Don’t cry over someone who left you in the middle of everything. He’s not worth your tears. Learn to stand up while you’re still feeling the pain. It will hurt you badly but, in the long run, you will understand that some valuable lessons in life will come from hardships. And this is one of them. Believe in yourself. You can surpass this storm of yours.
Don’t cry over someone who doesn’t appreciate your efforts and existence. Remember, you are precious and if people make you feel you’re not worth their time and affection, let them go. Never be afraid to turn your back to people who doesn’t value you. They don’t deserve a place in your life.
Don’t cry over someone who wouldn’t fight for you until the end. Prioritize yourself. You deserve someone better.
“Why would you do that to me, Uma? I had her!” You exclaimed, your words dripping in venom as you pushed through the doors of Ursulas Fish and Chips and threw yourself into one of the booths.
“You and I both know you had nothing on her, Y/N.” Uma persisted, not even giving you a look as she made her way past you. “You’re too emotionally attached.”
You gave Uma a daring glare, your eyes traveling over her unfazed figure as she nonchalantly made her way up the stairs and behind the bar.
“Of course I’m emotionally attached! Mal was my best friend!”
Uma gave you a small scoff, her leather covered hands gently reaching out and retrieving a cloth to clean her sword. “Yeah, she was. That’s the point, Y/N. She was your best friend, but she’s not anymore.” She explained. “She abandoned you. She abandoned us. You didn’t accept that 6 months ago, and you still haven’t accepted it now. If I would have let you fight her, she would have destroyed you, and if she would have destroyed you, you’d be even more useless than you are now.”
You let out a laugh, the feeling of disbelief and anger taking over your body. “You know what, Uma? How about you go -”
“Ladies, ladies!” A voice called out, the smooth sound of their scottish accent immedietly making you register that it was Harry. “What’s done is done. There’s no point in fighting about it. Right, Y/N?”
You sighed, the sound of your boyfriends words ringing in your ears and calming you nerves. “Yeah, whatever.” You exclaimed, gently digging the heels of your hands into your eyes and letting out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry, Uma.”
Uma gave you a slight tsk, her eyes looking at you with disappointment as she and the fellow crew mates made their way through the doors and out onto the deck.
“Starting a fight with Uma? Are you serious, Y/N? If it was anyone but you she would have thrown them overboard.” Harry lectured, his hand reaching out and gripping yours as he sat down next to you.
“I know.” You proclaimed, squeezing his hand in reassurance. “I just…I just can’t believe it. Mal was my best friend, my sister, and she just left me on this Isle like I was a piece of garbage ” You stuttured, tears immedetly beginning to fall down your face. “And then for her to come back here and not even apologize? Are you kidding me? Did our friendship mean nothing to her?”
“Mal isn’t worth your tears, okay?” Harry whispered, a slight trace of anger lacing his voice as he kissed the thick droplets of water off of your cheeks. “She doesn’t deserve to have you as a friend, and they sure as hell don’t deserve to have you at that school.”
You gave him a small nod, your eyes looking at nothing but the black table in front of you. “Maybe you’re right, but that doesn’t change how I feel.”
Harry let out a sad sigh, his free arm gently wrapping around your waist before pulling you into him, his hand resting in your hair and softly combing through it.
“I know you’re sad, Y/N. But please, don’t cry. I hate seeing you cry.” Harry comforted, his hand leaving yours and lightly tapping your chin.”Your beautiful face is breaking my heart.”
You rolled your eyes, your boyfriends cheesy attempt at cheering you up having a slight affect as you cuddle yourself into him.
“I know. I’m sorry.” You apologize. “You’re probably tired of hearing me whine about it all the time. I mean, no wonder Uma thought I was too emotional to fight.”
“No, that’s not it!” Harry exclaimed, “I really just hate seeing you get hurt, especially when it’s over something as overrated as Auradon Prep.”
You gave him a knowing nod, breathing in deeply as you finally began to slow your tears. “I know, Harry. I just….I can’t live here. I can’t survive here. I’m not good enough.”
Harry shook his head, the disagreement evident on his face. “You, my love, are stronger than every single person in this crew combined.” He began, his hands cupping you face and bringing you closer to him. “If anyone can survive on this island, it’s you, and you have to believe me on that.”
“You’re wrong, Harry. I -”
“Believe me.” He interrupted, gently connecting his lips with yours and giving you a soft kiss.
You kissed him back, the feeling of his lips molding with yours warming your heart and fogging your mind from any negative thoughts that were coming your way. Smiling against his lips, you leaned further into him, the simple words ‘believe me’ lingering in your head as you kissed him deeper, the all too familiar taste of your boyfriends lips heavy on your tongue.
kim seokjin x reader genre/warnings—
angst, smut and fluff !! Seokjin finally grows some
balls ;) words—
you’ve been lusting after your
brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party,
flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was
months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual
tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…
Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?
Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.
Summary: One day every human being on the planet received a mark in some place on their body at the same time; these marks are the initials of your soulmate and their date of birth. What do you do when your soulmate is not the person that you have a relationship with?
Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your best friend and pretend he is your boyfriend.
Summary: This is inspired by the song fake it by Bastille. Maybe i will write a fic for every song of the new album gosh i am such a Bastille trash . It’s a sad song about a breakup so this is pure angst no happy endings.
Title: Long Lasting Lies Fandom: MCU/Spider-Man Characters:Peter Parker x female!reader, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, Betty Brant, Cindy Moon, Flash Thompson Warnings:mentions of cheating on a partner, mentions of mugging, mild swearing, one tiny mention of sex Word Count: 3,129 Requested: This was literally requested by 70 people, I’m not even kidding. Blurb: You, Peter Parker’s girlfriend, have noticed that Peter has distanced himself, and have caught him lying on multiple occasions. When you confront him after being saved by Spider-Man, you are unaware that his excuse is only another one of his lies. A/N: You guys asked for it so here it is! Just a quick reminder that I live in Australia so I’m not on break and I don’t have any holidays, therefore I still won’t be updating as frequently as I wish I could :(
Disclaimer: not my gif
[Y/N] = your first name [L/N] = your last name
You were furious with yourself. There you were, boyfriend-less for only two days and it already felt like you were falling apart. Not only had you lost your boyfriend of almost half a year, but you had also lost a best friend. And it really, really sucked. You allowed yourself to wallow for the weekend, inviting over Michelle to watch horror films. The both of you had collectively decided that romance films were only going to do more damage at that point. And everything felt normal for a while. You and Michelle were laughing over the terrible special effects in a particularly crappy film when reality hit you. Peter, the boy who you had practically been attached to at the hip, was now somebody that you would regard as an “enemy”.
The thought had destroyed you, sending you from peels of laughter into quiet sobs as Michelle paused the film and reached over to hug you. You appreciated her attempts to cheer you up, but it felt like nobody would ever cheer you up again. The pain in your chest felt constant and relentless, and you subconsciously rubbed your chest and collarbones, as if these physical actions could mend your perpetual internal suffering.
“Peter is not worth your pain, Y/N.” Michelle tried to convince you. “That guy is a real asshole for doing what he did to you. And I’m sorry that you feel the way you do right now,” she sighed and retreated from your embrace, only to look you straight in the eyes. “But no boy is worth your tears, unless they’re tears of joy.”
You mustered a smile. “Thanks, Michelle.” you recognised her efforts, and she smiled back at you, coffee-colored eyes showing that she was relieved at your reaction. “I know it’s silly to cry over Peter, especially after the way he treated me and the things he did to me,” you bit your bottom lip. “Is it stupid that I’m dreading going to school the most?” you asked her. “Seeing Peter in the hallway, in class? I sit next to him in every class that we have together, now I have to find a new seat and I’ve already mentally adjusted to the angle of the whiteboard which-“
“I think that you’re overthinking this.” Michelle interrupted. “Find a new seat. One that doesn’t have a view of the back of Peter’s head, and one where he isn’t in your periphery. It’s going to be okay, Y/N. You have me and I’m sure you have Ned, too. You’ll get through this.” you smiled a watery smile, accompanied by tears in your eyes at the sincerity in Michelle’s voice.
“Thanks, Michelle.” you said again, really meaning it this time.
“What the hell, Peter?!” Ned practically stormed into Peter Parker’s bedroom. Peter — who had been lying on his stomach with his elbows propping up his upper body, clutching a pillow tightly to his face — wiped at his face as quickly as possible before facing Ned, who shut Peter’s door loudly. “I haven’t heard from you all weekend and Michelle just told me that you broke up with Y/N?” Peter sniffled before nodding his head. “Is it true? That you cheated on her?” Ned looked so disappointed with Peter that he felt his chest tighten, tears welling in his eyes again, threatening to spill.
A/N: The idea for this one is that Jeff is the readers best friend and she broke up with her shit boyfriend Marcus and when she called Jeff for help he was too busy focusing on other stuff that the reader felt like he stopped caring. Then it ends with sugary sweet fluff and kisses and junk.
You walked around Sheri’s party, red cup in hand looking for your boyfriend Marcus. Huge parties weren’t usually your thing, but you got dragged along by not only him but all of your other friends. Hannah was too busy with Clay, Sheri was busy hosting, Jessica was getting her face sucked off by Justin, and Zach and Marcus were nowhere to be seen.
You walked outside and saw Jeff playing beer pong with Monty. You walked up next to him and stood by his side. He looked down and gave a soft smile before returning to his game.
“Hey, have you seen Marcus around?” You asked. He shook his head no, never turning to look at you. You watched as he aimed before shooting and landing the ball in the middle cup.
“This game is stupid.” You said with a chuckle. Jeff absentmindedly nodded and picked up another ball.
“Almost as stupid as you.” You said with a small smirk, attempting to gain his attention once again.
“Yeah, that’s great, Y/N. I’m a little busy right now.” He said. You looked down sadly and nodded before walking off to find Marcus. You weren’t having any fun and you were ready to go home. You pushed past the sweaty bodies and asked around, but nobody had seen him.
You finished looking downstairs and made your way upstairs. You opened door after door before coming to one at the end of the hallway. You heard moaning coming from inside and you were about to walk away until you heard a familiar voice.
You leaned against the door and heard his voice once again. You pushed open the door and your hand instantly flew to your mouth. He scrambled off the bed holding the blanket against him and began stammering out lame excuses. You looked at the girl and noticed she was one of the cheerleaders. Jenny Kyle.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Marcus?!” You shouted angrily.
“Y/N, b-babe. I swear this, this meant nothing! S-she means nothing! This was an accident!” Marcus stammered out, stepping towards you. You backed away, tears pricking at your eyes and shook your head. He kept coming closer and when he got near you, you pushed him back at full force. He stumbled onto the floor and you leaned down to be in his face.
“We. Are. Finished.” You seethed before turning and storming down the stairs. You didn’t even try to cover your tears as they freely flowed down your cheeks. People stared as you walked past, but you didn’t care. You ran outside to find Jeff and saw him standing at the same table with another ball in his hand. You walked up to him and grabbed his arm pulling it down so you could whisper in his ear.
“Please take me home, Jeff.” You spoke, trying to keep your voice from cracking. Jeff groaned quietly and pulled his arm from your grasp.
“Can’t you get Marcus or Clay to do it? Jeez, Y/N, I’m trying to play.” He said in an annoyed voice. You scoffed and stormed away from him, not believing what he had said. You managed to find Tony in the crowd and convinced him to take you home. Thankfully, he knew you weren’t in the mood to answer any questions, so he didn’t even ask. He drove you home in silence and spent the night with you as you cried into his chest.
You woke up with your eyes puffy from crying, and Tony’s arm wrapped around yours. You shook him and his eyes slowly peeled open before meeting yours. He sighed as he saw your reddened cheeks.
“Hey, you gonna be alright? We don’t have to go. I can take you to Rosie’s and we can just skip a day.” He said as you climbed out of bed, before walking to your closet to find the comfiest outfit for the day.
“No thanks, T. I appreciate it though.” You said softly, your voice still scratchy from crying. He nodded and gave a sympathetic smile before standing and wrapping his arms around you, tightly pulling him into his chest.
“You’re gonna be alright, kid. I’ve got your back.” He said, placing a kiss on the top of your head. You sighed and wrapped your arms around him as well, trying to refrain from crying again, but of course a few tears escaped. Tony felt you shaking and pulled away before wiping your tears.
“Don’t cry. He isn’t worth your tears.” He said. You took in a deep breath and gave him a sad smile. He returned a small one before patting your shoulder and walking towards your door.
“I’ll be downstairs. I’ll drive you today, and we can stop for breakfast if you want.” He offered.
“Thanks for driving but we don’t need to stop.” You said. He nodded and walked out of your bedroom, leaving you alone to change. You pulled off your clothing and walked into your bathroom. You turned on the shower and stepped into it. You quickly cleaned yourself and stepped out, drying off and pulling on a pair of black skinny jeans, a matching tank top and a grey hoodie. You pulled your (Y/H/C) hair up into a ponytail and walked out. You walked downstairs to meet Tony and grabbed a pair of black combat boots similar to his.
You walked out and he drove you both in silence. When you arrived you had to part ways, but not before a reassuring hug.
You walked to your locker in silence, ignoring everyone in your path. You put in your combination and opened your locker, pulling out a few books.
“Y/N!” You heard a familiar voice call. You looked up and saw Jeff running towards you. You rolled your eyes and slammed your locker before turning and walking away. You could hear his footsteps growing closer and you sped up, trying your best to avoid him as he called your name. You felt his hand grab your shoulder before he stepped in front of you.
“Hey, you alright?” He asked, worry in his eyes. You scoffed and crossed your arms.
“Oh, so now you suddenly care?” You asked with a raised brow. Jeff looked at you in confusion and shook his head.
“What are you talking about, Y/N/N? I’ve always cared about you. You’re my best friend.” He said. You rolled your eyes and looked down.
“Didn’t seem like you cared last night. All you cared about was that stupid game.” You said pushing past him, walking to class. Jeff followed quickly and grabbed your arm, pulling you into an empty classroom.
“Jeff, what the hell? Let me go to class!” You exclaimed. Jeff just stared at you as you began to seethe.
“What, what happened?” He asked quietly. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.
“It didn’t seem important to you yesterday. Why should you care now?” You said angrily. Jeff ran his hands over his face and sighed.
“Monty had me in a bet and I wanted to win. You know how competitive I can get, Y/N.” He explained. You shook your head and looked away.
“That doesn’t give you an excuse to be an asshole. And if you seriously must know what happened, I broke up with Marcus because I caught him fucking another girl. Jenny Fucking Kyle.” You said angrily. Jeff stood there with his mouth agape and his eyes wide.
“Yeah, I walked in on them both. Great fucking sight to see, but of course you don’t care. My problems aren’t important.” You said with tears beginning to fill your eyes. Jeff noticed and walked closer to you. You shook your head and held a hand out to stop him, but instead he grabbed it and pulled you into an embrace.
You tried your hardest to fight him as you started crying but as he ran his fingers through your hair and whispered into your ear, you slowly stopped fighting and just began sobbing into his chest. He rubbed your back soothingly and you fisted his shirt tightly.
“Shh. It’s okay, Y/N. I’m here.” He whispered. You shook in his arms as you let every emotion free.
“Why would he do that to me, Jeff? What did I do to deserve that? Was I not good enough?” You cried. Jeff continued to shush you and calm you down.
“Hey, look at me.” He said, lifting your head up with his finger.
“Don’t you dare cry over him. You’re way too good for that douchebag. He doesn’t deserve you. And don’t you ever say you’re not good enough. You are beautiful, and smart, and funny, and unique and any guy would be lucky to have you. I know I would.” He said, whispering that last part, but it was loud enough where you heard.
He brought a hand to your cheek and brushed away a stray tear with his thumb. You licked your lips and he looked down as you slowly ran your tongue over them. He mirrored your actions and you did the same. He looked back into your watery (Y/E/C) eyes before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.
Your eyes fluttered closed and your heart skipped at the feeling. His lips were soft and had a hint of strawberry and mint to them. You brought your arms up around his neck and pulled him deeper into the kiss.
You both broke away once your lungs began straining for air and you rested your forehead against his. Your lips still tingled from coming in contact with his and you smiled a bit.
“Y/N?” He said, barely above a whisper. You hummed in response, playing with the short hairs at the nape of his neck.
“You know I love you, right?” Jeff asked quietly. You nodded against him and he sighed.
“Seeing you with Marcus nearly drove me insane. He’s a fucking asshole, and you… you’re just too good for him. You’re honestly too good for me, and I’d be perfectly fine if you don’t like me the way I like you, and if it’s too soon to start anything, and-” He rambled, but you cut him off with another kiss. He smiled against your lips and you pulled away, looking into his eyes.
Characters: Y/N Singer, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester (mentioned) Caleb Nichols (OC - mentioned), Bobby Singer (mentioned)
Pairing: AU - Caleb x Reader, Dean x Reader
Warnings: Divorce, cheating (not Dean nor the reader), low self worth, douchebag ex, Dean being perfect (yep that’s a warning), smut (not super graphic but it’s there), oral (female receiving), vaginal sex. Unsafe sex - wrap it before you tap it y’all.
Word Count: 2600ish
A/N: This is written for @jensen-jarpad’s big celebration challenge - I had the idea for it pretty quickly but it took me a while deciding who I wanted to write it for. I ended up going with Dean but it is AU and not SPN verse.
Thanks to the sweet amazing @percywinchester27 for betaing this for me (sorry bout the smut Ana - it just happened!)
***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***
Your divorce had finally gone through and you knew you were supposed to feel something. Grief, relief, something. Instead you couldn’t stop thinking how you had wasted 3 years of your life on a guy who had constantly belittled you, and done everything in his power to close you off from your family and friends.
It had taken him cheating on you with his secretary, which was only the world’s biggest cliche, for you to finally have had enough. He hadn’t even been sad or angry as he had watched you pack your bags and walk out on him, to go live with your dad until you could get back on your feet. Instead, he chose to tell you he knew you would be back. No other man would love you and he was only with you out of pity anyway.
Nothing about your marriage had been healthy or loving. You didn’t regret for one second that you had left him, but still his words had stuck with you. As you sat there on your couch staring at the finalized divorce papers you couldn’t help but wonder if he was right. Were you unloveable? Surely there were girls that looked much better than you, but you had never put that much stock into looks. You had always been a tomboy anyway and your best friend in the entire world was a guy. Or rather he used to be. Caleb had never liked Dean, and the feeling was mutual. The only difference was that Dean had never asked you to chose between the two of them. Caleb had, and the idiot you had been, you had chosen the man who had spent every day of your life together telling you you weren’t good enough, above the man who had been there for you whenever you needed him. The man who had held you as you cried when you mother had passed away. The man who had celebrated every graduation with you. The man who in spite of how he felt about the guy you had married, had showed up at your wedding to support your decision. That had been the last time you had seen Dean.
Zach being secretly in love with you, his best friend.
A/N : I tried. I hope you enjoy!
“You look really pretty today, y/n.” Zach smiles at you in awe. He loves the way you have the effect of taking his breath away even when you’re in sweats and a hoodie with no make up on and a messy bun.
You punch his arm lightly, “Shut up Dempsey.” You get into his car as he drives to the nearest gas station.
“Maybe I just wasn’t good enough for him.” You cry onto Zach’s shoulder.
“Y/N he was a douche, and you are way out of his league. You deserve the world and he couldn’t give it to you and that’s his mistake. ” Zach stroked your hair.
“Let’s make a deal Y/N.” Your ears perked and you looked at your best friend, you nodded your head.
“If we both don’t have dates by the winter formal, we’ll go together.” You agreed, little did you know he didn’t try to get a date, and he made sure all his friends kept an eye out for anyone who even thought about asking you to the dance.
“Wow,” he breathed as he saw you in your dress.
“You’re not looking too bad yourself, Dempsey,” you chuckled as you and Zach got into his car.
“He’s not a good guy, Y/N! He’s not a relationship type.” Zach yelled.
“Maybe I don’t want anymore relationships.”
“I know you Y/N, you’re a nice girl, you’re more committed to relationships than Juliet was committed to Romeo!”
“Maybe, you don’t know me at all. Have you thought of that?” Zach walked out of her room and slammed the front door. He wasn’t going to say anything he would regret.
“How’d your non-relationship thing go?”
“I walked into his room and he was naked, I ran out of his house screaming. I am scarred.”
“Zach please talk to me.”
“Not in the mood.”
“I’m your best friend you can tell me anything.”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Really? Try me.”
“I’m in love with this girl. In fact, I am so in love with her, it actually hurts because I know she will never feel the same.”
“I got you something to get through your AP BIO test!” Zach smiled wide and pulled out a cupholder from monet’s.
“Zach you are a freaking life saver,” You hugged him tight and grabbed your everyday order, hot chocolate with vanilla extract, whip cream, caramel, and sometimes sprinkles.
You walked past a bunch of seniors, they whistled and hollered at you. You felt extremely disrespected and uncomfortable. You told Zach about it.
“How many guys were there?”
“How’d they look?”
“Can you describe them?”
“Zach, really, it’s fine.”
“No, it’s not. What if they do it again?”
“They won’t,” You hoped.
“Zach I think I like Montgomery.”
“Zach,” She sobbed through the phone.
“Y/N? What’s wrong?”
“He’s cheating on me,” she sobbed harder.
“I’m going to beat your fucking ass Montgomery,” Zach said ready to charge at him. Until Justin pulled him back.
“HEY! HEY! What’s going on here?”
“He’s cheating on Y/N,” anyone could see the steam coming from Zach.
“Jesus, Montgomery. What the fuck is wrong with you?” Justin glares at Montgomery.
“She said she loved me. It’s been only 3 months,” Montgomery scoffed.
“So what? You throw her away because she has feelings?” Zach shoves Montgomery.
“She didn’t put out. Plus we all know how much you’re so in love with her,” he pauses and venomously smirks. “I guess now we both know how it feels to see someone you love ruined.”
Zach punches Montgomery in the face and leaves.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay. You’ll be okay, Y/N,” He says as he hugs you, tightly. “He’s dumb. He’s not worth your tears. You’re smart, independent, and a bonus is you’re really beautiful. You’re the most caring person, your smile could light up any room and your laugh? It’s the best song I ever heard. You’re going to find someone, someone who loves you so much and they’ll never purposely hurt you.”
Air Signs – People cannot see wind. We can see what wind
does, how it moves things, but we cannot see it. It isn’t visible, but it is
always there, and it’s all around us, so don’t let anyone tell you that your
presence doesn’t matter because if you disappeared, we wouldn’t be able to see
your absence, but we would definitely feel it.
Fire Signs – You attract a lot of attention because you are
outgoing, passionate, and charismatic. Naturally, people want to be around you,
but don’t let anyone tell you that people only want to be around you because
your attractive; you are loyal, honest, and determined as well.
Earth Signs – People rarely think of the ground even though
they walk on it everyday, but don’t let people’s disregard of the Earth impact
how you value yourself. Without you, there would be no foundation to live
upon, to build upon, so know your worth.
Water Signs: Tears, Waterfalls, and even bathwater all
sparkle, so don’t let anyone tell you that you’re too deep, too moody, or
aren’t light enough to sparkle, because as a child of water, you have an innate
BTS reacting to you crying in front of them?? These are normally so cute to read, so I was wondering how you would portray the boys.. ~Anon JJ
Thank you so much for requesting and I hope you like it :D
Jin would be awkward in this situation, especially if he had no idea why you had begun crying in the first place. When he turns around to see you cry, however, he would hurry over to you and hold you tightly. He’d be sure to let you know that if there was anything he could do to make you happier, he’d be up for it. He’d be so caring, making sure you’re okay because he loves seeing you happy and not upset.
Seeing the tears welling up in your eyes, brought Suga’s mood down. He would try to put on a brave face in an attempt to cheer you up, but he’d have a hard time when your sad mood affected him. It would break his heart to see you cry. You were normally so happy and cheerful around him that it would take him by surprise when you came to him crying, but he’d be quick to wipe your tears away, trying to tell you that whatever had upset you probably isn’t worth your tears.
J-Hope would try so very hard to think of ways to make the tears stop, wanting to see you smile again. He would flash you a few humorous faces your way in an attempt to get a smile out of you. He would try his best to turn your tears into laughter with lame jokes and such. He’d immediately start acting like his really weird self just to switch the tears for the smile he always loves.
Rap Monster would do his best to change your mood as soon as he saw you in tears. He’d quickly take you in his arms and hold you against his chest, telling you that he’s always willing to listen to your problems. All of his attention would be yours the moment a single tear shed from your eye. He’d make sure that you knew if you wanted to talk about whatever was making you sad, he’d be there for you.
Jimin would shower you with kisses because he hates seeing you like this. He spent most of his time cuddling you and calling you Princess. He’d take you out shopping afterward to spend time with each other and you’d end up with hand fulls of items. He’d buy you gifts when he’s with you and make sure that you weren’t upset. But even after countless times telling him you were alright and all he was doing was enough, he ignored you and kept going the extra mile.
V would absolutely smother you with affection when he sees you crying. He hated to see you sad and definitely preferred your smiling face so he would be ready and willing to do anything to make you happy again. He would wrap his arms around you for comfort after you had a moment to yourself, and then spend the rest of his time trying to put you in a greater mood. He’d pounce on you to give you loads of cuddles, giving you sweet cheek kisses and would sing for you.
Jungkook would absolutely hate to see you cry and immediately have you engulfed in his arms, asking you not to cry because it was making him upset. He is a very emotional mess when it comes to the people that he cares about. But he tried his best to be strong for you. To prevent himself from getting caught up in his emotions, he would whine to make you stop crying, telling you he didn’t want to see you like this. He teased you about something that happened a few days ago, making you laugh and get your mind off whatever was bringing you down. He would make you grin just by looking at his beautiful smile