#i made 6 more gifs ahahha

[kth1]

1, 6, 9, 18 and 22 for the BTS asks 💕

hello!!! :D thank you for the ask!

How and when did you get into BTS?

I officially consider becoming an army (made this blog) back on may 23rd 2019. i started showing more interest in them during their comeback just prior to this and saw them at gma 2019! how did i get into them? honestly, i went down the spiral of youtube! dope opened the doors for me haha

6. Favorite lyrics?

oh sheesh, im sure there's plenty. the first one that comes up to mind is "when you say that you love me, I walk above the clouds" from the song best of me.

9. Your favorite AGUST D and RM track?

agust d... hahahahhah ahahha ha ahah stop this is too f*cking hard? what do you mean i need a favorite?! i just got amygdala tattooed on me, but also agust d is a banger, so is daechwita, and people, and strange, and HUH?!, and d-day, and give it to me, and UFJSAL WHYYYY. rm track wise, on his solo work -- i do very much like Lonely from Indigo! Seoul too.

18. Which member matches with your personality the most?

i honestly don't even know this. i feel like im so different? but i have similarities? it depends on my mood? i can be very chill, quiet, and intimidating like yoongi. random bursts of excitement and stuff like him too. i also can possibly see easily vibing with jin too with the playfulness, slight competitiveness, joking, kind of type. so maybe those two? idk - any thoughts people?

22. Your favorite photo of each member?

golly, this is hard again? there's far too many photos? i can probably browse through my computer folder of randomly saved photos of bts because if i saved it here... it must mean something? they are completely at random, i have so many, and also they aren't the ultimate favorite (disclaimer)

(this counts for both hobi and tae)

[xgiannax]

Hey guys, I hope everybody is safe and well❤️I mean as well as one can be considering the state of everything😭 also I guess I’m just I’ve just been in a Bakugou mood lately? Not sure, but here’s another one with boom boom boy hope you like it😗✌🏾

🦋Jelous?🦋

“This heat is not the move guys, I’m sweating so bad my thighs are sticking to this leather seat! Ugh” you adjusted yourself for emphasis, Ashido nodded in agreement handing you an unopened water bottle from the nearby cooler. You and some of your classmates from class 1-A had decided to go to the beach . Ashido, Yaoyorozu and yourself were lounging under a huge umbrella on some fold up lounge chairs Momo had brought for the trip. The rest of your class was playing volleyball on the sand.

“Are we almost out?” Momo asked, lifting her sunglasses to glance at the cooler.

“Yeah, but I have no clue where we could get more” Ashido pouted, leaning back in her chair.

“We passed some consession stands on the way here, I’ll go see if they have a case we can buy” you offered standing up to stretch and wincing when your bare feet hit the hot sand, the shorts you had on over your two piece swimsuit were damp with sweat.

“Seriously, this amount of heat is unnecessary” by now you were positive that the work you put into swooping your edges had completely been sweated away. You grumbled quickly peeling off the shorts and tossing them on your lounge chair leaving you in only your swimsuit. You felt eyes on your back, but ignored them because right now the only thing you were concerned with was water. You began walking toward the concession stand which was just a little past the volleyball court, you passed the everyone and a girl laughing loudly caught your attention. Ochaco was on Bakugou’s back, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as he ran and spun around in circles with her .

“I- are you serious?” You seethed to yourself, Bakugou looked over at you and you stormed off quickly.

~•TIMESKIP•~

When you returned with the case of water Momo and Ashido had joined the rest of the class, but you were in no mood. The image of Ochaco and your boyfriend instantly pissed you off the more you thought about it, you quickly cut the plastic open with your keys and began angrily tossing the water bottles in the cooler

“Hey, idiot. Where’d you go?” You jumped slightly not hearing Bakugou approach, he stood before you with water dripping down his bare chest and his hair wet and messy- but in an very attractive way. You almost gave up and just kissed him. Almost. You turned your back to him continuing to slam the water in the cooler

“Are you deaf or something? Where the hell were you, you were gone a long time. Hey- cut that shit out” he growled grabbing your waist and forcing you to turn to him, he looked at your face and his eyebrows drew together in confusion

“What, Katsuki?” You said harsher than you intended.

“Why do you have an attitude? What the hell did I do?” He asked a little lower trying to pull you closer to him, but you twisted out of his grip and put the last of the water in the cooler

“I don’t have an attitude. But you can finish playing the game if you’d like, I’m sure Ochaco is waiting-” it slipped out before you could catch it, you closed your eyes and silently cursed yourself. A few beats of silence passed

“You’re jealous” Katsuki stated, the amusement in his voice and smug smile on his face made you even angrier

“N-no! I’m not jealous, so stop.” You caught the mischievous glint in his eye quickly enough to take off running in the opposite direction , but you weren’t fast enough and he quickly scooped you up bridal style ignoring your protests and struggles

“Tch. I can’t believe you’re actually jealous, dumbass. Don’t even try to argue, just admit it“

“I am not! Ahh!” The ice cold water hit your feet and butt when he was in the water up to his waist

“If you’re not, then why’d you say Ochaco was waiting for me?” When you didn’t answer he wiggled his fingers on the hand holding your waist and giggles quickly poured out of you as you squirmed in his arms

“Nohoho please! Our classmates might see!” You hissed at him through angry giggles

“Say it, Y/N/N ” he teased shifting you so he could reach up and bury his hand in your neck, pulling louder tickle me Elmo laughs from you. Your shoulders shot up trapping his hand and Bakugou laughed at your reaction

"You trapped my hand, you know i can still tickle you right idiot" he wiggled his fingers and you squealed reaching up to pull his hand out and squirm away from him

"Stahahay away!”

"Oi! Don’t try and run!" You tried to swim away but he pulled you back latching both hands on your sides quickly spidering his fingers, your laughter grew loud and frantic no doubt drawing attention from the people around you

“KAHAHATSKI STOHOP PLEASE!”

“You know I’m not stopping until you admit it” he laughed with you pulling you against him so he could blow a raspberry into the side of your neck, you melted into him falling into silent laughter. He stopped letting you catch your breath, but keeping his hands on your sides as a threat.

“Okay okay, I was a little mad- ack!” He squeezed your sides again

“Nope, say the word Babe”

“Fine! ..I was jealous, but why was she all on your back like that! I don’t-mmf” He pushed his lips on yours quickly cutting you off before your rant began.

“There’s no need for you to be jealous. I love you, not her. Okay? If anybody should be jealous, it’s me. The way that all these extras are drooling at you wearing this bathing suit” he sneered pulling you flush against him with his muscled arms. You smirked gently

“Psh. Stop it. And-I’m sorry. For being so rude to you” you apologized resting your head on his chest, it vibrated as he chuckled at you

“Yeah yeah. Now, I’m gonna give you a 10 second head start, because I’m the only one who should be seeing you dressed like this. So now you’re in trouble” he playfully growled and squinted at you

“You’re kidding” you laughed looking up at him

“10..9” he smirked down at you and you backed away giggling in anticipation

“Wait! That’s not even fair-“

“7, 6, 5 you’re waisting time kid”

“Katsuki no-WAIT AHAHHA”

[lovetorn]

cardigan [diego hargreeves]

Diego Hargreeves x Fem!Reader

PART 2 | PART 3

Summary: Five finally finds you, Diego’s best friend, in 1963, but when you try and meet up with Diego again, things don’t go to plan.  Inspo: cardigan by miss Taylor obvi Warnings: cursing, angst Word Count: 1.3k A/N: This is shit and a bit short and very punchy. I didn’t spend too much time on it if you couldn’t tell lol but I just wanted to get something out since I haven’t posted in over a month. I’m sorry ahahha I’m a bit rusty. enjoy x

You miss the lips in the sidewalk as you sprint towards the alleyway you were dropped into 6 months ago. You throw a metal trash can out of the way as you run. Having the power of telekinesis was one that did help in everyday life, especially when you're in such a rush like this. Your dress swishes against your calves when you stop to take a few breaths. The small white heels make your feet ache, and your hair is going in all directions. Your lips are painted a deep red despite your obligations against it earlier that morning. 

You glare at the sky in resentment of Five, your best friend’s adopted brother. You mumble a few curse words as you catch your breath. You shake your head, then drop it towards the footpath. Your hands on your hips, you shield your eyes from the sun as you squint down the street—3 blocks left. A few people look at you in disgust when you begin running again; how unladylike. 

Living in the 1960s had meant that you didn't have as many freedoms as you did in 2019. And god, you missed Allison, she wouldn't be taking shit from anyone here. The men that assumed you knew nothing wherever you went, especially when you had gone for that job in the tailoring store 5 months ago. It wasn't until one of the men's wives had stepped in and said you were suitable for the job, but you didn't see her after that. Nonetheless, the men had turned you away and said you should find a career in hairdressing or dressmaking. This left you fuming. 

So, instead, you had crossed the street to the opposing tailoring store and made sure they knew you knew what you were doing. And you got the job. And when you weren't at work, you were asking people if they had seen anyone in your family—describing them as 'a really big man', 'one with knives on his belt', 'a very kind girl with a caring face', 'one with questionable fashion for this time who looks like he's talking to himself, but he's not', 'a 13-year-old boy in a school uniform', and 'a small, shy girl who is a wonderful person when you get to know her'. You wished one day someone who would say that they recognised one of the people you were describing, but that day never came. 

Instead, 5 months later, you're leaving your work after Five showed up. You had been quick to ask him about Diego, to which he mumbled a half-arsed answer about him being in a mental hospital. Confused, you only nodded and sipped from your tall glass of water. 

And since then, seeing Diego was the only thing on your mind; the most important. Before the end of the world in 2019, he had confessed his life-long crush on you, to which you reciprocated. Being here for 6 months was the most confusing and heartbreaking thing, never knowing where your family had scattered about, but now you knew. You knew they were here and you've never been more excited to see them all. 

Diego had helped you overcome the utter heartbreak you had from the break up with your ex-boyfriend. Diego drew stars around your scars, making the split bearable and easier than you originally thought. You knew him. From dancing down the street drunk with him to him giving you his weekends, you knew you would last, even before you confessed your feelings to each other. 

Turning down the alley behind Commerce and Know street, you could cry at the relief you feel when you see Five through the window above. Your heels clack against the cobblestones and then up the brick stairs. 

Pushing the door open, you peek inside, seeing Five talking to a stranger. 

"Hello?" You call, gaining the attention of the two sitting at the table. Five gives you a tight-lipped smile, while the other looks at you wide-eyed. 

"There's more of you?" He asks. Five mumbles an answer before standing and walking towards you. 

"Where's Diego?" Five pales. The other man's ears prick as he stands from the table also. 

"He's in my room with Lila." You freeze at his words. You tilt your head at Five as he brings his fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose. Who's Lila?

You throw a thumb back at the door behind you as the man nods. You roll your lips inwards as you back towards the door. 

Five shakes his head as he goes back to the man, who you still don't know the name of. You place your hand on the cold handle, not quite prepared for what you might see. 

But you open it and instantly regret it. There lies Diego with a girl on top of him. The sound of the door halts the two laying down, and your eyes meet his. 

"Y/n?" You stand in the doorway, trying your best to keep it together while you watch him push the girl away. You aren't sure why your legs aren't moving, but you stay put as he pulls his pants on. At the very last second, you turn and walk out into the kitchen, a half-dressed Diego trailing behind you. But he stops as the door slams right behind you, your hand flying out to emphasise your power.

The door swinging open again and there are tears in your eyes as you spin to meet his pleading ones. Five and the man had disappeared from the table before you had the chance to ask them for an explanation. Diego's fingers wrap around your wrist, but you snatch it away faster. 

"Why?" Your voice is small, but he hears it. 

"She's been here for me, even when I was put into that hospital." His eyes meet yours as you furrow your eyebrows.

"I didn't even know you were alive Diego! How was I supposed to be there for you?" You cry, your hands going every direction. 

"I've been here for 6 months, and I haven't tried anything with anyone else! I waited for you. But you clearly couldn't." Diego's demeanour changes from an apologetic one to one full of resentment. 

"Don't give me that look, Diego. I doubt she even knows your last name." He only rolls his eyes. 

"You're so dramatic."

"How? I have every right to be angry right now. I'm not the one who cheated."

"How could I cheat if we were never even together?" He spits as his fists clench beside him.

"Did you even think about me when you got here? Because I'm starting to think I just slipped your mind." You say, glaring at the man in front of you. His hair has grown out.

"Don't accuse me of not thinking about you, Y/n, because I did! Every night I laid in my bed in that damn institute thinking you were dead. Thinking about how I was going to kill Five if I ever saw him again. So don't you ever say that I didn't think about you, I care about you too much." 

"You didn't care about me enough! 6 months ago I got here, and every waking moment I tried to find you. But you weren't looking for me. Honestly, I was hoping to be hugging you instead of arguing right now. I was hoping that you would be glad to see me after all of this shit." Your eyes go towards the bedroom he was just in with the girl. 

Diego shakes his head and goes to turn around before your voice stops him.

"Where are you going?" You whisper. You see him huff as he throws you a pointed look. 

"Back to Lila if you're trying to guilt-trip me into picking you," Diego bites as he changes direction and moves closer to you.

"I'm not telling you to pick me, Diego. I never said anything about choosing. I'm just saying that it would've been nice to have a loving reunion than walking in on you with another girl."

"Well, I'm sorry that didn't happen. And I would choose Lila in every timeline."

And now you're bleeding. Once you were his favourite, but now that's changed.