the dorm, are you crazy ? ». You remain deaf to his words, your tongue still rolling against his neck’ skin. Hoseok hisses, clutching his fingers against your thighs, knowing very well that it’ll soon be impossible for him to fight back if you keep teasing him. Hobi finds himself shirtless in a blank of an eye, shivering under the caress of your fingers on his toned chest. He sighs when he sees you biting your lip as you trace the define lines of his abs, opening your mouth to sigh as well : « Fuck baby… You’re so hot… ». Hoseok always feels desired when your eyes are on his body, but this time, this feeling is much stronger. He knows that the boys can walk on you at any moment, he knows he’s about to tear your panties off in the middle of the living room that he shares with his seven brothers, he knows he should put a stop to this situation that’s getting wilder and wilder, but he’s unable to do anything. He cups your cheeks to kiss you with passion, making you sigh against his mouth, Hoseok having no trouble swallowing your moan when his crotch grinds against your burning core.

Yoongi

Originally posted by sugagifs

It’s very late when you hear the boys geting back fro their night out. Taehyung, Jungkook & Yoongi went out to eat lamb skewers, a great excuse to actually get drunk as fuck. Yoongi loves to take his children to drink outside for whatever reason. Anyway, when you hear their heavy footsteps in the hallway and their cheesy « good night », you start to smile. It seems like they went hard, tonight. When Yoongi leans against the door after opening it and grunts « annyeonghaseyo, baby », you can easily guess his level of intoxication : high. You hold a laugh behind your hand while Yoongi staggers to the bed before falling on it, his head first. When he lets out a long groan, you lean over his back and caress his shoulders : « What’s wrong ? ». Yoongi sighs :  « Tae made fun of my height… And then, they took both of my arms and it looked like they were two aliens abducting a little kid…  Like, I’m their Hyung, for fuck’ sake… They laughed at me… And they’re right. I’m short as fuck. And ugly. ». You bite your upper lip, fighting the laughter rising in your throat, your fingers clenching on his shoulder. He seems really pissed off by this and you can’t laugh even if the fact that he’s so drunk makes the scene too funny not to giggle. Yoongi never says that kind of things, so he must have really been hurt by it. You gently roll him over so he’s on his back and Yoongi grows a long ass whine, his hands resting on his belly and his usual judging face on. You shift yourself on him and bend over to kiss his nose : « You’re not short, you’re cute… ». Yoongi grunts and you kiss his cheek : « You’re not ugly, how dare you… You’re the most beautiful man in the world… ». Yoongi snorts, his hand slowly moving down on the small of your back. « This is too cheesy, I’m not drunk enough for this shit ». You hiss between your teeth and gives him a threatening look but that doesn’t seem to affect him at all. « Oh, Sir Min Yoongi doesn’t like it ? ». This time, Yoongi doesn’t keep his poker face on and clenches his jaw as a warning, reminding you not to cross the line. You tilt your head to the side and whisper : « Aggressive is more his style, right ? ». You bend over and kiss him with all the lust, all the roughness you got. Yoongi doesn’t close his eyes, watching you show your dominance before he takes it back by force, not knowing that you’ll not give in easily. You put his wrists over his head and attack his neck, taking his skin between your teeth to leave your mark. Yoongi hisses, his hips rising dangerously, not wanting to admit that you drive him crazy when you try so hard to take control. You lick him down to his collarbone and take the risk of releasing his wrists to pull up his sweatshirt. Yoongi knows he should take the opportunity to take back the control of the situation but the alcohol makes him much more sensitive to the things you do. He lets you remove his sweater and doesn’t even complain about your roughness. He only wants one thing : feel your lips and your tongue on his body. His hands freezes in the air when start to kiss his chest, your tongue suddenly flipping on his nipple. Yoongi grunts, making you smile against his skin. Your boyfriend’s hands comes to rest on your arms, stroking your burning skin while you continue to move down on his chest. Between each kiss, between each lick, you whisper : « Ugly… How can you even… I swear one day I’m… I’m gonna punch this gorgeous face of yours… ». You lift your head when you suddenly hear his snort and holds a moan when his hand closes around your throat to bring you back to him. He rolls over you and puts himself above you, his hand sliding on your neck to rest against your cheek. He looks down on your lips and raises his eyes to look into yours : « You’re crazy… But I love you… ». You pull him against your lips to silent a growing moan as his words makes you shudder. Yoongi passionately responds to your kiss, his chest pressed against your breasts, your nipples hardening under the friction. Then, as his lips goes down to your neck and then back to your ear, he murmurs in a mischievous voice : « Now I’m gonna eat you out… What were the world ? Ah, yeah… Agressive style. »

Jimin

Originally posted by sugasnae

You received his text half an hour ago but you’re already at the dorm’s door. Hoseok invites you in and tells you that Jimin went straight to their bedroom without saying a word but nobody really knows why. You sigh, unfortunately knowing why your boyfriend is so sad. When you asked him how his photo shoot went, Jimin responds was harsh : « It’s was the worst. I don’t want to talk, sorry. I love you. ». Oh no Park Jimin, it will not happen like that, there’s no way you’re gonna let him mope alone in his room. You cross the hallway and open the door, slowly moving your head in the embrasure not to startle him. However, he’s not likely to see you because he’s hidden under a huge blanket that’s three times his size. You gently close the door and sing his name in a soft voice as you approach the bed. Jimmy doesn’t move, as if you didn’t exist. You sit on the bed, put your hand on what you guess to be his hip and whisper : « Baby ? Come out… ». Jimin shakes as if to say « no » and when you shake his thigh back, he moans : « No… I really feel bad right now… ». You sigh and hug his shoulders, somehow managing to position yourself well without crushing him under your weight. You pat his chest, your own chest pressed against his shoulder blades, and said with a soothing tone : « I’m sure the pictures looks great ». Jimin snorts and growls : « Of course you think I look great, you’re my girlfriend… But trust me, it was horrible… I looked like an angry ghost… Aiisssh… ». You slightly tighten your grip on Jimin and pout : « Yah ! So what ? Since I’m your girlfriend I’m blinded by love and lust ? Huh ?! Of course I find you attractive, but I haven’t always been your girlfriend… And I’ve always been attracted to you ! Isn’t that the only thing that matters, in the end ? You being pretty for yourself, for ARMY and for me ?! ». Jimin leaves a small silence before mumbling : « Y-Yeah… But-». He stops talking as soon as he feels you moving to get up, the bed suddenly becoming too empty. He can’t hold back a curse when you lift the blanket in the air, a cold breeze running on his curled body. You slip under the blanket, the day light barely filtering through the thick fabric, and crawls to your boyfriend. You slide against his back and pass your hand under his arm to stroke his chest. Jimin sighs but doesn’t want to admit that he was waiting for that hug since he left the studio. You rest your chin on his shoulder and whisper in his ear : « I know you’re upset but you’re gonna be over it soon. I’m not even worried about it since you’e the cutest and the sexiest man in the world. Besides… Isn’t the way I look at you the most important thing ? And the way that, no matter how much time passes, I still can’t take my eyes off of you when we’re in the same room ? ». You feel a slight grunt vibrating in his chest and smile, pleased to see that he’s very close to give in. You move your hand down with infinite slowness, pulling his sweatshirt up to easily pass your hand underneath the fabric. You stroke his warm skin and softly pinch his nipple, making him moan as his back arches in arousal. You move your mouth a little closer to his ear, whispering softly : « What about the fact that you always manage to get me wet just with the sight of your body, just with how good it feels against mine…? ». Jimin gasps when you suddenly slide your hand under his sweatpants to grab his member through his boxers. You palm his growing erection and try to keep control of yourself (despite the fact that Jimin has grabbed your thigh in a grunt). You whisper one last time : « Isn’t it all that matters ? ». Your tongue slips against his ear, making Jimin bucks his hips as you keep stroking his hard member. He pants : « Yes… Y-Yes baby… ». You kiss his neck and finally gives him what he seems to crave, his face wriggling under the tiny friction you offer him. When Jimin finally feels your fingers closing around his cock, his body melts with yours as he passes his hand behind your neck to kiss you, sighing hard against your mouth.

Jungkook

Originally posted by celinet7

You join Jungkook in the bathroom while he cleans his face after his shower. You smile as you watch his face disappearing under a white cloud and turn your attention back to your toothbrush. A mouthwash and hop, here you are, ready to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. Jungkook passes a towel over his face after rinsing it and sighs when he puts it back on the counter. He gets closer to the mirror and inspects his cheeks, frowning when he sees that he has a lot of pimples. You look at him without saying a word, seeing how much he’s upset. He moisturizes his face and takes another look before hissing : « I’m disgusting… ». You let out a disapproving growl and wrap your arms around his waist, getting on tiptoe so you can rest your chin on his shoulder and look at him through the mirror when you say : « Don’t say that… ». Jungkook doesn’t see the tender look you give him as he continues to look at his cheeks. He grumbles : « I’m saying it because it’s true, look ! It’s driving me crazy… I can’t even look at myself. ». He looks away and washes his hands silently as you bite your lip, wanting to find the right words to comfort him. You kiss him between his shoulder blades and whine : « You’re the most beautiful thing on earth, I can’t let you say that ! ». Jungkook laughs at the sound of your childish voice and watches you move around to get in front of him, your hands moving up on his chest. He only wears a towel wrapped around his waist and his beauty momentarily cuts your breath. « Lift me up », you ask, smiling when Jungkook easily lifts you up to put you on the counter. You put your hands on his neck and brush the tips of your fingers on his cheek. Jungkook tightens his embrace around your waist, comfortably wedged between your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. They’re like a thousand shining stars, wandering on his face as if you were looking at an angel. Jungkook sighs, his breath a little cut off when you put your hands on his cheeks, a soft smile on your lips. « You’re human, babyboy… It’s okay to have skin problems sometimes. You still look absolutely beautiful… ». You rest your lips on his, feeling his hand pressed against the small of your back and you trace a path of kisses along his jaw to come against his ear. You whisper : « Just look at you… ». You slightly lower your shoulder so Jungkook can see his own reflection, his mouth slightly opened because of your warm breath against his ear that increases the rhythm of his breathing. You meet his eyes as you run your hand against his neck. « Breathtaking… ». You laugh in a breath when you see Jungkook’ smirk through the mirror, the ultimate sign that you won. You lay kisses on his cheeks, your hand stroking his neck before Jungkook attacks your mouth in a needy kiss, making you moan when he deliberately grinds on you and takes advantage of your separated lips to slip his tongue to meet yours.

I miss my dog so much…. I miss seeing her everyday and hearing her waddle around the house and having her gross hot breath in my face. I miss her little corgi noises and her big ol’ smile. I miss how grumpy she is. It’s dawning on me that by the time I’ll be done with my PhD she’ll be old enough to pass away (God willing she can pass away from old age) and in that time I’ll never be able to see her regularly. It breaks my heart but makes me that much more happy to go home and see her again!!!!

Guys, today my posts are all queues because I’m currently celebrating my birthday 🎂 in Disneyland. But I do have some cool new ‘Ghosted’ posts queued up!! I can’t wait to watch it and blog more about it tomorrow👻🎂👻

My blog is also 5 years old today- so thank you for all the support! It always makes me smile when you guys ❤️ or reblog my posts. I truly appreciate my lovely mutuals and my crazy cool followers. -cathy

anonymous asked:

Oh dear, you're so lovely and wonderful and it makes me so sad to see you so down and lonely. I know it seems sometimes like you'll always be alone, but it's really not true. One day you're gonna meet someone and they're gonna love every ounce of everything about you. It takes time sometimes, but you will find that someone. You're amazing and deserve the best. ♡

I am…80% sure this is in response to a post I made the night before Hurricane Wank touched down in Pop land?

*crosses arms* I’m gonna go with yes, this is pre-Hurricane Wank.

Thank you, anon. *smiles a little awkwardly* it makes me sad to? That whole post was inspired by me deciding to dive headfirst into the Facebooks of all my old highschool chums that have kids now.

*knock on wood KNOCK ON WOOD* Dear fuck, I don’t want a kid right now. I want one eventually, but not now, but seeing all of that totally but me on the first train to Bummyville. Like, they’re all a happy little family with a brand new chubby baby and the partner that’s sticking it out with them and, yeah, it’s bookface so I know it isn’t really all rainbows and unicorns, but I was like, “Man, I want to go to the pumpkin patch with MY partner and child and take cute pictures *sobs*”

I’ll be in a serious relationship again one day. I’m figuring me out right now, you know? Yeah I’ll get sad about it, but until I have all my chickens in order (or whatever the saying is?) I can’t have someone else in this. But it *will* happen.

When I was hanging out with my friend last night (on a DATE I SHOULD SAY AH I WAS ON A DATE WITH A GIRL THAT’S SO FUN TO SAY) I brought it up to her over our second round of drinks.

My friend, she’s always been very sure (at least on the surface) about what she’s doing with her life. She goes headfirst into things and completes with aplomb. She’s smart, insanely gorgeous, and a sweet person.

She told me that for years she cried every night because she didn’t know what she wanted to do with her life.

Needless to say, I was floored. I’m a very heart on my sleeve type of person, people know how I feel most of the time because I’m vocal about it, so it was crazy to slightly tipsy me (in my defense there was a very high alcohol content in my first drink, though I am also probably a light weight) that she had ever felt that way. I told her so. She laughed.

Then she told me something important. We’re the same age, she’s a few months older, but she’s wise. She said the most important lesson she’s learned is to take your time. Don’t push at things that aren’t ready to happen yet, let it grow organically. As long as you know where you want to go, you’ll get there.

I like that way of thinking.

After that I was immediately like, “I hope this isn’t weird, but we so need to kiss at least once before you take me home.”

*grin*

ARMY 4th: BTS ROLLING PAPERS TO EACH OTHER:

Jungkook’s rolling paper by the members: 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Taehyung’s rolling paper by the members

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jimin’s rolling paper by the members

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

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

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

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

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

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

Namjoon’s rolling paper by the members:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hoseok’s rolling paper by the members

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yoongi’s rolling paper by the members: 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jin’s rolling paper by the members

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“My mom doesn’t believe in love. I think she stopped after my dad painted her soft skin with the harsh colors of blue and purple one too many times. Or maybe it was after the nights he came home smelling of cheap perfume she’d never wear. Or no, I bet she stopped when he picked their son as the canvas for his unwarranted anger. Growing up, she’d tell me that she’d pray God would make her heart like stone, like the rocks that the sea beats against over and over; she craved their inability to feel. She claims her prayers were answered, but sometimes, when she sees old couples walking hand in hand still very much in love, she turns to me with a sad smile and reveals that she always thought that’d be her and him and I have to look away. That smile, it’s her achilles heel; it tells of her shattered dreams and whispers softly of her broken heart.

My mom doesn’t believe in love. As soon as I could understand the concept she drilled it into my head that there was no such thing. She thought it was a waste of time, sneered at those who tried to say it was one of the things worth living for. Unnecessary, dangerous was how she described it. She said she’d be damned if I fell into its trap and ruined my life for a boy that would leave me broken.

Now I don’t know how to tell her that I feel the things she warned against. I dont know how to tell her that my heart jumps when I look into his eyes or press my lips to his. I don’t know how to tell her that I fell for a boy with plain brown eyes and a smile that reminds me of the sun. I don’t know how to tell her that I gave him my heart and now he has the power to ruin me.

She’s going to be so disappointed.”


- n.g //

Raise your hand if you would marathon the hell out of a TWD spin-off of Daryl and Carol that mainly consisted of them being domestic as shit and making heart eyes at each other.

I know I’m not the only one.  

Anybody?   

so maybe, i needed to lose you
maybe i had to cry myself to sleep
every night for months after you
left to realize that my tears
weren’t going to change your mind
weren’t going to bring you back

maybe you won’t come back
maybe i’ll never see you again
and we won’t grow old together
and i won’t get to look at your smile
and think that i got so lucky
because in the midst of a war
i found love

but that’s okay
one day i’ll be someone’s wife
someone’s mom
maybe i’ll still name my son after you
but i’ll live my life knowing
i gave him a name that will make waves
a name people will move oceans for
fight wars for
live their lives for

you would have died for me
but you wouldn’t have lived for me
i wish that it was all a dream but i
know that you wanted someone like
her more than you wanted someone like
me and that’s just something i have to live with

—  a love (i think) i had to lose pt. 1

Dear future wife…

I been trying to figure out a way to write these words for like the past 5 years now. I think it’s because that’s when I turned 21, when things were fun for my peers but I was consciously dreaming on how to spend my life with you explicitly. I’ve been extremely patient while battling temptation from a world that tells me “fuck a wife” and “it’s cool to have a grip of girls” — yet I’ve still been roaming the ocean just to prove why waiting for you was worth my world. I can’t tell you how many nights I stayed up visualizing a life, one where I’d never leave your side. Can you imagine how many pieces of paper I balled up out of frustration because I thought I met you in someone else only to give my all, then end up back by myself.

See when you finally look into my eyes, I want you to know that I was the walking definition of persistence. No matter how many times I was told “just fuck these hoes” I resisted. Because I couldn’t imaging myself trading in a night for what’s missing. When you look at me I want you to see the queen within yourself that reflects from my pupils but penetrate your soul. A sight that magnifies your queendom, so if your love were particles and I was blind I could still see them.

You have no idea how many times in my mind you said, “I do” without me even meeting you.

This is beyond fate or a first date. My soul is so entangled in your spirit that even from heaven I can feel it. I need you to know that the last love I believed to be you stabbed me so intensely that life wasn’t worth living. However, your hand touched my faced and it was in that feeling that I found hope. The journey for you became my solace to exist, my reason to persist, my will to resist, my heart to risk.

Never forget I risked it all for you before you knew I risked it.

So no matter where you are in the universe, I’ll find you. No matter how long it takes, I’ll search for you. The reason why is because I can feel you too. You’re searching for me and you’re dealing with heartbreak, fake love, regrets, and setbacks. Once I find you, I’ll set back your setbacks. I’ll make you fall in love so deeply you’ll forget those regrets. Any fake love you’ve experienced will become realer than any HD romantic film you’ve experienced.

On that day you take my hand in marriage I’ll smile and say, “We’re married.” I’ll remind you that your love was always mine to carry. That the men you’ve experienced in your past was exactly what the universe needed you to experience to be the women you are now. I’ll kiss your forehead a million times, to make a million rhymes; you’ll lay next to me and I’ll write you a million lines on this same sheet of paper.

The love I give you as your Prince Charming will become realer than your reality. You’ll never need love as a supplement. Your smile will shine the darkest of days. Your aura will shine the darkest of ways. The love we create when we have children will validate every word I say. I’ll love you like the seeds you grow for 9 months, as if it were a 100 years and we were old and gray. I still hold your hand each and every day.

I don’t know when I’ll find you but I know when I do every single minute will be worth the lifetime you deserved to have me there while I desperately searched this desert.
Believe me when I say on that day we’ll be in love forever…

My future wife.

so i just bought turf wars and I’m sorry i’m CRYING can you imagine Kya coming out to Aang????? like he would just be soo happy can you imagine how his face would light up and him hugging her so tightly she can’t breathe and aang getting so axcited to meet her girlfriend and just being so proud of her for exploring her feelings and figuring this out about herself and JUST he’s so accepting he would just be so happy 😭😭😭  

imagine him and Katara making a feast when Kya brings home her first girlfriend and she doesn’t know it but the whole family spent the entire day cooking and getting ready because they were so excited and then she gets there and Bumis all rambunctious and prying and 12 yr old tenzin is kinda timid and asks her polite questions about where she’s from and her family and this girl is just floored that she’s having dinner with freakin avatar aang and the OG Waterbender Katara and they’re all so friendly and welcoming and no one can stop smiling and I’m sorry i’m just really overwhelmed with emotions right now 😭😭

Mothers’ Weekend

Hello there! Long time, no see (my bad I know) but, here: an Alicia Zimmermann-centric piece as she goes to Parents’ Weekend during Jack’s freshmen year. [focus on Alicia, Jack, and Shitty] 6k


Somewhere, deep in her heart, Alicia Zimmermann knows she is a bad mother.

It started out as a worry, as maybe it does for all new mothers, that she will be a bad mother. That she won’t know what to do with a baby or a toddler that one day she will accidentally drop him or forget to feed him or feed him something he is actually allergic to or maybe she’ll scar him emotionally somehow and she worried but she survived his childhood okay. And then, after he was five or six, she stopped worrying about it. She thought she was doing pretty good. Jack had hockey and loved hockey and, sure, they didn’t have deep emotional talks but she didn’t exactly have any basis of comparison. Television families told her she was doing okay. No teenage boy wanted to have deep talks with his mother. And, look, if Jack didn’t talk to her all that much as he turned 12 and then 13, at least he was still talking to his father. Mostly still about hockey but she… she thought that had counted. Hockey was like French, to her. Another language she could understand but couldn’t quite speak. But Bob could. He was on top of it. Jack was taken care of.

She loved Jack. That was never the problem. The problem was that her love wasn’t enough. It didn’t matter. It didn’t alert her to any of the facts and maybe it even blinded her– She loved her son and her son loved hockey and so she loved hockey too. She loved her son and then her son seemed to love a boy named Kent and they never talked about it but she let Kent come over all the time and she figured they would discuss it at some point. She just… assumed everything was okay. Even after he was diagnosed with the anxiety disorder and given pills. It was always… well, that was a little problem but it’s handled and under control and everything is okay now.

See. Bad mother.

A good mother would have known somehow.

A good mother would have pushed and prodded or sensed it without even having to be told.

A good mother would have paid attention to how hard Jack was on himself. A good mother would have made sure her son had interests outside of hockey. A good mother would have known that Jack’s long silences after losses weren’t normal. A good mother would have preached balance and fostered friendships with different types of people and stopped the fucking hockey.

She didn’t though. Stop the hockey. No, not Alicia Zimmermann. She encouraged it. She went to the games and cheered the loudest and she even loved it a little bit because she thought it brought him joy, like his father. She bought into the vision: Jack playing hockey like Bob, the Zimmermann legacy continued throughout the ages…

God, she even used to tease Jack about how it took his father three years to win a Cup and she was sure Jack could manage it faster than his old man.

A good mother wouldn’t have done that. So, see, she’s always been a bad mother. Even now, now that she’s almost lost him, now that she’s promised to do better, now that she’s finally read all the books and online articles about anxiety and pressure and the danger of sports and hockey culture… now she’s still just as bad. Just for different reasons.

Now she is a bad mother because it’s Saturday afternoon and he’s been at Samwell for almost three months and she does not feel like mothers are supposed to feel in this moment.

She glances around. At the sea of other mothers and fathers crammed onto Samwell’s campus for Parents’ Weekend. They are not nervous. They are excited. Happy. Enthusiastic. Overjoyed to see the teenager they had left just a couple months ago again. To her right is a father almost (but not quite) breaking into a run to give his son a hug. To her left, a mother has burst into tears. Happy tears.

And then there’s her. She’s not excited to see Jack. Well, no. No, it’s not that she’s not excited. She is. She is. (She is. She repeats it once more just to remind herself). She is just…

She is nervous too. More nervous than she is excited.

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Okay yeah okay yeah okay 

WARNING: RANT AHEAD

I can’t even pretend it’s anything else XD

so normally I’m like very chill and open-minded about this kind of thing; like okay people give the *probably* hard-working movie-studio a chance, you haven’t even seen the movie yet, let’s not go bashing something before it’s arrived okay.

and I never want to make a big deal out of “not approving of” something, that’s just not my style, nor do I enjoy planting seeds of negativity in a world that’s got enough of that already holy crap XD

but

I’m sorry

you done hit a nerve, Sony. And that’s just me taking it personally, which I don’t have a right to do… but damn it, Sony, you’ve made it kind of difficult with this one. 

As you can probably imagine, I’m a fan of Beatrix Potter’s work; which, fyi, appeared in the early 1900′s as illustrated children’s stories featuring Peter Rabbit and many of the animals seen in this trailer. Needless to say, these stories mean a lot to me… I would go so far as to say they’ve shaped me as a human being, and as an artist; Ms. Potter remains one of my personal patron saints. 

This trailer (at the risk of sounding like a prude) offends me, not because it strays from the classic material (God knows, the written word is no more sacred these days than a hand-me-down sweater), but because it shits on it. It takes the world Ms. Potter created, gives you a glimpse of what it looked like, then slaps you in the face for smiling fondly at the sight of a familiar, jacket-wearing bunny, and proceeds to (very loudly and crudely) inform you of how outdated, useless, babyish, and uncool the old stories are. “But don’t worry, Sony’s here to make them cool again, with CGI party animals, pop culture references, a creepy sexual undertone, and tried-and-true sight gags like ‘naked’ animals and two guys screaming at each other for five minutes!”

In honesty, I wouldn’t have been thrilled, but I could have stomached a “modern times” version of Peter Rabbit. If it had treated the original stories with a semblance of respect, I could have dealt with it. I can deal with the stupid Nick Jr. cartoon that’s been airing (though make no mistake, I’m still bitter about the American accents and significantly, badly altered character designs). At least you can tell it has some respect for Ms. Potter’s Lake District world. 

Unless this trailer is lying to me, it doesn’t appear that this movie has anything resembling respect for its source material, and that is what offends me. Not the dumb gags, the adult angle, or the cultural appropriation (though, c’mon, that’s all bad). It’s the lack of respect for a classic that has been a part of so many people’s growing up, that has changed the face of children’s publishing over the more than 100 years since its genesis. In the trailer, mischievous adventurer Peter is a stereotypical charismatic party animal… he sorta strikes me as a much less well-meaning Ferris Beuller. And Mr. Tod, one of (in my humble opinion) literature’s darkest, most calculatingly evil, and frightening villains is reduced to a bad-tempered tagalong. I could go on, but I’m exhausted already. 

I just

Ugh. 

While we’re crapping on modernizing children’s classics, why don’t we just remake Ted and replace the main characters with Winnie the Pooh and Christopher Robin? 

Another kinky wager

Summary: As he previously promised, Bucky helps you work out all those irritating little kinks in your pool game.
Characters: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Absolutely NSFW. It’s all sex and pool tables folks, please walk away unless you’re over 18.  

A/N: Decided to write a follow-up to ‘Pool balls and underpants’, because I just couldn’t move on without a smutty sequel. This can read as a stand-alone story, but it will make more sense why Bucky’s wearing Steve’s underwear if you read the first part. And besides, who doesn’t love reading sassy sexual innuendos from Bucky Barnes?

Also, I meant this to be short, and once again my imagination spiralled out of control, and here we are. I regret nothing.

Pool balls and underpants 
MASTERLIST


He’s startled for a moment, before a sly smile stretches across his face, and he whips around to follow, white socks slipping and sliding on the smooth tiles as he chases after you.

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I Thought You Were Already Married

So, no one asked for a part two butttt I decided to write it anyways. You don’t have to read part one to understand it. This can be read as a stand alone. If you would like to read part one, here you go.

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               “Harry, you have to go in.” Sirius told his godson firmly. He tried to remain stern but the pleading green eyes of the three-year-old was hard to ignore.

                “What if they don’t like me.” The sniffle and wobbling lip was always his weakness. Merlin, where was Remus when he needed him? “What if no one wants to be my friend?”

                Sirius sighed heavily as he kneeled on the ground and cupped Harry’s cheeks. “You are going to make many friends. Probably too many to count.” He smiled softly at the wonder in those bright eyes. “Even if for some crazy reason, you don’t make a friend, I’ll always be your friend. Isn’t that enough?”

                “No.” Came the quick reply. It had Sirius rolling his eyes at his sassy godson. Harry must get that from Remus.

                “Why can’t Moony be here? He wouldn’t make me go in.”

                That had Sirius dropping his hands in defeat and adopting a pout. “I see how it is, Remus is your favorite.”

                When Harry nodded his head, Sirius let out a playful growl. “You aren’t supposed to agree!” He tickled Harry and relished the joyful squeals the boy released. He couldn’t fault Harry for preferring Remus over him. The werewolf was his favorite person too.

                “If you go in there, I promise that I’ll let you help me cheer up Remus when you get home.” Harry didn’t understand anything about the full moon or what was going on but he was smart enough at his age to know that the full moon makes Remus sad. The man was resting in bed recovering after yesterday’s transformation.

                By the way Harry’s eyes lit up and a soft gasp escaped, he knew that he had won. Despite this, he couldn’t help but pray to any higher power that Harry really would make a friend. Any friend would do.

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Breaking the Rules - part 6

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary:  Modern!AU You hate James Barnes with a burning passion and the feeling is entirely mutual. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you are tricked into attending his sister’s wedding as his girlfriend. Stuck with a bunch of strangers, you come up with a set of rules that are not going to last long.

Word Count:2,395

Warnings: the usual 

A/N: I’m sure how I feel about this, but anyway…

Breaking the Rules - Masterpage

Originally posted by dailyevanstan

“What the hell are you wearing?” Bucky burst out laughing when he saw you.

You had followed his mother and sisters to the wedding venue so you hadn’t seen him since you had left that morning. Becca’s prom dress fitted you just right, but it wasn’t the most appropriate outfit for a wedding.

It was a shimmering purple dress with lots of frills.

“You look like a sparkling plum,” he said, doubling over in laughter.

“Fuck off!”

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I’m only 18

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Request: Can you do a oneshot where the reader is an avenger and 18, she meets the team and the guys are being super flirty with her but have no idea that’s she is 18 and when they find out, they’re embarrassed about flirting with her :). Sorry if this super specific and long

Warning: No?


Being the new avenger was exciting. I had been able to shape shift into any person or animal that I wanted to since I was 5 years old. I scared my mother the day I turned into a dog. She could move things with her mind and she wasn’t sure of what I could do until the day we were eating dinner and I decided to act like a dog and turned into one. 

Since then, I would do small things like tricking my friends or I would turn into a bird and fly away. Like Spider-Man, I decided to use it for good. What really caught the public’s eye, was the day a grizzly bear stopped a gas station robbery. That same day Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff showed up at my house. They explained to me and my mother that they wanted me to join the avengers. Naturally, my mother put up a fight and said I was too young, but I am 18 so legally I can go. Waving goodbye to my mother 6 months later and I was officially part of the team. 

“You should turn into a cat, then when the team crowds around, turn into yourself.” Tony suggested. 

“I can’t” I laughed at him, “When I shape shift, My clothes don’t change with me so I can’t turn back until I’m in my room, usually.” 

“We’ll see about that.” He started thinking to himself. 

“Guys this is y/n” Nat called out t the team.

“Hello” I waved to everyone “I know who you all are already, I read the file.” 

“Nice to meet you” Steve shook my hand. “We didn’t hear much about you, it was suppose to be a surprise.” 

I smiled, looking around the room at the team. I noticed Sam, Bucky, Thor, Peter, and Steve were looking me up and down. I met Sam’s eyes and he winked at me and gave a slow nod of admiration. Bucky looked away quickly, Steve also winked, Thor smirked at me and then walked away, and Peter quickly turned around and started a conversation with Wanda. I noticed Clint and Bruce were watching the same thing I was and looked at me and then the guys and shook their heads. 

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Once everything was finally settled, I made my way to the kitchen to get a small snack, I had finally finished unpacking. I was searching for a snack when I hear someone speak up behind me.

“Nickle for your thoughts?” Steve spoke calmly

“I’m pretty sure it’s penny.” I laughed at him

“I just think your thoughts are worth more” he smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Really?” I rolled my eyes “That’s so lame” 

“What?” He moved a tad bit closer leaning on the counter. “I just wanted to start a conversation.” He chuckled. 

“So start” I reached for the box of cheez-its, but it was too far up. Steeve reached up above my head and grabbed it. I couldn’t help but look at his bicep. Quickly looking down when our eyes met.

“Like what you see?” Steve smirked “There’s more underneath.” 

I blushed at first and then realized, he is old, I’m still 18 and I don’t think he knows that. Instead of telling him, I laughed at him and walked away. 

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The next person to talk to me was Sam Wilson. I had wandered into the theater room and put a movie in. Sam saw this and wanted to join.

“Can I join you?” He asked as I made my self comfortable on the love-seat, taking up most to the small couch. 

“Sure if you can fit” I joked, moving my legs slightly.

“I played tetris as a kid.” He smirked at me coming closer to the couch.

“Your point?” I asked slightly confused.

“I can make it fit.” He winked at me. I didn’t even react, I just had a straight face and I realized that he didn’t know my age as well, and just like Steve I didn’t tell him. 

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Peter Parker approached me the next day, as I made my way to the kitchen, he tapped my arm.

“Morning y/n” He greeted me with a warm smile.

“Mornin’ Pete” I smiled back. He followed me into the kitchen. 

“Hey y/n,” He got my attention back to him “Can you feel my shirt?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, confused. 

“I’m serious” He held out the bottom of his shirt and I touched the soft fabric.

“What about it?” I was still confused.

“Does it feel like boyfriend material?” I asked seriously. I laughed at him as my cheeks slightly turned red.

“Absolutely not” Tony cut in “Not allowed.” 

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“Why do guys have to be such jerks?” My friend Andrea spoke to me on the phone. I had her on speaker while me, Wanda and Nat sat in the living room.

“I know how you feel Ann. What we need is a genie” I joked. “Three wishes would be nice.” 

“That would help a lot actually” Nat joined

“What’s one thing you would wish for?” Wanda asked “ I would wish for world peace. Typical I know.”

“I’ll have to think about that.” Andrea said on the phone. 

“Ditto” Nat spoke up, thinking quietly.

“I would wish for the perfect guy” I joked, earning a small chuckle from Nat.

“Here I am.” Bucky stood in front of us “What are your other two wishes?”

I couldn’t handle this anymore. I had to tell them how old I was before this got worse. I found it funny but I can’t be this cruel.

“Hey guys” I spoke up walking into the kitchen causing everyone to look at me “I have done some thinking.. Some of you, not naming who, have tried to flirt with me.” all the guys looked at each other. “As flattering as that is, I think you should know something about me, and maybe this will make you rethink some things.” I tried to fight the smile forming on my face. “I’m only 18.” 

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

Every single guy, except for Peter, Tony, Bruce, Clint, and Vision, went pale. They froze and looked at each other.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US BEFORE” Sam yelled, obviously embarrassed.

“I thought it was funny” I laughed at them

“I already knew that” Peter winked at me

“Lady y/n” Thor looked up from the ground “ I wasn’t sure of your age so I didn’t say anything, but I did not expect that” 

“I feel horrible” Steve apologized. Bucky couldn’t bring himself to say anything as he continued to stare at the ground.

There was a long awkward silence as we slowly continued our business. 

“Wait, You guys hit on her?” Tony raised his voice.

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now it’s 2:42 am and i’m taking a small break before diving into a 26-page article with an interaction sheet due tomorrow. i’ve been working since midnight reading 3 chapters of my old testament textbook and then making notes over them because i failed my quiz last week and i don’t want to feel that disappointed again.
i’m really, really tired but i’m working really, really hard.

ps i included a picture ft. my sleeping dog because he makes me smile when i look up from my notes so i hope he can make you smile too