you can't stop me i want to okay ;~;

anonymous asked:

I know you've given permission for people to write Greyling AU fanfic, but are you okay with us writing smut of your AU?

Oh, that’s a very important question! Thank you for asking it!

My own personal feelings here say I’d really rather you not, but I also recognize that I can’t actually stop you if you want to. If you’re going to write Greyling AU smut, please make them actual adults? I do not want to read that about my children, especially when I’ve got a perfectly good aged up portion of the au sitting around.

BTS FC 170309
SUGA HANDWRITTEN LETTER

Hello this is BTS’ Suga
Haha it is finally my 25th birthday?
I feel kind of weird
I feel like just yesterday I was 20 years old
Since debut, it’s both my 4th Spring and birthday
Me, a person who has always been impatient and constantly worrying about the future
Me, a person who always feels 21 years old performs in front of countless of ARMYs
And now that others call me sunbae (senior), I get to perform at concerts all around the world,
I am constantly living a busy life that gives me the opportunity to meet you all which is a dream and I’m so happy about it.
After debuting, it’s always so exciting to see so many ARMYs take care of me and wish a happy birthday
To be honest, I never cared much for birthdays
Thinking how ARMYs prepare special gifts and are happy doing it make my birthday feel special
Thank you to every single ARMY for making me a special person
I may look like a person who is living just because they were born, but I am trying very hard and my best to become a better person
So please continue to watch over me for a very long time
Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday
As I grow older, I promise to repay you guys with better music and performances

P.S. Now I want to stop growing old… ㅠㅠ

trans: jhope-shi

((Jeremy and Michael are having a duel to see who has the stronger avatar. For the moment it looks like Jeremy has won the upper hand, he has Michael pinned and is about to deal the final blow to win but then Michael’s eyes go half-lidded, a dopey smile comes onto his face and a red flush spreads across his cheeks and he says, dreamily, “I love you”

Jeremy is totally caught off guard, immediately his face goes bright pink and his mouth drops open. Michael takes the opportunity and deftly flips them over before holding his staff to Jeremy’s throat, raising his eyebrows and giving him the smuggest grin.

Ny0, after realizing he’d been tricked, holds his hands up in surrender. Then he glares at Ehm half-heartedly and mumbles, “You cheated”

And then Michael smartly responds with, “All’s fair in love and war, babe”))

2

Why would she give the ship to you? 

I’ve commanded Star Destroyers

            Well I’d say you’d answered your own question then

  • Remus: *bending over to pick something up off the ground*
  • Sirius: Please fuck me.
  • Remus: What?
  • Sirius: I SAID PLEASE FUCK ME, OKAY? LIKE, RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I CAN'T FUCKING GO ON BEING A BORING, STRAIGHT BOY ANYMORE, AND I WANT YOUR COCK--
  • Remus: *blushing furiously* Okay! Okay. Just please stop talking, Sirius. We're in the middle of a test.
  • McGonagall: Oh no, do carry on, you've just won me five galleons from Albus.
Sentence Starters {Intense Angst Edition}
  • "Do I really mean nothing to you?"
  • "I never meant to hurt you!"
  • "You are worth less than dirt to me."
  • "We could have been happy together..."
  • "I should've protected you!"
  • "Will you stay with me till I'm gone?"
  • "Don't leave me here, please!"
  • "It was my fault... it was all my fault!"
  • "I don't want to die-!"
  • "Please give me another chance!"
  • "It's okay... I wasn't meant to survive this."
  • "Please forgive me..."
  • "I'm dying and you can't stop it."
  • "You're dying and I can't stop it!"
  • "I only came to say goodbye."
  • "Stay with me!"
  • "I thought you loved me. I was wrong."
  • "I thought I loved you. I was wrong."
  • "Please don't hurt me!"
  • "I don't want to see you."
  • "I'm so sorry..."
  • "I'm ending it tonight. Don't try to stop me..."
  • "What did you do to yourself?"
  • "You can't just tell me to leave!"
  • "This wasn't meant to work out, you know."
  • "It's too hard. It's just too hard..."
  • "I was stupid to think you cared."
  • "You were stupid to think I cared."
You’re not worth the tears I shed over you.
—  personal thoughts (via faundroyant)
2

The FMA crossovers continue!!! I was thinking about how a Kamijirou confession would go down and Ed x Winry came to mind. 

[please do not repost onto other sites. reblogs are okay!]

anonymous asked:

if you're not kin then don't tell people not to tag your art as kin/me holy shit

Now, as someone who has otherkin friends who are awesome, stop making them looking bad, people like you are destroying their image.

If you’re okay with others tagging your art as kin, it´s okay. Still, let’s respect the artists that DON’T want people tagging their art as me/kin. Thank you.

Will You Fake Date Me? (Jimin Fluffy Imagine)
  • INT. Y/N'S HOUSE -- EVENING
  • Y/N sits on the couch enjoying a delicious bowl of popcorn. Her eyes are glued to the screen where a scary movie plays. Y/N's eyes widen in anticipation, her mouth ajar. She lifts a handful of popcorn to her mouth when-
  • JIMIN: Y/N!
  • Jimin barges through her front door. His small figure is illuminated by the moon of the dark night.
  • Y/N: AHHHHH!
  • By pure reflex, and not a hint of maliciousness, Y/N flings the tin bowl of popcorn at Jimin, showering her living room in kernels and nailing Jimin in the head.
  • JIMIN: OW! Y/N! What the hell?
  • Jimin massages the blow to his head.
  • Y/N: Jimin, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
  • JIMIN: Yeah, I'm fine.
  • After hearing this, Y/N proceeds to smack Jimin upside the head.
  • JIMIN: OW!?
  • Y/N: That was for scaring me. How did you even get in here?
  • Jimin plops himself down on the couch with a sour expression and his hands rubbing the spot on his head that had received yet another blow.
  • JIMIN: The door was unlocked. You know for someone who watches a bunch of thriller movies, you really don't take all the necessary precautions.
  • Y/N sits beside him and pauses the movie.
  • Y/N: Why are you here? Shouldn't you be on a date with 'Super hot as fuck' Irene.
  • Y/N tries to pull off her best imitation of Jimin when she says, "Super hot as fuck" but her voice comes out a lot deeper than his.
  • JIMIN: Why don't we just call her 'Super hot bitch' 'cuz it turns she only asked me to come out to make Taehyung jealous.
  • Y/N: Seriously?
  • JIMIN: Yes seriously. I just can't believe I thought she actually wanted to go out with me. You know to actually date me.
  • Y/N pauses. She doesn't really know what to say in this situation. She's used to always being the one sulking and Jimin cheering her up.
  • JIMIN: Okay you can stop with the pity stares. I'll live.
  • Y/N: You came to the right place Jimin. My shoulders aren't as sturdy as Jin's but they are here for your tears.
  • Jimin bursts out laughing. Y/N flings kernels of popcorn on the couch at him.
  • JIMIN: That was terrible. Thank you.
  • Jimin sighs.
  • JIMIN: As much as I'd like to stop holding back my tears, I came here on strict business.
  • Y/N raises her eyebrow.
  • Y/N: I'm all ears Agent Chim.
  • JIMIN: I want you to fake date me.
  • Y/N pauses.
  • Y/N: If this were a movie, this would be the perfect moment for a spit take.
  • JIMIN: Y/N, I'm serious.
  • Y/N: You're joking.
  • JIMIN: I just said 'I'm serious'
  • Y/N: That's insane. Friends don't just fake date each other.
  • JIMIN: How would we know? To us it wouldn't be fake dating.
  • Y/N: Jimin, shut up. No way, I am not fake dating you.
  • JIMIN: Please, Y/N, I need your help.
  • Jimin grabs Y/N's hand in his. He tilts his head and pouts his lips. Y/N shakes her head at him.
  • Y/N: Why? Why would we even need to do this?
  • JIMIN: I want Irene to want me. I want her to see what she could have had. What we could have been.
  • Y/N frowns and pulls her fingers away from Jimin's
  • Y/N: Why do you like her so much?
  • JIMIN: What do you mean?
  • Y/N: What's so great about her? I mean yeah she's pretty and all but so are lots of girls. What's so different about her?
  • Jimin pauses. You can tell he's thinking pretty hard about this. He slumps back on the couch and stares into his lap.
  • JIMIN: Honestly I have no idea.
  • Y/N: See? You want to do all this for a girl you don't even really like.
  • JIMIN: I do like her. I just don't know what I like about her.
  • Y/N huffs and the two sit awkwardly in silence on the couch for a moment. A few times Jimin starts his sentence to name something he likes about Irene but then falls back into thought. Eventually Y/N breaks the silence and says.
  • Y/N: You know, if you had just asked me to go on a date with you, I would have said yes.
  • JIMIN: You mean like a real date?
  • Y/N: Yeah, a real date. I kinda get how you felt earlier about Irene using you to get to Taehyung now. And its not your fault. I should of told you earlier Jimin. I like you.
  • Jimin's eyes are wide. He stares at Y/N who is looking down into her lap awaiting for his response. Eventually she breaks the silence again.
  • Y/N: You're my best friend Jimin and I would do anything to help you but fake dating you would be so much harder for me than you think because that's probably the closest we would ever get to becoming more than friends.
  • Y/N gets up off the couch and slowly makes her way to the landing of the stairs.
  • Y/N: It's late. I'm going to bed. You can let yourself out. Goodnight Jimin.
  • Y/N reaches the first step of the stairs when Jimin calls-
  • JIMIN: Wait!
  • Y/N stops at the step and turns around to face Jimin.
  • JIMIN: When you asked me what I liked about Irene, I couldn't think of anything. But when you said what you said right now, I asked myself what I liked about you, and there were so so many reasons Y/N. I like everything about you. Even the annoying things aren't that annoying. Y/N, I think I like you too.
  • A/N:
  • Hello! This is my first time writing an imagine in screenplay format. I tried to incorporate both into one and this is what we got. I really hope you guys liked this because this was a lot of fun to write. Also to the Anon who requested this, I'm sure this wasn't what you imagined but I hope you liked it all the same. Thanks for all the support guys! Thanks @limseoyeon
  • ~Armygirl
Pregnancy Starters
  • "S/he started kicking last week."
  • "I'm not ready to be a parent."
  • "I just feel like my feet have fallen off. I can't see them!"
  • "Are you sure we can do this? Have this baby?"
  • "I don't care what we have as long as it's healthy."
  • "I'm pregnant, and I... I don't know who the father is."
  • "Stop trying to convince me to give it up! I want this child."
  • "Come here. S/he just kicked."
  • "It's okay. You can feel it."
  • "But do you know what this means? Our whole lives are going to change for this baby."
  • "Do you really think I can do this on my own? Be a single parent?"
  • "I don't want to know the sex."
  • "You got me pregnant."
  • "Are you ready to start a family?"
  • "This is what happens when the condom breaks."
  • "You have to help me. I can't do this on my own."
  • "It's a girl/boy."
  • "I've never wanted anything more than this. I want to be a parent."
a masterlist of prompts and sentence starters
  • [ SEND A SYMBOL FOR A DRABBLE ABOUT OUR MUSES ]
  • ☂: our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella
  • ★: our muses stargaze together
  • ✈: your muse is going away for a time and says goodbye to my muse or vice versa
  • ❤: one of our muses says the first "i love you" to the other
  • ✿: your muse asks my muse to dance with them or vice versa
  • ☤: my muse visits your muse at the hospital
  • ☢: your muse tells my muse that they need to break up
  • ☯: our muses have their first kiss
  • ❅: our muses have a snowball fight
  • ☠: my muse visits your muse's grave
  • ▲: how our muses first met
  • ➳: how one of our muses asked the other on a first date
  • ✌: our muses' wedding
  • ⌚: my muse proposes to your muse or vice versa
  • [ SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING SENTENCES FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]
  • "Please don't leave me."
  • "I don't want to lose you, okay?"
  • "Because I love you!"
  • "And I thought I could trust you."
  • "I can't believe you forgot."
  • "What did you do this time?"
  • "We're going to get caught!"
  • "Kiss me."
  • "I'm sorry, I screwed up."
  • "I might be drunk."
  • "You look beautiful."
  • "That smirk is annoyingly hard to ignore."
  • "Stop staring at me!"
  • "Please go away, you can't see me like this."
  • "Come on, dance with me."
  • "I need you. I need us."
  • "You can't just lead me on like that!"
  • "I can't do this anymore."
  • "Oh, I'm nothing special."
  • "Just don't forget me, okay?"
  • "You have to let me go."
  • "We'll get through this together."
  • "You're not alone, you know."
  • "Shut up! I hate you!"
  • "I wish this could last forever."
  • "Maybe I was right in thinking that I should never have even fallen in love with you."
  • "What would the world be like without you?"
  • "Why do you like me so much?"
  • "Are you okay?"
  • "Shit, what did I do?"
  • [ SEND A TEXT FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]
  • [text]: Fuck you.
  • [text]: Where are you?
  • [text]: I'm sick.
  • [text]: I love you.
  • [text]: I wish I could be with you right now.
  • [text]: I'm at your door.
  • [text]: Is that all you care about?
  • [text]: Please stop talking about her/him.
  • [text]: Just come over, watch a movie, and cuddle with me.
  • [text]: Don't even start.
  • [text]: Is that all I am to you?
  • [text]: Help me.
  • [text]: Wait, what happened?
  • [text]: I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.
  • [text]: I miss you.
  • [text]: Good night.
  • [text]: Stop leaving me voicemails, I'm not going to forgive you.
  • [text]: Tell me you didn't forget.
  • [text]: I've had such a bad day.
  • [text]: Don't talk to me ever again.
  • [text]: I have nothing if I don't have you.
  • [text]: After all we've been through, you can't leave me... please.
  • [text]: Breaking up over a text? You've stooped that low?
  • [text]: Can you stop ignoring me for a second?
  • [text]: Sometimes I worry that you won't know how much I love you.

anonymous asked:

god DAMN your art is gorgeous and all but I legitimately?? don't like you?? I want to unfollow but I can't bring myself to do it because idk but the problem is even if I was like 'okay I'll stop thinking about this person' (really nothing against you, I dislike a lot of things) I follow your boyfriend so I'm still gonna be thinking about you, with the occasional post. I just don't like your sense of humor, is all. Like, it makes me.. sickeningly angry for no reason.

i think this is the first time iv said this but id genuinely prefer ya just block me :^Y this is kinda rude as shit

Ch. 55 (probably)
  • *Shinoa and Mitsuba screaming in the bathroom*
  • *Yuu, worried that they're being attacked by someone, dashes into the room, followed by Mika who's worried about Yuu*
  • Yuu*totally ignoring that the both girls are only in their underwear* : "What happend?"
  • *Mitsuba covers her bra with her hands and screeches*
  • Shinoa*unashamed*: "Nothing~ Mitsu and I just had some fun~"
  • Mitsuba*angry* : "Fun, my ass!!!"
  • Shinoa: "Hi hi hi."
  • Mtsuba*even more angered*: "You!!!"
  • *Mitsuba takes Tenjiryuu, wanting to attack Shinoa, but Shinoa hides behind Mika, hoping he would dodge the attack*
  • *Mika's not able to react fast enough and gets the upper part of his uniform torn to pieces*
  • Yuu*staring at Mika's bare chest*: "O//O"
  • *Shinoa smiles mischievously behind Mika*
  • Mitsuba*shocked and blushing before bowing in apology*: I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry"
  • Mika*angry*: "Damn humans! Come on, Yuu-Chan, apparently they don't need any help, so let's go."
  • Yuu*still staring at hs bare chest*: "O//O"
  • Mika*irritated*: "Yuu-Chan?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Mika*placing both of his hands on Yuu's shoulders*: "Hey, Yuu-Chan, what's wrong?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Shinoa*popping up right beside Yuu, whispering: "Yuu-san, your gay side is showing."
  • Yuu*being pulled out of his trance, still blushing*: "W-what?! NO! I just- I mean- Shinoa!"
  • Shinoa*grinning*: "Fufufufu. There's no denying it, Yuu-san. Here are two really beautiful girls in this room only in their underwear and you have only eyes for Mika-san, or rather his bo-"
  • Yuu*cutting her off*: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Shinoa*unfazed by his angry expression and takes out Shikima-Doji*: "Oh, but don't worry. You're not the only one who gets his fun~"
  • Yuu: "Huh?! What do you-"
  • *Yuu also gets the upper part of his uniform torn into pieces*
  • Mitsuba and Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu*angry and embarrassed*: "Shinoa!!! That's it, Mika, let's go."
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu: "Mika!"
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Shinoa: "Fufufufufu~"
  • Yuu*totally angry, taking out Asuramaru*: "Just you wait, you little midget! You'll suffer for that!"
  • *Shinoa runs away while Yuu chases her through the bathroom, making loud noises, while Mika and Mitsuba still stand there blushing*
  • *The others dash into the room, worried about the loud noises*
  • Kimizuki*Kiseki-O in his hands, ready to attack*: "What's wrong?!"
  • Yoichi*right behind him with Gekkoin* : "Is everyone alright?"
  • *Narumi and Crowley slently standing behind the two, also with drawn weapons*
  • *Shinoa and Yuu stop running, startled by the sound of the opened door,looking at their friends*
  • *Kimizuki sees all of them have ripped clothes*: "What happend?"
  • Yuu*pointing at Shinoa*: "She started it all!"
  • Shinoa*giggling* "Oh, come on, Yuu-san. I just wanted you to have fun with your boyfr-"
  • Yuu: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Kimizuki*understanding that they had ripped off their clothes themselves*: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
  • *Yoichi averts his gaze, blushing*
  • Narumi*exciting the room*: "Okay, that's it. I'm out. I can't believe I'm the only adult here!"
  • Crowley: "It's strange how much teenagers have changed over the past 800 years..."
  • Physic: reads my mind"
  • My brain: 
Dear Evan Hansen
We've been way too out of touch
Things have been crazy and it sucks that we don't talk that much
But I should tell you that I think of you each night
I rub my nipples and start moaning with delightWhy would you write thatI'm just trying to tell the truth You know what?
If you aren't going to take this seriously... Okay you need to calm yourself! This has to be perfect, okay? The emails have to prove that we were actually friends
They've got to be completely realistic There is nothing unrealistic about the love that one man feels for another Let's go back In fact, it's something quite beautiful Let's go back, Jared! I've gotta tell you life without you has been hard. Hard?Has been bad bad?
Has been rough Lame!
And I miss talking about life and other stuff
Very specific
Shut up 1like my parents
Who says that? I love my parents
But each day's another fight
If I stop smoking drugs then everything might be alright smoking drugs just fix it!
This isn't realistic at all!
It doesn't even sound like Connor!
Well I want to show that I was a good friend
Y'know? That I was trying to help him Oh my God if I stop smoking crack Crack?!
If I stop smoking pot then everything might be alright
I'll take your advice
I'll try to be more nice
I'll turn it around
Wait and see It’s all that it takes
Is a little reinvention
It’s easy to change if you give it your attention
All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be
Sincerely, me Are we done yet?
Well I mean I can't just show them one email
Okay, please stop hyperventilating
I'm not hyperventilating
You're having considerable trouble breathing
I'm having no trouble breathing
Do you need a paper bag to breath into?
I'm not hyperventilating!
Dear Connor Murphy
Yes I've also missed our talks
Stop doing drugs
Just try to take deep breaths and go on walksNo
I'm sending pictures of the most amazing treesNo!
You'll be obsessed with all my forest expertise
Absolutely not
Dude, I'm proud of you
Just keep pushing through
You're turning around
  • I can see Just wait and see
It’s all that it takes
Is a little reinvention
It’s easy to change if you give it your attention
All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be
Sincerely, me My sister's hot
What the hell? My bad Dear Evan Hansen Thanks for every note you send Dear Connor Murphy I'm just glad to be your friend Our friendship goes beyond Your average kind of bond But not because we're gay No, not because we're gay We're close, but not that way The only man that I love is my dad
  • Physic: wtf
"Paul" instead of "Jesus"

Okay, so I had this lil thought thanks to a lovely conversation.

So, like Daryl wouldn’t ever call Jesus “Jesus”. He thinks it’s ridiculous, but no one else calls him Paul so it would also be weird if Daryl randomly calls him Paul, right? Maybe that’s why Daryl hasn’t said his name yet, because he isn’t sure how to call him.

But now imagine, if Daryl accidently does call him Paul. Like, it just happens. Now think of the look on Jesus’ face. He would be so surprised bc as I said, no one else calls him that. But then, he would just smile to himself, but act like nothing happened, so that he doesn’t scare Daryl away, bc you know..his name sounds so wonderful when Daryl says it and he wants to hear it more often. And so it happens, Daryl’s the only one who calls him by his real name, wouldn’t that be the most beautiful thing ever?
Like, it just seems to be such an intimate thing to do, idk.

safe word

I get horny sometimes
mostly I feel more ashamed
than anything else
my sex drive is a cement
block tied around my neck
as I sink in the sea of the unclean

sometimes I want to fuck
a woman so hard that she
forgets her name
she just mouths screams
she forgets how to speak
she just loves me

is it so wrong?
does it make me a freak?
should I just chop my dick
off
&
pray I don’t need it again?

sometimes I get so lonely
I wish to be pulled so deeply
inside of someone that I
never find my way back out
again

I want to be the sunrise
someone wakes up early for
I want to be someone’s
favorite season
I want to feel her most private
essences
on my tongue
on my chin
I want to be something different
than a human being
if only for a few minutes
that won’t be counted
just experienced

I want to be someone’s drug
they can’t quit
I want someone to turn me
into an addict
I want to be the answer
to every question she’s ever had
&
I want to be the reason she
always has a new one to ask

I want to be punched in the chest
I want to be choked until turning
blue is my safe word
I want to be ground into dust
then pieced back together as
best as possible
then I want to be lit on fire
only to be rebuilt again

I want to be a book you read
from cover to cover
&
as soon as the last word is
devoured I want to be read
again

I want to be sacrificed in
the moonlight and haunt you
I want purple bite marks poking
out from my shirt collar that
incites riots in the pants of
other women

maybe I will take them too
maybe I won’t
maybe I only want her or you
maybe I’m too ashamed to
figure out what the fuck to do

I just want to be four posted
reverse cowgirl because I’m
out of metaphor
&
when I’m manic
I’m kind of a whore

that’s okay right?
am I wrong?
am I broken?
am I a demon?

at this point
I don’t care
my only safe
word is don’t
stop
because

I’m drowning
I’m alone

I’m already dead

You Should Get That Looked At
  • *I wrote this for the kink meme; the prompt was 'Prompto accidentally sends a dick pic to Ignis instead of Gladio'. I am very proud of how this ridiculous little thing turned out so I'm un-anon'ing to post it here for the lolz.*
  • Prompto: DUDE I'M SO SORRY THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO GLADIO OMG
  • Ignis: I could have done without seeing that first thing in the morning. Have you always had that mark, though?
  • Prompto: what mark
  • Prompo: wait what
  • Ignis: The mark on the underside of your penis.
  • Prompto: what mark?!? i don't study the bottom of my dick, okay?!
  • Prompto: and dude stop calling it that
  • Ignis: Perhaps you should get it looked at by a doctor. It could be a sign of a very bad medical condition.
  • Prompto: ARE YOU KIDDING? DUDE WHAT?! WHAT MEDICAL CONDITION? WHAT DO I DO?
  • Ignis: It's a fairly serious one, I wouldn't want you to suffer later.
  • Prompto: DUDE I CAN'T GO TO A DOCTOR FOR MY JUNK I'LL COMBUST INTO FLAMES, JUST TELL ME WHAT TO DO
  • Ignis: You could always try the home remedy. I hear it's very effective.
  • Prompto: TELL ME IT
  • Prompto: I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A DICK DISEASE IGGY
  • Ignis: Mix oatmeal and honey with a cup of water. Apply the paste and leave on for fifteen minutes.
  • Prompto: OKAY, I DID IT, HOW DO I KNOW IF IT WORKED
  • Ignis: ...you actually did it?
  • Prompto: OF COURSE I DID, I DON'T WANT A DICK DISEASE
  • Prompto: WAIT
  • Prompto: WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'YOU ACTUALLY DID IT'????
  • Ignis: You're in no danger of a disease, Prompto. That's a mole.
  • Prompto: DUDE WTF I HATE YOU
  • Prompto: I STUCK MY DICK IN OATMEAL FOR YOU
  • Prompto: YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD
  • Ignis: I do believe I'll screenshot that portion and send it on to Gladio, just for fun.
  • Prompto: NO DUDE DON'T
  • Prompto: I DIDN'T MEAN IT, I HATE YOU BUT NOT LIKE THAT
  • Ignis: Oh, I know. But perhaps next time you'll double check the number to which you're sending your 'dick pics'.
  • *~~~~~*
  • Gladio: prompto
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Just Like You — Jeon Jungkook (02)

Words: 2000+

Warnings: none :)

Description: How does it feel to be the sister of a k-pop idol?

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3}

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After the concert, I spotted him backstage, drinking a bottle of water while talking to Jin.

I sneaked up behind him and put my finger on my lips, signalling for Jin to be quiet.

I kissed his cheek, smiling as he turned around and looked at me.

“Eww.” He says, wiping his cheek. “Oh, shut up. You know you love me.” I said.

Yoongi shrugged and put his bottle of water on the table.

“You did great up there. I’m proud of you.” I tell him.

“Thank you.”

“I enjoyed it. Seeing you cry was the highlight of my day.” I giggled, taking a seat besides Jin.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t crying.” He lies. “I was sweating.”

“Out of your eyeballs?” I asked.

“Shut it.” He groans as Hoseok walked up to us.

“Ah, Jae!” He exclaimed. “We’re going out for dinner. Want to come?” He asks.

“I’m not sure. You guys should go by yourselves and have fun.” I tell him. They just had a huge concert, they should go to dinner and celebrate together, without me.

“You don’t want to come?” My brother asks, raising his eyebrows. I shook my head. “Are you sure?” Hoseok asks. “It’ll be fun.”

“I have school tomorrow anyways. My parents probably want me home.” I tried to come up with an excuse.

I thought they would stop there, but they didn’t. “Jungkook has school tomorrow, and he’s coming with us.” Hoseok pointed out.

Jungkook and I went to the same high school. Although, he hasn’t been there in a while because of their tour. He usually does all of his school work on his computer.

Since today was the last concert of their tour, Jungkook was able to go back school tomorrow.

“I’ll ask mom and dad if you can come. They’ll say yes, trust me.” Yoongi says before disappearing to find our parents.

I guess I was going.

It’s not that I didn’t want to go, I just wanted them to have dinner together, as bros. I didn’t want to be the only girl around.

“It’s because you don’t want to be the only girl, no?” Jin asks me, as if he read my mind.

I simply looked at him and he knew my answer.

“It’s okay. We won’t act different around you. You should know that by now.” He smiles.

“You’re not gonna be the only girl. Jimin is gonna be there too.” Hoseok says, just as Jimin was walking past him.

Jimin laughed at the joke before hitting Hoseok.

We all laughed as Hoseok almost fell on the floor, being dramatic since Jimin only pushed him softly.

About ten minutes passed and Yoongi hadn’t come back, so I decided to go look for him.

I was on my way to his dressing room, looking down at my phone as I felt my body bump into someone else’s.

My heart almost leaped out of my chest as my phone fell out of my hand, and on to the floor.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” The boy says, apologizing as he picked up my phone.

“It’s okay, Jungkook. I should’ve been paying more attention.” I tell him, taking my phone out of his hands. The screen was cracked, bad.  

My eyes widened as I looked at my phone. I knew my parents weren’t going to pay for another one.

“Your phone. I’m so sorry.” Jungkook apologised once again. He looked like he was panicking. “I can buy you a new one.” He says.

I shook my head, trying not to be bothered by the cracked screen. I pressed one of the buttons and it turned on. I swiped across the screen, and it worked.

Everything was working fine, the screen was just cracked.

“Really, I can buy you a new phone. It won’t be a problem.” Jungkook says, looking at me.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” I say, putting my phone in my pocket. Why should he have to pay for a new phone? It wasn’t his fault. I wasn’t paying attention. It was my fault.

“Are you sure? I think I owe it to you. It’s not—” he started, but I stopped him. “I’m sure. I’ll see you later, okay?” I said before walking away.

Maybe I could ask Yoongi to buy me a new phone? Or not. I don’t want to seem needy.

I continued my walk to his dressing room. The door was cracked open and I heard voices.

I shouldn’t have eavesdropped, but what can I say? I’m a nosy teenager.

“Why not?” I heard Yoongi ask. “She’s my sister. Why can't—” he kept talking, but was cut off by my mom speaking.

“Yoongi, we said no. That’s our final decision.” She says.

What were they talking about? And why did it involve me?

“But she’ll be fine. It’s not like I’m going to let her get in trouble or anything.” Yoongi tells our parents.

“She’s only in high school, Yoongi. Maybe we can talk about this after she graduates.” My dad says.

I stepped inside of the room, making my presence clear.

“Talk about what after I graduate?” I asked. They all looked at me. “Nothing.” My mom said. They were keeping something from me, but what?

“Really?” I ask. “It’s nothing, Jae-eun.” My dad says.

I simply nodded, not wanting to pry.

“Mom and dad said you can come to dinner with us.” Yoongi says, walking up to me. “Let’s go tell the other boys.” He says, grabbing my arm and walking me out of the room.

“Yoongi-ah,” I said as I stopped walking. He stopped walking and looked at me. He looked kind of mad.

“What were you talking about with mom and dad?” I ask.

“There’s no time to talk about that. We have to find the rest of the boys. They probably want to leave now.” He tells me, pulling my arm again.

“Yoongi.” I groaned, standing still.

“Why do you want to know so bad?” He asks, letting go of my arm. “Because it involves me.” I answered.

He rolled his eyes and started to walk away, not telling me. I groaned once again and followed behind him.

What could they have been talking about that they didn’t want me to know? Was it really that secretive that they couldn’t tell me?

I’m going to find out what it is.

•••

The restaurant was beautiful. They had chandeliers on the ceiling and pretty, chocolate brown tables with matching chairs.

I sat in between Yoongi and Jungkook. The boys talked and talked, and I was the only one being introverted.

They spoke about things that happened on tour, but I couldn’t relate because while they were on tour having fun, I spent almost all of my days in school.

The food hadn’t been served yet, probably because they ordered a lot. Seriously, it’s like they ordered the whole restaurant.

Man, these guys could eat.

I had my phone in my hands, running my fingers over the cracks, bored. It was harmless, at first. That was until I felt a piece of glass scrape my finger.

“Ouch.” I groaned, holding my index finger.

Everyone looked at me and my finger, that was bleeding.

“Jae! Are you okay?” Jimin asks, followed by most of the boys. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” I tell them.

Yoongi didn’t say anything, he just took a napkin and placed it against my finger.

“Thanks.” I thanked him, but he didn’t say anything. He just went back to the conversation he was having with Namjoon.

I sighed, holding the napkin to my finger. The cut wasn’t that big, so I was fine.

“I’m sorry, again.” I heard someone say. Jungkook. “This is my fault, isn’t it?” He asks. “How many times do I have to tell you that it’s okay?” I said, giving him a reassuring smile.

“I don’t think it’s okay. I broke your phone. If someone broke my phone, I’d probably make them pay for it.” He says. “I don’t want you to pay for it. Really, Jungkook. It’s fine.” I say.

He nodded and started talking again. “So how’s school without me?”

“Boring. All of the girls in our grade miss you.” I tell him.

“Do they?” He asked, not believing me.

The girls in our grade were all over Jungkook. Even some of the girls in lower grades like him. I understood, I mean, Jungkook is a handsome guy, and I could see why people love him.

The problem was that Jungkook was oblivious to the situation. He thought that all of the girls around him were just interested in being friends, which none of them were.

Out of all the girls at our school, I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who sees and wants him as just a friend. Jungkook and I weren’t best friends, but we were good friends and we cared about each other.

With being “raised” by the boys, Jungkook and I grew up side by side. We met in 10th grade, when we first entered high school. Since he was put in a group with Yoongi, I spent a lot of time with him.

I nodded my head. “I can’t go a day without hearing, ‘when does Jungkook come back?’ Or ‘I miss Jungkook.’” I tell him.

Jungkook smiled. “The people love me.” That was true. Everyone loved Jungkook. What’s not to love about him? He’s definitely one of the top ten most popular kids in school.

I wasn’t one of the top ten, but I was probably around the top twenty. I wasn’t famous like Jungkook, I was just a people person, and everyone seemed to like me.

“Did you do the essay that due for history class tomorrow?” I asked him. I made sure to do my essay, so I could hand it in on time. Did I procrastinate? Sure I did, but I got it done, and that’s what matters.

He looked worried for a second, but then spoke. “Yeah. I did it last night. I remember.” He says.

“Did you study for the math test that we have to take on Tuesday?” I ask. Jungkook’s eyes widened. “We have a test?” He asks.

I nodded and he put his head in his hands. “I didn’t mean to stress you out. I’m sorry.” I apologized.

“It’s okay.” He says, looking at me. “Can you help me study tomorrow after school? I’ll buy you ice cream.”

“Deal.” I giggled.

•••

“Why are you home so late?” My dad asks me as Yoongi I walked through the front door.

“Because I went to dinner with the boys. You know this.” I say, taking off my shoes.

“We told Yoongi that you needed to be back in the house by 11.” My mom tells me. I looked at the clock to see that the time was 2 a.m.

I looked at Yoongi and he didn’t say anything.

Why wouldn’t he tell me? Did he want me to get in trouble?

“He didn’t tell me.” I said.

“Don’t make up excuses, Jae. You and your brother are always doing something to make us angry.” Dad says.

“It’s not my fault. I didn’t know that I had to be home by 11. Yoongi didn’t tell me anything.” I groaned, looking at Yoongi and hoping that he’d stand up for me.

But he didn’t.

“Are you really not going to say anything?” I asked my brother.

He didn’t even look at me. He looked at our mother, who was yelling at me.

“You know that you have to be up by 5 for school. Now you’re only going to have 3 hours of sleep. If I get any call that you fell asleep in class, you’re going to be in big trouble.” She says.

I rolled my eyes at Yoongi, but my mom took it the wrong way.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” She asks.

“No. I—”

“You’re grounded. Don’t go anywhere after school tomorrow. Come straight home.” She said.

My eyes widened. “What? Mom! I can’t be grounded.” I groaned. “I have to go to the library to help Jungkook study tomorrow.”

“You can study here.” She says.

“What’s the point in grounding me anyways?” I ask. “I don’t even go anywhere. Where am I gonna go? To bed?”

“Are you talking back?” She asks.

I didn’t say anything, I just looked at Yoongi, giving him another chance to say something.

“Jae, go upstairs. We have to talk to your brother.” My father says.

“But I—”

“Just go upstairs!” He yells.

I groaned before stomping up the steps to my room.

I closed and locked my door before laying down on my bed.

Yoongi didn’t tell me that I needed to be home at a certain time, why? Did he want our parents to yell at me?

He’s been cold to me ever since earlier when I asked him was they were talking about. Maybe he wanted me to get in trouble on purpose.

Why were my parents mad at me anyways? They should be mad at Yoongi, and only Yoongi.

I don’t deserve to be grounded. I didn’t do anything wrong.

Next time I see Yoongi, he’s going to regret not defending me.

Part 3? Let me know here :)