#you bitches are so damn big😦

[redibinch]

According to Adi Shankar in the tokyopop q&a, Rayman and Bullfrog are both below 5'5 and Bullfrog is shorter.

[jeonqkooks]

our beloved summer | jjk (06)

You made a vow to hate Jeon Jungkook ever since he packed up and left you without a single explanation, but when he shows up at your door after years of radio silence, it turns out that maybe your resolve isn’t as strong as you thought.

pairing: producer!jungkook x songwriter!reader

genre/warnings: exes au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, swearing, kissing (omg k1ss1ng omg WHO IS IT ??? 😦), tbh this is the only warning i wanted u guys to read cuz 6 chapters in and we finally get sum action i feel like that's a win lmaooooo, jimin being Real as fook, unbeta'd cuz uhm i'm a godless menace who should be conked on the head, once again we are severely lacking jk in his own fic lol i'm owning up to this 🤗 BUT! this is probably the last chapter where jk feels like a side character lol apologies my dudes

rating: PG-13

word count: 8.1k (honestly i wrote obs6 just so i could get to obs7 lmao that's why it's a lil bit shorter)

note: my apologies if this sucks. you are legally allowed to stone me if you hate it. but i hope you don't hate it. but if you do hate it don't tell me just stone me lol 🤐 why am i so unhinged with this update

series masterpost / playlist ; moodboards ; taglist

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

I can see you starin', honey Like he's just your understudy Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me

Exile - Taylor Swift (ft. Bon Iver)

The picture is fucking terrible.

“Jimin, what the fuck,” you grumble, staring at the huge framed photo on the wall, taken on the day of the opening party. You, Taehyung and Jimin are gathered on the floor of the dance studio, with boxes of takeout neatly sitting between the three of you. “I look like ass.”

Jimin barely glances at the wall, just continues to stuff his face with the dumplings that you ordered. “You look fine,” he says absentmindedly, mouth full, continuing to munch on the food despite your little dilemma.

“Bitch, I have my eyes closed.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“I look like I’m in the middle of a sneeze.” You cross your arms in front of your chest, squinting at your photographed self again. The more you look at it, the more irritated you become.

Realistically, you know nobody would pay enough attention to notice the immortalized visual of your fluttering eyes, and you yourself wouldn’t care about it that much. Maybe you would even laugh in good spirits and poke fun at yourself as you often do. Make a meme of it for the group chat.

“What’s the big deal?” Jimin asks.

You shrug petulantly. “I told you. I look like ass.”

Yeah, true, but it’s also more than that.

It’s the fact that the person standing next to you looks so good that you must voice your grievances. It’s the fact that he looks so much more than just good. 

The guys stop eating to look at you. You wonder just how much of what you’re feeling is written all over your face. Regardless, they don’t comment on it. 

One of them clears his throat, shaking the whole thing off.

“Did you tell Yoongi anything yet?” Jimin asks.

You poke at a lone dumpling with your chopsticks, popping the ‘p’ when you say, “Nope.”

“Damn, Y/N,” Jimin scolds you. “It’s been three weeks. He doesn’t want to push you for an answer but the man has got to be suffering.”

You flick a piece of spring onion garnish at him. It lands on his hair, a single bit of green sitting among golden locks. “I don’t know what to tell him!”

“What do you mean you don’t know?” Jimin shakes the onion piece from his head and chucks it back at you. “Obviously you say yes!”

You exhale through your nose, then take a bite of your dumpling. You nibble on the fried dough, stretching out the silence, delaying your response.

It hasn’t even started, and it might not even start. But you’re already thinking about all the things that could go wrong. Yoong is your friend, first and foremost. He’s a good friend, and you would be crushed if you lose that relationship. 

What if he hurts you, or you hurt him?

Sometimes, people are meant to hurt each other even if they don’t mean to.

Yoongi hasn’t seen your pieces in all of their jagged glory, how they’re only meant to reflect the light but never be healed by it. He’s still blissfully unaware of the ugly thoughts that have a home inside your head, and you’re afraid if you let him in, he’d realize it’s a place he doesn’t want to be. It’s hard to love a broken thing. You wouldn’t want to love you either.

Maybe this is the real reason that’s been holding you back all this time. Maybe it isn’t Jungkook - though he certainly isn’t absolved - but it’s you, and how you just don’t know if you’re someone who deserves to love and be loved. You’ve felt inadequate more times than you can count. You’ve been left before. Who’s to say it isn’t going to happen again?

You’re well aware that this is a bad way to look at things, but can anyone really blame you? You still have a heart, and despite how fragmented it is, you still want to protect it.

“I know that look,” Taehyung says, parting your fog and pulling you back to him. “You’re overthinking again.”

You roll your eyes. He knows you so well, but does he have to call you out every time?

“I’m not overthinking. I’m regular thinking.”

“Right. And to normal people, that’s overthinking.”

“It’s just…” you wonder out loud, gaze on the floor. “What if I go all in, and Yoongi sees me for who I am and thinks that I’m just an utterly sad person who can’t be loved? That I’m too much work when he’s got literally thousands of people throwing themselves at him left and right?”

Taehyung stares at the side of your face as he bites the inside of his cheek. His tongue soothes the spot, his jaw clenching once. “He’s not going to think that.”

“You don’t know that,” you say, the corners of your mouth tugging down.

“You’re not unlovable just because one person didn’t love you right. So stop it with that bullshit, because I love you,” he says, voice serious. Even Jimin stays silent as he listens to his friend, his eyes flickering between you and Taehyung. “And Jimin loves you. Hobi loves you.”

You merely blink, because you hate it when he’s right. In all fairness, you understand. This is the same thing you would tell him if the situation were reversed.

You deflect anyway. That’s what you do best.

“You don’t count,” you tell him with an unserious scoff, your tone starkly contrasting his. “You’re my family.”

You taste something bitter as soon as the words leave your mouth. You should know better than anyone, that just because someone’s your family, doesn’t mean they have to love you.

Taehyung reenacts the blinking guy meme before chuckling, holding a hand over his chest like you’ve just wounded him. “Ouch.”

“You two are getting nowhere,” Jimin interjects. “Just call Yoongi.”

“And say what?” you ask.

“I told you. Say yes. God, you’re so dense sometimes.”

You reach over to jab a finger into his side, making him hiss and shuffle away from you.

“That wasn’t nice,” you grumble.

“Well, somebody’s gotta say it.” He gives you a look, eyebrows raised for a few seconds before he lowers them and grows more stern. “Come on, Y/N. You know you don’t want to say no, or else you would’ve turned him down already. You said you wanted to start dating again. Yoongi is practically on his knees offering himself to you. What are you waiting for?”

There’s a voice in the back of your head - tiny, barely audible - that whispers, Who are you waiting for?

“Fuck it, I’ll say it,” Jimin continues. “It sucks balls that Jungkook hurt you, but you can’t let that affect you for the rest of your life. Not everyone is going to hurt you. You’re not even giving Yoongi a chance just because someone else did you dirty. If you keep always thinking about the worst possible outcome and banking on it to happen, then you’re never going to get anywhere. I love you, dude, but y’know.”

You stare at Jimin with your mouth slightly open, stunned into silence. When you glance at Taehyung, he’s surprised too, though probably not as much as you.

After a couple of minutes, you say, “Wow.”

“Tough love. I have my moments.” Jimin shrugs casually, like he didn’t just drop a truth bomb on your head. “But also…” He picks his phone up and types something in. Your phone instantly buzzes with a notification.

“Open the link I just sent you,” he says.

“You are literally sitting across from me.”

“Just open it! I made you a playlist.”

“Aw, Jimin, that’s so cute,” you coo softly, reaching over to pinch his cheek before he swats your hand away. You unlock your phone to see what Jimin made you, because that is some friendship hall of fame stuff right there. However, when the link redirects you to your music app, your smile immediately drops.

Aaand he’s back.

You stare at the screen for a good ten seconds to try and find your bearings, flabbergasted at something that is quite honestly very on-brand for Jimin if you think about it. “You made me a playlist called Dick Appointment with an eggplant emoji and the tongue out emoji and it’s mostly just Yoongi’s songs. Even the playlist cover is from his Valentino shoot.”

“So you can get it on while Agust D plays in the background!” Jimin grins, and you could just smack it right off his face.

“Park Jimin, who raised you? You are vile.”

“Validate me,” he demands. Oh, you would smack him. You really would. “I spent hours making that playlist.”

“It’s literally just Yoongi’s songs.”

“Yeah, but I had to curate an experience. I can’t just dump every song into a playlist and call it a day. I gotta make sure they fit the vibe.”

“I literally just heard the most profound shit from you not even two minutes ago.” Then, you turn to Taehyung with an exasperated look on your face. “Why would you let him do this?”

He just waves a dismissive hand in the air, like Jimin isn’t even there. “I’m not responsible for the stupid shit he does.”

Jimin crosses his arms in front of his chest, both eyebrows raised dramatically as he gapes at you. “You both suck. From now on, you can make your own sexytime playlists.”

“Nobody even asked you to do that!” you cry.

“Yeah! Which makes me an even more considerate friend,” he says. “Ugh. Whatever. Go call Yoongi.”

“You want me to do it now?”

“Yes. Because I know you’ll wuss out when you’re alone. You can stay and put him on speakers for us to hear or you can go out into the hallway. Come on, chop chop.”

“No, I have to text him first,” you protest. “What if he’s busy?”

Jimin narrows his eyes at you suspiciously, but allows you this after a moment. “Fine.”

You take out your phone from your bag that’s lying carelessly on the floor to draft a quick message to Yoongi. 

[12:59] You: got a minute?

The three of you go back to the food, abandoning the previous topic of conversation in favor of something lighter and meaningless or else you would go crazy waiting for Yoongi’s reply. After you’re finished, you and Taehyung are in the middle of putting away all the empty containers and soda cans when your phone buzzes again. 

You go to grab it to look at the notification, hands already starting to sweat.

[13:17] Yoongi: for you? always :)

You turn back to the guys to find them already looking at you. Jimin wiggles his eyebrows suggestively while Taehyung just stares at you.

“Time to get your whore on,” Jimin says in an exaggeratedly sultry voice.

You turn to Taehyung for help. “He’s bullying me.”

“Ignore him,” your best friend tells you gently. “Go call Yoongi.”

When you take your phone out into the hallway, you make sure to go to the far end of it, near the main entrance so the two dorks can’t eavesdrop. You’ll tell them everything once you come back anyway, but you don’t want them within earshot while you’re in the middle of it.

Yoongi picks up your call on the third ring. In the background, your ear picks up on some chatter.

“Hey, princess,” he greets you. Then he holds the phone away from his ear to tell someone that he’d be back in a bit.

“Hey,” you say. “Where are you?”

“Just at a fitting. I have an ad campaign to film next week,” he answers. “Did you call just to get my whereabouts?”

“No, I… If you’re busy, we can talk later.”

“We’re still in the middle of lunch break anyway. What did you want to talk about?”

You briefly regret not taking a minute to psych yourself up before. You suck in a deep breath, which eases your nerves for just a second, long enough for you to say, “Yes.”

You’re met with brief silence from the other end of the line, which only makes your palms more clammy than they already are.

“Yes?” he echoes confusedly. “Yes what?”

“Yes,” you say again. “To…”

The silence commences once more, and lasts longer than you think you can handle. Then, you hear him stop in the middle of a breath.

“Oh.” A subsequent chuckle in response to the lightbulb that must’ve been switched on. “To that?”

“...Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

It feels like you two have invented a secret language that nobody else could understand. A single syllable, bouncing off the metaphorical walls of your conversation. Two idiots sharing the same brain cell.

“Yes?” he continues to prod, but at this point, you know he’s just teasing you.

“Yes! God, stop making me say it again. We sound so stupid.”

He graces you with a hearty laugh that makes you fight back a sheepish smile, even though there isn’t a single soul in sight to witness it. Yoongi makes you so fucking shy for some reason. Your nerves dissolve momentarily as you lean against the wall, your index finger running along a crack in the paint.

“Hmm, I wish you would’ve told me this in person,” he says, his voice soft.

“I can’t handle you in person. You’d tease me so much.”

“Because you’re adorable when you’re flustered, that’s why.” He waits a second before adding, “You’re blushing right now, aren’t you?”

“You’re being overly confident, Min.”

“Maybe,” he responds easily. “But am I right, though?”

“Shut up.”

When Yoongi said he would cook for you, you almost gasped.

“You can cook?” you had asked. It wasn’t an earth-shattering revelation or anything, but you suppose you’d never given much thought to the hidden sides of him. 

“Y/N,” he laughed then. “I’m a great cook. I could probably make a pretty decent career out of being a chef.”

“I didn’t know that,” you told him sheepishly.

“There’s a lot of things you still need to know about me.” It sounded like a promise. Like I’m willing to show you me. Like I’m willing to take the first step if you’d be in this with me too. “Does that sound like a good idea? You, me, dinner at your place?”

“My place?”

“Yeah, so you’ll be more comfortable. I’ll come over.”

This one simple gesture shouldn’t affect you that much, but it does. You appreciate that he’s considerate even when it comes to the littlest things. You swell with gratitude for the thought he puts into this, into putting your comfort first. It made you feel a bit better about yourself, calmed your stormy sea of thoughts enough to rationally accept the fact that he genuinely cares.

Regardless, it doesn’t stop you from spending most of the day obsessively cleaning your apartment. Even - and especially - your bedroom, although you’re sure that is not where the night will end. Every surface is spotless, not a single speck of dust to be found. It’s like the goddamn Pope is coming over for a house inspection. 

You haven’t had a first date in… fuck, how long has it been now? Nine years? It’s almost been a fucking decade already? You honestly can’t tell if that’s embarrassing or not.

But you remember the last time.

College, freshman year, with Jungkook. His yellow piece of sticky note that he slipped inside your favorite book. His adorably flustered expression when he timidly stood in front of you in the campus library. The way he was trying so hard to be confident and charming throughout your first dinner together. How he ran back to you after saying goodnight.

No.

You shut your eyes and shake your head, warding off any Jungkook-related thoughts before they could send you spiraling. You can’t reminisce about your ex while waiting for someone else to show. Yoongi deserves better, and that’s what you’re trying to be.

You’re not exactly sure how nice you should dress tonight. Yoongi told you that you could be clad in sweats for all he cares. If the dinner didn’t hold any connotation other than platonic, maybe you would’ve really donned your loungewear like you were merely having Taehyung and Jimin over for pizza.

You’d completely forgotten all the things people worry about in the early stages of dating, when you want to impress the other person but don’t want them to think that you’re trying too hard. 

Calm down. It’s just Yoongi. He’s seen you ugly crying with mascara running down your face, for fuck’s sake.

In the end, you opt for a sweater and a comfortable skirt. Casual. 

Yoongi rings your doorbell about ten minutes later than when he said he’d be there, holding a bag full of groceries. The visual alone makes you bite back a giggle and subsequently fail. You believe this is what people would call husband material.

You take his coat and guide him into your home. “Welcome to my humble abode,” you say shyly, gesturing around as you lead him into the kitchen to show him where everything is. Why are you acting like this? This isn’t you. If Taehyung or Jimin could see you right now, they would probably laugh. Hoseok would straight up be rolling on the floor.

You barely breathe as you watch Yoongi take in his surroundings. It’s intimidating, even though you know it’s just Yoongi. 

“I actually don’t know what I expected, but I like it. It’s very you,” he comments, smiling.

“What does that mean?”

“It means that it’s cute,” he says, throwing you a wink as he leans against your kitchen counter.

You avert your gaze immediately. “Oh… Thanks,” you reply, fiddling with the hem of your sweater. “So, uhm, what are you making? How can I help?”

“Just sit down. I got this.”

“Yoongi,” you say his name in protest. “I want to h-”

“I’m trying to romance you here. Let me do that,” Yoongi says, his smile turning lopsided as he starts emptying the contents of his grocery bags. Even though his tone is light, the gentle reminder of tonight being a date shuts you right up.

You take a seat at your dining table, though you can’t really sit still. As Yoongi starts working, you absentmindedly talk to each other about your day, about his campaign, about Seokjin’s album. At one point, you get up to creep over to his side when the smell of whatever he’s making becomes more prominent. You try to peek at the pot, curious, but he just shoos you away by bumping his hip against yours.

When you give him a small pout, you pretend not to notice the way his eyes dart to your mouth. You retract yourself from his personal space, choosing a spot on the other side of your kitchen island, staring at his back as he works.

You watch him expertly navigate your kitchen like he’s been here before. When he’s finished, he makes you sit down, not even letting you help bring the food to the table.

“What is it?” you ask once he’s settled in his seat, everything plated in front of you.

“Kimchi jjigae,” he says, a proud look on his face. “My mom’s recipe.”

It’s endearing, and it makes you smile.

For the most part, Yoongi lets you eat in peace, though there’s still a couple of flirtatious comments here and there. Every time it comes, you bite down on your bottom lip to try and snap out of that daze before you cough, as if that would help tone down the colors adorning your face. There’s no verbal response from you, and it seems like Yoongi doesn’t expect one either, because he just chuckles. You think he must notice the palpable nervousness that radiates off of you, but it’s not like you’re doing a very good job at hiding it.

You’re taking baby steps and he knows it. The fact that you even agreed to this at all is already major progress.

When you’re done eating, he clears the table while he asks you to open the expensive bottle of wine that he brought over. It does wonders for your nerves.

Three glasses in and you’re visibly more relaxed as you both sit on the couch in the living room, facing each other. There’s a small smile on your face that you can’t help, maybe it’s some of your inhibitions wearing off as a side effect of the alcohol. 

You glance around the room, and you take in the sight of Yoongi sitting here, this close to you. He feels bigger than your small world can handle.

“You know,” you start. If the wine didn’t make you more mellow, you probably wouldn’t be saying this. “There are thousands of people thirsting over you every day.”

Yoongi tilts his head, swirling the wine in his glass. “Really?”

“Don’t you look at the internet? I personally know two girls from college who are on the Yoongi Marry Me train,” you say matter-of-factly, like you aren’t borderline tipsy in front of him.

You aren’t an avid Twitter user, but every time you check the damn bird app, Yoongi is almost always trending. In every single one of his posts on social media, there is always an influx of comments asking him to marry them. Not only that, when word first got out about you collaborating with Agust D back then, people you knew - both old friends and acquaintances - practically bombarded your messages to see if it was true, and to ask if you could get them an autograph.

Yoongi stretches out his legs until they brush against yours. Your stomach flips even though it’s only your legs that are barely touching.

“The what train?”

“You seriously don’t know about the Yoongi Marry Me movement? Look it up. It’s a whole thing. People would do anything to, I don’t know, hold your hand or something.”

With an amused look on his face, he holds your gaze. “Would you?”

“What?”

“Would you do all of that just to hold my hand? Because you don’t have to, y’know.” He brings the wine glass to his lips, partially hiding his face from you, and you don’t know whether he’s doing it for your sake or his in preparation for the words he speaks next. “But I would do it to hold yours.”

You’re sure that your cheeks are burning bright, your stomach twisted in knots. It’s the wine, but it’s definitely the effect of his words too. You stare at Yoongi in surprise; no matter how many times he openly flirts with you, he’d still elicit the same reaction from you. It’ll be hard to get used to it. He just always seems to know what to say to make you blush like a schoolgirl, which you resent but you can’t deny the sparks of excitement that make your fingertips tingle.

Yoongi is smooth, and it’s even worse - or is it better? You haven’t decided yet - that you know he means every word he says. It makes you feel… wanted. It’s good to know that he’s being genuine, and to know that Yoongi isn’t the type of person who would ever pull the rug out from under you.

Yoongi is… stable.

You suppose, after everything you’ve been through, that stability is what you need. It’s good for you.

You try to swerve around the thoughts, to avoid them at all costs, but deep down you know now that they’re glaringly true.

That love is stored in two bags of groceries, so filled to the brim that some onions almost fall out. Love is stored in every flick of his wrist holding a knife, slicing the sharp blade across your cutboard. Clean cuts, yet he’s never this way when it comes to you.

Love is stored in a fond smile and adoring eyes when he sees how you cradle your expensive dishware like it’s a newborn baby before you set it carefully on the table.

Love is stored in a Yoongi-shaped silhouette, dancing over your countertops with practiced precision in every movement, filling in the cracks of your home. The love in him is reserved because you, like the moon when it crescents, still have a ways to go.

When he stands at your door an hour later with his coat in hand, you wait for him to speak first.

“Performance review?” he asks. “How did I do?”

“I… liked it. It was nice,” you say honestly. But you still feel the wine in your system, and it makes you bold enough to tease him for a change. “But it was my first date in a while, so it’s hard to tell if that opinion is objective.”

He rolls his eyes fondly. “Do I qualify for a second date then?”

You hum in thought, making him wait on purpose. “Yeah, I guess,” you say, feigning nonchalance, which earns you a hearty laugh.

“What are you doing tomorrow night?” he asks, hopeful.

“Don’t know yet,” you answer, though you’ll probably end up going home and catching up on a kdrama. “Are you coming in tomorrow?”

“Just in the morning. I have a shoot in the afternoon.” He shifts to lean his weight on his other leg, tipping his body closer to you. “But I can pick you up after.”

“Yeah? And where would we go?”

Yoongi shrugs in earnest. “Just drive around? Grab a bite?” he thinks out loud, tilting his head slightly to one side for emphasis. “I could take you to that popup store you mentioned.”

You quirk an eyebrow. “You would stand in line with me to buy a novelty mug?”

“Pretty sure we wouldn’t have to stand in line if I gave them a call,” he says, grinning. “One of the perks of the job, y’know.”

“Must be nice,” you laugh, then shift to lean just a tad closer to him. You look at him for a brief moment before you agree, “Yeah, okay.”

You and Yoongi stand there at the door, each of you on either side of the threshold. This would be an appropriate moment for a kiss, you think. That explosive first kiss, if this were a movie. Exhilaration courses through your veins. You feel it from your head to the tips of your fingers to your toes. The feeling is rendering you a mere teenager again. 

It’s exciting because it’s new. You have the entire book ahead of you, waiting to be written. At this point, anything could happen. You’re a blank canvas waiting to be drawn, a blank page hoping to be written. 

Wait.

Back up.

A kiss?

A kiss?!

With Yoongi?

You’re thinking about kissing Yoongi?!

Fuck.

Fuck?!

It’s the wine.

Your thoughts knock against each other like bumper cars, echoing loudly in your brain that it almost gives you a headache.

You stay still as Yoongi leans down, your heart racing while your brain just keyboard-smashes. You can’t tell if you want him to kiss you or not, but when he only presses his lips against your cheek, you feel two emotions at once.

The first is disappointment, the second is relief. They press down on you with almost equal force, and you’re not really sure which one weighs heavier.

Baby steps.

You blink when he pulls away, and he just smiles fondly at you as if he can read your mind.

“Goodnight, princess.”

You watch him until he’s in the elevator, until the doors close and the lift descends. Even when you know that he must be on his way to his car and that someone else is making their way up, you stand there, with your hand loosely wrapped around the door handle, your breathing slightly erratic as you process what just happened. 

Déjà vu? 

It’s oddly reminiscent.

You’ve been here before.

Part of you thinks he’ll burst through the elevator doors, or rush up the stairs if the lift is occupied, and come back to grab your face and kiss you senseless.

He doesn’t.

Jungkook knows you’re probably waiting for Yoongi.

He’s seen Yoongi pick you up after work almost daily over the past couple of weeks, and it’s driving him insane. Even on the days that Yoongi comes to the studio during the day, the guy is all over you, so much so that he doesn’t even bother being a nuisance to Jungkook anymore, which just makes him a thousand times more insufferable.

Something is happening.

He can’t weasel shit out of Jimin anymore because Jimin has been especially tight-lipped after accidentally spilling Yoongi’s confession to you.

Because that should be him in Yoongi’s place. Or should he say his place, and Yoongi is just a placeholder. An imposter.

Because it used to be him that you smiled shyly at.

Jimin’s words have been plaguing his every waking hour since he was forced to hear them. If she wants to choose Yoongi, let her do that too. It feels like he’s rewinding all of your memories, retracing them with cautious fingers only to find that his every footstep is being erased to make room for someone else.

An abandoned dirt road, while you walk down a flower-filled path holding someone else’s hand.

Like you’re stamping him out.

Like he was never there at all.

Not only are you denying him a chance, you’re giving it to someone else. When he tries to move at someone else’s pace, all he gets is left behind.

It’s not about Yoongi; or at least, it’s not just about him. Yoongi doesn’t even really matter to Jungkook in this equation. It’s about what Yoongi represents. An idea of a person that Jungkook can never be.

A bigger life. A stable present and an even brighter future. Yoongi is everything better than him.

And that’s his own problem to deal with, not anyone else’s. At the end of the day, no one has to live with his insecurities but himself.

But still, he can’t help it. Whenever he sees you with Yoongi, his eyes burn. Please don’t let him take my place, he wishes every time, you’re the only good thing about me.

It’s jealousy, sure, of course it’s there. 

But what if you realize what everyone else already knows? That Yoongi is better in every single way. That Yoongi is the person who really deserves you.

What if you start to see Jungkook the way he sees himself?

You hating him - despising him with every cell in your body - is a thousand times better than you deeming him unworthy.

“I talked to Jihyo,” he speaks up suddenly, when it’s only the two of you.

“Okay,” you answer, never taking your eyes off the page in front of you. You must have circled the words daisy a thousand times already, wracking your brain for anything that rhymes. “I don’t know why you’re telling me this, but good for you.”

At this point, you wonder if you should just avoid the studio for the time being. It’s empty here again. You resent Seokjin for drowning in concept photos. You resent Namjoon for leaving Jungkook here to fend for himself, but it’s only fair, because Namjoon was only supposed to give him a helping hand, not take over the whole thing. You even resent Yoongi a bit, for not being here right this second.

“I talked to her,” Jungkook says again, ignoring your sass. “She won’t give you a hard time anymore.”

This makes you look at him. You never asked him to do this. You never asked him to do anything. In fact, you have only ever implored him to sit still and leave things alone.

“She never gave me a hard time,” you say. Sure, you don’t appreciate being given the death glare first thing in the morning, but it’s not something that you can’t ignore. It doesn’t actively affect you, and the only reason Jihyo does it is because of Jungkook.

Because he broke things off with her?

Because he gives you more attention?

Ugh. Attention?

This is the stupidest and most childish thing you have had to think about in ages.

“You said she acts differently toward you.”

“And aren’t you the reason why?” you counter. “Because you two were fucking?”

Jungkook visibly winces at your words, like he did when you mentioned it the first time in the break room. You don’t mean to be snarky; you’re just stating the facts. They were hooking up. 

You don’t harbor any ill will toward any of his past lovers, and that includes Jihyo. You know she doesn’t have anything against you either, at least not on a personal level because you don’t know each other well enough to do so. She’s just someone you pass by every day on your way to the elevator.

“So why did things end?” you ask just for the sake of it, since he was the one who brought it up. But you’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious.

He hesitates for a moment. “She wanted something more and it wasn’t the same for me.”

It’s stupid that the tiny voice in the back of your head resurfaces, hoping that you were the reason why he couldn’t pursue things with another woman.

Jihyo isn’t you, that much is clear. You never asked for anything more from him, not once from start to finish. He was always the first one to pour love into you. It’s arguable which one of you loved the other more - maybe you loved each other equally, just in different ways - but it was a fact that Jungkook always took the initiative. He made the first move so you wouldn’t have to. He gave you the option to match his affection, and never have to worry about being left out to dry.

He took initiative, right until the very end.

You bite your bottom lip, then give him a curt response, “Okay.”

Your phone vibrates with a text from Yoongi but you don’t open it just yet. You look at Jungkook, who only looks back at you. His lips part slightly as he searches for the right words, or any word at all. It’s like you’re asking him to navigate a minefield when all he has to do is be honest. Even if he told you that he fell out of love with you, it wouldn’t be that bad. You would be hurt, yes, but you wouldn’t blame him. You would understand. It would be a reason.

Silence fills the room, save for the continuous tapping of your pen on paper.

He says your name, pleading. “I’m trying here.”

At Jimin’s party, Jungkook said you were someone important to him. You don’t doubt that he meant it, and that’s what infuriates you the most. You’re important, but he keeps running circles around you and making your head spin. You’re important, but everything he’s done makes you think that you’re the opposite. You’re important, just not important enough to get an explanation.

You know he’s genuine about everything he says, but that’s not enough. You can’t sustain yourself on just his words alone.

It’s another cycle of the same conversation, running over and over and over again. He’s reaching out but he’s holding back. You’re still getting nowhere. You don’t know how many times he has to make you ask this, only to not give you any clarity at all.

If there is a trait of Jungkook’s that you both love and hate at the same time, it is that he doesn’t know when to quit.

He texts you every day even when you don’t reply - one for good morning, and one for goodnight. He gets you a chai latte every day, which doesn’t do shit for your concentration because there’s not enough caffeine in it. He gets the door for you whenever you go into the same room together. He hounds your every waking moment. He makes sure that he’s the first thing you see when you wake up, and the last thought that crosses your mind before you go to sleep.

I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

You suppose this is him, showing up again. In a lot of ways, it’s selfish. But it’s an effort too. Now your phone is full of meaningless messages that remain unread.

You barely glance at him. It’s routine at this point. He tries in ways that you don’t bother acknowledging anymore, because you figured that the best course of action is to let him wear himself out.  When he has had enough of it, when he deems his efforts to be enough to absolve his guilt, he’ll stop. He has to.

But at what point does it stop?

At what point will you stop wanting to give in to him? Your mind rages wars with itself every time you feel his eyes on you, and you have to kill the urge to not turn your head and look at him too. At what point will you stop wanting to go to him and let him in again? At what point will you stop unconsciously making him a priority?

All of this, you supposed, is to say: Do you still love him?

You know that if you sit down and get to the root of it, you’ll find an answer you don’t like. Even in this moment, you want him to tell you just a fraction of the truth, because that would probably be enough to reel you back in.

Your own heart claws at your chest but this is how it has to be for a while. All you can do is take it one day at a time, gently nudge your heart in one direction like a child that needs to be goaded, until he doesn’t live on the forefront of your mind anymore.

Until someone else does.

“No, you’re not.” You stand up then, closing your notebook with more force than necessary. “If you’re really trying, then I wouldn’t still be wondering why I wasn’t enough to make you stay.”

Even then, you’re still hoping that he’d say something else. But when you’re only met with silence, the anticipated disappointment in you bubbles, boiling. His reluctance to clue you in makes it easier for you to decide.

There's someone else who's willing to give you things that you don't even need to ask for.

In your mind, it's clear who you should choose.

Jungkook clenches his teeth, holding his breath as he watches you shove your things into your bag. “Are you going home?” he asks after a minute.

You could say yes and let the conversation die a swift and simple death. But for some reason, you choose to kill it violently. You bite the inside of your cheek before you tell him, “I don’t know. Yoongi’s picking me up.”

The chagrinned look that takes over his features for a split second is one that you immediately catch. Maybe it’s because he wants to make sure you know how he feels about this, or maybe you still have a way of reading him somehow. Regardless of what his face tells you, he doesn’t prod any further.

Your phone vibrates on the table, the sound ten times more thunderous amidst the silence that’s befallen the both of you. You don’t need to check the screen to know who’s calling, and neither does he. When you leave, the sound of your fading footsteps ricochets off the walls. It shoots right through him.

He hears every word of that conversation ringing in his ears then. He recalls that afternoon’s sunset; it was the most beautiful sunset he saw that year, despite the sun overhead mocking him with every magnificent glint of light. He sees the look on your face when his words finally register in your mind, the Oh moment when you understood what he was saying, when the smile you wore sunk helplessly to the floor because even though you knew that love had an expiration date, you hoped your love would be the exception. 

That memory fades, only to be replaced by something much worse. He sits there with Jimin’s words, echoing in his mind, reverberating around the room.

Technically, you and Yoongi haven’t been on a second date. You think.

You’ve seen him almost every night since the dinner, when he picks you up at the studio. Sometimes, you two just drive around. Sometimes, you sit by the river in the cold, eating hot ramen cups and giggling over nothing. Sometimes, he just takes you straight to your home if he has a packed schedule the next day.

These days, you see Yoongi even more than you see Taehyung. Even though he hasn’t explicitly implied that any of these outings is a date, you know you aren’t hanging out as just friends anymore.

It feels good to be wanted. The feeling is reinforced tenfold because it’s been so long that it’s like you’re experiencing it for the first time in a new body, as a different person.

But even after all of that, you two can still go back to being friends like nothing ever happened. Because in a way, maybe nothing did happen. Maybe things have always been like this between you, the only difference is now you’re noticing the meaning behind his words and glances.

You two can still go back, because technically, no line has been crossed.

But tonight, something feels different. It’s colder, but Yoongi keeps you warm with all the looks he’s been giving you all night.

It feels like you’re both toeing that line right now. 

You know that once you cross it, things can’t revert back to the way they were anymore.

You know that it will happen eventually, because Yoongi isn’t doing this just to half-ass it. He won’t back out, and he has made it crystal clear from the start. 

Usually, this is the part where he tells you goodnight and you have to pretend not to freak out when he kisses you on the cheek in goodbye.

He takes a step closer, you take no step back. 

“You know what I’m about to do, right?”

You do. You could say you’re even hopeful.

“I might have an idea…”

“Okay,” he says easily. He takes your waist in his hands and brings you closer. The way the corner of his mouth tugs upward tells you that he’s pleased, that you know what’s about to come and you’re letting it happen. Still, he asks, “Can I?”

You nod. That glowing sensation washes over you in waves.

“Words, princess,” he reminds you. 

Your hands land on the lapel of his coat. “Yes, you can.”

He chuckles, and squeezes you a little tighter. 

Then it happens.

The line you clumsily drew in the sand has been erased.

Yoongi is kissing you.

You’re kissing him back. 

He’s soft and warm and he holds you like you’re delicate. His sincerity, you can feel it in his kiss, and it’s only a fraction of it. Regardless, there is still life that blooms this winter. Inside of you, small and fragile, but it’s there.

You sigh into his mouth, feeling completely limbless if not for him holding your body upright. One of his arms wounds itself tighter around your middle while his other hand tucks your hair behind your ear so he could cup your cheek more easily. Yoongi tilts his head further to one side to deepen the kiss. You feel something in his kiss that you have never heard in his words, something soft and pleading. Wanting but still contained. Out of fear that you might run away, perhaps? You can’t blame him though. You are a bit of a flight risk.

The wind dances past like a nosy bystander, pressing you further into him like it wants you to be more sure in the way you move, in how much of yourself you’re willing to give to him. Instead, the cold just makes you shiver.

When you break away, his hand on your face moves to hold the back of your head. Yoongi doesn’t look half as flushed as you think you do, though his cheeks are slightly rosy.

Through a thin veil of clouds, the moon still shines down on his profile. 

The chill in the air, the mesmerizing view of moonlight dancing across his features, and most of all, the way you’re still lost in the kiss, in the feeling of being wanted.

“C’mon, I’ll walk you up,” he says, after you stay silent for a beat too long, hooded eyes basking in the warmth of a heart chasing your own. You want to want him. You do want him, but there’s still something missing. It doesn’t feel entirely right, but for now, you try not to dwell on it too much. Just let it be. Maybe in time, that void will inevitably fill.

Yoongi holds your hand through the lobby and on the whole way up even if neither of you says anything, just shy glances in the elevator and bashful half-hidden smiles. You don’t invite him in once you get to your door - because an invite now insinuates something that you just aren’t ready for - but he does kiss you again. If the kiss you shared downstairs is a proper goodnight kiss, then this one means see you later and doesn’t last half as long, but it makes you tingle just the same.

He pulls back, only to dive in again, and again, and again, until one chaste kiss turns into five and you have to push him away with a giggle so you can breathe.

“Sorry,” he mumbles, eyes still set on your mouth. “Couldn’t help myself.”

“Yoongi,” you say, a little breathily, like oxygen hasn’t sufficiently made its way into your lungs since downstairs.

He rests his forehead against yours. “You’ve never said my name like that before,” he sighs.

“Like what?”

“Like you want me to kiss you again.”

You tug your bottom lip between your teeth and pretend to consider this even though you know you would like to be kissed again. “Maybe I do,” you say after a beat, bravely. “Just one more.”

He gives you your final kiss of the night then, one that lasts a second longer than the others, like he’s trying to memorize how you taste.

You head in once Yoongi is out of sight. You lean your body against the door the second you snap the lock shut. You touch your lips lightly, reliving those moments again even though they happened mere seconds ago. You’re buzzing with excitement like a schoolgirl, every feeling coursing through your body all at once. 

You’re familiar with this. It’s the stage right before every love song you listen to suddenly reminds you of that one person.

You go through your regular evening routine with a pep in your step, thanks to a certain person tonight. You take off your carefully applied makeup and take a nice, hot shower. You think the heat would help melt away the high that you’re riding - like you’ve had too much coffee to drink and now your senses are beyond heightened - but it doesn’t. Once you’re fresh and comfortable in your PJs, you still feel that jittery feeling seeping through your pores, keeping you awake. There’s a message from Yoongi that tells you he has made it home safely.

It’s still early, and you’re far too restless to go to bed. You decided to brew yourself a mug of chamomile tea, even though you don’t even like chamomile and you can’t remember why you even have it, but they say that apparently chamomile is good for sleep. You decide to take the mug into the living room to sort through your mini mountain of mail that should’ve been dealt with days ago.

Sitting underneath that pile of junk mail and letters addressed to the previous tenant even though you’ve lived here for nearly two years, is a cream-colored card addressed to you. The material feels smooth under your fingertips, like velvet if that’s even possible. Inside, there are two names - one you recognize and another you don’t - typed out in a fancy calligraphy font and encircled by pretty flowers, all pinks and whites and romantic.

The saccharine sensation associated with the thought of Yoongi dissipates instantly. Instead, your mind blanks, only to buzz to life again momentarily with a newfound sinking feeling dragging you down.

You suddenly realize that Jungkook hasn’t crossed your mind once tonight. Not until now. That crestfallen look in his eyes from the other night appears in your mind again, clear as day.

You are, quite literally, holding someone’s declaration of love and yet, it’s not joy that you feel, having been asked to join them on their special day. 

You never thought you would see Jungkook’s family again - even though you always adored his parents and you felt that they loved you too - let alone receive an invitation to his brother’s wedding.

remember when y'all said u wanted a wedding?? well u didn't say whose wedding 😌

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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 44

chapter 67:

1. jfc remus (how is he that strong)

2. god, can’t our side have one fucking win? all these people captured. including my remus

3. “"She started the war for me, and she'll end it for me, too."” GOD i love lesbians

4. NO NO NOOOO NO NO NOOOOOO NOOOOO NOOOO MARLENE STOP NOOOOO!!! SHE WANTS TO PROPOSE TO DORCAS AFTER THE WAR!!!! SHES GONNA DIE I CANT HANDLE THIS

5. 😦

6. marlene?? i-

7. i’m still in shock

8. okay i have my bearings. this is why the post is two days after the last one lol. anyways, i’m actually pissed that she didn’t get to die a big dramatic or memorable death. she didn’t do anything. it was just a landmine. and she’s dead. and i get it, i really do. war isn’t always big heroic deaths. it’s also this. where one moment, you’re planning to propose to your partner and laughing with your freind, and half a second later, you’re blown to bits. but genuinely, her death fucked me up. i knew it was coming, but not like this. holy shit, not like this

anyways, the first thing i did after i read that bit was text my freind. and first thing they did was call me. i sent in bold “IM CRYING” and i get back “why” “MARLENE” bro immediate call. not well. not well at all

9. i continued and read the rest of her death. and her last words being dorcas will forever fuck me up

10. PANDORA????? PANDORA????

12. anyways all i did was call back the freind and say “PANDORA” and that bitch laughed at me. (love them to death) told them to go suck a lemon (they’d never heard that phrase before) and then they made me hang up to finish reading

my poor roommate has heard me call this freind twice (it’s ten o’clock at night)

13. “Horace would need more than just two hands, many more, to count the amount of people who would have gladly put their guns down for Pandora alone.” yeah, me for one

14. FLEAMONT NOOOOO

15. james will be devestated beyond belief

16. remus? huh??? he was shot in the head. but. he had a pov. i’m not sure now

17. …dorcas? i was so sure she had a pov

no wait she has a pocket. just checked

18. regulus???

19. um actually albus can fucking keel over. wont save all those other people in the lineup, then hears his brothers name and is willing to sacrifice the war for him. i get it, but alberforth knew this would happen to him

20. huh, damn. and alberforth still gets shot

21. 🚨🚨🚨pandora is safe. holy shit pandora is safe. i repeat pandora is safe 🚨🚨🚨

22. and fleamont and suddenly that all made sense

23. “”You forgot to count your bullets."” do i hate snape? yeah. but that’s fucking iconic

24. “Riddle lost the moment those doors burst open and two of Euphemia's someday son-in-laws moved into the room with Dorcas Meadowes one step ahead of them.” lmao freaking iconic. more historically important than trump getting shot

25. effie stopping to mourn barty gave me chills

26. NO FLEAMONT!!!! i’m getting fucking whiplash from this

27. effie having such a short pov but still so much emotion and character is shown in her love for fleamont

28. yall remus, regulus, and dorcas are fucking insane.

and i’m so here for it

29. “For all those years Sirius was taken away from him, Regulus breaks Riddle's fingers. Ten years, ten fingers.

For what Riddle took from James, Regulus takes his eyes. This is a difficult task. Regulus has never removed someone's eyes before. It's messy, and it takes the combined efforts of Remus and Dorcas to keep Riddle from flopping right out of his chair.”

mom pick me up i’m scared

30. “There are no good people in war, and now Dorcas thinks there are no good people out of it—certainly not her, because she would gladly go back into it just to have Marlene again.”

going feral over this actually. i’m unwell. i’m so freaking feral over this omg

31. reading authors notes and finding out that monty was author’s prim is actually making me go fucking insane

32. 😀 hi i’m unwell

(anyways side note, uhhh chapter was fucking insane but also like if y’all are reading this fic or this post, just know that there is no anger or resentment towards the author. he wrote this for himself and shared it with us. it’s a masterpiece and we RESPECT people. so yeah, this is the story he wanted to tell, so he wrote it for himself. just ya know, so yall remember)

[also don’t sell fics 😊 i will hunt you down]

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Project Pisces ◇ Wu G1, Part 5

⊶⊰Information⊱⊷ ⊶⊰Chronological (all)⊱⊷ ⊶⊰Chronological (Wu)⊱⊷

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Ya know, I’m not fond of the whole “tropical beach warm weather sun sand” thing, but I can’t lie and say Sulani isn’t beautiful as hell. It feels like Florida – a place you can visit but shouldn’t live.

Todd found a cave 👀 Something was calling out to him, drawing him in so he just had to explore!

Todd, you big baby! You should have stayed and took pictures! 😦

When we got home, the butler was passed and I have no idea why.

This bitch uses as much pepper as my mom does ;_;)

Stop fucking cussing! You’re going to teach the damn food a bad lesson! For fuck’s sake, the nerve of some people.

Aww look at Porkchop! 💙

The more I see Darnell’s hair, the more I dislike it. I might have to send him to get a hair change 👀

I think Darnell is the only person in the house that she can actually stand.

I wish I had a better laptop so I could bump up the graphics. It’s already so pretty, I bet it’s gorgeous on max graphics.

Um, excuse me, sir, can you get your ass off the sandwich?!

Now, Jolene may have been the one to buy the mini shoats (sheep-goat) but she’ll be damned before she’s the one taking care of them!

Apparently kids aren’t able to feed and care for them?? Tf

He is… completely shameless lmao bro ain’t even trying to hide.

“So, baby girl… what is toilet terror?”

Her body tensed, wide eyes snapping toward him. “Where… did you hear that?”

“It was in your diary.”

Wow, Todd. At least he’s honest, I guess.

She sighed deeply, shoulders slumping as she began to explain.

You are so proud of yourself, huh.

[mochiswifey]

BONTEN X CEO’S DAUGHTER PLATONIC

MIKEY *BOSS*

You found his aura creepy so you avoided him.

The two of you first talked in your house’s kitchen while you were decorating a cake, he got lost after having a meeting with your dad.

Just outright took the cake and shoved it inside his mouth.

You were like 😦 and he was like 🥰 because the cake tasted good.

“Excuse me sir?” You yelled at him. “You’re excused.” He said as he took another piece of cake immediately shoving it inside his mouth.

From that day after he’s done having a meeting with your dad he always search for you.

You hide but he always manages to find you.

He’s like the psycho from the shinning.

He makes you bake cake. You get annoyed cause he ain’t putting out money 💰 but you do what he tells you cause baby he’s a one scary motherfucker.

Once in a while he smiles and that’s kinda a great sight to see.

SANZU *MAD DOG*

He was searching for Mikey and he happens to find you.

You screamed when you noticed there’s a psycho looking man just sitting beside you.

“Do you want a balloon?” He says and you punched him in the face before running out of the room leaving him with a bloody nose.

He’s scary but somehow you get have the confidence to mock him. Every time you see him you say “Do you want a balloon?”

He gets frustrated because he was supposed to scare you not get knocked the fuck out by you.

The balloon thing became an inside joke.

He’s quite insane.

One time he went to your school carrying a grenade which alerted the entire building.

“Haru! What the fuck!!!” You yell completely frustrated.

“Thought you were in the science club? I mean everyone would be impress ‘cause grenade duh?”

You quit Science club and went to the tea ceremony club after that.

KAKUCHO *NUMBER 3*

He got assigned to watch you while your father went overseas.

He was quite awkward. But nice.

But he’s like….. really dumb.

You were doing your English homework and he said “You’re studying Chinese?”

You chuckle thinking that he’s joking.

He wasn’t.

“Kaku…. Kanji originated from China. Meaning……”

“Wait? Mochi is Chinese?!” He exclaimed and you facepalmed and started explaining the history of Kanji.

“So dorayakijin brought Kanji to Japan?”

“Not Dorayakijin they were called toraijin. Because they sailed from China to Japan.”

It took a few days for him to understand? Then he saw you doing your grade 11 math.

His brain completely stopped working.

KOKONOI *MONEY MAKER*

You tagged along with your Dad and attended a bonten meeting. You pointed out the mistakes he made and he was like.

Damn. This fucking brat is smart.

Now since he’s quite smart the two of you bond talking over politics and economic growth.

Kokonoi tends to quiz you about business.

Acts like a big brother and can tutor.

You and Koko almost made Kaku cry because you were roasting his dumbass.

Koko likes that you have a great fashion sense.

You go to the salon with him.

He's a material growl with the lashes and nails.

Don’t forget the 799 eyelashes oil he uses.

RAN & RIN *ROPPONGI'S CHARISMA*

They first saw you when you corrected Kokonoi's mistake.

They started yelling "YOU DUMBASS BITCH!" to Koko making you laugh.

Fucking nuisance during meetings.

Got assigned as your bodyguard one day and they threw a party in your house.

Sanzu, Ran, Rin got knocked the fuck out by Mikey for not inviting him.

They're pretty smart so they teach you Science & Math.

They got offended when you said "Y'all smarter than what you look."

They're like really great brothers.

They somehow ended up picking you up from school every Friday.

Y'all always go to arcades and do rat hood shit that resulted into y'all being chased by the cops one time.

They are great gifters.

They remember everything you like and don't like.

TAKEOMI *ADVISOR AND LUNG CANCER PATIENT*

He was holding his back while walking so you asked if he needs help.

He was like ....... ☠️🤡

"Sir? Do you need help? Like a wheelchair or something?" He stared at you for a very long time. Trying to decipher if you're trolling him or not. Was lowkey offended when he figure you weren't.

Since he's the oldest you drag him to your Tea Ceremony shenanigans.

He always complains because his legs goes numb from sitting traditionally for a long time but always goes nonetheless.

He once brought Sanzu and Senju with him and he regretted it quite alot.

Sanzu started pouring alcohol on the green tea and Senju started recording Takaomi’s frustrated face.

Senju then posted the video with #thefaceyoumakewhenyourealizeyouoldasshelland’bouttobecremeatedyasssss

Gives you advices about finances.

Gifts like an old man.

Gave you a basket of fruit for your birthday.

KANJI AKA MOCHI *GORILLA MUSCLE*

He was waiting for Mikey to finish talking with your dad and you roasted him for absolutely no reason.

He was minding his business pacing back and forth in your mansion's garden.

"You look like a gorilla." He turns to your direction and raised his eyebrow clearly surprised.

"What?"

"You look like the Gorilla from spongebob."

"Excuse me?" He crosses his arms in front of his chest and eyed you. A little kid holding a rapidly melting ice cream from the summer heat.

"Nah, pardom me. You look like an obese emo crow. ‘Cause of the trench coat."

"Do you even know who I am?"

"Nah, I don't care. But like. You should rethink your whole life's decision that led you into believing you look somewhat good in that.... hideous monstrocity."

Mochi was shocked. He looked down at his attire and questioned his whole existence. Was he...? An executive of Bonten just got roasted by a kid?

He avoided eye contact the next time he saw you.

"That's.... unfortunate. He didn't take my advice. He still looks like an overweight emo crow." Everyone even Mikey laughed.

He removed the trench coat the next day.

Since he's the biggest of them all you demand a piggy back ride which he reluctantly gives because he's still sour about you calling him an overweight crow.

BONUS

Kaku: Y/N told me Dorayakijin brought you from China. So you’re made from China?

MOCHI:

Thanks for reading! Reblogs and Replies are appreciated.

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Throwbacks Pt.3

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north Been getting into trouble since ‘02, don’t fuck w/ me 🤬🤬🤬

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mialuvssyouu you couldn’t even hurt a fly northy, nice try 🤧

nayahuds awhhh northy’s curls, please make a comeback 😭

j0ey02 Damn man you right, the overalls really make me scared to cross you 😦

tateswrld shiver: are timbered 😰😰😰

annahudson My little baby boy 🥺

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parkerjovi Literally what the hell is even going on in this picture?? Will is getting on my last nerves that’s what.

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will.jovi It’s called being a good big brother you should look it up 😌

parkerjovi why would I? I already have Jesse :)

will.jovi you were an accident.

bonjoviiixx Parker and Liam’s relationship >>> anything else on the planet

80srockizmylyfe they’re so small here 🤯

jj.bongiovi jesus will looks like fucking dad in this

laurabongiovi ikr

leah.meralda This radiates kurtis get tf out of here vibes and i’m here for it 100%

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taylorjay_ Me and Grandpa Jamie :)

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fooxxdaveg baby taylor is the sweetest thing i’ve ever come across 😤

poseyiris THE TOY FIRETRUCK!!!!!!! I REMEMBER RUNNING YOU OVER WITH THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

taylorjay_ LOL OF COURSE YOU DO BITCH 😭😭😭

milothebest what tf are you wearing, you look like MC Hammer with those pants lmao

davestruestories My sweet baby Taylor <3

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theycallme_quinn Me, Griffy, and Mama at Griffin’s 4th birthday circa. 1998, Happy Birthday little brother! I love you can’t believe you’re 28!?!?!

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hryder MILF ALERT 🚨🚨 MILF ALERT 🚨🚨

mary.sixx Thank you for that Hannah 😐

hryder no problem Mrs. S 😁

thena Those headbands really had a hold on us in the early 2000s huh?

theycallme_quinn I had like 50 dozen and they still just show up around the house 🤷‍♀️

motleexcruee Mary’s literally so gorgeous like she literally doesn’t age at all, she was like 40 in this picture 🤯🤯

tommyleeswhore I’m am literally down on my knees for her rn: 🧎‍♀️

nikkisixxpixx These comments are nice to see aren’t they? I don’t get any of these when Quinny posts me 🙄

mary.sixx That’s cause I’m hot and you’re not, easy as that baby!

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bellaryerson My sweet boy is all grown up now, but I thought I’d share the cutest photo ever. My baby was only 5 here and it blows my mind that he is almost 18 years old now! Love you buddy, to the moon and back <3 <3 <3

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cindycrawford OMG BELLA 🥺

katemoss ❤️❤️❤️

kellybrightly I can’t believe our babies are gonna split apart soon, they grew up together and now Lilly’s going to NYU and Buddy’s going to Dartmouth!! It’s insane to think they won’t have each other.

bellaryerson I know it’s so sad to think of them on their own :(

evie.444 not your mom having all the milf models sad about your baby pictures in her comments @urbuddy.buddy

urbuddy.buddy shut up...

urfavv.lilliana YOU WANNA FUCK MY MOM?!?!

evie.444 LMAO WE’VE BEEN THROUGH THIS BEFORE LILLY!!!!!!!

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juliamckinell Me and My babygirl Lizzie at Livvy’s birthday party in #97′ boy do the times fly.

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motleynroses01 Okay but why does her mom look like a young britney spears?? Is it just me who sees it?

brookesheilds Omg it was that long ago, I can’t believe it, I remember when Olivia was born!!

juliamckinell IKR! My baby is gonna be 25 this December!!!

ayoits.luke LOL Liz looks like an old man wtfff @lizzie.ww

lizzie.ww at least my dad didn’t beat me 😌

ayoits.luke OMFG STOP 😭😭😭

ari_angel this is what I live for

evie.444 Lizzie: 👴🏻

taytay92 plzzz SHE’S paying the bills around here

ch4rlie ik ik respect our elders smh

lizzie.ww you guys are the worst 🤦‍♀️

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

22. NAH WHO HAS THE TIME TO STALK PEOPLE CAUSE LIKE HUH? imagine dedicating your fucking time stalking a hoe 💀

23. My friends are like that, so annoying 🤨❗ no, I wasn't being stalked but I had to walk to the bus stop late at night and my friends are like, "you dumb bitch, we're walking with you." 💀💀💀💀

24. "Even YangYang noticed something" 💀💀💀

25. NOT THE LAST NAME DUMP 😦🤚🏾

26. Jungwoo gtfo 🧍🏾‍♀️

27. "It was no big deal." IM ABOUT TO SCREAM 💀 it was no big deal, she said. It was no big deal when he locks you in his basement right.

28. My guy is on like 4 different clubs. How is he finding time to stalk her tf 💀💀

29. Theres no love-hate relationship, she hates it, end of discussion.

30. "He seemed like a nice guy." listen to yOUR INSTINCTS DAMMIT

31. JUNGWOO GTFO

32. DONT TAKE THE BOTTLEEE DONT TAKE THE FUCKING BOTTLE BITCH DONT TAKE THE BOTTLE ARE YOU INSANE

22. I KNOW WHAT THE HELL but I think that's what makes the ordeal all the more scarier in real life, no?

23. Those are good friends, keep them as long as you can

24. TOO REAL RENJUN-

25. I MEAN THEY'RE TECHNICALLY NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW EACH OTHER-

26. Fr.

27. STOP WRONG STORY-

28. He's gotta have a cover somehow

29. Fuck math.

30. NO CUZ SERIOUSLY-

31. wHY CAN'T HE MIND HIS OWN DAMN BUSINESS

32. She's not that far off yet JASDKSJD

[roxyzwritez]

alright lets do this *inhale*

THE BIG DAY

so steven gets up and eats breakfast. they go over to homeworld. steven just goes HEY ROSE IS READY PULL MY GEM OUT🥰 white is like 😦 steven's like no man trust me. white reluctantly does so, rose reforns, gem jabbed into stevo. white says welcome back. rose says hey. she jumps down and hugs steven in an adorable son mother moment. she then realizes "oh right there's everyone else too haha oops" and viciously assaults pearl with a good ol glomp, pearl goes crowdstrike and bluescreens because, yk, the love of her life who has been GONE for 15 years just lightformed back to reality in the middle of The Authority's hand and jumped down and glomped her. i love those two theyre so gay.

garnet is somehow composed. amy is like "bro i wish i wasnt so short" (literally like a third her height) rose goes YOU ARE FINE. SHORTIES SLAY. and essentially hugs the floor to hug her.

after that immediate reunion, she gets a little teary and says sorry for Trying to Childbirth Sewerslide Herself. garnet is like "you thought it was right. you're allowed to make mistakes, stupid."

rose is like "yeah but im mad at myself cuz im stupid and no spine"

steven is like "FYM NO SPINE??? do you forgotted the MASSIVE RELEASE OF ANGER at The Authorities last year?? ppl make mistakes and you're a people too."

big grouphug ensues. white is like "the pals should see this." rose is like "yeah why not"

theyre like WHAT DO U WA- oh my FUCK its the wayward daughter carrying on.

rose is like WHAT'S GOOD, ABUSIVE PARENTS??

i forgot to mention rose said when she was still in the speaker she said she wanted to be called rose. she literally does not want to be pink diamond

anyway then blue accidentally deadnames her. rose is like "yk worse things have happened i don't really give a fuck"

then rose talks about how she took the hard route but hey its all good.. 6thousandyears later than necessary but yk it kinda happens when you have bad parents n shit

pearl, suddenly realizing oh. it really is over. im free. the rebellion journey is over. i dont have to worry about pseudo godlike entities coming down in hand machimes and destroying the planet with a supermassive uncontrollable frankenstein cluster literally just chilling in the MIDDLE OF THE PLANET. and my wife is back!! she just happy sob melts into the floor. rose comes over and hugs her. they have a happy moment and they accidentally rainbowquartz. the diamonds are like "rose. respectfully, what did i just witness. respectfully of course." rose speaking goes "its cool we did this before. multiple times." rainbowquartz goes "don't you get they are hard lesbian for eachother?" diamonds r like "we have been against cross gem fusion for thousands of years and only recently have we started to Change Our Minds you can't just throw this on us. cultureshock."

rose goes listen it was an accident ok we didn't mean to. (oh god that's such a garnet i didnt even think about that when writing it) we're slay and fusion is too so taste the rainbow,bitches.

white wanting to be understanding asks what its like. skittlerock goes "ask garnet. she's the expert here." garnet is like why thank you and explains fusion like garnet would explain fusion. also at the end she drops the line "i am their fury, i am their patience. i am a conversation." and steven is like "I UNDERSTOOD THAT REFERENCE!"

the diamonds are like damn... that's what we were hating on?

LGBTQuartz unfuses and rose is like fam... we gotta go back to earth it was nice hanging out and seeing how you arent toxic anymore, ill be back. the diamonds r like "aight go be happy at home we love you child" but white is like "oh also we healed a shit ton of gems, just thought we'd let you know!!!" rose is like IM SO FUCKING COOL (she's actually very happy and is like yay i knew you weren't terrible deep down in there somewhere)

they go back to warp but realize pearl is still just swooning on the floor and steven is like bruh,, are you coming with us?? she's like YEAH idk what ur talking about of course i am its not like i was swooning on the floor over my newly returned wifeyboo.,,

they warp back and rose is like oh i should probably let greg know that im alive again lol. pearl is like go get em queen. rose is like "are you okay???" shes like im fine. i know you love my silly face. go get em queen god damnit. she goes over n knocks on the van and goes "hi lol im back" greg goes holy shit i couldn't tell its almost like i see you with my eyes. shes like do u wanna give me a tour of beach city with the gems and hes like i gotta lay down and straighten out my rattled brain but i appreciate the offer(spoiler: he is realizing he doesn't have feelings for rose anymore and freaks out like oh shit man oh shit man oh sh-)

she's like okay pookie cya mwah (jumnp)

says to steven hey i wanna try a donut and actually meet sadie instead of spectator mode meeting. he says alright bet (oh god mother don't order every single donut sadie will execute me) she takes a strawberry glazed donut and is satisfied with the new unique sensation of Eating a Donut. also sadie is like damn. this revival novelty shit is getting boring real fast. (very just not surprised by any of this. why would you be if you knew steven. you're not surprisable. oh you revived your mother who was spectating your entire existence? ok, aberage tuesday.)

and now the minisode. its literally just self and fan service with pearlrose, the coupling that always deserved to be but god damnit i had to revive her to do that. her and greg talk, very casual breakup honestly, greg is surprised she doesn't get that upset and she's like "im surprised you're worried about that like don't you know i have pearl? im fine man" hes like "yeah you're right i forgot you don't understand human dynamics that's fair" she then goes home and asks steven where pearl is. steven goes OOOOOOOO and she goes stfu hoe, tell me where my wife is. hes like she's been hiding in her room probably looking at you through holograms or something. she goes in and pearl is just on the floor. smiling. just laying there. rose is like "...you good?" pearl is like HI I DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE SORRY I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU OBSESSIVELY 😁

they flirt a bit n shit and rose tells pearl abt greg (out of order but im not backspacing, reverse order) and unknown to the lesbians steven was watching and going AWWWW THEYRE ADORAVLE. he says "that wss the cutedt thing ive ever seen" and pearl is like WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE" rose is like "honey. pookie. calm. people are allowed to know. steven please leave thank you son."

hes like fine ugh so gay and leaves. the two talk and rose is like you dont even know how badly i died inside when you sang that song. if i had eyes to cry out of i would've made a new ocean. im so glad i can finally smash. (didnt go like that but youget the gist) pearl is like sorry for crying uncontrollably for the 40th time i cant help it i love you too much and rose is like stfu you adorable thing and cry into my chest or something. they hug and minisode1 ends.

if this is a "rough plan" then im horrified to think of what a detailed plan would be. shivers

au writing shit idk

heres the Rough Plan for my first few eps:

ep1: the au branches off of canon in the final SU ep, Change Your Mind. renamed to Change Your World. when white yoinks the gem out of steven and pinksteven reforms and whiteasks W H E R E I S P I N K the response is something along the lines of "i am right here, but fuck you im not talking to you." (girlboss) and white gets the "im a child, what's your problem" and has the perfectionist meltdown, then steven's like "sorry but we gotta head out" and they're like "PINK WHAT THE FUCK?" steven goes "im not pink just leave earth alone" the gems agree and give steven The Legs™️.

pearl latches onto the idea that rose is still alive in there. (didn't write that tho just had it cut to this next bit oops) her and greg build a thing to connect to the gem that will essentially connect to pink/rose im just gonna call her rose damnit and allow her to communicate w everyone. shes like "...hey guys. uh. sorry for trying to kill myself i guess that didn't work but i have been minecraft spectating steven for the entirety of his existence with no ability to do anything but think and watch" pearl has a lesbian implosion, everyone's all happy n shit. steven eventually asks about the lying and she's like "yeag i done bad there. i just wanted to keep you guys together" (now that i think abt it there was no mention of bismuth here.. oops,) garnet gives her a Garnet Specil motivational speech and she's like "i missed you too garnet" (i forgot to mention, garnet violently explode-unfuses and ruby+sapphire are just bumbling with happy when rose spoke) amethyst has her own moment (she thought this was all bullshit and started playing fortnite upstairs but between games she heard rose and a p p e a r e d)

anyway rose then is thinking "oh man i gotta talk to so many ppl" and realizes eh guys nothing to worry abt just a HAPPY TO LISTEN, HAPPY TO STAY, HAPPILY WATCHING HER DR- but we should go there NOW" so they do, spinel is understandably distraught and breaks the gemspeaker in half but feels bad about it. she comes with the gang to earth, they show her around, a new gemspeaker is made and they reconcile. yippy! also spinel ate one of ALL. big donut flavors. sadie allowed this just for on e because steven is the LORD AND SAVIOR OF THE STEVEN UNIVERSE haha funny.

anyway she and bismuth talk. bis is kinda like "yeah i wasnt very gamer sorry about that herhee" again ignoring that SHE lied about the bubbling, conveniently forgot to explore that conversation for ease of writing and so i didn't need to go "how do i utilize my 2 iq points to channel these characters and get them to have a coherent, consistent to character conversation about this situation"

peri and lapis are called over by bismuth who doesn't say shit to them for the surprise. lapis is like "yeah ok hit me" peri is more curious. rose speaks, peridot fangirls and lapis is like "oh shit that's historically significant " peri is like "I NEED TO RESEARCH:)))" and runs off. spoiler: gem cloning

bis brings up the idea. rose is like "yeah that sounds legit" (the gem cloning conundrum took me way too long to understand. i drove my friend crazy. "hey can u explain every single quantum detail of this in the most verbose way i dont understand" but eventually i understood it JUUUUST enough to write it lmao i still don't get it)

rose n steven talk in roses room. all happy n shit. greg is told abt the plan and hes like oh shit i gotta clean up and steven is like "you know her standards. she don't give a shit" hes like "yeag"

peri makes progress! she made a little clump!! (explaining the gem cloning: theyre making essentially an empty gem with the powers but no consciousness inside. when its ready, white will take steven's gem out again, rose reforms, and the new gem gets ever so graciously stabbed into his belly where the old one was.)

peri tells steven its gonna take a year. he's like "well okay better than like hundreds of years" then he goes off to talk to the diamonds. he brings the speaker with. rose lets out the thousands of years of distrust and anger at the dismonds and they are humbled even more than when they got pinkd and rose is like "you WILL heal all the shattered ones i don't give a shit" and theyre like "whatever you say little one" (yes they do indeed heal the fallen. probably with regular shipments of steven fluid. that sounded wrong but im not a freak like that hes still 14)

also they go back home and steven talks to rose abt "you told the diamonds you literally wanted to die are you fr?" she explains and hes like YOU FATHERFUCKER, YOU ARE AMAZING AND YOU CAN'T DO THAT (crying)"

next episode is just year-long filler but i made it actually good by making it essentially a montage of lapis and peri in the barn becoming lesbian for eachother. finally, a controversial move on my part, they decide to overcome lapis's fear of fusion and fuse for stevens birthday. their fusion is turquoise (took way too long coming up with a fucking name) and can corrode (water + metal) and can morph/control metal (liquify n stuff. definitely not taken from a lapidot fusion concept i found on google images.) garnet is like "hey pearl look at these silly lesbians " pearls like "damn relatable" garnets like "yeag"

a week or a few after the bday, the gem is finally ready. everyone is excited until steven asks how this is gonna work. peri is like UHHHHH... 😊 and lapis is just "eh just take that one out, stick this one in!" peri goes NNNO- but after some damage control and telling everyone steven will be fine hes like "well i better get some good sleep then. big day!"

there's more but im done typing my fingers are about to go peridot and fuckin fly away let me know if you want the like 1other episode and the minisode after that

[bibatbrat]

Vox Machina Episode 14

My Husband Has Arrived

Ashley on this thumbnail is SO fucking hot oh my god 🥵

Vax and Percy trying to talk about the Horn without talking about the Horn (bc Kima is there)... they are so fucking stupid, god bless.

Allura’s wishbone doorknocker is so fucking cool damn

Aww she’s so happy to see them 💜

Kima taking the time to clean and polish the shitty armor she had to steal from a corpse bc her girlfriend’s gonna see her!!!

Matt Mercer said These Are Some Lesbians Do You Read Me

ALLIE!!!!!!! 🥺

Ah, yes, the classic DnD friendship between the party and an NPC: the party steals something valuable from the NPC and then they are friends

Pike is also a little in love with Allura... she just has a chokehold on the Divine Casting WLW market

Allura said, “hey, remember how you guys are literally part of the government??”

Vox Machina said, “hey, remember how the emperor has a habit of getting mind-controlled so maybe we don’t want to show up with the possessed Horn of Orcus...?”

"I think we should trust people :)” - quotes Percy will look back on like ten episodes from now with scorn

Oh my god Allura fuckin’ hates the Wildemount people lmaoooo

Wow... look at them taking notes... writing shit down... *wistful DM sigh*

Tofor is kind of a bitch but her being mean to Tiberius makes me like her :)

lmaoooooo the way Matt just casually tosses in “Lord and Lady Briarwood” as a fucking aside before the big meeting... bye, Percy

Vax having to be the one who talks because Sam isn’t there to be Scanlan, Laura is phoning in so Vex is kind of AFK, and Percy has completely dissociated 😬

Kima having to do the exact same “I know these assholes are kind of untrustworthy but you’re gonna have to trust them” talk with the Council that Allura did with the party... queens of being diplomats

.... oooohhhh Goldbrand would’ve given that fucking Horn to the Briarwoods 😦

Someone finally pointing out that it’s equally likely that VM gets corrupted by the Horn as it is anyone else lmao

Seeker Assum said ;)

Matt making Tofor absolutely fucking shredded and a foot taller than Tiberius.... praxis

Percy trying to jump the Sovereign after the meeting lmaoo

God, Percy babbling when he’s nervous is such a good character thing.  This man’s brain truly blue-screened.

“I would feel much better if we go to Gilmore’s” asdaddasd Percy stress shops canon confirmed

Vax said time for a quick religious crisis

oh my god and kima said do you want to come to bible study??

He thinks the solution is to ask Pike and Kima to talk to the gods for him and tell them to do their fucking jobs lmaoo

“SO YOU’RE SAYIN THERE’S A CHANCE”

Oh my god Allura and Grog talking about Kima

Keyleth just wants to go see museums and get some damn culture and everyone else just wants to go see their magic gay buddy

God Gilmore’s is cool 😍

Vax looking for Gilmore the minute he steps in the store and being so fucking sad when it doesn’t look like he’s around

Vex versus Gilmore is always fucking wild

Sherri hates their asses so much 😭

Grog asking if they make fucking love potions

God Sherri is so fucking funny.  “I don’t like you.”

“Do you have anything to make Grog smarter?” “Fuck off”

Oh he does want crayons tho

They’re so dumb, they’re haggling for all of this but they completely forgot about going back to Kraghammer to get their fucking money

Aww, Pike volunteering to give up the dragon tooth necklace she got for slaying the fucking dragon

Grog had so much fucking platinum oh my gooooooood

ngl Gilmore puts up w far too much of their shit lmao

Aw but Vex feeling uncomfortable after all the haggling and just going outside to be with Trinket

[glassbeakers]

Hey you 👅slutty ⛓rope bunnies 🐇🐇🐇. the 🌾Easter bunny🐇 is here and he only leaves 👌👌eggs for the sluttiest 👅👄👄 bunnies🐇 on the block💃🏼💃🏼. so it's time to hop 👆🏾👇🏾hop 👆🏾👇🏾hop👆🏾👇🏾 🍑🍑 on that big bunny dick👉👌. but Easter ain't just about sexy rabbits👄👅🐇. it's about the 🙌🏽good lord🙌🏽 2️⃣. Easter is the day of the 🌄resERECTION🏕🏕🏕 of the original 😩ZADDY😩 Jesus Damn Christ🔥🔥🔥😎. Homie JC was 😮😦trapped❌🚫 in a tomb with his big zaddy ERECTION🍆🍆🍆 for 3️⃣ whole days🆘🆘 without any bitches to fuck😞😞😞 and he still made it through😎😎. send this to 1️⃣2️⃣ APOSTLES👬👬👬👬👬👬 who believe in the 💥💥power of zaddy Christ👼👼!!! get 1️⃣1️⃣ back and you can be the 🐇🐇🐇Easter bunny's sexy rope bitch😍😍😍. get 3️⃣ back and you'll get hot🔥 CUM💦💦 in your Easter eggs this year😏😏😏. get 0️⃣ back and you'll be trapped in a cave🆘 like Jesus without any bitches to fuck😞.

jesters need an audience

[g0ttal0ve101]

Ocs background in a few seconds go! 🤸‍♀️

Evelyn

Evelyn: *born*

Callum: *born*

Their parents: yay

*time skip 🥶*

Their mom: ew you have disorders like me die

Their dad: we can just kill them

Their mom: yes

Evelyn: this is not bussing

Callum: fr anyway 👊

Evelyn: ow

Callum: stop cleaning my stuff lmao anyway our parents want us to get poisoned at dinner so I switched up the drinks because I’m big brain

Evelyn: wow you’re still an asshole though

Callum: bitch

*time skip 😨*

Their parents: *dead af*

Callum: lmao I was born 0.01 seconds sooner so I’m in charge btw 👊

Evelyn: ow wtf

Callum: ok now I’m gonna kill you

Evelyn: I’m a bad bitch you can’t kill me 🔪🔪

Callum: ow damn *dies*

Evelyn: anyway I’m running away bye 🏃‍♀️

Thomas

Thomas: *born*

His mom: I hate you

His dad: I hate you too let’s have another kid

His mom: bet

*time skip 😦*

His mom: ok I had the baby now bye

His dad: wait now I’m left with an infant and an one year old *drops Lindsey on her mfing head*

Lindsey: *brain damage*

His dad: oops anyway lemme just give them whatever they want

*time skip 😳*

Lindsey: I’m drunk

Thomas: wow I couldn’t tell you always act stupid as fuck

Lindsey: ok let’s make out

Thomas: bitch we’re mfing siblings I’m out 🚶‍♂️

*time skip 😫*

Al: *exists*

Thomas: 😏 hey daddy

Sam

Sam: *born*

His mom: *sick*

His dad: bye I gotta work overseas aka🥛🥛🥛

*time skip 🤩*

His mom: ok your dad wants you to do ballet

Sam: ok

His instructor: 😏

Sam: not ok

His mom: oof that’s bad but anyway *dies*

Sam: oh my god I hate myself for letting this happen

His instructor: ayo since your mom just died I can make you feel better 😏

Sam: ok thank you *kills him*

His instructor: *bamboozled 100000000*

Police: Damn what happened 🗿

Sam: no idea 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

Police: ok it’s not you lmao you can leave

*time skip 😌*

Sam: I’m a stalker and a boy now because people treat me like shit either way oh and no one ever suspects me teehee

Lucian

Lulu: *born*

Michelle: ayo I don’t want this one

Felix: MICHELLE‼️‼️ 🤬🤬🤬

*time skip 😓*

Lulu: omg sir prince sparkle queen princess glitter I love you

Cat: *scratches him*

Lulu: I changed my mind 👊

Cat: 🍔

Lulu: mmm

Felix: LUCIAN‼️‼️

*time skip 🥺*

Felix and Adora: *die*

Michelle: damn I kinda hate you more you’re never allowed to leave the house, you have to do all the chores, and you have to make me money

Lulu: ok

Michelle: not ok I hate you 👊👊👊👊👊👊

Lulu: ok

Michelle: bitch I will kill you

Lulu: ok 🪓

Michelle: what the fu-